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miniwheat77 · 1 year

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Prey. (König x Reader.)

!CW! NSFW, Smut, rough sex, p in v sex, unprotected sex, König being absolutely massive because he comes with his own warning, reader teases König, Porn without plot, poorly translated German, (lemme know if I missed any)

(Summary): Reader teases König until he finally snaps.

This was an ask, you can find it here.

It started out slow. The first few times you’d caught König peeking at you was purely by accident. He was looking and couldn’t help himself, assumed his mask would help him hide.

He was unaware that you knew he took a few glances at you every once in a while, but that left you taking advantage of it. You’d let one of your friends on base in on your little secret and she decided to help you out with it. Anytime you were alone and got the chance to be around König, she always sent him your way. Needing something fixed in your room, needing help writing out a plan, maybe you couldn’t reach something. But every time he came in, you always wore something revealing and always made him so flustered that he’d walk away in a hurry, cock hardening in his cargo pants. He could barely take it.

This plan was definitely the craziest one so far, who wore skirts on base anyways?

There was an easy answer to that, someone desperate.

You wondered how long König would last before finally snapping. This had been going on for months now. You teased him every chance you got. Moaning when you stretched, asking him to spot you when you were working out, whimpers and moans leaving your lips on purpose as you worked out, not to mention your workout attire. Or lack thereof. König was right on the verge of his snapping point. He couldn’t take much more, unsure of how he’d managed to push his body so far. “König, Y/N needs some help hanging up a couple shelves in the women’s barracks, can you help her out with that? I tried asking everyone else first but they’re busy.” She asks. She was being your wingman. König nervously nods his head. He had a love hate relationship with helping you. He hated it because of how flustered he got trying to hide his hard dick, and he loved it because you were sexy and he liked looking at you. When he walks into your room, blood rushes right to his hardening cock. You’re wearing a black pleated skirt, standing up on a chair. “Oh, hey König.” You smile. He explains that your friend had come to ask him for help. “Oh. Thank you for coming, I asked Gaz to hang them for me a couple weeks back but I think he’s been avoiding me.” You laugh. You try to come across as clueless. Like you don’t know what you’re doing, and König has to hold himself back. He nods his head. He’s beat red under his mask. Thankful you can’t see him. “Yeah no problem. How about you get down from there before you hurt yourself.” He laughs. He wraps his arms around you, helping you down. As he sets you down, your skirt comes up and that’s when he notices that you’re not wearing any panties.

A deep breath leaves his lips. He needed to get this over with and get out before he did something he’d regret. Because he’s so tall, he doesn’t even need to reach to hang the shelves. He drills them into the wall with ease, finishing up in just a few minutes. “Do you need anything else before I go?” He asks. “Oh! Yes actually.” You smile. “Put these up there?” You ask, passing him a stack of books. He sets them up on the shelf as neatly as he can. You stare at it. “Hmm.. maybe like this?” You stand up on the chair to adjust them and König take a step back. You lean forward, pushing your hips out as much as possible, and König gets a good look at your freshly shaven mound. He can’t take anymore. You slide off of the chair, ass on full display for him. He rests his hands in his lap, sitting down on your bed. You move back beside him. “They look good from back here?” You smile. He nods his head. Oddly quiet all of the sudden. You sit down next to him, resting a hand on his thigh. “Thank you for helping me König.” You smile. Your warm hand on his thigh has his cock twitching in his pants.

“Of course.” He mumbles. “Is everything okay?” You mumble. He stands up. You follow along, standing up as well. He nods his head rather than replying. “Thank you König.” The way you say his name, he’s done for. He reaches for the door, but the tiny devil on his shoulder has him reaching for the lock instead. You don’t notice that he locks it. He steps back, “did you need anything else put up on there?” He asks. “Oh no, I think I got it.” You smile, standing on your tip toes to slide a couple more items on the shelf. König presses himself right up against your backside, you can feel his hard cock pressing up against you. He takes what you’re holding, setting it up on the shelf. A gasp leaves your lips when he ruts himself into you. You turn around, swallowing hard. Finally being confronted with something you’d been waiting so long for. He slams you up against the wall, hand around your throat. He lifts his hood to smash his lips against yours, teeth knocking into yours with the force of the kiss. “Such a fucking tease.” He hisses. Kissing you again sloppily. The mix of your saliva, his tongue on yours. It gets you hot. “This tiny skirt. So impractical for on base. Makes me think you do this on purpose hm?” He growls, hot breath against your ear. “You want me to touch you? Hm?” You nod your head, lips swollen and pink from his kiss. Your pupils are blown wide, telling König everything he needed to know about how you felt about him. He pushes a hand up your skirt, a moan leaving your lips as he attacks your neck with his mouth. Sucking at the skin. Your eyes roll back, feeling his massive hand sliding up your thigh. When his fingers make contact with your pussy, a moan leaves your lips. He’s still got you pinned tightly to the wall, you couldn’t wiggle out of his grasp even if you wanted to.

He rubs circles over your opening, earning whimpers from your lips. “Such a sweet pussy.” He groans. Nipping at the skin on your neck as his fingers claim you. When he slides one of them into your opening, a gasp leaves your lips, your body moving up against the wall as he begins pumping it into you. His fingers are large and fill you up. “Oh fuck König-“ you gasp. He clamps a hand over your mouth. “ruhig sein, my slut.” He growls. Adding another finger and pumping them into you. You can’t move, body not even being able to shiver with how tightly he’s got a hold on you. The only thing you can hear are your muffled pants and the squelch of his fingers sliding in and out of your pussy, so wet from teasing him. He draws his hands back, a gasp leaving your lips at the loss of his fingers. He lifts you up with ease, laying you down on your bed. “Ich werde dich verschlingen, my prey.”

He positions himself between your legs, flipping your skirt up. He buries his face into your mound. Flicking his tongue over your clit, sucking at it. He’s being rough with you, pinning you down with his grasp on your thighs so that you can’t wiggle away from him. His saliva and your arousal mixes into the perfect concoction, latching onto König and he’s addicted to your taste right away. This will be the first of many times he will be doing this to you. He collects his saliva on two of his fingers, returning them to your opening. He knows he needs to prep you before he fucks you open with his cock. He pumps his fingers into you quickly and you’re being a little noisy. He pulls away for just a second, ripping off his hood and shoving part of it into your mouth as a gag to quiet you. Seeing his face has your eyes widening.

He’s really attractive.

He grasps your flimsy tank top, ripping it right down the middle and getting a good look at your bare chest, he was suspicious you weren’t wearing a bra, this just proved his suspicions. He gives your breasts a squeeze, returning to his assault on your clit. Holding you down with one arm, pumping two of his fingers into your pussy and attacking your clit with his tongue. He grazes his teeth over your clit, teasing you. You’re moaning out into the gag, tears filling your eyes as he overwhelms you. You’re so close, he can tell by the way you keep tightening down on his fingers. “You’re a bad girl, bad girls don’t get to cum.” A little slap to your pussy has your hips jumping. “Werde dich ruinieren, prey.” He growls. “You ready for my cock?” He smirks. The small amount of black face paint on his face where his hood didn’t cover, left a dark cast around his eyes, making them appear brighter. He was much more attractive than you had anticipated. He pushes your legs apart, unzipping his cargo pants and freeing his cock from the hole, not taking the extra time to take his clothes completely off. He needed you and he needed you now. “Relax for me. It’s going to be a lot.” You look up at him, nodding.

The way you’re looking at him makes him swallow hard. The stare you have, it’s more intense than anyone else he’d been with. More passion than he imagined he’d share with you. He presses his tip against your opening, watching himself disappear into you. “Keep it in your mouth, Sei mein gutes Mädchen”

He groans, feeling how tight you are. Your eyes screw shut as he inches into you further, he’s so thick. He’s stretching you so much, something you’re not used to. When he bottoms out, you choke out a gasp into the gag, tears spilling over your eyelids at the sensitivity. He’s massive. You feel so full of him. He draws his hips back, thrusting back into you a couple times. Taking his time to get you used to him. When he slides easier, teeth gritted tightly because of just how tight you wrap around him, he can barely keep himself together. He’s rough, hammering his hips into yours. Your bed hammers against the wall with each thrust he takes, and he doesn’t care. Doesn’t care for even a second if someone walks right in and sees this. He only cares about you right now, how tight you’re wrapped around him, how fucking good you feel. “Just how you imagined hm? I know you teased me on purpose.” He growls. You nod your head, eyes shutting tight. He grasps your hands, entwining your fingers together and holding them above your head. You’re slightly worried with how much noise the both of you are making, but just like him, you didn’t care. You had waited so long for this, the consequences didn’t matter at this point.

He slides out of you, forcing you onto your stomach and lifting your hips up so that you’re on all fours for him. He pushes himself inside of you again, giving your hair a harsh tug, hand clapping down onto your ass in a harsh slap. You cry into the gag, so overstimulated and overwhelmed by him. The sound of his skin hitting yours is lewd. König almost hates that he’s muffling your sounds, he wants to hear you moan out for him. He’s panting hard, that knot building in his stomach quicker than he imagined it would. You’ve cum already, and he wants you to reach a second before he finishes. He grasps a tight hold of your hips, fingertips for sure leaving bruises with how tight he’s gripping you. His high is approaching quickly, but he wants one more orgasm out of you. Just one more. You’re sensitive and overwhelmed, he knows you are. “One more sweetheart. S’all I want.” He groans. “You can give me one more, you can.” He pants. You reach underneath yourself, rubbing circles over your clit. König smirks when he sees this. “Good girl.” He growls. He leans down into you, fingers finding their way to your nipples, stimulating you even more. His thrusts slow, taking slightly deeper ones than before as he ruts himself into you at the new angle. He switches hands, leaning his weight onto the other so he can stimulate your other nipple. You’re still rubbing quick circles over your clit. The way you moan into the gag let’s him know you’re right on the edge, just what he wants. Your pussy clenches around him, his mouth falling open. “Oh fuck- oh fuck!” He cries. “Yes- so tight!“ a gasp leaves his lips. He’s trying to be as quiet as he can. You cry out into the gag as you finish, clutching the blanket on your bed like it’s a lifeline.

Your arousal coats him, wetness gathering at the base of his cock. He admires it, eyes screwing shut as the knot in his stomach unravels and he spills into you, hips stuttering, thrusts sloppy as he fills you full of his spunk. He’s gripping your hips tightly, unholy groans leaving his lips as he finishes inside of you, not caring for even a second. You’re panting into the gag, pink, tear stained cheeks and puffy lips. You’ve got his handprints on your ass, imprints of his fingers etched into your skin. When he slides out of you, you lay on your back. Panting, trying to catch your breath. He adjusts himself before he helps you get cleaned up, finishing up what he came here to do. Your body shows so many marks from him.

Reminding you of what the aftermath of König after he’s snapped looks like.

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buffysimonriley · 2 years

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[ listening ] • p. graves

synopsis - phillip listens in on you and an unnamed shadow having sex.

pairing - unnamed shadow/reader. phillip graves/reader.

warnings - nsfw. pining. swearing.

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it was the dead of night and graves couldn't sleep. he spent what felt like that last few hours tossing and turning in his bed, thoughts of you plagued his head. graves had been pining for you for months now and knowing you were next door filled him with a rage he hadn't felt in a long time. you should be in his bed, with him. not some shadow who's name wasn't even worth remembering.

graves wondered what you were up to in that bedroom. he wondered if you were fast asleep or if you were just talking, then suddenly he heard a headboard slam against the wall.

at first, graves didn't think anything of it. he was so sleep deprived, he wouldn't have been surprised if he was hallucinating but when the noise came again his ears picked up. and what a sweet sound he heard. "fuck," you whimpered loudly. the headboard continued banging against the wall which sent more moans tumbling from your lips.

you were being fucked.

graves felt his cock hardening at the thought. thoughts of your naked body underneath his had been an imagine he had long thought about and one day, he promised himself, one day you would be his. but tonight, he had to do with what he had.

pulling his boxers down, graves flopped his hardening cock out and spat on his hand before beginning to pump at his length. his eyes fluttered closed as he continued to imagine what you would be like beneath him: how soft your body would be, how you cunt would clench tightly around his cock as he would pound into you.

there were a few hard thrusts of the headboard against the wall and you cried out, "please don't cum yet."

graves mumbled to himself, slowly jerking himself off to thoughts of you. images of you in lewd positions flashed through his mind and he would give anything to see what was going on in the other room right now. he should be jealous, but with his dick this hard, it was difficult.

he imagined his hand was your cunt, gripping it tightly like a vice. the click of his hand mixed with pre-cum enabling smooth movements down his thick length. the headboard smashed against the wall again and you whimpered. "be quiet whore. you don't want to wake up the commander," he heard his shadow growl at you. "or is that something you'd like? the commander knowing i'm fucking you senseless?"

"yes," you croaked out loud enough for graves to hear.

"why hmm? you got a little thing for him? you dirty slut," his shadow groaned, thrusting harder into you.

"yes," you moaned out again.

"such a little slut."

graves felt his heart soar at the possibility of you having a 'thing' for him, so much so the thought had him so close already. he slowed down his movements on his cock to pace himself, not wanting to cum until you did.

"you want him so much hmm? moan his name then!" the shadow said, a sharp smack echoed in graves' room. no doubt you'd just been spanked and you let out a sharp cry. "i said moan his fucking name!"

"phillip!" you cried out, your fingers making their way to your clit to circle the sensitive bud roughly.

graves ears were ringing at this point. hearing his name leave your lips always had been music to his ears, but hearing it in such a lewd tone made it all the better. graves couldn't help but grip his cock tighter and fist it at a pace so quick, his arm started to hurt.

"fuck i'm cumming!" you called out, muffling your screams by biting into the pillow.

"cummin' too y/n," graves growled underneath his breath.

before he knew it, hot sticky ropes of cum were trailing down his hand and spluttered over his bare stomach. there were a few more thrusts and bangs of the headboard before everything went silent. and once again graves was left alone in his thoughts.

the jealousy bubbled up in his gut finally. the post-nut clarity settling in. with his free hand, graves ran a hand through his hair and wiped some sweat off of his forehead. he needed to clean up. he stood up from his bed and pulled his boxers up. grabbing some trousers from off his floor, he hoisted them on and made his way to the bathroom. just as he stepped outside of his room, you followed suit. you were wearing a large shirt that cut off just above your knees and graves felt his legs go weak.

"phillip," you whispered weakly.

"y/n," graves said carefully, trying to find his voice. "you okay sweetheart?"

"'m good," you replied. "just heading to the bathroom."

"oh, me too," graves said awkwardly. you could cut the tension between the two of you with a knife. you knew graves had heard you from his facial expression, and given the fact he couldn't look you straight in the eyes. you felt shame bubble in your stomach as you looked down the hall. "you go first."

"you sure?" you asked. graves just nodded and you turned to make your way down the hall. before you could take anymore steps, graves grabbed your forearm and spun you round so you were facing him once more.

"i love you doll," he whispered before letting go of your arm and retreating back into his room. he could clean himself up properly later, but for now he had to sit in his bed and think about the problems he may have just caused by confessing his love to you.

this fic goes out too @sarahs-secrets2 for inspiring me to write a graves fic, i know it's short but i hope you like it nevertheless! never stop writing angel!

#Phil graves #Phillip graves #Phillip graves x reader #Phil graves x reader #cod #cod mw2 #cod x reader #cod mw2 x reader

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lurking-latinist · 6 months

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re: these tags

THAT'S SO COOL AHHHH!! good for you aubreyad community stays winning

[introducing this with a disclaimer in case i'm wrong about everything: i am only halfway through the series rn (just about to finish 10) and also am but a mere undergrad classics major who has yet to even declare said major and I probably don't have the right to be yapping about propertius. nevertheless i shall.]

anyway i have been growing persistently more insane about diana's proximity to a Lot of classical imagery, like how her first appearance in post captain is literally during a fox hunt + all the gender stuff she has going, obviously linking her to mythological diana (and artemis if we're going to conflate the two) but your take has sent me in a whole new direction with that-- because she doesn't actually really embody the artemis archetype all too much overall (an emphasized character trait being that she's notably Not Chaste) EXCEPT in relation to stephen, w/ whom her relationship is much more brotherly than it is sensual i guess?

which would align very well with your idea of diana as elegiac puella-- sort of in a way being mythologized by stephen-- resulting in the reader actually being able to see two different manifestations of her character (one through the eyes of an omniscient prosaic narrator and one through the perspective of stephen as a "poet" figure). and i just think that's neat.

my latin class has also been looking at a few of propertius' love elegies and, at least to me, they read a lot like if stephen 1.) hated himself significantly less and 2.) were less indecisive in writing about his Feelings?? 1.8 (and all of the poems concerning cynthia moving/traveling away and propertius being all moody about it) is very reminiscent of the arc from post captain to the surgeon's mate imo. 1.12 is also Literally Him-- "cynthia prima fuit cynthia finis erit" can be compared to stephen's poetic catastrophizing about how his life is Literally Over and Love Is Dead when he believes to have fallen out of love with diana!?!? i'm going to lose my mind.

sorry for dumping all of this on you unprompted and also sorry for the fact that it probably does not make sense. peace and love

if undergrad classicists don't talk about propertius literally WHO WILL. (genuinely my currently-being-written phd dissertation chapter is based on an idea I had in the class I read propertius in freshman year. never feel like you're not a 'real scholar' or something yet, because you honestly never do become something different, you just keep reading and talking and this is what we do! there's nothing realer than this!)

oh wow that's really well put--we kind of get to see her from an omniscient-narrator perspective and through the eyes of her lover who is Not Being Normal About Her. very nice!

yeah I keep reading bits of propertius and being like "hmm is po'b going to quote this one I wonder." (he doesn't mostly but I keep thinking he should. because I want the aubreyad to be denser and less accessible I guess? :P) there's a lot of catullus woven in too of course - I associate Catullus 72 with the 'falling out of love' arc (my dude that is not what falling out of love looks like).

oh gosh yes 1.8 -- that was one of the things I was trying to describe to Distinguished Classicist, the way she's so -- what's the word I want? not volatile... she disappears. she's constantly Gone. you turn around and oops, she's eloped to Sweden. (honestly though if Cynthia and Propertius could manage to have *fake* revenge affairs that would actually be *great*, for them that would be an improvement.) Gareth Williams (in a chapter called, amazingly, "From Grave to Rave") describes Cynthia as "ever only elusively visible in the narratological mist" and I feel like that's a bit what's going on with Diana. For her there's a genre element as well--she's a woman in the Men Going to Sea books, and even though the Aubreyad gives way more time to women than the average Men Going to Sea book, the fact is the camera frequently simply isn't on her. We see far more of Stephen thinking about her, hearing rumors, etc. than we do of her actually being on the page. Now in elegy nobody seems to be quite fully on the page, we only get "fragments of story" as Genevieve Liveley and Patricia Salzmann-Mitchell say (excellent collection by that name btw, I recommend checking it out if you're at all interested in narrative and lyric/elegy). But Diana manages this while being in a novel, which is impressive to me.

yeah stephen as a character is a lot more... self-reflective? than propertius' speaker. for one thing he's in a novel, I think, so he can actually... have a series of contiguous experiences. he's also a compulsive diarist which is helpful for self-reflection I guess. and more mature, like, as a human being, than propertius' speaker, who apparently does nothing with his life except be in love and write poetry, he doesn't exist outside of as a poetic voice whereas, again, stephen benefits from a third-person narrator and has medicine and spying to do and so on. also he's Catholic.

I love the "Catullus-and-water" line, it's like O'Brian just put in a little wink to those of us who would notice this, like, "yes I am doing this on purpose." All in all I've pretty much defaulted to assuming that O'Brian is doing things on purpose. although he did forget Babbington's first name that one time and retconned it very awkwardly

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em-prentiss · 6 months

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Since I’m joining you down the H/P rabbit hole, do you ever wonder about the other FBI agents who would have known Hotch when he would have worked for Prentiss’s mom and met Emily for the first time. Maybe an agent who also worked the same job. And for whatever reason, years later their paths cross with the BAU and the find out that Hotch and Emily now work together. What do you think the rest of the BAU’s reaction would be to finding out that baby Aaron and Emily were once acquainted? Imagine if that agent had photographs of baby H & P and maybe one of them together that even they didn’t know was taken.

Hmm I actually never thought of another agent seeing young hotchniss like that, mostly because I think many agents would scatter after that position, you know? But I can imagine an old colleague of Aaron’s who used to work the same shift with him one day coming into the BAU for whatever reason, maybe asking for help, maybe just wanting to catch up. He’d see Emily and recognize her instantly—because how could you work for the ambassador and not hear of or at least cross paths with Emily?—and he’d be like oh wow what a coincidence, never thought I’d see the two of you together again and the team would be like….what are y’all talking about. It’s such a fun idea, it would be wonderful as a fic.

I definitely think if anyone from the BAU knew about them, it would’ve been Dave, whether Aaron told him about her or he somehow saw them together back in the day. Even if he didn’t, I don’t think he’d be surprised to know that they knew each other—she’s just so different with him than everyone else, you can’t help but wonder. Obviously they’d all be shocked, but I think JJ and Penelope would be delighted of course and they’d immediately dig for details—and demand (lovingly) of Emily why she hadn’t told them. Morgan would be interested to know what Hotch was like back then and Reid would be completely disinterested in the whole thing lmao, but I think this extra piece of information would make sense of what he’s seen from them (nothing concrete, but a subtle comfortableness they seem to have with each other).

I also lowkey love the idea of them being in a newspaper or something. Like in one of the ambassador’s parties Emily is at the center and you could just catch a hint of Aaron standing next to a door. Or someone would snap a picture of them as they’re sitting on the edge of a balcony, legs dangling (he’d tried to get her down from it, but it proved fruitless so in the end he just joined her), free smiles on both their faces as she maybe told him a story of the stars (I am so obsessed with young hotchniss and stargazing, don’t even get me started). I can just imagine the way the ladies would gush over them, their brows raised in disbelief at Aaron’s relaxed posture and his smile—omg I’m cutting myself off here, but WHAT IF his jacket was around her shoulders to protect her from the breeze, because even though it’s summer her short dresses barely covered much. In conclusion the ladies would lose their minds, much as I currently am right now, and the guys would be subtly interested to know who exactly their old boss was.

Also I think it would somehow be even sweeter if hotchniss wasn’t established at that time. They were simply friends—lightly teasing, a little flirtatious—but at the core of it they found each other and just bonded deeply.

This is such a lovely idea and it sent me into outer space, thank you xx

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natsumesakasaki666 · 11 months

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Consideration and New Year’s Card

Tsumugi: (This is addressed to newdi… and this one is addressed to switch… )

(…oh? There’s also a new year’s card sent to the new idol who just debuted last year)

( Support from fans is the best form of nourishment! Wouldn’t you give it your all if you knew there was someone cheering you on!)

(Fufu, what a great start to the year…♪)

Tsukasa: Aoba-Senpai, I believe everything has been passed out. Is it alright if I sort out the new year cards that are over here?

Tsumugi: yes, please go ahead. Ah~, thanks to you, Suou-kun, I’m saved!

Sorting this amount of new year cards would have taken a long time if I were alone.

However, I’m sorry that you have to help me during this busy time of the year.

Tsukasa: Please don’t mind it, we’re all busy. Anyways there’s also the advantage that I can immediately receive any new year’s cards addressed to “Knights”.

Tsukasa: By the way, there are still people who hand deliver New Year's cards in this day and age?

Although I personally return new year’s cards to those who hand deliver them to me. In recent years, it has become more common to send them by mail, so it is a little surprising.

Tsumugi: Isn't it because of the current time we live in? The number of people who hand deliver new year cards has decreased, so in doing so, you can leave a strong impression.

There aren’t many people who aren’t happy with receiving a new years card, right?

… Hmm?

Suou-kun, please take a look at this. A new year’s card has arrived to us from the cafe

Tsukasa: “Cafe”… ah, that’s where we did the “shuffle unit”, correct?

Tsumugi: Yes. After it’s renewal as an idol cafe, it seems that many people have started to visit not only the cafe but also the nearby shops as well.

It says that he’s glad the cafe has come back to life. Our activities as Blend+ were successful! Isn’t that great♪

Come to think of it, I haven’t been able to stop by since then…

Tsumugi: If you don’t mind, when we’re finished here, would you like to go to the cafe with me? As a thanks for lending me a hand, please let me treat you to a parfait!

Tsukasa: Sure, I’d love to-

No, I…. Your feelings of gratitude are enough

Tsumugi: What’s wrong? Don’t you like sweets?

Tsukasa: Actually… during the year-end and new year holidays, I had many opportunities to eat delicious foods. Sena-Senpai gave me a warning not to eat too much.

I want to eat a bunch of “parfaits” but…

Tsumugi: You don’t look overweight, so I think one parfait should be fine.

But it is painful to eat while feeling guilty. Hmm…

…Then, how about we walk from ES to the cafe?

Tsukasa: On foot? Isn’t it quite a long distance?

Tsumugi: That’s why we should do it! I don’t think it’s enough to cover a whole parfait but even if it’ll burn half the amount of calories, it’s still better than nothing!

If you think about the delicious food we’ll be eating after, the long walk won’t be a problem right?

Tsukasa: I guess that’s true but I’m sorry that you have go along with me, Aoba-Senpai.

Tsumugi: Don’t be, it’s actually convenient for me too! I do most of my work sitting so I don’t get enough exercise~

Let's hurry and finish organizing these New Year's cards so we can take a nice leisurely walk♪

<2 hours later inside the cafe>

Tsumugi: I’ll have a round bread and a hot coffee please. As for him, he’ll have a parfait

Tsukasa: … what great customer service. They seem to be well trained.

Tsumugi: According to “P association”, they are thorough in providing sincere customer service without being complacent about being an idol

They also say it’s a great way for idols to train their communication skills

Tsukasa: so that’s how it is. There are lessons that can be learned from labor. I will study as the leader of “Knights”……

Fufu, the “parfait” has arrived♪

How indecent of me… even though I’m in front of a rookie “idol”, it’s embarrassing.

Tsumugi: heh heh, well that’s just who you are, Suou-kun. I wonder if I should spoil you more

Your the same age as Sora-kun, so you’re still at the age where you can be spoiled

Tsukasa: No need. Knights is already a unit with a lot of free-willed people. If I become like them, it would be big trouble.

Also… we do often fight but my seniors are already pampering me enough. It’s not noticeable unless you pay close attention.

I’m sure Sena-senpai’s warnings were out of consideration for me.

Tsumugi: ahh… their roughness is a form of thoughtfulness. So that’s how it is…

Tsukasa: Yes. But when it comes to enjoying food, I wish they’d be a little bit more tolerant.

Tsumugi: fufu, but sweet things are usually high in calories~

Kohaku: …hm? That boy over there?

Tsukasa: Oukawa… and Shiratori-kun

Tsumugi: What a coincidence! Would you like to have a seat with us?

Aira: Is that alright? Thanks so much!

I’ve always wanted to come here but I couldn’t get a reservation at this cafe at all…

During this time on weekdays you can come in without a reservation. I invited Kohakucchi to come visit with me!

To be able to meet rookie idols rising in popularity, how amazing…♪

Tsukasa: We just happened to visit today by chance.

Please look at this, Oukawa! This is the parfait that I designed!

Kohaku: Why are ya telling me that with a smug look. Ya already ate more than half of it so how am I suppose to know what it originally looked like?

Tsukasa: ugh… then you should order it too!

And eat it with gratitude…♪

Kohaku: eeeh~? I don’t know? Isn’t this place is famous for its round bread, Rabu-Han won’t ya please tell me?

Tsumugi: (…fufu, are you having fun, Suou-kun)

(In front of his friends, he acts like a typical boy of his age. How relieving)

(As the new year card said, the number customers has increased and this place seems to be thriving. I can’t spend time in here like I used to but..)

( in this case, isn’t that a good thing… ♪)

#ensemble stars #switch #tsumugi aoba #tsukasa suou #kohaku oukawa

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 2 years

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S.O.S

Sweet Treats AU Masterlist

Shameless fucking and allusions to violence.

Please let me know what you think <3

🍬🍬🍬

The sting of Sam’s hand radiates through your ass, the slapping of flesh underlines his shallow breaths and your own stray groans. You grip the top of the couch as your knee sinks between the cushions, his hand curled around your shoulder as he spanks you again, fucking you harder. You bite down and hold back your voice as he ruts wildly.

“Sugar, you gonna be sweet for me now?” He huffs as his hand hooks up to cup your chest, his hips slamming decisively against your ass, “hmm? I don’t like it when you talk back like that–”

A night and half a day later, you’re still atoning for your sharp tongue. You roll your eyes back and swallow down your anger. Let him get it out. He’ll fuck himself stupid and you’ll go back to pretending he isn’t there.

“Yeah, you got me fucked up,” he hammers into you as he leans in, hooking his thick arm around your neck as his other hand grasps the couch next to yours, “you gonna make me–”

“Hurry up and blow,” Bucky snarls and your head pops up as two figures watch from the wide archway, “we gotta talk.”

“What the–” you start but Sam snuffs out your voice with his bicep.

“Jesus,” he snarls and slams into you, shuddering as he cums deep inside you, twitching until he’s empty.

You turn your face down as you try to cover your chest as it peeks out over the top of the cushions. You notice how Steve ogles you openly, his left eye blackened around the socket as the other man wears a split lip. What the fuck happened to them?

“Go on, sugar, the boys have got business,” Sam slides out of you and his cum drips down your thigh in a gush of humiliation. He grabs the throw blanket and throws it at you as he walks around shamelessly, “you guys look rough, I assume you made up.”

You quickly cover yourself and hurry out of the room. As you pass Steve, he lets out a willowy breathe and his fingers tickle the blanket as you feel his gaze on you.

“Knocked some sense into each other,” Bucky intones as you snatch your phone as you pass the table by the bannister and rush up the stairs.

“Knocked each other around but couldn’t knock before letting yourself in,” Sam challenges and grunt, his weight flopping into a chair. “What’s up?”

You stay at the top of the stairs as you listen. The sight of the men worries you. They obviously fought someone, by their comments, each other.

“We did, you didn’t answer,” Steve snickers, “and who can blame you?”

“What do you want?” Sam undercuts as you tap your thumb on your phone, half-listening as you scroll through your notifs. There’s an email from Treats, the site you used to cam for. You hadn’t done that in months, since him.

“Girls are gone.”

You lift your chin and hold in your breath. What?

“Gone?” Sam echoes, “what does that mean?”

“They’re gone. Booked it while we dealt with things.”

Sam chortles, “you mean while you idiots bashed each other’s heads in.”

“Something like that,” Steve mutters.

You hit on your Gmail and the email floats at the top; ‘you have a 💌 on Treats!’. The men’s voices rumble in the back of your head as you hit the link and open the browser. You key in your password, resigned to another creep wondering why your schedule is closed.

‘ChocolateDove15 has sent you a private message. Accept?’

You hesitate and listen, “we gotta find them. They didn’t take anything so it won’t be that hard.”

Shit. This isn’t a coincidence. You accept and open the chat. Several bubbles pop up.

‘No clothes, no money. Scared.’

‘At High Street Library till three. Have to keep moving.’

‘If you can help, please.’

You slowly push away from the wall as you quickly delete the chat and sign out. You go back to your inbox and delete the message. You can’t take the phone with you. No, that’s too easy for them.

You put the phone in the top drawer of the dresser as you enter the bedroom and grab some clothes. You dress before shoving a backpack full of clothes, both yours and Sam’s, practical things. You leave your wallet but take your credit card. Hit the ATM at the corner then toss the card.

You move carefully, alert for any noise from downstairs. You zip up the bag and pull on a loose hoodie over the first one. They’ll be a camera at the ATM, you’ll dump the hoodie with the card to throw them off.

You listen at the bedroom door. You can barely decipher their words, “they don’t have anyone. Coco’s mom, maybe but she’s not in the city…”

You keep the latch from clicking and quickly rush across the room, carrying a pair of tennis shoes in your hand. You slide up the window and take a breath of the fresh air. If Coco and Birdy can run, you can too. You just gotta get to High Street by three.

#sam wilson #dark sam wilson #dark!sam wilson #sam wilson x reader #steve rogers #bucky barnes #sweet treats #au #marvel #mcu #captain america #falcon #avengers

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Dead x men spoilers: Hank x Cecilia crumbs I feel so alive

"Cecilia . . . I should - I should call her. I haven't talked to her in, oh, years."

"Where does all the time go, my friend? It feels as though it was just last year we were . . . and I was . . . ah."

". . . Ah, that's right. How silly of me. I almost forgot. That's where all the time went. I broke it all."

" - But enough being maudlin. I really should call Cecilia, see how she's doing. Perhaps she'll want to go out for dinner, see a show. That'd be nice. Really, quite nice . . ."

So, Dead X-Men #3 - and you weren't kidding, these are crumbs.

But. I can't lie, I love seeing what seems to be cat Hank again - I feel like such a hipster sometimes, saying that's my favourite version of him, but it's how I feel - and it's nice to see Foxe remember that Hank is a protective and gentle soul at heart.

Granted, I forget the specifics of Moira's first life, so god knows what happened in that timeline and how it might've affected Hank here, but he looks like a soft boy.

Also, you've just sent me down a rabbit hole, because I knew Hank and Cecilia were a thing, and I was very much in favour because Cecilia is fucking awesome, but I only really knew about the 90s stuff and the occasional hint afterwards!

I was not prepared to find out that Marjorie Liu is a massive Hank/Cecilia shipper and kept finding reasons to call back to it and push them together.

NYX: No Way Home, issue #4, 2008. Bonus points for saying she fucking hates Trish Tilby, and I can only imagine why.

X-23, vol. 3, #13. I have to say, this is one of the fucking single cutest pictures of Hank I've ever seen - Noto draws him with such a wonderful softness and cuddliness to his face, and I adore how happy Cecilia looks in the picture. You really get a sense of warmth from the picture.

Also . . . no less than two pictures in the home, huh, Cece?

Astonishing X-Men #53. Honestly, Liu writes a lovely Hank, and I adore how she handles the softness and warmth that clearly exists between these two?

Hank's historically always been something of a ladies man, but I've never gotten the impression that he ever left his exes on bad terms unless they put him in that position (hello, Trish), and the fact that he and Cecilia have that certain intimacy that speaks to love that could or couldn't slide back into romance is.

It's nice and mature and I like it a lot. And maturity isn't often something I associate with comics, or the X-Men, tbh.

Astonishing X-Men #51.

Finishing each other's sentences? Fond little glances? Mhm-hmm. Uh-huh. Honestly, now I'm a little offended on Cecilia's behalf that she had those token appearances on X-Force and didn't have a stronger reaction to what she saw in that Beast, because the Cecilia I'm seeing here absolutely would not have stood for it, least of all from someone she clearly still holds a torch for.

And, of course, I'd be remiss not to talk about how Claremont saw the two.

Honestly, if we have heroic Hank back now and with the X-Men, who knows, maybe there's a chance. Just need to get Marjorie Liu or another shipper back on deck. :P

#Anonymous #verse: getting by #outofmuffins #blood tw

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echantedtoon · 11 months

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Demon Bride Ch44 The Things Between You And I

(Warnings!!: Mentioning of Urogi's head being bashed in, Karaku gets kicked in a not so good area, Urogi and Karaku are beheaded and roughed up a bit by Kaigaku and Rui, Karaku's head exploding, reader's head exploding, Urogi almost drowning, Aizetsu getting bit by Rui and poisoned, Sekido's head being decapitated, Zohakuten being impaled and exploding, reader getting stabbed by Zohakuten, blood, wounds, cussing, fighting, some gore, etc. Douma,Karaku, and Enmu ARE their own warnings. Possibly some innuendos.)

"D-Darling! You can place me down now."

Your footsteps still thudded along the docks and across the sparkling blue water as you treaded across them away from the Kizuki Dwell. No way you were sticking around with Douma back there! So you grabbed Enmu and ran for it. You got a few shocked and horrified looks from the servants but you didn't pay any attention.

"And waste time? We need to go so I don't miss anything else! And I want to go now!" You refused to tell him the actual reason you wanted to go NOW in case Douma tried to invite himself a long. Or Enmu having the idea to invite him along too.

"But, begonia." Enmu glanced as best as he could at you from your back. "You don't know where the exit is! How are you supposed to get there if I'm unable to show you from here?"

....He had a point. You didn't know the way out and probably couldn't follow Enmu out of he was unable to properly point out the way in his current position. So you stopped, sighed, and then slowly leaned down to place the demon back on his feet. Enmu was still red in the face despite the calm smile he had on.

"Thank you. You seem quite insistent to go outside the Infinity Castle."

"Because it's been awhile since I've been out!" You crossed your arms frowning. "I want to go out in the sunlight for a little while and experience what that's like again."

He hummed again smiling widely a hand tapping his chin. "Very interesting wants. I do wonder what the underlying real reason is. After all you were running in the halls away from someone. Last time that happened someone tried to change my fiery fox.~" You frowned at him and cautiously glanced over your shoulder again. Still no signs of Douma but that could change soon. Only confirming Enmu's thoughts. "Hmm. That's what I thought. So whom are you running from this time?~"

You growled annoyed before looking at him. "Fine! Ok. I was running from someone but I wasn't lying when I said I want to visit the outside." He again hummed interested and looked up at the Dwell again. Oh no. What if he wanted to go back and see who it was you were running from? That'd lead you back to Douma! You couldn't have that!! Thinking quickly you calmed yourself and grabbed Enmu by his shoulder making him look back at you. "Enmu...I would like to go now. As in right now. Because if we don't.." Your grip hardened on him. "I will toss you off this bridge and into water like a rock!"

Your growling tone sent a shiver down his spine. "P-Promise?~"

"Oh yes. That's a definite promise."

"B-Begonia.~" His hands suddenly cupped your cheeks. "You're so beautiful when you're threatening someone's life.~"

"Well then let's go so I can threaten to throw you off a train too." You deadpanned but that seemed to do the trick when he giggled.

"Oh to be threatened in my favorite place.~ *sigh* So romantic."He nodded letting go of you and offering his arm to you. "Very well. Shall we then?~"

Oh FINALLY you both were on the same page! And not a moment to lose. Quickly you accepted his offered arm before walking away. Just in case you took one last look behind you to be sure you weren't being followed. There you spotted Douma but the blonde didn't notice you. He looked confused walking past a window but he didn't look out it thank goodness otherwise he would've seen you and Enmu walking away from the building. However he didn't and you had a feeling if he had, he would've followed you. You allowed Enmu to walk you towards what you assumed was an exit and you steeled yourself to try to remember this. Alright. This was it. An exit. You'd have to remember where it was in order to escape later. So you made sure to pay attention VERY CAREFULLY as he lead you out onto a random moving staircase up to a second platform. Then upside down into a hallway that wasn't lit up and then out to another hallway leading -....You blinked. You were back where you were passing by the Kizuki Dwell and onto a different stairway that twisted spiraling upwards. You stared at it before looking behind you only to discover the stairway and halls you were just crossed over completely gone. Your jaw dropped and when you look forward the spiraling staircase you JUST stepped on was gone too! And Enmu was opening a door but chuckled at your expression.

You snapped at him. "Oh you're an ass! You know that?!"

He oh so innocently shrugged. "I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about.~ Let's go through my office. It's a short cut."

"You know EXACTLY what you're doing!" You were pulled into this office looking room by him. "You confused the directions so I wouldn't know the way out on purpose so don't give me that smile. You're not tricking me that easily."

The door was closed and he smiled oh so innocently. "Maybe I did maybe I didn't. The Infinity Castle is always moving about so it can be confusing. Come. The way out is through here."

He ushered you past the desk, and cabinets, and other typical office furniture to a different door on the other side. It reminded you of Kyogai's many mansion rooms. You were half expecting him to trick you again and reveal the Dwell again but when he opened the door you were shocked into silence. On the other side..was a building full of humans. Men were working at desks. Women were running back and forth carrying coffee mugs and stacks of paper between the men, other rooms, and random filing cabinets lining the walls. You stared at the sudden noise and sight filling the air... before you whirled on your feet back to the other door you just walked through and threw it open...only to reveal a closet with cleaning supplies and one broom. ...Enmu chuckled again at your reactions and you snapped a glare at him.

"Oh you're really pushing me to toss you off that train aren't you?"

"You did promise,~" he cooed at you making you growl an annoyed 'Mmmmmm' noise at him which he giggled at again.

However before you could say anything a woman's voice spoke up. "Mr. Tamio!" You blinked and Enmu turned casually with a smile on his face as a woman with a small stack of papers came rushing up to the slightly smaller man. Wait...Enmu wasn't in his human disguise. "Thank goodness you're back! It's been chaos all week!"

"Oh? And what have you there?"

She shoved at least five papers stuck together in his face. "There's a company willing to lay a new railway trough province A-2 but the workers are demanding to be paid a triple amount than when the last one was built with insurance in case of accidents." More papers were shoved into his other hand. "A receipt for all deliveries you requested for since your absence. All have been accounted for except for a crate that was found opened in the mail car."

"A broken into crate?" That seemed to perk his interest as he stared at it. "So we have a thief amongst us. How thrilling.~"

"Yes but it's so bizarre."

"How so?"

"The crate that was broken into wasn't even anything special. It was just simply some foreign candy from the European countries. And only one large box of them was stolen." She pointed out something on the paper in his hands. "That crate was being transported with more valuable objects than just candy, so it's strange someone would go through all the trouble just to steal a box of bon bons."

"Are you sure it wasn't just a mailman with a sweet tooth?"

"We interrogated the staff present for the deliver and on the train extensively, Sir. We're sure it wasn't one of us. The investigation is ongoing at the moment but nothing has come up."

"I see...Well according to your reports there's no other problems. Proceed with how things are going." He handed all the papers back to her. "Place these on my desk, and contact the owner of that company. If he wants to work with us we'll meet and discuss the terms and conditions. How are the repairs to Engine135 going?"

"She should be back on the rails by the end of this month."

"Excellent!" Enmu patted her shoulder before shooing her away. "I want a fully fledged out progress report on my desk on the repairs so far and let me know when they're finished. I'd like to inspect my toy before it's used again." The woman nodded and just walked away as he smiled back at you. "Sorry about that. Business has been tough lately."

"I'm more surprised that you didn't make her run away screaming in terror like the last time I've seen you interact with lady workers." You rose a brow not forgetting what happened back at Kyogai's mansion. "Is she that used to your antics?"

"Hmhm. I admire your sense of humor. No. She's just one of my secretaries . It's always busy here with transportation. But that's not why we're here are we?" He motioned for you to follow him. "Come. I have a few things to look over here but then I can show you where they keep the trains. Are you hungry?" He patted your hand relooping with his arm. "I doubt you had anything to eat yet before you ran out like a chicken chased by a fox.~"

"No-" Your stomach growled making him raise an amused brow. "....Alright. Yes. But I can wait until you get you business done here."

"Hmhm. If you insist. Shouldn't take more than thirty minutes."

Well he was right when he said that it wouldn't take too long. He spent around thirty minutes just walking around talking to people, looking at papers, and then giving a few orders here and there as you awkwardly stood to the side until he FINALLY looked at you and gestured you to join once again. Guess he was finished with whatever he was doing and pulled you along out of the office like building and out of another door which made you stop in awe.

IT WAS A HUMAN TOWN!! IT WAS A REAL HUMAN TOWN!!

The sky was blue. The houses were all over the place but not packed tight together like in the entertainment district. So it was crowded but not too crowded. Just your average town with just the right amount of lots of people and stores and other places. You almost ran off of Enmu's arm in excitement. Breathing in the sweet aromas of the woods and whatever food nearby cafes were making. Feeling a REAL breeze on your skin. The real hustle and bustle of not demons. And best of all no weird mesh of buildings like some fever dream. It was enough to make you sigh in the greatest relief you've ever felt since waking up and knowing Rui was safe.

"Hmm. Feeling relieved already?" He blinked slightly surprised when you allowed yourself to lean against him more. "Begonia?"

"You got one chance to impress me before I change my mind Mr. Asshole." You mumbled taking in the sights with an inhale but side eyeing him. "Don't blow it and keep your hands where I can see them."

His eyes widened... before he smiled and chuckled again. "Well then. I better make this a worthwhile experience for you.~ Come. I'll show you where I keep my favorite toys." He tugged on you before reaching into his coat and pulling out a stop watch. "One should be here shortly. You'll love the morning train. Trust me when I say that I already thought of something you've never experienced before." He gave that sly smile you knew meant he was up to something.

You narrowed your eyes suspiciously. "...Enmu. You better not try anything funny."

"Would I do that?~"

"Without a doubt."

"Aw.~ You know me so well.~ Let's get going now or else we'll miss our train."

The watch was returned to his coat pocket and he lead you away from the building. Into the town you all went and you took your time watching people walk by you both. It seemed like a perfectly normal town and you were glad to be out of the confines of that so called castle. Not surprisingly he brought you to a train station and asked you to sit down and wait for the train to come. Of course you'd be at a train station. Oh well. Still beats being around Douma. At least Enmu was gracious enough to get you some food while you both waited. Some dango from a nearby vender pushing a cart past the station. You'd surely still be hungry later but it would be something in your stomach. Ten. Twenty. Nearly thirty minutes went past with Enmu just smiling and sitting contently. Until a familiar smell of smoke and sound of a chugging engine came down the track. The train rumbled and thundered it's way in front of the station and slow to a complete stop in front of them. The heavy cars wheezing and creaking from settling from their long journey and the short rest they received.when you heard it. That sounds you were waiting for.

WWWWWOOOOOOO WOOOOOOOO-!!!!!

The metal beast steamed into the station and stopped with a wheeze letting steam out everywhere. You watchef Enmu stand up inhaling and throwing out his arms at the giant train as if greeting the machine.

"Ah. There's my lovely. Right on time and not a minute too late."

"She's a beautiful train," you agreed in politeness standing up, "But you still didn't tell me where we're going."

"Just one station over to another town. It shouldn't be more than an hours ride. I want to be sure you get a once in a lifetime experience."

A little excessive for a train ride but you said you wanted to ride the train. "Alright. But don't we need train tickets first?"

"Oh no." He waved you off grabbing your arm. "Since I own the trains I don't have to pay for tickets, and who said we were riding inside the trains?"

"Wait. What? AH!"

You were yanked forward by Enmu and dragged all the way to the giant train as people got on and off. You were pulled not towards the open cars but the engine pretty quickly.

"Enmu wait! A-Are we riding with the conductors?'

"Oh no. We won't be inside at all!" He smiled wider not losing his grip on you as you gave a confused face.

"What?"

You squealed as all of a sudden you were yanked upwards. One moment you were on the ground the next you were literally ON TOP OF THE ENGINE!! You wobbled a bit clutching onto Enmu's arm and blinking a few times to realize where you were exactly... Purple eyes slowly looked around you. The people and houses looked so smaller all of a sudden. Your fet shuffled on hard metal ...You GLARED at Enmu.

"Ok. You better get me down from here," you hissed at him pointing at his smiling face, "Or else I'll keep my promise and toss you off faster than-"

WWWWWOOOOOOO WOOOOOOOO-!!!!!

You shrieked at the sudden noise. And the train LURCHED forward. Enmu hummed as suddenly two arms wrapped around his middle in some kind of death grip hug. Her face digging into his chest as the train slowly began to move. He just chuckled and patted her back as the train slowly picked up more and more seed chugging along. Panic and fear lit your nerves on fire similarly In a way to when you were chased by those demons. Wind now hit your back hard blowing your hair and kimono this way and that. You had a stone in your stomach and a lightness in your feet. Good thing you didn't eat a lot or else you feared you'd get motion sickness. The smell of thick smoke filled the air.

A hand tapped your back. "Dearest, as much as I enjoy your close contact with me you should really look at the view.~ It's to die for honest.~''

"YOU'RE DEAD!! YOU'RE DEAD!! YOU'RE DEAD!!," You shrieked refusing to look up from his shoulder. 'WHEN WE STOP IM GOING TO BEAT YOUR ASS!!"

"As much fun as your threats are, I assure you I did this for a good reason. If you'd only look up you'd see what I mean!"

"FUCK THAT!!"

"OOOH.~ What an interesting offer.~ But I much rather make love to y-''

"FINISH THAT SENTENCE AND I'LL SHOVE YOU DOWN THAT CHIMNEY AND SEE HOW COOKED YOU ARE BY THE SMOKE!!!"

He giggled. "Alright then. I'll do it myself. Just keep calm. It'll only take a few seconds."

You didn't even have the chance to say anything else before a grip stronger than you expected from him gripped onto your arms and in one fluid motion managed to completely rip your body from his. You screamed out in surprise and fear as you suddenly found yourself standing in the wind without something to grip onto. In one moment you were spun around and an arm was snaked around your waist only to pull you back against Enmu whom was smiling. Now you were completely facing the wind and squinting harshly against it. His grip firmly holding your body.

"There we are. Now doesn't this view look beautiful?~"

You didn't answer. Purple eyes blinked against the wind until vision refocused and widened at what they saw. The world was going by in blurs. Green trees and land were essential smears as the train sped down the track. The wind knocking again your skin so fast it combated the hot rays of the sun right in the big blue sky. A thin trail of black smoke blown away into nothing above you. Purple eyes looked around at everything. It...was like the view you'd get out of a train window only more in person and bigger. Your silence caused Enmu to hum and tilt his head at your wide eyed face and cooed.

"It's quite a sight isn't it? Don't worry. I've got you."

You didn't answer him as you just stared at the sights before you. Eyes wide open. "...This is incredible."

"See? I told you it would be a worthwhile experience.~ And you don't have to worry about falling while I'm here-''

"Enmu...You better get that other hand off my hip and back with your other arm before I rip it off."

"Hmhmhm. Nothing gets past you.~"

"Nothing gets my hips either. Now MOVE."

To his credit he did move his hand- And by that you had to physically remove his hand yourself and put it by his other arm holding you around your stomach but at least he seemed to get the message and kept it there for the rest of the ride to wherever Enmu was taking you to. But all good things must come to an end as the saying goes. Eventually the train slowed down and slowly came to a full stop when you approached another smallish town and stopped at another station with a wheeze. And after a moment you collapsed. Legs wobbly and numb from the experience, you collapsed into Enmu's arms as he easily caught you and chuckled at your decent.

"Are you alright?"

"Y-Yeah..That was j-just ... overwhelming a bit."

He chuckled again patting your shoulder. "But a fun one I assume.~"

"Yes." You nodded. "It was...I think you succeeded in surprising me."...You narrowed your eyes at him. "Enmu, hand off my leg."

"Well then how will I be able to do this?"

"Do wha-AH!!"

You yelped out as he just scooped you up into a bridal position, Walked to the edge of the engine, and jumped. You gave a yelp as you fell, and gripped onto him. Only to literally stand on the ground a second later. You just blinked there for a moment before Enmu cooed at you in his arms and you you narrowed your eyes.

"You're really pushing it."

"Hmhmhm.~ Oh I know.~ You're just so cute when You're angry.~"

"Put me down and keep those hands where I can see them."

Eventually you did wriggle free from his hold as he giggled like a maniac and held up his hands at your glare. There wasn't much to do until you're stomach rumbled again and he took that chance to ask if you wanted food still. You agreed and he lead you to a small cafe where you got a bowl of udon. Enmu's treat.

"I'm afraid we'll have to cut our rendezvous short today." You looked up from your bowl in question. "I wasn't joking when I said I had to complete backed up work today. What you saw back at my office was a result of my prolonged absence. It's chaotic. Usually it would make me happy to watch such stress but the Master wouldn't be pleased if he knew I didn't fix it. He might even take away my privileges to visit you. And we can't have that can we?"

"So you weren't just stalling time back there?" You blinked in realization. "You were actually serious about being busy with work?"

He nodded. "I left some of the Master's lab equipment in my room. I was just about to get it and return it before I send my monthly progress report to the Master."

"But... Isn't he away on business until November?"

"Oh yes. But he demands to be kept updated. He'll be upset if he reads I haven't been able to take care of things in said report. So once you're finished eating I'll be returning back with you to finish my work."

Your stomach slightly sunk. So soon?! But... What if Douma was still there? Maybe Douma wasn't there anymore. Maybe he already left because he couldn't find you. That would be good. Then it'd be safe to sneak back in your room. It seemed like you didn't have a choice anyways. Because right after you finished eating Enmu had you follow him back to the train station and then to a door attached to the side of the station and opened it to reveal a long dark hallway. You of course went through it and the door closed behind you. Down the long, LONG hall you went until you came out the other side and found yourself back in front of the Dwell. You paused. Blinked. Turned around to find the previous hall you walked through completely gone....And snapped back to Enmu as he chuckled again.

"I can't stay too long, but may I have the honor of escorting you to your room, My Lady?~" He asked offering his arm to you.

You rolled your eyes but allowed him to escort you back inside. Luckily you didn't see any signs of Douma inside on the docks or on the way back to your room or inside your room when Enmu kept his word and walked you to your room. You weren't taking any chances and poked your head inside your room with the full intention of running away again if he was still inside. He wasn't. Douma was no where to be seen but you were angry when you looked down and spotted a kinda frumpy pink box and a newer looking long box next to it left in the middle of the room. THAT RAINBOW EYED ASSHOLE STILL DIDN'T TAKE IT BACK AND WHAT WAS WITH THE NEW ONE!? You annoyed marched on over to the new box and almost knocked out the contents from how hard you ripped the lid open. And you're eyes bugged out at the sight of what else...Bon bons. That same chocolate candy you ordered be replaced and given back to Douma so there wouldn't be any confusion. When did he get you this?! WELL YOU WERE DONE WITH THIS!! Enmu blinked as you marched back out of your room with the boxes and back up the hallway. Fine then! If he wouldn't take it back then you'd give it away! You weren't going to keep it!

"Where are you going?"

"To deliver something important!" You didn't look back as you went over two halls to a specific door and knocked rather loudly annoyed. Eventually the door was answered by Gyutaro who looked surprised to see you standing there with the two boxes. "Hello, Gyutaro. Is Daki there? I have gifts for the two of you."

You no longer had to deal with those things anymore. Maybe THIS would finally send Douma the hint! Daki sure liked the pretty pink kimono that was inside and Gyutaro looked somewhat hungry when he saw you gave him some kind of food. They were better off given to the siblings anyhow. If Douma ended up becoming angry you gave them away then he couldn't argie about you gifting them to two people he cares about. You didn't know where those bonbons came from however and confronted the servant girl for more info.

"I delivered them to him just as you asked. H-H-He told me to give them back to you."

"Did he say anything else?"

"He uh....S-Says he sends it with ...love?''

You wanted to throw up. Well you wouldn't be bothered by them anymore now that all the gifts were gone. You couldn't find the lotus blossom comb anywhere however so you assumed Douma must've taken it with him or it had gotten lost. Either way not your problem anymore. You spent the rest of the day reading but remained wary on case Douma came knocking again. Thankfully he didn't show up but Rui came back from school just soon after and seemed fine. Eventually you allowed sleep to once again take you away to Dreamland and slowly the world slowly went black.

And then you were flying.

"Now what has happened here?" Yellow eyes turned to look at you. "Did yo-"

C R A C K!!

You were spinning out of control. Your foot launched in his head and causing wounds and damage. Tumbling and whirling until there was a splash and the both of you were in water. The man couldn't swim. He was going to die. You had to help him! You fished him out dragging him to the dry bank.

"Calm down now. You're alright. Breath slowly. Breath in through your nose and then out of your mouth. Like this. Watch me. Breath in....Now breath out like this. That's it. There you go. You'll be alright. Shh. Shh. You're safe here." A heartbeat sounded under his skin. "Oh...Happens again I see."

"You're beautiful....You fill my heart with joy...stay."

"I can't. There's someone else who needs my help. You're tired. Sleep now. You'll feel better once you let your body rest."

"I don't want to be alone now-"

"Hush now. You'll meet back with the others soon enough." A thumb rubbed circles into his cheek letting him give off a happy bird chirp. "Sleep."

"...I love you."

"I know."

A blue of running lead right back to where you were taken. Kaigaku and Rui were in danger.

"MOTHER!!"

A growl escaped your throat. Muscles tensed up and fangs were bared at the first one entered into Purple eyes's vision. The green one. The one that took her child. An adrenaline pump shot her forward. The green eyed demon never even saw it coming when a leg shot up at him in a kick that exploded his head and forward his headless body went tumbling along the ground until flumping onto the ground. Kaigaku was safe thank goodness. She hugged him in relief.

"That's you... isn't it?" A hand reached up to pat his head. "Hey! Knock it off! This is serious! What the hell happened to you-"

A wail of pain made both look up. The blue demon clutched a fist in pain as Rui ran towards you both.

"He bit me!"

"You idiot! You let the brat go just because of one bite?!"

"Mother!" Her form welcomed him with open arms. Thank gods he was safe.

Kaigaku stared at you like you'd gone crazy. "...Did he just call you mom? What the hell happened in the few weeks I've been gone?!"

"Enough of this! I'll finish this myself!!"

The lightning struck. Kaigaku got in the way. The lightning struck him as you yelled out but he came out unharmed.

"Impossible, impossible. How did you survive that attack?!"

"HA!! Did you really think a user of thunder breathing would be affected by lightning? I've stood in every storm there was gathering a resistance in order to perfect the electrons surging throughout my own body just like you use to harness yours! You can't hurt me with the same power."

"It blows away anything in its path. I recognize it from when they chased me down the mountain. You seem to be concerned about it."

"Fighting amongst each other saddens me. You know we don't have to fight. We only want the boy. That's all we've been trying to get. You can just let us collect him and we can part ways peacefully."

"Unfortunately for you I have no interest in leaving. And you've greatly annoyed me. Such things can't go unpunished." You growled in agreement.

"Good enough reason for me to cut you bastards down a peg!"

"So much for diplomacy. This is going on for too long! Aizetsu, take the brat! Karaku, the girl! AND BOTH OF YOU MAKE IT QUICK!!"

"BOTH OF YOU LISTEN TO ME!! I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON AND FRANKLY I DON'T CARE!! BUT RIGHT NOW WE'RE IN DEEP SHIT!! You can't survive against the one with the lightning rod but I can! If I can take care of him then the others won't be too hard afterwards! I need you to keep those other bastards off my back!!" HIs tail wrapped around your arm giving a trusting squeeze. "I don't know what's happening to you...but we'll figure it out later. But right now. Y/N!! RIP THEM A NEW ONE!!"

"Aizetsu! Karaku!"

The three of you split. Kaigaku charged at the red demon. Rui ran from your safety as the blue demon gave chase. The green demon had fully regenerated by now and both of you charged at each other to clash. You growled attempting to kick his side which he easily dodged with a duck.

"You're a wild one I'll give you that much!~" He didn't even see it coming as you were quickly able to strike raking your claws across his biceps making him yell out in pain and stumble back. "AAAAHHHAAAA!!" He regenerated almost immediately however. "Ahehe..AHAHAHAHA!! I didn't expect you to be that fast! Father was right when he said I'd like you!"

You attempted to claw his left shoulder next. He dodged and kicked you square in the back sending you spiraling to the ground. He was laughing like a maniac at this point only daring to give a smug grin and side summer sault to avoid you launching yourself at him which only resulted in yourself Landing on the ground again making him laugh.

"Well this is a first! I had a few girls throw themselves at me but never trying to attack me! You're the first one to do that! Bold...I like that in a woman.~"

An inhuman growl sounding like a snarling dog escaped her throat as she jumped to her feet. "You're disgusting!"

"Am I? I dunno. I'm told I actually have a more... sensual way to describe me.~" His eyes became half lidded. A hand pressed against his biceps before slowly trailing down his tone chest. A tongue licked his lips. "I do hope you like what you see as much as I like what I see.~ If not..then Im sure we cou-"

"Akaza's abs look better."

A glass shattering noise went off in the green eyed demons'head as he froze completely. Jaw opened in a smile and wide eyes staring at the deadpanned woman.

"...Wot?"

"Akaza's abs and muscles look SO much better than yours." She spoke bluntly with a deadpanned tone. "You're disgusting. You tried to kidnap me and my son and hurt people I care about. Enmu is a pervert and I'd rather have him touch me compared to you. Everyone else has a better personality and that's including Enmu. I'd rather talk to your brother, the one with wings because I think he's cuter. I just met you and I can tell you're a pervert, disgusting, annoying, wild and honestly..." Purple eyes narrowed as you spoke in the most blunt tone. " You're. NOT. My. Type."

The green eyed demon just continued to stare smiling widely in shock at what was just said to him eyes wide in shock at what was spoken to him. You took the chance to brace yourself and lunged forward. Your shoulder tackling him straight in his stomach and making him wheeze in surprise as you two tumbled until you both stopped. Karaku's eyes rolled around for a moment dizzy before refocusing and freezing at what greeted him. A firm knee was placed on his chest. Another foot held down his arm. A clawed hand grabbed his left horn as he stared deeply into scary red and purple eyes.

"You are hopeless. You know that? You could've killed or seriously hurt people without even thinking about others and you dare come up to me and act like I'll like you despite the fact that you might've hurt people that I care for...Tell me.." The face inched closer baring fangs. "If a woman had severely hurt your father or one of your brothers on purpose would you still pursue her? Or would you be so cold about their feelings that you just wouldn't care? Do you honestly think I would be with you with how you've treated me? Kidnapping. Endangering the lives of my loved ones. Fighting me. Tossing me around in the air. Being perverted to towards me.Treating me as nothing more than a object. ...can you even answer what I just asked you?"

"I..." He gulped down the lump in his throat. "I-I...d-didnt know?" That only made you snort annoyed at him as he shakily grabbed at the leg pinning his chest down with his free hand. ''i never... thought of... that?"

"Then I pity you. You're going to hurt someone someday doing something without thinking first." The hand clutching his horn left and instead closed his stuttering jaw. Making his look cross eyed at your hand. "You can talk a big game but you don't seem to back it up."

He blinked up at you... before smirking slowly. "Is that a challenge?~"

"Tch. Maybe. If you were actually polite maybe I would've liked you a little. But you're not and you're not a very good fighter." He froze as you ran a hand just under his eyes. "Although...I guess you're eyes are pretty. Green reminds me of spring..Such a beautiful color."

Bu-BUMP

"....Oh not again!"

"I know this sounds stupid..." He mumbled out dumbly. "But I want to kiss you so badly."

"Tch. Figures. But I'm still mad. So..." You growled at him. "I'm. Going. To. Beat. Your. ASS!!"

...He slowly smiled. "Best two out of three, Baby.~"

He managed to throw you off him then with a free hand and you two were back to half dodging half grappling each other until it ended with a stand Still as he held your arms back with surprising strength while cackling.

"Ahahaha! Reach farther girlie.~ You're almost reaching my face.~ This was fun.~ You nearly got me a few times and I haven't gotten a work out like this in a while.~ You should feel honored. Aw.~ You don't have any openings or weak points to hit.~ Haha. Maybe if you apologize and give me a make up kiss I'll be nice an-"

C R A C K!!

He never got to finish that sentence when you delivered a low kick to him. Green eyes nearly bulged out of his skull. A sound of a dying man's pride left his throat. His knees buckled. His grip loosened. And he fell to the ground curling in on himself.

"...T-That..... was....a cowardly move..."

You hissed in annoyance at him before kicking some dirt on the groaning form. Before pausing and snapping your head at a whimper. .... Someone was in trouble. You took off towards that noise. You didn't find anyone you recognized but you did find the blue eyed demon from before in the fetal position whimpering. What happened to him?

"I'm sorry....I love you..."

"I'm sure they love you too." A soothing hand touched his face. The cramped, tightened muscles almost relaxing as it did so. Aster flowers filling what little oxygen he was able to get. "You're hurt." He was clutching his hand. That was the hand Rui bit. You forced him to open the clenched fist with a whimper to examine the wound. "This looks like a spider bite but even a tarantula couldn't be big enough to leave THIS big of a wound....Oh no." He whimpered as something skimmed over the wound on his hand. "Rui." There was a hitch in his breath. "Shh. Shh. Don't worry. You'll be alright. I'm NOT going to let you die." You picked him up bridal style and ran back the way you came."You're going to be alright. Just hang in there for a little bit longer. Breath with me. Breath in through your nose and out of your mouth in deep slow breaths. You need to relax your body to slow the effects."

Rui was with a shocked looking Kaigaku and that harpy demon from before tangled up in his wen and beheaded.

"Mother, why are you carrying that demon? It's a little too late for me to be torturing him considering he's not going to survive past another hour or so. But I can still slice him to pieces however if you oh so wish-"

"NO!" You pulled the almost unconscious demon up from Rui's hands. "Rui, you poisoned him!"

"Yes. I already mentioned that. Honestly I'm a little surprised he hasn't died as of yet, usually it doesn't take so long for someone to die from the Spider Clan's venom, but he must hold a lot more power than I thought if his body's able to fight it. Hm. In fact, it probably won't kill him. He could just sleep it off and be fine the next morning."

"Rui. You better have an antidote for this."

"Of course I do. It would be stupid if I didn't in case something went bad."

"Well then what is it?!"

"Are you telling me to heal this man?..Mother. I thought you knew better than tha-AH!!"

You didn't have time for this so you grabbed his ear and tugged hard. "Rui Ayaki! You better do as I say young man! Haven't I told you hurting people because they anger you is wrong?! Self defense is one thing but when you do it deliberately that just makes you as bad as them! Now are you going to tell me the antidote or am going to have to give you a harsher punishment?!"

"Ok! Ok! Ok! I will I will! Just please let go!" You did and he rubbed his ear. "Hmph! I don't see why you'd want to heal him-"

"Rui!"

"I have a counter venom. If I bite him a second time with the different venom it'll go through his bloodstream and eliminate the original deadly venom he first received. He might feel exhausted afterwards but he should be fine considering his body is doing a good job countering the venom by itself anyways."

"Do it."

"W-What?"

"Bite him again and cure him. NOW! And untie that man behind you this instant! I didn't drag him out of a lake for him to die either!"

"... Alright Mother. If that's what will please you, but if they try anything else I won't hesitate to kill without mercy."

The harpy man was instantly dropped and Rui grabbed the blue eyed demons hand. His fangs enlarged and he bit down into the flesh. And the demon in your arms shrieked.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

The harpy returned his head to his body and gladly accepted his brother to cradle the blue demon in his arms with concern on his face as he whimpered.

"T-T-This is the most u-unbareable pain I-Ive ever been in."

You rubbed the blue demon's head in guilt and the harpy gave a dove coo at your actions. "I never knew demons could make those sounds." You then rubbed the Harpy's cheek.

"Just me feather.~ And they're all for you.~ What fortune that two of us would be saved by such a beautiful woman on the same day.~"

"I think I've fallen quite hard and I can't get back up without you.~"

"Y/n. Let's GO now before those other bastards come back!! That red eyed assholes gonna find his head eventually and that pervert won't be gone forever!"

"I agree. I won't have enough venom to take care of all of them. We should flee while we still have time to."

"Nnnooooo. Stay with me I beg you. *sniff* I love you."

"Technically I called dibs first. But we can share if that makes my baby brother feel better."

"LIKE HELL YOU ARE!!" YOU were then yanked back by Kaigaku. "SHE'S TAKEN!! M. I. N. E. TAKEN! AND IT'LL BE A COLD DAY IN HELL BEFORE THE LOT OF YOU ALL SEDUCE HER FROM ME!!"

"You're being dramatic, Kaigaku. There's no more danger anyways so why don't you just let u-"

BUM

That wasn't Kyogai. It was a monster made of wood. A dragon shot out from the darkness towards you both. Kaigaku reacted before you could pushing you and Rui out of the way before he was snatched up in the monster's mouth.

"KAIGAKU!!!"

Kaigaku screamed out in pain as you only helplessly watched him be dangled by his sword arm. Oh no. Kaigaku couldn't fight if his sword was in that thing's mouth!!

"MOTHER!! LOOK O-"

B U M

BANG-!!!

The earth exploded under you. One of those wooden monsters unsheathed from right under your feet and snatched Rui away with a scream. You tumbled head over heels tumbling to the ground before you got up and bared your fangs at the new brother.

H I S S!!!

"Must you both always be the ones that need help the most? I swear it's so dam annoying."

The harpy laughed. "Hey baby brother. You arrived just on time to have fun!"

"*sigh* It's always games with you and Karaku." He then looked at you. "A woman? Tch. Don't tell me it took you so long because Karaku was distracted by a pretty face again...Where is that idiot anyways?"

"Haha! He was blown away quite far and I think Sekido lost his head again."

"'Again?' Gods above you four are as incompetent as a headless chicken! Fine then. I'll fix this."

Him! HE was the one controlling the dragons. You had to get him to free the others. You charged teeth and claws bared-

BUM

Everything went silent. Went dark. You felt suddenly lightheaded. Your body Sumner salted and landed painfully in a heap in the dark silence and there you laid. Motionless and dazed. Eventually you slowly regained feeling in your head and your eyes slowly blinked open. A ringing was in your ears. Your vision was a bit blurry. And there was a distant sound of crying. You growled. A purple clawed hand reached up and gripped a nearby fallen tree branch. Veins bunched up in your body as you stood. Your enemy had stupidity turned his back to you. AND YOU WERE GOING TO. MAKE. HIM. PAY. Without him looking she surged forward, branch shoved out like a lance.

C R A C K!!!

The demon froze as the branch impaled his chest with a hiss escaping your throat. Your nails digging through the dark to infuse it with your blood.

BLOOD DEMON ART

The branch bloated up creaking.

FLORA BOMB

B O O M!!

A massive explosion went off. Blood went everywhere. Brothers shrieked and coward away at the strong smell of orange lilies. There wasn't any screams as Zohakuten disappeared partially. No sounds. No complaints. Just ...BOOM. And he was gone. Mostly. Blood dropped everywhere, including sprayed all over her body. In her claws was the smoldering remains of a branch which smelt strongly of smoke and orange lilies. And there Zohakuten laid in a state of shock. Everything half his chest down gone in a flash, surrounding him was splinters of wood and blood splatters. The woods remained silent other than the sounds of crying and more curses from a furious samurai still up in the air-

"M O T H E R!! MOTHER, IT HURTS!! MAKE IT STOP!!"

....

THUD-

What was left of the branch was chucked aside as slow footsteps made their way slowly towards the wooden serpent holding the child. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Golden and Blue eyes wide turned their heads following the slow walking of the woman as she slowly, slowly walked no...She LIMPED, SLIGHTLY SWAYING as she stopped in front of the particular before pausing....And then slowly looking up at the beast. She seemed to silently think... Before in one motion thick purple arms shot down and each hand embedded within the flesh of her thighs dragging down slightly enough to stain her hands a red.

BLOOD DEMON ART

Claws were held back up, stained red and the blood literally dripping off in the shapes of rose petals emitting a dangerous Floral scent.

PERFUMED SLASHES

C R A C K-

The wooden serpant shrieked in pain as your claws dug into it's barked flesh before ripping out a piece. Then another piece. Then another piece. Then another piece. Then another piece. Then another piece. Then another piece. Then another piece. Then an-

C R A C K!!!

Your middle exploded. Red sprayed everywhere from your body. Your knees buckled. And you fell to the ground with a thud.

"I had enough of this. It's just a girl and stupid child! AND IM TIRED OF YOUR INTERFERENCE!!"

You coughed. Blood came out. You shook violently...and then everything went black-

You gasped out. Sitting up in the darkness and throwing off the blankets that covered you. Silence rang out other than your pants as you looked around your darkened room. Your face covered in sweat dripping down your face.

"....I need to talk to Enmu!"

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substituted-shinigami · 1 year

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Hearthstone (RenRuki)

AO3

Characters: Rukia and Renji

Rating: G

Genre: Humor/Fluff/Crack

Chapter Summary: When you Konsou a Soul Reaper, they get sent back to wherever they consider their “home” to be in Soul Society. But where truly is one’s home?

Author’s Note: So originally I wanted to do a comic for Renji’s birthday, but things got busy and so it didn’t pan out. Luckily, I dug through my WIP and found this silly, little drabble that I think you all will still like! So “Happy Belated Birthday” Renji Abarai and please enjoy!

Non-canon but sort of canon adjacent? It’s inspired by this post, which discusses what might happen when you konsou/soul burial a soul reaper.

Back when the Advance Team traveled to the World of the Living, or more accurately, Ichigo’s bedroom, they had a tendency towards…minor disagreements. One such minor disagreement led to a minor scuffle which was only resolved when Matsumoto slapped the hilt of her sword upon Ikkaku’s shiny bald head and, pop, he was gone. It was all very funny in Rukia’s expert opinion.

That said, it confused Ichigo an awful lot, so she had to explain to him that a shinigami could one, be Konsou’ed or soul buried, and two, when they were, they were sent back to wherever they considered their “home” to be. Due to all that occurred after that, between the Arrancar attack, the Winter War, and eventually the Fullbringer incident, she assumed Ichigo had forgotten all about it. He had not.

Something she learned the hard way, when she decided to push him just a little too far with her teasing and the next thing she knew, pop, she was back in Soul Society.

At first she was simply pissed. However that annoyance turned immediately to embarrassment when she realized where she was. She was in the Kuchiki manor, which made sense. What made less sense was what she was doing on Renji’s lap.

Turns out Renji had come to the manor to give Byakuya, who was home sick with the flu, an update on this week's reports, and she had just interrupted their meeting…by appearing on Renji’s lap. After bowing several embarrassed apologies, she left.

What was slightly more strange, was the next place she appeared. She had been arguing with Ichigo about her way too large World of the Living manga stash (she always bought more “extremely embarrassing” manga whenever she visited or was on mission, and then proceeded to accidentally leave them in his room to be found by his family later) when, pop, there she was back in Soul Society, funnily enough, with all her manga. Rukia steamed!

“Oh, there you are! I was coming to see if you had gotten back yet, but they told me you weren’t due to return till tonight,” A familiar voice above her said. Rukia looked up and saw Renji leaning over her. She was on his lap again.

“Ah! Renji?! Where?!” She looked around frantically and saw that she had arrived in the Thirteenth Division, “HUH?!”

“Yeah, looks like you got konsou’ed again," Renji responded casually as she scrambled off his lap, "Was it Ichigo? What did you do to him this time? Force him to read all your manga?”

“No, no, he was mad because he thought my stash was getting too big and that he was running out of closet space. Also, his family kept finding it and were starting to ask him embarrassing questions, so he forced me to go back with it," she looked around again after she had stood up, "Why am I at the Thirteenth though?”

Renji shrugged while picking up one of the manga, “Who knows? While I usually get sent to my living quarters, I do end up at my division from time to time. I guess in a way, our divisions are our homes.”

“Yeah, I guess…” Rukia replied slowly as she turned towards him, “Renji, have…have you been Konsou’ed recently?”

“Hmm?” Renji asked, as he flipped through the volume, “Uh no, I don’t think so. Not since my time at the Eleventh. Why?”

“Just…Just wondering…” she said as she eyed him thoughtfully.

Finally, after the Thousand Year Blood War, it happened one more time. She and Renji were having a philosophical debate on the character Ichigo played in their movie series Maid Cop, when the next thing they knew, pop pop, they were both back in Soul Society, lying in each other’s arms.

“I guess I can’t deny it now,” Rukia murmured softly as she reached up to touch Renji’s cheek, “With you, I am home.”

“Yeah,” Renji agreed fondly as he returned her soft gaze and softer touch, “Yeah, I think it’s safe to say that checks out.”

“If you two wouldn’t mind,” Byakuya stated sternly, “Could you PLEASE GET OFF MY DESK?!”

#bleach #renruki #renji abarai #rukia kuchiki #konsou #part of the We Can't All Be Winners series of oneshots #wcabw #I had a lot of fun writing this one!

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aeoki · 4 months

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Blackjack - Santa Will Not Come: Chapter 4

Location: Yumenosaki Garden Terrace Kitchen| Characters: Natsume Season: Autumn

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ< The next day, after school. Yumenosaki Academy – Garden Terrace Kitchen. >

Natsume: HmM?

I sEE. As usuAL, the magician from “Trickstar” who’s now the new student council president is still lenient on yOU – or rather, everyone iS.

You made quite a big fumble during the planning for “Tanabata Fest” so I figured they’d be wary of you and there might be some issuES.

But it seems they accepted your proposal for “Star Fest” this year without any criticiSM. Very goOD, very goOD ♪

Ɨ ŧħȺnꝁ ɏøᵾ, Łɨŧŧłɇ Ꝁɨŧŧɇn – føɍ đȺnȼɨnǥ ɨn ŧħɇ ᵽȺłm øf mɏ ħȺnđ.

HmM? It’s not like you did it for me, you sAY?

That sort of old hot-and-cold tsundere attitude isn’t popular anymore, you knOW?

Affection should be conveyed in a straight-forward mannER.

HuH? You say you don’t have any particular affection for mE?

How coldhearted of yoU. And here I aM, so open with my love for you, Little KittEN…♪

…You don’t respond to such suggestive lines anymoRE. How boriNG. AhH, I see that naivety you had when I first met you is nowhere to be found nOW.

HeheHE. WeLL, all jokes asiDE, it seems things are proceeding exactly as I had expected in generAL.

We’ll resist and overturn the “big wave” ES is forcibly trying to creaTE.

…It may seem like an illogical plan but the least we can do is to pick up the people who have suffered an unexpected defeAT.

I no longer wish to stay silent and watch the potential sprouts be picked oFF – like what happened during the summer “Bon FestivAL”.

No. It’s “Switch’s” job to protect those who are sent flying from the passing of histoRY.

RecentLY, that Shaggy Four-Eyes has been busy managing the agency and tends to put this sort of thing on the backburnER, but who we are at our core won’t change no matter whAT.

Magic exists in order to bestow hope upon those who are crushed by realiTY.

I think you made the right choice to share your concerns with us this time, Little KittEN.

You feel it too, don’t yOU? The world we live in is gradually transforming into an unknown entity with ES at the centRE.

Everything is different nOW – It’s not like last year where we could spend our days peacefully in a miniature garden called YumenosaKI.

This world is definitely following ES’ ideology and its principlES – it’s trying to transform into a world created by idoLS, for idoLS.

We’re currently in the transition periOD. Disorder is bound to happen in such perioDS. We’ll ride this wave of disorder and create a safe shelter for the people who cannot adapt to the ever-changing worLD.

I’d love to have your heLP. As repaymeNT, I’ll always lend an ear to your troublES.

HmM? You wonder if this was the right thing to dO?

HehEH. It’s the job of a fortune-teller and pro-wrestler to tell the inquirer, “Of course it is. Don’t hesitate and go forwaRD – Go and you’ll understaND.”

Let’s think of the other perspectiVE. Just like what happened with this year’s sports festival and school trIP, ES also tried to dabble into the proposal for “Star Fest”, rigHT?

It seems ES is completely treating Yumenosaki as if they’re a subsidiary of ES.

They naturally tried to get involved through the “P-Association” during the planning phaSE.

The content they presented for “Star Fest” was a total prelude for “SS” – It was like the eve of the “SS” festivAL.

All of the Yumenosaki students will celebrate and send off the idols who are to take part in the “SS” Main StaGE. It’s exactly the same as last year’s “Star FeST”.

In other worDS, it was supposed to be another send-off party for the idols taking part in the “SS” Main StaGE.

But you rejected their intentioNS.

You redid the proposal and turned it into a peaceful event where everyone gets to stand on staGE – They become Santa to make people smiLE.

NaturalLY, ES sees your actions as you ignoring their intentioNS, so they wouldn’t be pleased with thAT. It’s possible that you may have some strong winds blowing your way in the futuRE.

For exampLE, they may not protect you when an outsider attacks yOU.

WeLL, you wouldn’t even need to think about what happened during the school trIP. It seems ES has been a bit too overprotective of yOU… It feels as though you were given special treatment all this tiME.

You could say your current relationship with them is finally a normal and healthy oNE.

But despite how much you’ve achieved at Yumenosaki last yeAR, you are definitely loved by the current major ES idoLS – Open favouritism will provoke antipatHY.

The ones who weren’t satisfied with that was the “Peace ParTY” – the group of individuals who have been causing you trouble this year, rigHT?

WeLL, your steady hard work paid off and it seems your relationship with them has currently improvED.

But you’re not the best of friends yet, rigHT?

There will be more secret feuds between you and others in the same traDE, including other producers from the “Peace Party” in the futuRE.

You should give up on that aspeCT – Or rather, prepare yourseLF.

It’s a dog-eat-dog world out theRE. The world has always been a competition to see who’s the fitteST, ever since we were bacteria floating in the sEA, and it’ll continue like that in the future as weLL.

And you’ll need power in order to come out on top of this competitiON. It’s a sad realiTY.

The current you is certainly trying to obtain that powER.

Your position of being the most loved “producer” will definitely bring forth an immense power in this era for yOU.

It’s up to you how you use that powER.

I’d like you to use that power to do what we dO – to save people crushed by the “big waVE”.

But goodwill and benevolence is not to be forced upon, rigHT?

HmM? You’re not an amazing person like we are and you don’t have those wild ambitions in mind, either, you sAY?

I knOW. You always have your sights on the things in front of you instead of the bigger things like history or the worLD.

This tiME, you went against ES’ intentions and altered the proposal for “Star Fest” for it is your goal to locate your missing frieND.

And that friend is called Hitsugi Kurone… rigHT?

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Aur right Miss Rin, I WANNA KNOW when u became a Stay. You honestly give Stay since Debut vibes (especially w/ ur love of Levanter) but I am often Wrong saur...

I, personally, only became a Stay in April 2021. My friends peer-pressured me into changing my pfp on Discord to Felix and I was like "He's actually p cute.. what group is he from?" and the rest is history. Now I'm the #1 Yeni Lover and Awkward Silence Enthusiast.

I also dragged my mom into this mess too in June 2021 (she's Felix biased with Chan as a bias wrecker and she also loves Hyunjin, Han, & Seungmin too). She went to the concert with me, so we both witnessed the infamous:

"Felix!!! Take me, Felix!!!" -Han Jisung; July 14, 2022

She laughed, I was absolutely Going Insane in the seat next to her with the thought: "The sub!skz council must know abt this"

ANYWAYS

Bonus Question: What's your favorite random Skz song? Can be a title track, b-side, solo, duet, trio, sub-unit, player, record, cover, etc.

Bonus BONUS Question: What's your favorite "era" for each member? For me, it's:

Chan - Miroh or Yellow Wood

Minho: Levanter (specifically all these looks⬇️ the satin(?) shirts with the sheer ascots)

Changbin: Go Live

Hyunjin: Oddinary

Han: I am Who?

Felix: Noeasy

Seungmin: 5-star

Jeongin: Maxident

hello my dearest pink! please the way u got into skz is killing me…lix is the most dangerous gateway drug huh 😭 what drew u to yeni? im wondering if back door being their most recent cb at the time had anything to do w it bc i think he shone so much in that era <3

i am unfortunately not a debut stay ㅠ but i’m kinda honored i give off that vibe hehe i got into skz in january 2019! my friend had been trying to get me into kpop for so long but i just never clicked w any groups she showed me…then one day i came across the name “stray kids” on twt and it stood out to me bc i thought it was cool! so i checked out i am you and immediately fell in love…my friend was so mad LOL. miroh will always hold a special place in my heart bc it was not only my first comeback w skz but their first win too!!

it’s so cute that u got ur mother into them too!! she has good taste 😼 I REMEMBER WHEN U SENT UR ASK ABT THAT LMAOO little did she know the absolute illness that unleashed on us all…a moment in sub skz history

hmm if im understanding the question right u mean just any random song out of their discography? if that’s the case i’ll go w silent cry! how abt u?

i agree so much abt lino’s levanter styling…the soft sweaters n silk shirts they had him in made him look so so angelic 😞 i’m a bit indecisive so i probably cant settle on just one era for each member heh

chan - i am you/go live

lino - levanter/i am who

binnie - miroh/go live

hyune - i am who/levanter

jisung - miroh/5 star

felix - yellow wood/oddinary

seungmo - 5 star/maxident

innie - maxident/in life

#ask #pink #in retrospect me getting into skz bc of i am you was like a preview of the way levanter would alter the course of my life forever #i am you is like her little sister to me…

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Renjun Vs Haechan - Part 4 / 5

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It has been over a day, there was no sign of Daegal anywhere. As well no progress on getting dirt on YangYang on Renjun and Haechan new alliances.

The angry Chenle, seeing how slow the investigation. He decided to take things into his own hands, which happens to be in favour of Haechan and Renjun case in getting YangYang back.

Let’s see what chaos Chenle has caused…

YangYang: Hyuck and Renjun! Please I beg of you, don’t tell Eomma. I stole the dog, I will get killed big time!

Renjun: You need to do something for us

Now you all wondering, why is YangYang begging. Let’s rewind to the night before, the whole thing started

Back at Haechan and Renjun Chat

Today 21:00

Renjun🌱: Ughhh, this no use we still haven’t got dirt on YangYang!

Renjun🌱: He covered his track so well!

Haechan🐻: Either we have someone, who is afraid of YangYang or Somone mistaken him for a sheep

Renjun🌱: It’s the name, Eomma warned uncle ten not to name him that

Renjun🌱: I don’t know, who is worse you or him…

Haechan🐻: At least my victims, respect me and not scared that is the difference

Renjun🌱: Hmm shore hyuckie respect

Back at Dream Chat

Chenle💰: YOU GUYS ARE SO USELESS! Why hasn’t Daegal returned yet!!

Jaemin🐰: Sweetie, calm down. We are all trying!

Jeno🐶: With this attitude, I don’t think we should help…

Chenle💰: SHUT IT OLD MAN! THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!

Chenle💰: WORSE COME TO WORSE! I will make jisung dress up as Daegal as substitute

Jisung🚀: Hey! I didn’t agree to dress up as your dog!

Chenle💰: Well get on finding my baby! You won’t have to do it

Jaemin🐰: Okay, another question why is Mark sitting in the living room like a stature…

Jisung🚀: Mark hyung said, he got attacked by the devil and is not hyuckie

Renjun🌱: I told Mark, many many times not to go hang out with his bestie house. This always happens…

Haechan🐻: Why didn’t you put a tracker on the dog? That’s like a such a rookie mistake to do

Chenle💰: HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW! Someone dared to touch Daegal!

Renjun🌱: He has a point, Lele guard that dog like a hawk…

Haechan🐻: Just check your CCTV camera whatever spy stuff you have

Jaemin🐰: You installed cameras? Without my permission

Chenle💰: HYUCK SHUT YOUR MOUTH! And also thanks, definitely no cctv camera whatsoever

Few mins later…

Chenle💰: EOMMA! TAKE ME TO UNCLE TEN HOUSE! IT THAT SHEEP BOY AGAIN!!

Jaemin🐰: Woah! Let’s not jump into conclusions

Chenle💰: I SAW IT WITH MY OWN EYES! Which someone sent me of course ahem

Renjun🌱: Hyuckie and I can accompany you! Right hyuckie?

Haechan🐻: Oh yes! Definitely

Chenle💰: Stop hesitating and get the car going and take me there! Or else I will drive there myself

Jaemin🐰: Jeno take the kids to Uncle Ten house

Jeno🐶: Hey why me? You the mother!

Jaemin🐰: As the mother, I ask politely to take the kids to uncle ten house

Jeno🐶: Sorry no can do! I’m trying to make Mark speak and he kept on hugging me. So you have do it

Jaemin🐰: I always get the bad vibes, when I go around his house without doyoung hyung around

Chenle💰: Well chop chop! My baby is in need of rescue

A 15 mins car journey ride…

Without knocking Chenle immediately barged into the house. Demanding where is Daegal is, follow along with renjun and Haechan.

Chenle: WHERE IS DAEGAL!!

The loud shout, startled Kun and Xiaojun who is chilling in the living room

Kun: Lele, did you lose Daegal?

Xiaojun: P-please don’t hurt me! We have no dog here whatsoever

Chenle: CUT THE ACT! Where is YangYang! HE STOLE MY DOG!!

Kun: YangYang? He barely left his room! It can’t be him

With chenle shouting, the not so happy Ten stomped down the stairs asking what the noise is about.

Ten: Oh gosh it’s that werid child, Nana take him away! He is so noisy

Jaemin: Hyung, my child lost his dog and insisted that it is here….

Ten: We don’t own dogs here, just cats you looked at the wrong place hun. Now begone, I need my beauty sleep

Xiaojun: 3 in the afternoon?

Ten: Son? You have a problem..?

Xiaojun: No Eomma…

Before Ten has a chance, to shoot chenle and Jaemin away. He heard barking noise coming from YangYang room.

Ten: What was that?

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ridiasfangirlings · 7 years

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AliHida height swap, Akiyama is the tall giant while Hidaka is perfectly of average height. How does that affect their relationship in general? (Can also be due the effect of a strain)

I like the idea ofthis being a Strain effect because imagine Akiyama being unexpectedlypleased by his new height while Hidaka’s all ‘….so this is whatit’s like not having to duck when you walk through a door.’ When theStrain first hits them I think everyone else is suddenly surprised byhow short Hidaka is now that he’s Akiyama’s height, like normallyAkiyama’s so calm and authoritative that most of the cast has neverrealized how short he really is (until I had to look it up for an askonce I had no idea that not only is Akiyama shorter than Fushimi buthe’s actually the third shortest member of the squad, ahead of onlyEnomoto and Fuse). Now that the much less intimidating Hidaka hasAkiyama’s height he just seems really short, like are you sure youand Akiyama switched heights because I don’t think Akiyama was thatshort, Benzai probably has to verify because he knows Akiyama’s exactheight. Meanwhile Akiyama is now twice as intimidating andauthoritative as a tall giant, and is also surprisingly pleased byhow easy it is to reach the high shelves.

I can see thisbeing a bit weird for their relationship, like Hidaka’s actually alittle disappointed that he can’t rest his chin on Akiyama’s headanymore and he misses being able to just wrap himself entirely aroundAkiyama like he used to. Akiyama I could see being suddenly a lotmore awkward about his secret dom tendencies, like he’s already a biton edge about them and tends to go from 'lick my boots’ to 'oh dear Ididn’t tie the knots too tight did I let me get you some cream forthe rope burn’ but now that he’s taller he feels like it’sjust…mean to be tying Hidaka up and making him beg. Alsoimagine that usually Akiyama complains about Hidaka being taller thanhim (at least in part because since Hidaka’s so tall he’s one of thefew alphabet boys who’s noticed that Akiyama’s a little on theshor…perfectly average height end of things and so Hidaka sometimeslikes to tease Akiyama a bit about his height) but secretly he ratherlikes being held by his giant boyfriend and fitting so nicely againsthim, and now he feels all awkward and giant and clumsy.

#Akiyama Himori #Hidaka Akira #AkiHida #Talking K #hmm I wonder who sent this :P #I seriously never realized Akiyama was so short until I had an ask abt basketball AU #for some reason I used to think Saru was the shortest S4 boy?#but yes Akiyama is small and cute and will step on you #I imagine he hates drawing attention to how short he is and is mildly embarrassed by it

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Equal

dom!Tommy Shelby x sub!reader

Tommy Shelby believes in women’s equality. So it only makes sense that you do equal the amount of work in the bedroom, right?

This is about to be fucking filthy, so have fun you wonderful freaks! Inspired by Tommy’s speech in Season 2 about women’s rights. I also want to dedicate this to one of my favorite authors, @earlgreydream. Grey is the one who got me watching Peaky Blinders in the first place and she writes THE BEST smut and fluff and angst for Tommy and a ton of other characters.

This is an NSFW preference for a female reader with the character Tommy Shelby of the show Peaky Blinders. This work contains smut and mature language and should not be read by those under 18 (or the age of majority in your locale). As a writer, I will attempt to make accurate warnings for each of my fics, however I cannot guarantee that I will identify each and every sensitive topic. My works regularly contain swearing, allusions to/mentions of sex, and canon level violence.

Warnings Include (but are not limited to):

A bit of 1920’s misogyny

Use of whore in a non-sexual way

Swearing

dom!Thomas Shelby

sub!reader

degradation/humiliation

dumbification

Tommy is mean

light impact play

Oral sex (male receiving)

Masturbation (female)

Vouyerism (Tommy watches)

P in V, unprotected sex

DISCLAIMER: This, like the series, takes place in the 1920’s, which was a time when misogyny was rampant and women’s rights were just beginning to take shape. I do not condone misogyny, and I vigorously support women’s rights. This is purely a work of fiction.

Please read at your own discretion and consume your fanfiction responsibly.

pirrini = sweetheart

komli = lovely

“What the fuck, Tommy?” you slammed the door to his office behind you, rage building in your chest. He whirled on you, eyes wide, but you were too far gone to heed the warning look he was shooting you. “One minute you’re spouting some bullshit rhetoric about how women are equal and all that, and the next you tell me in front of your brothers to shut the hell up and go back to the kitchen.”

“You were being an insolent brat,” he shook his finger at you, only stoking your rage.

“Dammit, you weren’t listening to me! You can’t double cross Solomons, it will ruin the name of the Peaky Blinders and we will have nothing.”

“I was listening, (y/n), and if you’d shut your fucking whore mouth long enough to listen you would have heard me clearly. I’m not doing anything yet, I’m considering all my options, alright. Including yours,” he was breathing heavily now.

You couldn’t help but laugh, “The great Tommy Shelby everybody! You say you think women are equal but the second I inconvenience you I become a whore, is that it?”

“Well maybe you should start pulling your weight around here, doll, and then there wouldn’t be having this conversation would we?”

Your jaw dropped, “Pulling my weight? Pulling my fucking weight? Oh, go to hell Thomas Shelby. Lately I’ve been more useful than Arthur, Polly, and Curly combined and you fucking know it.”

“Fine, maybe you pull your weight out there, but what about upstairs, hmm?”

“What are you going on about now?”

“You said you want to be equal, right? Well if you want to feel equal, honey, you’re going to have to work just as hard as me.”

“Oh bugger off,” you started to storm out of the room, but you were stopped dead in your tracks when Tommy’s hand clamped down on your wrist.

You wanted to tell him to let go of your fucking wrist, but when you turned your head, his face was mere inches from yours.

“How many times have I gotten you off, hmm? And everytime, every fucking time you just lay there and let me do all the work, huh?” his raspy whisper sent shivers down your spine, the smell of Irish whiskey painting his breath. “Lay on the bed while I fuck you silly? Well not anymore. If you want to be equal, you can be equal.”

His fingers dug into your skin as he pulled you around his desk. He released you as he sat down, but his eyes froze you in place. Your tongue darted out to wet your lips as he settled into his chair, legs spreading comfortably. Although he was sitting, his presence still towered over you.

“On your knees, doll. It’s time for you to put in some equal work.”

You swallowed hard as you sunk to your knees, the rough wood pressing into your knees through your trousers. Tommy looked down at you, looking like a king on a throne, and you couldn’t help but bat your lashes at him.

“What’re you waiting for? Get it out,” he ordered, nodding at the slight bulge in his pants, and you scrambled to undo them. It only took you a few seconds and it felt like forever, but you finally freed Tommy’s semi-hard cock from his pants.

You wet your lips again before leaning in to give it the lightest of kisses on the head, then proceeding to kiss all the way down to his balls before licking back up the shaft, following the line of the thick vein that ran there.

As you worked, you waited for his rough fingers to tangle in your hair, to take control and use you like he always did, like you secretly craved. But it never came. As his dick hardened in your mouth, you looked up to see him looking the pinnacle of poise and relaxation as he watched you.

“Equal work” his words echoed in your mind. He was serious about you doing the work, but you both knew who was in charge.

It wasn’t long before your jaw was sore and your neck muscles were beginning to cramp. Drool and tears ran down your chin freely as you worked, impaling your throat on his cock over and over again. Finally you felt his legs tense under your grip and you knew he was close.

You set a faster pace, gagging and tearing up as his cock abused the back of your throat, all at your own discretion. Finally he began to cum beneath you, but you didn’t dare slow down or stop as you swallowed his release.

Eventually you released him with a soft pop, sitting back on your heels to look at him and wipe your mouth. You took a moment to try and wipe up your tears and saliva, but Tommy only laughed.

“Don’t think I’d let you off that easy, do you?”

You furrowed your brows at him, and he chuckled again, leaning forward to grip your jaw harshly.

“When I fuck you, how many times to I make you cum?”

“Uh…”

You didn’t answer fast enough, and you were punished by a light slap across your cheek. It stung a bit, you knew Tommy well enough to know it was a warning.

“Three, or four,” you winced, hoping it was the right answer. See, sometimes you were bratty and Tommy didn’t think you deserved any orgasms, other times he decided to overwhelm you with everything he had, not stopping until your brain had turned to mush and you were shivering underneath him, his name the only left in your head. But on average, three or four was normal.

“I’m feeling generous, three it is then.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re going to strip down and give yourself three orgasms before I even think about letting you leave this room. If you’re good, then I might let you use my cock for your third one.”

You couldn’t help but clench your thighs together at his filthy words. As soon as he nodded his head, you were on your feet, stripping bare before him in the middle of his office. It wasn’t anything new, he’d fucked you over his desk so many times you secretly wondered how he could look at it and still get any work done.

But this felt different somehow, even more exciting than the first time he’d taken you over the wood. When you finally stood naked before him, he pointed to an armchair that sat in the corner of his office.

“You’re going to sit there and touch yourself until I’m satisfied with your work.”

You settled yourself into the chair before letting your legs fall open. You wasted no time in getting your hands to the wet spot between your legs, collecting some of the arousal on your fingers and beginning to massage the area. It wasn’t long before soft whimpers and pants were falling from your lips, head thrown back against the chair.

“Look at me, lovely,” Tommy ordered, and your head immediately shot up to find him. He’d lit a cigarette that was now perched between his plump lips, his fingers templed in front of him as he watched you with analytical fascination.

“Now, that’s not quite how I do it, is it?”

You shook your head no vigorously.

“Why don’t you put that other hand to good use and give those pretty tits some attention,” he winked your way. Your non-dominant hand came up to tweak one of your nipples, and you saw him grin.

The tension in your belly began to grow and you could feel your orgasm coming to a head. As your breathing quickened along with your hands, your eyes found his.

“May I please cum, sir?” you asked. One thing you’d learned from your time with Tommy is that cumming without permission was a capital offence in his book and you’d paid heavily for it in the past.

He took a slow drag on his cigarette, tapping the ash out over the crystal tray on his desk. The orgasm grew closer and closer and you were growing desperate. A high whine left your lips, drawing his attention your way once more.

“Alright then, cum,” he said flippantly. Your orgasm barrelled over you and you moaned loudly as your hand continued to work, pushing you past pleasure. As you came down, your hand began to slow and your chest heaved as you caught your breath.

“And what do you think you’re doing now?” Tommy narrowed his eyes at you.

“Stopping, for just a second. M’so sensitive.”

He grinned cruelly before putting out his cigarette. “No stopping, love. You’ve got one more to go before you earn my cock.”

Reluctantly you placed your hand back over your heated sex, wincing at bit as you came in contact with your overstimulated clit, but you didn’t dare disobey Tommy. Your sounds were louder this time around, fingers squelching as you moved them along your folds.

“Why don’t you pinch those nipples for me again. I know how much that makes you drip.”

You did as he asked, torturing the sensitive buds and gasping when you let go. Your second orgasm was building now, and the sight of Tommy fisting his cock in his hand only made you want it more. The sooner it came the sooner you could have him inside of you, which is what you both really wanted.

“Lookin’ so pretty f’me, doll,” he grunted, his eyes never once leaving your glistening form.

“I-I’m getting close again sir. Can-can I please…” you couldn’t even finish the question, your hand was going too hard and too fast on your clit.

“Ask for it the right way,” he chided.

“Can I please cum, sir?” you cried in frustration.

“Cum for me, doll,” he ordered. You immediately fell over the edge, shaking and quivering in the chair, your hands going limp in their place.

Your breath came in soft gasps, and you carefully sat up, wary of your sensitive sex touching the seat below.

“Come here, love,” Tommy ordered, cock in his hand. You scrambled out of the seat to return to him, hoping he’d finally fuck you like you wanted, but he stayed seated. “You did good, doll. I just need one more. You wanna give me one more?”

You nodded hastily which made him chuckle.

“Then ride me.”

You went to place your hands on his shoulder, but then you realized that one of your hands was still coated in your first two releases. Your first instinct was to wipe it on your leg, but Tommy caught your wrist and pulled the fingers up to his mouth where he sucked each one clean, his eyes closed in ecstasy.

“As much as I’m enjoying this exercise, pirrini, I missed tasting you,” his eyes were dark when he opened them again and you couldn’t help but think of how handsome he was. Lost in your thoughts, it took Tommy clearing his throat for you to remember the task at hand.

With your hands on his shoulders, you awkwardly maneuvered to hover over his lap before slowly sinking and impaling yourself on his length. A heady moan left your throat as he filled you, the stretch wasn’t anything close to what your fingers could replicate.

“Tha’s my girl. Take it all now. You’re gonna fuck yourself on my cock like a good girl, eh?”

Your bottom lip was clenched tightly between your teeth, so you just nodded. When he felt you start to relax, when he knew the painful stretch was turning into pleasure, he tapped your hip lightly.

“Alright, go ahead then,” he ordered.

It was a new position for you, so it took you a moment for your body to learn the movements. At first you started by rolling your hips, grinding on top of him, but you were stilled by a harsh slap to your ass.

“Uh, uh, pretty girl. If I pulled that shit with you, you’d be pouting and complaining. No, I want you to fuck yourself on my cock.”

With the objective made clear now, you raised your weight up off his lap with shaky legs before sinking back down again. It felt familiar, but it wasn’t nearly enough. You tensed your legs up and with a little more determination, you lifted yourself up again then down, then up then down.

Soon you found a somewhat steady rhythm that was definitely doing something. Another orgasm started building low in your belly and you felt your resolve crumbling. Your muscles burned with the effort and if you weren’t so focused on the task at hand and not falling off Tommy’s lap, you’d be begging him to just take over and fuck you already.

But when you saw him, head thrown back in ecstasy, eyes squeezed shut, you were filled with new resolve. He was right, he always focused on your pleasure more than anything and it was time for you to return the favor.

Sweat dripped down your face, only adding to the mix of bodily fluids that stained your face. As the coil in your stomach grew, you snaked one hand down to where you and Tommy met and quickly found your clit and rubbed hard.

“May I please cum sir?” you practically cried the first time, not knowing if you could stand Tommy’s usual teasing.His hands tightened on your hips in a way that you knew it would leave a delicious mark.

“Cum for me, love.”

As your third and final orgasm washed over you, your legs gave out from under you, and you could no longer keep your pace up. Luckily it seemed Tommy could read your mind. As soon as you started to slow down, his hips came up to meet yours and he began fucking up into you violently. You clung to him as he chased his high, hands coming up to tangle in his hair just before he hit his own high. With a few final deep thrusts he came inside you, leaving you both there, panting and sweaty.

“Come on now, doll. Let’s get upstairs, getcha’ cleaned up, yeah.”

You stood on weak legs, opting to lean against the desk as Tommy stood himself. He pressed a tender kiss to your forehead before pulling his pants up and fastening them once more.

From the coat tree by the door, Tommy retrieved his own long coat and wrapped you in it. He gathered your discarded garments and shoved them up under his arm. With one arm protectively around your shoulders, he quickly steered you out of the office and up the staircase nearby, the sounds of business and laughter swiftly disappearing.

Back in Tommy’s room, you let the coat drop and went to lie on the bed. Tommy on the other hand went for the washbasin, retrieving a cool, clean cloth and wiping between your legs gently. Once he was satisfied you were suitably cleaned up, he tossed the rag aside before stripping out of most of his own layers and coming to lay by your side in bed.

It wasn’t long before you were halfway draped across him, head on his chest, finger tracing his tattoo and the bullet wound off to the side of it.

“Komli, I respect you. I value your opinion, and I know what you do for this family,” he spoke softly, his hand rubbing up and down your back.

“I know, I know, Tommy. I just…I just want the others to know it too.”

“I’m working on it, but you have to trust me, yeah?’

“Yeah,” you agreed, settling into his bare chest. With the afternoon sun streaming in through the curtains and your muscles tired from the work you’d put in, it wasn’t long until you fell asleep, Tommy’s rough fingers tracing through your hair.

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charliedawn · 3 years

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(if this is allowed) I wonder how Avengers (and Loki) would act if they were yandere for the reader?

The Avengers disappeared and were replaced by their evil doppelgänger (the Downfallers) which seem to be obsessed with you and you're the only one who knows…Enjoy. (I couldn’t imagine the true Avengers as evil/yandere, so I just decided to take their doppelgängers from another universe)

Your tormentor and very demanding boss was out of town for Valentine's day and you decided to give yourself a very much deserved break by going to a nightclub/library/the theater/what's fun for you..However, you didn't plan on receiving a text at midnight from said boss saying he was back at Stark tower because his trip got canceled and beyond pissed not to see you there..You quickly gathered your things and ran as fast as you could, not fast enough considering the face that your boss showed you the moment you got out of the elevator.

"Where were you ?"

You held your head high and confidently replied.

"With all the respect I owe you, sir..That is none of your business. I had plans tonight and told you 2 months ago, but you still insisted on me doing extra hours tonight.."

However, unlike what you had previously thought, Tony didn't snap at you and the only warning you got was a slight twitch of his jaw before he grabbed your throat, not tight enough to actually choke you, but enough so you couldn't move as he smirked.

"Yeah…No. See ? You’re only making things harder for yourself, sweetie. Now, tell me. Who is it ?"

You opened your mouth to speak, but you couldn’t seem to form one sound as Tony’s gaze almost pierced through though, leaving burning ice wherever his eyes travelled. He sneered.

"I waited..I’m a very patient man, sweetheart. But, I am not going to let that pretty face get out there and make Bambi eyes at whoever shows a little interest.."

Your breath hitched as he sudden crashed his lips upon yours. Your eyes widened and you tried to get away, but he wouldn't let you. You finally bit his bottom lip harshly and he hissed. You took your chance and ran for the door, but the door closed on you.

"Jarvis ! Open the door !"

You yelled, but the A.I didn't answer and you started trying to open the door manually, but then felt someone carry you off the ground and no matter how much you kicked and screamed, Tony wouldn't let you go. He finally threw you on the couch and caged you between his arms before you could sprint off again. Tony's smile seemed so cold it sent shivers down your spine as he looked down at you and you tried to slap him instinctively. However, his reaction to the slap was unexpected as he addressed you a dark smile and ordered Jarvis :

"Jarvis. Close the doors..All of them. Mrs/Mr Y/N and I have a lot to talk about..They will not leave this room without my permission. Total lock down."

"Yes, sir. Total lock down engaged."

At his command, you finally gave up, knowing that there was no way you could escape the man..not when even Jarvis wouldn't listen to you. Tony seemed almost disappointed by your lack of fight, but he asked again.

"Who were you with tonight, hmm ? Some boyfriend or girlfriend I should know about ?"

His voice had a dangerous edge to it, like an invisible knife pressed against your throat and his eyes turned to dark pools where you could see your reflection. One wrong word. One wrong word and you would be trapped in that tower forever..You gulped loudly, you chest heaving rapidly as you tried to find your words.

"I..I was at f/p.."

You finally answered and Tony tilted his head to the side to have a better look at you. He then gently tucked back a strand of your hair and licked his wounded lip, the metallic taste reminding him of that savage part in you, that dark side which pulled him in each time and turned him into this mess of a man..He smiled at the bitter pleasure he felt rise in his chest as your eyes stared at his lips and something shone in them..something dangerous. He sighed before taking a step back and, to your surprise, asked Jarvis to open the doors. You stared at the open doors, but your feet were stuck as your eyes came back to Tony who smirked knowingly.

"I knew it. You don't really want to escape, do you sweetheart ? After all...You don't have anywhere else to go. No one would believe you if you said that I wasn't the real Tony Stark of this world..And, even if they did ? I would kill them"

He demanded you come closer by flexing and unflexing his finger and suddenly, your legs seemed to work again and you were soon in the arms of the man you wanted so desperately to escape from, a smug smile forming on his lips.

"See ? You're already mine, Y/N..I should actually thank the other one ? He did all the work and I got the reward.."

He tilted your head upwards, his mesmerizing and magnetic black eyes pulling you in as he kissed you again. You knew it was wrong. You knew you should resist. But...You missed Tony. Yours was gone and you wanted to feel good again. He teased you by remaining close to your lips, but not closing the gap, wordlessly asking you to do it for some sadistic personal reason: to humiliate you further. You closed your eyes and finally indulged and kissed him. He hummed appreciatively before pulling away.

"Finally..I have everything."

He said with a large grin and best part was ? You were the one who gave it to him. He was glad his flight got canceled..because otherwise, we would have missed the opportunity to witness your defeated expression. The Tony Stark of this world had been foolish to seek after the wrong woman for so long and had waited too long for his reward with you, but he wouldn't make the same mistake. He was a wolf and he would take everything the other one had been too afraid to ask for. He would take over this city, and most importantly: you.

Bruce was unhappy, and it showed by how his eyes were piercing holes at the back of your head as you were talking to Tony. Tony noticed and decided to leave you two some alone time..As soon as he was out, you felt two arms wrapping themselves around you and smiled before turning around, expecting to find the kind eyes of your husband, but your smile suddenly fell when you saw the obvious bulging green veins and the flashing green eyes. Okay..He was upset. He suddenly took you by the back of the neck to crash you lips together and you squealed in surprise, but it only added to his pleasure as his other hand came to rest on your hip and gave it a light squeeze, delighted to hear another squeal from you.

"I'm going to make sure you forget all about Tony Stark after I'm finished with you..The only name you'll remember will be mine.."

You wanted to protest but he trapped your lips in a searing kiss and thrusted his hips against yours, earning a small moan from you. He chuckled.

"Glad to hear you, but I don’t think Tony heard you ?"

Your eyes widened as you understood what he intended to do and another type of scream was about to leave your lips, but he muffled any sound of protest you could have uttered by clapping his hand firmly against your mouth, ignoring the tears.

"Hey hey…Ssh…None of that. You don’t want to make me angry now, do you ?"

You had no choice but to accept and Bruce smiled, satisfied. He would never hurt you, not his little angel..But, the other one ? That was another story. He gently ran his fingertips over your thighs and smirked almost devilishly as he saw your dark green stockings.

"My my..Were you expecting this ? You truly are a tease.."

You tried to escape again, but his hand gripped your thighs, making sure you wouldn’t try anything and he started kissing your neck. He was still your loving husband under all this anger, you had to remind yourself. You closed your eyes and braced yourself for pain or being crushed by the giant, but you opened them when a sweet fragrance reaching your nose. You looked down and found a rose in Bruce’s hand.

"But first..A little bit of romance."

Your heart jolted as he suddenly took a step back and gave you a little box which you opened and your eyes widened at its content. A lock. Your lips trembled as you knew what it meant, what it symbolised. When you raised your eyes to meet his, he gave you a wide grin, the green sparkle of insanity flickering in his gaze.

"Well ? Aren’t you going to thank me ?"

He asked expectantly and you closed your eyes, a single tear rolling down your right cheek as you opened your mouth to answer him, but the words felt like acid in your throat.

"Th…Thank…"

You couldn’t.

"You’ll be with me forever, Y/N..Wasn’t that what you wanted ?"

Your dearest dream turned to a nightmare. He wasn’t the Bruce you had fallen in love with, he would never be..This was whatever thing was inside of him.

"No..The man I loved died the day you arrived."

His eyes darkened at the mention of his other him and he gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing green as the voice of the other one mixed with the man.

"Pathetic man…Pathetic hero..."

"Dont you dare say he was pathetic ! He was my hero !"

He glared at you before grabbing your jaw to force to look at him in his eyes. That was it. He would transform at any second and crush your jaw and bash your brains out..You closed your eyes, but the feeling of rough lips against yours forced them right open. You hit his chest repeatedly to make him let go, but he only deepened the kiss and bit your tongue. Your hissed and finally succeeded in shoving him off you. However, he only chuckled before licking the blood off his lips, panting in rythm with you as he breathed out.

"This way..You'll never be able to speak his name again. Remember. He's gone. I'm here."

You just wanted to hold your old Bruce back. You wanted him to tell you that everything would be alright, but he would never come back. You let out a shaky sigh before finally succumbing.

"If I..We do this..I want you to promise me not to hurt anyone else..Deal ?"

Fake Bruce looked at your extended hand before shaking it with a victory smile.

"Deal."

You waited for him, you knew he would find you, especially today..He never failed to find you to declare his undying love for you on the day your Stephen had disappeared..It was only a matter of seconds before you felt the familiar whoosh of his cape behind you. It was over…The game of cat and mouse would end today. You felt his arms encircle your waist from behind. Then, his voice made its way to your ear as he kissed the side of your face.

"Hello darling..Missed me ?"

You did, you missed your old Stephen everyday..This Stephen was too scary. This Stephen was not the one you wanted to see today..but, it was the one who showed up and when you turned around, the realization only hit you harder as Stephen's eyes looked so sharp and desperate..You whimpered, but Stephen shushed you and gently ran his fingers along your cheeks soothingly.

"Ssh..You knew I would find you eventually. We’re going back home, darling."

You kept your tears to yourself, as it wouldn’t help you. You knew that you couldn’t say no and no one was stronger than Stephen Strange.

"I'm sorry..I was just so worried. I searched everywhere for you.."

He kept kissing your face, your neck, your collar bone..Your shivered at his touch. Even after everything he had done, he was still your husband.

"Don't do this, Stephen..I can't do this anymore."

Suddenly, he stopped his kisses and tightened his grip on you almost painfully.

"You don't love me anymore ?"

He asked with such desperation that it took your breath away and you couldn't help but shed a few tears, knowing that that would break his heart, but to lie was the only solution for him to finally set you free.

"No. Stephen. I don't. I'm scared of you."

He groaned and turned you around, in order to face you as he yelled.

"WHY ARE YOU LYING TO ME ?!"

"I'M SCARED OF YOU ! You're not the man I fell in love with ! You'll never be him !"

You shouted back and Stephen shook his head before grabbing you by the shoulders to force you to look him in his eyes, these two beautiful blue eyes that used to symbolize love and hope.

"But, I could ! If only, you would let me ? I am as powerful as him, I have the same physical appearance, the same personality..What does he have that I don't ?! What more do you want from me ?!"

He asked, frustrated. He had done everything to be with you, to be the person you wanted him to be. And, even though ? Everytime you looked at him, he was painfully reminded that he wasn't who you wanted him to be...He would probably never be. You then cried out.

"I want my Stephen !"

"I am your Stephen !"

He yelled back and immediately regretted raising his voice at you when he saw tears running down your cheeks, your breathing quickening as the realization hit you. He wanted to be your Stephen back, to be the hero you wanted him to be. But, it was too late. You sobbed and covered your nose and mouth to stop the miserable sad whimpers from coming out. Stephen embraced you and it was warm and comforting. You buried your face in his chest and couldn't find the strength to push him away any longer. All of your futile attempts to make him disappear had failed and you were just too tired of fighting.

"You'll see..I'll be a better Stephen than he ever was."

He whispered his promise to you and it only fueled your love and hate for him, because even though he wasn't your Stephen, he still reminded you of him...and that he would never come back. You didn't even fight when he tilted your head upwards in order to kiss you tenderly on the lips.

"You'll be happy..I promise."

You wanted to believe him so badly that it almost convinced you. Almost. You got out what you were hiding...a small empty vial. Stephen frowned in incomprehension until the realization hit him. He smiled sadly before tenderly stroking your cheek.

"Oh darling...You know that that won't work. I will bring you back. I always do."

It was true. It wasn't the first time you tried to end your life..Every year. At this exact moment. The day your Stephen disappeared. But, each time, this Stephen came to save you. He wouldn't let you go. Never. You closed your eyes and a single tear ran down your cheek, you felt the poison taking effect as your vision blurred.

"I know...but, just for a moment, I can pretend that my Stephen will come and save me. I can hope.."

You could see the clear hurt and guilt in his eyes, but it didn't matter. He kissed your temple lovingly before whispering in your ear.

"One day. One day, you will learn to love me.."

You smiled bitterly at him before replying wistfully.

"Maybe...but not today."

He smiled back sadly before using the eye of Agamotto, his last word floating in the air like a promise.

"Soon..."

You closed your eyes, waiting for what you knew was to come. When you opened them again, the pain was gone, and so was Stephen. You let out a shaky breath and slumped into a nearby chair. His last word repeating inn your mind. Soon, soon, soon...Soon, you would betray your Stephen. You broke into tears.

"I'm so sorry, Stephen. I'm not as strong as you.."

"L…Loki ? W..What is going on ?"

You looked at the lifeless body of Thor at his feet with horror and Loki turned around, his eyes glowing with manic glee and addressed you a wide grin, shrugging as if it was nothing.

"I got rid of dead weight…"

In an instant, he was on you and started kissing you passionately.

"I wasn't going to let this pathetic excuse of a brother marry you. Odin be d*mned !"

Your breath hitched as Loki uttered these words...words that weren't his. They couldn't be. This wasn't the man who read to you when you were sick, who shared your pain in your darkest hours..He couldn't be.

"W..Who are you ?"

The mischievous grin he addressed you next made you shiver in fear, you then understood that your assumption was correct as he took a couple of steps back and cackled, his arms wrapped around his middle as his laugh became louder and louder.

"I fooled everyone ! I fooled everyone but you ! I knew I couldn't fool you, my sweet sweet princess.."

He attempted to touch your cheek, but you slapped his hand away, hit tears running down your face now à you understood that you would probably never see your Loki again.

"Y..YOU MONSTER !"

You screamed and started crying as your eyes then fell on Thor's body. You fell to your knees and shook him desperately, hoping that the god would rise up again, but you had to face the truth: he would never stand up again. However, hope still made its way into your heart as a thought passed through your mind that it was maybe one of Loki's trick and you whispered.

"I'm sorry, Thor. Please. Wake up."

You implored him, but when your touched his cheek, it wasn't an hologram that came to meet your touch, but the cold lifeless skin of your dead friend. You kissed his forehead lovingly and stood back up with your fists clenched, glaring unforgivingly at Loki.

"H..HOW COULD YOU ?!"

He kept his cruel smile on his face, not even pretending to care as he only shrugged.

"It was only fair..He took everything from me..He was also going to take you away and I just couldn't let him. You're mine, Y/N. You've always been."

Suddenly, he closed his eyes and raised his arms, his blue complexion replacing his human one and fiery red eyes replaces his beautiful green ones. You took a couple of steps back in fear and he narrowed his eyes before closing the gap between the both of you and grabbed your jaw, forcing you to look at him in the eyes, his eyes glowing with fury and, for a second, you also saw pain. You had to remind yourself that this wasn't your Loki, that you couldn't help him or even feel sorry for him, or it would be the end of Asgard. He seemed to read your thoughts as his grip tightened and the expression in his eyes hardened.

"The king is dead ! They can’t keep us apart anymore ! I'll kill Odin if he dares keep us apart and with Thor gone..This kingdom is mine. As much as you are.."

You didn't satisfy him with an answer and only gritted your teeth, the sword at your hip glowing as if she knew you would soon have to use her..Then, Loki's next words froze you to your core.

"Kneel to your king.."

You closed your eyes. Here it was..Your Loki would have never asked you this. Undeniable proof that this stranger would never be able to replace him.

"What am I to kneel in front of the king of blood and sorrow ?"

You grabbed your sword and used the hilt to make him let go and even cut him. He hissed in pain and held his bloody hand before looking back up at you, his black strands not hiding the hurt in his eyes.

"I did this for us..I thought you loved me ?"

The desperation in his voice made your heart squeeze in your chest. He looked so sad and he used your moment of weakness to try to attack you from behind by using his magic against you, but you knew better. You turned around swiftly and raised your sword just in time to stop the real Loki from stabbing you. Your weapons clashed and you both struggled to keep your balance under the strength of the impact.

"I do..But, this ?! This is madness !"

You finally answered his earlier question and Loki didn't answer, only screamed in rage before attacking you once more. You ducked his attack and rolled on the ground before standing up again. However, he was fast and you barely had the time to dodge his next blow, which left a cut to your cheek. You were now both panting and Loki shouted.

"I don't want to do this ! You left me no choice, my love ! I will have you and Asgard at my feet !"

He then multiplied and your eyes couldn't keep track of all his clones. You were cornered, your feet hitting the end of the bridge, the endless void behind you and Loki in front..You were trapped. You knew you couldn't win against him and his magic and threw your sword to the floor. He took your action as an act of submission and smile, but his smile faded when you took a step back towards the void. You then threw your final ultimatum at him.

"You can't have both, Loki ! It's me, or Asgard ?!"

Loki seemed to be thinking of a solution to have both, you wouldn't let him. You closed your eyes and finally, let yourself fall backwards. Suddenly, Loki's clones all disappeared, leaving only one to grab your arm before you could fall to your demise.

"YOU ! I CHOOSE YOU !"

He cried out and you smiled. Finally..You finally got to see your Loki. His expression of genuine fear at the thought of losing you and tears of relief fell down on your own face..He chose you. He then pulled you up and embraced you tightly.

"I choose you..I'll choose you every single time."

He repeated and you burst into tears of joy, tightening your grip on him.

"Me too.."

"Peter..What did you do ?"

You asked, horrified as you saw the shattered glass on the floor from where Mysterio was more than likely pushed through..

"He was going to steal you away..Please. You have to understand."

Peter said in a weak voice, imploring you to stay and understand, but when he raised his hand to touch you, you cowered in fear from his touch. Something snapped. His eyes that were so gentle and begging for forgiveness a moment before became hard and tears of rage ran down his cheeks..

"He was going to betray us..Why can't you understand that I'm the one who loves you the most ?! Nobody will love you like me !"

You took a couple steps back, but he used his spider web to trap you. You started shouting for someone to come and help you, but he also gagged you with the same sticky substance. He then stood up in front of you, close enough to see his cold smile and you couldn't believe that they were right, they were all right..Peter Parker was a monster. A villain. He gently traced the side of your face before whispering.

"I really wanted the illusion to last..I wanted you to see me as your Peter forever. The love you gave me ? I'm addicted..I'm addicted to this life of happiness the other Peter had..I was so jealous of him."

The other Peter ? Your eyes widened as the realization hit you. He wasn't the Peter of this universe ! This was why he was acting so strange..But, then, where was your Peter ? Cold sweat ran down your spine as the worst case scenario ran through your head. He seemed to understand your fear and crouched in front of you with a knowing smirk.

"You’re thinking about him, aren’t you ?"

Peter then looked at the mask in his hands before answering your silent question.

"Truth is ? I don’t know what happened to him..I just woke up one day and found myself in this universe."

He seemed genuinely lost and you couldn’t help but feel bad for him, knowing that he probably missed his universe and was just searching to get back, just as much as your Peter surely was ? You wanted to offer your help, but his next words left you paralysed. He looked up with a small grin and shrugged.

"I thought it would be a pain to pretend to be a hero ? But, truth is ? I kinda like it. I got friends here. I got a family..But, most importantly, I got you.."

He tenderly stroke your cheek, his eyes making a mental map of your face as he couldn’t stop marvelling at the only thing that didn’t exist in his world…You. You closed your eyes and let out a shaky breath. For all this time…You had been sharing your life with an imposter. He wasn’t your Peter and had just killed Mysterio just because he had talked to you..Peter then saw your urge to speak and decided to indulge by removing the spider web from your mouth. Your first instinct was to cry out.

"Why, Peter ?! I could have continued believing…You just had to keep doing good. You said you wanted his life ? What do you think will happen when they catch you ?"

He shushed you by bringing his finger up to your lips and gave you a twisted smile, a smile which wasn’t at all like your Peter’s.

"He tried to kill me…I wasn’t going to kill him but, he then threatened you. He was going to kill you. I wasn’t going to let him hurt my angel.."

Your saliva got stuck in your throat at the news and you leaned back, tired of being disappointed by heroes…by everyone. You should have known that this Mysterio was too good to be true and it made you reconsider your opinion towards the new Spiderman standing in front of you, waiting patiently for your next words.

"I just…want to go home."

He seemed to lighten up at your suggestion before taking you in his arms.

"Sure thing ! We're going home, darling."

You closed your eyes...You didn't mean with him.

"Please. Just, let me go, Peter."

He pressed you even closer against his chest and shook his head.

"No. Never..I will never let you go, Y/N."

You then both fell into the void and Peter used his spider web to jump from building to building. You unconsciously kept him close and buried your face in his neck. He may not be yours, but he was still Peter..Your treacherous heart kept beating for him and he knew..He tightened his hold on you and whispered in your ear.

"I'll keep you safe. Forever."

"I love you.."

It was the third time Bucky was telling you that today and you could feel that something was terribly wrong with your partner.

"Bucky..What's going on ?"

He sounded like a helpless puppy and you wondered where your fearless Bucky had gone to ? He held his head low and looked like he was about to collapse. You approached him and tried to touch him and this is when you saw it...The fear. He was afraid of something. You gently put your hands on his shoulders and tried to comfort him.

"Hey..What's going on ?"

He didn't answer and you decided to cheer him up by kissing him. He tensed up, but slowly relaxed against you. You smiled and raised your hand under his chest, only to be met with a set of scars that weren't there before..

"Bucky ? What happened ?"

He suddenly scooted away from your touch and repeated, shaking so much that ulule could feel it.

"I'm sorry..I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry..I just..I just wanted to have someone."

He looked so distressed and on the verge of tears and you decided to get answers, so you asked firmly.

"Bucky ! Slow down ! You're not making any sense.."

He then raised his blue eyes up at you and burst into tears.

"I..I killed the captain !"

Your eyes widened at the news.

"W..What ? Why ?"

He started crying and fell to his knees.

"He hurt me..I..I thought it was my Steve, but..He wasn't. I..I thought he was going to hurt you and I..I couldn't let him. I'm so sorry."

Your heart thumped in your chest as you took a couple steps backwards. He raised his eyes, terrorized at the idea that you would leave him too and extended his hand towards you.

"No ! Please, stay ! Don't leave me !"

"You’re sick, Bucky !"

You replied and attempted to leave, but he was faster and tackled you to the floor.

"I’m sickly in love with you..You make me sick, Y/N..I love you so much..I left everything behind to be with you."

He tried to touch you, but you slapped his hand away.

"You're not Bucky..My Bucky would have never killed Steve."

He gritted his teeth and you felt tears fall down on your face as he backed away frown you and hid his face behind his hands.

"You don't understand..My Steve is not like this one. If he finds me and sees you ? He will kill you."

You stood up and looked at the door. You could go and leave him behind..You could warn the other Avengers and make him rot in a cell forever..But, when you turned around to face him, his eyes staring at you and begging..You realized you couldn't do it. That he was your Bucky or not; he was hurt and needed help.

You finally crouched in front of him and sighed.

"Why ? Why were you so worried about me ? You're not my Bucky. We barely know each other..So, why ?"

He looked away guiltily before finally admitting.

"I felt as if you were someone important to me right away..I felt this need to protect you and I..I just didn't want to be alone. You felt good and I..I just wanted you."

Your eyes softened at his confession. He was maybe crazy, but he was still your Bucky in a way..You then took him in your arms.

"I'm sorry..It must have been tough."

He opened his eyes wide before sobbing and nodding before gripping your sides and burying his face against your shoulder.

"I'm sorry.."

He kept apologizing and you tried to soothe him by gently running your fingers through his hair.

"Ssh..I know. I know."

He sounded so miserable and broken, deep down, you hoped that maybe, with time, you would be able to put the pieces back together and get your Bucky back..

Everyone was there for Sam’s funeral and they all gave you their condolences, Scott refusing to leave your side and acting like a true friend during your period of grief. He brought Cassie to cheer you up and brought you everything you needed while you were too weakened by sorrow to even go outside. He was so sweet with you that you quickly got used to him and, little by little, even grew feelings for him. However, one day that Cassie was here, she jumped into your arms and pretended to hug you before whispering in your ear.

"This isn’t my dad.."

You thought it was a joke at first, but when you looked at her distraught face, you realized she was serious. You then looked up at Scott who still had a bright innocent smile onn his face while his own daughter was hiding behind you. Scott tried to get to her, but you stood between them.

"Cassie..Go upstairs."

She quickly did as told and ran upstairs, Scott following her with that same innocent smile on his face which almost looked too perfect to be real...It was as if he was wearing a mask.

"Scott..Is there something you'd like to tell me ?"

Scott turned towards you and giggled. He giggled like a mad man and then stepped forward until he was so close you could see your reflection in his green eyes. You held your breath and he tilted his head in an almost childlike manner.

"I was wondering when you would finally realize ?"

"R..Realize what ?"

You stammered and his grin enlarged until you thought it would split his face in two.

"Come on, "honey". You know that that Falcon accident wasn't really one, right ?"

Your eyes widened and you gasped at the realization.

"It...It was you ?!"

He clasped his hands behind his back and nodded before giggling again and raising his hands towards the sky with his index fingers raised, as if you had just answered right to the question of some game.

"Bingo. Yup. It was me. Pathetic and poor friendzoned Scott. My God..The Scott from this universe really was a chicken, wasn't he ? Let you marry someone else because he didn't have the courage to do what was necessary..I mean..Did you really expect me to just let you marry that captain America wannabe ?"

You felt tears at the corner of your eyes as your best friend turned into a whole other person in front of you…a monster. You fell to the floor in shock.

"B..But why ?!"

He crouched in front of you and shook his head, as if the answer was just obvious.

"Poor poor Y/N..Still haven’t figured it out, have you ?"

He gently stroked your cheek and his smile made you shiver as his eyes shone with that crazy glimpse that made your heart beat a thousand times faster. He was insane.

"I was there."

His answer confused you and he seemed to notice as he stood up and explained with that scary smile still plastered on his face.

"I was there when you needed a shoulder to cry on ! I was there when you first met Cassie and I saw how you two got along so well ! I was there when you were injured and needed someone to patch you up. I was there when you were lost and confused..I WAS THERE, Y/N ! Not him ! ME ! My other me. The Scott who was too pathetic to ask you out ? He was in love with you. Fortunately, it's not my case. I'll do everything he was too scared to do and kill whoever gets in my way !"

He never yelled at you before..What's going on ?!

"Are you okay, Scott ? Is someone making you do this ? I can help ! Just, tell me what's going on ?!"

However, he only laughed mockingly at your concern.

"You’re gonna help me alright. You’ll see. We’ll be the perfect family you, Cassie and I.."

He suddenly kissed you and you tried to push him away, but he was too strong and when he pulled away..You noticed Cassie looking at you both from the stairs. She seemed scared and you couldn't do anything..Scott noticed her and smiled again.

"Peanut ! Come down here !"

Your eyes widened and you shook your her vividly.

"No ! Stay where you are !"

Scott turned back towards you and his smile faltered a bit.

"Please, sweetie. Don't get into this. My little girl and I need to talk."

You couldn't let him have Cassie. You closed your eyes and then felt something under your fingers. You opened your eyes to find a pair of scissors and used all the courage you had left to stab Scott in the back. He screamed in pain and you then quickly opened the door. Cassie quickly got away, but unfortunately, not you. You felt his arms encircle your waist from behind.

"Going somewhere, honey ?"

He brought you back inside and closed the door. You tried to get out of his grip, but to no avail.

"You shouldn't have done that..You know that I'll have to punish you, right ?"

You squirmed and even bit, which made him finally let go, only to grab your neck to crash your lips together. He looked like Scott. He sounded like Scott. He even smelled like Scott..But, he wasn't him ! You had to remind yourself. Truth was, you had always liked Scott. You even waited for years for him to finally make the first move, but it never came. Then, Sam asked you out and tired of waiting, you accepted..

"I love you.."

You whispered and Scott tilted his head curiously.

"What ?"

He asked, not having properly heard you the first time and you gritted your teeth. Why did it have to be this way ?

"I love you, you idiot ! But, you ruined everything !"

You finally yelled at him and Scott seemed dumbfounded by the news.

"You..do ?"

You nodded and looked away.

"I was never going to marry Sam. I just..I just didn't know how to tell you and..then, the funeral arrived and I..I thought it might be our chance to start again, but you just.."

You didn't get to finish that sentence as he embraced you.

"I'm so happy.."

You closed your eyes and, unable to resist any longer, gave in and hugged him back. It felt good to have him in your arms, even if he wasn't your Scott..

"I promise..I'll protect you. I won't do anything to hurt you ever again. I was just..I wanted you to see and understand how much I love you."

His words made you feel slightly better and when you closed your eyes, you could almost pretend it was your Scott you were holding.

"I love you.."

You heard yourself utter weakly, desperate to just hear him say it back and Scott smiled, a genuine smile.

"I love you too.."

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