#hero’s entries

[thewanderingmobologist]

Entry 1 - Introduction

It has been six lunar years since I emerged from the earth, fully formed - I am apparently a ‘human being’ (some call me a ‘player’), my kind died long ago and I wander these lands in relative solitude, remembering my people with only shattered, incomprehensible memories. I am yet to meet another of my kind. I awoke only knowing my name - Hero.

From my Spawn, I have kept a journal with me and documented my life. I have now stowed it away somewhere safe - Somewhere I know a friend will find it.

This world, and those connected to it, bring beauties, wonders and mysteries by the dozens, and I have made it my purpose to document the creatures and plants that inhabit the lands that I explore.

If you are reading this, villager, illager, piglin or perhaps even human, I welcome you warmly. Here you will learn about the wonderful beings living in worlds like and unlike our own.

This entry is over, but I promise you we will meet again soon.

Yours sincerely …

Hero.

OOC NOTE ~ Just letting you know this blog won’t just focus on vanilla stuff! Mods such as farmers delight, bygone nether, blue skies, goblin traders, alex’s mobs and various others are canon to my version of the minecraft universe! Also, if I’m writing in OOC, I’ll use this font. Hero’s tag will be ‘Hero’s entries’ so you can see all their journal pages that will be posted.

[alena-draws]

I'm super late but-better late than never, so here is my entry for the wonderful Bkdk Pride! Zine from Twitter! I've started going through the zine now and I'm enjoying every page of it, so if you enjoyed the amazing content from the different creators, make sure to let them know! <3 The leftovers are closed at this point now, all profits have gone to The Trevor Project. I'm happy I could contribute to such a great cause with an artwork! Pride month is over but stay proud and happy guys!

[fujii-draws]

“Ohh Bidoof has a Journal!” “Sunflora has a Diary if you go into her room”— WHAT ABOUT PARTNER???

[eggtartz]

✧ 1st October ✧

All Might // Big Boy (f! civilian reader)

kinktober masterlist

warnings : belly bulge, petnames, creampie, size kink

no matter in which form toshinori, his height and his size in general would always win againts you. despite being a plump one, your height isn't really helping (or it's just the fact that toshinori is almost seven foot tall) you couldn't compete toshinori in any way but the older man developed a kink over the state.

how he adores your hands in his big ones, your still small hands although he's in his skinny form. how you would struggle to reach out to kiss him, toshinori having to bend over every single time. how he loves the height difference and how it's obviously too.

how he enjoys how you struggle to take him during sex, how you need a lot of prep before having him inside because once he was too hasty and ended up hurting you. lube is a must, your juices are simply not enough for someone his size. it started as an observation, how small you looked while being under and soon he realized that's the exact thing that gets him busting a nut inside you.

it was an exhausting day for both you and toshinori as you two huffed on the couch, your body spread wide on his lap. "toshii..." you whined, pawing his hero costume that got his attention. he smiled knowingly, unzipping the suit for you two to share warmth and comfort. you hummed as your small hands rested on his enormous peck. he was content with how comfortable this routine felt, a quiet one after hustle and bustle of the day. however the content quickly turned into something else when he looks down and see how dainty you were. so small, fragile.

he stifled a groan when you accidently grind on his clothed cock, earning a small giggle. "y/n.. if you keep doing that, im gonna-" he let out a growl when he felt your hips grinding down, he almost came. He lifted your body with ease and placed you on his shoulder, slapping your butt as you yelped. "wanna get fucked so bad?" he asked dangerously and your cheeks were warm as you nodded.

he roughly dumps you on your shared bed "stick your dirty fingers in that pussy, i want it wet and prepped, you hear me?" he holds your chin to look up at him earning a nod. you hastily took off your pencil skirt while he teased you by slowly undoing his, making you whine as you plunged your fingers into your already soaking pussy. you used two fingers and whined again "toshinori, its not enough, need you to do it" he smiled, his top already off. "your fingers are not big enough, darling?" he purred "n-no.. yours are much bigger.. need it.."

"if you say so"

he was quick to place two fingers inside to stretch your gummy walls earning a wanton moan from your lips, his hands grabbing two tits in one hand that showcased how big his hands are. he whispers sweet praises into your ear that went his fingers went to flicked your clit, you were already having an orgasm

"my sweet girl. you think you can handle more?" he asked gently, nudging the mushroom of his cockhead at your salivating pussy. "yes please..." you asked oh so sweetly, he'd be a horrible person to decline.

He inserted slowly, enjoying how your small body clung on him as you scratched his back with pleasure. making small thrusts, he took one boob in his mouth as you squeezed your eyes tight "ah.. so... bignnh" you slurred as his tongue lapped on your nipple "but you can take it right? take everything, sweetheart" you panted as he kept pushing inside, venturing to places so deep inside you. your breathing hitched when you finally felt his hip and his balls against your ass. "toshi,, please.., fuck m-" you screamed as he thrusted violently as he panted "damn it.. so tight," he muttered under his breath as you moaned his name. "gotta make sure i fuck you daily, get this hole loose" he grunted as he pressed you down the bed. he easily lifts you as you lay sideways and uses your arms as levers to thrust in deeper. "o-oh.. fuck.." you were getting dizzier as he thrusts with force and nibbles on your earlobe. "i'm gonna cum.. fuck, fucking look at you.. so pretty, so small. fuck!" cum spurted inside you as you lay down feeling already full.

"you didn't think we're finished did you?"

how delicious it is seeing the slight bulge of his cock inside of your stomach makes him groan at how small you are compared to him, so small and vulnerable. so easy to just toss you around and use like a doll. "yeah.. one more.." he coaxed you into another orgasm, you were drooling on the bed sheets "t-toshi.. so full.." you mumbled, feeling stuffed and filled to the brim with how much he has came inside you.

he pulls you up, his chest on your back as he used your arms as support, thrusting inside you in a slow and sensual pace "shit.." his american accent came out "you feel too good, darling.. need to fill you everyday, would you want that?" he whispered againts your ear as you moaned, feeling lightheaded and full of pleasure. "yes.. everyday.. mmh.." your tits bounced as sweat and saliva coated your skin and his. he groaned again and came with a shiver, thrusting his cum slowly into your weeping pussy. you collapsed on the body and twitched, cum oozing out frok your exhausted pussy.

again, toshinori is fascinated to see such a small body is able to keep in so much cum.

[nightshiftshenanigans]

HEY Y’ALL!!!!!! Surprise! Here’s the fic I wrote for the most recent anonymous game of Who Wrote That on the @haunting-heroes-creative-games server!!!! I hope y’all enjoy!!🥰❤️❤️❤️

Danyal al Ghul never wastes his words.

Why would he? He may be the least of the al Ghuls, but he is still an al Ghul. He is leagues above the rest of the filth within the League, even if he will never be worthy of even licking Damian's boot. So there is no need for him to waste his time with the drivel of the masses. He is above them.

However, Mother and his English tutor conspire against him, giving him a journal where he can indulge in all of his disgraceful emotions. With that one little journal, Danyal watches as his purpose is taken from him.

Danyal al Ghul never wastes his words, but Danny Fenton never had them in the first place.

I actually played some sneaky games with my dear bestie @thewritingowl 🫣 we teamed up to throw people off our trails by writing each other’s titles, tags, summaries, and author’s notes😁

[billycorn]

Imagine PMD2 Riolu Partner if Hero never came back after restoring Temporal Tower: If Arceus hadn't intervened and the Dark Future had disappeared.

Riolu would've returned to the guild, continued with their apprenticeship and that night on the beach, they try to accept that the dark future and hero are really gone. The dark... future?

If Hero and everyone else was from the future, then, they'll be born into this world eventually, right? It's not clear how far in the future the dark future was, but Riolu has to believe that it'll be within their lifetime.

So, Partner sets out, searching the globe for the last of the humans, and their family. Eventually, they stumble across a Duskull, young and innocent, but Riolu would recognise that aura anywhere, they couldn't forget it if they tried. Riolu shrinks away at first but slowly realises, this time, Dusknoir had the chance to be something completely different. So, after a short conversation, Riolu wishes Duskull well and continues on their journey.

Years later, Partner finds a young Treecko, living happily in the woods, surrounded by siblings and loving parents. This Treecko looks totally different from Grovyle, he doesn't have the scars, or that same hard gaze. No, this Treecko is laughing, and Partner tears up, knowing this is what always should have been. If only this Treecko knew how much the sunrise meant to him.

Partner continues, from town to town, across the continent Partner searches and... nothing. No hide nor hair of a human. So, Partner searches the globe again, and still nothing. Everyone says the same thing, humans are a myth, they've never lived in this world.

Heartbroken, Partner returns to Treasure Town, hoping to find some semblance of joy in what was once their dream. Time passes and Marill comes by the guild, saying they found someone lost, wandering through the woods. It's a Phantump. They seem confused, scared, unable to remember anything except a name.

Riolu knows it before they hear the name. This. This is Hero. Someway, somehow, Hero is here, right now. Partner hugs the Phantump and the ghost type flinches away, cautiously returning the hug after a moment.

Partner's heart aches and they offer to let Phantump stay with them at the guild and get this all figured out. Phantump agrees and Partner gets to relive their relationship all over again. Maybe this time they can be the one to give Hero strength.

[spinnychaircirclecasting]

On today's episode of I Work In A Comic Shop:

So on Sundays, I run D&D games for kids (ages ranging about 6-16). It's fun, we goof around a lot and I let them get away with most things in-game as long as they can semi-reasonably justify how it'd happen.

And something I do often, when the kids start looking for every single detail about NPC #4534 because they've decided he's Very Very Important™️, is to just stick in a reference to some random movie. (For example: "This townsperson's name is Billiam S. Preston Esquire, and his buddy Teddy Bear Logan is missing! If he doesn't return soon, then Wyld Stallyns will lose their concert gig at the local tavern!") If the kids get it, it's a fun easter egg, and if they don't, then at least I didn't have to come up with a fantasy name on the spot.

My latest adventure involved a battle with a gang of skeletons, after which their scattered bones start wriggling towards the source of the dark magic that animated them in the first place.

And I'm struck with what I consider to be a bit of brilliance.

So, we're playing, and we reach the end of the battle. I explain that the bones are all moving eastwards, and then I add:

"You're reminded of the legend of old, of the great adventurer Hiro and his mighty companion Baymax, who tracked a pack of magical nanobots to their evil master using a single hostage bot."

Now the table erupts in laughter, and I'm feeling pretty good. But then we realize that the youngest of our party (an 8-year-old) looks confused at what's so funny. He doesn't get the reference.

I'm naturally surprised - this is a well-known Disney movie, I figure pretty much all the kids know it. But apparently he hasn't seen it. And so I quickly google the release date of Big Hero Six.

It is 2014. Nine years ago. In other words, the movie is older than this kid. And I am immediately hit by the passage of time like a truck.

[cookikiixp]

this was also a dtiys for @/g1itchy_omori on insta :b

[inkedmyths]

Oh hey more Trails watches? Well let's take a look!

Gosh Estelle's watch looks so nice this time... and Joshua gets one now too! Look how cute they are...

What's the other pair of watches?

... I'm not sure what to even say at this point lmao. We always come back to the 50 mira. Happy Pride or something

[majorproblems77]

Sacred realm competition entry!

Hello!

This is my participation in the @zelda-the-sacred-realm's writing and art competition, for the theme Adventure. I love this comic so much and I love the characters. I've tried my best to characterise them based on the information we have.

We are sending our friend Link on an adventure today, and I hope you have as much fun reading it as I did writing it. (To be honest, i really enjoyed making this and ill probably continue it in the future.)

And a thank you to the creator, for giving us the opportunity to create stuff like this. This was so much fun, and I'm looking forward to seeing what everyone else has come up with as well.

It will be Cross-posted to my A03 account (And my writing account)- As soon as I figure out how to tag it so it's findable

For now, I introduce

You're a hero too, a sacred realm short story

- 1705 words

“It’ll be an adventure!”

He was already on enough of an adventure thank you very much. According to Wind, they had come across a Temple entrance of some kind, and The young spirit seemed eager to explore its depths

“Uhh Sky?” Link asked softly. Standing behind the spirit as the sky hero walked ahead of the group.

“Look over there. You see that.” Wind bounced on the balls of his feet and pointed to his right towards a large-looking tunnel. Engravings curved around the wall.  “Theres a tunnel here. And where you find engravings like this. There's often a temple not far behind. With puzzles!”

“A puzzle?” Link asked. “Like from the stories?”

“Yeah!” Wind smiled, his eyes searching the wall. “Guaranteed there’s a puzzle in there.”

“Gods and spirits often leave things for heroes to find later. I got these from a temple!” Sky turned his head to show his earrings. The light of the hero's spirit shone across them as Link looked closer at them. “Originally these were fireproof earrings for my adventures through a volcano.”

“You think I’ll get anything like that?” Link looked back to the forest behind them as they entered the tunnel.

“Well, you are a hero.” Sky smiled. Placing a hand to Link’s back. Turning his head to look at him. “So I would think so!”

Link smiled softly, as Wind ran ahead. Ushering him forward. “Come on!”

Wind lead the way into the tunnel as the group entered the darkness. “Is it very long? Do I need a torch?” The realm’s hero asked, wringing his hands nervously as he continued to follow the group.

The tunnel opened out to large pit in the middle of the room. Decorated in red and blue torches the top of the walls had runes across it. Sunlight filtered through the ceiling, as the three separated. Time walked to one of the walls, investigating it. While, Link walked to the large pit which sat central in the room.

“Uhh… What do I do?” Link turned back to Sky, who had paused between the two. Looking to the ceiling above the hole, then down at it. He moved across the room to stand besides Link. Sky looked around the room. Eyes pausing on time for a moment. A hand raised to his chin.  “Well. If I had to guess…”

“Hang on.” Sky paused. Looking to Time who had a hand raised. Then to Link. “I think he should figure it out.”

“Why?” Wind raised an eyebrow. Crossing his arms. “We are here for a reason. Surely we should be helping him when we can.”

“And if there's another spirit barrier?” Time said, stopping the hero of the wind’s in his tracks. He pointed a finger towards the hero of the Sky. “You were out of action for a week by hopping into the fight.”

“Hoping into the fight was the right thing to do.” Sky shot back quickly. His voice not accusatory for the moment, but a hint of annoyance on the tip of his tongue.

“I had it handled.”

“Did you?” A pause. “Or did that thing inside the medallion have to save you.” Sky pointed to the item on Link’s chest. Eyes fixed on Time.

Link’s eyes widened at that. The spirit, which he’d nicknamed amulet, was still a mystery to him. Every time it entered the fray he felt helpless. Like a prisoner in his own body. He took a step back and lowered his head. Biting his lower lip as he looked down at the item in question. Placing a hand under it so he could look at it again. The lights of the hero’s spirits shining bright across the surface. Twilight, Wild and Worlds light’s shining dimly.

 The medallion was a warning and a burden, its golden surface a cruel reminder that he still had a lot to learn.

“uhh, guys.” Wind walked over to Link while the others locked eyes with each other. The tension cut with a knife. “Maybe you should wait…”

“Link.” Sky’s voice was immediately laced with guilt as he heard the spirit move around him. His eyes searched the walls below him and they met a small platform. About five feet below him. An eyebrow raised as he turned. “I shouldn’t have…”

“Now look what you’ve done.” Time stood with his arms crossed.

“I…. I didn’t.” Sky stuttered. Looking over to the man in question. Who was leaning over the edge of the platform. Having spotted the same one he had. “Link Wait!”

Link wasn’t paying attention to the spirit beside him. His eyes fixed on a platform below him as he moved around the pit slightly. Placing a foot right on the edge of the pit he took a breath.

Here goes nothing….

Link jumped onto the platform below him, and felt the feeling of shifting through a barrier. Another spirit barrier. The others wouldn’t be coming with him.

“Link!”  Sky’s voice above him he didn’t look up. “Link! Wait!” Slowly walking over to the edge of the ledge he was on allowed him to. He could do this. He could do this. He could…

Oh…. There was no platform there. There was no platform there! Nonnonononono.

He looked upward. Trying to see if he could jump back out. Taking a step back, The feeling of a plate pushing down startled him. He looked to his foot and spotted a pressure plate.

Oh no…

 The walls began to rumble and shake. The platform began moving. The sound of stone grinding as the platform began to retract into the wall from which it came.

“Oh nononono,” he slid backwards and scrambled to the wall. “Nononono, please stop please stop please stop.”

“Link! Link! To your Right!” Wind’s voice sounded over the noise. He looked up rapidly to see the hero of Sky pointing, “Down! And to your right!”

He looked right and saw another platform springing from the wall. A little lower. Panic rising he looked up to see Sky and Wind pointing to it. “That one! THAT ONE!” The spirits voice sounded worried. He appeared to be leaning down but recoiled as blue flames licked at his fingers.

He nodded, standing up on shaky feet he jumped down another five feet.

Another plate. Another shifting platform. As he jumped lower and lower.

The further we went the braver he became.

It was just jumping down a few stairs he’s fine. Well more than a few, but as sky said. He was a hero, right? He should be able to do this in his sleep.

Finally, he made it to the floor. Looking up from his spot he could still see the yellow glow of Sky and Time above him.

“Link! Are you okay?!” The sky hero’s voice echoed down the tunnel as the last of the platforms disappeared into the wall.

“Yes!” Hands to his knees he took a few deep breaths before straightening up. Looking around the walls were a deep grey, illuminated by the faint glow of lanterns dotted across the wall. The ground shifted around his feet, the sand falling away as he made his way around. Placing a hand to the wall he walked the pit’s perimeter to find a switch. But found nothing.

“There’s nothing down here!” He shouted up towards Sky who disappeared past the lip before returning. “I can't find a way up!” Looking across the walls they were decorated with random poles and circular patterns. He felt fear grip him.

Trapped. He was trapped.

“We can't get down to you from here!” Wind’s voice shouted down. “Think you can disable the spirit barrier somehow?!”

“I don’t think so!” He tried to keep his voice steady. Don’t want to panic Sky. “I’ll keep looking.”

“What do you see?!” Time also leaned his head over the pit, his face as stoic as ever.

“Just a bunch of Sand…” He looked to the floor and crouched. Brushing at the floor. More sand met him. The way it shifted made him pause. It didn’t seem all that deep. And there was an indentation buffed in the ground.

A door? A way out? Deeper into the ground. Great.

He began to dig around the edges of the square indented in the floor. If he just kept digging. And digging. And digging. Hoping He might find a way out of this mess.

His fingers brushed a latch as his digging became more frantic.

He revealed a door, and his eyes widened. “Guys! Guys, I found a door!”

His fingers latched the handle and pulled, opening a pit of darkness. The sound of sand falling into it filled his ears as the ground around him shifted. Looking into the darkness he could just about make out the floor below him. He’d have to jump into the pit, which would close the hatch…

A One-way drop.

“Sky! You guys better get back in the medallion!”

“What did you find?!” The Skyloftians's voice sounded. The outline of shining light filtered down towards him. A hand raised to his forehead as he squinted his eyes. “Are you okay?!”

“There’s a hatch in the floor!” Looking more closely he spotted carvings dotted across the wall.  “I think. I think Wind was right! I think it’s a temple!”

“Well, what are we waiting for?! Let's go!” Wind’s voice echoed around him as swirling wind shifted around him and light burst back into the medallion. His spirit shone as bright as ever along side the others.

The swirling sounds of fire and lightning echoing through the air rang in his ears as the spirits flew down the tunnel and nestled inside the medallion.

He wouldn’t be alone, he just had to remember that.

The door above him loomed red and blue dancing across the wall. He raised a hand to the surface and pushed. The door creaking forward darkness met him as he reached to his right. Looking between a red torch and a blue torch before grabbing the red torch, and holding it close to his chest as he took a deep breath. Walking into the darkness. One thought echoed through his mind.

Time for an adventure.

[venux777]

fanon percy, nico, hazel, and frank DONT save me

[thewanderingmobologist]

Entry 2

Hello Journal!!

It’s me, Hero. I have been busy lately - I currently reside in a small settlement nestled in a valley, surrounded by what I like to call a crown of snowy mountains. I have been taken in by villagers.

For my human brethren reading this - the Overworld’s best blessings to you, my sibling! However you must be confused. What is a villager? If you are only of one, two or three risings of the moon old since your awakening, you may not be familiar - perhaps you have spotted strange structures Yonder. Do not fear! I will explain.

Villagers are the most delightful folk. They are much like me and you, but their noses are large and flat, like a cat or rabbit. You may have hair on your head (I do - Curly, around twice shades darker than my own skin) however these folk do not! Upon a certain age, they lose all of their hair! Their children have a downy type, however it thins, and finally falls out upon their twelfth lunar year. This is marked as their coming of age, and means they may start wearing an adult’s robe. Soon enough, it’s time for a job.

Speaking of robes - Adult Villagers wear a flowing robe which conceals the legs, arms and hands. It is indecent to show one’s hand to another when in the village - I oft’ keep mine in my pockets as to not cause a scene! Ha ha! But by myself, I use my hands freely and conspicuously. Why, do you ask, are hands indecent to the townsfolk? Well, hands, to the villagers, often mean violence or intimacy. To show one’s hand not in use to, say, a passing merchant would be quite rude. I learnt this from my friend, Grover, The Farmer. I admittedly am yet to introduce myself properly to him. I cannot speak their tongue - Their language is very nasal, and when I try to replicate it, my body does not co-operate - and regardless of the language that comes out, speaking is most difficult for me, as I find myself stuck!

Blessings to the Overworld for giving me a way to speak with hands and quill! And blessings that I can at least understand what the villagers are telling me!

I may communicate with wild gestures and expressions, which may be difficult for another to discern. So, The Farmer oft’ accompanies me to the markets when I stay over.

Another Villager I have befriended is Gerrow The Librarian. He is a friendly type, though as the farmer tells me often, he is too busy buried in a book that he could not fill a bucket with water! (I have been told that is what a joke is. A joke is a phrase in which invites a whimsical reaction. I have made a few “Jokes” in my journal so far!! Grover told me about them!)

Gerrow The Librarian taught me the written word. He has also taught me how to read. He said I caught on quickly - As if I had known before. I must know it from my dreams! I often dream of writing that comes from hands like my own!

He is a lonesome fellow, many in the village seem not to Trust him, for he reads and writes, which they tell me is of acts of ill-folk! (The villagers seem to get Nervous and Worried when they bring that name up - I do not understand. I have never met an Ill-Folk before, and all Grover will tell me is that they are grey and have bad intentions.)

Gerrow is so very nice, and I could not imagine him becoming “Grey” any time soon!!!

I will depart now, and I will see you again soon!

Yours Sincerely,

Hero.

OOC: A note from me - if you’re wondering why Hero has a weird way of phrasing things, i wanted to add a bit of character, make them a bit child-like because they’re basically a new-born who’s finding out what the world is, and also it’s a Player Thing(tm). They tend to be a bit eccentric sometimes. My vibe was ‘this guy gets excited over the most mundane stuff because they found out what life was very recently’. Also, when Hero described their hair, i based that off of how I imagine Steve. They are meant to be based off of Steve, but I called them Hero to keep them ambiguous.

[slyandthefamilybook]

I think a lot of people's politics (especially on here) can be summed up in that they'd rather wait for Nazis to sprout than remold the conditions that allow them to exist

[fantastic-nonsense]

the last back-to-back Disney movies that felt like they had the golden trio of a) a well-paced story with good writing, b) interesting, complex characters, and c) genuine heart and soul were Princess and the Frog and Tangled and I don't think it's a coincidence that they're the last true fairy tale retellings Disney has produced

[eggtartz]

✧ 4th October ✧

Overhaul // Hygiene Comes First (f! quirkless reader)

kinktober masterlist

warnings : manipulation, mention of abuse, usage of sanitizer as lubricant, hints of breeding kink if you squint, a tinge of stockholm syndrome

it was undeniable at how you were kai's favourite, given that you are quirkless that he views you as pure and isn't plagued by the sickness of these so-called quirks. given on your condition, once you were at a legal you were outcasted by your own family. by society but not him. not kai.

instead he sees you as a perfect pair for him, a bride and a wife fitting oh so perfectly by his side. it was too easy taking you away from the streets, not a single hero patrolling are when his members took you forcefully. though, he was impressed. when you arrived you were smeared with blood which was obviously not yours. he smirked behind his mask, deeming himself as incredibly lucky. "sit down, little one" he said as his members left, leaving him sitting on a couch while spreading his legs. "what do you want from me? I don't have anything valuable!" you sniffled, wrists restrained against the cuffs.

He stood and closed the distance between the two of you while slowly removing his mask and revealing his face that even the shie hassaikai rarely sees "i see you as valuable" he said in one breath "you are someone that im interested in "he pulled your hand, his gloved hands caressing yours "you might be abandoned by everyone but not me" you looked up "h- huh?"

"im asking if you would like to stay with me darling," he said almost sweetly, manipulation seeping into your vulnerable state and letting you ponder as your senses started to get cloudy. your hand started to shake with weakness "but.. why me? a quirkless person?" tears started to swell as he took your chin in hand, thumb caressing gently. "that's why. it's because youre not tainted, sweet heart. you're special" he whispered and you flinched at his warm his words affecting your heart even your soul. he smiled gently

"do you agree, y/n? i promise, you'll never have to suffer again" he coaxed you, even allowing himself to hug you despite the filth clinging to your body.

~ ♪

it was nice of kai to bathe you, occasionally squeezing your body too endearingly and too affectionately making you shudder. it felt odd when you were finally naked on the bed as kai spread your whole body with lotion with a vanilla fragrance. "you want this, right?" he asked again, hands dangerously around your crotch as he squirted more lotion into his hand

"y-yeah.. I don't know how to.. do it though" you managed to said in a squeak as he smiled "no worries, just lay down and relax yeah?" you nodded as he reached for the sanitizer on the nightstand. he might've scrubbed your body clean with antibacterial soap but your insides haven't. he needs more than soap in order to penetrate you properly.

"h-huh?" you looked down when he cocked the head of sanitizer at your cunt but shushes you. he pumped the sanitizer inside, the cold substance making you jump as it felt foreign (also considering you're a virgin) "need to make sure you're clean, sweetheart" he smiled and pushed two fingers inside, sanitizer as lube. you whimpered, as he pumped more sanitizer and added a third finger. he pushed them slowly inside and outside as you blinked away the tears. "t-too much!" you yelped

"you can do it, it's okay" he cooed, gloved hands went to squeeze your breast. you tried your best not to writhe but he eventually stopped. you saw how he unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock from his boxers. "h-hah.." you panted, salivating at the curve of his tip which was leaking with precum.

"I need to clean you, darling. inside and out" he said, rubbing his cock while pumping sanitizer as lubricant. you hissed, the sanitizer becoming colder as it was exposed to the wind. kai made sure to pumped excessively so it'll fit just right I to pussy and he pushed. you groaned and bit your fist as kai's eyes rolled to the back of his skull. it was such a contrast on how cold the sanitizer felt but how warm your pussy was.

it fitted like a glove, just right and perfect. he gently held your hips and did one thrust before pumping one more of sanitizer before the bottle ran out so he threw it on the floor. he held your hand and thrusted slowly, making you mewl in pain as blood appeared on his cock and popped your cherry. he bit his gloves off and slowly flicked your clit making you see stars. "o-oh.." your eyes were wide as your breath was stolen, the feeling of your most sensitive bud getting toyed around was enough to send you over the edge.

"did my love just came? filthy girl, I need to seriously clean you now" he frowned although you can hear a hint of amusement in his tone. he started to pick up the pace, the sanitizer as lube drying up as he pounded into you. your back arched from the bed as you moaned "mmh!"

"that's a good girl, be my wife hm?" he mumbled againts your ear as he grunted, pressing his body on yours. your hands flail around as you find something to hold on, scratching his back "need! to- a-ah!" you moaned, squeezing your eyes tight as he pounded deeply into you. he straighten his body and stilled as he came inside you with a groan.

"take it.. take it and be the mother of children.. my perfect wife.." you panted as your body went limp, kai sat up abd observed your glossy pussy with oozing cum

"you're all clean now."

[pariaritzia]

-Children are like molten iron. Mold them well, and they become lamps that spread light. If you don't...they become blood-shedding swords.

SALAAR (2023)