When the man in your life is actually considerate and goes out of his way to do nice things not only for you but also for your friends
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a wonderful thing [mamma mia part five] | formula one social media au
drivers: sebastian vettel, fernando alonso & jenson button
in this house babies are delivered in the rb8 not by a stork
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yourusername: welcome to the world florence mia alonso vettel button y/ln āØ your name may be a mouthful but your our beautiful girl, i canāt wait to give you the world x
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user1: OH MY GOSH - wait so does she have all of their surnames as her last name?
mickschumacher: iāve banned them from answering random questions so i will - the official last name is y/ln, with all the guys names as middle names! all three of them wanted flo to have y/nās last name but a piece of them as well
user2: awww thatās so cute
user3: not her having a nickname already
kimiraikkonen: congratulations guys. iām so happy for all of you, flo has the best parents she could ask for
yourusername: thank you kimi āŗļø xx
jensonbutton: thank you for everything kimi, mostly for being there to catch seb when he passed out šš»
sebastianvettel: YOU SAID YOU WOULDNāT TELL ANYONE YES I DID PASS OUT BUT IT MADE ME RESPECT WOMEN EVEN MORE I WAS NOT ASKING FOR MORE ATTENTION THAN Y/N WHO WAS LITERALLY GIVING BIRTH
jensonbutton: yeah iām not reading all of that
yourusername: donāt worry seb i know you were just overwhelmed
sebastianvettel: NOT MORE THAN YOU I AM PROUD OF YOU
fernandoalo_oficial: when will you let this goā¦ youāre just squeamish, itās cute
user4: wait is she called mia after the mamma mia summer?
user5: thatās kind of hilarious
danielricciardo: ahhhhhhh sheās here !!!!! i canāt wait to meet flo and i hope everyone is recovering well xx p.s. max i shall swing round to your garage to pick up my Ā£50 next race xoxo
yourusername: thank you danny x p.s. what did you bet on?
danielricciardo: NOTHING
maxverstappen1: he bet that seb would pass out during the birth šš»
sebastianvettel: DANIEL?
yourusername: max?
maxverstappen1: i had faith seb
sebastianvettel: at least someone did
fernandoalo_oficial: sheās so beautiful she takes after her mama
yourusername: thank you nando āŗļø (itās a good thing we did not do a paternity test, cause lord knows youād all argue who gave what to flo)
sebastianvettel: well we ALL know sheāll have my impeccable manners
jensonbutton: and my unbelievable charm
fernandoalo_oficial: and lord knows sheāll never lose an argument on the playground, flo will have the alonso sass
yourusername: sounds like a winning combination if you throw in the patience of dealing with all three of you
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sebastianvettel: beyond proud to be flo's dad and beyond grateful to y/n for letting me be a part of flo's and her life x
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user6: I AM SO SOFT
user7: holy moly look how small her hands are crying š š„¹
yourusername: i have no doubt you'll be just the dad flo needs
sebastianvettel: i'll try my best
yourusername: don't stress yourself out you're a natural so far
jensonbutton: he didn't even bat an eyelid when flo threw up all over him
fernandoalo_oficial: he only cried for about five minutes when flo first held his hand
user8: okay they're ganging up on seb @yourusername @mickschumacher @kimirakkonen spill the beans on the others please
yourusername: jenson was shaking so much that flo's name is barely legible on her birth certificate
yourusername: fernando was so excited about feeding flo for the first time on his own that he spilt half of the milk and then slipped in it (thankfully he'd already put flo down)
mickschumacher: fernando watched her sleep for so long that he physically got cramp and had to be carried to bed
kimiraikkonen: jenson had a 27 step plan to introduce flo and beckett and he was so nervous waiting for labour to start that he walked me through it THREE times
sebastianvettel: okay now i feel better
charles_leclerc: i am so so happy for you guys, i can't wait to meet her !!
yourusername: thank you charlie, turns out AUS23 is the perfect lullaby for flo, she falls asleep as soon as we turn it on
charles_leclerc: hopefully i can play the one i've written for her as soon as possible
sebastianvettel: charlie, i am so touched. i am glad to be called your grid dad
charles_leclerc: and now we're all crying
jensonbutton: i didn't know you could get any cuter, but you reading flo a book about flower classification melted my old man heart
fernandoalo_oficial: i caught him reading her your book and i won't lie i did cry a bit
yourusername: don't forget when he crawled around bumping into everything possible to check if it was "properly babyproofed"
sebastianvettel: when did we all become such saps?
jensonbutton
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jensonbutton: i didn't know that dad duties included comforting our crying 26 year olds as well as flo
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user11: someone sedate me i am so not normal about this
yourusername: i'd actually say that flo is better behaved than them
sebastianvettel: i agree
fernandoalo_oficial: i must say watching mad max cry his eyes out holding flo is one of my favourite things ever
jensonbutton: it pains me to say but they're so sweet
yourusername: fatherhood has softened you all
user12: they are never defeating the grid kid allegations i fear
user13: applying to be godfather when they're just the overgrown kids LMAO
charles_leclerc: acting like you guys didn't all bawl your eyes out when i played flo's lullaby :(
yourusername: you're right i did cry it was very beautiful charles, thank you
jensonbutton: it was very touching, you're a menace but a thoughtful menace
sebastianvettel: you make me proud to be called your grid dad :)
fernandoalo_oficial: it was a very kind gesture (you will need to pay me back somehow for now having to get a piano delivered? how does one get a piano through the door?)
charles_leclerc: NOW I'M CRYING AGAIN GOD I LOVE YOU GUYS
maxverstappen1: kids are my weakness !!! and mia is so so cute, thank you for having me :(
yourusername: you were great with her maxy, i know you doubted yourself but you're a natural !!
jensonbutton: you're always welcome at ours (though we don't have any more room for trophies, so take them home first)
fernandoalo_oficial: oh maxy, you're a big softy really. it's okay we can all cry on the flight to the next race
sebastianvettel: you're free to be as present as you wish with flo, and free to let us help heal your inner child :)
maxverstappen1: how are you guys all so good at being parents already?
user13: obsessed with max calling her mia when everyone else calls her flo
maxverstappen1: i love mia so much but i also love to remind her parents how they got into this situation
charles_leclerc: this is such a good point
jensonbutton: really? on a post about how much we love all three of you
user14: i'm crying over max being super nervous to hold flo and being assured by all of them (and maybe charles)
yourusername: oh they looked like an old married couple it was very cute
fernandoalo_oficial
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fernandoalo_oficial: my paternity leave came to an end wayyyy too fast, but thank you to y/n and seb and jenson for giving me the best present in the world. florence is the most precious girl in the world and there's nothing i won't do for her. for a long time i never thought i'd be a father or that i'd even find love, thank you for showing me that i can <3
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user15: user15 found dead, cause: fernando alonso being TOO FUCKING CUTE
valterribottas: fatherhood suits you
yourusername: did he show you all 200+ pics of flo
valterribottas: yes. multiple times
fernandoalo_oficial: I LOVE MY BABY OKAY
yourusername: we miss you already :( and we love you so much, you deserve this and more
fernandoalo_oficial: i'm so glad i went to greece this summer, i can't believe i nearly went to australia
aussiegrit: i'm so happy for you nando but you're literally bragging about ditching me :(
fernandoalo_oficial: sorry not sorry it was worth it
markwebber: you're such a mean girl . DON'T FORGET we ALL know i was your first love in f1
jensonbutton: you snooze you lose mark hold this L
aussiegrit: i'm literally married
sebastianvettel: tell that to all of your homoerotic tension with half of the grid
aussiegrit: the only thing i wanted to put near your ass is my FOOT
yourusername: okay clearly fatherhood has not completely softened all of you
user16: i see we took like a month to be responsible adults and now normal service is resumed
maxverstappen1: lestappen erasure once again and after you guys just proclaimed us as your children .... i see
charles_leclerc: youngest child being the favourite, some things never change
yourusername: yall finished projecting?
fernandoalo_oficial: you guys literally slept the entire flight? you would've bitten my head off if i had woken you up for anything other than getting off
charles_leclerc: nuh uh my instagram grind never stops
maxverstappen1: we want a feature on our only active grid dad's instagram SUE US
user17: fernando may be away from flo but he's never not on dad watch
sebastianvettel: don't miss us too much and bring home number 33
jensonbutton: i support you whole heartedly but we don't have the wall space for another trophy right now
fernandoalo_oficial: well get to chopping
yourusername: i have faith in you hence why i already got flo's baby hard hat out
user18: BABY HARD HAT???
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yourusername: i felt really lost in my life this summer and decided to take a little trip to a greek island. there i met three great men, but knew it was likely that i'd never see them again. yet here we are, in love and with the biggest bundle of joy i could ever ask for. i love you all and can't wait for the rest of our lives.
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user23: bro why is MY ass crying i don't know these people but this is adorable and i'm so happy for you
alexalbon: this has been my favourite thing this year and i couldn't think of four better people to have this happiness
yourusername: thank you albono, we'll be visiting the zoo soon, flo is super attached to her horsey plush
fernandoalo_oficial: i'm so glad i met you and i'm so glad you let us in on this insane journey
yourusername: there's no one else i'd rather live through this chaos with
user24: i don't think there's anything like the mamma mia summer to bring the entire grid together
jensonbutton: being with you guys makes retirement the sweet life, i couldn't have asked for a better hand in life
yourusername: there's no other way i'd like to start my day than bagel runs with you
sebastianvettel: after i announced my retirement i thought i'd float around aimlessly trying to find another purpose in life. i don't know how we got to this but i wouldn't change it for the world, i love all three of you and florence so so so much
yourusername: i'm sure we can balance beekeeping with being a full-time dad
user25: flo having four parents who would do anything for her i'm so jealous
maxverstappen1: you guys are so precious, counting down the days until i see mia again
yourusername: respecting the commitment to using mia
maxverstappen1: you chose mia, right? you knew what you were doing
yourusername: sue me.
sebastianvettel: you knowingly named our daughter after mamma mia?
yourusername: how is it with the shoe on the other foot ??? at least mia isn't as obvious as BECKETT
jensonbutton: beckett is NOT OBVIOUS
fernandoalo_oficial: wait how did we not catch on???
yourusername: mia is a cute name !!!
sebastianvettel: maybe max and charles get their scheming from you
charles_leclerc: i do NOT SCHEME
yourusername: ummmmm sebastian your number one boy name was enzo... i may not know f1 but even i know that ENZO IS ENZO FERRARI YOU ARE NOT SLICK
sebastianvettel: damn tough crowd
user26: god i wish they publicised their arguments about naming like they did with the godfathers
user27: i just know those lists were heinous those men should not be allowed to name anything ever
fernandoalo_oficial: ummm actually i suggested florence
yourusername: we BOTH suggested florence
jensonbutton: i highlighted it first in the book
yourusername: NO YOU DIDN'T
sebastianvettel: i'm staying out of this one
user26: thanks for this little highlight reel š
note: AAHHHHHHHH PART FIVE i hope we are happy with the name choice, thank you for all of your amazing suggestions. i cannot remember who exactly suggested florence but i loved it so much esp cause flo is such a cute nickname !!! but also big shoutout to @evilsailorsenshi for the mia suggestion i had to make it a middle name to do the series justice x
do not fear this is not the end, i plan on following this lil family for a good while, so i hope this is a good fill of mamma mia content for now.
hopefully i got everyone on the taglist! - also, everyone who replied to my post about life, i am still getting back to people but thank you so much, i love this lil community so much !! please never be afraid to reach out to me if need be i'm always up for a chat!
taglist: taglist: @boiohboii @vellicora @faithm120601 @raizelchrysanderoctavius @luv4kani @eugene-emt-roe @magical-spit @ironmaiden1313 @jaydaaasworld @whoreks @rainerax @nonsensical-nonsence @laneyspaulding19 @chelseyyouraverageluigi @lxclerc @gemofthenight @woweewoowa @tagteamedbitch@imagandom@mypage-myfandoms@mehrmonga@asparklysoul @unstableplant @motorsp0rt@multilovebot@lili-flower03 @its-elias-world @jolixtreesunn@nothingfuninthislife@rileynicol3@kodzuvk@mochimommy2002@fluffyspaceprincess@roseseraj@black-swan-blog27@nyrasslut@justdreamersdream@asfaraslifegets@why4anne@ineffableperson@leilanixx@lunyyx @pupbistro @gaypoetsblog@rafaaoli@champomiel@sadsierra2 @rainerax @lokietro @thecubanator2 @nzygftoji @rockyhayzkid @nmw-am @slytherheign @erikasurfer @turn-around-look-at-what-you-see @greigreyhiyyih @duck-duck-goose-18 @dark-night-sky-99 @ironcowboycopnickel @sizzlingghostoperatorbagel @2bormaybenot @42ndbrokencompass @whotfisvale @lichterfee @sticksdoesart @glitterf1 @turn-around-look-at-what-you-see
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WHOāS AFRAID OF LITTLE OLD ME? ā JACK HUGHES
jack hughes x fem!reader
summary: in which jack hughes should be afraid of what y/n can do to his reputation
notes: yeah, idk what this is either; thereās not much plot.
september 16th, 2023
deuxmoi
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deuxmoi pop sensation, y/n, is seen hands on with new boy toy?
if anyone has any information on who this man is, do come forward! weād love to know who americaās queen of heartbreak anthems is with now!
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user82 the hand placement?! HELLO?!
user3 oh great, new music where she makes herself some sad victim again
user55 a new love album next?! maybe?!
user09 letās not get ahead of ourselves, itās some low grade pap photos posted on a gossip blog. it couldāve been a first date for all we know
user45 @/user09 with the way they are in these pics? absolutely NOT a first date. y/n has famously said she doesnāt get āfriskyā early on because of her ex. most definitely a bf
user92 oh her next song is gonna HIT
user06 that guy kinda looksā¦. where were these taken and when?
deuxmoi all the sender said was that they saw them in michigan last night! know something?
user06 hmm the tl matches! that looks like it could be @/jackhughes , a hockey player for the New Jersey Devils!
user98 OH MY GOD, YOUāRE RIGHT!
user67 those hands?! girlie better never let him go!
september 27th, 2023
y/nofficial
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y/nofficial every dead end street led you straight to me š¤
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user72 SOFT LAUNCH OH MY GOD
user5 oh heās got her using emojis?! sheās down BAD
user29 iām so happy for her, she deserves so much love and happiness and it seems like he gives that to her š«¶
user6 MOTHER?!
user01 what poor boy did she sink her claws into this time?
user9 if you donāt like her, why are you on her post? obsessed much?
sabrinacarpenter he scored š
y/nofficial sab!! nah, i think i did!
user92 he better be treating her damn good! itās what she deserves after āhe who shall not be namedā!
user76 i know who you meant but also started giggling at the idea of her writing an album about voldemort š
y/nofficial @/user76 gasp! donāt you know who lover is about?! the dark lord and i just couldnāt make it work :(
october 10th, 2023
jackhughes
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jackhughes as a wise woman once said: āi was enchanted to meet youā
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y/nofficial my sweet boy š¤
jackhughes my pretty girl
user76 A HARD LAUNCH
user94 THEYāRE SO SICKENINGLY CUTE š SHE DESERVES THIS
user36 JACK IS DATING Y/N?! OH THE SONGS THAT WILL COME OUT OF THIS
user8 he could do so much better
lhughes_06 about damn time
trevorzegras JACK WHAT THE FUCK YOUāRE JOKING
user02 oh theyāre so cute š„¹
dawson1417 did you justā¦ hard launch with the biggest singer in america rn?
jackhughes y/n says āwhat? like itās hard?ā idk what that means
user16 can we talk about how happy she looks?! and i know her hockey loving self is giggling and kicking her feet over her landing a hockey player! too cute!!
john.marino97 if her next RED-like album is about you, iām requesting a trade. canāt believe iām gonna have to listen to songs about YOU
january 1st, 2024
y/nofficial
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y/nofficial thank you 2023, you brought so much love and laughter š¤ canāt wait to see what 2024 brings!
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user86 oh sheās so down bad she was taking pics of him at his game š
user9 one tour pic and three pics regarding to jack? sheās so in love
jackhughes hereās to another year with you, my talented girl
y/nofficial i canāt wait for another year with you, my love š¤
user55 i canāt wait to see you in KC this year!!
user7 sheās truly living her best life and iām obsessed!!
user21 i hope 2024 is just as good to you as 2023 was!
january 26th, 2024
deuxmoi
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deuxmoi fan submission: trouble in paradise?
pop sensation, y/n, and her boyfriend, hockey player Jack Hughes, were seen out by a fan last night. the fan claims that they overheard y/n consoling Jack about his recent injury that has left him unable to play. in the video (on our site), you can hear y/n telling Jack āi know not playing is hard, i know itās sad-ā. Jack is heard cutting her off and snapping āyou donāt get to tell me about sad. you donāt get it, so stop acting like you do.āaccording to the fan, y/n left the date alone and in tears.
what do you guys think, is this couple over?
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user29 wow what an asshole, she was just trying to be comforting
user4 wtf?
user07 yeah, canāt say i didnāt expect them to end soon enough
user99 she was trying to comfort him and he snapped at her? yeah, iād hope theyāre over
user20 she deserves better
user19 itās just an argument, everyone is being so overdramatic
user3 do i think theyāre over? no. if we know anything about y/n, itās that sheās forgiving, sometimes to a fault.
user67 i donāt think theyāre broken up but if she was leaving alone and crying, i hope they will be soon enough
user82 has anyone thought that maybe he didnāt need comforting?
user13 umm, obviously he did if he snapped at her
user98 idk about everyone else, but i do think theyāre broken up if she left alone and was visibly upset
user23 oh i canāt wait to hear what she writes about him. iāve known he seemed too good to be true
february 14th, 2024
y/nofficial
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y/nofficial happy valentines to my favorite boy š¤
the most kind-hearted, respectful, and loving man iāve ever had the pleasure of being able to call mine. nobody is perfect, but i think youāre pretty close to it. iām so eternally grateful to have you in my life š¤
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user6 oh, sheās still with him
user02 y/n, baby, please come to your senses
user14 i donāt like him at all after last month
jackhughes happy valentines, beautiful girl ā¤ļø
user65 ānobody is perfectā oh, mother is telling us rn
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march 23rd, 2024
deuxmoi
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deuxmoi looks like y/n and her hockey beau have called it quits! eagle eyed fans spotted last night that theyāve unfollowed each other on instagram and y/n deleted all photos of him.
previously, y/n ONLY followed jack, now sheās back down to 0, which fans seem to read as a finality to their relationship.
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user95 about time! after that spat in january, i feel like everyone was waiting for this
user72 EVERYONE MOVE! EVERYONE REJOICE! MOTHER IS FREE!
user24 GOOD RIDDANCE!!
user61 canāt wait to hear who the catalyst was, him or her?
user3 obviously sheāll make herself out to be the victim
user61 @/user3 tell me youāve never actually listened to y/n without telling me youāve never actually listened to y/n š she doesnāt shy away from admitting if she was the one who ruined a relationship, she admits she has problems and that sometimes she gets in her own head
user8 it was obviously him after that video in january
user23 everyone is celebrating but have we stopped for a second to realize that sheās probably really heart broken right now?
user70 fr! like, she seemed so in love with him and i feel so bad for her. she seemed to love him a lot more than her exes and we all know sheās a hopeless romantic at heart, so she was probably imagining marriage and babies with him and then he showed his true colors
april 1st, 2024
y/nofficial
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y/nofficial thereās always a fool, but i guess allās fair in love and poetryā¦ new album THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT. out May 14 š©¶
but surprise! the first and only single, Whoās Afraid of Little Old Me? comes out April 19 š©¶
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user18 MOTHER DOES NOT PLAY!!! AHHH
user63 may 14th š she said āiām not fucking around, yāall WILL know who this is about.ā
user9 significance of may 14th?
user63 @/user9 itās jackās birthday š
user00 OH SHE MUST REALLY HAVE SOME SHIT TO SAY IF SHEāS ACTUALLY DROPPING A SINGLE BEFORE THE ALBUM
user78 i wonder if jack feels stupid yet
user12 new y/n album before GTA6
user93 the vibes??? mother didnāt write an album, she wrote a EULOGY
april 19th, 2024
y/nofficial
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y/nofficial at this hearing, i stand before my fellow members of The Tortured Poets Department with a summary of my findings.
Whoās Afraid of Little Old Me? out now.
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user72 iām speechless
user2 āyou donāt get to tell me about sadā SHE REALLY FUCKING DID THAT
user33 I AM IN SHOCK!
user94 MOTHER CALLED HIM OUT
user78 once again i ask, @/jackhughes do you feel stupid yet?
user61 dude just got surgery and she still came for his neck š
user09 i mean, not like she was gonna change the release date just because of that but itās still so š
user22 āthe scandal was containedā¦.. at all costs keep your good nameā she really spoke on the january spat, didnāt she?
user12 āWHOāS AFRAID OF LITTLE OLD ME?ā
user77 @/jackhughes you should be
john.marino97 š©¶š©¶
user82 oh heās MESSY! i love it š
user50 tbh, i look at this single like a warning. it sounds like jack didnāt think it through before he broke her heart and didnāt think she would speak on him, but sheās warning him right now that he should be scared because she has a lot to say about him and their relationship
user31 sheās soā i love her
february 8th, 2025
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february 10th, 2025
y/nofficial
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y/nofficial brand new, full throttle <3
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user93 i- did she just inadvertently tell us weāve all been wrong about who So High School is about?
user77 this is the fastest sheās ever gotten into a new relationship and you know that means she has to be in LOVE
user04 AHHHHH Y/N AND JOHN MARINO
user82 how do you know itās him? she didnāt even tag anyone and you canāt see his face
user04 @/user82 she posted john on her story a couple days ago! theyāre on vacation together while heās on bye-week!
user23 i donāt wanna get ahead of myself but,,, they met through jack, did they not? and now theyāre dating? mother is messy
user51 is it messy? yeah, maybe- but people have already looked back through old interviews of his, and sheās been his celeb crush for a WHILE now. and i mean, hey, sheās dating someone only a couple years older than her now, one can only assume heās more mature than j*ck
user92 the way she clings onto him š„¹
user88 she deserves happiness, i really hope he gives that to her š«¶
john.marino97 i knew what i wanted and i got her ā„ļø
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Infatuation
pairing: simon basset x fem!reader
warnings: darkish simon? a kiss, young reader (16ish!!) pushy and possessive simon, implied fem!reader and poc!reader, not proof read
notes: idk what to do so i just rambled š this is just a two parter i think. and the storyline is a bit scrambled :) WHAT THE HELL IDK WHY I GOT SO MUCH ENERGY TO WRITE THIS BUT HERES ALL THE PARTS IN ONE DAY!!!! hope you enjoyed <3
PART I
Lady Whistledown: Dearest reader, the time has come to place our bets for the upcoming social season. Consider the household of the Baron Featherington. Three misses foisted upon the marriage market like sorrowful sows by their tasteless, tactless, mama.
Far better odds might exist in the household of the widowed Viscountess Bridgerton. A shockingly prolific family, noted for its bounty of perfectly handsome sons and perfectly beautiful daughters.
Or perhaps in the loving household of the Marquess of Anderton, Lord and Lady Y/L/N? With their two eldest sons, known not only for their intelligent selves and gorgeous faces, but for their stunningly bright younger sister, who is not just a pretty face.
Not only are the two families extremely close, but practically family, how very perfect, indeed!
It is only the queen's eye that matters today. A glimmer of displeasure, and a young lady's value plummets to unthinkable depths.
It has been said that, āOf all bitches dead or alive, a scribbling woman is the most canine." If that should be true, then this author would like to show you her teeth.
My name is Lady Whistledown.
You do not know me, and rest assured, you never shall. But be forewarned, dear reader, I certainly know you.
how on earth had you not yet read this?
one of the things youād looked forward to besides meeting everyone had been the scandal sheets and youād missed out on receiving one yesterday.
āthis woman seems quite powerful. you know how easily words can ruin someoneās image. itās interesting to see a lone woman hold so much sway in just her writing. i truly do wonder who she is. any guesses?ā you asked pen, daphne and el as the three of you waited for your mothers and pens sisters to catch up as you made your way to the park.
eloise smiled, āit has to be a widow! no married woman would have time for this, sheād have an estate to care for and children pulling on her every day. a widow with her own home and responsibilities. perhaps lady danbury?ā
you had to giggle at the guess, knowing whistledown herself was right with you. youād managed to meet penelope at least, so that was one person of your list. lady danbury would be next with her ball tonight, and perhaps simon as well.
āwhatās so funny? i havenāt heard a guess from you!ā eloise groaned as you smiled, āi have no guesses besides, pen?ā penelopeās head shot up straight away from the ground, āwhat?ā āi was going to ask if you had any.ā you could see her cheeks flushing, and her breathing quicken at the idea of being caught out.
and as you all walked together through the park, youād mistakenly enthralled yourself in conversations, going so far as to walk with your back facing others. walking backwards as to face the girls.
ālook out!ā
before youād fallen you were caught, by simon.
āi, i am so sorry. i was not looking-ā simon smiled, āwell thatās obvious no?ā he joked as he lifted you up. you straightened your dress out and smiled, āof course. forgive me your grace.ā you curtsied, in the presence of the person youād been most excited to meet, youād forgotten all about your friends behind.
as they all met him you couldnāt even take your eyes off of him, and neither could he for you. and once lady featherington came around she wasted no time to throw her eldest daughters upon him. the misery in his eyes hurt your soul so you took it upon yourself to rectify the situation.
āyour grace!ā simon turned towards you, as did everyone else. āyes, lady y/n?ā you smiled, āwould you like to accompany me, to promenade?ā simon tilted his head, pondering your question.
he couldnāt help but be taken aback, usually many girls werenāt so forward. and god were you beautiful. rather than dealing with annoying girls who wanted a title the second they saw him, he could walk with someone he actually found interesting.
āi- would love to.ā he smiled as he took a step back, allowing you to walk with him. you could hear the chatter from the girls behind you as well as your mother and violet.
youād spent so long together, walked for so long your feet ached afterwards. and you didnāt miss the longing stares from other men around, and the women for him.
and even if it had taken so much energy of yours to keep walking, you wouldnāt have given up the chance. everything he said, you replied to. every joke sent laughter rippling through you and you could not help but feel content. he was, even better then the show. and as you got to know him you felt unbelievably happy.
and so did he.
he went home with all his thoughts containing you. he found himself smiling at every memory of his time with you that day. your smiles, your laughter, your beauty, you. and he had no clue why. heād never been this taken with someone and he found himself struggling with why.
ļæ¼over the season you found yourself taken with him, your family allowed you to attend balls and do as you wish but you were under no obligation to dance or do anything you did not wish to.
yet you found yourself undeniably enthusiastic every time you realised you were going to a ball because youād see simon. youād dance, youād laugh and everything else because he always gave you something to look forwards to, as did you for him, he was truly an amazing friend.
and he was completely besotted with you.
much to not only anthonyās surprise but danbury as well.
and simon was so intent upon being with you.
as much as you liked him you could not help but love how you were. your family was amazing and so happy. you had amazing friends within daphne, penelope and eloise. marriage seemed so far away in your mind and your life was sweet and favourable.
lady trowbridgeās ball was, scandalous, to say the least. you couldnāt believe your eyes when you walked in, half naked dancers spinning around, and quite uptempo music for a woman in mourning.
ālady y/n, may i-ā lord wellington was promptly cut off in his endeavour to dance with you by the person youād been looking for.
āy/n?ā simon called out as he made his way to you. āsimon! there you are, i was wondering where youād gone off to.ā you smiled at your bestfriend as he made his way to you, nodding in acknowledgement to his friend lord wellington. you thought they were friends at least.
and so did simon, until he saw him coming after you for a dance.
ācome along now.ā he smiled as you also nodded at the lord, āit was nice to see you my lord.ā you curtsied as simon dragged you away.
āoh my god, i thought he would never leave! he tries to dance with me every single ball yet he doesnāt take notice of my indifference towards him!ā you snorted as simon laughed louder, āi did not know such an unbecoming sound could originate from such a lovely women!ā you scoffed, āthat is no way to talk to your best friend!ā you fake cried as you wiped literal tears from your eyes, the paintings in-front taking your eye.
simons breath hitched, best friend? best friend?
is that what you thought of him as? he thought the world of you, over the time heās gotten to know you, he held you in the highest esteem. you were everything to him and he was a mere friend for you. no, he would not have it. who else loved you as he did? wanted you as he did?
ābest friend?ā simon questioned as your laughter died down at his seriousness, āwhat?ā you giggled as you tried to compose yourself. āyou named me your best friend. am i nothing more to you? just a friend? you see me as an acquaintance, as a brother?ā
āno i do not see you as a brother, my dear simon.ā you smiled, āyou are amazing. every day i wake and think of seeing you, for the time i have known you, you have been nothing short of my favourite person. i look forward to seeing you, speaking with you and dancing. arguing over whoās literature is better, whoās right and whoās wrong. i have never known someoneās company besides daphnes to never annoy me. i love you, i do but-ā
ābut nothing. we love each other, that is all that matters. y/n not a day goes by where i do not wish to be in your presence, to see your gorgeous face. to hear you say my name, to feel you hit me when i say something utterly scandalous. i cannot and will not imagine myself spending my life with no other women but you. you are my other half, you are the air i breathe and the only person whom iāve ever loved as much as i do. there are not enough words to describe my love for you y/n/n. it is you who i wish to wake up with everyday, it is you who i wish to be with, you who i would start a family with. your laughter that shall echo through my halls for as long as we live. i cannot and will not fathom the idea of you not being here for me, you are made for me.ā simons grip encircled your wrists as he pulled you close, his face drawing near as he met your lips.
you never imagined yourself here with simon especially. heād been nothing short of amazing in your time here, your best friend. but here you were, kissing him.
kissing him?!
you immediately detached from him as you retained your senses and drew your hands to cover your face in shock. āiām so- so sorry. i do not know what that was your grace.ā you rambled as your heart quickened, had someone seen? how could you be so stupid!?
his eyes furrowed at your words, your grace? what was with the formalities, you were to be wed, to be together. and here you were reverting to old habits. āmy love there is no need to use such proper titles.ā
your head whipped up the second he stopped speaking, āsimon do not say such things! endearing terms as such are for, married couples. we are not.ā you whispered as you made your way towards the party, but not before he grabbed your wrist and pulled you towards him as you collided with his chest.
he couldnāt let you go, everything, his head and his heart were screeching at him to āhold on tightā, to not let you go. so he did what he thought best,
lie.
āsomeone saw us.ā
your eyes widened to the heavens as your breathing quickened again, āno. no they didnāt- they didnāt.ā you shook your head as he placed his hand on your cheek to have you look at him. your eyes began to water and he felt himself tense, he hated it. he hated the idea of you being upset, but he was so close to having what he wanted so he continued.
āmy dear y/n, i will treat you better then anyone ever could, deep down you know you are better off with me then any other. i love you, we will be together.ā simon explained as you buried your head in his chest, you were so young, you hadnāt even properly debuted and now you were to be wed. how did you let this happen?
but a little voice piped up in your head, āitās simon, your simon. the one who is always there for you. marrying him will give you a life of happiness and peace. marrying your best friend is the best thing you could ask for. you loved him when you didnāt know him truly, and now you do. be happy.ā
and you wanted to be, simon was so good to you.
but you knew you werenāt ready. with marriage people would expect a child, a family. and your real life, the one back home? what would happen? would you ever go back? or would marrying him cement you in this world, forever.
āshh, youāll be okay. iām here, right here my love. you are my love, my heart, my infatuation.ā
and you didnāt know it but you were right, the second you allowed him into your life, you were never going to go back home.
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Requests open? You don't know what you unleashed
It's that time of the month and I've been craving reiner like a mf (side note is it just me or do you crave human touch sm but at the same time the idea of any male rats Ik irl touching me, repulses me)
Anywhooooo if you don't mind the idea of reiner being such a simp for you, showing you sm love and affection stretch marks and all after a rare (inwardly not so rare) day of feeling like shit š„¹
Or reiner throwing you around and slapping you in the face with his dick, I'm easy
(Side side note: I also been having this viral thought of Reiner having a girl And he cheats on her with you constantly, sometimes practically in front of her face, telling you how your better and he will leave her and she can't satisfy him like you can, if you don't like that kind of stuff ignore š¤ )
frennn, omg why are we just alike?! š ovaries be jiggling like a mf, begging to be scrambled but I wouldnāt dream of letting those creatures near me. but ask and you shall receive! š«¶š¾ I literally love allllll of these so much, I have no idea which one to choose. I canāt stop thinking about, him more so than usual slsksks š«š so ykw, we bout to combine all three LMAO! (mainly bc I love the idea of Reiner being a scumbag)
themes + such: infidelity, slight angst, rei is an asshole (not to you! š)body worship, pussy eating, reader has stretch marks/slight dysmorphia, body shaming, soft to rough sex, full nelson, daddyās used, he picks reader up
WHEN SHEāS NOT AROUND
āReiā¦wait, we canāt do this..ā
āAnd why not? Whoās going to stop us?ā
āNo one and thatās the problem..ā
the constant back and forth between two lovers, ensued among the fray of dishevelment and lust..lust that had driven you both to the point of no return. Truth be told, you had no good reason to be together. Nothing good would come of this in the long run and yet, here you wereā¦lying in the bed of another woman, with her manās hands roaming your body. His lips latched onto your nipples and his fingers plunged deep into your aching center. Riding them to bliss as you cried out his name; echoing the walls of her home..it was a disgrace and yet, you couldnāt pull away. You couldnāt let him go..and he felt the same.
āPlease..donāt try to pretend like you actually give a shit about her..ā His voice seemingly mocking you..it certainly wasnāt his normal demeanor but the one thing you had come to accept about Reiner is that he was not perfect. Not by a long shotā¦he was certainly not some perfect gentleman that checked all of the boxes. He was handsome, successful, alluring, one hell of a lover but he wasnāt yours!..not even close. That much signified by the silver band on his right ring finger. Married to the girl you despised more than anything. Youād never hated anyone in your entire life but that snooty little blonde bitch was a shoe in for the first spot. Make no mistake, you werenāt afraid of her; more so she was intimidated by you and the thought of fucking her husband unbeknownst gave you a thrill like none other. But your conscious was heavy with thoughts of karma..how things would play out for you guys in the long run..what if he decided that one day he no longer wanted you and by some weird circumstance, decides to make it work with his wife? Youād be out and no one could feel an ounce of pity. You were the adulterer, the harlot, the side chick, mistress..but you were the only one he wanted.
ā..because I donāt. Matter of fact, I hope she walks in here right now. I wanna see her face while Iām fucking you..ā the deep tone in his voice rattling off into a laugh. Suddenly, heād tug those thick digits out and shove them between your lips. Allowing you to pacify and taste yourselfā¦watching you become so salacious for him never grew old and it wasnāt something he was ready to let go of. Not now and not ever!..meanwhile, heād kneel to the floor, caressing your thick thighs in an attempt to quell you. āDid I tell you how beautiful you look today? Hmm?ā¦I feel like you should know that..ā that deep southern drawl feeding you those sweet nothings, curling your toes at the sound. He could stay here forever, with you and no one else. Staring into the warmth of those beautiful brown eyes...the truth was, you hadnāt been feeling your best. You worked in the same building as his girl and as one of the lead makeup artists, for the brand that she and many other modeled for, it was difficult seeing women that looked nothing like you garner all of the attention and praise. Not to mention, hearing their snide remarks on the slick about your body type..about how you and others were not a fit for the pieces; literally and figuratively. You were used to it..working in the upper echelon came with discrimination on at least five different levels. But you let it roll off of your back. However, you were having a rather off day. Honestly, the last thing you wanted to do was to be weighed down with the tension of knowing you were sleeping with someone elseās man. That was until you were gifted an anonymous bouquet of flowers..you had no question who the sender was and when he sent you a text message asking to see you, you were glad to accept. Now here you were being spoiled in more ways than one. āYou know I love you too, right? Youāre my everything..ā āYes, Rei..I love you too..ā
Currently, his lips were latching onto your clit, hands firmly planted on your thighs and clawing into them. He needed to taste you..consume your scent and flavor until he was full. Thatās the way it was with Reiner..he was a selfish man. Downright gluttonous and heād have his cake and devour it too! āGoodā¦because I donāt want you to take it personal when I fuck you like a whore tonight.ā Smirking up at you and causing you to chew at your lip with a wide smile. Just then, heād toss your leg across his shoulder and begin the rapid ascent into feasting on your cunt. It wasnāt long before those juices were trickling down his chin and you were trembling. You couldāve jumped from your own flesh at any minute. The way his tongue lapped at your bud, delicately navigated your folds..prodded your entrance..no one treated you better. Hence why his wife would simply have to share. āOh fuck!ā¦yes, Rei..right there..ā
he knew that you were exactly where he wanted you..and there was no way he was letting you go until he got what he desiredā¦.suddenly, heād pull away with his mouth only to quickly substitute your pleasure with his fingers whilst he spoke to you. Feeding you every positive affirmation he could think ofā¦complimenting your beautiful smile down to your legs; rubbing them gently. He didnāt just admire you, he practically worshipped you. Leaving kisses on those stretch marks displayed across your pudgy tummy. He loved all of it and thought that you should do the same. He was adamant in letting you know there was nothing for you to be ashamed of. āYouāre so fucking sexy. Trust me..sheās not even half the woman you are. Never could be, baby. The next time she says something, just think about the fact that you have the one thing she doesnāt..ā heād declare, proceeding to spit onto your folds and continue licking. Not once did he break eye contact because he wanted to see all of the expressions that came across your face..he was right. Sheād brag and boast about her husband who loved her so much to anyone whoād listen. That was at least in the public eye..however, behind the closed doors of a dressing room, crying into the arms of her best friend, sheād confess that he hadnāt touched her in months. That he seemed distant and cold and she was worried about an affair. Your kind nature couldnāt bear harboring such a secret but the side of you that wanted revenge for watching that bullyās abuse to other girls; bragging about her appearance, wealth and everything else she could flaunt as an adolescent, up into adult hoodā¦you were enjoying this. You wanted the bitch to suffer and quite frankly, see her man getting fucked by the very type of woman she swore she was superior to!
āLay back fār me, sweetheart and put those fucking legs up..ā
By this point, Reinerās entire demeanor had seemed to shift. He was still very much hungry for that delicious nectar but he was done with the sweet, charming, innocent demeanor. Quite frankly, it couldnāt come soon enough. You needed him to take what was his! To be dominant, aggressive and pound every single ounce of tension from your body. You were sopping wet with a linear trail of slick, seeping down your slit and he had just the plan to add to the mess. Quickly standing to his feet, heād take the place of your palms and squeeze the supple flesh of your thighs..heād already previously undressed so when he came up, that erect cock did along with it as well. He was aching for you..so much so, the only way heād be able to gain relief was to bury himself inside of you. Thatās when youād feel him lob a trail of spit onto your folds before rubbing that tip against youā¦you couldnāt handle another moment of being teased so luckilyā¦
āYouāre about to get all of this dick, I hope you know that..ā
āYou say that like itās a bad thingā¦take this pussy. Fuck me..ā
..he didnāt make you wait long! A moment later, youād feel that tip split open your folds and enter your warmth. It felt damn near divine being inside of you. He practically trembled; cursing aloud when he was met with the sensation of your walls constricting around him. This was all he wanted, all he needed and heād be content as long as he could have you. āThis pussyās so fucking tightā¦goddamn, she never feels this good.ā Chuckling to himself because he couldnāt believe just how starkly different his experience was with you and his wife. Oftentimes, he found himself bored or not even remotely aroused. Sheād complain that it was too much or that she couldnāt fit it all the way. She didnāt like to do any of the nasty things you preferred and when it came to giving him oral sex, she downright refused. Just recently, he stopped trying altogether and always claimed he was too exhausted for sex. Meanwhile, he was buried balls deep inside of you every chance he got!
āMmmmph, take it, baby. Keep fucking me, just like that..ā
Whimpering as you rubbed your clit..stroking that bud slowly..your gaze was fixated on his, a smile on both of your faces as he nestled every inch into you. His strokes were consistent, deep and a little fast. He couldnāt be vexed to take it slow tonight. He needed to give it to you the way you deserved. āWhoās pussy is this, baby? Huh? Tell me..ā questioning as he grasped for your ankles, placing gentle kisses along your instep and growling into your skin. He wasnāt letting up for anything. Not until he was damn well satisfied..
āY-yours, daddy. Oh my gosh..ā
crying out with a frail whimper as his pace sped up. Chewing at your bottom lip, youād push at his abs to feign him off but that only did more to fuel his desire to wreck you. Instead, you found yourself hoisted up mid air and cradled in his huge arms. Being propelled up and down on his cock as he slammed you down onto it. Reiner was a brick house of a man, courtesy of all the years he spent playing football. With the bank account to match. By all accounts, he lived the dream life that so many sought afterā¦millions in his account, large, picturesque home and a model wife but the one thing that alluded himā¦the one person he desired most was right here.
āFuckā¦.it shouldāve been you, baby. It was always supposed to be you. Youāre the one that should be wearing that ring, my last name..you should have her life.ā
his words becoming far more enunciated, filled with much more passion and aggression..he craved you so badly he could feel it every fiber of his soul. Heād do anything to keep you around..no matter the cost. Clawing into his back, (y/n) cried out his name and let him know that you mirrored his sentiments and that regardless of titles, rings or legalities, he belonged to you! The only one whoād truly ever love him..
āIām not going anywhere, I promise..ā
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Vil, Jack: a Strength that Shines
Ayyy, itās the childhood friends (?) from the Shaftlands!! It feels like forever since we last got any significant interactions between Vil and Jack. Nice to see them chatting again~
bdjwvsjsGuabs THAT GROOVY THOUGHā¦ Vil looks so judgmental and dismissive š Channeling all his Mean Girl energy to diss Neige Snow White, lol
A Tale as Old as Time.
Four sides drew together to form a glittering box. A lovely maiden rested within the coffin-like casing of the photo frame. Her lips as red as blood, her hair as dark as ebony, and her skin as fair as snow.
She was circled by foliage, her sun-dappled face tilting up, disarmed by some distant call. The girl cupped her dainty hands together, housing a small baby blue bird in her palms. Kindness, goodness, graceāshe exuded all of them.
Vil scoffed, tossing golden hair over his shoulder. Her smile was reminiscent of a rival celebrity, one pure as a dove's feathers.
So carefree, so cheery.
How irritating, he sighed.
"One ought to be more cautious in the woods. Who knows what dangers might lurk nearby, wishing to enact harm upon her.
"For a glamour shot though... Hmm, yes. This composition is acceptable. The sunlight is angled upon her face in a pleasing wayāit casts a golden glow on her pale visage and highlights the highest points: cheeks, nose, chin, and forehead. The impression is one of total innocence.ā
A soft grunt sounded from beside him.
"She's... shining," Jack commented plainly. His critique, clipped. āDidnāt you do a photo shoot like this recently? Similar place and everything.ā
Vilās beauty was momentarily marred by a grimace. āYes, as promotional material for an upcoming film. However, the feel of it was completely different than what you see here.ā
Shadows instead of sunlight. Temptation in the place of innocence.
He, poised amid the creeping branches and dark leaves, a tatter cloak clinging to his curves. A single, crimson apple in his grasp, a sultry look directed at the camera.
He tried to picture himself like the girl in the frame countless times over. Kneeling among the woodland creatures, smiling so serenely. Any pro could pull it offāhe included.
But the image never turned out right in his mind.
Not the right amount of sweetness, not natural enough.
Not quite the same.
Not at all.
Blood, sweat, tears. Sacrifices made at the altar. Yet still, the world yielded nothing but broken promises and shattered dreams. The splintered parts and shambles of them, he gathered, forming his own makeshift hope and determination.
He couldnāt give in here.
Vilās perfectly groomed brows scrunched up.
āI shall have to endeavor to work even harder. Iām not satisfied with things as they are now.ā
āHeh.ā Jack cocked a small, lopsided grin. āKeeping on the grindā¦ Thatās just like you. You've got this."
āObviously. Nothing will get accomplished otherwise.ā Vilās eyes passed over to the beastmen. āPresumably, you are doing the same."
"Yeah. Haven't skipped a day of my training regimen." Jack slapped a hand on his bicep, which fit snuggly in his glittering white sleeve. "We'll take out RSA next track and field meet!"
"I'd certainly hope so. If I am to taste sweet revenge, I'd prefer it be by my own hand... but I trust you to deliver in my place. I expect good news when next we speak. Do not disappoint me."
"Yessir!" Jack's tail wagged enthusiastically. He stood alert, saluting like a loyal knight. āI'll do my best!"
āThen it looks as though we both have our long-term goals set.ā The dorm leader planted his hands on his waistāslim, cinched.
"Yours is...?"
"To surpass myself." Vil jerked his chin toward the girl in the painting. "To shine so brightly that my name not only goes down in history, but overshadows that which was written before."
"That's some big dream you have." Jack shook his head. "The scale's beyond what I can imagine. But knowing how stubborn you are, Vil-senpai... You seriously won't quit until you make that dream come true."
"My, my. Stubborn, am I?" He smirked, arms crossed. "I do believe it takes one to know one.
"You stand back and watch. I'll show you just how dazzling I can be."
His eyes held a steeliness to them. It was matched only by the same in Jackās. Two strong men and their wills, meeting on equal grounds.
Jack simply noddedāan acknowledgment, an acceptance, of his upperclassmanās confidence. Overwhelming, like a powerful wave, a strong storm, a blazing inferno. He almost felt compelled to drop to one knee, to kneel before such a presence.
Vil turned away from the painting, his arms unraveling from one another. His movements were graceful, nearly ballet-like. And his expressionā
Jack caught him mid-laugh. The snooty, airy kind, half-sincere, half-sarcastic. Brows upturned, mouth twisted in a faux sympathetic smile. Flaxen waves framing his lovely features.
His lips moved.
āIāll topple you from your throne,ā Vil vowed.
It was then that Jack noticed.
Vil-senpai's shining like the fair maiden.
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please more x reader smut with jake or miles, im starving šš
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a jake sully x fem!human!reader smut fic.
warnings: smut. pnv sex. cunnilingus. overstimulation/multiple orgasms. reader is in her early twenties. daddy kink. use of pet names. squirting. size difference. virgin reader. dilf!jake sully. possibly dark content, if you squint. no beta we die like neteyam (im sorry-).
words: 2.7k
a.n.: ask and ye shall receive! this has been in the cooker for a hot minute. @eddiemunsonguitar this is also for you.
Eywa, it was so wrong. Unbelievably so. So sinful that it made you burn with embarrassment and borderline self loathing every time you werenāt burning with desire.
Desire for a man old enough to be your damn father.
It was innocent enough at first. He was just so big, and caring, and funny. And as you got older, your mind started wandering away from a silly little crush to full blown fantasies. Fantasies of him coming into your room at night, grabbing onto you and having his way with you. Practically ripping off any clothes just to ravish you until you couldnāt so much as move the next day.
And at the center of all these fantasies were none other than Toruk Makto himself. Jake Sully.
How could you be blamed? The crop of scientists, as much as you loved them, hardly sufficed when it came to what you craved in a man. Besides, not one of them would even go near you in anyway other than platonic and parental; they had practically raised you.
You were isolated and horny, with no one and nothing to take your frustration out on. And the only one other than the scientists that regularly visited was the Oloāeyktan. Who never even really looked at you, frankly.
Then again, you didnāt see him up close and personal for the first eighteen years of your life; the first half of which was spent cowering in your room or behind tech, and the second half spent admiring from a distance.
Watching with greedy eyes how his abdomen flexed when he leaned over to study Normās tablet, or how his thighs tensed as he crouched, or how his fingers spread when he pointed to something.
You wanted to eat him. You wanted him to eat you.
It was only the night of your twentieth birthday and after one of the female scientists told you about naāvi mating traditions that you hatched your plan.
Reassured by her statements that naāvi didnāt stick to monogamy nearly as much as the typical human did, you put on the gifted tweng and matching top you got from Kiri and Tuk as a gift, strapped your exo pack over your face, and marched into high camp with your head held high.
Jake barely knew you when he first really saw you walking the perimeter of one of the huge fires in the caves of high camp. He knew of you, from Norm and Max and their off handed comments about the spoiled princess in their mix, but heād never seen her.
āSpoiledā had always been a joke- you were a kid, and you had needs that werenāt always easy for them to provide. But they did their best.
His kids had mentioned you too; Kiri was especially fond of you (āSometimes sheās the only one who really wants to listen to my thoughts. Itās refreshing.ā Kiri had snapped one night not too long ago at dinner), and Tuk thought you made a great playmate. Loāak had considerably less to say, mostly because you didnāt come out of the Oxygen-Pods nearly as much as Spider did, and therefore you didnāt explore with them. Neteyam had escorted you to fetch a plant for Maxās research once, and claimed you were polite.
That was the extent that he knew.
And damn, he didnāt know shit if this is what you looked like. All long legs and coy smiles and soft giggles.
It was over the instant that you introduced yourself.
You both knew it.
Ö“ ą£Ŗš¦¹
āFuck, Jake please-ā you whined, wiggling and bucking your hips in an attempt to get away from his flicking tongue. His massive hands held you in place, making your body sink into the mattress of your bed within your room. The poor thing creaked with each push of his hands and movement of your lower half, and you thanked Eywa that you had requested a private living space when you had turned eighteen. You donāt think you could face anyone with apologies for the noise of your late night escapades with the oloāeyktan.
āHushā¦ ām not done.ā Jake mumbled into your folds, and you had to fight the urge to kick his chest as another shot of electricity made your whole body twitch.
Two orgasms and this man still wasnāt done. He had practically ripped off your panties as soon as he was through the door, picking you up and (gently) throwing you down on the bed. How long ago was that? An hour? Two? It felt like you were melting at this point, and the slurps of Jakeās mouth on your dripping pussy made you shiver with embarrassment and overstimulation.
āYāknow what to say if youāre done, yeah?ā Jake asked, pulling back just enough to make sure his words were audible. Daring to look down, you were met with the sight of strings of your cum and his saliva clinging to his jaw, his lips nearly shimmering and parted as he watched you. He brought a breathing mask to his face as he waited, rubbing soothing circles into your thigh with his unoccupied hand.
You dropped your head and with a frustrated whine, and he slapped his palm against your leg. With a yelp, you gave him an audible affirmative, restating your safe-word. Satisfied, Jake licked a broad stripe from your fluttering hole to your clit, sucking the throbbing bud into his mouth and rolling it on one of his canines. You cried out, the rush of popping sparks and burning pleasure returning.
āJust one more, sweet thing. One more and iāll give you what you want.ā he cooed, nipping your labia and tonguing your entrance.
āNeed it now, Jake. Canāt take it anymore.ā you nearly wheezed, huffing as you felt the coil in your gut tighten. Something was different from before, tingling just below the hot waves of pleasure rolling through your body.
Tonight, after months of eating you out and finger fucking you, Jake had finally decided to let you take his dick. Only one problem with that. Itsie bitsie, really. Nothing serious.
Just that you were a virgin. And taking a dick over twice the size of a humanās was gonna practically rip you open.
So thatās what got you here, approaching your third goddamn orgasm so maybe, just maybe, your slick would make it easier for him to slide in.
Fuck, you werenāt gonna walk for a week, dick or not.
A flood of ecstasy overwhelmed you, and you felt some kind of tingling between your legs before you were slammed back, white clouding your vision as you cried out.
When you came to and looked down once more, you watched as Jake lapped at the juices adorning your thighs and lower belly, wiping some kind of liquid from his face.
āYāsquirted, baby girl.ā he hummed as he kneeled over you, picking you up and adjusting you so that your head rested against your pillows and he could rest his knees on the mattress, situating himself between your thighs.
āPrideful skxawng.ā you whispered back, only to be muffled by his mouth on yours as his hands found the backs of your knees.
He pulled back, looked down at you with worried eyes as his gaze traveled between your bodies back up to your face. āYouāre sure you want this? Itās not gonna be easy, or painless.ā
You shifted up onto your elbows, brushing his blunted nose with your own. āSince when did you decide to be my daddy?ā you asked, voice low.
Jakeās reaction was predictably dominating; he hissed low in his throat, pushing his forehead down against yours so that your head landed back on the pillow. He rutted his hips forward, and you whimpered when his dick brushed your oversensitive clit.
āThis isnāt time for jokes kid. Talk to me.ā he growled, and you sobered quickly as he moved the head of his cock to your entrance, applying pressure so you felt some semblance of the reality of what was about to happen.
Taking a deep breath, you lifted your hands to his face and pulled him down, trying not to think of just how much he had to crane his neck to lean closer. āJustā¦ slow. If it doesnāt fit, then fine.ā you tried, swallowing the lump in your throat as Jake nudged you again.
āTrust me, kid, itāll fit. Stretched you to hell and back not too long ago.ā he assured, pressing a kiss to your temple. āJust relax.ā
āOh, and letās not call me ākidā when youāre about to fuck me, yeah?ā you snipped, tightening your thighs around his waist.
Jake chucked, muttered a soft ābrat.ā into your ear that got you to laugh. While you were distracted, he pushed his hips forward and slid the first inch of his dick in.
You squealed, and Jake had to keep his hold on your thighs tight and you tried to move away. Your hands flew to his shoulders, clawing into his skin deep enough to draw blood.
It should have hurt- he should have noticed the stings of pain.
But all he could register was tight, warm walls wrapped around his dick with a vice so harsh he swore they were gonna snap it clean off.
With breaks and whispered praise from him, he gradually suck inch by inch of his think cock into you tight little cunt, until finally, fucking finally, he bottomed out.
Tight. Tight around his tongue, tight around his fingers, but fuck. This was on another level.
You were so good- such a good girl taking all of that length, swallowing every inch he gave you with a few tears and quiet whimpers. He leaned closer, making sure not to rock into you too soon, and kissed at the tears tracking down your face, before finally pressing his mouth to yours, swallowing your soft cries every time youād accidentally shift your hips or he his.
āDamn, pretty girl. Gonna cut off my blood circulation.ā he grunted into your shoulder, and he was rewarded with a breathy laugh from you. Experimentally, he ran a hand down between your bodies, before having to mentally convince himself not to burst at what he found.
Leaning up, he looked down at the bulge in your tummy, running a hand over it before looking to your eyes. He found you looking down with awe, wide eyed and dropped jaw at the bump.
Jake placed his palm over it, and pressed down.
The moan you let out was sinful, so desperate and pleased that he nearly rammed into you just out of instinct. But he reminded himself to take it slow as he pulled out, feeling the warmth of your pretty pussy leave him, before pushing back in.
Eywa, Jake was huge.
Of course you knew he would be- youāre not delusional. But damnit, it was almost too much. Your legs quivered with each slow thrust of Jakeās hips, and you buried your face into his shoulder to quell some of your noises. It hurt. Hurt more than anything youād experienced before. You were quite sure Jake would leave a permanent space for himself inside of you with how you were stretching.
Jake stroked his thumb against your skin where his hand still cupped the back of your thighs, pressing your knees up near your shoulders to get more leverage. The cot gave another soft squeak at the shift in weight, and for a moment you and Jake laughed, finding humor in the absurdity of fucking you into a rickety mattress in a room that Jake couldnāt fully stand up in.
The bulge in your tummy was only a physical manifestation of what you felt: fucking full. You could have cum just at the sight of it there, and by the foggy look in Jakeās eyes, so could he.
āJake-ā you whispered, though it came out as more of a punched-out wheeze. āMove.ā
His eyes flicked to yours for a moment, checking for any hesitation. When he found none, he shifted back on the bed, pulling away. You could feel the emptiness he left behind, and you opened your mouth to protest.
Before you could utter a word, Jakeās hands shifted from your thighs to your hips, and promptly rammed his cock back into you.
You screamed, the rush of pleasure and twinge of pain making you throw your head back as your hands flew to his shoulders, grounding yourself as he repeated the motion. You could feel him, deep inside of you, pressing against your cervix, his tip threatening to push past the barrier and straight into your womb.
That should have scared you, but it only made you rock your hips up to meet Jakeās with each thrust, reveling in the slick slide of his dick against your walls.
āFucking hell, baby-ā he all but hissed, pinning your legs up again. āTaking this dick so well.ā
You whined in response, trying and failing to assemble some kind of sentence to give him. Fucked out and cock drunk from just a few thrusts. How pathetic a sight you were. But no matter how humiliated you would feel later, right now you were confronted will all consuming pleasure and fullness.
Jake was confronted with the view of tears leaking from your eyes and drool dripping from the corner of your mouth, whining and moaning weakly as he continued to pound into you. He was sure he wasnāt much better, anyway. Jesus, he thought maybe youād loosen, only to be met with a tight clench of your tight little cunt around his cock when he hit your g-spot.
Everything was on fire. Your body, your mind, your pussy. Fuck, you needed to cum. You needed to fucking cum.
āDaddy-ā you whined, finally meeting Jakeās eyes as he bent over you, letting his nose brush yours.
āI know, baby girl. Go ahead and cum around daddyās cock. Make him proud.ā he grunted out, feeling his own release pool deep in his stomach as he tucked his face into the space between your shoulder and jaw.
His permission was all it took for something inside to finally snap, and you could feel yourself gush around Jakeās dick as your whole body trembled, thighs shaking even as Jake held them. After a few beats the pleasure turned into overstimulation, and your moaning became sobs, whimpering into Jakeās shoulder for him to cum already-
Jake shuffled closer to press himself as far in as he could as he felt the coil in his stomach tighten one last time, and sunk his teeth into your shoulder, tasting salt and iron as his release filled your core.
You barely even protested, your body jumping slightly under his at the pain, but otherwise you were limp in his arms. Jake pulled back to look at you, letting one of your legs go and bringing his hand to your cheek. āHeyā¦ā he murmured softly, running his tongue over the dribble of blood from the bite mark marring your skin, waiting for you to come down.
āHeyā¦ā you responded after a second, pushing weekly at his shoulder in an attempt to get him to stop prodding at the wound. Jake chuckled and shifted.
āPulling out.ā he warned you, before pulling himself out of you with a wet squelch. If you werenāt thoroughly fuck out, you would have blushed. But right now, all you wanted to do was curl up and sleep.
Jake chuckled once more, curling next to you and cradling your body against his chest as you began to drift off. āAre you alright?ā he asked, his tail curling around your thigh as his hand ran over your back.
āMhm.ā you managed, pressing a kiss to his pectoral as he hitched one of your legs around his waist. āJust gonna be sore in the morning.ā
He hummed in agreement, glancing at the bruises on your hips and waist from his hands. Jake knew he should have felt bad for it, and yet his chest hummed with pride at the sight of the physical evidence of him on your body.
Mine.
He pressed a kiss to your head as your breathing evened out, feeling his own eyes grow heavy.
āWeāll worry ābout it in the morning, baby. Just rest.ā he whispered.
And with an ache between your legs and dripping warmth in your core, you did just that, already drifting away into sleep as his body calmed against yours.
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a/n: im brushing up on how to write for lucifer. i missed him š
During the fall of man, there was chaos among the order of the angels. With heaven's very own Lucifer being the catalyst of it all, it had sent all the elders in a frenzy and leading to his eventual fall from grace.
You were but a child when it all happened. They all used his name as a threat, to scare off angels that dare defy the rules. However, you didn't quite understand why he was condemned from heaven for merely dreaming, and why couldn't he be redeemed by asking for forgiveness. Isn't that what your principles were? You confronted your mother about this, but in fear that she would lose you she begged you to stop speaking about the matter.
From then on, you stopped talking about it. Up until a fateful occurrence.
You were rushing your way towards your office, a tall stack of papers in your arms and as you guessed it, rushing when you can't even see in front of you is a really bad idea.
"Oops, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!" You cried holding the remaining paper in your arms. The person who bumped into you used their magic to lift sheets of paper off the ground and back onto your stack.
"Oh, it's fine. What's the rush?" A familiar voice of a man calls while he was helping you.
"I need to bring this report to the virtues. Hopefully, the meeting hasn't started yet," you explain, "Thank you, Sir Michael! Would you like to walk with.. me.. there..?"
You look up at the male in a daze as you figure out it wasn't Michael at all. Though they look similar and act the same way, it definitely wasn't him. He wore a distinct white top hat with a snake coiled around the base with accents of red, you trailed down to his face seeing his apple cheeks and awkward sharp toothed smile from being mistaken for his brother as he clutched onto his apple cane.
"O-oh! I'm terribly sorry for not noticing, Sir Lucifer!" You apologized, cheeks heating up from embarrassment.
"Oh it's fine. I get that a lot," he chuckles charmingly.
You blush at your mistake and how irrefutably handsome he was. He has a kind smile that seemed to wane ever so often with how downcast his eyebrows fell. It was as if he felt uncomfortable being here.
Your tug your lips into a thin line before cheerfully saying, "Is there anywhere in particular you're going? I'd love to be your escort!"
He seems dumbfounded at how an angel was kind enough to talk to him so candidly. Weren't there tales about his disobedience spread across of heaven? If this matter didn't require his attendance, he would have never come at all. However, seeing your gentle kindness made it seem worth while.
"Oh, couldn't possibly bother you. Aren't you late for a meeting anyway?" he refuses gently, pointing at the papers.
"Oh, it's fine!" you blush, "I'd be honored to spend some time with you!"
He quirks his eyebrow at you with a smug smile, making you splutter at your mistake, "I meant--as your guide! Yes! I don't have those kinds of intentions towards you! I apologize if it seemed that way!"
He gives you an attractive laugh and uses his magic to lift the paper off your hands and levitate beside you. Saving you the trouble of carrying them everywhere. He gestures his hand forward and replies, "Then shall we?"
You beam him a smile and escorted him to his meeting room, while giving him an update on the changes that were made since he's been gone. He looked less tense when you first bumped into each other and even chimed a joke or two in your conversation.
Not before long, you arrived at the door now carrying the paper in your hands. Giving him a big smile while he carefully walks forward to the door.
"It was nice talking to you, Sir Lucifer," you say a blush adorning your cheeks which he found adorable on you.
"I enjoyed our time together, (y/n). Hopefully, we can meet again someday," he replies with a smile of his own.
You gave him one final smile and started to walk down the hallway. But before you could take your 2nd step, he says something that made you blush from your cheeks to your ears and nape.
"By the way, you can just call me Lucifer. I'm divorced," he calls with a flirtatious smirk before entering the room.
His gesture makes you blush from the top of your head to your toes at his comment, calling him sly in your head. You shake your head trying to gain your composure as you trotted to your office. But it doesn't wipe the stupid smile you had on your face.
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dude i just loved the nsfw abc of l, sooo, i was wondering if you can write another but with light, idk theres no much people here who writes for the dn, so if you want and can please šš i promise i'll give you support forever š
nsfw warning
OFC I CANN AHH š«¶š«¶
i actually had this like half way written before this question was even asked š
I ā¤ļø LIGHT SM omg you donāt even know how fun this was to write (i kinda got carried away on some parts)
// implied afab reader, but can be justified as GN for most parts. mentions words like cunt and clit once or twice and uses feminine terms such as goddess //
LIGHT YAGAMI NSFW ABCāS ~
A (aftercare) - heās surprisingly very caring and sweet after sex, despite how rough and harsh he can be during. he prepares a nice warm bath for the two of you and makes sure to hold you close, keeping you right where he needs you.
B (bottom or top) - 100% a top without a doubt. though he always assures you that you two will be hand in hand as the rulers of his new world, he simply cannot be equals during your time of intimacy. he must remain dominant or he feels he has failed in some way.
C (cum) - he never ever wears condoms. his thought is; āwhy have sex if your just going to keep up a barrier?ā. he just loves cumming inside you, with the idea in the back of his mind that one day he can have a little successor running around.
D (dress up) - he prefers you both be fully unclothed during sex so you can worship each other through and through, but he wonāt complain if you dress up in a little lingerie for him every once in a while.
E (experience) - he definitely knows what hes doing. heās been with countless other people before and has done these same sinful things; but he assures you that none of them could ever compare to how good you are for him.
F (fav position) - it drives him crazy when you bend over his desk and let him do as he pleases from the back. it shows him that you not only respect his dominance, but also know your place below him.
G (goofy) - you would never dare laugh during sex with light. everything he says and does is genuine; and you would never want to hurt his ego by laughing at his words of intimacy, would you?
H (hair) - hes very neat and kept, as expected. he really pushes you to be the same, and will likely refuse if you donāt keep yourself shaven.
I (intimacy) - he is extremely intimate and flirty during sex. he has so many cute little pet names for you, and knows exactly what turns you on. ādoes that feel good, my goddess~? you love being treated so nicely by kira dont you~? i can feel just how wet i make you, love; isnāt that so naughty, getting off to a serial killer~?ā
j (jack off) - he has a pretty high sex drive, but he doesnāt have time to fuck you all the time, so he often resorts to jerking off under his desk while he kills people (oh my god what a sight isjdjdjd). when heās feeling scandalous, heāll send you videos of him jerking off to pictures and videos of you heās taken during sex.
k (kink) - he goes insane when you call him your god / kira in bed. it makes him so happy that you know his worth and stand under him so willingly. he also adores binding you to his headboard with his crimson red tie, leaving you in absolutely no control.
l (location) - his favorite spot is over his desk, having you display yourself openly to him, ready to take anything he gives you. he also loves just standardly taking you on the bed; but all in all he doesnāt really care where you two have sex.
m (massages) - you ask, you shall receive. he knows that he can be a bit much for you sometimes, so heās happy to help you unwind however he can (and he secretly hopes that maybe if he touches the right spot you two can squeeze in another round before bed~)
n (no) - heās up for a lot of things, all you need to do is ask, but thereās a few things he absolutely wonāt do. one of them being abusing the death note powers while in bed. yes, sometimes he has you under his desk stuffing your face with his pretty cock while he writes names, but thatās different. heād never want to use the note while hes inside your sopping cunt; let alone to threaten you. heād never write your name down, or at least heād never want to.
o (oral) - heās big on receiving. like i mentioned, he gets off to you sucking him dry under the desk while he murders people. loves to see your pretty face covered in his cum after heās done. he also adores going down on you, though. after a long day of killing people, sometimes heās just too tired to take over your sobbing cunt with his cock, as much as he wants to. so instead he has you on his desk, hands gripping your plush thighs firmly while he works his magnificent tongue along your body.
p (pace) - likes to go at a rougher pace (and just loves hearing you beg him to slow down), but if you use your safe word, heāll be more gentle with you and make sure youāre okay.
q (quickie) - is 50/50 on them. he would like to be able to enjoy fucking you thourougly, but sometimes he just needs to relieve some built up stress he has (which is a LOT). being a god isnāt easy.
r (risk) - is all for it. heās banged you in numerous public places; it gives him a sort of rush that he doesnāt get anywhere else. the thought of being caught by someone is so exciting, and he almost hopes that someone could walk in on you two so he could show them how obedient you are for your god. setting such a great example for the people of the new world.
s (stamina) - you swear he can go on forever. usually, you two stop after a few rounds due to you getting tired, but thereās really only been once or twice that heās gotten tired and collapsed on top of your exposed chest.
t (toys) - he loves teasing you with a small vibrator up against your swollen clit, esspecially while he watches you squirm and beg him to fuck you properly. he also adores tying up your arms somehow, making sure you know who owns you.
u (unfair) - light is the worst when it comes to teasing. heāll tease you for hours until your sobbing uncontrollably and begging him to let you cum. he does always give you what you want in the end though, donāt worry
v (volume) - he tries to stifle any sound he makes, afraid if will make him look more human and less like a god, but every now and then youāll hear him groan or softly mumble your name in ecstasy.
w (wild card) - since he is kira, he sometimes always šhas to manipulate people so they give him what he wants. so donāt be surprised if he comes home after a long day and tells you how he had sex with another woman. but he assures you; āshe was nowhere even near as good for me as you, my goddess. you always take me so well, your so obedient. you always know what i want~ you just love pleasing your god, donāt you~?ā
x (x ray) - hes a big guy, and oh my god his cock is huge. around 9-9.5 inches, with a pretty good girth
y (yearning) - like i mentioned, surprisingly really high sex drive. he tries to stifle it though, he doesnāt want to be thinking of your pretty face while writing down names, now does he?
z (zzz) - he usually falls asleep a good 30 minutes to an hour after you. he just loves to cuddle up to you and think about all the good things going for him at the moment.
AN: AH ANOTHER ONE DONE šŖ iām actually pretty proud of this tbh. i also noticed on my L nsfw abcs I FORGOT M šš iām not gonna go back and redo it now ig but i noticed that when i was going back and forth to make sure i got the abcs right. anyways TYSM FOR THE ASK ILYY MWA MWA ššā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø THX FOR READING
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Could I request a Jon Snow x female reader, where she is a seamstress for the Stark family and they become friends and talk during her visits to Winterfell and slowly become lovers?
A PATCHWORK OF BLOOD AND BATTLES
- you are a fighter, and so seems to be the needle stuck in your thumb. and, of course, the man that unintentionally put it there (jon snow x fem!seamstress!reader ā ļø mentions of blood and a needle-based injury).
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a/n - this took absolutely forever to finish iām so sorry š i think this request was from literal months ago, but here you are!! i love this concept so much, i hope you donāt mind my artistic liberties :)
You have fought for everything in your life. For your right to simply exist in the same world as the nobles, for your trade, and most importantly, you have fought for yourself. You have climbed the ranks of peasantry with chipped nails and a needle, asking for more and getting less. Now, you have won. At least, you have won as much as the earth beneath your feet will allow you to win. You are a seamstress for one of the most prominent families in Westeros, and as you patch a hole in a fancy evening dress, you canāt help but smile.
The night is dark, but you are not unfamiliar with the flicker of a candle flame. Snow falls lightly outside, and the wind rustles your hair as it sneaks through your open window. As you thread your needle through the lacy fabric, your door slams open.
Your eyes widen as the needle between your fingers is driven straight into your thumb, sending a shooting pain through your entire hand. You let out a sharp yelp, clutching your injury. Who in the godsā good name was slamming doors at this hour? And why the hell didnāt they warn you?
The thumb clenched between your hand is throbbing and dripping red around the needle still stuck in the middle of it. You look up at the man who startled you, eyes burning with distaste.
Itās him. Lord Starkās bastard child, the one that sits alone at feasts. And the one that comes to you with sword slashes in his vests.
āMay I help you?ā You ask. Your finger is still in burning hot pain.
In truth, you have grown to like him. He is also someone who has fought for his status, though his came with a lot more cushion. You recognize the burn in him, the drive that your own eyes carry. He will do great things someday; youāre sure of it.
He looks at you like your hand is made of dragonfire. āSorry.ā
You press your lips into a thin line. You need to keep him on your good side if you wish to keep your job.
You tuck your hand behind your back, hoping he just drops off whatever garment he needs repaired and leaves you to nurse your sores. Unluckily for you, he is a gentleman.
He moves to kneel beside you, dark curls almost glowing in the dim lighting. He looks positively angelic as he reaches for your hand.
āMy lord?ā
āAllow me to help.ā He utters, voice as soft as the wind. He is an honorable man, you cannot deny it. You have seen him in the courtyards during your visits to the castle. He is always improving and always helping others do the same. He gets it from his father, you assume.
You comply with his urges, slightly in fear that you will lose your position if you do not. That worry is always in the back of your head. Will sewing this neckline a millimeter too short cost you your life? Is this cuff good enough for Lady Stark? Are you up to the task? Your thoughts almost consume you long enough to not notice Jon Snow pulling the needle out of your finger.
Almost. You feel a sharp sting of pain, but you bite your tongue. He swiftly wraps the undershirt in his hand around yours. For a brief moment, his rough hands brush the tip of your pinky finger. You have never felt anything so electrifying.
The hairs on the back of your neck stand up like the angels have come for your body at long last. When he pulls away, your thumb shouts with new pain, but all you can focus on is the memory of his hand. You shake your head.
āShall I call the maester?ā He asks, ever the responsible one. You wave your good hand.
āI will be alright, my lord. I will wash and patch your shirt, if you wish.ā You donāt exactly love the idea of taking the pressure off of your wound, but you must be willing to sacrifice your own comfort in this moment to assure your future.
He stands, and an owl outside hoots. His eyes flicker to the window, then back down to you. āDonāt worry about it. Keep the thing.ā
This shocks you. It shouldnāt, but it does. He is being kind to you. For the first time in a long while, someone is being kind to you.
āI mustnāt, my lord.ā You speak, hesitantly standing up next to him.
āItās no trouble. I insist.ā His voice is smooth, and the sound tickles your ears. You think you could hear him speak all night if you ever had the opportunity. Something in you wishes you did.
You nod slowly. It would be rude to further refuse it. Thatās what you tell yourself, at least. You hope it is not the fact that you suddenly hope your finger never stops bleeding.
Jon turns to leave, exiting just as swiftly as he had come. You clutch his shirt, heart beating wildly in disbelief of what just happened. In that moment, you suddenly decide that you have another thing to fight for.
Gods, did you fight for it. You took every opportunity to see him, and it worked like a well-oiled hinge. From patching more sword slashes to custom-tailoring a pair of riding pants, you were able to take any of his sewing work off of your coworkersā hands. And through that, you began to learn why exactly he was fighting.
He often sat in your quarters while you worked, and you were beyond glad for the company. Eventually, he began to open up as beautifully as a flower in spring.
He was neglected and outright hated by Lady Stark, as he was the bane of her married life. He wishes to take the black and become a watcher of the wall. Most importantly, he does everything possible to maintain what little honor he has in his family.
Like you, he is a fighter.
Sometimes, in the quiet night, words spill from his mouth like he has never held them back. You do the same. And every once in a while, very softly, he takes your hands in his larger ones and whispers that he will fight only for you.
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can i have a miguel oāhara platonic reader?? maybe younger sibling and heās overly protective of them. they want to fight alongside miguel and help him restore the multiverse but miguel wont allow them. they get into a mini argument which ends with them hugging n stuff and finally miguel allows his younger sibling to fight w him IDK IF THIS IS A LOT BUT I NEED MORE PLATONIC X READERS šš
Miguel OāHara x gn! Reader (platonic)
You were Spider-Man.
Ok, You were all Spider-Man.
But you were different. At least, Miguel would say so. Not in a bad way. Miguel just liked you more than everyone else.
You were younger, and he felt responsible for you.
You both come from different worlds, except his was gone. You were the only good thing he had left, you were like the little sibling he never asked for but always wanted.
How did you two meet? Well, itās a long story.
It actually isnāt that long.
Almost a year ago, you were fighting Green Goblin, and then Miguel showed up, and kicked his ass.
-and then you got recruited.
You donāt really know why though, you never did anything.
You mostly stayed in the lobby. Correction, you only ever stayed in the lobby. Yeah, you had your own earth and everything, but Miguel had a bunch of stuff figured out so all the dangerous criminals in your world would be taken care of.
Now all that was left was small crimes, like break-ins or petty theft. You spent most of your days getting cats out of trees.
It was nice not getting the shit- crap beaten out of you every few weeks, but this was just boring.
But you guess with Miguel to keep you company, it wasnāt too bad.
It was obvious to the rest of the spider lobby that Miguel was protective of you- perhaps too much. They even started calling you āY/N OāHaraā or āmini Oāharaā, much to your own amusement.
āHey, Miguel!ā You called out, strolling into Miguelās totally not evil void office. āYou done brooding, I got us empanadas from Earth- something-something,I forgot.ā
You held two white styrofoam containers in your hands. You clicked the web shooter in your palm. A web stuck into a base and you swung yourself up to Miguelās upper platform.
āAt first I was gonna get Chinese takeout, but it turns out some guy exploded the place, so this shall suffice!ā You lightly tossed him one of the containers.
You took a seat on top of a table, crossed your legs and started digging in.
āSo-ā you said through bites. āWhat did you do today despite standing here all menacingly?ā
Miguel had taken a seat, picking at little bits of his food.
Miguel looked at you with a look you could only describe as a silent āreally?ā.
āIām kidding!ā You threw your hands up innocently. āBut no, seriously what have you been doing in here?ā
He placed his food down, and pulled up a screen, showing off a picture of the Spiderverse- or the ultimately confusing Humanoid-Arachnia, poly multiverse- or whatever Miguel calls it.
āMore worlds are becoming infected. Itās like the whole multiverse is about to collapse in on itself.ā His tone of voice was already serious, but you knew behind that stoicism, he was scared.
You ate your food down, and walked towards him. You leaned over his shoulder, looking at all the red little dots on the screen, the names of different spider universes popping up like crazy.
āWhat am I even looking at right now?ā You said this as more of a joke. Miguel rolled his eyes and sighed.
āPlease, take this seriously.ā
āI will once you give me my first job.ā You crossed your arms. Youāve been begging to be out in the field for months, to no avail.
Miguel got up and turned to face you. āY/N, weāve talked about this-ā
There was a loud beeping sound coming from the screen.
āLyla, whatās going on!?ā
āAnother dimension, another anomaly, you know the drill.ā The mini holographic woman said.
Miguel sighed, his face a blank slate of unknown emotions. He started walking away. You trailed behind him.
āGreat, letās get going!ā
He froze in his tracks. āWho said you were going.ā
āUh, me.ā You stopped and turned to look at him, placing a confident hand on your hip.
āNo.ā He brushed past you.
āWait, what!?ā You quickly caught up with him, but he continued walking. āBut Iāve been waiting for this for months!ā
āYouāre not going.ā He didnāt even look at you. He started tampering with his watch.
āBut thatās not fair!?ā You yelled. You stopped, and stood there. He heard your steps come to a stop, and he slowly came to a halt.
āItās too dangerous.ā He still wasnāt looking at you, and it was starting to drive you insane.
āYou canāt be serious.ā You almost laughed. āYou call up Jess for backup, and sheās with child!ā You scoffed.
āYouāre not ready.ā He said, a bit louder this time, clearer.
āYes, I am. Iām spiderman! Iāve been ready, why wonāt you let me do this!?ā You walked up to him. He finally turned to face you.
āYouāre not going. Thatās final.ā He shook his head. The look in his eyes told you everything you needed to know.
He didnāt think you were strong enough.
You werenāt enough.
āYou donāt think I can do it!?ā You yelled.
āY/N, thatās not what I meant-ā
āOh, sure!ā Youād scoffed, throwing your hands up in defeat. āThatās why you wonāt let me tag along- or wonāt even let me fight my own battles, why not, huh? Am I not strong enough for you?ā
You were jolted forward when he grabbed your shoulders. He shook you. You froze in his grasp.
āI canāt lose anyone else!ā
He screamed. The emotional walls he held up fell. He panted, seemingly out of breath from a single sentence. He let go of you, letting his hands fall to his sides.
Everything is so eerily quiet, nothing but the sounds of shaky breaths and the sounds of machinery in the background.
āI canātā¦ā Miguel said in nothing higher than a whisper. If he spoke another word, he would break.
You wrapped your arms around him. It catches him off guard at first, but quickly he holds you, like if he lets go, you would disappear.
āIām not going anywhere.ā You whisper, and you can feel his arms tighten around you.
After what felt like an eternity of it just being you two, you let go. Miguel looks away to hide his tear stained face.
āYou get one mission. If it goes well, you can come on more.ā His voice was hoarse, but it was beginning to return to its normal tone.
āYes!ā You shouted, and hugged him again, this time it was short and outlived. He smiles down at you.
āWhat are we waiting for?ā You asked, pulling him along. āLetās go save the multiverse!ā
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Hello! Are you perhaps taking requests? If you don't, please ignore this. If you do, can you please make a kaiser x chubby reader? I noticed that there's no many fanfictions with him. I just finished all of them š
A DEITY'S CHOSEN ONE
MICHAEL KAISER X CHUBBY READER
content warnings āāā god complex, markings
į° synopsis .į in which michael kaiser chose you.
many things michael kaiser isābut never the soft one. he commands everyone in his presence. makes the strongest crumble at their feet. people follow him, worship him even. that what makes michael kaiser is.
despite that, he never shielded himself let alone brace for falling for a woman like you and he convinces himself he is not. you were drawn to him like anybody else and it's his job to take care of you.
you were his chosen one.
he choose you as his. to serve at his feet. worship him and sing with his name with all your devotion. he's playing god and he's closer to being one. he deserves it and what makes it even sweeter, it was you who was doing itāand just like any other devotee he decided to reward you for being his.
āmichael...ā his name coming out from your lips like a nightingale. he stares at his reflection in the mirror, eyes darting to yours where his lovely woman is close to being bare. the strap of your top falling down in your shoulder. showing the soft expanse of your skin. chest and neck bare for his eyes to feast while his hand in your jaw to meet his gaze.
you were not his type. nonexistent collarbones and all, there should be bones or any signs of being an equal to him to exist. a perfection to be decided by him and you're nothing at all from the previous women he dated. with their perfect sculpted face structures, thigh gaps and flat stomach. skin that had never known the existence of stretch marks and scars. hadn't touch by flaws and while he gazes at your eyes with the color of the earth, it pulls him close. trying to understand what it's like to be flawed and michael kaiser is everything but not flawed.
presented to him with a round stomach that hands, riddled with stretch marks, thighs that touch and jiggle everytime you walk and a round face he's squishing right now. you were imperfect and michael hadn't seen anything like you but you were a good one. so decided what a god would to his favored one.
his lips trails to your cherubic cheeks then to your soft jaw and to your neck. soft lips into soft flesh and you were divine to begin with. the bountiful flesh that you hold, blessed with abundance for him to hold and to ravish to his heart's desire.
sucking the skin with fervor that it leaves you gasping and calling for his name. not daring to touch him, nor pull at his blonde hair with streaks of blue, the color of sky at the ends of it. holding out to his arm while he marks you as his.
āthat's a good girl.ā he whispers, praising you for being prepared at what he gives and you take it all. it boosts his ego so much that he'll fuck you without a second thought. pressed your face in the mirror, fingers tangled to your hair while he ruts deep inside you. filling you up with his seed that it'll bless you with life inside you.
you could feel him smile at your skin. heat pooling at the pit of your stomach while your arousal soaked through your panties. you know he could feel it. your body trembles at the things he can do to you.
so needy. he can get to it later. succumbing to your earthly desires but there's one thing he should do mark you as his for everyone to see that you truly belonged to him.
teeth sinks to the flesh of your neck where your pulse beats and a breathless whine following from you. a harsh suck and a bite. a bruise blooming in where he marked you. that's a sight to behold.
his rose-tattooed arm moves to squeeze the supple flesh in your chest and then to your stomach until it reaches to your aching heat. cupping it with his large hand and there's a low growl in his throat followed by a chuckle at your reaction. breath turning shallow at his hand holding your heat. it was clear as the day. the rose in the back of his palm in your center and you know what's going to happen next and you spread your thighs wider to accommodate him.
what a good thing you are. he praises you in his mind. fit to serve him for the rest of his days.
you really are his chosen one.
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hope I'm not a bother but i saw that you wanted someone to sent Lucifer requests soā i'm only giving ideas, don't force yourself to write this if u don't like this idea:3
angst headcanons/one shot (whatever u prefer) with lucifer x fallen angel male! reader (yes, we need more Male readers) who gets hurt by Adam at the fight in the extermination and maybe Lucifer is too late to save him?
Lucifer x Reader ĖāĀ· ĶĶĶĶā³ā„
I MEANT NICE THINGSš but I shall oblige because I love this idea!!
Not Proofread!
Warnings: Injured reader, character death
Song listened to while writing this
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You always stood up for what you believed was right, that's how you ended up here; in hell
Defying the rules and boundaries set by heaven and its authority is a crime punishable by Banishment. Forcefully removed from your loved ones, the deafing fall; the change in scenery and people.
The hell that was created for people deemed not worthy for the pearly gates; the place you laid when you first fell; helped up to stand was the very king of Hell himself, Lucifer. Why was he there, why'd he come to help you? You never questioned him about it, maybe because you, too were once an angel; thrown to the wolves by the people who were meant to protect you, perhaps Lucifer related to you or pitied you.
You didn't complain when he took you to his palace; safe from the horrids of "Hell", over the years you grew together and fell into something different, a love story. From that day you swore you'd do anything to protect him and his dreams just as he had protected you.
That's how you got here. Defending your husbands daughters hotel with everything in your might. You grew close with Charlie and decided to assist her; knowing you'd be protecting Your dear husband's precious only daughter; that's why the screams of your name rang in your ears now. Something in your body hurt that's for sure but you can't quite place where, you remember seeing Adam; trying to protect Charlie from the Commander. His Axe and wrath was standing in front of you; the place you currently laid was familiar; the hotel lobby. Now wrecked and crumbled from the terror, you tried to look around. Your wings weren't functioning anymore as you tried to sit up; quickly a loud Yelp pushed past your lips as you finally felt what was hurting you
The angelic spear that had seemingly staked you on the way down. You watched as Adams gaze shifted to Charlie after taking a moment to sneer at you, your blood boiled both at the man and the fact you couldn't do anything to help. The fight between Lucifer and Adam was a blur to you, All you'd remember was that beam of light barely missing you while splitting the hotel you loved in half.
Now you were shaken awake by a face you know all too well, a smile grazed your features as you looked at the man you loved
"Dove! Sweetheart, heyā hey look at me, I'm here okay? We'll get you help"
You weakly wheezed as you heard the panic and fear in his voice that he tried to hide from you, you held onto his arm, weakly placing your hand on his forearm
"yeah Luci, I don't think I'm making this"
the sting in your heart was more painful than any weapon could do as you watched his face change into a feeling of despair. His still demonic eyes are filled with tears as he clutches onto your body; weeps heard from the man as he held you, whispering sweet nothings into your ear to ease the pain you had endured. a shaking hand stroking your messy bloodied hair, the man's heart wretched as he felt you limp in his arms; body growing cold as your chest went down for the last time. He had just found you, and already lost you.
Authors note : IM LIKE.. KINDA BAD AT WRITING ANGST?? I HOPE THIS WAS OKAYY
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hiii!! I apologize in advance for my English š I'm Brazilian and I use Google Translate, anyway, you can do a m!reader x bakugou where the reader (he is already older with Bakugou and has a long-term relationship) ends up being the victim of very well done fake news (as if a fan kissed him by surprise and a paparazi managed to take a photo before he pushed her away) and then this fake news goes viral and Bakugou gets very angry and feels betrayed, so much so that he doesn't let the reader explain it properly and ends up kicking him out of the house, so after a few days the fake news was clarified? (sorry if it was too long šš oh! and with a happy and fluffy ending please šš)
Fake News
Katsuki Bakugou x Male!Reader [ADULT AU]
Summary: Katsuki recently found news that had shown that Y/N had kissed someone despite being in a relationship with him. He was furious.
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ā½A/N: Thatās totally fine! As long as you can get your message across! I love your prompt and itās definitely something new to me. I shall try my best!!
Contents: ANGST - FLUFF
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It had been years since Class 1Aās days studying at U.A. Everyone had grown up to become successful pro heroes, saving everyone and becoming a hero in everyoneās eyes!
A peculiar pair, Katsuki Bakugou and Y/N L/N, was known as the power duo since their 2nd year of high school. They were known for being like yin and yang. While Katsuki was known for his hot temper and well-calculated moves, Y/N was known for his calm demeanor and his skilled agility. Both of them even opened up an agency together!
Despite Y/N having to go overseas often for his hero work, they still manage to find time for each other and itās so sweet!
Katsuki still couldnāt help but feel like he was inferior compared to his lover. He still couldnāt believe that he even managed to get someone as caring and a gentleman like him! Someone like Y/N liked him? And he was such a loyal boyfriend, Katsuki wouldnāt believe a word or rumor of him cheating!
Thatās what he thought before he saw the news. It had the headline,
BREAKING NEWS: [HERO NAME] WAS SEEN KISSING A WOMAN! HAS HE AND HIS LOVER FALLEN OUT OF LOVE FOR EACH OTHER?
He was heartbroken when he watched the news. He couldnāt believe the news! He shouldnāt doubt Y/N. Heās someone who could never do something like this! But as the news continued, he was stunned. He felt frozen in place.
A video played in the news, showcasing Y/N in his uniform, kissing a young woman with long black hair. His eyes widened at the sight. He didnāt feel the tears flooding his sight, dropping to the ground. He didnāt realize his sobs until he heard his ringtone.
He looked down to look at his phone on the table. It read āDumbass <3ā and he knew who it was. He hesitated to pick up the call.. But he wanted to know what was in the news. So, with a shaking hand, he picked up the voice call, hearing his belovedās voice from across the phone.
āHey, love! I was wondering what you wanted to eat today, I can go get some take outs from your favorite place,ā Y/N said with a cheery voice. Bakugou didnāt answer, but his sobs were audible through the call. āKatsuki! Are you okay?!ā Her panicked voice was visible.
āI fucking saw, dumbass..ā Katsukiās voice cracked as a few more sobs came out of him. āSaw what?ā He asked with a confused tone. āYou kissing a fucking woman! You think I didnāt fucking see!!ā His voice was loud and clear, and Y/N was shocked from the other side of the call. What did he meant by, āI fucking sawā ?Ā
But then, it clicked.
He had seen the news.
āLook, I can explain! Love, please justāā
āFUCK NO! You decided to go and fuck around!ā L/N was speechless listening to his own lover accusing him of cheating. āPlease, justā Please listen to me!ā He pleaded but Bakugou wanted nothing but ātruthā from him.
āIf you continue to lie, weāre done.ā Katsukiās voice was stern and harsh. Y/N couldnāt help but feel tears blurring his vision. āYou donāt mean thatā¦right, darling?ā He could hear his voice cracking when he asked the question. āFuck you, Y/N. Weāre done.ā He immediately ended the call and threw the phone on the couch. He grabbed a pillow and pressed it against his face, preventing people outside from hearing his frustrated yells. He could feel himself sobbing into the pillow. His knees were against his chest, huddled up on the couch.
How could he? was the only thought he had in his head. After what has happened, he should be hating Y/N, right? He should despise him! But why did he have this ache in his heart? He didnāt know what to do. His mind was a mess, he was a mess. He looked across the couch to see his phone getting a bunch of messages from L/N but he ignored them.
He didnāt want to answer them, he didnāt have the heart at the moment.
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āWeāre back again with ABC News! We had just found out about a certain rumor that had been going around that was nothing but a hoax! We had interviewed the girl who had kissed the hero, H/N, and she had come clean. She told her friend to take a picture of her kissing the hero who had no intentions of kissing her. She said, āI just walked up to him and kissed him on the lips and my friend caught all of it!ā while she laughed.ā
The news reporter continued to talk but Katsuki didnāt listen to the rest. All he could think about is how awful he was to Y/N. He didnāt like him to explain and let his emotions control him just like in high school. Despite having to learn to control his emotions, he still tends to explode at someone for the littlest thing.
It had been at least a few weeks since he kicked Y/N out. All he could think about was how he was going to apologize to him. āShit, shit, shit!ā He repeatedly cursed, walking in a circle with his hands in his hair.
He looked over to his phone and immediately went to Y/Nās contact and unblocked him. He saw Y/Nās profile picture coming back once he unblocked me. Katsuki was grateful that Y/N didnāt block him. He clicked the phone button and heard his phone ring as he tried to get a hold on him.
After a few seconds, the phone was picked up and he heard a soft āhello?ā from the other side. The voice sounded tired, and he felt guilty about it. āY/N! Iām so sorry! Please forgive me!ā He pleaded.
Katsuki Bakugou was apologizing? Thatās something new.
āKatsuki..ā Y/Nās voice was still as soft as ever. He was shocked to hear sobs from Katsukiās side of the call. āKats, please donāt cry. You didnāt know.ā Katsuki hiccuped, āBut I shouldāve let you explain!ā He sobbed.
Katsuki heard a sigh from the other side. The only thought he had from the sigh was that Y/N was getting sick of him. āGive me a second, Katsuki.ā With that, he heard a door open and a lot of sounds from the streets. Katsuki just looked at his phone in confusion.
What was he doing?
Only a few minutes went by and he heard a knock on the door. He rushed to the door and opened it to see Y/N with small eye bags. He looked way better than Katsuki who had messier hair, red eyes from crying, and eyebags. He quickly jumped on him, giving him the tightest hug he had ever given to him. Y/N was a bit taller than him, so he picked him up with ease and brought him to the couch.
He sat down with Katsuki on his lap, sobbing into his shoulder. Y/N let him sob into his shoulder, rubbing his hips to try to soothe him.
After he stopped crying, the pair talked and sorted things out. Katsuki was still guilty about it and Y/N didnāt want that so he gave quite the reminder to remind him how much he loved him.
Hehe;)
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babes i have a request
so im in the mood for angst...bc why not
so like can i request like an aonung x sully!reader set in the way of water timeline but like instead of neteyam dying it's reader who dies
does this make sensešš
CLEARLY u LOVE the idea of people dying because ??? WHY would u do this
But ok
Ye ask and ye shall receive
āI promised.ā
word count: 2.3k
pairings: aoānung x f! sully! reader (angst)
notes:
- reader is the sibling in between Neteyam and Kiri in terms of age
- aoānung and reader already have an established relationship prior to the events of this story
- i am NOT giving reader a name, i also dont think there are any mentions like y/n or [name] or anything like that
warnings: descriptions of war, death, blood, idk more death, sadness, its sad 4 sure but idk if its tear-worthy?
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āCāmon! We have to go get Spider!ā Loāak nodded his head towards the inside of the ship as you cut him free from his restraints.Ā
āWhat?ā you responded, unable to process what heād just said.
Your older brother behind you, Neteyam, cut off the tie bounding Tukās hands with a dagger, and another quick snap further behind told you Aoānung had just cut off Tsireyaās.
You and your siblings were in the middle of a full blown war.
Besides almost getting crushed by Payakan, getting taken hostage, killing about 5 people trying to save your siblings, and witnessing the deaths of many of your own people, things in your opinion were going great so far.Ā
āCāmon sis, we canāt leave without him!ā Loāak crouched down, picking up a gun from one of the fallen naāvi soldiers slouched against the railings, blood seeping down their skull.Ā
Your gaze was fixed on the grip of the gun that was firmly clasped in his fingers, stained with red at the bottom. The blood trickled down silently, creating a small pool on the already drenched floor, yet it seemed inconsequential amidst the chaos.
In that brief moment of dread, a warm hand fell on your shoulder, squeezing it reassuringly.Ā
Something similar to fear took over your body, causing you to be unable to take your eyes off your younger brother who looked at you hopefully, while you stood there like a deer caught in headlights.
It wasnāt like you didnāt want to save him. The images of blood spraying all over replayed in your mind, making it hard to focus on anything else.
āYou donāt have to go if you donāt want to,ā a comforting voice drifted through the air, pulling you back into reality.Ā
The foreign accent had a calming effect on your senses, a zap of electricity running down your queue.
Whipping your head, you met the eyes of the person who had spoken, the comforting shade of aquamarine looking back at you with such emotion.
Loāak rolled his eyes at the sight, a low growl forming in his throat. He never approved of your relationship with the boy, but what could he do about it? He was in love with the manās sister!
Neteyam sauntered towards your brother, braids waving wildly in the air as they always did.Ā
āIāll go with you,ā he nodded at Loāak, ignoring Aoānung completely as he looked at you, seeking any form of approval.
Your brows knitted together, and you shook your head.Ā
āItās fine. Iāll go. We all know Iām a better warrior than Neteyam anyways.ā you joked, attempting to lift the mood.Ā
āAre you sure?ā Neteyam said softly.
āPositive. You should go and help out the other warriors.ā you nodded, feeling the comforting warmth of Aoānungās hand leave your shoulder.Ā
Looking back at him, you could see the fear and concern etched on your lover's face. He looked so perplexed, a reaction youād never seen on his face before.
Before you could take a single step, his arms pulled you in for a hug as if he was shielding you from any threat that could harm you.
He didnāt want you to leave.
Loāak and Neteyam groaned, looking instead at the ocean, watching the metkayina and the sky people battle for their opposing goals.
Aoānung leaned in and pressed his forehead against yours.Ā
"Please be careful."
The sound that came from his mouth was barely but a whisper, as if he would choke if he said it any louder.Ā
You smiled, placing a hand on his neck reassuringly.Ā
āIāll come back to you. I promise.ā
As the words left your lips, you waved a farewell to him before going inside the ship, Loāak in front of you.Ā
The thumping of your heart echoed in your chest like an empty chamber. You werenāt going to break a promise.Ā
At least,Ā
not this time.
āLereho!ā a guttural, high pitched scream reverberated throughout the forest.Ā
The sleeping creatures lifted their heads up in the sky, ears pointing in all different directions, attempting to make out the source of the scream.
āLEREHO!ā a 7-year-old you screamed even louder, tears flowing down your pale face as you looked at the rusty helicopter.Ā
The rusty helicopter which had now trapped your friend inside its worn down metal walls, and he scratched against the door endlessly, trying to get out.
āI- I-ā your words were unable to come out, your entire body trembling with fear.Ā
The large metal body was encased in mossy vines that suspended it above the lake, and Eywa knows Lereho couldnāt swim to save his life.
āIāLL GET HELP, LEREHO! PLEASE STAY HERE!ā you cried out, praying to the Great Mother he could hear you.Ā
āI PROMISE IāLL GET YOU OUT OF THERE!ā you yelled, your voice hoarse and strained, your entire body buckling down with the weight of your words.Ā
You turned back and ran as far as you could, as fast as your legs could take you. Your face was all scrunched up and your eyes were full of tears, partly obscuring your vision.Ā
Branches scratched your body and drew blood from your fresh wounds, but you didnāt care. Guilt overtook your body and put you on autopilot.
If you hadnāt told him to, he wouldnāt have gone in the helicopter with you.Ā
If you hadnāt been stupid, you wouldnāt have closed the door.
If you hadnāt slipped on the vines on your way back to solid ground, the helicopter wouldnāt be creaking slowly, on its way to submerge him fully in the lake.Ā
If you hadnāt been friends with him in the first place, maybe he wouldāve been alright right now.
You wiped the water from your eyes and the snot from your nose harshly with your bleeding hands.Ā
By the time you returned with your father, all that was left were the torn apart vines flowing loosely in the wind of the night.Ā
They couldnāt even retrieve his body.
Beads of water welled up at the corners of your eyes as you crouched along the wall, Spider in your sights.Ā
Blinking rapidly to get rid of them, you leapt down with Loāak, taking care of the humans surrounding your friend mercilessly.Ā
You screamed as you smashed the last oneās skull along the railing, flipping them into the water, heavy pants leaving your chest as the adrenaline wore off.
āWoah. You alright?ā Loāak gasped, slightly concerned.Ā
āIām fine,ā you breathed out. āWe have to go, now.ā
You grabbed a gun from one of the dead soldiers, and not long after you heard the sounds of rapid gunfire hit metal a bit too close to you for your liking.Ā
With your instincts you dove out of the way, grabbing Spider with your free hand and quickly crawling along the floor towards the moonpool, ensuring that Loāak was still behind you.Ā
The shots from the gun made the air burn in your lungs, and you coughed vehemently before hiding behind a wall just in front of the moonpool, whispering a quick apology to Spider for being so harsh with him.Ā
āYou two go!ā you shouted at the two boys behind you, whipping out your gun in an attempt to kill the bastard who was shooting so restlessly at you.Ā
āAre you nuts? We arenāt leaving you!ā Loāak yelled back, considerably offended youād think heād abandon you so easily.
āJust go now! Iāll be fine!ā you growled, taking another shot at the recom.Ā
Amidst the deafening sounds of gunfire, you were able to discern two distinct splashes in the water.Ā
Retreating behind the wall for cover, you swiftly reloaded your weapon with the remaining ammunition scattered on the ground.Ā
Taking a deep breath, you braced yourself and emerged once again, determined to make your final shot count.
Aoānung whipped his head around frantically as he stood on one of the ships purposed for hunting tulkun, all of the previous occupiersā¦removed.
He looked towards the ship for any possible sign that you were still okay.
Heād witnessed Loāak and Spider riding away from the ship on an ilu, but where were you?
His heart beat faster and faster with every shallow breath he desperately took, unable to imagine what had happened to you.Ā
Just before he was about to call his own ilu, he heard a loud splash from the water behind him.Ā
He turned his body, bracing for a surprise attack, but instead, he got a surprise hug.
As your body melded with his, you rested your chin on his shoulder, feeling a calming sense of peace.
At first, his hands trembled as he placed them on your back, taken aback by the sudden embrace.Ā
But gradually, he relaxed into it, a radiant smile gracing his face as he shut his eyes, savouring every point of contact between your bodies, determined to remember what it felt like.Ā
There were so many things heād wanted to say to you, but only three words left his quivering lips.Ā
āYouā¦ came back,ā he choked out, even attempting to hug you tighter, before realising that he might have been hurting you- to which he loosened his grip.
You sighed contently, gazing at the water behind him. āI promised.ā
Just then, you saw something underneath the ripples of the ocean.Ā
Everything was too fast for him to process.Ā
One second, he was hugging you like it was the last thing he could ever do with you in the world.
The next second, it actually was.
His eyelids whipped wide open as he heard a gunshot, his body hitting the floor in the direction opposite to where he was originally standing.Ā
You threw him out of harmās way.Ā
The last time heād ever seen you was with your mouth agape and pupils shrunken into the size of his thumb, as you fell lifelessly backwards into the water with a loud splash.Ā
āNO!ā he screamed helplessly as he scrambled up from the floor, his knees scraping against metal as he crawled frantically towards the edge to see if you were alright.Ā
The only thing he could see from the surface of the water was your blood slowly tinting the ocean red. No bubbles. No sign of you resurfacing.Ā
Without hesitation, he plunged into the blood-red ocean, his body slicing through the water with a sense of urgency. As he dove deeper, his limbs thrashed and flailed, propelled by a desperate need to reach you and bring you back to the surface.
His panicked movements grew increasingly frantic as he searched for you, his bloodshot eyes darting around frantically in the murky depths. Every fibre of his being was focused on finding you, but as he scanned the water, he realised with a jolt that you were nowhere to be found.
Determined to keep searching, he pushed himself to swim deeper, his hands and feet churning the water as he scoured the depths for any sign of you.Ā
But as he descended further and further into the abyss, his vision began to blur, and his lungs burned with the need for air.
Despite his physical limitations, he refused to give up, driven by a fierce determination to find you.Ā
All he could see was the trail of your blood, leading him deeper into the unknown.
His fingers outstretched, he tried to reach you, but it was too late.Ā
His lungs burned with a searing pain as he struggled to hold his breath. But he refused to give up, clinging to the hope that he would find you alive and well.
As the seconds ticked by, his chances grew slimmer, and his body began to betray him. His limbs felt heavy and sluggish, and his vision grew hazy with tears.
Despite his efforts, he simply couldn't hold on any longer.Ā
He broke the surface of the water, gasping for air as his heart shattered into a million pieces.Ā
The devastating reality of his failure hit him like a ton of bricks, leaving him reeling with a sense of loss and despair.
A soul-wrenching cry tore through the air.
The sound was so raw and guttural that it felt as if it came from the very depths of the earth itself, carrying with it the weight of a thousand shattered dreams.
It was the kind of cry that would make the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, a sound that would haunt you long after battle was over.Ā
The cries of the wounded and dying were nothing compared to the sheer agony and despair that his cry conveyed.Ā
The realisation hit him like a ton of bricks - he had lost you forever.Ā
The person he loved most in this world was gone, sacrificed her life to save his. The weight of his grief was so heavy that it felt like a physical burden, crushing him from the inside out.
He wanted to scream, to wail to Eywa, to beg for a chance to take your place.Ā
But he was powerless, reduced to a helpless witness of his own tragedy.Ā
He could feel the weight of his guilt like a physical pain, knowing that you had given your life for his.
Every following moment he had to live without you was a torture, a constant reminder of what he had lost.Ā
He tried to fill the void with his duties, with distractions, with anything that would make the pain go away, but nothing worked.
He would lie awake at night, imagining the pain you felt, the last moments of your life. He pictured you sinking into the cold, dark depths of the ocean, alone and scared, the light fading from your eyes.
It was a pain that he knew would never truly leave him, a wound that would never fully heal.Ā
He felt as if a part of him had died with you, and he knew that he would never be whole again.
They couldnāt retrieve your body. You couldnāt have a proper burial. He couldnāt ever see you again, not even through the spirit tree.Ā
Having to explain what happened to you to your family almost killed him; he could only imagine the pain they felt if he was feeling that way.
He blamed himself. And deep down inside, he knew that they did too.
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i hope it's sad lol i'm sorry if its not š and tysm for the request @dearstell š i finally got one after like a month š
idk i just headcanon that without a proper burial, the naāvi canāt be reconnected with Eywa upon death, so people canāt see them through the spirit tree. itās an educated headcanon, if you will.
now how do u feel realising the words in the title are actually the readerās last words?? do u feel upset?? i sure hope u do cause i put lots of thought into that, just for u guys :)Ā
as always, tysm for reading til the end! I appreciate all your support, comments and reblogs š
much love, lorre.
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idk if u have anymore locked and loaded away but can we get some more musician!eren hcs/traitsā¦just a crumb even. im on the side of the road shaking my cupšš¾
oh babes, I got more than I know what to do with. Gather round and Iāll share with you all my never ending lore for the loml. š¤
EJ is a clown. His favorite pastime outside of music is being an S tier menace. He loves picking at everybody š (y/n), Jean, Mika, his own MAMA..nobody is off limits when he gets started. He is an asshole and proud of it. (he once told Mika she was jealous of him because she was bald headed and he wasnāt. Sis tried to break his nose but then remembered she needed him for a performance that night š©)
he can play over 10 different instruments and proficiently at that! His main is guitar and drums but heās naturally gifted so any instrument he puts his hands on, he can learn fairly quickly.
he wonāt attend awards shows unless his whole crew is invited too. Donāt matter if itās the Grammys, BET, VMAās..if his whole team isnāt there, heās not going. And they definitely forget it if (y/n) isnāt on the list.
he HAS to have at least an hour before shows to be completely alone and decompress, otherwise, heāll be messing up all night. He has severe anxiety so it makes it hard for him to concentrate if too much is going on before hand. Heāll spend the time meditating or listening to music and smoking.
his ultimate goal is to one day start his own label. He wants to work with more female artists because he feels there are āa lot of dudes using women for clout but never wanting to put them on.ā
also adding to that, Eren swears he is not a dancer but decided to let (y/n) do choreography for his latest song and he ended up liking it so much, that he incorporated it into his latest performance.
(havenāt quite delved into this yet so not giving away too much!) but there is one person who eren credits his musical career to and for pushing him to go for it. His exact quote: āthereās so many people whoāve helped me throughout my journey. That I have to thank for getting me this far but as for who really made this possible? Well..sheās no longer here and I wish she was. I wish she could see how far Iāve come and I only hope that sheās smiling down on me. I hope I made her proud.ā
he lovessss sitting in on (y/n)ās practice sessions! Not even on some sexual shit, it truly fascinated him seeing his girl do all of these intricate pole tricks without falling or missing a beat. He realizes how much work goes into learning it and respects your talent. He even posts vids to his Instagram story, showing you off.
during the time of the [p word that shall not be named] he and Armin put their DJāing skills to good use and entertained their fans. They started a little thing on Instagram live called āClub Passionā where they would dress up in these cheesy ass fits, pretend they were hosting events and have people join in the live. Theyād play music, be drinking and even host twerk contests where theyād CashApp the winner a prize. (A very unserious duo š)
for the more devious of the traits, heās a demon and a half when he drinks. He has zero limits or shame. Including in the bedroom. RIP to (y/n)ās cervix cause he has no control.
he is a habitual bed/headboard breaker š©š„“ do with that what you will.
he doesnāt believe in cheating or open relationships, but heāll gladly let you share him with your girls and vice versa. (Nieshaās definitely his favorite but he wonāt tell his best friend that š¤) And if heās feeling extra deviant, heāll let you pick a fan of his to do some thangs with. āAs long as she doesnāt go running her mouth, Iām with whatever yāall wanna do.ā He definitely has a few videos of you guysā escapades saved in his phone. (the NDAās stay ready!)
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