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bl00dgutsgl0ry · 3 years

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Just a Little Reminder

Pairing - Xiao x Fem!Reader

Warnings - 18+ NSFW SMUT DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE A MINOR, blood mentions, degradation, VERY SLIGHT dollification (like I mean it’s mentioned maybe ONCE), spitting, face fucking, this is just some nasty** sex man.

Word Count - 2.2k

Other Comments - It’s been so long since I wrote a good smut fic so this was nice and refreshing to write. It’s a break from all the angst you guys have been requesting for some ungodly reason. Anyway hehe enjoy you freaky weirdos.

Xiao’s day could not get any worse. Something happened overnight that caused the gods to curse his day. Nothing was going correctly. He didn’t know why he felt so restless, maybe because he hasn’t seen you in a couple of months. Being an Adeptus had some drawbacks, one of them being that they could never leave Liyue. That didn’t exactly work well with your carefree spirit dragging you all over Teyvat, rightfully earning the title of a Traveler. That meant you left his side for an unknown amount of time, you always came back of course but you leaving never got any easier on Xiao. He was protective of you, and you not being in Liyue where he could secretly keep an eye on you made him anxious. The feeling of anxiety was not something new to Xiao, but it was different from the anxiety he had experience with. He was never anxious over a mortal's safety and well being. It almost made him unnerved how much you had already subconsciously changed in him.

Xiao never really had much need to venture out of Wangshu Inn, so when he did he always wanted to immediately relax on the balcony at the top of the inn he resided in. Some days Verr Goldet would bring him some freshly made almond tofu, when he gratefully accepted once the young woman made it back downstairs. As he was staring out past the railing, he saw a familiar silhouette approaching the inn. Something sparked in him when he saw the way you limped up the stairs of the ground floor towards the elevator. Within seconds, before you could step onto the elevator Xiao grabbed you suddenly jumping back up to the top of the balcony. You squealed quietly, your arms quickly finding their way around Xiao’s slender neck, absentmindedly remembering to avoid the large spikes coming off of one of his shoulders.

Before you could even think, you felt your back land on the soft bed the two of you shared at night. Sure Xiao never really slept much but the sentiment was nice. It also worked for these little moments. Xiao’s sharp canines poked the side of your throat causing a soft gasp to escape your lips.

“Xiao- Hey wait… I just got here.” Your voice a little bit above a whisper as you bashfully looked at the man hovering above of you.

“When you were leaving for this little expedition, you promised me you would return uninjured. Are you really that stupid that you would break such a promise to me? I guess I have to remind you what happens when you make me upset (y/n).” The way Xiao’s voice rumbled low in his chest made warmth bloom in your chest, as everything slowly began to get warmer. Your face was beat red as you felt Xiao’s callused hand grab your cheeks and push your face to the side; giving himself better access to your throat. You once again felt Xiao’s sharp canines graze your throat, alongside his long tongue lapping at the delicate skin. Suddenly a sharp pain shot from your neck as he bit down, immediately licking your blood away, pleasure beginning to bloom from the mark.

Xiao slowly slid down your body, undoing your shoes and tossing them away. After that was done he rose back up, roughly undoing your skirt and pulling it off before once again throwing it away somewhere, much of the same work was done on your top and before you knew it you were left in nothing but your undergarments; while Xiao was fully clothed. Your cheeks got even redder as you felt a little embarrassed, trying to cover your face with your arms. Xiao’s hand shot to grab both of your wrists and slam them onto the bed above your head, a loud growl coming from him.

“Don’t you even dare try and hide your face from me. You are going to face your punishment head on. Oh and don’t even think about making any noise lest you want an even worse punishment.” His sharp gaze softened for a moment, eyes silently making sure you actually wanted to do this. When you gave him a quick small nod his eyes immediately snapped back to the cold harsh glare he wore mere moments before. He began attacking your neck and collarbones with harsh hickies and sore bites. Your breath began to hitch in your throat, as you tried to hold back whimpers of pleasure.

Agonizingly slowly Xiao made his way down your body, leaving bruises and bloody bite marks all the way down. You were shaking from the pure ecstasy coursing through your veins. Xiao ripped your panties with his teeth exposing your most vulnerable spot. The cold air that hits your hot wet lips, causing a shiver to wrack its way through your body, your clit pulsing with excitement. You looked down to see Xiao’s piercing auburn eyes staring back into yours, head so close to your core.

“Don’t you dare cum tonight you filthy whore.” Was all that left his his lips, before his head was shoved between your thighs, his long tongue diving deep into your dripping cunt. Your hand flew to your mouth as you tried to hold back loud moans. You were so desperate and needy from not seeing Xiao for so long. Xiao lifted your legs above his shoulders, hooking both of his arms around your thighs, his hands roughly kneading at the soft flesh; his tongue getting deeper from the new position. Soft muffled moans were beginning to fall from your covered mouth, your free hand trying desperately not to grab at his head, instead gripping the sheeting as tightly as possible. The noises coming from the man below you were obscene, loud slurps and laps being amplified by the otherwise silent room.

Your nerves were on fire, the familiar coil in your stomach beginning to tighten. Despite tightly covering your mouth, your moans were as clear as day. Xiao pulled away from your pussy, lips shining from the slick of your arousal. His hand quickly gripped your wrist and ripped it away from your mouth.

“Stop embarrassing yourself by trying to muffle your moans. If your gonna sound so much like a whore you might as well let it be known that your my whore to all of Liyue.” With that Xiao went back to attack your clit with his tongue, occasionally fucking it in and out of your cunt. Loud moans began falling out of your mouth, almost shocking yourself with how loud you were, and how you couldn’t care less about who heard you; you were flooded with euphoria and oxytocin. Your moans spurred Xiao on as his pace on your clit was relentless, not only that but he had unwound one of his arms and inserted a couple of fingers into you.

You were getting finger fucked and eaten out at the same time, your breathing was beginning to get incredibly labored as your moans rose in pitch and volume. Your free thigh began to tremble against your lover's head as you got closer and closer to the edge; trying desperately to hold yourself back from cumming. Xiao felt the familiar flutter of your walls as you got closer and closer to cumming, and he suddenly pulled them out of you as he halted all actions. You whimpered loudly, thighs shaking desperately yearning for release.

“Xiao please… please Xiao please let me cum… I’m sorry I broke the promise I won't do it again please Xiao.” Your voice was already wrecked and you sounded pitiful as you saw a smirk pull on your lovers lips. He was fucking laughing.

“You are fucking disgusting you know? You are so desperate for me you are making yourself look stupid. You aren’t cumming yet. Now shut up and be my useless little fuck toy hm?” You opened your mouth to beg again, but Xiao shut you up by spitting in your mouth and closing it with his hand; forcing you to swallow. That action shot right down to your clit, and you needed him inside you now.

You opened your leg wide open, hoping that would incentivize him to get on with it already. He knew what you were trying to do and rolled his eyes before standing up and beginning to disrobe. Your eyes were glued to him as his toned pale chest shone with a soft gleam of sweat. Then he began taking his pants off, letting the now loose waistband fall to the ground. Your mouth was basically watering from how horny you were.

Xiao tightly gripped you thighs and pulled you towards the edge of the bed, which caused you to think he was finally going to fuck you; much to your surprise though he straddled your head as he looked down at you expectantly. Xiao’s cock was just one of those that you could only describe as pretty. It was long yet a little slender, and he kept himself well groomed.

You eagerly took his dick in your mouth, trying your best to fit him all the way in; reminding yourself to keep breathing through your nose. Then Xiao started moving, harshly shoving his dick deep into your throat, your nose pressed against his body. Before you could get your bearings of you now deep throating Xiao, he just as harshly pulled out them thrusted back in; beginning to ruthlessly face fuck you. You were desperately trying to maintain your breathing but you just couldn’t with how hard Xiao was fucking into your mouth, so you tried your best to hold your breath and hollow your cheeks; trying and failing to suppress your gags. Xiao loved the choking and gagging sounds you made, his animalistic movements becoming erratic and uneven.

He quickly pulled out of your mouth and fell back to the side of you before he came, not wanting to cum just yet. You coughed as you took in loud gulps of air, before attempting to even your breathing out. Xiao maneuvered your body and flipped you onto your stomach, hand coming down to rub your ass. You felt Xiao line up the tip of his dick to your entrance. You whimpered and wiggled your hips, and suddenly felt that same hand that was just gingerly rubbing your ass, come down and smack hard against it. You yelped and gasped at the sudden pain and pleasure that shot through you. Then while you were still in shock he shoved himself deep inside of you, ripping a pornstar-esque moan from your throat. Xiao groaned low in his chest, struggling to see straight from how tight you were.

“You’re so fucking tight (y/n) relax you slut.” Despite his words, Xiao was pistoning in and out of you at an ungodly speed, your moans unabashedly flowing throughout the inn. Loud grunts could be heard coming from behind you as Xiao kept fucking your brains out. You were so blissed out, eyes rolled into the back of your head, and tongue lolling out of your mouth. Your mind was so clouded, as tears fell from your eyes. There was some twisted part of Xiao that relished in seeing you cry, you just looked so pretty and wrecked. He knew you were gone when all that would come from you were calls of his names and incoherent babbling.

Both of you were reaching your limits, and you were reaching them fast. Blaring white hot pleasure filled yours and Xiao’s senses, overwhelming the both of you as you came. You wall clamping around Xiao forcing a loud snarl to come from behind you felt a final sharp bite on the back of your shoulder.

Xiao stayed in you, rocking his hips lightly; gently letting the both of you ride out the rest of your highs. After that he pulls out before walking into the bathroom and running a rag under some warm water and cleaning himself off. He grabs another clean rag to dampen and come back over to your crumpled form, your mind still foggy and completely blissed out. Xiao gently cleans you up and tucks you into bed, before grabbing a glass of water for you and setting it on your side table. He then slinks into bed next to you and pulls you close to him. He’ll take a look at your “injuries” in the morning.

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chosonore · 2 years

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summary: osamu gives up his beloved kitchen so you, a certified disaster and bad cook, can prove yourself by making him onigiri. between his passion for food and your questionable meals, he would still eat them without hesitation. because you cooked them just for him.

a/n: hello here's a little osamu piece because i love him a lot. very self-indulgent and all but that's what my writing is about sometimes hehe i hope you enjoy!

“osamu… it’s falling apart,” you exclaimed drily, a slight pout making its way onto your lips as you looked at the sad something that didn’t quite resemble an onigiri yet. as you stared at the mess with disdain, you missed the amused look on your boyfriend’s face and how he tried his best to hold back his laughter. what he wasn’t able to hide was the smug grin on his face as he shuffled closer to you and peeked over your shoulder. his closeness made you want to dump the pile of rice onto the surface and turn around to hug him instead but your pride was far too big to give in - you wanted to prove yourself and return all the love that he’s given you. in the form of onigiri since osamu had always been the person to cook for you.

if only it wasn’t for the fact that you were absolutely talentless in the kitchen, you would have succeeded. how osamu even allowed you in the kitchen was beyond you, considering how he often told you to just sit and let him cook for you instead. you were pretty sure he was still traumatized by the less than subpar soup that you once made for him, even though he had assured you that whatever atsumu had produced in the past was worse. as a matter of fact, the horror glimmering in his eyes and the quiet “how did you survive like this”, that he thought you weren’t able to hear, was enough to tell you that he would never voluntarily eat something you’d made ever again.

osamu had always been supportive and kind when it came to you, never as quick-tempered as he could get when atsumu got on his nerves. even when the two of you would band together to poke fun at him, it was always atsumu that had to bear the brunt of his annoyance - osamu loved you, so very much, and was more willing to let you off the hook than his twin brother.

“i’m family!” atsumu had protested that one time and huffed sulkily after osamu had chewed him out, earning him yet another smack to the back of his head. “ow! what was that for, you shithead?”

“y/n’s family too, you dimwit. say something stupid again and i’ll revoke your onigiri rights for a year.”

whatever noise came after, the quarreling between the twins was completely drowned out by the ringing in your ears and the rapid heartbeat. osamu’s words made your heart ache with a strange of longing, a desire to let him know that he was the one for you and that you wanted to be by his side for the rest of your lives. it swelled with so much pride and warmth, making you feel so protected and loved by him. even though osamu never failed to let you know how much he cherished and adored you, every whisper and actions of his, you felt like falling in love with him over and over again.

of course, no relationship was without its highs and lows. you’d fought countless times before, spurred on by osamu’s stubbornness and his tendency to get caught up in petty details when you irked him enough. you, being just as stubborn, couldn’t let it slide and often met him with the same energy - something that he actually appreciated but it could grow tiring. like cats, you’d dance around each other and lash out but by the end of the day, you’d find your way back to each other. never staying angry for too long, osamu would quietly crawl into bed next to you and wrap his arms around you, seeking out your warmth. you would bury your face in his chest, muttering quiet apologies as you let him know that you love him.

increasingly, you found yourself thinking that you were grateful to be with someone as wonderful as him as he held you in your sleep. and with every sunrise and new day, you were sure you would always choose him. it would always be him, him, him.

“you’re doing it wrong again,” osamu pointed out, placing his chin on your shoulder. “did you forget to wet your hands again? it’s sticking everywhere.”

“... i did.” you scrunched up your nose in frustration, of course you forgot the easiest step.

“you’re lying to me, aren’t you?”

“... no,” you mumbled, not very convincing as osamu broke out in reverberating laughter, gripping the edge of the counter as he wheezed. by the time you’d washed your hands and ready to start over anew, he was almost on his knees, still shaking slightly as he struggled to catch his breath. you nudged him with your knee, pride slightly hurt. osamu had an unfair advantage, of course he’d know his way around onigiris. couldn’t he cut you some slack? you were trying your best to present him the best piece that you could muster up. “come on, just go and sit over there. i can do it, okay?”

your boyfriend took a seat on the other side of the counter, elbows on the surface as he leaned in to watch you intently. “okay, okay, i won’t butt in anymore then.”

you rolled your eyes slightly, preparing to form another rice ball and this time properly. you had a goal and you would stop at nothing to achieve it. just this one time, you wanted to make him look at you with awe - even though you knew he always looked at you with so much adoration, you couldn’t help but wanting to be basked in his love even more. “then stop staring at my every step, ‘samu. it’s distracting and i feel like i’m gonna fuck up now.”

“i’m just appreciating and admiring your beauty. am i not allowed to?”

your cheeks erupted in warmth, you felt as if steam was erupting from you as you struggled to process his compliment. this smooth fucker. he knew what he was doing. it was his deadpan and mostly indifferent demeanour that hid this side of him well, one that he only ever showed to you. he never failed to make you feel flustered, always coming out with flirtatious remarks out of nowhere and when you least expected it.

“just… go read some articles on your phone or something. i’ll let you know when i’m done, okay?”

now it was osamu’s turn to pout, albeit more teasingly, as he turned the other way and whipped out his phone to play some games. silence fell over the two of you as you devoted your attention to the onigiris that were slowly but surely coming together. you were sure osamu was already growing impatient, you could tell by the way his leg slightly bounced up and down as he couldn’t sit still. forming the rice balls was hard enough so you didn’t bother plating them prettily - osamu would wolf these down soon enough anyways so what was the point?

you were almost proud of what you’d just created: heart shaped onigiri. even though some of those didn’t even really look like hearts but that's besides the point. it’s the thought that counts.

“you can look now,” you called out for osamu, suddenly feeling nervous about his appraisal. what if he had the same reaction as he did when he first tasted your soup? or he didn’t even recognize that these were heart shaped? you would die in shame. on second thought, maybe you should-

osamu was cooing in exaltation as he pulled the plate out of your hands, twisting and turning it so he could take a closer look at your work of art. his eyes were glimmering with childlike excitement as he snuck glances at you before leaning up to press a kiss to your lips. “you did well, sweetheart, i’m so proud of you. didn’t expect the heart shape, that’s really adorable,” he praised you with a sincere smile, grabbing an onigiri.

“wait i gotta take a photo so i can make ‘tsumu jealous. bet no one’s ever made him something like this before.” you snorted as you watched your boyfriend take photos from every angle and swiftly sending them to his brother before heartily digging into his meal. whatever he was muttering while eating, you didn’t understand - he was eating much too eagerly, almost messily inhaling them in one go. but by the looks of it, it seemed like he was giving you compliments, both of you pleasantly surprised by how you managed to create a delicious meal for once.

you couldn’t help but smile at him adoringly as you reached over to wipe the grains of rice from his face, tutting at how messily he was eating. even though you knew osamu was probably deep in thought about the food and distracted by its deliciousness, as you cupped his cheeks and squished them between your hands, he still looked at you as if you were his entire world.

“i love you, y/n. can you make me some of these again tomorrow?”

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wowtobio · 4 years

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Hi I was wondering if I could request kuroo, suga, Bokuto, and oikawa ( sorry if that’s to much I don’t know you character limit ) finding their s/o outside the gym asleep waiting for them to finish practice

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚Kuroo, Suga, Bokuto, and Oikawa find their s/o asleep outside the gym˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

this is so so cute i could not resist 🥺

genre: fluff

Kuroo

Kuroo probably informed you beforehand that practice was gonna run a little late due to nationals coming up, so he told you to go home without him. Though he could not resist your cute pout, he had to bid you farewell.

So, it totally caught him off guard to see your sleeping form outside the gym doors, the sunrise casting a beautiful, glowing shade over your body that gave you an ethereal look.

His initial reaction was to sigh, mumbling to himself of how pointless and dangerous it was to fall asleep, vulnerable to the world, let alone wait for him for who knows how long.

However, deeeeeep down he was practically screeching to the brim at how cute you looked. This dude’s a huge dork you cannot tell me otherwise, he would lowkey squeal and fangirl over you man.

Still, he would attempt to shake your shoulder slightly since Kenma took a beeline towards the station occupied by his games.

Nope, did not wake you up. No biggie. Next thing you know you are hoisted up into Kuroo’s strong arms, carrying you bridal style.

He has no shame carrying his princess around, as you snuggle up even closer to his warmth, Kuroo can’t help but have his signature sly smirk. Oooooh you will not hear the end of this once you wake up.

Sugawara

Is SUPER. DUPER. SWEEET ABOUT IT AAAAAA

When he finds you outside the gym, drool drippin down yah face, he had to well first off fend off loudmouths a.k.a Nishinoya and Tanaka and theeeeen he will admire your sleeping form.

Crouches down to your level and kind of just stares at your serene sleeping face in a not so creepy way and his face turns slightly red.

Of course he will wrap his black, volleyball jacket around you. Won’t even attempt to wake you up too.

He’ll carefully and soundlessly perch you on his back, giving you a piggyback ride. And did I mention he’s super sweet about it? He will quietly shush any of his teammates who exit the gym super rowdy (cough hinata cough noya COUGHHH TANA-)

Haha just imagine Suga carrying you on his back and his finger over his lips a gentle “ssh!” coming out awwh you luckyyy

Does not mind carrying you home, you need the rest! Of course he will let you rest up. Though, he does miss your after school bantering, having a nice conversation and just hearing your voice.

He will gush when you make any slight movement or noise and snuggle even closer into his neck.

“Haha, hope you’re having a nice nap there love”

Bokuto

He will be verrry frantic and most likely yell. A lot. Because it is Bokuto duh.

“AAAAH SHES?? SLEEPING? BUT SHE LOOKS SO CUTE?? AKAASHI LOOK WHAT DO I DOO?”

“Bokuto-san, please shut up first.”

Eventually he does quiet down, and he will just silently scream at your cute face. I’m surprised you’re not awake at this point.

“SHE’S SO CUTE, GUYS LOOK AT MY CUTE GIRLFRIEND!”

But when you stir slightly, Bokuto panics and for whatever reason throws himself onto you. He wraps his arms around you and you sigh with content, snuggling into his chest.

He phews, and it takes every fiber in his being to not sit there and fall asleep right next to you.

And by every fiber, I mean Akaashi reminding the third year that it is time to go home. So, unlike the two above he would shake you like there is no tomorrow, waking you up.

Let’s just say you were ignoring Bokuto the whole way home, with his dramatic wailing of course. No fret, the next time you two were alone you were long over it. But that doesn’t stop his cuddles and kisses of course :)

Oikawa

He lowkey would not notice you sleeping. Would probably look around and rest his hand underneath his pretty face and just ponder aloud “hmm where could (y/n)-chan be..?”

His questions are soon answered when Iwaizumi tosses a water bottle at Oikawa’s head

“She’s right at your feet crappy-kawa”

“AH! (Y/N)-CHAN!”

And there you were, in all your glory. Oikawa would immediately go by your side, and just gush of course.

Definitely would take out his phone and snap a few pics that he may or may not make his home-screen later on hehe.

I can see him like poking your cheek gently a few times and whispering his attempts to wake you up. If you don’t wake up he will either:

a) Smile softly and be willing to carry you home, a super sweet moment between you and the pretty setter.

b) A tick mark will appear on his forehead and he will violently poke your cheek scolding you to wake up because it is time to go home!

If (a) happens, then it’s all sunshines and rainbows. By the time he gets you to your place he earns himself a big bear hug and a super sweet kiss from a half asleep you.

But if (b) happens, oh boy all hell would break loose. You along with Iwaizumi would spat out meaningless insults at him while chasing him around the outside part of the gym, the team snickers in the background.

Eventually he is caught by Iwaizumi and uhh pray for him ;;;;;

It’s all good though, after you chill off you kiss each booboo Oikawa gets as he grumbles to himself.

a/n: school’s out for me! hope everyone’s healthy and happy. I’ve been thinking about it a lot as much as i love my followers I would love love to dm some and just yk talk hehe :) so don’t be afraid to hmu abt ANYTHING haha I watch hella anime and have other interests. I am not one to initiate tho so sorry ;;; anyways have a good one guys ily!

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nsfwkuroosatoru · 3 years

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casual intimacy⇢ kuroo tetsurō

warnings: 18+, nsfw, hard to soft dom kuroo, cursing, just rough, dirty, lovemaking.

nobody had to know about this part of yours and kuroos relationship. if you could even call it that. but how could the two of you not do this? when kuroo was so close to you all the time. he knew all of your weaknesses and spots that made you lose your mind.

kuroo was now gently pushing you onto his bed, straddling himself over your thighs and toying with the hem of your shorts. "ive always hated these damn things, y'know how much of a tease you are?" he sneered.

"then fucking do something about it ku. im so sick of waiting." you sneered back at the raven haired man. you two could never hate each other, just the words you two didn't say, and that's why the two of you are always so pent up.

your friends would always poke at the two of you, asking when you were going to finally fuck each other.

today is the day. you thought to yourself as kuroo pulled your shorts off, he would've taken your panties with them if he wasn't being careful. but kuroo loved you deeply, and it was now time for him to prove it.

kuroo gently placed a finger on your wet panties, as if your pussy was begging for him to do something, anything. he began to stroke the outside of your underwear, causing you to turn into putty in his hands.

"ku, please. i-i need you." you whine, making the raven haired man chuckle. "awh what happened to the girl i was just talking to? she was such a brat." this caused you to whine again, grinding your hips to make some type of friction with his fingers.

"how pathetic," kuroo began, causing your insides to gush a little, "sigh, if only someone told me what to do."

you knew kuroo was a kinky man, but never this kinky. it was like meeting an entirely different person, and you were reveling in your current state, legs wide open, pussy begging to be paid attention to. it was brutal, and the longer you took to say something, the more wet you became. kuroo was shocked, out of all the girls he's been with, none of them matched up to you, and the two of you were only getting started.

"tetsurō if you don't fuck me right now ill-" you were interrupted with a deep and passionate kiss, before this, you didn't know just how starved you were for him. you let out a moan as kuroo pulled your panties off of you, tossing them across his room. he slipped a finger into your wetness, causing you to tense up. you let out a gasp and immediately reached for his hair.

"fuck baby, you're so wet. is this all for me?" he asked, putting another finger inside of you. you moaned out a, "yes daddy," too blinded by lust to watch over your words. hearing you call him that made kuroo growl lowly and bite your neck, making you moan even louder. "baby you're so loud already and i haven't even put it in yet. better be quiet before you get me a noise complaint." he whispered in your ear with a smirk.

you were already so eager for him, lord knows how long you've been waiting on this. he was finally close enough for you to palm his clothed cock, making him let out the most beautiful sound you had ever heard. "f-fuck. hold on." he stuttered out. you were sick of waiting. it was your turn to take initiative, zipping down his pants, kuroo finished for you, taking his pants off all the way before his member sprung out. he grabbed his cock and rubbed it against your folds, he was so ready to just dive into you, and all it took from your end was you saying:

"tetsu, please." he slowly slid into you, before he could think, you wrapped your legs around his thighs, bottoming him out. you relished in the sickly sweet pain it brought. kuroo let out a grunt as you did this, eyes blown with lust. he braced himself on either side of your head as you held him in for a bit.

when you finally let your legs drop, kuroo began slamming into you.

"you.."

thrust.

"dont, fuck" he gasped with another thrust as you clenched yourself around him.

"you dont know how long ive wanted to see you like this." he finally managed to gasp out. causing you to moan as he somehow went deeper and deeper into you. you reached up to grasp onto his neck, but ended up bringing his face to yours. holding his face, you made your way to his neck, leaving lovebites on it. you didn't care who knew about the two of you at this point, all you wanted was to feel the sweet release of his cum pouring into you.

"ku.." you warned, feeling your coil tighten up. "yes baby, i know. go ahead." he cooed to you, causing you to burst immediately. the moment kuroo felt you let go, he began to fall apart himself.

gasps and moans filled his room and when he was done, he made sure to carry you to his bathroom to clean you up.

"fuck, would you look at us?" kuroo gasped as you looked, the two of you were an absolute mess. and after the initial shock had settled, you two were back to your routine. that routine of public, frequent love that had stemmed from your casual intimacy.

a/n: if you haven't read it yet, this is a nsfw continuation of my fic on my main called casual intimacy, feel free to give that a read before this. also this is my first time writing smut in a while, so bear with me hehe.

#kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo smut

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yourdeepestfathoms · 3 years

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Put Your Head On My Shoulder

[Wing AU; Tour!Verse]

Wing Chart

I did another art-writing trade with @spooner7308!!! They once again requested EB and Tour!Joan content for the wing au, so here it is! I think their dynamic is great

Also art-writing trades are open if anyone is interested! Just DM me!

Also also for legal reasons Jane is Lauren!Jane, not Carly!Jane, because Carly!Jane would NEVER. Though, if Jane really did what happens in this fic is up to interpretation hehe

Word count: 4880

TW: Blood, discussion of torture

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The frantic knocking at the front door roused EB from her half-dazed reverie on the couch. She peeled one of her large wings away from her face and squinted through the dim lamplight; she really had to change the light bulb one of these days. She should treat the electrical items in her house like she does with the ones at the theater, right? But there was no real motivation for her own personal things…

More knocking. EB grunted in annoyance, hoping it would just go away. It was probably some stupid solicitors trying to get her to buy some cable program or something dumb like that. Don’t they know not to wander into a vulture’s nest? She wondered if she could flash them to get them to go away and never come back… No, no. That would just throw her back in prison, and who wants to go down with public indecency due to nude tits and bare ass on their permanent record? It was already hard enough to get her current job as is. And that was very un-metal of her.

The knocking continued, and now it just sounded like someone was trying to bust her door down. She growled. How good could this fucking cable be? Unless it had free porn, she did NOT want to hear it.

But the salesavian apparently didn’t take the hint because they kept trying to break her fucking front door, and EB finally threw herself up with a roared, “ALRIGHT!!”

Stomping to the entrance of her small, dingy apartment, EB flung open the door and was nearly rapped on the chest by the person standing outside. She flared her wings and crest feathers, fluffing them up to look bigger, and snarled, “What the FUCK do you w--”

And then the words died off.

Because it wasn’t some degenerate annoyance trying to sell her shitty cable at all, but a small, stick-thin hybrid that would never in a million years be able to go door-to-door selling useless crap people.

And there was something attached to her head.

It almost looked like a diver helmet and bear trap were fused together. Two thick iron jaws were clamped firmly over her mouth, attached to a series of metal clasps and straps and hinges that branched out over the sides of her head, anchoring the thing to her skull. It looked heavy and very uncomfortable, and EB could see chipped and frayed pieces digging into the hybrid’s sensitive flesh. It was brown from age, rusted and pockmarked in dents and scratches, practically crawling with tetanus.

With a jolt, EB realized it was a jaw trap, and it was Joan beneath its abrasive metal grasp.

The jaw trap was never used on EB personally while she was being tortured before her execution. At the time, there had been only one existing in London, and it was mainly used for show, getting its own pedestal and everything like it was the king’s fucking crown. No, instead she owed her tortured pleasure to the end of fat dove fingers, which ripped out handfuls of her feathers until it looked like she was infected with Drop Feather Fever. And for a dove, a supposed “holy figure”, he was fucking BRUTAL and MEAN. She also got to get a taste of the merciless brutality of a tail chopper, which severed the bone, muscle, and tendons of her tail before she could even have another fucking vision--and her tail hasn’t even recovered from THAT experience, and it’s been over FIVE HUNDRED FUCKING YEARS!! And then there was also the whipping of the base of her wings, pulling out her talons, that one time they attempted to set her crest feathers in fire… God, she was starting to fall back into the darkness of those memories again.

Joan sniffled, and EB shook off the black vines trying to crawl through her heart and mind. Big, tear-filled grey eyes stared up at her, filled with so much terror and pain and distress. Joan looked absolutely shaken, like she was about to faint at any moment from pure horror.

EB grabbed her by the arm and dragged her inside.

Was her apartment too dirty? There were definitely some cans on the floor and it smelled a lot like cigarette smoke. Didn’t Vespers have heightened smell? Or was that the Hydras? Wait, Joan was crossed with both-- Shit, what if the smell suffocated her or something?! Could that happen? Joan whimpered, bringing EB back to awareness once again. She sat the young hybrid down on the couch and retrieved her tools from her bedroom (what? she’s a technician! might as well have some on hand! now if she could just change that light bulb…).

“Hey, hey,” EB said when she heard Joan whimper again, and she was surprised at how soft her voice came out. “It’s going to be okay. I’m going to get you out of that thing.”

She knew how dangerous jaw traps could be. Even though she hadn’t been around to ever see one be used, she did her research on the things that happened after she died. She read about the awful things Mary had done. The way she put the traps on hybrids, the Flightless, and even Vespers simply for existing and because she didn’t like them. How she would have them sprung for the stupidest reasons, ripping the jaw off or crushing the skull or tearing the face of innocent people because they disagreed with the things she said. And then what Jane did with her four hybrids…

Rage simmered in EB’s veins, but she did her best to cool it for now. She could get her revenge when Joan was not at risk of losing her entire fucking mouth.

EB brandished a screwdriver and began looking for a give, but there didn’t appear to be any gives on the jaw trap. It was made of very specific metal riggings and hinges and springs, which were attached with even more specific clasps and latches. It wasn’t like any normal device that she could just take apart.

This was going to be a lot harder than she thought.

EB gently twisted Joan’s head with her hands and began searching for a weak part of the jaw trap. The back had several hunks of metal attached to it, dozens of locks and joints that looked very uncomfortable to have dug into the head. She tugged on one lightly and the entire trap creaked dangerously. Joan let out a muffled scream and burst into tears.

“Hey, hey, hey,” EB quickly swerved back in front of her. Glistening droplets ran into the grooves of the metal jaws clamped around her mouth; EB wondered if it was so rusted because of the tears of the victims who had to wear it. “You’re going to be okay. I’m going to get you out.”

Joan sobbed again. Her breathing picked up, raspy and muffled through her nose because she couldn’t gasp out of her firmly closed mouth. Her eyes were wide and manic, like she was already seeing her own bloody demise playing out to her, and EB began to wonder if she had visions, too…

But EB would not let the hybrid die. Not ever.

“You’re going to be okay.” EB said firmly, but her voice still had a certain softness to it that was able to grab Joan’s attention. The hybrid looked up at her with so much desperation in her shiny eyes. “I won’t let you get hurt.”

Joan sniffled and nodded. Her panic attack had yet to be tamed, but at least she didn’t look like she was visualizing her own jaw being ripped off anymore. EB considered that a win for now.

“Turn your head for me, love,” EB said, and the pet name slipped out without her even thinking it through. Joan obeyed, tensing when the jaw trap jangled when her head moved. “Now sit still for me. Yeah, just like that. Good girl.”

With careful claws, EB began analyzing the back rigging of the jaw trap with a surgeon’s eye. She poked and prodded pieces of the contraption with the gentleness of someone holding an extinct bird egg, knowing the risk if her talons slipped for only a moment.

There were two thick circular seals attached to either sides of the jaws, which seemed to be holding them closed. They were connected by taut wire rope that fastened onto the back, too tough to cut through with her claws, but maybe some bolt cutters or pliers could do the trick…

“Okay, hold still for me,” EB said, pulling a pair of pliers from her tool box.

Joan began screaming, startling EB and nearly making her stab her in the temple.

“What?” EB yelped.

Joan shook her head wildly, and EB had to grab her by the ears to get her to stop from hurting herself further. She screwed her eyes shut, crying harder, and made distressed noises that sounded like she was saying “no.” Upon closer inspection, EB realized her panic when she saw that the wires were tightened into their straightness by a gear--and her knowledge in tech told her that if she were to cut them without unlocking the seal, the trap would spring.

“Shit,” EB muttered.

Joan whimpered. Her wings, shaking so badly they may just shudder right off of her back, pulled close around her like she thought they could protect her. EB’s heart ached at her despair and she wiped her thumb under one of her eyes, brushing away the tears.

“Joan, pup, look at me.” She said softly. She unfurled her wings around Joan, and the hybrid tried to curl into them like she craved their warmth. “I’m not going to let anything happen to you. I’m going to get you free, okay?”

Joan sniffled pitifully and nodded weakly.

EB returned her attention to the back of the trap. She looked closer, carefully poking her claws through the cracks and creases in the metal. She eventually saw a sprocket and fastener near the center, slightly obscured by springs and links. She could tell that it was the key to unlock the trap, and was probably hard to get to for a reason, so victims couldn’t just reach back and set themselves free.

“Okay, Joan,” EB said, peering in at the fastener. “Take deep breaths. You’re doing so good. I’m going to get you out.”

She reached in and tried to twist the fastener, but it was much too tight for her claws to loosen. Which also made sense. And also made her angrier because a victim wouldn’t ever be able to get the trap off if they were forgotten about.

She took the pliers and stuck them into the small gap, grasping the fastener with the jaws. She began turning it, loosening it slowly but surely, and the jaw trap creaked, then clicked. Joan cried out as the entire thing shuddered around her head, but EB could see that the wires were starting to lose some of their tightness.

“It’s okay, love,” EB said, brushing one of her wings against Joan’s arm comfortingly. “It’s almost off. Just keep breathing.”

Slowly, carefully, the seals and riggings went loose and the entire trap seemed to go slack around Joan’s head, allowing EB to pull it off of the terrified hybrid.

The first thing EB saw were the purple bruises bloomed across Joan’s cheeks and lower jaw from the tightness of the trap, then the nicks and cuts from the frayed metal, and then her mouth full of blood.

EB had read about how jaw traps were sometimes so tight that they damaged the jaws of the victim, causing nerve damage and bruising. There was also a plate that went into the mouth, sometimes cutting into the tongue and gums, which explained why Joan’s mouth was all bloody.

Rage boiled up again, like pus from an abscess. EB clenched her talons, driving the black claws into her palms. She released her fists before they could break skin and jumped up to retrieve a rag from the kitchen, which she wet with warm water. She swiped some painkillers from one of the cabinets as well, knowing that Joan had to have been in pain, even if she didn’t say it out loud.

When EB went back to the couch and brought the rag to Joan’s face, Joan flinched away with a whimper. Her eyes were glazed and haunted; she reminded EB of the way she used to be after she had first been reincarnated.

“Hey, hey,” EB gently brushed Joan with her wing. “It’s just me. It’s EB. I’m not going to hurt you.”

“E-EB?” Joan squeaked. Her voice was raspy and hoarse…as if she had worn it out from screaming.

The anger bubbled back up, burning hot, like molten lava trapped in a cauldron. She fought to keep it from showing on her face, knowing it would definitely startle the poor hybrid in front of her if she did.

Joan’s face crumpled and she began to openly cry. “I-I was so scared!” She choked out. “I-I thought I was--” She trailed off into the frantic wheezes and whimpers of a spiraling panic attack.

“Hey, shh,” EB wrapped her wings around Joan, and Joan sunk into them. She was tiny in comparison to the feathery appendages, and EB realized she was curled in them like a chick would in the wings on its mother…and that EB had her hooded like an actual mother hen would.

EB internally snorted. Her? Being a mother hen? That was about as likely as her changing the lightbulb in her lamp, which was definitely getting dimmer by the second. In fact, she would probably be THE WORST mother hen! Absolutely terrible! Would probably actually sit on a kid instead of just hooding them!

Wait, wasn’t it nesting season?

EB shook out her wings and Joan flinched. She quickly calmed her when she made a noise of distress.

“Sorry,” She said, rubbing the hybrid’s head with one hand. She used the other to wipe off the blood on Joan’s face with the rag, making sure to be careful over the tender bruises. When she finished, she gave Joan the painkiller pill, and then Joan promptly balled back up in her wings.

As EB held Joan, rubbing her back with one hand, keeping her protectively wrapped in her wings, she let the anger finally march through her veins like a colony of army ants.

How could someone do this to a kid? She could understand in a way why she had been tortured, she had a blasphemous vision, but Joan was so young. And all she was was a hybrid. She just looked a little strange, and yet people hated her like she was a devil loosed from hell.

A growl curled at the back of her throat, coming out sounding more like something a dog would make rather than a vulture. Her feathers stood on end as she cupped Joan’s face, made her look up at her, and whispered, “Who did this to you?”

Joan’s big yellow ears swiveled around like a searching radar, then pinned back flat against her head. She looked away, hugging her wings around her.

EB let out another growl. She couldn’t have expected Joan to give her an answer; no fault of the girl’s own, she was much too timid and anxious to spill information.

EB gently deposited Joan from her hold and stood up, becoming very aware of the empty, cold feeling that quickly infected her wings. She quickly shook them out, as if they were crawling with spiders, but the feeling didn’t go away. She scoffed. Must be stupid nesting season shit. Not that nesting season affected her. She was METAL and TOUGH. And metal and tough birds do NOT become mother hens!!

“I’ll be back,” EB said, thorns edging her words. She picked up the jaw trap and was surprised that the metal didn’t bend within her tight grasp.

“Wh-where are you going?” Joan asked, stammering over her words.

“To get revenge.” EB stated bluntly, striding for the door.

“P-please don’t leave me!”

That made EB falter. She stopped at the entrance to the apartment, the door half open, her wings spread and ready for flight.

“I’ll be back soon. Don’t worry.”

She hurried out. If she heard Joan’s reaction, then she wouldn’t be able to go on with her plans.

She hoped the little hybrid wouldn’t be mad.

Outside, EB leapt into the night sky and began flapping her way across the city. She pumped her wings furiously, soaring like a speeding jet through the stars. Her rage fueled her onwards, and she flew like--

(like that damn dove was on her tail feathers.)

Elizabeth grit her teeth through the pain. One by one, her brown feathers were plucked from her wings, leaving ugly bald patches and red marks across the tender pink flesh. She did her best not to whimper or whine, bit small noises of pain escaped her lips against her will.

“Oh, so now you’re quiet,” Chuckled the dove. He ran his claws over a handful of her feathers. His white wings were spattered in blood. “Maybe you should have kept your mouth shut about your fucking visions and you wouldn’t even be in this situation.” He flicked his wings and droplets of blood went flying. “Though, I guess I wouldn’t have gotten to have some fun with you right now. And I don’t expect a vulture to understand anything.” He raked his claws down Elizabeth’s left wing and laughed cruelly.

--like a demon was on her tail feathers. A demon. Not a dove.

EB shook her head and growled deep in her throat. She flew faster, beating her wings until her muscles burned with exertion.

(like how her back burned when the dove whipped her)

A cry of pain escaped Elizabeth’s lips when the whip came down on her bare back, slashing open a gouge down her tender flesh. Blood came pouring out, wet and hot and sticky down her spine. Her head spun- how many lashings has this been now? Five? Twenty? A hundred?

The dove’s laugh from behind her sounded like the cackle of a hyena.

“Still no new visions?” He asked. “I surely thought I could beat them out of you.” He leaned down in front of Elizabeth, and his face was dripping with her blood. “Come on, nun. Predict my future. Where am I gonna be in twenty years?”

“They don’t--work like that.” Elizabeth said through her teeth. The pain was sharp and radiating, burning like a wildfire through her back. Her wings were trembling violently and every shudder sent a new wave of torture vibrating through her nerves.

The dove laughed loudly, and Elizabeth winced. “Well, aren’t you tough?” He gave a gravelly chuckle and raised the whip again. “That won’t last much longer.”

“GET AWAY FROM ME!!” EB roared, wheeling around to swing her wings at something that wasn’t there. A sharp gust of wind caught her flight feathers and nearly sent her spiraling out of the sky. Sweat dripped down her face and she shook her head wildly, growling. With a whirl of brown and gold, she spun back around and continued her flight path.

She couldn’t remember the last time the memories of her past really came up. She was good at repressing them, beating them down into the darkest reaches of her memory so they could never come crawling back up. And if they did, she would fill her body with so much alcohol or smoke that her brain would drown in liquor and ash and become muddled enough to block out the memories on its own.

But she didn’t have time to drink or smoke or suppress anything. She just had to fly.

(because the dove had made sure she never would again back then)

Elizabeth glared at the dove as he curled around her. It was agony to stand, but she held herself as still as possible. The cuts along her back had broken open and were bleeding through her shirt.

“Tell me a vision, vulture.” The dove said.

Elizabeth growled, opened her mouth, then screamed.

The blade of the tail cutter sliced cleanly through her tail.

EB tucked in her wings and dove from the sky like a comet falling to earth. She opened them back up at the last moment and swooped down to the front stoop of the queen residence. She knocked furiously on the door, surely thinking she was splintering the wood beneath her fist.

(just like the way her bones had been splintered)

Tendons severed, muscles cut away, tail feathers docked, wings twin labyrinths of blood and gore. Elizabeth lied in her cell, shuddering in agony, staring listlessly at the wall. She couldn’t think straight at all anymore. Did she ever really have any visions?

The dove opened her cell down, rope in hand, and stared down at her.

“Get up, vulture,” He said. “You’ve got a big day ahead of you.”

After twenty-two eternal seconds, the front door opened. EB shoved past a confused-looking Cathy and stormed into the house like a raging firestorm.

“JANE!” She roared. “GET THE FUCK OVER HERE!”

“EB, what is the meaning of this?” Howard asked, but EB ignored her.

Jane walked out of a hallway, eyebrows furrowed, and EB nearly tackled her right then and there.

“What’s going on?” The old world swallowtail Cimex asked. Her large wings were twitching nervously, and EB so badly wanted to tear into them with her talons and teeth.

“I am going to be asking the questions here,” EB said to her, fire licking her words. She brandished the jaw trap, and it looked so much more menacing in actual light. Jane tensed, and gasps went around the room. “Recognize this?”

Jane swallowed thickly. “Wh-where did you get that?”

“I think you know.” EB said.

Jane looked confused. “What are you talking about?”

“Don’t play dumb with me, you snotty, pompous gnat!” EB snapped, enjoying the way Jane flinched. “You know exactly where this came from. You know what you did.”

“No, I don’t!” Jane said, glancing all around the room. “I haven’t seen one of those in centuries! I have no idea what you’re talking about!”

“YOU FUCKING LIAR!” EB roared, making everyone in the room jump. “You--you put this thing on a fucking kid, you absolute monster! She came to me crying, thinking she was going to die! I know you’re fucking racist, but how fucking SICK do you have to be to pull this shit AGAIN?”

Jane took a small step back. All four of her hands were wringing in her shirt, like she didn’t know what to do with her arms while she was getting ripped a new one. Her face was ghostly pale, eyes wide in shock, and her wings had started to tremble.

“I-I really don’t know what you’re talking about,” She squeaked.

EB scoffed. “You’re such a fucking joke.” She said. “I knew you were illiterate and fucking stupid, but do I really have to spell it out for you? I know what you did to Joan, and I’m not going to let you get away with it.”

“She did WHAT?” Howard snapped to attention.

“What happened to Joan?” Aragon followed, unfurling her golden dragon wings. She shot an evil glare at Jane.

“She put this fucking torture device on Joan.” EB said, shaking the jaw trap for emphasis. It clanked loudly, the deadly jaws hanging limply. She stalked closer to Jane, ruffling up her wings to look bigger than she already was. The butterfly cowered beneath her, shaking from antennae to toe. With a voice that was dripping with venom, she said, “And you should know that when it comes to all equipment, tech, and machinery, whether it be used in the tour or not, my word is law. And my decree is that if you so much as think of bringing along another one of these wretched devices, then you have another thing coming.”

Jane went to reply, and EB slashed her across the mouth.

Driven backwards by pain, Jane staggered, wings flaring out in shock. Her hands flew to her jaw, pawing tentatively, green Cimex blood drooling through her fingers. Four long claw marks were carved across her lips and cheeks, and EB struggled not to smirk at how long the scars would linger on her face.

“Do NOT try and argue with me!” EB boomed, her voice resounding like thunder through the house. “I did NOT live through torture at the Tower of London to see this fucking thing be used in modern day!” She clutched at the jaw trap with both hands, imagining it were Jane’s head she was crushing between her talons. “You’re not going to hurt anyone everyone again, you fucking monster. Not while I’m around. And if you lay a single claw on Joan, if your silk so much as TOUCHES her, if your wings even BRUSH her, I will fucking kill you, and I will make sure it’s much worse than goddamn natural causes. I will make you feel real pain, you useless baby-making trophy.”

And then she pulled the jaw trap apart, looking Jane dead in the eye as if to say, “THIS is you.”

Silence fell around the house. Jane was frozen, shaking madly, but her petrified expression was more than satisfying for EB.

Was this what the dove felt when he tortured her?

Come on, little nun, tell me my future. Don’t make this all be worthless…

Raising her chin haughtily, EB threw the broken jaw trap at Jane’s feet, fluffed her wings at her, and then turned and walked out.

She took to the sky instantly, and began flying home. She swore she had a boost under her wings as she flew, making her stronger and faster.

She felt powerful.

EB was home in record time, landing smoothly and instantly darting into her apartment.

Joan was curled on the couch where she left her, wrapped up in a cocoon made of her own weird wings. Her head popped up when the door shut, and her grey eyes were rimmed with thick rings of red.

“I told you I’d come back,” EB said.

Joan threw herself at EB, and EB caught her in her wings. The hybrid dissolved into tears once again, sobbing so hard it sounded painful. EB tried to maneuver her back to the couch before she collapsed, but she ended up scooping her up instead. She ignored the weird nagging sense of worry tugging on her brain when she realized how light Joan was, even for an avian of her size. Because she will say it again: she was NOT affected by nesting season!!!!

“Shh, shh, shh,” EB murmured, swaying Joan in her wings. “It’s alright. I’m here now. I’m sorry for leaving you, but I had to take care of something.”

Joan sniffled and whimpered something completely incomprehensible, but EB couldn’t really tell if it was because she was crying or because she was also Scottish, and who could REALLY understand Scottish avians?

“It’s okay, love,” EB held her tighter, feeling stubby little half-chewed claws grip onto her shirt. “I won’t let you go. Everything is alright now. Everything is alright.”

Joan cried steadily for ten more minutes, and EB was surprised that she had that much left in her. But after the storm of tears was over, she was reduced to weak hiccups, slumped against EB’s chest in clear exhaustion. Her shiny grey eyes were clouded with fatigue, and she barely had the strength to even lift her own wings. EB stroked down her crest feathers, clucking.

“Let me get you some water before you die of dehydration, little creature,” EB said affectionately. But when she tried to get up, Joan made quite an adorable whine (don’t tell anyone she thought that, though, or she will fucking rivet you a new anus) and mustered up enough strength to wrap her wings around her stomach and hang on her with her dewclaws. “Uhh. Pup? You gotta let go. I need to get you some water.”

Joan buried her face against her chest and shook her head.

“What, do you want to come with me to the kitchen or what?”

Joan looked up at her, eyes glistening like a newborn baby bat’s, and EB had her answer.

Carrying a hybrid hanging onto her like a baby koala might have been weird if EB hadn’t have read something that said Vespers liked hanging on things because it was “true to their bat nature” and also liked being swaddled by wings because it made them “feel secure” and “reminded them of their mother.” Not that she looked that up because she liked Joan, though! Well, she DID like Joan, but she was just looking up things about Vespers because she was interested in the other tribes, that’s all! Nothing for Joan’s sake! She was just curious!

Oh, who was she kidding? Maybe she could let her persona fall just this once. After all, Joan gave her a reason to change that goddamn light bulb. And when did a little nesting season instincts ever hurt anyone?

#wing au #dont tag as ship #six the musical #six the musical fanfic #six the musical fanfiction #six the musical fic #six the musical au #EB #elizabeth barton #tour joan on the keys #tour jane seymour #tw: blood #tw: torture #put your head on my shoulder

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Liane’s mission - chapter 2.5

WARNINGS: none

Liane was combing Filia's hair while she played with her teddy bear, Twilight. Yoru, her boyfriend, was just watching the two

Liane - hehe, what are you looking at, dear?

Yoru - nothing, I'm just watching a beautiful scene where my girlfriend is combing our future daughter's hair.

Liane - do you want to try?

Yoru - of course, in this I am an expert

Yoru started to brush Filia’s hair

Filia - daddy, you just comb your hair, it doesn't mean you're an expert

Liane - *holding in laughter*

Yoru - now I'm speechless.

Liane - in addition to appearance, has the same personality. She really is your daughter. *laughing softly*

Yoru - my version of the future should be proud just as I am.

Phoenix- Hey Yoru, Viper and Brimstone want to talk to us.

Yoru - what does that old man want with me? I'll be right back dear

Yoru kisses Liane and Filia's foreheads

Yoru and Phoenix are on their way to Brimstone's office

Phoenix - so Brov...

Yoru - what is it?

Phoenix - I'm still jaw-dropping

Yoru - and why?

Phoenix – because you are taking care of a child

Yoru - shut up Phoenix, Liane wanted us to take care of Filia until we find her parents, in other words, our versions of the future.

Phoenix - do you believe it? Do you think that little girl is really your daughter in the future? What if she is Liane's clone in disguise?!

Yoru - it's not her...

Phoenix - how are you so sure?!

Yoru - Liane's radiant abilities are too powerful, she can have health problems if she uses them all the time. Viper said that our clones are just a reflection of each of us. And if Liane trusts the files Kurt sent her, so do I.

The two arrived at Brimstone's office, they knocked on the door and then entered.

Yoru - hope it's important, old man. I don't want to babysit our prisoner again

Phoenix - looks like someone woke up on the wrong foot today.

Brimstone - ok, that's enough! Viper, tell them about the mission

Viper - ok, Liane went to the old Kingdom lab, which unfortunately exploded. But we still detect signs of radianite there, we want you two to go there.

Phoenix - but usually it's Liane who does this kind of mission.

Viper- Liane won't be able to do this mission for 2 reasons, the first reason is that she is busy with Filia, and the second reason is because I want to.

Yoru - and can I know why?

Viper - Liane went on 2 missions and she found her clone 2 times, but in the last mission she mentioned that Filia appeared right after her clone disappeared, me and Brimstone are suspecting that little girl, if she's not from future, so she can clone Liane using her abilities.

Yoru - but what about the files Kurt sent?

Viper- Yoru, I trust the files Kurt sent to us after he died, but when that little girl showed up at our base, I started to raise suspicions if she's Liane's clone.

After the two left the office, Yoru was worried and wondering if Filia is really his daughter in the future.

The two took their guns and went with Yoru's new car. Viper gave them the location of the old lab, when the two arrived, the place was all collapsed

Phoenix - looks like the place was abandoned a long time ago

Yoru - Viper said we have to be careful

Phoenix - you're not one of those following orders.

Yoru - you're right, I'll do it my way

Yoru takes his mask from the dimensional fabric and checks the location, Yoru starts talking to Phoenix on the communicator:

Yoru - after all, what does Viper want so badly in this place?

Phoenix - well, to sum up what she said, that this place may or may not have radianite, she wants us to investigate whether it has radianite or not.

Yoru - ok, this is like taking candy from a kid.

Phoenix - if any enemy but Liane's clone appears, it means that Filia is Liane's clone.

Yoru - I'm still refusing to believe this theory

Phoenix - and if it's true?

Yoru - and if not?

The two were arguing until they heard a strange noise

Yoru - did you hear that?

Phoenix - I heard

Yoru - Phoenix, go to room A, and I'm going to room B

Phoenix - understood

The two went to both rooms

Yoru - there's nothing here, what about you? Is anyone there? Phoenix? Kuso. The communicator stopped, perfect.

Meanwhile, Phoenix entered room A and readied his weapon and headed for the enemy. He made his wall of fire to corner the enemy

Phoenix - hands up, come on!

It was a hooded woman, she raised her hands

Phoenix -now come slowly

The woman walked until she got her whip and took Phoenix's gun and shot him in the leg.

Phoenix - ARGH!

The woman took off her hood and revealed that she was Liane's clone

Liane - don't fuck with Chameleon. And don't disturb me!

Liane's clone took her grappling hook and went out through the ceiling.

Yoru came out of his dimensional fabric and saw the Phoenix writhing in pain on the floor

Yoru - Phoenix, what happened?

Phoenix - that damn clone shot my leg and got away! Why didn't you call?!

Yoru - because your communicator stopped! We have to get you to Sage.

Phoenix - no need *argh* I can heal myself

Yoru saw the Phoenix heal using his fire.

Yoru - I will inform Viper

Phoenix - ok

Yoru - Viper, are you listening?

Viper - I'm listening Yoru

Yoru - Phoenix and I explored the site, and no sign of radianite.

Viper - that's good to hear. Any enemies?

Yoru - only one

Viper - is the clone of Liane

Yoru - correct

Viper - great, I'll get that little girl out of the interrogation room

Yoru - y-y-you put her there?!

Viper - yes.

Yoru - why?!

Viper - I put her there in case you don't see Liane's clone on your mission

Yoru - Viper, is Liane there?

Viper - so is she.

Yoru - oh thank God

After the Phoenix had healed, the two went to the car and returned to base.

Filia - おとーさん!

Filia ran and hugged Yoru's leg.

He lifted her up and hugged her. When Phoenix tries to pat her head, Yoru always hits his hand

Phoenix - come on, man?! She is my niece

Yoru - since when? As long as I'm her father, you're still not allowed to touch her little head

Phoenix - so ok.

Yoru was stroking her head, until Filia started to laugh

Filia - hihihi, that tickles .

Yoru saw that it was Phoenix poking Filia's belly, Phoenix saw that Yoru looked at him angrily

Phoenix - what? You said I'm still not allowed to touch her little head

Yoru wanted to curse him, but he saw that Filia was beside him. Phoenix took this opportunity to stroke her little head.

Yoru - oh no, now you're asking!

Yoru put Filia down and went after Phoenix

Phoenix - come get me, daddy Yoru

Yoru - now you're pushing the limits! My patience is limited!

Sage stood beside Filia while she drank tea

Sage - they're both very childish, but that's one of the keys to being a father

Filia - Aunt Sage, where's ママ?

Sage - if you're asking about your mom, she's resting in her room, she took care of you all day

Filia yawns, catching Sage's attention, making the healer laugh.

Sage - it seems that games have made you sleepy. I'll call your father... Yoru

Yoru stopped chasing Phoenix and went to Sage's direction, he noticed that Filia slept in her arms, Yoru took her and took her to Liane's room, he placed beside her.

He kissed Filia's forehead and Liane's forehead. And he slept with them.

(if all of you try to figure out wich anime I inspired to draw the first drawing, click on the heart <3)

Mari - OC from @kanaesparadise

Hera - OC from @runeterrankhaleesi

#Liane interactions #valorant oc

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kiseki-no-scenarios · 4 years

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Oh anon, of course I will write something for you!! Chronic pain is a difficult issue for anyone to suffer from, and I hope that you have many more good days than bad!

A close friend of mine suffers from severe scoliosis and had to miss a lot of days of school due to the pain on some days so I have a bit of experience seeing someone dealing with spinal issues. I hope this cheers you up!!

Boyfriend!GOM and Reader with spinal injuries

Akashi Seijuro

Akashi never missed a single thing. With just a single glance, he could immediately tell if what kind of day you were having, and you had long given up on trying to hide your bad days from him.

Unfortunately, today was one of those days. The pain medications you had taken earlier in the day seemed to be wearing off faster than usual, and you sucked in a deep breath trying to not react to the painful tingles that accompanied your every movement.

When the bell rang signaling the start of lunch, you remained seated while the rest of your classmates had all stood up, grabbing their lunchboxes or leaving for the cafeteria.

Biting your lip, you gingerly began reaching for your cane, moving slowly to prevent any additional aggravation to your spine.

“_____.”

“Seijuro?” Turning your head, you see your boyfriend at the door of your classroom, making his way towards you. “Sorry, I know we planned to meet up for lunch…”

“I’ve simply decided to come to you, _____. A short walk around the courtyard may help relieve the stiffness in your back.” Carefully, Akashi hands you your cane, before reaching out for your other arm. “A walk arm in arm sounds good, doesn’t it?”

“It does sound pleasant.” You reply, smiling for the first time that day.

“I will always be here to support you, _____. Whether it be with my arms or with my heart.”

Kise Ryouta

“Sit, sit! Today is pampering _____-cchi day!” Kise guides you to the couch, forcing you to sit down before he returns with an armful of pillows. “I’ll even provide my special pillow-fluffing service~”

“Ryouta, I can barely see over all of these pillows…” One by one, Kise was adding pillows around you, and before long you were surrounded by what seemed like a literal tower of fluff.

“But you’re comfy, right?”

“Very comfy.” You nod, easing your body into the nest of pillows. “I feel like I’m on a cloud!”

“_____-cchi is an angel, and angels sleep on clouds.” Leaning down, Kise kisses your forehead. “I’ll do anything _____-cchi wants me to do today! Do you want something to eat?”

“Anything?”

“Anything!”

“Then…” Reaching up, you tap your pointer finger on Kise’s lips. “Sing for me, Ryouta.”

“Wha-“ Kise blushes as he pouts, and you can only laugh at the look on his face. “I’m not that great at singing…”

“You promised! Anything I wanted, right?” Responding to his pout with one of your own, you poke his lips again. “Sing for me, my little songbird.”

“Heh. You don’t play fair, _____-cchi.”

You close your eyes as Kise begins humming softly, singing what sounds like a lullaby.

And just like that, ensconced in a soft nest, feeling the vibrations of Kise’s voice, you drift off into a pleasant sleep.

Midorima Shintarou

“_____, Midorima-kun is at the door.”

“Huh? What’s he doing here?” Confused, you slowly sit up from your bed.

“You’ll have to ask him yourself, honey.” Your mom replies with a smile, helping you down the stairs.

Midorima is indeed in the middle of your living room, engaged what seems like a staring contest with your little brother.

“You look like a carrot.” Your little brother suddenly says, and you can’t help but laugh at the indignant look on Midorima’s face.

“I am not a carrot, nandayo.”

“You’re my cute carrot, Shin-tan.” You tease, walking forward. “So, what’s with the surprise visit?”

Midorima clears his throat, bowing his head to your mother. “_____-san, please allow me to take _____ out tonight. I will have her back at a reasonable hour.”

“That’s perfectly fine, Midorima-kun!” Smiling, your mother tugs your little brother back so the two of you could leave. “Have fun!”

Still confused, you find yourself staring at the cart parked outside your house. “I’m still confused, what’s this?”

“Takao insisted that I use it for our…date.” Midorima mumbles, turning his face away slightly. “There’s enough room in there for you to lay down, and there is going to be a meteor shower tonight.”

Looking into the cart, you notice that a bed of pillows and blankets were had been arranged inside. “Aww, Shin-tan…”

“I-I just had some free time tonight, that’s all.” Reaching out for you, Midorima gently wraps his arms around your waist, helping you settle into the cart.

“Hehe. This is the best, Shintarou. Thank you.” Planting a kiss on his cheek, you giggle softly at the startled look on Midorima’s face.

As Midorima began to pedal, you noticed that the stars did seem to shine brighter than normal tonight.

Aomine Daiki

“If you drop me, it would be very, very bad.”

“Like I’d do that.” Scoffing, Aomine adjusts your position on his back. “Are you doubting my strength?”

“Not your strength, but you can be an idiot sometimes, Daiki.”

“Oi, is that anyway to talk to your boyfriend??”

“Just stating the truth.” Laughing, you press your cheek against Aomine’s broad back. What had started as a fun day at the court watching Aomine playing basketball with Kuroko and Kagami had ended abruptly when you started hurting.

“…I’m sorry.” You whisper, feeling tears welling up in your eyes. “I’m a mess, I’m just bothering you all, and I bet I’m heavy too…”

“…Babe. _____.” You sniffle as Aomine’s voice drops into a comforting tone. “Why are you apologizing? If you’re hurting, there’s no need to hide it.”

“You were having so much fun, and because of me we have to go home…!”

“I can play basketball with Bakagami and Tetsu anytime, so don’t worry about it. Seriously. Now stop crying, you’re going to make my jersey wet.”

“Jerk. Just for that I’m dropping a popsicle down your back.”

“Jeez, what has Tetsu been teaching you, I swear…”

Hooking your arms around Aomine’s neck, you squeeze tightly. “Thank you…”

“Anytime, babe.”

Of course, in true Aomine fashion, he broke the romantic atmosphere a second later by squeezing your butt.

“DAIKI!”

Murasakibara Atsushi

“Ne, _____-chin. What do you want to eat?”

“Mm not hungry.” You reply, words muffled by the couch you were laying face down on. “Everything hurts.”

You hear Murasakibara shuffling around, opening cupboards here and there. “Muro-chin says that eating something sweet always helps.”

“…I guess I want some cake.”

“Cake…Cake sounds good.”

“It’s fine if you want to go visit that bakery with Himuro-kun, Atsushi.” You felt bad, having originally made plans to try out the newest pastries that were debuting today with Murasakibara, but the pain in your spine was too much to bear.

“It’s fine. Muro-chin can go with Kuro-chin and Kaga-chin.”

“Sorry, lets go next time-“ You gasp suddenly, feeling Murasakibara’s hands press down along your back. “Oof!”

“Hold still, _____-chin.” Murasakibara murmurs, his hands slowly moving up and down your back.

“That feels really good…” Closing your eyes, you focus on the sensation of Murasakibara’s large hands kneading your back. There were some areas that felt more sore than others, but you could feel your muscles loosening as a result.

“Cakes don’t taste as good without _____-chin.”

“Mm…” You could only make a noise of agreement as Murasakibara’s hands continue to press down, soothing the painful spots along your spine.

You were so lost in the cloud of relaxation that you didn’t even notice Murasakibara had pushed up the back of your shirt and was now touching your skin directly.

“_____-chin looks so tasty…”

“Eek, Atsushi…! That tickles!”

Pressing kisses to your skin, Murasakibara only hummed in response. “ _____-chin tastes so sweet~”

#knb scenarios #knb #kuroko no basuke #knb headcanons #knb imagines #akashi seijuro x reader #kise ryouta x reader #aomine daiki x reader #midorima shintarou x reader #murasakibara atsushi x reader

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kenmastwin · 4 years

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Fascinating ✰ KageHina

Genre: smut, first time, very sweet love making

Words: 1,901

Inspiration:

“Flowers bloom following the way of my fingertips, Every breath you take is entrancing, Don’t stop, come even closer to me.” - Groove by EXO

Today was a big day. Hinata had been on the toilet at least three times already and when the time came to meet up with Kageyama at the restaurant, he was so jumpy that even the call of his name made him fly out of his seat. Kageyama wasn’t in a much better state, either, he was simply better at hiding it. At one point during the evening, it crossed the both of their minds that maybe deciding that they would sleep together for the first time tonight wasn’t their best idea.

Still, they have been dating for long enough and tonight was as good as any other. They both longed for the experience but the anticipation kept them so on edge that it was impossible to focus on anything else.

Arriving to Kageyama’s home marked the moment when their stress peaked and if it weren’t for Hinata basically vibrating with nervousness, Kageyama might have passed out on his own doorstep. Strangely enough, seeing Hinata so restless calmed him down. He let out a long sigh as he led the way to his bedroom and sat down on the bed. He held out a hand towards Hinata and attempted an empathetic smile. He hoped he succeeded.

“Don’t be so nervous, it’s just me.”

“Right…” Hinata didn’t seem any calmer but took Kageyama’s hand and joined him on the bed, nonetheless.

Kageyama stared at him, examining every little reaction his boyfriend let slip as if they were on the court, in the middle of a tight game. His thumb rubbed small patterns on the back of Hinata’s hand in soothing motions. “We don’t have to do anything if you’re not ready, it’s fine,” he said, having half a mind to just throw all of tonight’s plans out the window before his heart gave out.

However, Hinata shook his head furiously, “No, I’m ready, I’m just a little nervous.”

“Yeah… I’m nervous too…” Kageyama pointedly looked away, a hint of pink coloring his cheeks. It made Hinata’s eyes widen. Kageyama was hardly ever nervous and even when he was, he would deny it with all his might. But now, here he was, admitting it while blushing. Hinata’s heart softened.

“So even you are nervous at times, huh?” he teased, grinning widely when Kageyama turned back to face him both embarrassed and angry.

“Shut up, I-” Kageyama’s incoming rant was cut off by a pair of lips landing on his own and a chuckle tickling him when Hinata pulled away.

“No need to be nervous, it’s just me.”

Kageyama looked so offended by his words being thrown back at him that he couldn’t utter a sound, only glared at the man laughing merrily in front of him. Finally, he sighed, “I really can’t win against you, can I?”

“Hehe, not a chance, Kageyama-kun,” Hinata giggled, wrapping his arms around Kageyama’s neck. “And now that you calmed down, kiss me.”

Kageyama rolled his eyes, the images of Hinata being a jittery mess earlier today flashing through his mind before he leaned in to lock their lips together.

Kissing was nice, a well-practiced routine they could never grow bored of, much like volleyball. Their lips moved in perfect sync, bringing immediate comfort to the room. The tip of a tongue poked at Hinata’s lips and it slipped inside his mouth without any restraint, joining his own in a passionate dance. Hinata’s fingers combed through Kageyama’s dark locks, pulling him even closer. Kageyama did the same with his hands on Hinata’s waist. Breathing was none of their priority and after a quick inhale, their lips met again, hating to be separated for even a second.

They were both panting when they finally pulled away, face flushed, lips puffy and parted as they tried to catch their breath. Their gazes locked and a glint of mutual understanding flashed through tangerine and blueberry eyes. Hinata pulled his shirt over his head and Kageyama followed suit. They kissed again for the who knows what time, a new kind of fire igniting when skin touched skin. Kageyama slowly leaned down, pressing his body into Hinata’s until they were both lying on the bed.

He pulled away and his breath got caught in his throat as he stared at Hinata’s figure under him. His hair was even more of a mess than usually, his cheeks were flushed red and his eyes glossy with an emotion Kageyama didn’t often see. His bare chest heaved up and down as he panted and Kageyama felt a rush go through his entire body in the form of a shiver.

“Kageyama-” Hinata’s voice came out as a hurried question when he caught the dangerous glint in his lover’s eyes. He felt a lump blocking his remaining words in his throat as Kageyama’s lips pressed against his neck. His entire body went numb when Kageyama sucked on his sensitive skin, wondering how he could immediately find the right spot without even thinking about it.

Kageyama continued kissing, sucking and biting all over Hinata’s neck and shoulders, slowly making his way downwards. His ears were full of all the little noises that slipped past Hinata’s lips and his own rushing blood. He knew he was way too immersed in his ministrations when he realized that he was not at all nervous anymore. All he could feel was an intense desire to take as much of the man under him as he was allowed.

Hinata was fascinating. This was one of the rare moments when Kageyama could freely adore and wonder about the ways Hinata expressed himself so freely, so unlike him. Kageyama’s fingertips brushed along his sides, slid down his chest and rushed up his stomach only to have Hinata flinch, lean into the touch and have goosebumps rise on his skin. Kageyama kissed down on pale skin, drawing gasps and sighs from Hinata's lips. He would leave purple love bites and relish in the sound of unrestrained moans and whines. Kageyama was bewitched by every single reaction Hinata granted him, getting greedier after every single one, never getting enough.

It was an accident. As much as it was natural in such a heated moment, it seemed as if the two had already forgotten about what they were even doing. Kageyama rose up to kiss Hinata again when his thigh brushed against an already present erection. Hinata whined, the sound much louder and striking than what Kageyama managed to draw out of him so far. The both of them stared at each other, wide eyed.

“Uh...”

“So...”

“Y-yeah...”

The awkward conversation out of the way, Kageyama helped Hinata out of his pants, underwear and socks, gulping at the sight of his now fully naked lover.

“Don’t stare, you take it off too,” Hinata muttered, irritation lacing his voice that served the purpose of masking his embarrassment.

“Curious much?” Kageyama teased, rising to his knees and deliberately taking his time pulling his pants down.

“No way!” Hinata blushed a shade darker, redder than a tomato and Kageyama snickered to himself. Suddenly, almost naturally, an idea came to him as if his instincts were telling him how to proceed from here.

“Give me your hand,” he said, reaching out to hold one of Hinata’s hand. He guided it to his crotch still covered by his underwear, letting his hardening member be touched.

Hinata gasped at the unfamiliar sensation, his mouth opening with curiosity as he felt Kageyama up, stroking through the piece of clothing until he could hear Kageyama’s low moans. Hinata peeled off the underwear carefully, releasing the cock that was fully hardened and dripping with pre cum. He looked up at Kageyama with a question in his gaze. Kageyama nodded.

A tube of lubricant and a condom appeared from a nightstand’s drawer and soon, everything was prepared for the final act. Kageyama positioned himself between Hinata’s legs to replace his fingers with his cock. He pushed inside slowly, very slowly, and his brows furrowed with concentration, his mind more focused than setting up at a critical moment. He wasn’t worried, though, because just like at a critical moment in a game, Hinata was the one there with him now as well. The person who trusted him fully and the person he fully trusted. Everything is going to be fine, he told himself as he bottomed out.

“How does it feel?” he asked, trying not to think about how good it felt for him. His entire body was burning with the desire to move, to set a pace, to hurry and chase his pleasure.

“Alright,” Hinata breathed out, panting a bit.

“Does it hurt?”

“Mn,” he shook his head. “It’s okay.”

“Tell me if it hurts. Don’t try to bear it, understand?” Kageyama only dared to move when Hinata reassured him that he would let him know if it hurt too much. Kageyama’s worry wasn’t baseless, he had first-hand experience seeing how Hinata pushed himself even when he was burning with a fever.

Taking a deep breath, Kageyama began to move in and out, his hips making slow and deliberate motions. Soft groans left his lips as he relished in the tight warmth wrapped completely around him, urging him to go faster and even deeper. His eyes were locked on Hinata’s face, observing his expressions, the way he opened and closed his mouth to make way for moans, complimenting Kageyama when he hit the right spot. Once again, he got lost in the ever-changing reactions of his boyfriend, shifting his body and his movements just to see what Hinata’s face would show him. A demand passed on by a whine, a moan, a tremble and Kageyama had already forgotten about his own pleasure, focusing entirely on the man under him.

He was only reminded of it when he felt as if something was about to burst inside him, wiping his mind blank. He’d just noticed the way he was rapidly snapping his hips against Hinata’s, seemingly in the same kind of state. It wasn’t surprising, their stamina and their mindset were both similar, it somehow made sense that their ways in the bedroom would also be the same.

“Tobio, Tobio!” Hinata shouted, anxiety evident in his tone.

Kageyama leaned down to kiss him as a way of comfort. “Shh don’t panic, it’s okay, it’ll be over soon.”

To be honest, Kageyama also had no idea what to expect but he did know that it would be okay and it would be over soon. As long as they were together, it would be okay so he wasn’t afraid of letting himself come undone.

Hinata did the same, quietly whimpering as Kageyama captured his lips again and again.

It was all over, naked bodies dropping down powerlessly on messy bedsheets. Limbs tangled, they struggled to catch their breath after coming down a high they experienced for the first time.

Hinata, ever the one with unlimited energy, was the first one to speak. “You did well,” he said, patting the head resting on his chest.

Kageyama snorted, “Of course I did.” But what he really thought was that’s a relief. He didn’t hurt Hinata, he let Hinata feel pleasure, he did well.

And so, the two of them could lay there, savoring the moment of their first time together.

#haikyuu #kagehina #kageyama tobio #hinata shouyou #haikyuu fanfiction #kagehina fanfiction

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espship18 · 4 years

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Kpop ship for guccigodv

Hello hello, helLO! After an unwanted break from ships six months wow I hate it I FINALLY have a ship for you guys! It feels good to be back at it again, and I have a ship for @guccigodv ! I’m excited let’s go!

Based off of your request, I learned this about you:

You have tan skin, 5′7, with brown curly hair and brown eyes

R and B and hip hop are your favorite music genres

Some hobbies include: writing, dancing, fashion, working out, and travelling

Mom of the group

You’re a meme lover

A hopeless romantic

You can be emotional and protective

Needs freedom and alone time

Ideal type: affectionate, romantic, and like a best friend

And in your request, you have been asked to be shipped with BTS, NCT, and Stray Kids! I’ve had caffeine, let’s go!

BTS: J-Hope

Okay, SO, you two would be lovable cutie pies who love and laugh a lot. Together, you’re sunshiney happy babes, who can be hyper and wild, but also chilled out and you can vibe it out. Instagram baddies too omg, you two can SLAY the freaking game, man! I can just see you two doing fun and goofy dances to ‘chicken noodle soup’ and bouncing on the couches and the chairs- just don’t do it on the spiny chairs bc Hobi hurt himself on that last time, lol. Hobi would also be the best hype man, and the most lovable little bean you’re ever gonna find in your life. His mood range is very broad, so if you’re down and need a pick me up, Hobi is there for you, and if you wanna chill on the couch and read a book, he can put in his ear buds and work on his tracks and you two can have this warm and calming atmosphere. Hobi is also that boyfriend who will provide for you and he will get you anything you could ever need or want in your life. He never expects anything in your return either- he knows he has your life and your time as a payment/reward, and that drives him to go that extra mile and then some. You two would go on a lot of trips together, and you log your trips always so you can keep the memories. If you’re having a stressful couple of days or weeks, Hobi will invest and make you a spa day with the works. Hobi will scour the internet to find calming facials that he could do on you, which he would use one of the members as a test dummy so he won’t be a complete klutz when you’re supposed to be relaxing. This boy will even make home made bath bombs in your favorite colors and scents so you can take a load off. And if you need snuggles, Hobi will join you and you’ll have soft time together and giggle and just hold each other and maybe even fall asleep for a little bit. If it were to be date night, I don’t think Hobi would go above and beyond for date night- more like he will take a more calm and bonding time approach to date night. You two like to make funny meme’s of the boys when you’re on dates and you’ll send them out to the internet to consume. You two will also go through twitter and tumblr and find the best meme’s of the day- it’s more fun than people would think! PDA is two ways 1) attached at the hip or 2) he’ll watch over you. A L OT of hand holding, no matter what the feeling is, you two have a thing for holding hands. We got a forehead kisser too omg, there ain’t no way in hell that boy is that tall and you’re not getting a forehead kiss! So be prepared for a lot of them!

NCT: Winwin

One of those ultimate friends to lovers story, omg. From what I’ve gathered so far, you two are easy souls and you can move with the wind and be happy together. You two can be very clingy to each other, but you also can have that alone time separated from each other- it’s healthy. I honestly think Sicheng would be the one to fall first- I like that idea a lot actually. Okay listen, when you two would meet, it wouldn’t take much for you two to develop crushes on each other bc you’re like cute af. You two would be friends for a long time, too scared to tell each other that you like each other, since I see a pattern that you two are quiet about your emotions normally, but when you have that catalyst that kicks the walls down, you become an open book. Since Sicheng is often stressed because of work and such, you’d be a really good source of relief and comfort to him, so I can see you two having a lot of deep conversations and pour your hearts out to one another, and THAT’S how you really fall for each other. You two also give me the vibe that you two love to have some healthy competition with each other. You give him challenges and drills to do whether it’s language skills or his dancing skills, you like to poke at him and tease him, which he’s a boy, he’ll take those challenges. At the end of the day, it’s all play and you just want Sicheng to shine, and he appreciates it more than you think he would. Okay L IS T E N, morning yoga- hear me out. As I mentioned in the intro to this ship, you two seem like easy going people, so it would SO FREAKING PERFECT if you two would get up early in the morning, have tea, and do yoga together. Sometimes if the caffeine in the tea kicks in you do the funny couples yoga poses, but you two always take time in the morning to reset and prepare yourselves for the day ahead. Dancing is also a big part of your relationship, we can’t forget that! You both experiment with different styles, you learn dances together, and I love the idea of you two combining your main type of dances together, so Sicheng’s traditional Chinese dance, and your hip-hop background. I’m very sure that you two can make some masterpieces together. Lastly, PDA. PDA is small and basic, there’s not a lot of pressure to feel like you have to be lovey dovey- you can just go with the flow. Sicheng would give the BEST bear hugs ever, he’s also a fan of forehead kisses, you also love to fiddle around with his hair when you get the chance as well!

Stray Kids: Chan

Okay so, this one may or not be my favorite one of the three, a match made in heaven! You two can cover all the nine yards of a relationship and I freaking love it!! First and foremost, I wanna say that you two would bond most over music. I honestly can’t remember if I’ve used this topic before, but if I did, ah well, but it’d be so cute if you two met at a little café. You both would be standing in line to wait for your coffee before you were gonna hang out and do some work at the café, and you’d have some artists pins on your bookbag, and Chan would notice that you two had similar tastes in music. He’d come up with a joke about a debate in one of the fandoms to you and it would catch your attention immediately. You’d have opposing views on the little debate(it’d be about a song or something), but you would find yourself getting your drinks together, sitting at a table to together, and talking about the music group plus more groups you’re interested in not long after that. Next thing you know, it’s been a few hours later and you two have talked about almost every range of music you can think of. It’s also really sweet because you two feel like you’ve known each other for a while, when you two would ask what your names were about three hours into talking to each other, it’s so SWEET OMG. After that day in the café, your relationship would just blossom so fast. I also like the idea of you two being workout buddies. You would help him get the motivation to be more consistent and take care of himself(which we al know that Chan needs it oml). You two would have that relationship like you just have the feeling that you two wanna be around each other constantly, and even when you’re not around each other, you find yourself always texting or sometimes facetiming. Then the stars align and you sort of just fall into a relationship. You two would have a lot of quirks- such as the way you two would get each others attentions. Instead of words, you would use sounds or motions. Example, sometimes you’ll just stare at Chan until he answers you, and then Chan will use animal noises, which get more weird as he tries to get your attention. A LOT of studio dates- it’s your little spot, it’s got a couch, you can get take out, it’s simple and effective and it works for y’alls vibes. Happy beans nonetheless! PDA is SO SWEET, I honestly think that Chan would be a clingy boyfriend. You both can be very snuggly, and don’t be shocked if Chan wants you to play with his hair- he’s soft like that, hehe.

~STA

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shadowysludgebakerystudent · 5 years

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The golden friendship series 1(fnaf) grawolfquinn style (Goldie x oc) part 2- you're a....WHAT?!?!

*a few hours later, 11:25pm*

Goldie had never been able to talk to someone like this before well, at least with a human kid, of course. For the last few hours or so, he and Tana have being talking about a lot of things. What music they like, food, games, pranks, all kinds of things that made them both smile. Goldie has never done this before for a long time, let along with a human girl. Sure he has done the with freddy, but that was a long time ago, a long ways before the "accident". Tana on the other hand really, really was staring to like goldie, in every way possible that she could see right now.

"He's really funny and sweet," she thought. She also loved the colors of his hat, bowtie and eyebrows. She wanted to ask if purple is his favorite color just like it is hers. Goldie on the other hand, wanted to know why she was talking to him in the first place. Don't get him wrong, it was nice to talk to someone but surly someone had told her not to talk to him, like freddy fazebear for that instance.

Heck, surly enough, fazhead has made it his mission to make sure that everyone in the pizzaria hate him. And almos everyone did, except for bonnie, tc, mangle, mari and chica...At least he thinks she doesn't hate him, hopfully she didn't hate him.

"Hey, you okay goldie?" Tana asked the golden bear. She had noticed that he had gotten mad but she knew that it wasn't towards her but someone else in the pizza place. Goldie blinked at her and notice the worry and concern in her very pale eyes. He knew that he had gotten lost in thought and it made the little girl worry about him. He smiled at her to let her know that he was okay.

"Oh, yeah Tana I'm fine, really I am," he said. He saw the worry in her eyes once more before it faded away and was replaced with joy and love. He really likes her eyes, he wishes he could stare at them all night and day long. He smiled down at her and she did the same to him in return.

"Okay, if you say so," she said to the golden bear. Goldie shock his head yes as if telling her that he was sure he was fine. He was about to ask her an other question to get to know her better, but something caught his eye and he looked down at her right wrist to see what it was that caught his eye. Turns out it was a watch that had caught his eye, but it wasn't like any watch he had every seen in his life and that was saying something. That watch had a blue center with a dark orange button on one side of it while there was a dark magenta button on the other side of it.

Tana saw him staring down at something and she followed his graze until she realized that he was looking at her watch that her dad had giving her a year ago right after her mother left them a few days before that. Just thinking about her mother still makes her sad sometimes.

"Oh, sorry, I don't mean to stare, it's....just....I have never seen a watch like that one before,in my life" goldie said with a little nervousness in his voice. Tana looked back up at him and smiled.

"No, it's okay goldie. And this isn't just a watch," she said while hold her wrist with the watch to show him. He looked at her with confusion in his eyes and on his face. What did she mean by that?

"What do you mean?" He asked her. Tana then got up from the box she was sitting on and held her hand out to him for him to take it.

"I'll show you," she said. Goldie then took her hand and got off the box he was sitting on and let Tana lead him almost to the back of the backroom. They then stopped and Tana let go of his hand and walked about two feet in front of him and turned to him and smiled as she lifted her wrist up to her stomach where her other hand grabbing the center piece of the watch.

"This is called the "disguise-o-watch". It helps people who have animal parts like say ears and tail to be hidden from the public eye and changes their hair color to a normal one just like it does with mine." She said to him. Goldie stood there with a slacked jaw and his eyes wide. Did he really just hear her right? Did she say that she has ears and tail like an animal? He needed to know if it was true or not.

"So....if you're not a human, then....What are you exactly?" He asked. Tana smiled bigger at him and goldie saw her eyes grow bright as he asked her that question.

"I'm a werewolf," she said. Goldie didn't know what to think as she said that.

"You're a.....WHAT!?!?!" He almost shouted that. He then realized what he did and shrunk back with fear that she would cry because he just yelled at her. But she didn't do that and it shocked him very much.

"I'm a werewolf," she repeated. Goldie has heard of werewolves but he didn't think that he would meet one. He looked at her up and down, he didn't see any signs on her to prove that she's a werewolf. Then he remembered the watch. It's power was making her look like she's human, but really she's not.

"Here, let me show you how it is done," she said to goldie. He watched as she turned the watch to the right, then to the left and then right back to the center. And in a flash of light goldie covered his eyes from the blinding light. He blinked a ccouple of times to clear his vision and what he saw next made his jaw drop and he swore it would snap right off of his mouth and hit the ground, hard. Instead of the ligh brown, her hair was now a dark purple color with some of it fading into a lighter shade of it. And she had werewolf ears and tail but her tail was just like her hair.

Goldie also saw her little fangs poking out of her top lip just a little bit. The only things that stayed the same was her snow white skin and her eyes. Then there was an awkward moment after that. Goldie looked at the ground while tana's ears went down in sadness. Goldie walked up to her as she continued to look down at the floor wuth her ears down flat aganist her head.

"You look very pretty with purple, you know," he said softly to her. Tana looked up at him with wide eyes.

"Do you love the color purple?" She asked. Goldie then smiled big at her.

"It's my favorite color," he said. This made tana grin the biggest grin she had every done in her life and that was saying something.

"That's my favorite color too!!" She said with exitment in her voice. Goldie smiled big at her, but then he grew curious about her ears. To him they looked really fluffy and he wanted to know if they were.

"You want to know if my ears are fluffy, don't you?" She asked. Goldie jumped from shock. He then looked at her with wide eyes.

"How did you know that?" He asked. Tana then giggled at his question. Goldie flat himself blush from hearing her giggle. It was light as a feather and he wished he could listen to it all day long.

"You have that look everyone makes when they first see my ears and they want to feel them, so go ahead," she said. She then tilted her head forward a little bit, so goldie had a view and reach of them. Go,die hesitated at first, but slowly but surely he lifted his hands up to her ears and grabbed them gently. And he he started to rub them oh so softly that it felt like a feather touch.

"Hehe, they really are fluffy ears," he said with a little chuckle. Tana then started to make little sounds as he was pet her ears softly. Goldie thought they were noises of pain, but he looked at her face and saw a smile right on it. She was enjoying the petting she was getting. Her tail was wagging like crazy from him petting her ears. Goldie then stopped and then pulled his hands away.

"Heh, you know....I might just start calling you fluffpup from now on," he said with a little humor in his voice. Tana then glare at him but she couldn't even stop her smile.

"If that's the case, then I'll call you goldbud, from now on then," she said with a little cockiness in her voice. Then there was silence. It lasted about few minutes until the both of them brush out into laughter. Their little laughter fit came to an end when they heard a clock going off.

"Ding, dong, ding, dong"

Goldie's eyes went wide as he heard the sound. It was midnight. That meet that they others were able to roam freely without any problems other then him. But goldie couldn't help but wonder......

What was freddy going to think when he sees Tana with him????

To be continued...

Stay toon for part 3....

Cliffhanger!!!!!!!!

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the-fiction-witch · 5 years

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Tent by the sea P2

TV SHOW ACCUSED

COUPLE JAKE (TBS) X READER

RATING: CUTE + FLIRTY + SMUTT

I yawned as I felt myself wake up, the warm sleeping bags still zipped together, our blankets all bundled around us like we where cataplillas in a little cocoon as we cuddled. There was a harsh and cold sea wind blowing in, I could hear it smashing into the trees, I could hear it hitting the cars, caravans and small builds, as well as said harsh cold sea wind battering the side of our tent, luckily Jake pegged our tent well into the ground as nothing had come lose even in this wind, every so often you could hear the bang of something come lose of a caravan or something like that. I could hear Jake's gentle sleeping breaths his head on his pillow still fast asleep so I nuzzled closer into his neck giving his lips a little quick kiss he groaned as I did gently sturing before yawning and being back completely asleep again. As he did I noticed something I hadn't noticed when I first woke up, when I went to sleep Jake's arms where around my waist sweetly and softly to pull me close and keep me warm but now... Jake's hands sat on my Butt both his hands one on each cheek having a pretty would grip on them. I giggled a little at him what a dirty boy feeling me up while I was sleeping, I shuffled a little closer to him feeling the result of him having his hands on me all night I was shocked having to check I wasn't dreaming of that I felt it wrong, he was huge! I was so surprised such a big cock for such a slender boy. But I suppose he is very tall perhaps that's why it's so big... I noticed him sturing more so I nuzzled close and shut my eyes just as he began to wake.

He yawned gently moving a little his hands suddenly squished my Butt giving it a gentle grope before moving his hands back to my waist "ughhh.... God dam it" he sighed moving his hips a little clearly noticed the problem there

"Good morning" I smiled as I moved

"Ohh morning, you made me jump" he laughs kissing my head "how long have you been up?"

"Longer then you though I was" I smirk kissing his sweet lips

"Uhhh how long?" He asks nervously

"Long enough Jake" I smirked gently rubbing my hand on his obvious Bonner thought his PJ's

"Uuuuuuuhhh! Y/n! Y/n darling stop it please!" he moans pushing my hand away and getting his breath back

"What's wrong Jake? Wouldn't you want me to touch it?" I smirked giving his lips a little kiss he looked scared and panicked more so then I had ever seen him before, and I've seen Jake's face when his mother found out he was the one who smashed the living room window while she was away "wouldn't you want it to go away?" I ask gently grinding against him

"Uuuuuummmmmm!!" He moans grabbing my arse again "please y/n, darling... it'll go away in the shower please don't make me- uuuh!"

"Alright" I smiled hopping over to my bed with my plushie he sat up and messed with his bed head hair a little as he got his breath back "why don't you want me too?" I ask sorting my clothes

"Ohhh uhh, well we haven't exactly been together very long y/n, plus I know what I'm liked we'd wake half the camp site" he says making me giggle

"Hehe I'll have to figure a way to make you quiet then" I laughed giving him a kiss "but what where you hands doing in my Butt all night anyway?" I ask

"Ohh I Uhhh I moved in my sleep I think darling" he blushed moving a little and wrapping his arms around me giving my neck a kiss "thank you for the little touching you did do though" he smiled

"You welcome, anytime Jake" I smiled "now you coming for a shower?" I ask

"Oohh yeah, okay," he blushed sorting his stuff too.

We walked over to the shower block hand in hand with our stuff I could tell he has tucked the problem into his waistband to make it less obvious however he was struggling to walk the poor boy, when we got there we noticed something it wasn't a separate women's and men's showers, ohh no it was just showers I assume it was meant to be women on one side of the room and men in the other however there was no signs indicating so I went in one and Jake went in the one next to me they where little stone cubicles so we couldn't see anything of each other once we shut the doors and locked them but we could still chat with each other as we showered I waited a good while as we washed and we chatted before "has it gone away yet?" I ask

"No, little bastad won't Bugger off" he complained

"Why don't you do something then? Make it go away?" I suggest "I could help if you liked?"

"Y/n.... Talking like that is not going to help it go down" he whines

"I'm only suggesting Jake" I smiled as I washed

"I know you are... It just, doesn't help when your talking like that at me, plus you are naked on the other side of that wall which also isn't helping" he says

"It's alright I'm done now" I laughed turning off my water and starting to get dry and dressed "I'm gonna head back and make breakfast, see you in a bit Jake" I laughed as I got out

"Okay y/n, ohh before you go... Could I get a kiss?" He asks

"You're in the shower?" I laughed

"I can poke my head out the door" he says

"Alright" I laughed and he quickly popped his head out the door his hair flat and wet and water Running down his body I smiled and gave him a kiss which he happily returned "see you in a bit" I smiled

"See you" he blushed kissing me again before going back in his shower so I went off back to the tent.

I smiled as I sat trying to make eggs for breakfast but the wind kept putting my little gas cooker out when at last I saw jake coming back his hair still all wet,

"what took you so long?" I ask

"Uhh? ohh... I like a long shower that all darling" He shrugs giving me a kiss as he hung his towel over the windbreak and pegged it down so it wouldn't blow away In this wind "Hi" he smiled sitting with me "whats for breakfast?"

"half fried eggs" I sigh

"aww its okay, maybe we could walk into town get one of those sea sides all-day breakfasts or something?" he suggests

"Nah, I wanna stay here and cuddle" i smiled nuzzling into his shoulder

"We can cuddle while we walk darling" he smiled playing with my hair

"Umm five more minutes" I groan Hugging him close sitting in his leg

"Okay y/n, five more minutes" he smiled "you want to lay in your bed?" He asks and I shake my head "do you want your plushie?" He asks and I nod he went to move but u wouldn't let him "darling, you want your plushie you have to move" he says

"No, your my plushie, your my big snuggly Teddy bear" I smile

"Awww darling" he blushed "your far to sweet to me" he says holding me close as we cuddled up.

"Goodnight Jake" I smiled giving him a kiss as we sat in his bed

"Goodnight y/n," he smiled giving me a kiss even if it didn't stop turning quickly into a snog till I pulled back

"Sleepy time Jake" I laughed tapping his nose

"Your right, sorry... I got carried away," he blushed giving me another kiss before I hopped over to my own bed getting tucked in and hugging my plushie he laid down too getting cosy and turning off the light I waited a while listening to the wind on our tent

"Jake?" I ask

"What is it darling?" He asks as awake as I was I could just see him in the tent so I out my hand across towards his airbed and I heard him laugh "alright" he smiled as I felt his hand interwining with mine "we could just cuddle if you wanted y/n?" He suggested

"No, just hold hand" I yawn

"Alright" he smiled "goodnight darling" he whispered his thumb gently rubbing my hand

"Goodnight Jake" I smile drifting off to sleep.

When I woke I could hear the wind hitting the tent wall on Jake's side the cavus moving in the wind, the rain hitting our roof and door, the gentle clicking of zips hitting each other, I shuffled a little in my sleeping bag as my legs where still asleep hearing the fabric of my sleeping bag and blankets make an odd noise as they moved, there was hardly any light when I opened my eyes, even if I thought the time meant it should have been light but this wind and rain denotes a storm over us so it was terribly dark, I jumped Hugging my plushie close as the thunder cracked thought the sky lightning limminating our tent for a second before darkness again. I turned over a little to face inside the tent nuzzling my head on my pillow a little. As I did I heard another noise quieter then the rain and the wind, but I could hear it all the same I listened carefully in the almost pitch black tent it was a noise I recognized but couldn't place for sure so I listened closer leaning out my bed a little

"Uuhh...... Uuuuhh... Umm...uuummmm... Y/n.... Darling...." I was sure that's what was being whispered it must have been Jake I mean we are in a tent the options are fairly limited, by now my eyes had begun to adjust to the darkness, I could see his air bed and his sleeping bag,the bag and blankets slightly moving up and down but not like breathing it was too fast, his head was tucked up alot but I couldn't see his eye twitching and moving where he was clearly awake "uuuuuhhh... Please.... Y/n" he muttered

"Please what?" I ask making him jump out his skin

"Ahhhhh! Y/n! You scared the living shit out of me!" He yelled

"Heheheh I was just curious what you where up to Jake" I smiled leaning in his air bed

"Uhhh nothing" he blushed

"Jake? Do you think I'm stupid?" I ask

"No..." He blushed

"I know exactly what you where up to? What's wrong didn't get enough during your extra long shower?" I ask

"No I didn't, someone else came in I felt... Weird about getting off" he says

"So you where trying in the shower" I giggled

"Of course I was" he says "there Uhhh... There was a little hole in the wall between us..... I Uhhh.... I got to see you" he blushed unable to finish the sentence

"See me? Jake you naughty boy" I giggled "well that's not very fair, after all I haven't seen anything of you"

"I am sorry y/n I didn't want to wake you, I was trying to be quiet and-" he began

"I'll help" I smiled giving him a kiss

"Help?" He squeeked

"I'll help so long as you promise to help me out too" I smiled kissing down his neck Running my hand down his chest to meet where his PJ's and boxers where tugged down to his knees his hand still holding his base as precum dripped down his shaft I smirked looking into those chocolate brown eyes as I replaced his hand with my own and gently began to pump

"Uuuhhhh! ... Uuuhhhh!! Please y/n darling, more in close already" he moans under his breath shutting his eyes tight trying hard not to scream in pleasure "I I don't think I've ever had someone else do it" he blushed

"Really? So I'm the first to touch?" I smirk and he nods blushing alot "how am I doing?" I ask

"Fucking amazing..." He groans "y/n please"

"Please what?" I ask getting faster

"Uuuuhhh! Kiss Me, kiss me please" he begs so I smirked and kissed his sweet lips speeding up my hand again almost at the pase he was at before I made him jump he often moaned and groaned I to my mouth his hands on the small of my back often sliding up my skirt a little to feel my skin I deepened our kiss as I moved my hand up and down his shaft keeping at my pase just as his hands slid to my arse and as he felt what I was doing he grabbed my arse tightly in shock before he began groping again, he pulled away and I kissed down his neck "y/n! Darling! I'm close... I'm I'm gonna..." He moaned so I bit on his neck giving him a hiki and just as I did "uuhh uuhhh uuuuh uuh- UUuuughhh!" He moans as I felt his cock stiffen and then suddenly relax as his sticky seed spurted out onto himself as he got his breath back

"I did good?" I ask

"You did amazing" he smiled giving me a kiss and a cuddle "dam it! I didn't bring like tissues or anything with me" he complained

"That's okay" I smiled giving him a kiss and tugging the sleeping bag Away looking at his now soft cock, even if it was still pretty big I smiled and he looked confused before I licked every drop and swallowed it tasted like... Marshmallow fluff a little bit he seemed shocked by it but enjoying it all the same, as soon as I was done I hopped over my bed getting my clothes sorted for today I heard Jake sit up fixing his pants and he wrapped his arms around me giving me a tight cuddle

"Thank you darling, you did very very good, thank you for doing it" he smiled

"Your welcome Jake" I smiled giving him a kiss

"Did you... want me to take care of you?" He asks

"Later" I winked

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vannahfanfics · 3 years

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Before you read, here’s the previous chapter. New? Start from the beginning!

Rise of the Guardians: Earthsong

Ao3

Chapter 12: War and Peace

Jamie’s eyes were sparkling like a galaxy in motion as he stood frozen in the entrance to Nathalie’s hidden hideaway; his little body simply couldn’t process the majesty of the Tree of Life’s sprawling mass stretching through the domed cave and the scaled bulk of Salazar the dragon snoozing beneath its mass of branches, so he had to take a minute or so to absorb it all. As soon as he did, a shrill scream of excitement erupted from his wee little lungs and he skipped his feet like he was running in place, throwing up dust clouds around him. He didn’t know what to focus on first and so his head zipped about in all directions. Nat giggled and strode into the natural room, gesturing lightly for Jamie to follow. He scampered after her eagerly, clinging to the softly billowing folds of her dress.

“It’s the biggest tree I’ve ever seen…” Jamie whispered in awe as his wide eyes fixated on the branch they passed; it was nearly as thick as three of him.

“This tree is as ancient as the Earth itself. It is Her history,” Nathalie explained. “Do you see those strange fruits it bears, hiding amongst the leaves?” she asked while gesturing to the nearest mini-biome sphere where it sat atop a twisting branch, its iridescent surface rippling as a light breeze passed over it. “Those are the records. Within each one is a world in itself, home to creatures of that habitat and era. The farther back you trace along the tree, the further back in history you travel, all the way to the trunk, where life was but mere cells struggling to survive on an inhospitable planet.”

“Wicked,” Jamie breathed in approving awe. “I wanna look in one!”

Nathalie complied with his wish; with a mere wave of her hands, the tree began to contort and writhe. It branches uncoiled and twisted around one another and coiled again, their gigantic green leaves quivering with the tremors. Jamie exhaled slowly in wonder as one of the branches dipped down to curl slowly around them, bearing one of the glittering clear bubbles close enough for him to observe. Within was the portrait of a deciduous forest on the onset of winter, where a pack of wolves were baying as they chased a massive elk through the thick trunks. Jamie hesitantly poked at the bubble’s surface and jumped back when it easily bowed to his weight, allowing the tip of his finger to slip through the liquid-like surface. Then, without hesitation, he grabbed onto the branch on either side to shove his head into the bubble with a squeal of glee. Nathalie looked to Jack in amusement.

“You two are very much alike.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Jack flushed while rubbing at the back of his neck. Nathalie laughed and looked back to the little boy as he yanked his head back out of the bubble with a breathless smile.

“This is amazing! Show me more, please, please!”

Nathalie allowed Jamie to enjoy the Tree of Life to his heart’s content. The air of the cave was filled with groaning wood and shaking leaves as Nathalie traveled the cords of history, allowing Jamie to peek into the worlds of ages long past. He eagerly absorbed it all like a sponge; he would take his fill of one bubble before giddily requesting the next. Nathalie wouldn’t have thought it possible, but once he had pored over the Tree’s offerings for almost an hour, his eyes were shining even more brightly than when they had arrived. “This is so amazing… I can’t believe something like this exists!” he grinned as he played with one of the leaves that Nathalie had allowed him to pluck from the tree (really, it wouldn’t hurt it, and he thoroughly enjoyed the fact that it was bigger than his head). He waved it around like a flag as he jumped around Nat in a circle. “I dunno what was my favorite! I didn’t know that dinosaurs had so many feathers! The unicorn was prettier than I ever imagined! All the really old fish things were kinda gross-looking but also really awesome! Jack, Jack, wasn’t it so neat when that big crocodile-thing came swooping in and just crunch! ate that other fish and all that blood went everywhere?!” he screamed in rapture as he balled up his fists, one of them crinkling the thick stem of his new toy.

“Uh, yeah, it was cool,” Jack responded lamely because the poor boy was draped over one of the Tree’s branches holding his stomach with a green tint to his pale face. Nathalie had spent a good five minutes teasing him for being so surprisingly squeamish. Nathalie, infected by the boy’s boundless enthusiasm, smiled brightly and pointed at the base of the tree, where Salazar was watching with interest. Jamie’s screams had of course woken him up long ago, but since he was with Nathalie, he had surmised that the little boy was no threat. A forked tongue flickered at the air as the earth spirit gestured to him.

“Jamie, would you like to meet Salazar before we leave?”

“Yep, yep, yep!” the boy cried and took off over the uneven ground for the dragon. He ran right up to his massive paws which could crush him underfoot with so much ease and grabbed one of his talons, shaking it like he would hands. “My name’s Jamie! You’re a beautiful dragon!” he gushed giddily. The dragon made a rumbling noise reminiscent of a purr and flicked his giant tail, clearly pleased with the praise. Nathalie and Jack followed more slowly, wishing to give Jamie room to explore the creature’s features to his heart’s content. Salazar didn’t budge an inch as Jamie clambered onto his scaled back, using his ridged spikes for balance as he tottered up to his elephant-sized head. “Hey, Mr. Salazar, you want a head scratch?” he asked while stooping down to scratch at the scales beneath the holes that served as the lizard being’s ears. Salazar’s back leg began to pump and claw his foot into the ground while his chest rumbled in a thunderous purr, head twisting and tongue lolling out of his mouth with his eyes crinkled up in pleasure. Apparently, a head scratch was just what the dragon ordered. “Hehe! You’re kinda like a big puppy and a big kitty all-in-one, aren’tcha?” Jamie cooed. Salazar growled happily in response. The cave rumbled as the dragon abruptly flipped onto his back, using his wing tip to push Jamie onto his stomach; he wriggled about, begging for more pets, and Jamie happily complied. Nathalie watched him with a warm smile.

“He really is such a curious, appreciative little boy,” Nat remarked to Jack as he lounged against one of the tree’s branches beside her. “I had quite forgotten about how inherently pure children are…” It had been a very, very long time since Nathalie had deigned to frolic amongst humanity. Man’s callous treatment of the Earth and her bounties had only worsened in the last four hundred years; they no longer believed in the entity that was Mother Nature nor that the Earth had any sort of will, so there was no pleading to them to respect their natural surroundings. However, looking at Jamie and his enthusiastic outlook on everything, and his deep-rooted love for the wondrous things around him, Nathalie wondered if children were the key to reversing the sorry state of the world as it was.

“Yeah. He gives me as much hope as I do him,” Jack smiled lovingly as he watched Jamie clamber all over the dragon. His gaze then flickered to her. “I think you would make a good Guardian, Nat.”

“M-me? I don’t know. The role of Guardians is to protect certain aspects of childhood, yes? I haven’t the faintest idea what my role in such would be,” she stammered shyly and fidgeted with the folds of her dress. Jack sidled over to where she was standing, close enough for it to be intimate but not close enough for them to touch and set of their adverse reactions, smiling sweetly. Nathalie didn’t even need to wait for him to reassure her before she smiled too; just knowing that he was there for her set her heart to fluttering and her nerves to humming with a joyful buzz. As he went to say something, she caught the flicker of something over his shoulder and her eyes automatically followed the movement. The smile slowly fell from her lips as all the color drained from her face, and Jack looked at her in utter bewilderment. There, hovering over Jack’s shoulder, was the faintest wisp of Pitch’s dark sand in the form of a small insect. Nathalie’s hand shot out to snatch it out of the air, enclosing it and crushing it within her fist, and Jack gasped in horror as the purple sand crystals leaked from between her fingers.

Nathalie’s heart stopped in her chest. It was over. It was all over.

“Salazar!” she screamed as the cave began to rumble ominously. At the exact same time, Jack screamed for Jamie, forming an icy wind beneath his bare feet to scoop the perplexed boy off of the dragon’s belly and vault up into the trembling leaves of the Tree of Life. The dragon snarled savagely, clawing up the earth in clumps as he whipped back upright, while Nat vaulted up his tree-trunk legs to plop down at the base of his neck, a saddleless dragon-rider. Above their heads, the circle where the earth above had fallen away was slowly being eclipsed of its light as a maelstrom of the shadowy purple-black sand swirled menacingly. “Get Jamie out of here!” she screamed at Jack as the dragon stretched out its massive wings. As it gave one powerful flap, the Tree whined and keened in the hurricane-force winds that tempested through the earthen dome. Pushing off with his sturdy legs, he bore Nathalie into the air, shooting through the opening just as the tornado of Pitch’s sand began to spiral down. The scales on his front turned a burnt orange as fire gathered within his chest cavity; then, with a tremendous roar that sent toe tropical birds screeching into the heavens, it spilled from his maw to collide with the dark storm. The fire was white-hot and turned the sand into glass instantaneously; as the dragon shattered the grotesque crystal under his sharp claws, Nathalie bent backward to wave her hand in the direction of the opening below. The trees surrounding the opening groaned and shifted, spreading their roots into a thick, interlocking woven mass that not even an ant could wriggle through. The glass shards tinkled harmlessly over the bark surface, and Pitch’s sand could not wriggle its way through to do as it pleased with her blessed Tree of Life.

He would have to kill her in the skies— and Nathalie was not one to be killed so easily, not when she was fighting in her own domain.

“Pitch!” she yowled into the writhing black maw. The cyclone parted to reveal him standing amongst the whirling particles, hands clasped behind his back and sneer curling as if he were a god descending among mortals to wreak havoc. Well, it wasn’t an entirely inaccurate description. Wrenching her bow from her back and docking an arrow before he could even blink, she had the arrowhead trained on the spot between his eyes. “Do not think that this will be like last time. You’ve made a mistake coming here,” she warned. Out of the corners of her eyes, she saw the faint pale form of Jack flitting through the air, Jamie tucked safely into his arms. Both of them cast worried glances her way before the winter wind carried them into the clouds, and out of Pitch’s reach.

However, it also meant that Nathalie was without help from the Guardians for quite a while… But that mattered not, because reinforcements she had in plenty. A confident grin distorted her features, alighting her emerald eyes as her body began to sing with the blood rush of battle. It had been so very long since Nathalie had been able to let loose against a formidable opponent, and despite the stakes, she could not help but be excited. The Earth began to thrum in tandem to her silent signaling; below, the trees began to writhe back and forth of their own accord, their branches twisting higher and higher as their growth rate began to accelerate. Flocks of birds began to take to the skies, toucans and parrots and songbirds and raptors alike to begin counter-currently flying around Pitch’s own dark tempest. A distant yowl of a jaguar was joined by another, then another. Stampeding hooves rolled like distant thunder, approaching with great speed. Nathalie was very pleased to see a shadow of doubt darken his expression.

“Brace yourself, Pitch Black.”

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