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whaatttt posted a sasusaku fic im working on, first chapter out second chapter in the making yayyyy!!

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bye everytime i hear an adele song i can’t help but think about my favorite angst ships 💔

like fuck hello this is so sasuke x sakura coded or musa x riven

maybe even caitlyn and vi or ekko and jinx

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♡/♛- Patience III

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➸ INTERESTS; -pro-hero!katsuki bakugo (27) x f!quirk-less reader (23)

➸ BACKGROUND; -During pro-hero 'Dynamite's term within the top 3 heroes of the country, it was made aware by his agency that he needed assistant around. He hadn't appreciated the gesture really, as he hates being followed let alone babysitting, but he wasn't ready for you to enter his life.

➸ WARNINGS; - wc.6.1k, sexual tension, arguing, frustration, mentions of alcohol, drinking, drunk kissing, drunk sex, under the influence mention, partying, teasing, obsession and possesive mention, slight infidelity, mentions of cheating, masturbation, kissing, fluff, smut, etc.

➸a.i; - 🌸my main navigation, so sorry it's been like MONTHS since my last update on this story im so embarrassed. I just realized my last post to this was around christmas? bye its summer break, im working on the aizawa fic as well and posted last night. I've also made an AO3 account this week, so I'll be active on both accounts and take requests on either. thank you! (also not proof read)

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[Patience II , Patience I]

“I don’t need saving, I had it handled.” You groaned, busting open the doors to your main shared office with Katsuki before walking over to your space and placing your things down.

“A thank you’d suffice. Why do you have to be all upset over it, press was eating you alive.” He responded, beginning to remove his gauntlets before closing the doors and locking them. Your jaw tightened at his words before you turned to him.

“Thank you Dynamite. My hero.” You said through gritted teeth before rolling your eyes and going back to unpacking your belongings. You heard him scoff from behind you.

“You’re bein annoyin’. Can you stop doin that and stop treatin me like it’s all my fault?” He said in an agitated tone, tossing his gauntlets onto his desk as they cluttered together with his other items loudly, making you jump a bit. “Yea the press got too into your relationship with your stupid little boyfriend, so-“

“Respectfully sir. Whatever I do with my time and who I do it with when I leave this damn building is none of your concern. Nor is it any of your business who I bring into my apartment or my bed for the night. The press is shameful for causing a stir, but you’re even more immature and selfish for making it worse.” You spat, now turning around to face him as you pointed.

This entire situation was insufferable especially so early in the morning. Even when you both expected the situation to die down months ago after he came towards you with the news of your business nearly being outed it still managed to follow you and bite you back in the ass.

Now the pictures of you and your friend had flooded the streets, being caught at a restaurant and an apartment complex similar to yours, but it was actually his. The two of you hadn’t been officially together but you weren’t open to anyone else either, still working through the labels.

Now, this morning the press had been anchoring down on your future and your plans and if you new ‘relationship’ would pry into your work. As shoving others aside and shutting down reporters Katsuki had the nerve to repeat the question back to you, asking how serious the two of you were.

Now here you were, bickering back at one another, arguing like high schoolers. Yes you owed him the truth and clarity as he was now your superior, but after over a year of being with one another almost everyday you’d think things wouldn’t have to be so hostile.

After of what felt like hours, which were only minutes of frustration and build up lashing out at one another, you sat at your desk in silence. Your back faced to the outside world and Katsuki as you took a deep breath attempting to focus on your computer work for the day.

You started with clearing calendars and schedules, doing whatever didn’t require you to speak to Katsuki as of right now. You could hear some noises and clinking from behind you but you only ignored it, putting in one earbud as you worked.

Hours passed as you neared the end of your shift and work online. Whatever you had to confirm with him verbally or in person you made sure to write it down to ask another time if you weren’t able to email him a link of things. Police reports, hero reports and even council meetings with the agency or board.

Your brows furrowed as you looked at the time on your laptop, reading a soft glow of 8:12pm. You only exhaled softly before resting your chin in your hand before scrolling some more on tomorrow’s schedule.

The thick tension in the room was undeniably intoxicating enough to make you want to scream. Things hadn’t felt fair today and for the first time in what seemed to be a lifetime you had your first genuine fight with Katsuki.

So much could’ve been on the line at the moment, your reputation, your paycheck, your respect and even your job. You felt something twist at your gut as you sat in silence, biting at your bottom lip.

Usually when something upsets you, you’d run it by him and he’d just say alright or blow it off to not raise any issues. Now this time was different, because you had blown up at him and refused to take either of those actions as an answer, and here you were.

Even your relationship with Katsuki was on the line as of now, at least that’s what you were convinced. You had gotten so close with the man and he became everything you hadn’t expected, you were able to make him smile and even laugh, each time blooming a warmth within you that you hadn’t understood.

It certainly wasn’t one you had with your friend Ren, if you could even call him a friend. The things you’ve done or said to one another certainly weren’t friendly actions. Maybe you were at fault for the first half, taking out your frustrations and anger from unhappiness on everyone but the actual reason.

You felt your eyes begin to sting for a moment before swallowing. Hoping to flush whatever nerves and heat that rose to your face at the moment. Work might be one of the worst places to cry, and it certainly wasn’t something you’d begin to do today.

In one fellow swoop you clicked your laptop to sleep and closed it, standing up from your seat and pushing in your chair. Slowly you gathered your belongings, your mind racing as to think of what to say, or how to start it.

Soon you gathered all of your things on your side and got a hold of your coat, holding it in your hands as you made your way over to Katsuki, who was seated at his desk in different clothing on his two screened desktop.

“I wanted to apologize for today sir, it was never my intention to cause such a large issue or ruckus between us.” You said apologetically, bowing as you did so, a small frown falling upon your lips.

He only looked up at you, not responding. No reaction was plastered on his face, not one of surprise or shock, maybe even anger or sadness, nothing. He stared at you as if looking at a wall, clicking his tongue before moving off to the empty side of his desk before gesturing you to sit down.

“Do you drink?” He asked you, already grabbing two glasses and placing them down on the table as you watched him. You raised a brow at the question before answering truthfully, making him walk over to the large fridge/freezer from behind him as he opened it to reveal neat whiskey.

He sat down, pouring an ample amount of whiskey into each cup, pouring more into his before placing the cap on the bottle. He could feel your eyes on his, feeling the confusion in your gaze, but he hadn’t faltered any of his movement. He only placed the bottle to the side and slid your cup over to you before speaking.

“You have nothin to apologize for. I was wrong for buggin you with it anyways, you were stressed enough.” He started, picking up his chilled glass and taking two gulps before starting again. “Whatever you do, or whoever you do is none of my business.” He finished, taking another swig of his drink before placing his cup down, raising a brow as he watched you.

You sat there with your cup, resting in your hands but untouched. You only looked into it with an even wider frown now, brows furrowing slightly as you took in his words, eyes flicking over to him and back to the cup.

“Is that your way of an apology?” You asked, earning a soft chuckle from him, if you hadn’t been so focused on him you would’ve missed it for sure. “I was sure you’d hate me” you ended, before taking a large mouthful of your drink, nearly finishing it.

“I could never hate you” was all he said as he watched you, before finishing his own short glass. He only turned to open the bottle of whiskey again before pouring himself more and pushing the bottle closer over your now empty cup, filling it to the top as he did for his own.

His words echoed in your head, you smiled softly. Never was a strong word to use, especially given the circumstances of this morning. You only looked down into your glass again, feeling the back of your neck and ears heat up intensely as your stomach felt light.

“If I didn’t know any better I’d say you’ve grown very fond of me.” You said in a joking manner, earning a hum in response from Katsuki. “You might even like me sir.” You said on edge, boring your eyes into his face to rile a reaction out of him, he only took a mouthful of whiskey before parting his lips to answer.

“Take it however you want to” he responded, watching as you enjoyed yourself as you drank. The warm in your chest from the alcohol felt so relaxing once it settled, immediately feeling the effects seep into your head and spread all over your body.

You placed your coat in your lap now, making yourself more comfortable as you let your down from the ponytail it was in. You took a sigh of relief as you did so, immediately feeling better.

Katsuki watched you, his eyes training over your face and body like a predator watching its prey before making its move. He was thankful for having alcohol here, hoping it would hide whatever blush that would appear if things came to worse.

He’d rather flush out the feeling of anxiety and jealousy in his chest with the warmth of the alcohol, wanting to forget all of this morning. He had expected you two were close, closer than he anticipated, than he hoped for. His slight subtle touches and sayings never went by you, and yet you ended up with another man.

When he found out that this morning it dug into his skin harsher than anything he had felt for years. Like the feeling when Izuku had grown a quirk at random, or when he was beaten over and over again in competition of his other classmates and superiors in challenges, exams, and even missions.

Because now he was in competition all over again, and the challenge was you, to grasp at your attention and become a priority of yours. Maybe if he had kissed you back all of those months ago before walking you to your car, things would be different.

As strong as Katsuki was, as powerful as he was and as wealthy as he was, he wasn’t anything short of a coward. All he could do was sit and watch you slip away from his fingertips no matter how hard he tried to grasp at you.

It wasn’t fair, none of this was fair to him. Whoever you were with now surely didn’t deserve you, they surely didn’t make you as happy as he could. Like how he’d watch you grin from ear to ear when you’d try new food you’d enjoy, or when someone makes a mistake you’d point out in meetings with the agency only to be rewarded of your sharp eye afterwards.

It felt like now things had started to move backwards. The time and energy that you’d built off of one another was now being flushed down a toilet right before his eyes. He wasn’t sure what idea had hurt him more, you being out of touch with him to be with another man, or the fact you just simply wanted nothing to do with him in the first place.

He only frowned at the thought before turning his gaze elsewhere, the bittersweet taste of the whiskey now seeming to get to him. He only pushed the bottle further aside before getting up and walking towards the opposite side of his desk, grabbing his phone.

“I can call you a ride to talk you home.” Was all he said, listening as you hummed to him in agreement. His eyes flickered over to your tipsy eyes, you grinned widely at him, your teeth showing. He only looked back over to his phone and shut his eyes tightly, removing the mental image he placed of you in his head.

Maybe drinking with you alone was a horrible idea. He had only wanted to rid of the bad tension of this morning, but he seemed to have made things worse. Your hooded eyes and cheeky grin, hair lowered down to the sides of your face and your glossy lips being less flush as your makeup stained the glass.

He only made his way over to you, one hand holding his phone while the other held his glass, raising a brow at you as you sat up straight. “Do you want me to call them now?” He asked, earning a small shake of the head from you, before slowing your movements and smiling again.

You stood up now, leaning over the desk to reach for the half filled bottle of whiskey before Katsuki reached over stopping your hand, all after putting his phone in his pocket. You stood up straight to look at him, rolling your eyes before taking his glass from his hands and downing the rest, maintaining eye contact with him.

He only swallowed before looking off to the side, taking the glass from your hands and placing it down onto the desk. You only looked at him, moving your head slightly to the side to lock eyes with him again.

“You should go home.”

“I want to stay here longer, I just got com-“

“Your shift ended a while ago, I’ll call a car.” He cut you off, reaching into his pocket again grabbing his phone. You stopped him before he was able to pull it out.

“Please… Katsuki.” You pleaded, brushing your hand away from his wrist as you placed it on his chest, his face hovering over yours. That same scent of his familiar, sweet like nectar mixed with cologne and it drove you mad.

You asked yourself if his lashes had always been so long, and brown as well, not blonde like the rest of his hair or eyebrows. Or how he had the smallest freckles this close to his face, you couldn’t see them before from far away even with your glasses on.

You let your fingertips dance across Katsuki’s face for a while, and surprisingly he let you. Not moving or complaining as you did so, making you smile even harder, feeling your cheeks start to strain.

“You’re very pretty for a boy.” You cooed, now tracing out his freckles of his face before kissing the side of his cheek softly, now on your tip toes before pulling back. You only felt both of his strong hands rest on each side of your waist before pulling your body closer to his.

“Don’t do something you’ll regret, you have to go home Y/n.” He stated, holding you in place and lowering his head. You only lifted his face again as you reached on your tip toes, now kissing the bridge of his nose, gasping as his fingers now dug into your skin, lifting you up onto the desk to sit beside the empty glasses.

“You’re drunk.”

“I’m not”

“Prove it.” He gasped, his face flushed as his hands never left your side, watching you as you laughed. He watched the way your throat bobbed and you tossed your head back, your hand coming towards your mouth as if to hide it.

“My name is Y/N L/N, today is Thursday and we’re in year 20XX. I can walk in a straight line too.” You said, counting off your fingers as you named every obvious detail as you looked at the calendar on the wall from afar.

“Don’t do this to me” he said in a whisper, barely loud enough for you to catch onto, but you did. You only raised a brow at him as he wore a frown on his face, letting go of you suddenly before getting his phone and sending out a message, his phone dinging within seconds.

He only grabbed your belongings without warning, taking your glasses and accessories and placing them in your bag. Lifting them off your and his desk before making his way back over to you, grabbing your coat as you stood up off his desk.

He grabbed your hand, pausing for a while as you intertwined your fingers with one another as you made your way to the elevator. He pressed the down button, waiting for it to open silently. He didn’t dare turn around to look at you, his pulse sky rocketing and mind racing in confusion.

Soon the elevator arrived and he only waltzed in with you, your hand soon slipping from his grasp as you stood inside, watching him with a satisfied hum. The tension inside seemed to buzz louder than the dying alcohol in your system had, making you more flustered than you possibly already were.

You weren’t sure how or what lead to the moment, although you were sure you made the first move, but as of right now he had you pressed against the wall of the elevator, just underneath the large camera serving as a blind spot as he kissed your lips roughly.

His tongue tasting the same as the whiskey you’d had with him upstairs earlier as your bag was dropped to the elevator floor. You moaned into his mouth as both of your hands were wrapped around the back of his neck, as his hands seemed to maneuver every way over your body.

Starting from cupping your face to hugging at your hips and waist, crawling down to squeeze at your ass and even hold you up by your thighs as you straddled him. The short, but painfully sinful moment being cut as the elevator dinged, making him practically jump off of you.

He gasped, attempting to slow his breathing as you did the same, your fingers ghosting over your lips as you did so. He was quick to pickup your bag as you fixed your ruffled skirt and wrinkled blouse. As you stood towards the entrance of the elevator as the doors opened Katsuki stopped you, fixing your hair in the way it had looked before it all started before letting you step out first.

The walk through the lobby and out into the lot was absolutely silent, you only snuck glances at one another in secrecy. From what you’d seen on Katsuki he seemed overjoyed, a large smile, genuine at that placed over his face as he walked.

As you made it outside towards his driver he held the door open for you, handing you your bag as you sat. You only nodded and thanked him as he closed the door, your window rolled down.

“Thank you… for today. I’ll let you know once I make it home.” You said cheerfully, he only nodded, his hands resting in his pockets before taking a step back, nodding his head to the driver as a signal for you to go.

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Katsuki Bakugo isn’t in love, and he certainly isn’t in love with you. It would be the only way to explain his crazy attitude and actions recently, but that couldn’t be the case.

He understood love, he had loving and caring people in his life who showed it to him, but none of those people he loved had made him to thibns like these.

He was unable to sleep, eat, bathe without fully engulfing in memories of you. Dreaming of you at night, or even imagining you eating dinner with him in his large house alone.

There have even been times you’ve been in the shower with him, your head tilted back a bit for the water to drip down your body, all for him to watch you, or masturbate as he did so. He’d watch as his imagination of you would roll your nipples underneath your pinching fingers as you teased and played with yourself, moaning his name over and over.

You’d always keep eye contact with him as you did so, and somehow always cumming at the same time. Then after things ended you’d disappear from his shower, from his thoughts, until night would come.

He was sure he was wasting his twenties away, that this was some sort of illness. He had went through all stages of ‘love’ he had deemed impossible and entirely unnecessary.

There was the stage of affection or crushing, that was how it had all started off. Catching glimpses of you longer than he should have, hanging with you longer than usual and listening to your small talk, making mental notes of what you liked.

He was sure that stage ended after the interaction with his parents for the first time, and even after mentioning your name on accident to his friends. He hadn’t seen you as anything then, just sure it was the work atmosphere and liking to let loose with you from time to time.

That’s not what coworkers or employees do, that’s what friends do. Yes, the two of you became a baseline of friends outside of work from that small time period and he was quite fond of it, but it still hadn’t entirely described all he felt.

Like the small chances of jealousy, especially more than usual recently, and lust. The lust was intoxicating beyond a point he could stand. He was honestly so surprised with himself he hadn’t just fucked you rough to have his hips snap into your pelvis repeatedly on his desk after your lips ghosted over his face over and over. You were such a tease and he hated it for himself, he hated more that you hadn’t even seemed to remember anything else you did the next day.

Don’t get him started on the concept of obsession either, seeing things in public or on social media pages and thinking if you’d like it. Than forcing a schedule that revolved around you in it daily, even if you weren’t working that day he had to see you. It wasn’t healthy in the slightest but in all honestly who was Katsuki to give a single fuck about anything he was obligated to not do.

Like how he’d pry and as more about you and your “mystery” man you still had yet to reveal his name and background to him for. Or how he’d have your log in information and password for your laptop and check on things every now and then, emails and webpage history. Taking note of what you’d do and what you had set up for yourself outside of work hours and away from the agency behind his back, smiling to himself when there was hardly anything there.

He never saw himself as those weirdos he’d tease from crime television, or stalkers he’d heard stories of. He was an admirable man, at least he tried to be, being less of a wreck and head over hells in anger issues as he grew older.

He might have not been calm as much as he’d like to be but he had managed the collected half. Now since your intimate moment in his office after having a glass or three in his office he was sure keeping his distance from you would be best.

Maybe you were lying, for your own sake and dignity about not remembering. Shame could be a reason, or fear, fear of how your relationship would continue if you had acted on those feelings before.

And it hadn’t helped that he let it happen, his pride weak and grip even weaker. He was in a mental battle with himself, telling you to leave and stop but grabbing you and pulling you closer to him. Allowing your lips to rest upon his face and your hands rest on his chest, as you spoke of your familiar boyfriend in the morning.

Katsuki wondered if he should’ve felt bad for the man. The press and public getting ahold of his relationship with you and yet you were in his office, pressing soft kisses and giggles onto his face.

But as you mentioned you didn’t remember, so there was no reason to think or act on anything. If he could go back and do things differently he would, but he’s not sure he’d be able to have the balls to do it.

He wondered for a while how your relationship was, whether you were enjoying yourself and happy with the way things worked out. A part of him agreed that couldn’t have been the case since you seemed so ready for him to take you, and even wondered if you two were truly official.

Maybe if he knew the answer to those questions the guilt that gnawed on his heart that night would have no reason to even be there. He was entirely sure he would be able to satisfy whatever need or desire your body craved, or whatever your flaunted boyfriend couldn’t provide.

No matter the reason or cause, Katsuki was sure he wasn’t one of the worst men on the planet, and certainly not the most jealous, which eased his mind. Some men in his situation would’ve either killed the woman they’re infatuated with or kill the 3rd involving party, leaving a gruesome look and record.

He was very far beyond that point and he knew he had nothing to worry about. Except for tonight of all nights that is, being out with his friends at a large bar, to which they practically begged him to invite you.

You had made your familiarities with all of them before, during Katsuki’s birthday, and yours had passed a while back to have a nice dinner with everyone. So seeing them all again and sharing laughs and drinks were evident, especially when Mina gasped at your forwardness.

“I mean, it’s like he hates me or something! Going around and hiding for months and he still has yet to call me his girlfriend! Technically we aren’t dating so I can do whatever the fuck I want!” You shouted, throwing your arms up in frustration as the others laughed, Katsuki stayed quiet, eyeing you.

He had spoke less and less throughout the night, but this had immediately caught his attention. He turned his head to face you, sitting two seats down across from him as you laughed along with Mina, taking another shot before speaking.

"I'd never date a guy like him anyways, it's just something to pass the time, he gets it." Was all you said before earning a couple laughs and 'oh's' from others, and a brow raise from Katsuki.

"Girl you're speaking like you've got another guy on your mind." Mina gasped, you only looked off to the side with a smirk, not bothering to respond. She only squealed in response as you finished your drink, humming softly.

She went on and on with the others, inquiring to know who it was that had you so captivated to the fact you were too embarrassed to share. You only ignored it, waving your arms profusely as you watched your empty cup. You looked over quickly to catch Katsuki's glaze in yours before looking back over to the others, making sure it wasn't detected.

As the night continued on, more and more empty glasses and bottles littered your large, shared table, and eventually, you bid everyone your farewells before standing up. As you turned to leave you bumped into Katsuki's chest accidentally before pausing and looking back, your apology slurring.

He only turned with you, his hand resting on your lower back as he escorted you to the car, he was speaking to you, but you only hummed in response. His words sounded too rapid for you to understand, or maybe it was just the alcohol. You only entered the car, his hands never leaving your body as you entered, you only mumbled as you put your seatbelt on.

He sat beside you, a seat separating the two of you as he leaned forward to talk to the driver. You only kept your eyes trailed on his figure, dressed in casual attire. You never took him as a man to wear jeans so often, he seemed more of a dress pants kind of guy, but it didn't seem to matter too much.

It reminded you of a photoshoot he had scheduled for an upcoming modeling agency that asked him to wear a full denim outfit. Denim jeans and a jean jacket, shirtless as the hem of his underwear hung at his waistline, poking out of his pants. Those photos are still something engraved in your mind, you bit your bottom lip to stifle a giggle that was soon to slip out.

He only sat back as he heard you, turning to face you as you smiled widely, batting your lashes at him. He looked out your window for a minute, watching as the middle window separating the backseat and the driver rolled up. You lifted your fingers up, tracing the corners of his face and cheeks, brushing his hair away from his sides.

He leaned down in front of you, faces only centimeters away from one another. You made the first move, leaning in closer to him as your lips brushed against one another, testing the waters with a large grin. Before you could even pull away he leaned down and kissed you eagerly, his hands gripping at your face and throat, angling your face upwards at him.

He hesitated a little before licking at your lips before you invited him into your mouth without a second thought. If it wasn't for the fogginess of your mind and the butterflies in your stomach gnawing at your focus you could've sworn, he was smiling into the kiss as he did so.

In the small moment of shared gasps and moans throughout your make-out with Katsuki, the vehicle comes to a short stop. You're the first to pull away, looking out your window to see your apartment complex. You gasp into a smile, immediately removing your seatbelt before turning to Katsuki and opening your door, grabbing his hand in a way to pull him out.

He's surprised, but obliges, too drunk to truly care now that you've arrived back at your place without harm. He soon comes out of the car with you and you give the driver a quick thank you and wave before dragging Katsuki along with you through your front door after unlocking it with your keycode combination.

He's drunk now, but he wishes he would somehow be able to remember the code in case of emergency in the future. You only kicked your shoes off and began to attack him with kisses, not making it past the entrance of your home.

He was quick to respond, slamming the door shut behind him as he grabbed you, lifting you up onto his waist as you wrapped your legs around him. Moans and whines were thrown around in the air as he tossed you onto the nearest piece of furniture he could find, your couch.

Kisses turned into bites, grasping turned into grabbing, removing clothing and brushing hair aside until the two of you were completely nude on the couch. You moaned into Katsuki as he continued, the night advancing as you began to sober up, him doing the same.

“Katsuki” you whined, placing your hands on his torso attempting to push him with the little to no strength you had as he thrusted into you with no remorse, grunting at your words.

He was above you, pressing against you to the point you thought you were genuinely melting into the large couch. Your legs were spread for him, as he made himself more than comfortable between them, his upper broad body caging your much smaller one.

He only grunted in your ear, uttering lines between pet names and cursing how good you felt. Honestly you weren’t sure why you were pushing him away, it felt so good, but it was too good. The feeling was making your head spin and your heart pounding through your chest and your body trembling slightly.

“Want me to stop?” He panted, his pace now begging to slow down a little bit as his strokes now became sloppy, looking into your eyes as you shook your head, now digging your nails into his shoulders as you moaned.

My god, it felt as if he was splitting you into two, and you loved every second of it, you whined like a big baby, and he loved it. You felt as if you would’ve burst and couldn’t handle it, and he would just baby you and push you through it.

His positive words would ring through your ears as you babbled, now softly sobbing into his chest as he pressed back down onto you, rutting into you like some kind of animal. You only reached your arms out over his back, hugging him now as you began to do the same with your legs, locking him in place as you felt your high approaching.

He could already tell you were close from how you held him, and your crying getting louder. His grunts and moans became louder, repeating his phrase of 'oh fuck’ over and over again into your neck as he was close as well. You began to squeeze around his length as he dug deeper into you, placing one hand on your lower stomach, repeatedly tickling your cervix with his cock.

You began to grow louder; whoever your neighbors were would’ve definitely heard the sounds of your voices mixing with one another and your skin speaking to one another. Katsuki quickly pulled you into a passionate kiss, your tongues quickly tangled with one another as he pulled his head away, now completely focused on making you cum.

As your vision was clouded in tears you could see the beads of sweat rolling down Katsuki's forehead and neck now, you wrapped your hands around his neck. You quickly began to feel a familiar tightening in your stomach as your heart fluttered softly. You weren't sure if it was the alcohol to blame for the way you felt and how much your body responded back to his, but it was nothing you'd ever felt before.

“I’m gonna- baby, I’m so close,” you babbled, now shutting your eyes tightly, letting the tears streaming down the sides of your face as you mewled. He only huffed and hummed in response, keeping the same pace as he came down to your ear. In a way, you prayed this moment wouldn't end; the blissful enjoyment of making love to one another was so suffocating.

“M'gonna fill you up, keep ya nice n’ full” He whispered, letting out a grunt afterwards as his breath hitched. You had finally reached your breaking point as you had already once tonight beforehand. Your orgasm ripping through you as you shouted out, holding onto your lover for dear life as you began to spasm, your legs shaking slightly while still being wrapped around his large back.

Your own orgasm had sent him over the edge, now coming to a complete stop and placing all of his strength into burying himself deep into you, the head of his cock kissing your cervix as you groaned, feeling him twitch inside of you before quickly cumming inside of you.

You both laid there for a moment, your legs still around him as he was still buried deep in you as you caught your breaths. Cursing 'fuck' in unison as you both began to come down from your high before he pulled out, groaning as he did so. The two of you just laid there, looking into one another's eyes before he leaned down to kiss you, clearly exhausted.

He only moved over to the side, grabbing a large blanket that had been folded behind him from your previous laundry before throwing it over the top of you two. He rested his head between your breasts and kissed the area softly; you only smiled at him sleepily before wrapping your arms around his head.

Without even realizing it, you fell asleep almost immediately, praying things would smooth out in the morning.

They in fact, did not.

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➸ INTERESTS; - f!reader x aged-up! Neteyam/Lo’ak.

➸ BACKGROUND; - You’re sure he hates you, at least that’s what you repeat to yourself to calm your nerves whenever he stares at you. Especially when he shouldn’t draw a reaction out of you when you’re with his brother.

➸ WARNINGS; - wc. 5.2k, infidelity, curiosity, mentions of cheating, yearning, sexual tension, romantic tension, unhappy relationship, toxic relationship, uncertainty, mentions of sensitive mental health, mentions of sex, etc.

➸a.i; - 🌸my main navigation, uhhh not proof read.. also i created an account on AO3 and posted my fics from here on there already. the link is here. (kryptznnn)

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He makes a mental reminder to talk some “sense” into his younger brother later on in the day after he’s done with comforting you from yet another day of disappointment. Your head rested against his broad chest as you sob softly and listen to his heartbeat.

It’s wrong, at least that’s what you told yourself before completely collapsing into his arms after your so called “lover” has left you yet again to go off and do whatever he wastes his time doing. Today was meant for celebration and happiness between the two of you.

Of course you hadn’t told that to Neteyam but he already knew that. Today was your year anniversary together, and yet you were here and his brother was wherever on Eywa’s beautiful terrain. It pained him to see you in such an estate but he stayed quiet, just placing a hand on your back in attempts to soothe you quicker.

You were sure he hated you, you always come crying or furious at whatever his brother has done to you and he just stands there to take it all in, the two of you don’t speak much, you speak more with Kiri, but whenever the two of you do it feels so strange. It’s as if there’s something lingering in the air or a hidden message behind his words you can’t decipher and it kills you.

You can see it in his eyes now as you pull away from him, catching a quick glimpse at him before placing your head down and wiping your damp face quickly, placing an image in your head of what you could look like at the moment. He doesn’t say anything, he only watches you, his lips part as if to say something but nothing comes out.

His hand stays at his side, but he wants to reach out. He feels the need to do so, as if it’ll make things easier for him to rest his whirlwind of emotions. He wishes it was as easy to release his emotions on command like you did, cry when things felt unfair to him, lash out and break things or spar until he was bruised and bleeding from head to toe, but it wasn’t that easy.

It wasn’t easy to stay strong either, especially when the woman he’s longed for half of his whole life is standing right in front of him and there’s nothing he can do but stare. You’re not his to claim, he has no right over you, no title, no power, and it hurts.

He was sure nothing could’ve hurt him more than the wounds he suffered from his time with the Metkayina clan, and he was so wrong. When the bullet pierced through his skin it stung for so long, and overtime after he healed and slowed his movements his upper body became rigid and stiff, the wound began to close and the new skin and muscle became tight, leaving a nasty scar.

And regardless of what the scar reminded him of you never failed to compliment it when he came back home, came back home to you. You praised him for his bravery and the kindness you showered him with was unconditional, to him even though he was gone over a year you hadn’t changed at all, and he loved it.

He loved you.

Neteyam decided after so long of pushing things aside and placing his family and others first he’d place himself first, his desires and feelings, and when it all came down to one thing he was sure of it. He was in love with you, he couldn’t deny it or push it away, it was just how he felt.

He kept to himself as he always had, stealing glances at you longer than he should have, holding you longer than he should have been, even wasting time and coming home later than usual just to stumble upon the same path you had before.

It was comedic for him to say the least when he was enjoying dinner during Lo’aks’ birthday for his brother to announce he was interested in someone, and to his surprise that someone was also interested in him, to the point where his confession was accepted on that same day. His parents serenaded him and his siblings all shared giggles and stupid glances.

Even when Lo’ak pronounced your name Neteyam didn’t bat an eye, he didn’t haunt his movements, just continued to eat his food with a smile and a small nod. Your name sounded foreign on his lips, probably because Neteyam could already realize he pronounced it wrong.

He felt the same sting as he did when he was shot, but this time more rapid, more painful, more vulgar. It was larger, practically consuming his entire body and it was all his fault. He could see it in your eyes snd it killed him, as much as it pained him to look at the two of you he just couldn’t look away.

He knew he was a better option for you, you both did. He would’ve held you when he kissed you, not missing a spot on your perfect body. He’d fuck you better than his brother could, he would’ve made love to you, not just call it casual sex. He’d give you what you deserve and more, build a throne from his own hands if you hadn’t even asked for it.

He’d mate with you, start a family with you, whatever you’d want he’d give his life to make it happen. He was so infatuated with the idea of you it made him physically ill, restless nights in which he could only fall asleep by digging underneath his tewng as he moaned your name over and over.

There you were sitting with his brother, bashful smile plastered on your face as you batted your lashes 3 times. You’d only do that when you’re nervous, or how you’d pick at the skin of your thumbs when you’re overwhelmed from your own emotions as you listened to Lo’ak speak. Then you’d break out into laughter and slap his shoulder playfully before pulling him in for a sweet kiss.

It was passionate, so passionate to the point Neteyam believed he would’ve been sick if he continued to stare. Watching the two of you act as if no one else was besides you at the lakeside was draining, and maybe if he thought about it enough he would’ve lashed out, maybe even shed a tear, but his face was unmoved. He only turned his head to the other side after hearing his youngest sister call for his aid within the forest.

Now he was watching you wipe at your face several times, crossing your arms and looking to the side and biting the inside of your cheek. You’d only do that when you were embarrassed or ashamed.

He wondered if his brother knew that, if anything he wondered what exactly Lo’ak knew about you to have been with you for so long. Did his brother see you the same way he did to make him fall for you, and for you to be with him? The thought of the process made him feel sick to his stomach, he dropped his eyes down quickly, scanning the mossy floors beneath the two of you before you spoke.

“I’m sorry about this, it won’t happen again.” You spoke smoothly, your voice cracking slightly as you began. Neteyam’s eyes darted back to you, scanning your face.

Your lashes looked so much longer when they’re wet, and the redness in your eyes after so much crying and rubbing gave your face a sort of glow that would always make his stomach bubble. The gnawing and slight swelling of your lips made him to to kiss you and bite at them to mark them even worse, truly bring out the drained color from all over you.

“You said that before, and yet here we are.” He stated simply, both hands at his sides before he turned around to face his back to you. He was sure he was caught staring at you for too long and didn’t want to face you for whatever your response would be.

A pang of guilt was quick to hit your chest, your eyes darted off to the side. You thought to yourself what was best to do in a situation like this, but if anything you couldn’t just remain quiet.

“I apologize again” was all that was able to leave your lips, a slight quiver in your voice as if you were to cry again. Neteyam hadn’t moved, his body never faltered, not even a flick of his tail or twitch of his finger.

He hadn’t accepted the apology, and technically he hadn’t rejected it either. The two of you stood in silence for a while, assuming this short scene was over you only turned around and brought your thumb up to your mouth, biting at your nail silently as the grass crunches beneath you.

“Your relationship with him isn’t getting any better.” Were his words, and they made you completely stop in your tracks, not even walking two steps ahead. You smirked slightly at his words, unfortunately he wasn’t wrong, but it wasn’t that easy. You eventually hid your small smirk with a frown.

Maybe if this was different and maybe if he had understood your position he wouldn’t have prodded at the relationship. It felt too late to break off and start over again now, and Lo’ak had already rejected the idea so many times, even to take a break. It wouldn’t be easy with someone else who’d possibly put you through more than Lo’ak had.

There was a time and place the two of you argued so badly that you questioned whether or not you had ever even loved the man. You were smitten with him, the two of you were happy, you’d go out together eager to have your hands all over each other and make love to each other in the night.

Now you can’t remember the last time you hugged each other and meant it, or kissed his lips and let it linger for a while. You couldn’t even remember the last time he fucked you good enough, or fucked you at all.

Things like these were embarrassing to say aloud but they always floated at the top of your conscience. What’s worse is that you felt as if now you were placing two brothers against one another, and that wasn’t what you had implied to do at all, especially in such a short time period.

Lo’ak loved being in a relationship for its positives, not for all of the responsibility and mental maturity or baggage it came with. Unfortunately with that mindset you’d constantly be the one to pay the price.

Draining arguments, forgetting special days or fancy dinners, setting you aside or belittling you in front of others just to give him some edge off, he could’ve been caught in infidelity, but maybe that wasn’t true.

Maybe you were overdramatizing everything beyond your comprehension because you never had hold of the situation. Truly you never had control of anything with him, even when he had confessed to you and awaited your response, you truly never said “yes” to him, but you hadn’t rejected him either. Being the man he is he made the decision for you and the two of you have been on this adventure since.

“Okay” you responded in a hushed tone, raising your head up in hopes that Neteyam had heard you so you didn’t need to repeat yourself. You could hear as he made his way over to you, which made you turn swiftly only to be inches away from him yet again.

“Okay? That’s all you have to say?” He spoke, his voice raising in octave as he furrowed his brows. For some reason as if you could read him he didn’t seem angry with you or your words, more confused or dissatisfied.

“I already knew that, and I know things won’t change anyway. I’m sorry for bothering you. Again.” You spoke, bowing your head slightly before lifting it again, your head nearly grazing his chest. You heard him suck at his teeth and you swallowed, preparing yourself for his next words.

He hadn’t said a word, just looked off to the side, his previous dissatisfaction had now turned into anger and you took this as the opportunity to leave. Making your way to turn and walk away again he was quick to grab your wrist to sustain your movements and make you stay.

He pulled you in closer to him, your hand resting on his chest for support as you nearly toppled from being off balance. He parted his lips to speak, but paused for a moment before wetting them and locking his eyes with yours.

“Leave him” he said softly, his voice lowering a tone from his usual voice. It made you shudder at the sudden sound and the warmth from his breath fanning your face. His voice was completely different from his eyes, his eyes were pleading with you— begging you to do something you hadn’t dreamed of.

As if he was saying, “leave him to be with me” with just a look. At least that’s what you were telling yourself, and you sounded ridiculous, you looked ridiculous. You were with a man, more importantly his brother, and as many issues as there would have been you would stay loyal to him, at least for now.

If you can’t give him honesty or your true love anymore the least you could do is give him your respect and loyalty, it wasn’t hard to. Considering this man in front of you would have even thought or seen you of anything short of a woman would’ve blown your chance anyway.

He doesn’t like you, and you don’t like him, you lie to yourself. You find company in his resolve as everyone does as he’s the future Oloeyktan of your people, nothing else. He’s only telling you to leave his brother (as he has many times before) because it’s the only suggestion he has to offer.

There is no excess message, there is no tension, there is nothing between the two of you, at least there shouldn’t be. No relationship should be built between the two of you other than what his brother built for you two to use.

So you ignored the way your face and neck seemed to heat up suddenly at the gesture and phrase, and also ignored how your stomach seemed to drop. It hadn’t helped that Neteyam leaned his face in closer, your eyes on his lips and his eyes on yours, biting his own lips in the process.

Let Neteyam show you how a real man should treat a real woman. Ease into his touch and stand on your tippy toes, maybe even tip your head a bit to give him access to your lips, maybe your neck..

His other hand was quick to make way at your waist, and his hand had only been there at least once or twice before. Catching you when you fainted as children when you were ill and previously before when you had cried over Lo’aks’ fight with you over your future together.

You only stumbled back quickly, scowling at yourself for feeling gitty and excited at the sudden gesture. ‘He just wanted to hug me, possibly’ you told yourself to cool your nerves.

In all honesty you wish he would’ve leaned closer, which is a horrible thing to admit or even think about, but nothing could’ve stopped it. You swallowed again before speaking, head down and eyes at your feet.

“Thank you, I must go now.” And without a second you turned around and walked as normally as you could, quickening your pace the deeper you made it into the forest without missing a beat.

Neteyam hates you, at least he should. No man in their right mind would sit around and listen to a woman whine over lover problems, especially if they’re the brother to that ‘bad’ lover. If he did hate you, he had the best poker face to hide it, and his actions seemed even stranger.

Maybe he didn’t hate you, but after all it wasn’t like he was as close to like you either. You were sure of it, he only kept cordial and respectful to you because you’re with his younger brother. He must’ve been riddled with guilt earlier to make him do something so passionate or caring.

But his hands were so rough and large, larger than yours, his fingers longer too, how he cupped at your wrist and tightened his grip on your waist, squeezing slightly as if to test something. The entire thing made your stomach tighten again at the feeling and your ears warmer than usual.

He bit his lip, he looked into your eyes and bit his lip. He was tempting you he had to be, maybe it was all a test, in order to see where your strength or loyalty lies, even though you’ve been challenged and drained emotionally and mentally from the relationship.

Yes that’s all, it was just a test. At least now you know he definitely doesn’t hate you..

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A rough gasp escaped your lips as Lo'ak toppled over on top of you, slowly rolling over onto his side on your shared bed space and pressing a kiss at your shoulder. You smiled softly before turning to face him, wiping the sweat and wet hairs that clung to his forehead, the two of you out of breath.

"Told you I'd make it up to you" he teased, grinning from ear to ear. You only giggled softly, rolling your eyes at him as he chuckled. You pulled him into a passionate kiss, gasping as he wrapped his arms around your back, pulling you onto him. He took this invitation to slide his tongue into your mouth, to which you reciprocated with a moan.

You were quick to straddle him, already understanding what position this would've placed the two of you in. You pulled away first, gasping for air as saliva cut between the two of you, your naked bodies entangled with one another.

"You look so beautiful." Was all he said as he cupped your cheek softly, smiling up at you. The moment between the two of you was interrupted by a sharp knocking at the front of your hut, making you nearly fall off your lover.

You heard a voice call out for Lo'ak, before knocking again, making you quickly lift yourself off of him and collect your things off the floor and put your slim robes on. Your back was faced to Lo'ak the entire time but eventually he shouted out to give him a minute and you heard him rustling with his own things and opening the windows around.

You grabbed a robe you'd constantly wear in your shared cot before you made your way over to the entrance, raking your hair down with your fingers with a smile. You soon opened the flap to the entrance and greeted whoever it was with a smile, unexpectedly your breath was caught in your throat.

"Y/n.." Neteyam spoke in a hushed tone, you only glanced at him before letting him inside, your back colliding with someone's chest from behind you. You jumped slightly, startled that Lo'ak had already finished and was standing right behind you. He took note of your surprise and laughed, placing both of his hands at your sides before greeting his brother.

"Neteyam, how was training the boys of the village?" Lo'ak asked, walking further into the cot, Neteyam only frowned as he caught a quick glimpse of his brother's back, then to your face and collarbone. He only turned his head to the side and scrunched his face before speaking.

"It was alright, promising in most parts." He spoke smoothly, the faint smell of sweat going through his nose as the air from outside entered the mid-sized home. He earned a soft chuckle from his younger brother.

"Hopefully, they're easier to train and deal with than Tikal and I when we were their ages." He said, earning a small scoff from Neteyam, you turned to face him to see a small smile plastered on his face, you exhaled with a smile.

Your nerves seemed to relax as Neteyam answered with a hum as you made your way towards the small kitchen you had, washing your hands before tying your hair back.

"Any students of mine who would've acted like either of you would've had to report to our father." He chuckled, sitting down soundly beside his brother in the open space as you watched them.

You were quick to ask either party if they were hungry as you were preparing a small bowl of fruits to eat, to which they both responded with a soft no. You only nodded and smiled, continuing to prepare food for yourself as their conversation went in one ear and out the other.

You smiled as you looked over to Lo'ak, remembering your somewhat enjoyable and long afternoon with one another once he came back home. He apologized for upsetting you and made love to you to help you forget, and in all honesty, it had worked, somewhat.

You weren't as upset as you were earlier in the morning, and the afternoon was enjoyable enough between the two of you to enjoy an anniversary. Discomfort welled in your chest, but you turned it down deeper and deeper the more you ate, a small frown appearing on your face as you glanced over at Lo'ak.

He'd made love to help you forget; he didn't even have to try in order to cheer your spirits again. His apology didn't have even a quarter of effort in it, or at least not as much effort he placed into the sex he always had with you. It seemed more as if he used you to get over his own guilt than trying to actually help you with yours.

Your frown hadn't gone unnoticed by Neteyam, who glanced over at you tugging a smile at his lips, you hadn't even bothered to look at him before you turned your head entirely and brought your hands up to your face. Lo'aks' attention turned towards his brothers' sight as he heard the flap of his home open then close slightly.

"Moody as always" Lo'ak chuckled, shaking his head and turning back to his brother, who only raised a brow at him. "It'll be over it, she always has her constant mood swings." He added after, earning a hum as a response from his brother.

"You should treat her better." He said, earning a quick scoff from Lo'ak, who now began to glare at him. "She's not 'moody', she's hurting, if you were her mate you'd know that." He finished, rolling the last bit off to sound harsher than intended.

"You speak strongly as if you know her better than I do bro, lets not forget that she's with me." He laughed, placing his arm down on his knee before speaking again.

'Because I do know her better than you do', he thought. There wasn't a single thing he didn't know about you at this point. He might've known you better than he knew himself and what his priorities and favorite things are.

"Besides, we agreed on taking things slow, I'm not ready for the entire 'soul tie' that comes with mating and making tsaheylu, neither is she." He shrugged, sinking back onto the floor with a sigh. Neteyam only swallowed and looked around, anger and jealousy blossoming in his chest.

He didn't respond, but his thoughts were enough to read off of his face, if someone were to look at him. His brother was afraid of commitment and mating and yet had sex with you whenever he pleased?

You had been crying in his arms this morning complaining of how tired you were with Lo'ak, just to lay down with him hours later? Was sex the only way to solve the issues between the two of you when you fought? Was it even considered a relationship by how out of sync and troubled the two of you were?

A frown quickly appeared on his face, batting his eyes towards the flap entrance of the hut as he watched you step inside, no longer smiling. You walked over to the two men before stopping before Lo'ak, who layed on the floor, his eyes closed.

"Lo'ak." You spoke, your voice hoarse as you nudged at his side with your feet. He shot open his eyes and quickly sat up, looking up at you with a puzzled expression. "Your friends are waiting for you outside." Was all you added on before turning your back to him, your voice laced with anger. He only shot a look towards his brother and back over to you, smiling softly before standing up and bidding farewell to you both before stepping outside with his supplies.

Neteyam kept his eyes on your figure, the way you closed the flap of the hut and bonded it shut, your hands shaking in the process as you lowered your head. Soon you turned and made your way back over, standing in the small kitchen before speaking to him, your eyes everywhere else but in his.

"Do you need anything." You said, your question heavy, leaning more towards as a statement. He hadn't answered immediately, more concerned for your sudden change in attitude, but he soon took on your previous offer, wanting to eat with you to soothe the air.

You only prepared a meal to share between the two of you as you made your way to him, sitting down in front of him without a word. You hadn't bothered to pay any mind to him or look at him as the two of you spoke, until eventually he did.

"Do you want to speak on what's troubling you?" He asked, his eyes boring into your face to fish a reaction out of you, even a slight twitch at the face or a tightening of your jaw, which you did.

"No" you spoke, continuing to eat peacefully, your eyes lowered into your lap as you continued, earning a huff from him. You only rolled your eyes at the action before looking up at him, your hair loose and falling at the sides of your face. "What?" You shot out.

"What did he do this time to make you upset to the point where you won't speak. Even to me? Don't tell me it has to do with his friends that were outsid-"

"Do you know if Lo'ak is being unfaithful to me?" You interrupted, placing your bowl down and watching moves intensely. He nearly choked as he placed his food down, coughing with a shocked look on his face, puzzled before you spoke again. "A woman came here with Tikal, asking for him. She twirled her hair and batted her lashes as she did so at me, like she had known who I was, just didn't care." You added on, chewing another bite as you did so.

Neteyam was shocked beyond belief, he tried to open his mouth, to deny ever knowing or even thinking his brother would do such a thing. His mouth remained agape, thousands of questions spiraling around in his mind.

He had expected you to cry, collapse into his arms and sob loudly, so loudly he'd feel it in his lungs, and possibly cry along with you. He expected you to attack Lo'ak, not let him roam free with the woman who asked for him, but you just sat here, composed and collected.

It hadn't made sense to him at all, he was sure he had just interrupted a moment between the two of you earlier when he arrived, and all you could do was look at him. There it was, what made him gasp before he spoke, you smiled at him. You smiled at him in regards to his surprise and idled look at the situation.

"N-no, I didn't.... L-"

"I knew you didn't know, I was only teasing." You cooed, smiling at him before placing your hand over his. His demeanor was now shifting, from shock to pure confusion. "I've known for a while, I was just figuring out how to tell you without killing you, or for you to lash out at him." You said, placing his bowl of food back in his hands as you ate again. "Eat, it'll help with the shock."

What, no, why. Why was all of this occurring now and why did you wait until now to do it all. Why were you so okay with all of this when you had known for moments before, especially when the relationship between the two of you had been so fresh. Could it be that maybe..

"Do you not love him anymore?" He asked, his voice lowering an octave, he watched as you blinked at him twice. You looked off to the side as if thinking for a moment before you responded.

"I can't not love him, love isn't something that stops." You said with honesty, smiling again before starting again. "Love is just something that transforms, it can grow into hate, sorrow, or stronger. It could start off as friendship or romance and change into something else. The love you have for someone can't just die." You finished, looking up at Neteyam, his lips pressed into a thin line.

"Or it passes onto someone else.” He said, his voice sounding hopeful as he budded in closer to you, taking in your reaction. You only turned to the side hiding your bashful gaze at him. “Leave him” he repeated in the same tone as this morning.

“It’s not as easy as you make it to be.” You replied, shaking your head before standing and taking your bowl aside. Neteyam only followed before speaking again.

“Then I’ll do whatever I have to do to help you enjoy yourself.” He flattened, placing his bowl beside yours from behind you, his fingertips brushing against your skin.

You turned to face him, his face only inches away from yours. Your breath fanning his face as his did yours. It smelled sweet, and it felt warm, inviting, comforting, just like his touch which spread through your body, now grappling onto you.

If there was any word to describe how Neteyam felt now he’d use it, he’d use it and show you how you made him feel. He was so obsessed with you it became intoxicating, he couldn’t sleep without picturing you or dreaming of you, dreaming of a moment like this.

He didn’t need to know whether you loved him or not, quite frankly he didn’t care. If he was able to get any piece of you he could he’d gladly take it. He pried into your relationship with Lo’ak in a way he prayed to Eywa you hadn’t known, emotionally.

He was your support whenever you were too weak or unstable to handle anything else from his brother and in the worst way possible he enjoyed it. He hadn’t enjoyed watching you suffer, if anything it hurt him more than life itself, but knowing your first thought or feeling was to come rushing to him in order to have some sort of peace and relief with yourself made him smile.

It made him smile like he had right now, his eyes glazing over your now wide ones, glossy and curious as if testing him. Luring him in closer and listening to your heartbeat quicken.

“He may have wanted you, and has you… but I need you.” He breathed, his lips ghosting over yours before brushing against them slightly, a small gasp in rest of a moan escaping your lips as you grabbed onto his hands that were wrapped around you.

“And you’ll have me soon Neteyam..”

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Pierced

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➸ INTERESTS; - college nerd!armin x f!reader

➸ BACKGROUND; - short drabble of nerd!armin in university at a college party with his friends and others on a sunday.

➸ WARNINGS; - wc. 1k roughly, kissing, make-out mentions, grinding, dancing, teasing, arousal mentions, sexual attraction, romantic attraction, college party, tongue piercing , alcohol/drinking mentions, etc.

➸a.i; - 🌸my main navigation uh i got bored and nerd amin has been on my mind all day okay bye!! im still taking reqs atm and also idk if i should make a part 2...

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Maybe he was ill

No way that was the case, his health is in great shape, if not perfect. It's not like he hadn't been in a situation like this before, but everything felt different, or at least you made it seem that way.

Armin was never really new to anything; he'd never been a slow learner either. He caught onto a lot of things quickly, mainly in classes, or change in attitudes from his friends, even the difference in energy from his parents on some occasions. He had a thing for 'reading' people, and it seemed that his little trick had saved the itch in his body that's been there for nearly an hour.

Maybe it was the growth spurt he had gotten, or his piercing, but he was getting a lot of compliments and attention tonight, especially from you. The way you were dancing on him told him everything he needed to know, and how you dragged his lazy hands onto your hips drove him mad. He was sure even over the blaring and bumping music you could feel his heartbeat racing against your backside, but it didn't seem to bother him.

The tighter the small tent in his pants seemed to push out the harder it was for him to concentrate on anything else. As loud as the music was it seemed almost too quiet to drown out his thoughts. The way your perfume seemed to have a hand wrapped around his throat and how your eyes had that lingering look practically giving him permission to do what he's dreamed of before.

He's never been this eager for anything in his life, he thought. Not to receive a grade for any test or group project, not his diploma after graduation, not even waiting for his degree now. Or a confirmed group hangout at the end of the week after such shit lectures, all of that drained out of his mind while you leaned back into him, tilting your head back slightly to send him a cheeky smile.

He was quick to stop your lower body from grinding against him again, fear completely jumping at him. You still protested against him, the two of you making your way to the wall closest to the speakers on the side in the dark corner, watching others dance and drink as well. This was it, his life is over after this, he thought.

You were going to see his boner and declare him a creep, report him, get the party shut down and he would be sleeping in a cell tonight. His friends would think he's insane and distance themselves from him, maybe the only visitors he'd have would be his parents, if they wouldn't just disown him right after that.

He swallowed harshly, completely turning his attention away from you, letting go of the belt holes on your short jeans that rested at your waist as your backside sunk into him. He shut his eyes and bit his bottom lip, trying to think of anything to stop the tightness in his jeans.

For some reason they felt a size too small, like below his waistline couldn't breathe, or maybe he couldn't breathe. This was so shameful, and if he wasn't clouded in a daze he would've been disappointed in himself, but when you let go of the empty bottle in your hand to it clinking onto the floor as a gasp escaped your lips he almost cursed.

You didn't bat away, or find him gross and pull away, if anything you leaned deeper into him and let out a soft moan. It was quiet underneath all of the noise and music, but he heard it. If he hadn't known any better, he would've just dropped his pants right then and there.

Then he held back onto you, but before he could keep his grip on your hips firm you turned to him, mouth agape. He took in your full expression, flushed face, dazed hue and slightly sweaty face, your shirt seemed tighter, and your lip-gloss was still somehow intact. He exhaled so heavily, swallowing again and feeling his piercing bob around in his mouth before leaning down to kiss you quickly.

The friction between the two of you became hotter, one kiss leading to another, and now tongue being involved as you practically ate at each other whole in the corner, his piercing grazing over your lips and tongue every now and then sending a shiver down your spine. You were the first to pull away, gasping for air as your arms were wrapped around the back of Armin's neck.

It felt so hot in the room all of a sudden, the air feeling thicker than it was on the dancefloor with the two of you. You only smiled cheekily at him, bashing your lashes before looking off to the side to see if you had caught anyone's attention, and thankfully it didn't seem that way. With a quick tap at your side from him you turned back around to face Armin, eyes low and heavy as you looked at him intensely.

And for the first time ever when reading someone he blushed heavily, clearly reading the look in your eyes, practically begging him to have you for the night.

Skipping tomorrow's 9:30 lecture won't hurt him that badly.

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[kryptznnn]

i wanna write but my brain is too fried to continue old stories i wanna try someone new who should it b about 🙁

[kryptznnn]

Reblog if you want one of these in your ask box:

•A compliment

•A story

•Why you follow me

•A cute message

•One thing you want to tell me

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♛-Annoying

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➸ INTERESTS; - f!reader x unspecified m! lover

➸ BACKGROUND; - imagine w/ whomever (just a blurb/short write idea i’ve had on my mind for a long while now, just can’t pin it to one character)

➸ WARNINGS; - wc. roughly 400, sex mentions, teasing, kissing, moaning, fingering, orgasm mentions, unspecified character, etc.

➸a.i; - 🌸my main navigation

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Annoying is a word used often, especially a word he used often when it came to small simple things, or unnecessary conversation, even when it came to you.

Like right now, he was bothered to say the least but annoying fit his description better. There you were sprawled out onto the couch, nude from the waist down and yet your shirt was propped up and your breasts on display. He held both of your wrists over your head with one hand, while his over cupped underneath you, fingering you.

You watched as his brows furrow as his eyes gazed your face intensely. He hated what you were doing, attempting to silence yourself and make at least noise as possible, it’s exactly why he pinned your hands away from your face in the first place.

He loves hearing you moan and watching your face whenever the two of you are intimate. How you can’t look away from him and can’t stop peppering him with kisses, no matter how much he complains.

But here you were bitting your bottom lip in attempts to seal your sounds from him. It hadn’t worked, your breath was heavier than before and you could barely resist your movements. It wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle of course, he knew you were just attempting to get under his skin.

He leaned down just enough to feel your breath on his face, practically teasing you into a soft kiss before hovering above you again. He smirked sheepishly at you before sinking another finger into you, curling his fingers upwards as he watched your body spasm as you moaned loudly.

“I’ll just force it out of you baby.”

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hm: Sasuke Uchiha, Itachi Uchiha, Simon Riley, Suguru Geto, Kakashi Hatake, Nanami Kento, John Price, Jake Sully, Neteyam, Aonung, Shouta Aizawa, Katsuki Bakugo, Eren Yeager, Caleb (LADS), Sylus (LADS), etc.

✴🕷 please do not copy, plagiarize, edit, or translate any works submitted by me. all works are originated and all other pictures used within those works are online images. thank you!! @kryptznnn

[kryptznnn]

Welcome to the My Hero Academia Masterlist

♛= The crown implicates a smut story/series ahead!

♡= The heart indicates a fluff/common story/series ahead!

𑁍= The flower indicates an angst story/series ahead!

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Let’s begin ↴

Izuku Midoriya

"I was looking everywhere for you"

Izuku Midoriya Drabbles/Requests;

*coming soon*

Izuku Midoriya Oneshots;

*coming soon*

Izuku Midoriya Fanfics;

*coming soon*

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Katsuki Bakugo

"maybe you're not as weak as I thought, but I'm still stronger"

Katsuki Bakugo Drabbles/Requests;

♛-Could've Fooled Me

♡- Different

♡- Just A Really Sweet Friend

♛/♡- Take It Easy

♛-Hypnotized

Katsuki Bakugo Oneshots;

*coming soon*

Katsuki Bakugo Fanfics;

♡/♛-Patience I, II, III

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Shoto Todoroki

"it's best to just keep a distance"

Shoto Todoroki Drabbles/Requests;

*coming soon*

Shoto Todoroki Oneshots;

*coming soon*

Shoto Todoroki Fanfics;

*coming soon*

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Tenya Iida

"maybe if you get close enough you could be my class officer"

Tenya Iida Drabbles/Requests;

*coming soon*

Tenya Iida Oneshots;

*coming soon*

Tenya Iida Fanfics;

*coming soon*

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Denki Kaminari

Denki Kaminari Drabbles/Requests;

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Denki Kaminari Oneshots;

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Denki Kaminari Fanfics;

*coming soon*

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Eijiro Kirishima

Eijiro Kirishima Drabbles/Requests;

*coming soon*

Eijiro Kirishima Oneshots;

*coming soon*

Eijiro Kirishima Fanfics;

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Hanata Sero

Hanata Sero Drabbles/Requests;

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Hanata Sero Oneshots;

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Hanata Sero Fanfics;

*coming soon*

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Shota Aizawa

"Go on and help yourself, I ain't stopping you"

Shota Aizawa Drabbles/Requests;

*coming soon*

Shota Aizawa Oneshots;

*coming soon*

Shota Aizawa Fanfics;

♡/♛-It's Been A While 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

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- and more to come!

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[kryptznnn]

thank you for tragedy 2 it was 🔥😩🔥

aww i’m so happy you enjoyed it!!! let me know if you want anything else similar for any other char i’d be happy to write it !!! : )

[kryptznnn]

Hi love!! How have u been

hi anon!!! i’ve been okay. stressed over the new semester and midterms but things have settled now, i completely forgot abt this app and i feel so bad im so sorry😭.

i’m back and more active now!! i just posted a new drabble a couple of minutes ago and im working through getting at all the other things in my inbox/drafts but ill be working more on my discovery and all other master lists in the way

thank u for the check up love!!!

[kryptznnn]

♛-Sing for me

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➸ INTERESTS; - Dante Sparda x fem!reader

➸ BACKGROUND; - short blurb about Dante!! Haven’t gotten these ideas and stuff out of my mind since watching the new show.

➸ WARNINGS; - wc.roughly 1k, mentions of clubbing, nudity, alcohol, sex, smut, smut without a lot of plot, p in v, oral sex f!receiving, mentions of dancing, showering, shower sex, stripping, etc.

➸a.i; - 🌸my main navigation this might be one of my worst works yet idk whats wrong w me guys hopefully i'll edit/revamp it soon since it's so short

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If the concept of being intoxicated without alcohol was true that would perfectly describe Dante as of now.

The way you came home to him after your shift at the bar and sank into his arms told him everything he needed to know. The faint scent of marijuana and alcohol being masked in your favorite perfume, the way your hair framed your face, and how your makeup had been smudged a bit spoke for itself.

That was a common scenario between the two of you, some workdays were good and some were bad. It was practically the circle of life playing at hand, but regardless the two of you had one another to rely on to cheer on each other’s mood.

“You’re back later than usual.” He spoke, caressing the side of your head softly before you slowly got up and made your way to your shared room.

“One of the dancers had a bad time and quit on us. So, there were more people getting drinks than watching the show tonight.” You spoke in response, itching your scalp shortly before making your way over to your dresser looking for pajamas.

“It was so insane; we were so short staffed on dancers one girl had to go for 2 songs and Enzo had baristas dance too.” You laughed, shaking your head at the thought of it all, quickly grabbing your clothes and slowly standing upright.

You were shortly blocked between making your way to the bathroom by Dante, leaning on the door frame in front of you as he raised a brow.

“Did you dance?” He asked you, his arms crossed as he waited on a response, only earning a scoff and laugh in response as you shook your head pointing to your appearance.

“Do I look like I’ve been stripping tonight? I’ve got alcohol stains on my clothes, and I definitely wouldn’t be putting on a show half nude for dozens to see. I’d need a whole glass of the strongest thing we’ve got in that damn place.” You joked, slightly moving Dante to the side as you walked past him and made your way into the bathroom, placing your clothes down on the sink counter.

“Well, you certainly know how to put a show on for me right?” He said, following right behind you into the bathroom with a grin on his face, making you roll your eyes with a smile and shooing him off.

“Bye, let me shower in peace” you joked, laughing at him as he raised his hands in defeat and closed the bathroom door as he left. You only shook your head and removed your clothes, putting your shower cap on and making your way into the shower as the water heated up.

You hadn’t even been in the water for long before hearing the curtains move slightly against the rod, hearing a familiar light whistling from behind you. You smiled to yourself as you felt the hot water drench your entire body as Dante wrapped his arms around you.

“Did you soap yourself already?” He asked from behind you, earning a soft “no” in response from you to which he smiled too. “Good” was all he responded before kissing the top of your head softly, even with the shower cap on.

The two of you stood in silence for a moment, the loud sound of what felt like rainfall coming from your shower-cap deflecting the water from above. You only placed your hands over Dante’s arms slowly, sinking into his body from behind you.

“I missed ya today, like a lot” he confessed, to which you shook your head and smiled. He always said this whenever you went to work, it was cute to say the least. You enjoyed coming home to someone who made everything feel worthwhile.

“I missed you more D.” You replied with a smile, feeling his grip loosen around you before he placed kisses on your shoulder and neck, lowering his hands to yours and squeezing them gently.

With the more he pushed into you the more wet he become from the shower head, his hair being the first along with the rest of his body as he slowly pushed you against the shower wall. Now he had his hands on your waist, turning you around to face him as he continued to pepper you with kisses along your collarbone and your throat.

Your body jolted slightly, laughing as he tickled you slightly before he came face to face with you, kissing you passionately, his hands never leaving your body. Your arms were quick to wrap around his shoulder as he picked you up, letting your weight rest against the shower walls and his hips before he knelt down holding you up.

Dante wasted no time in pleasuring you, resting the back of your thighs onto his shoulders as he held you ass up against the wall with his head buried in between your legs. He latched onto you like a fish on a hook, his tongue practically exploring all spots on your clit without letting go.

Your moans grew louder and more ragged the more he let on; you attempted to grab onto whatever you could around you. His wet hair, the wet shower walls, or your breasts, nothing could entirely prepare you for the orgasm that was approaching.

With the water from the shower head spraying onto Dante’s back, or his breathing from his nostrils tickling your skin you weren’t sure what it was you were feeling, but soon enough it all came to a stop when he pulled his head back.

You pet his hair softly with a whine, wishing he had continued to at least let you enjoy the entire experience. He only smiled at you with his bright eyes, licking his lips before standing back up again to smile at you.

“You sure I can’t get a little show from you now?” He asked, letting your legs wrap around his hips before he aligned himself and entered you slowly, moaning in unison as he inched himself in deeper.

“Look at me baby” he said, watching as your head lifted up to look at him before kissing you again. “You look so pretty” he cooed, his pace quickening now, loud and wet enough for the two of you to hear. Your entire body felt hot, overcome with embarrassment, flushed was an understatement, but that feeling was quick to break once you felt the amount of pleasure coming from him.

You were focused to say the least, focusing on lasting longer than before for the both of you and making as least noise as possible, occasionally covering your mouth just for Dante to remove it.

“Stop doin' that babe” he complained, his brows furrowed as his pace became even harsher, scanning your flushed face as you shook your head with a whine. He moans into you again before kissing you as he holds your hands down by your sides.

“I don’t have a lot of space to dance for you D” you moaned, chuckling after as you placed your hands on his shoulder. He only kissed you in response, holding onto you as he thrusted into you slowly, teasing you as his breath was hot and heavy on your skin.

You whined as a complaint, earning a chuckle from him before he quickened the pace slightly. His moans light as yours became louder, before biting your bottom lip in a way to silence himself.

He only lowered his head to your side, the water from above now spraying the both of you before a spoke again in a hushed tone. His breath fanning your ear making you jump slightly as you pressed your eyes shut to favor the moment.

“Yeahhh but I can definitely get you to sing for me can’t I beautiful?”

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✴🕷 please do not copy, plagiarize, edit, or translate any works submitted by me. all works are originated and all other pictures used within those works are online images. thank you!! @kryptznnn

[kryptznnn]

i’m so sorry guys i might be one of the most inactive writers on this platform omg😭😭😭 i’ve gotten ill so badly this week with no idea what it is but i swear ill post by the middle or end of this week, i just have constant shit sitting in my drafts 💔.

also thank you for 350+ followers omg i’m so happy so many ppl like my works🩶

[kryptznnn]

Hiya!

I hope you're doing well

I had sorta of a specific request fem! reader x Bakugo first time (nsfw)? Reader and Bakugo known each other since middle school and hated each other's guts but then in the first year of ua thing start to change... Like a enemies to rivals to lovers thingy

And they confess to each other a day before the final war

Now it's several months after that and when Bakugo takes reader for hiking on the weekend but then end up having their first time in the hot springs?

Sorry if it's too much! Thankss!!❤️✨

♛/♡- Take It Easy

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➸ INTERESTS; - aged up! katsuki bakugo x f!quirk-using reader

➸ BACKGROUND; - (requested submission) Before the final war, Katsuki had made you promise to him your safety and future with one another, and you did. It wasn’t expected for either of you however for you to end up in a coma after the battle. After waking up you hadn’t expected everything to take a turn for the better so quickly.

➸ WARNINGS; - wc.5.8k, mentions of memory loss, comatose mentions, reader in a hospital patient, fast recovery, angst, fluff, kissing, vacation mentions, smut, p in v, orgasm mention (both f and m), etc.

➸a.i; - im so sorry this is so late oh my god, ive been going through lots of loads but im bulldozing through other works!! bare w me!

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“I love you”

The words echoed in your mind as you sat in your hospital bed, accompanied by concerned family. For the first time ever possibly, you saw your father cry, he never did. The entire situation just an hour ago was intense and very emotional, you hadn’t even known, but apparently you were in a coma.

And not for a short period of time, because when you had asked if it was for a week or a month your mother only scoffed before crying again. Your father was the one to break the news to you saying it had been nearly over half a year. You felt your heart race and breathing begin to quicken when you heard his words, quickly lunging for your phone that had been handed to you and checking the year.

You began to cry, harder than before now when you realized what had happened. After the battle you were fatally injured, but all of your wounds were long healed now, even the scars were faded, but over half a year of your life had been gone. Your family, your friends, birthdays, holidays, memories, all of it had gone to waste.

After your settlement and small discussion with your family you couldn’t help but think about your friends, or more importantly Katsuki. His confession and promise still ringing in your head as before as you sat off and stared into space.

It’s been over half a year, maybe things have changed even more than you thought. He could’ve moved on or even forgot about all of you and everything that had happened. Either that or he was too embarrassed to even see you. A frown quickly appeared on your face as you gripped your covers softly.

Your family immediately took sign of your reactions but before anything else could be said or done, a nurse had soon walked in saying everything had been cleared and you were free to go. As you prepped yourself and changed your clothing you had felt your phone buzz in your pocket, but you hadn’t paid it any mind and continued on with your night.

You helped your family pack the car as majority of your stuff was with you in the room until you had woken up. In all honesty after hearing half a year has passed you were surprised you were still alive, let alone that no one had given up on you during your time period of being here.

As you were on the road with your parents you asked them about it, they had responded saying that over the months you had progressed. Slight movements or even weak speech, and they knew that they still had a shot with you. It was more of you being lost within your own mind during the period, and the possibility of your quirk keeping you in a comatose like state out of fear.

That made sense for a moment, at least satisfactory towards you. As you pulled your phone from within your pocket you had also been given back your old headphones, smiling as you connected them to your phone before playing music. As you went through your phone with messages or social media you were surprised to see hundreds of messages and notifications all in your favor, entirely overwhelming you.

You made it your mission for this week before going to bed every night to speak to each and every single one of them. Speaking of what had happened and that you were back to your full potential and thanking them for their prayers and support over the months. Some of them cried and wanted to immediately come and visit you, but you informed them already that you’d have to clear that with your parents first as they didn’t want you to be too overwhelmed.

After some time had passed you looked over the contact on your phone, hesitating to call you. You had hundreds of missed calls from him, and you wondered why if he knew where you were. Katsuki knew you were in the hospital and your parents never seized to speak of how he would leave his classes just to spend time with you here.

Apparently the first time you seemed responsive in the hospital he was there, and they had seen him smile for the first time. He would read to you, play music for you, and even just speak about his day. Everything hit you as hot flashes or blurs, and you weren’t exactly able to pinpoint the voice to the face from those long nights.

It was slightly surprising to say the least, no one had taken him as the romantic or caring type. Well, you knew he was, that’s what he had told you when he confessed to you before the war, as you did to him. Maybe it was his own way of coping with what had happened, the promise you shared with one another played back in your head.

"I’ll be waiting for you after all of this, I promise I’ll be safe, don’t cry.” He spoke to you, wiping your face slightly before smiling and leaving you behind with the other girls. Now here you sat in your room after half a year from then, different bedsheets and stuffy air, pressing ‘call’ on his contact list.

You listened to your phone ring for a while before checking the time at the top left corner, immediately hanging up once you realized how late it had been. Since the two of you were young, he never slept late, always an early bird. He hated how much you’d lecture and bully him about it calling him a grandpa, and he was always quick to insult you in return.

It was funny honestly thinking back to it all, the two of you seemed to despise one another in middle school, quick to throw insults and even get into physical fights where you’d have to be separated. Over time as you two matured and entered high school it wasn’t missed how the atmosphere seemed the change, your friend groups merging as you two had genuine priorities instead of just messing around with one another.

As much as you tried to avoid him it seemed nearly impossible, the universe going against your wishes and placing the two of you in situations almost constantly. Eventually the two of you had gotten closer and kept the label as friends, and surprisingly Katsuki was the first to come to you, mature enough to apologize for the past and all that’s happened between you two.

You too had apologized for your actions, knowing you were a handful and far from perfect when you were caught on a bad day. It seemed almost so sudden afterwards you couldn’t help but feel an attraction towards him, or possibly the attraction you had prior becoming stronger and transforming into something neither of you had expected.

At first when the others joked and placed the two of you together as a couple for pranks it bothered you, you would deny immediately and move on towards different things as Katsuki only got angry. Sooner than later as the jokes became more and more the two of you had just stopped arguing and defending it, as you thought he stopped because he was tired of it.

For someone who could argue for hours he sure seemed quiet towards the allegations of any romance or crushing happening between the two of you. You would only look away feeling your face warm slightly as you listened to your friends' troubling words, laughing afterwards to look over at Katsuki, who wore a small smile on his lips, only for you.

You tapped your knee before deciding to send him a text instead, hopefully able to read it when he woke up. As you began to type your mind wandered over what might’ve happened over the past year. If anyone had moved or gotten together, maybe by some miracle graduated early and continued with their training to become heroes.

[You: Hey, I know you’re asleep, when you wake up call me? I’m back home now and you’re the only person I haven’t had the chance to talk to]

You reread the message before hitting send, ensuring that was probably the most formatted message you could send. It was also similar to the same things you had said to others on the phone or in text messages to those that couldn’t stay on the phone.

You quickly got ready for bed afterwards as you charged your phone and said your goodnight to everyone before heading off. Surprisingly you fell asleep rather quickly than before, now dozing.

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You awoke to your mother knocking on your door and waking you up. You sat up groggily as you heard her words, slightly slurred in your ears but she ended up repeating herself as you took your covers off.

“You have a visitor, they’re waiting for you downstairs, and also pack a bag, you’ll be on a trip for a while.” She said before waving you off and closing the door to give you privacy.

You cursed mentally thinking of how random the scenario sounded. You had just been discharged a little over 24 hours ago and now you’re going on a trip? It all seemed so sudden to you but to your mother it seemed as if she had already known and everything was planned.

You only shrugged it off and went to the bathroom you had familiarized yourself with before preparing yourself. You soon got ready and washed up before making your way back to your room and began packing. You packed your old clothing, makeup, anything a girl could for any trip imaginable into a suitcase and carry-on bag. Grabbing your other essentials such as your chargers and wallet leaving them in the outside pockets before making your way into the living room.

As you were lost in thought you checked your messages, eager to see who had answered you, or more specifically if Katsuki had. To your dismay he hadn’t, only leaving your message on seen early this morning around 7. You checked the time before announcing your presence in the kitchen, 11:27am.

“Good morning, I wasn’t sure what you wanted me to pack so I kind of packed everything? I got a bathing suit too just in case.” You mentioned awkwardly looking at your suitcase that had dragged behind you before looking into the kitchen to see your mother. She only nodded and pointed towards the dining room, making you leave your bag behind as you peered behind the wall to see your father sitting down chatting with someone.

“Katsuki…” you breathed in disbelief when you saw the familiar haircut of the boy. He turned his head quickly, cutting off your father before immediately pushing back his chair and pulling you into a hug you tightly. To which you hugged him back and practically sobbed into his shoulder, as you quickly pulled back and wiped your face you cupped his face with your hands, examining him.

He had so many new scars you had never seen before, or any that you would remember for the most part. It was so good seeing him, it felt as if you two had spent a lifetime apart. Being around one another since middle school hadn’t helped the fact you were gone for so long either. He wore a sad smile on his face as he looked at you, his hair was different, the same color but he must’ve had an undercut from where you were standing.

Whatever it was it suited him, he’s changed so much and yet so little in just barely a year. You knew it wasn’t the same for you though, if anything from the time you spent in the hospital you had definitely shed a few pounds and your hair had grown longer, not being able to get as much nutrients as you had when woken.

“You haven’t changed, at all.” He spoke, keeping his hands at your sides as he examined your figure and face, you only shook your head and smiled before pointing to the large scar on his cheek.

“I could heal this for you, you know? Don’t have to keep it forever, it changes your face so much.” You spoke as you rubbed it slightly, he shook his head and ushered you to take a seat beside him, your breakfast already being there. You obliged and sat down beside him taking a bit of the food in front of you before he spoke.

“Nah, I like it this way. Plus, everyone else thinks it makes me look badass.” He spoke, nodding to himself out of approval, you only laughed at him, covering your mouth as you ate. Without you even realizing your parents had both left the area, possibly going to the living room or their bedroom who knows.

You finished your food quickly as you listened to Katsuki speak of everything that had happened with him over the past year. He made sure to fill in every detail and not leave out anything, seeing your confused, upset, excited, or disgusted expressions at his words, smirking at each of them.

As you cleaned yourself up and listened to his plans, he had spoken to your parents prior. For when you were discharged, he wanted to take you out properly to celebrate with you, as he had planned too after the battle, but was unable too because of your condition. The dots clicked in your head as to why your mother had asked you to just now pack everything you could as you had a surprise awaiting you.

Till now it was still a surprise, as Katsuki refused to reveal the destination of where you two were headed after you said your goodbyes to your family. You two shared excessive conversation the entire trip, only taking a little under an hour to arrive as he took the highway.

You had been in his car before, only once a twice before hand after his small confession between the two of you. He had taken you out several times, the two of you enjoying the time together, however now felt different. You knew how much had changed, but you just didn't expect you'd been out for so long.

You appreciated how much he tried to take your mind off of it when you confessed how you really felt, feeling as if you lost a large piece of yourself. He never failed to make you laugh and feel as if nothing had changed between the two of you, and honestly it hasn't.

After his confession just days before he had gotten matching necklaces for the two of you. You loved to ridicule him on it, never taking him for the sappy type or extreme lover type of person, but you could see how honestly. Deep down under that tough layer of attitude and hardships was just a caring man, and you appreciated everything he had done. He wasn't afraid to hide it either, he confessed it as he held it between his fingers showing it to you as he drove.

The only time it wasn't out for all to see was when he was out on his minor hero duties, tucking it within his uniform as a safety precaution. By some miracle during the battle, you had kept yours, expecting it to be lost in battle. It stayed on until now, and you fidgeted around with your own as he showed you with a smile before looking out the window to the side, watching the sunset as several colors mixed into the sky.

He opened the window for you, but not entirely. You closed your eyes and rested partial of your head and arm against the window as you felt the wind blow into your hair. It felt peaceful, it was peaceful, you were having so much fun and couldn’t wait for what was in store later on in the day once you arrived at your destination.

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"You brought me to a springs resort?" You asked, stepping out of the car raising a brow as Katsuki stood at your door, closing it behind you. He only nodded before going over to the trunk of his car and opening it.

"Yeah, but we'll be doing plenty of stuff this week, wanna get you back in your vibe n' have some fun." He spoke, now getting both your suitcase and bag along with his own, holding them in each hand. You were quick to take your luggage from him as he complained about it, before locking his car and speed walking ahead of you.

You only laughed a small while and followed right behind him, listening closely to his small conversation with the receptionist. You watched him pull out a card that you hadn't recognized before thanking the receptionist and quickly locking arms with you before walking off.

You raised a brow at him as the two of you made it over to the room number you were sure to memorize from the receptionist's words, '163'. You still couldn’t wrap your head around everything that’s happened to you in just the past two weeks from waking up from the hospital.

It was a lot to deal with, and you were surprised with just how well you were handling it. You’d heard of others and even seen movies of how people were after waking from a coma, losing memories, constantly fatigued, practically shifting into a different person, and yet here you were, stronger than ever. Maybe it was your quirk helping you with the most of it, but you felt fine, better than fine, you felt perfect.

Although times have changed and you’ve missed out on a lot of things, to Katsuki you were always there. Even if he was tired throughout his worst days of training or duty, he’d still stop by the hospital just to talk his feelings out.

You admired that about your relationship, the two of you weren’t all loud and public, because that didn’t matter. What mattered was how you too felt about one another and didn’t let anyone come between you two. Katsuki wasn’t a vocal person; he wasn’t the type to be out there or express himself all the time.

He was more of a physical person, the definition of ‘actions are louder than words'. He was never afraid to hold your hand or stick close to you wherever the two of you were, and you loved it. Like right now, how his hands were full as he held luggage from the car and the key to open the door and yet still kept his arm linked with yours.

He let you walk in first and was quick to follow behind you, placing the bags down by the door side and following in your steps. You took time to scan the room before turning to him quickly, a wave of dizziness hitting you before you hunched over holding your head.

He was quick to come to your side, his hands holding your shoulders and ushering you to side down. He knelt in front of you as you sat, caressing your cheek with a hand before placing it on your forehead with a frown.

You quickly swatted his hand away, rolling your eyes and scoffing. Irritation was quick to come flooding into your chest, you were perfectly fine. You’re here for vacation, not to be babied, there’s no way this was happening now of all times.

“I’m fine, I just missed my step.” You said, earning a raised brow from Katsuki, who now sat with his legs crossed in front of you while your legs were planted on the floor from the edge of the bed.

“You missed your step because your dizzy, that move was too quick for you, js take it easy.” He spoke, tapping your knee before getting up to get the bags in front of the door. You only watched him with a slight frown, maybe this vacation wasn’t going to be as much fun as you thought.

You were going to get up, but hesitated, anxiety slowly replacing the irritation in your chest from earlier. You wanted to help, especially with your own bags, even as Katsuki insisted, he had everything handled, it wouldn’t kill him to have a little help.

You only sat there in your thoughts, debating as you chewed on the inside of your cheeks. Initially you gave up with a sigh, now laying flat back down on the bed with a thud, causing Katsuki to perk his head up.

“I’m surprised you haven’t said anything about there only being one bed.” He spoke, you only turned your head and smiled softly, listening to him as he walked out of the bathroom and began checking the drawers in the room.

“I was going to say something before I toppled over.” You spoke in honesty, closing your eyes as you did so. It was the only reason you had turned around so suddenly, prepared to make a joke out of it before the situation escalated far from what either of you two had expected.

You heard shuffling from your side before feeling the bed sink as he sat next to you. You turned your head to look up at him with a smile, to which he returned the favor. Just as you did so a thought popped up in your head that you had no choice but to say aloud.

“Sorry for not being there for your birthday.” You said in a joking manner, nudging him in efforts to laugh with you as you began giggling. You soon stopped and looked at him with a look of regret when his smile formed into a straight line, now turning his head to look at the wall.

Honestly, if he were to speak on the situation, he wasn’t sure if he would be more hurt to see your reaction if he told you what happened or just remembering it all together. Whatever outcome was to show he was sure he wasn’t going to say even a word of everything.

Throughout the whole day you had always asked him how he was doing, and now he was happy, perfect even. He had gotten back the one thing that he couldn’t fathom losing, his mother had always spoken of how some people grieve differently and he never understood until your accident.

Katsuki hadn’t grieved, whether distance relatives who passed which he had to attend their funerals, or past pets that’ve run away, he never grieved. He was so quick to channel any other emotion he was feeling into rage that he wasn’t sure what to do with himself while you were gone.

His parents asked him countless times what he wanted for his birthday, whether it was a new car or anything they could afford. Just to cheer him up they even mentioned having a party or getting his favorite kind of cake, but when his response to what he wanted was you they could only turn to one another with a frown.

For the first time in all of his years of celebrating his birthday he cried. He wasn’t sure as to why he couldn’t stop, but whenever you came to mind, he just couldn’t help it. His entire room was filled with you, framed pictures you’d placed on his dresser, or the shoes and hair ties you’d purposely leave, all of it stayed in his room, always left untouched. Not to mention the fact alone that he went on to call your phone countless times just to hear your voicemail.

That day was also one of the first times he hadn’t come to visit you where you rested, and the guilt nearly ate him alive. It broke his mothers' heart to see her only child this way, and it hurt even more knowing she couldn’t console him and say everything would be alright when she herself didn’t even know if it was true.

So, he decided to close all of it off, not let it go and erase it, there was no erasing it. It was easier holding onto you now and pushing to move forward than hold onto the past of everything that’s happened. He knew all couples went through situations that would impact their relationship, but if strong enough they’d overcome it, that’s simply what’s happening now.

“It’s okay” he spoke, his voice hoarse as he stood up to look outside, seeing that it was getting late as the colors of the sky were drained. He turned to you, now sitting up on the bed remembering his plans for the night. Thankfully the two of you had eaten before arriving here, completing the easiest task before this one.

“Are you okay?” You asked, now getting out of the bed with caution as you made your way up to Katsuki, opening your arms to offer a hug. He cocked his head to the side before smirking at you, leaning over to embrace you before kissing your cheek.

“Did you pack a bathing suit? Got something I wanna show ya’.” He spoke, grinning at you as he pointed out the door, you only nodded to his question, curiosity now gnawing at your brain. “Go in the bathroom and put it on, I’ll wait for you.” He spoke cheerfully you only nodded awkwardly as you went to do so.

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You were currently walking blindfolded with Katsuki in front of you, or at least you hoped he was. He was holding your hand tightly as he walked slowly, ushering for you to not remove your blindfold. It was cold, and not just because you were wearing your two-piece bathing suit, but because of the cold air that blew from behind you. You could practically feel the goosebumps ridden all over your skin.

"Y'know I had planned this to be a hiking trip, but I didn't wanna take any risks with ya'." He spoke, now placing both of his hands on your shoulders and standing from behind you before removing your blindfolds. "So, we're choosing the safer option tonight." He finished, watching your reaction as you opened your eyes to see the hot springs in front of the two of you, and surprisingly vacant.

He had explained everything to you in order to calm some of your nerves down, this was simple and sweet, he had planned everything out since before the great battle, but the aftermath pushed back everything. Even so, when he woke up in the middle of the night to see a missed call from you and his other friends texting him about your status, he was quick to rebook his reservation and pay everything off late and let your parents know it early morning.

He was sure this was a perfect idea, it was safe, and the water was warm, of course it was safe, anywhere with him was safe. He too had never let go of your hand, only intertwining your fingers with one another as he smiled at you softly, pulling you deeper into the water until the warm waves clashed against your shoulders and his torso repetitively with your actions.

"You look so beautiful" was all he said, you smiled widely and looked off to the side, nodding as a 'thank you' and placing your hands on your arms crossing them before undoing it as your bathing suit strap loosened and fell. You were quick to toss it back over your shoulder properly before Katsuki took notice of it, raising a brow.

"Sorry, it's kind of loose on me, I haven't worn it in... a while." You hesitated, chewing on the inside of your cheeks as you thought back on everything. It wasn't surprising that in the time that had passed you'd lost weight, but even before hand you hadn't really liked speaking or boasting on your body, now it felt as if things were unfamiliar to you, and you weren't sure how to handle it.

"I'll fix the straps for ya, js' turn around." He spoke, positioning himself upright against one of the rocky walls behind the two of you. You only nodded and obliged, fixing yourself properly against him as you held onto the top of your bathing suit, looking away at anything to ease your mind of the tension that circled you two.

It was normal to have tension, you two were a couple, this is a couple thing. You took a deep breath, exhaling softly as you felt Katsuki's fingertips brush against your back and shoulders, adjusting your straps. He was gentle and his hands were warm, relieving you of the previous goosebumps you had. He had moved your tied hair to the side, gently placing his hand over your neck in a swift movement before lowering himself to kiss you on your upper shoulder, making you shudder slightly.

You gave in of course, being taken by surprise before but now relaxing a bit in his hold, he was quick to lower both hands now, embracing you from behind. You smiled to yourself softly as you closed your eyes and rested your head back on his chest, feeling him press a kiss on the top of your head before speaking.

"I missed you, a lot." He said, you chuckled a bit and shook your head at his words, feeling flattered he felt that way and that you were able to make him feel that way. Honestly if you were to travel back in time to you 10 years ago there was no way you would've expected to get this far with Katsuki, then again here the two of you are.

"Careful, your extra soft sweet spot is showing, thought you wanted everyone to know you're badass." You spoke with a smile, hearing him scoff at your joke as you laughed, he only held you tighter before speaking again.

"I feel more comfortable with you" he said with a sigh, making you frown slightly with sadness. You only turned to him and flashed a smile, letting the guilt that sat heavily in your chest die down as you brought your hands up to his face and caressed it.

"I'm not going anywhere, I swear it." You said sternly, nodding as you looked into his eyes, he only smiled and turned his head to the side, kissing your hand. Without any hesitation he leaned down to kiss you passionately, and you nearly immediately gave in, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck to pull him in deeper.

He was quick to respond, lowering his hands that were wrapped up around your back lower, underneath your bottom in a way to saddle you up. You jumped slightly and slowly, the water slowing your movements, but it was just enough to get you into his arms and up on him as the two of you continued to exchange kisses.

You were the first to pull away, locking eyes with him as you caught your breath, as he did his as he placed you down back into the water smoothly. You watched as he diverted his eyes, not wanting to make eye contact with you, you quickly followed his face and stood in front of him, smiling and nodding to him.

"Are you sure you're ready?" He asked, his face covered in worry and concern to what you two were speaking of, taking things to the next step. You replied back to him with a firm answer and nodding with a smile again, kissing his cheek as a way to calm him a bit.

Oh, and trust it definitely worked, because as of now he had you pinned against the rocky walls underneath him as your moans echoed in the corner against the warm waves bouncing between the two of you. Your arms were flapped over his shoulders as he kissed your face all over, kissing the corners of your mouth trying to get you to kiss him again as you were distracted, focusing on trying to make this moment last longer before your second orgasm of the night began to build up.

You were also attempting to be as quiet as possible; it wasn't easy when Katsuki was purposely trying to fish noises out of you, angling your hips higher to thrust into you over and over again, grunting into your ear. You were hot and sticky, and your heart felt as if it was bursting out of your chest from such a euphoric moment you haven't went through before.

You were unaware of how much time had passed by but honestly, you wish you could stop time itself just to stay in this moment. Katsuki was so sweet with you, practically babying you through your previous orgasm and doing the same this time, he was so full of passion like you've never seen before.

The pit of your stomach began to tighten again as you dug your fingernails into the sides of his arms and shoulders as he penetrated you, the faint sounds of your sticky flesh clapping against one another echoing against the rocky walls.

"Kats... slow down, I-"

"Easy, easy, you close? I got ya'" He cut off, kissing the side of your face quickly before reaching one of his hands down towards your clit, rubbing it in a circular motion against the water. Your moans grew louder, now clashing your head down against his collar bones feeling your head spin and the heat between your legs get worse.

It hadn't helped that you two were in the water, it had splashed against your clit and nipples numerous times and every time felt more overwhelming than the last. There it was, that heat getting higher and higher with the coil getting tighter and tighter in your abdomen, without a second thought you threw your head back, just an inch away from hitting the rock walls.

It was written all over your face how unstable you had become, how close you were, Katsuki could read it all over your face the same way you could see the same expression on his face. He looked so handsome to you, his eyes shut tight as if trying to concentrate on his own orgasm.

Wrong, he was focusing on holding it in, not wanting to reach his peak before you. He had already taken two breaks before to try and stop the buildup, but he was so tired, his body was giving out, he was certain he wasn't going to last a minute longer. He was right about that, because right after you reached your climax only a few seconds after he was quick to pull out of you, groaning loudly into your shoulder as his body jerked forward.

It had taken a while for the two of you to catch your breath, yours a little longer than Katsuki, making him worry somewhat before coming down from his high. There wasn't a moment shared afterwards between the two of you where there wasn't any skin-to-skin contact, and you loved it.

"Let's finish this night in the bedroom don't you think?"

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♛/♡ -Tragedy II

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➸ INTERESTS; - aged up!neteyam x omatikayan f!reader

➸ BACKGROUND; - Love at first sight doesn’t exist, everyone knows that. There’s attraction, reaction, and understanding someone to call something love. Neteyam wasn’t sure what it was that he felt for you, but whatever it was, he didn’t want it to end.

➸ WARNINGS; - wc.6.5k, mentions of heat cycles, rejection, one sided love, unrequited affection, kissing, fluff, smut, p in v, fingering, ejaculation consumption, teasing, dominant fem lead, clouded judgement, mating, biting, blood mentions, etc.

➸a.i; - whoo!! finished this up i hope you guys enjoy it, sorry it took me so long it’s been a really bad week! but im working on other fics and reqs in my inbox (i’ve had since nov-dec) trying to get all the old stuff out first to get to new ideas!! thank u so much for the love! also this lowkey isn't proofread

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♛/♡ Tragedy I

Neteyam was a good man, a good brother, a good if not great son. Which is why it was so surprising hearing and witnessing him speaking back to his parents for the first time ever. His father complained how worried his mother and grandmother have been about finding a mate for him in order to pass the responsibility Jake had been harboring for over two decades to the next, and Neteyam had simply responded how he didn't care.

He was lying.

As soon as he had mentioned he found someone his father was quick to take his side, smiling at him softly before whispering with his wife to the side, who only shook her head. Her mother had already decided what needed to be done, with or without his approval, the average time of courting would naturally take months, and it was months they didn't have.

The people needed a strong ruler with an even stronger woman by his side. The position of tsahik wasn't a problem, Kiri could always fill it, as she's had the best and most practices from her grandmother, but Neteyam's situation was more complicated. Even as he watched his parents speak to one another he wasn't sure what kind of power his father had over his mother.

He would always give her some look, like a pleading look almost or just a caress to her face in order to swoon her, and it always worked. Maybe it was love, it had to be, his grandmother had spoken to him about how love comes in many shapes or forms but can never be denied. Somehow watching his parents interact before his father placed a kiss on his mother's forehead reminded him of you, and your interaction from earlier in the afternoon on the beach.

It was night now, the sky was bleak and cloudy, the stars hadn't shined as bright as they usually had, almost as if the night sky was mourning as he was. Mourning the loss of love, he was so close to having you to himself and now he felt as if he was going back to square one. It hurt him, but he didn't feel like crying, or getting upset to the point he'd lash out at others around him, he just sat on the cold wooded floors and propped his knees to his chest.

His back was now facing his parents as he watched the sky, asking himself what you were probably doing by this time. Maybe bathing or eating with your family, helping clean up the aftermath or reading to your younger sister. You could've been sewing or beading clothing together for you to wear on special occasions as he watched you do a few months ago.

Or maybe your family was all out and busy for the night and you were all alone at home, waiting for some company. He was sure he could provide you more than just company, making his time with you highly worthwhile, but yet again it would probably be better to talk things out about what happened earlier. Or maybe you two didn't need too talk anything out, when things happen between two people who can't help themselves it's meant to be.

The two of you were meant to be, that sounded satisfactory, it definitely pleased him, bringing a smile to his face. He was so used to growing up and sacrificing things for his sibling's happiness or just too tired to fight for it. He was grateful for that actually, listening to the way his father was raised and the life he lived on the stars from above pained him, no one should live a life like that, but his father always reminded him if he hadn't gone through any of that he wouldn't be blessed in the future to be reborn.

Maybe his father was right, thankfully to him he was grown into a responsible young man, athletic, intelligent, and handsome, there was nothing but greatness in him. He felt more than responsible about you though and just wasn't sure as to why. It was something like a craving or poison in his mind that was stuck there forever.

It would make his insides itch and his outsides hot; it's almost like when you sit out in the sun for too long with dry skin and start to feel discomfort. But the sun feels so nice when you've been in the cold for so long and have nothing else to turn too, that's how he felt about you. You haunted his mind in such an eerie way, and at first, he had even had his grandmother check him for illness 'just because', sure you had done something to him, but nothing came back.

He yearned and grieved for your affection as if you had passed away, like a ghost he could only breath in whenever he closed his eyes. He was sure if anyone was able to hear or read his mind, they'd call him crazy, but he didn't feel that way, he felt free. Soon enough, snapping him out of his trance was a woman walking beside him, one he hadn't seen before.

Or maybe he had seen her before, he just hadn't remembered. His head followed her movements as she made her way behind him, walking towards his parents and taking her side beside them. This immediately made Neteyam spring to his feet and follow behind, raising a brow.

His father introduced the two of them to one another, speaking of their affiliations and granting Neteyam the choice to at least keep their new guest busy and grow fond of her before making a solid decision of his future. He knew his father well, his voice was laced with responsibility and seriousness, but in all honesty, it was mainly code for 'be nice to her and go court whoever it is you wanted'.

He was listening, his ears flicked slightly listening to the woman introduce herself and pronounce her name. 'Fa'nyma', strange name, completely different from yours, but it seemed to suit her somewhat. She was shorter than you, he took notice of her hair was much longer on some part, and she wore lots of jewelry. Maybe it was to impress him, but he could only think of how those jewels would've looked against your skin, your smile.

He smiled to himself and nodded, quickly changing his face into a stir of a frown and turned his attention back to his parents in order for Fa'nyma to not get the wrong idea. He knew better than to be rude, especially to a woman, it's not the way he was raised to be at all, so he would be cordial with her, that he agreed on.

But that kind of promise became difficult to keep when it came to the fact that she practically followed him everywhere. He had planned to come and see you in your kelku, only for her to be right behind him. It would be very problematic to explain the fact that a woman is following him around the entire village as she's now his responsibility.

It had been three days since then, Neteyam had always thought to himself what was an easy way to say, "Leave me the fuck alone", not a nice way, he didn't want to be nice with her. He wanted to sound easy on the ears, but harsh enough for the conversation to get no farther than her understanding and leaving.

Then again, he's sure she wouldn't even understand what the word "fuck" means. It was a sky people term, and his parents had only used it whenever they hit their toe against something or messed up badly or were just upset beyond the point of explanation. His brother cursed often too, practically being more fluent in cursing than his mother's tongue. This is ridiculous, why is it that whenever he's so ready to get something for himself obstacles just throw themselves in his way.

"Fa'nyma" he spoke, placing his bow and arrow down in his hut before removing his headpiece, letting his braids rest on the side of his face before tying them back. She hummed in response, turning to him from the entrance of his kelku and smiling at him. "I'm going out somewhere now, so I'll need you to leave." He spoke solidly, turning his attention away from her when he noticed her cheeky look.

"Don't you want me to accompany you to wherever you're going?" She spoke, Neteyam sucked his teeth lightly before rolling his eyes. She must be one of the stupidest people he's ever met, even his youngest sister Tuk would know if he had said something like that, he would want to be alone. Did it genuinely look like he wanted her company? Or that he enjoyed her company so much he would've said yes?

"I don't enjoy your company, and I won't need it anymore." He said with an attitude, grabbing a small bag in the corner of his room and placing it over his shoulder with a clunk. He soon ushered her out of his room and hut before leaving himself, not even looking behind him to see her.

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"Y/n" he spoke with a smile, standing in the middle of the tree of voices. He had spent nearly all afternoon looking for you, now being nightfall as he saw you. Your back was facing him, but he knew it was you, he could tell by your scent, your hair, everything.

After spending nearly all of his time with Fa'nyma it was refreshing to see you, to breath you, and to touch you. He was quick to reach a hand out to your shoulder, watching as you spun around slightly for his hand to fall off your shoulder and back up slightly. You weren't smiling, which worried him, he wasn't sure what look you were giving him, but it wasn't one he was expecting.

"What are you doing here?" You asked, definitely taken aback wearing a confused but more hurt look on your face. After having such a passionate moment with a man, you weren’t surprised for it to end so quickly, what you didn’t expect was for him to leave you, especially for three days.

“I’m here to see you of course, I’m sorry I’ve been gone so long, but you have no idea how happy I am to see you aga-“

“It’s been three days Neteyam.” You cut him off harshly, now beginning to become upset, he spoke as if no time had passed. “You kissed me and left me for three days, but it’s easy for you to walk around with Fa’nyma.” You said, earning a flared look from him at your last words.

He was quick to place the bag he was holding down, now holding both of your hands with his own hands. He looked at you with a look of desperation, pledging with you almost to hear him out.

“I don’t like her; it wasn’t up to me I swear it. I told her off this morning, I want nothing to do with her, only with you.” He said, smiling somewhat softly as you again to see you smile as well. He knew something like this would happen, he was ready for it of course, but he knew no matter how things would’ve ended he wouldn’t let you go.

He would apologize anyway he had to, such as bringing you gifts or flowers and fruits, maybe kneeling and pleading with you. He knew you well enough to know you had a soft spot for him, for everyone mostly. Maybe it was childish to feel a pang of jealousy broil in his chest over that topic, but he couldn’t help it.

He liked you, he really liked you, liked you so much he wasn’t sure what to do with himself and he would practically fuck himself over again and again. Maybe it was love, maybe he loved you, he had always had the perfect example of it growing now and all he cares about is making it a reality with you.

And he did just that, apologizing to you over and over and sitting you down on the glowing floor beneath the two of you as he gave you everything from his bag. He practically showered you in gifts you hadn’t seen before, small jewels and crystals from the star above as you had a wide smile on your face.

He had told you he wanted to court you, earn you the right way, in order to bring you towards his family, the proper way. He even slid in a joke about how if things had escalated on the beach everything would be entirely different now, making you laugh.

You were so beautiful, everything about you was so beautiful, your laugh, the way you fluttered your lashes at him as you listened to him speak, or maybe how you kept your skin in contact with his no matter where the two of you were. You weren't afraid to show him off or hint there was something between the two of you and it drove him mad.

He was so quick to mention your name to his family so often that they had no other choice but to force Fa’nyma out of the picture. He thought of himself as a bad person for a short while, purposely flaunting your capabilities and beauty in front of the other woman to watch her face stir with jealousy as he had a sinister smirk plastered on his face.

He must’ve been crazy, in both good and bad ways, but it’s deemed excused because he’s crazy in love, crazy in love for you. So crazy that now after just a few weeks of courting he’s itching to bring things to another level.

He was patient, everyone knew it. He was trained to be at such a young age, like when catching fish with his father, those lessons taught him nothing more than the importance of time. Good things come to those who wait, he had you, but to fully tie the bond between you two he had to be patient.

Love is something that can’t be rushed, patience is a large factor between two people, almost like a test to see what’ll happen under pressure. Sadly, as of right now it felt as if Neteyam was losing, if not losing his mind in the process. Laying on his bedside within his empty kelku, listening to the cold winds outside blow around it and pick up on the small, piped chimes outside his hut entrance his youngest sister made for him.

He couldn’t sleep, his mind was racing, and he felt so empty, and the thought of you was just making up upset. It stirred something inside him he couldn’t entirely understand, all he could think of now was wanting you.

No,

He needed you.

Attached to your affection and presence like a newborn to its mother or father’s skin in order to thrive and feel their love. He wasn’t sure why tonight was so different from the rest, but he couldn’t stay here, something felt off, so he did the only thing he could do and set out into the forests.

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A simple way of remembering people is by their scent, which Neteyam was familiar with. What he hadn’t been familiar with was your scent being so strong to the point where he paused in his steps and shielded his face, squinting.

It was strange he was able to pick up your scent here of all places, it was in the complete opposite direction of your home. So of course, he did none other than follow it to find you, but what he saw was nothing of what he expected.

“Y/n” he called out, removing his arm from his face to take in your state, hunched over on the floor by a tree whimpering. You hadn’t answered his call, and when he came to you and placed a hand on your skin you hissed at him, slapping his hand away.

He was appalled to say the least, your skin was burning, and your behavior was erratic, since when were you so defensive? A click quickly came to mind, you must’ve been uncomfortable, or afraid, especially to react that way with him of all people.

He was quick to scan the surroundings of the two of you to emphasize the fact that you weren’t alone, someone had definitely been here before he came towards you, lurking. Neteyam was quick to suck his teeth, already piecing together the situation playing out before reaching out to you again.

You were in heat, he felt so stupid letting it slide over his head as he had originally had it calculated. Usually within the middle of every month you disappear for only a handful of days before returning, only this time it seems to have come a little earlier than expected.

You had a shawl sprawled out to your side as you stayed huddled into a ball, fidgeting around as Neteyam made his way behind you, hugging you and rubbing circles into your back. Maybe it was because you weren’t in your best mind, but right now you felt like biting him.

Not in a bad way, in a good way, to draw blood and pleasure yourself, not necessarily to harm him. There was something about how soothing his scent felt that the scent of the other navi man lurking in the woods prior seemed to gently fade away. You paid no mind to him as you turned into Neteyam’s embrace, snuggling into his chest with a slight purr and whine.

You felt so hot, and itchy, the cool night breeze hadn’t helped you quick enough, but Neteyam’s body had. His chest was firm and cool, like how the ponds or lakes underneath the waterfalls felt, making you smile softly.

It wasn’t enough to stop your pain and itch, but it was just enough to calm you to a certain extent, his words slurring in your brain as he spoke. You had only responded with slight hums, not sure you’d be capable of responding back in sentences.

He was quick to pick you up to your feet, caressing your face and asking you something. Whatever it was he was quick to take your groan as an answer, now holding you hand in hand as he made his way through the forests, occasionally turning back to take in your ill state.

You weren’t sure what path he was taking, it certainly wasn’t the path to your home, or the main village, but the trees you two passed by before coming to a halt smelled similar to Neteyam. He was gentle, letting you climb up into an unfamiliar place before following right after you, his hand locking right back with yours as his other held your shawl.

He spoke to you again, but your ears remained out of focus, now picking up on the small sound of pattering coming from behind you. You turned slowly, your head hurting as you watched the rain fall. You turned back slowly, placing each hand on the sides of your head, feeling as if someone had taken a bone and hit the sides of your head repeatedly.

You only groaned, slumping over slightly before feeling Neteyam’s hands grab onto your side, ushering you further into the room and sitting you down somewhere comfortably. You kept your eyes squeezed shut, feeling his firm hands leave your body you shot them open, taking in your surroundings as you lowered your hands.

You placed your hands down at the bedside you sat on, dragging your fingers across the woven blankets. This must’ve been his home, the entire place was drenched in his scent, it seemed vacant and cold, it must’ve been the way he liked it. You were quick to bring the edge of the blanket to your nose, inhaling its scent with a slight moan, feeling a rush of adrenaline rush through your body and down to your core.

You lowered the blanket as you heard him returning shortly, crossing your legs and angling them in a position to give you pleasure. Biting back a moan as you clenched around nothing you watched as he came over, giving you a small bowl filled with water for you to drink. You smiled softly at him, taking the bowl into your shaky hands before he covered your hands with his before helping you drink it.

His hands are so large, just like you had remembered about him initially the first time he helped you pick out the fruits from the trees. They practically covered yours if not entirely in length, nearly striking a wave of embarrassment in you. As you finished you were sure he had told some sort of joke, pointing to outside before chuckling back at you.

You only batted your eyes and smiled even wider, nodding at him. You were sure that it had done something to him because he looked away and swallowed hard before leaving the room again. As he made his time quick he came to your side, now sitting beside you and taking your hands into his, speaking again, as your heat grew stronger another wave coursed through your body.

And of course you wasted no time turning to his side, resting your head on his collarbone and inhaling his scent. If you had some sort of shame left before your heat had stripped it from you there would be a possibility you’d have pulled back or apologized, but right now you just didn’t care.

His scent was driving you insane, practically flooding your mind as you caressed yourself into his skin with soft mewls and moans that echoed in his ears. He was more than flustered to say the least, but he had come to a decision on how to help you in any way possible. He simply brushed your hair away from your face to get your attention, which worked before he spoke in sure of you to hear him.

“Use me how you seem fit.” He said sternly, flashing you a toothy smile afterwards. He watched as your pupils blew out nearly full wide, no longer seeing the color of your irises before you turned your head back into his collarbone. You were quick with your actions, licking and nipping at his skin before making your way up to his neck.

A soft kiss was applied to a sweet spot before you licked it, prepping your canines into his flesh before sinking them in slowly. If it hurt it harsh enough you were sure that when you had sense again you’d apologize for it, just not now, not while you enjoyed lapping up the small trickles of blood that dribbled down his warm skin.

Not while you suddenly leap a leg over him, now straddling him as you continued to kiss him. He had barely moved as much as he wanted to, only following your lead and placing his hands on your back as support. He was quick to pull your head in for a kiss to your lips once you finished with his neck of course, this time being more forceful and sinister than the kiss you two had shared previously.

There was a small part of Neteyam that knew this wasn’t the right thing to do, at least some of it. You weren’t in your right mind and the two of you hadn’t been mated, well at least not yet. If anything, that small feeling quickly went away when he too felt himself slipping into the dizzy and foggy feeling of your heat now affecting him.

He had heard stories of something like this before, heats being able to spread towards one another to a certain extent. Things like that could only happen if that individual wanted to share it, and that seemed to be happening at this moment.

You wanted him to feel how you felt, understand how good it felt to be in this situation, as much as you itched or your skin burned, nothing could have been better than easing the pain with someone that made you feel so good.

You liked Neteyam, you were sure of it. Your family liked him too, he was considerate, gentle, humorous, and well put. He made you feel loved, cherished, and satisfactory; he could never say no to you and spoiled you with anything you wanted. Spoiling the one you love comes to a certain extent and giving them whatever they want comes with a price, like as of now when you began to untie your top and loincloth, attempting to untie his as well.

He was quick to grab both of your arms, bringing you to a short halt. You were completely nude now, watching as he took in your full appearance before looking up into your eyes. He was quick to shake his head, a signal of rejection to you, making you frown heavily and whine, tears prickling the corner of your eyes.

He spoke, not sure entirely what he was speaking of, but you were sure he muttered along the lines of ‘being responsible’ when reading his lips, the tears now rolling down your cheeks as you shook your head. There was no way he would leave you in a time like this after escalating the situation so far for the night, you yanked your arms from his grasp before wrapping your arms around his shoulders, whining.

“Please, please, please teyam, hurts so bad, need you, need you here.” You mumbled, grinding against his painful bulge from his shifted loincloth, taking his hand into yours and placing it over your lower pelvis. You watched as he groaned softly, turning his head as his ears flickered around, as if contemplating his next move. You were quick to turn your head in the direction his was turned too, kissing him first this time, wasting no time in forcing your tongue into his mouth.

He only melted at the action, quickly obliging and letting his hands roam your body. He was quick to squeeze you and tease you, letting his fingertips graze over your nipples as you moaned into his mouth, and he moans back. He kept his right hand over your breast, swirling small circles around your nipple and tugging on it every now and again as his left hand followed its way down between your legs.

Your moans now grew louder, more bass coming from them as they rumbled in your chest and throat, breaking the kiss with Neteyam as a small string of saliva was split between you too. You rested your head on the side of his cheek as your moans continued, rumbling directly into his ear, making his breath heavier than before. He only took notice to quicken his actions, his thumb circling your clit gently as his fingers thrusted inside of you.

This much arousal was getting painful in his case, he was sure he had never been this whipped ever no matter what woman he was with. You were so beautiful, your voice, your body, your movements had him captivated, if anything he wished he could stop time just for this moment. He could hardly even feel his fingers, the way they were coated if not dripping in your arousal he slipped in and out so easily it was insane.

What was even more foolish was the fact for just a split second he became jealous of his own fingers, wanting to be inside you himself with his tongue instead, but the way you fidgeted on his lap and begged for more he knew that was something to wait for another time. So, he continued, now drawing his full attention to your face as he watched your body shudder when he curved his fingers, his fingertips grazing against your insides.

He took his hand away from your breasts, now grabbing the side of your face and watching your expression, your skin was still hot, but that hadn’t bothered him. He was more focused on trying to not cum by just the sight of you. Your hair was a mess, your face was flushed and hot, saliva dripping down your lips wasn’t helping, especially when you were panting heavily like an animal with your hooded eyes.

And there it was, that cheeky little smile you do whenever you know you’ve got his attention, batting your lashes at him. He hated that you knew how to get to him so easily, especially at a time like this, it’s as if even though he’s the one pleasuring you, you were doing the same in his favor, and he was definitely right when he watched you come undone on his lap, practically shouting his name as your grip on his shoulders tightened, your nails digging into him as your body jerked forward, shuddering harshly as your orgasm washed over you.

You had no time to catch your breath as Neteyam kissed you sloppily, pulling his fingers out of you as you whimpered into his mouth at the feeling of the emptiness, clenching around nothing. You hadn’t pleaded or begged like before, only finishing your previous work and untying the rest of his loincloth before picking it up, watching as he sucked on his fingers with a small smirk.

You looked away nervously at his actions, placing his loincloth up to your nose and inhaling its scent, kissing it and tossing it behind you as you made sure Neteyam watched you. He only shook his head with a smile, his face flushed as he watched you, grazing his fingertips over your breasts yet again.

“Not satisfied?” He asked, cocking his head slightly to the side as he watched you, your eyes locked onto his body, trailing down until seeing what was hidden underneath his loincloth, making you shudder. After your intense orgasm prior, the heavy cloud of your heat wasn’t as thick as before, now you had at least a little bit of your mind left, now asking yourself if the size was too much to bear.

“Mm-mh” you muttered, shaking your head from side to side as you made your way to grab onto his sex, jolting slightly as you watched it bounce up to hit his lower abdomen. He only chuckled at you as he watched your actions, you had hardly paid any mind to him, now taking it into your hand and fisting it slightly, listening to his soft groans as the entirety of it was coated in precum.

You only smiled to yourself, raising your hips up high as you rubbed the tip onto your core, bucking your hips and moaning harshly as it flicked over your sensitive clit. As quick as the small cloud left your body it was just as quick to hit you, returning to your womb like a storm, making you chew down on your bottom lip out of frustration as you grunted.

Eywa, you felt so empty, as if you’ve been starving for days. Starving for a man to feed off of, starving for your man, your mate, to feed you. This was overwhelming, none of your heats had taken this much of an effect on you, and this physical connection wasn’t enough to share with him, you want him to see, hear, breath, and know you, not just feel you.

“Tsaheylu” you mumbled, reaching behind the back of your head to your kuru, bringing it over your shoulder as you looked down at him slightly. His reaction seemed to be one of surprise or understanding, you weren’t sure which to pick off of, no matter there were no words shared between the two of you in that moment, he only copied your movements.

Before the small tendrils of your kurus could fuse together, you sunk down onto him slowly, both of you breathy and sticky, moans mixing between the two of you. You hadn’t moved and neither had he, taking in one another before making tsaheylu, the same second of the bond between the two of you making you whimper as you rested your head on his shoulder, crying quietly.

It was so intense, as if flashing lights and music had been playing amongst the midst of everything already happening between the two of you. After a few seconds you could hear it, hear and feel how Neteyam felt for you, at first when you felt the warming in your chest you had initially expected it to be your heat, bubbling even harder now. That wasn’t the case, it was his feeling towards you, how his heart raced when he saw you or saw your smile, and how he felt now as he had you nestled on him.

It felt so nice, sharing this feeling and pain with another, lifting the burden off of yourself and having a mate to call your own. Before you were even able to speak Neteyam was quick to hoist himself up in a comfortable position, making you moan out softly.

“I know, I know tiwan. Gonna make you feel better yeah? Right here baby? I know what you need.” He spoke, placing his hand back over your pelvis and abdomen. The word he spoke prior sounded foreign to you, you could tell in the context it was a pet name, just not sure exactly what kind it could’ve been. Before you were able to pick up on that thought you felt Neteyam’s hands grab your behind in a firm manner before thrusting himself in and out of you at a kept pace.

You moaned into his shoulders now as he quickened his pace, making you clench around him. He didn’t like this position at all, don’t get him wrong you felt amazing, this moment was amazing, but he wanted to see you, see your face. He knew how you felt due to your bonding yes, but it wasn’t enough, he needs more.

Which is what led him to waste no time in standing up as he held onto you and turning around, laying you down as he towered over you, neither him leaving from inside you or your tsaheylu breaking. Cooing you as you whimpered and fidgeted against him, pulling him down onto you so you could inhale his scent from his side, but he wasn’t having it.

He rested in his knees now, thrusting into you painfully slow, listening to your groans and complaints with a grin. He liked being cocky, it felt good, especially if it got under your skin and he got to watch you react, it was amusing.

The longer the night continued the less amusing things became however, especially for the both of you. As of now Neteyam had lost track of time, and amount of positions the two of you had been in, but now you were on the floor, the room smelling like nothing but sex and sweat as you both moaned.

Neteyam had tried every other way to satisfy your needs without knotting you, but that’s all you had begged for at this time. None of your other orgasms being enough to get rid of the emptiness within you, he just hadn’t thought you were ready for it.

His last worries was getting you pregnant, it could only happen if he was also in rut, which wasn’t anytime soon, but knotting someone is dangerous (and also something he’s never done before). You were an animal, and that was no exaggeration, from the sweat and cum that had pooled on the bedside and floor your skin and fingertips had gotten wrinkly, along with Neteyam’s, but apparently you hadn’t even cared.

“Please, need it, so emptyyy” you whined, poking at the fat knot at the base of Neteyam’s cock that had been poking at your entrance for some time. Your face was wet with tears and sweat as you threw your fit, moaning as he postponed himself deeper in you to where his knot grazed against your clit.

In a matter of seconds, you were practically fucking him back, arching your back slightly as you pushed back with just as much force he thrusted into you. You could feel it, his knot was practically teasing you in a way you couldn’t explain, it felt like some sort of craze or rush that was driving you mad, mad in a way you drew a smile to your face, chanting praises over and over again before hearing a pop and a painful stretch.

Neteyam halted his movements, a loud moan escaping his lips as his knot had finally entered you. He had towered over you, his chest pressing against your back as you clawed at the floor in desperation. It wasn’t necessarily painful, more uncomfortable as it was a feeling you weren’t used too, and the cloud of your heat had covered most of it.

But oh how full you felt, the pain, tears, and cries from before all seemed to just vanish as you felt the knot lowering, now being filled with Neteyam’s cum at a quick pace. Now you felt full, and in the best way possible, it was all you had truly wanted and finally your needs were satisfied.

You sighed out in satisfaction, feeling him kiss on your neck and back softly before caressing your body. You purred back into him as you felt him move gently and slowly, picking the two of you up off the floor to his bedside, removing the dirty blanket from there before and laying there with you, still back to chest.

“Thank you” you said to him, taking his hand and kissing it with a smile as you felt him smile from behind you. He only played with your hair as he heard you yawn, taking in your small and tired state.

“Mm-hmm, so proud of you baby, did so good.” He spoke, placing a kiss onto your head as he drew faint circles in your back as he watched you drift off to sleep. He smiled to himself before remembering he was still stuck for a while, hopefully he wouldn’t wake you if he pulled out.

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