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frankenhookersmonster · 2 years

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fictober day thirty one - hookup, lovebug!frank castle x reader

warnings - 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, dad's best friend!frank castle x reader, smut (p in v)

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October Thirty-First, one year after leaving

Everything hurt. You were conscious, compared to your fleeting lucidity the day before, and that only amplified your pain. Your wisdom teeth had been bothering you for a bit, you knew you needed them out for a while but only recently it had become unbearable. Unfortunately for you, this overlapped with Halloween. You had made plans to go out with some friends, dress up cute, maybe get a little bit fucked up if you so felt. The plans dissolved, though, and now you were plopped down on the couch in a manageable amount of pain. Halloweentown played on the tv, you swallowed as much water as you could and hugged a stuffed animal you had left at home over a year ago.

The door creaked open, it was just loud enough for you to hear, along with the shaking off of boots. Sock clad feet walked up to the living room, and unfortunately for you, the closer they got the more recognizable they became.

“Cozy?” You looked up to Frank, who was pulling off a heavy, brown canvas jacket. You figured he’d stop by at some point, you couldn’t really escape him try as you might. You nodded, drinking what was left of your water and hearing the ice clatter around the glass. “Here.” Frank held his hand out, flexing his fingers. “You don’t have to.” You mumbled, voice straining which made him have to hide a smile. “Just give it.”

He disappeared into the kitchen with your cup, you could hear him add ice and fill it with water. When he came back in you took him in fully, the red of his cheeks disappearing as he warmed up in your house. “Thank you.” Your words were quick, choking them down with a sip of your new water. “No problem.” Frank let out a huff as he sat down next to you.

“The hell is this movie?” You snorted, turning to see his furrowed brows as he scanned the screen. “Have you never seen Halloweentown?” He looked at you then, his arms still resting on his thighs. “The fuck is a Halloweentown?”

You laughed loudly, ignoring the pain in your throat. He frowned, leaning back against the couch cushions. “You mean to tell me you’ve never seen the 1998 Disney Channel classic?” Frank shrugged. “I’m an old fuck, remember?” He smiled, reaching a hand over to tuck some hair behind your ear. It had been a minute since you had been with Frank, going on ten months at this point, but he still had that effect on you. Butterflies were forming, though you did your best to ignore them.

“How’s the recovery going?” His eyes were burrowing into you, tongue slotted in between his teeth. You hummed, shutting your eyes as his touch around your jaw lingered. “It’s been, like, four days and it still hurts like a bitch.” Frank pouted, his hand wandering down to hold your throat gently. If he asked you to speak you would’ve stuttered, your face would’ve flushed and your eye’s would’ve blinked too much.

“Would it hurt, like a bitch, if I kissed you?” You knew it would happen sooner or later, you just didn’t expect it to be so sudden. You didn’t mind, though, because you’d be lying if just seeing him wasn’t turning you on. “N-no.” You stuttered, feeling your hands get clammy under your fuzzy blanket.

Frank leaned close, you could feel his hot breath against your lips before he moved his face to your neck. You groaned, a mix of arousal and annoyance when he didn’t connect your mouths. He moved to the other side of your neck to leave a kiss, then to the center just below your chin. He moved to your chin, then hovered over your lips just long enough to hear you whimper. He smiled, tilting his head to lay his lips on your cheek, then slowly moving himself to kiss your other cheek.

“What are you doing, ah-” Frank licked a stripe up your neck, taking his time to coat your throat in his spit. Once he removed himself from your skin, left a gentle kiss on the tip of your nose. “Not gonna share my spit with someone who just had oral surgery, sweetheart.”

In one swift movement, Frank pulled your blankets off of you to reveal your body, covered in your favorite comfy clothes. “Nice pajamas.” He snorted, you went to cover your face but Frank kissed the backs of your hands. He pulled you close, gently resting you down on the back of the couch.

Frank’s mouth moved down to your chest, the small amount of skin that was showing was covered in wet kisses while his fingers tugged on the ends of your shirt. You took your hand and placed it over his. “Can I keep it?” It wasn’t like Frank hadn’t seen every inch of you, because he certainly had. It had been a while, though, and being on the couch for the past few days had made you feel a little gross and unsexy. “Of course.” He smiled at you, planting a kiss on your forehead, which immediately made your confidence grow.

“How about the shorts?” He had moved closer to your lower half, waistband of both your sweat shorts and your underwear in between his fingers. “T-Take them off, please.” You muttered, adjusting yourself and lifting your hips so he could pull your clothes down. His lips met your hips, then your naval, and then your belly. You giggled, though it was met with a moan when his fingers came up to your core. “There it is. Missed this.” He mumbled against your skin.

“Where’s your dad? Lena?” He looked up at you with blown pupils, fingers still playing with your cunt while you tried to search for an answer. “At a b-bar. The new one that just opened, Lena’s friend owns it, fuck.” He clicked his tongue, massaging the skin on your hips with his hands. “You poor, poor thing. Dad left you all alone after you got your wisdom teeth out, huh.” You wanted to remind him that you were pretty much healed, that the pain was bad though manageable, but you didn’t let yourself turn to putty in his grip.

“Bet I could slip in right now, and I’ve barely touched you. Wanna find out?” Before he even finished his sentence, he was pulling his shirt off and unzipping his pants. You saw the imprint through his boxers as you adjusted yourself, let your legs spread to either side of Frank and gave a view of all of you. He smiled, pulling down what was left of his clothes before he took a thumb to your swelling clit, cold air hitting it harshly. You shivered, “Please, Frankie.”

Pushed in, taking his time. He looked at your face, your expression blissed out. He ate it up, leaning down to suck on your neck harshly. He stayed put for a moment, basking in your heat, the heat that he missed so dearly. “Fuck me already, please, god. I’m already in pain, I just need you to do this for me, Frankie.” He was stunned, in all the time that Frank had known you, nothing like that had ever slipped from your lips, especially when you were underneath him like this.

He did as you asked, gently rocking his hips against you at first. His pace quickened fast enough, hair falling into his face while he tried to look into your eyes. Your vision was a bit blurry, light moans escaping your lips before he hit your favorite spot. He knew he was close to it before you did, even after all this time he still knew your body like the back of his hand. You let him know, though, because a long, deep moan came out and shook him, he could have cum from just that.

“You miss this too, sweetheart?” You nodded, though you weren’t sure if it was the truth. Maybe you did miss him, maybe you just missed sex this good. It was hard to tell when Frank was doing everything right, everything perfect, and giving you the attention you craved. “You fuck me so good, Frank, love it when you fuck me like this.”

He continued to kiss your skin, masking his moans when he did so. He hadn’t had sex like this in a while, and having it with you was a dream come true. When he came over, he didn’t expect to end up inside of you. Frank saw the cars, apart from yours, missing from the driveway. He remembered watching your dad all but carry you into the house a few days before, gauze hanging out of your mouth and giggles coming from both of you. He didn’t want you to be alone, he did care about you and all so the thought of you helpless in the house with a wisdom toothless mouth made him frown.

His actions were self indulgent. Frank couldn’t lie, he came over with some ulterior motives, even put a condom he didn’t end up using in his pocket. He didn’t expect you to be so susceptible, he didn’t think you would be until he was inside of you, seeing the way your face twisted up like it always did.

You were squeezing him tight, holding him close to your skin. Normally he’d be hiss, shake off the grip, but being with you again had made him ignore the pain. “Yeah, that’s it. Feels so good, uh-” He was getting close, and though he tried to edge himself it was hard with the way your cunt was gripping him.

You didn’t even notice the tears falling from your eyes, but Frank did, clearing them away with his lips. A hand came to rest on your cheek, thumb swiping away the mix of teardrops and Frank’s saliva that laid on your face. “You’re so fucking pretty, Jesus Christ.” He hid in the crook of your neck, trying to avoid his orgasm. “Frank, hmm making me feel amazing, just like you always do.”

“I’m gonna cum if you keep talking to me like that.” You giggled, interrupted by a sharp moan. “Isn’t that the point?”He groaned. “Where, tell me where to cum sweetheart.” You thought for a moment, hard as it was as he fucked your swollen folds. “T-Thighs.”

He nodded, though you came before the thought of his seed covering your skin could fully soak in. He helped you ride out your orgasm before quickly pulling out. He pushed your knees to your chest and came on the back of your thighs in long spurts. When your eyes opened you could see his face, furrowed brows and gaping mouth as he painted your skin.

Once he was done, still catching his breath, he took a thumb to wipe the cum around. “I’ll get a towel in a second, I just,” He trailed off, lost in watching the cum drip onto the couch. “Frankie, it'll stain.” You whined. He heard you, though he still took his time with your fucked out body. “Pretty, pretty baby.” He leaned down to kiss the back of your kneecaps. “Towel, now.”

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wallydarlingsnumber1 · 1 year

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posting my cringe old shit i wrote on wattpad. #1

OH GOD. help me. | SMUT | [ P A I R I N G ] ; Ayato Aishi x Reader [ WARNINGS ] ; P in V, Unprotected sex, AND BAD STUPID SMUT. last fucking warning! under the cut you promise to willingly suffer for your actions of this smut.

Prompt : Ayato (male Ayano Aishi) gets horny and starts making out with female!reader :)

I asked my bestie for a prompt so uh here we go 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

BURN!! ^^^(i might delete this chapter idfk) (maybe ill make a masc one >:v) Also this is my first smut so it might be bad 💀💔

Comment here what the adventure was like after the story 💙

(Also you guys are in ur house n shit Its also night Netflix And chill (Even though my bestie didn't say this but i thought to just add this 💀💔))

💔💔💔💔- Ayato's pov Oh my gosh. She fucking right there next to me. Im gonna blow up right now. She's so pretty. Her gorgeous E/C(eye color) colored eyes. The most beautiful H/L(Hair length) hair she has. She dressed up in her little favorite jammies. So cute and only for me.

I wanna fuck her.

I felt hard but ignored it, and grabbed one of the pillows and my legs with it to make sure she wouldn't see.

💙💙💙💙-Y/N's Pov

I felt Ayato's eyes lay on me, i felt tension growing.

I just continue on watching the movie, leaning onto Ayato. My hands move over to his hands and held it. He seemed suprised, but caressed my hands gently.

I kissed him on his cheeks. Smiling at him like a cute little doll.

A few minutes later during the movie

I felt his cold hands snake onto my thigh and rub it gently. I was getting butterflies. He used his free hand to reach for my chin and smiled at me. He kissed me softly. He whined a bit when i pulled away but we both smiled at each other. He pushed me to lay down on the sofa. "Y/N, please~," he said crawling over me. He covered my neck with gentle kisses. I shivered at how cold he was.

He scooted over closer and started to take off my pants and my undergarments.

Revealing my pussy. He took off his own and revealed his member, with some little precum on its tip. It was... Probably a bit big to say the least to fit it in. He inserted his long, cold, finger inside and started to pump it in and out.

"Does that feel good, My little sweetheart?~" said the man with lust-filled eyes. Admiring the scene of you being finger-fucked by him. And i mean, only, Him. "Ye-Yes~" you quietly moaned out. He stopped and inserted two fingers inside you this time and pumped it in and out slowly. You whined out; "P-please~ Ayato, put it in~" His fingers stopped again and smirked at you, his cock was throbbing anyway. He inserted in slowly.

"Tell me when it hurts or you when want to stop, okay?~ I dont want to hurt you THAT much~" he started moving in and out of you. He chuckled. Which, kind of made you a bit worried.

Only a minute passed and you were already moaning mess.

It hurt a little but you didn't care. "H-Haah!~ AYATO!~" You moaned out, "Thats fucking right, moan out my name. Let everyone know how much of a slut you are for me and me only, let everyone know you are mine~"

Now that? That was so fucking hot for you to handle.

He started to suck on your neck and leave hickeys and sped up. "You like it when i do this to you? Hm?" He said, he wasn't even close to being done with you. You moaned, loving the feeling and sensations he had given you. You were close to your climax and so was he.

You came and he did too, of course he pulled out before doing so. "Oh my~..." He chuckled, You tried to sit up but you were pinned back down. "Now, now! We aren't completely done yet~" He rubbed your pussy, he chuckled and loved the thought for another round, the movie seemed to not be done yet, the time was 1:34 am, did you both care? Nope. You both continued.

For what felt like hours. And hours. You both had 3 rounds. The aftercare he gave you was nice though. He loved you so much. Your leg was very sore still though...

Guess you wont be able to walk tomorrow.

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Oh my gosh what dafuq. WHY DID I DO THIS DURING MY WHOLE ENTIRE CLASS HELP

END OF THAT CRAPPY SHIT I COPY AND PASTED. I HATE IT. BUT YEAH.

anyways listen to bag of bones in album 'lush' by mitski bbyz baiiii xoxo

#originally posted on wattpad #help.#i hate my life #wattpad #ayato x reader #ayato aishi #ayato aishi x reader #ayano x reader #ayano aishi x reader #yandere #yandere sim #yan #dere #yan sim #yandere simulator #yandere simulator x reader #paul dano please marry me.#IM SERIOUS.

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dddomenstarstwst1 · 2 years

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hello hello! mind if I request a, s, v and p with rei sakuma, Kanata shinkai and arashi narukami? have a great dayy

Hey hey, thank your for requesting!

A, S, V and P (ft.rei, kanata and arashi)

rei sakuma

A — Aftercare

° after a good session, rei likes to lay down and rest, he wants your hands around him, as you play with his messed up hair and praise him on how good he was for you. He'd like a tomato juice and maybe some snack, showering/taking a bath isn't in his priorities, he's fine with doing later

S — Stamina

° I'm sorry but he's an old man, rei can last three rounds, four if he's fully energized, but after that he needs a long time to calm down. He'd prefer to just lay on the bed and receive things, that way he can last a bit longer. If you're still not satisfied by the time he's out of stamina, he'll let you use his mouth as you please

V — Volume

° not much of a sound maker, grunts and pants a lot, but tries to keep quiet. If you tease him enough you'll get soft whines from rei. He talks a lot on the other hand, just straight up tells you how good you make him feel and how close he is. Gets shy when you rip sounds from him louder than a breathy pant

P — Pace

° he loves sensual and slow sex, it's romantic and more classy. He prefers deep thrusts rather than fast and erratic ones. Of course, once in a while he's okay with fast pacing, but it tires him quickly, so he stays loyal to slow sex

kanata shinkai

A — Aftercare

° aftercare for kanata involves lots of water, he wants to drink it, wants to take a shower or preferably have a long bath. It helps him ground himself and really oozes kanata, and the fact that you're with him calms his mind. Please wash his hair, massaging the scalp and the boy will melt

S — Stamina

° has an average amount of stamina, but prefers not to spend it too much. Kanata is satisfied with just a couple of rounds, but if you truly want to test his limits overstimulate him and you'll find out that kanata has been hiding at least one more round of stamina from you

V — Volume

° kanata is a soft-spoken person, often talking quietly, so in bed he, too, doesn't make a lot of loud noises. He doesn't hide them tho, even with panting and whimpering he doesn't shy away. Sometimes he riles you up by saying "i want to scream your name tonight, can you arrange that?"

P — Pace

° like rei, kanata prefers sensual sex. He loves holding you close and enjoying every moment. However he is more open to rough and fast paces, especially if you're having sex in public places. He knows there's a risk of getting caught, so you need to finish as soon as possible

arashi narukami

A — Aftercare

° arashi can get extremely insecure at times, so praising is her number one when talking about aftercare. Just hold her in your arms and tell her all the things you love about her, while not forgetting to compliment how good she took everything

S — Stamina

° as a former member of the track&field club arashi has a lots of stamina. She can go so many rounds a night, so it's you who might want to stop. She can get quite excited of the idea of having sex with you, that sometimes she neglects having a break. She just wants to pleasure you so badly

V — Volume

° pretty loud compared to the two above, and her voice can get high- or low-pitched. Arashi gasps a lot and often lets out breathy "ohs" and "ahs". While most of the time she moans for you shamelessly, when she gets insecure mid-session arashi tends to muffle her sounds. At times like this it's best to either stop the session or, if she's still in a good headspace, catch her off guard, drawing desperate noises out

P — Pace

° hate to break it to you, but she, too, loves romantic and sensual sex. Arashi is a hopeless romantic and being this close to you really tickles that side of her. She also prefers having sex in missionary, this way the whole act to her feels like some scene from a romantic movie

#ensemble stars #ensemble stars x reader #enstars #enstars x reader #ensemble stars headcanons #enstars headcanons #rei sakuma #rei sakuma x reader #kanata shinkai #kanata shinkai x reader #arashi narukami #arashi narukami x reader

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bard-of-worlds · 2 years

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Chapter 26

A bit of a warning, a few characters who will have a bit of a bigger place in the plot down the road will appear in this chapter, and also spoiler and trigger warning, before the hearing we will meet a racist cop, soon to be ex-cop who will be not as important.

All in all, enjoy the show.

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As Alya moved through the school she saw people talking about her interview with Chloe and Sabrina as the New Bee and smiled. Already the talks she could hear were more pro-Chloe than she thought they would be, and that was good. After having a sit down with her and talking about a lot of things, Alya had to admit that Chloe was trying to be better and this might work, especially if what they wanted to happen.

Alya had been looking into homeschool options for a day, and the ones offered by the education department were good. With Hawkmoth’s campaign, they were offered to a lot of students if their families felt it would be better for them. Funny, the students at François Duport never got them, something that Alya was going to talk to the investigators about.

As she and Chloe headed into the main courtyard she saw the others all looking around with worry. “Didn’t find her?”

“No, where is she?” Chloe said with a scowl. “It’s just like that witch to do something like this!”

“You know, looking back you’re right. And I can’t believe I didn’t see it before,” Nino said as he pulled his hat as the others all nodded.

Nino and Kim shared a look, the two of them were childhood friends with Mari, they couldn’t believe that they had let that snake slither through the school biting at her for so long without seeing it! Kim knew he couldn’t see things people did sometime, but he should have seen this!

Chloe looked at them and grinned, happy that they agreed with her. Lila had been a slippery little witch, and she was so happy people were finally wising up to it! Now all they had to do was find Lila, set her down in front of the investigators and then, well then she knew a nice reform school on an island in the north sea that wasn’t coed.

A few moments later a cough was heard from behind them. They all turned and saw a slender and fairly tall French boy with rock-style black hair, tan skin, vivid green eyes under thick eyebrows and visible lashes, natural pink lips on a slender face and his chin was pointy. He was wearing a V-neck rainbow tie-dye shirt which displays the colors in a ripple pattern originating from the center under an open bright red jacket, moderate azure jeans with the bottoms rolled up and several horizontal rips around his knees, and black boots with rainbow oil slick blotches.

“Yeah Marc, you looking for Nath?” Kim asked and Marc shook his head.

Marc looked away for a few moments as he wondered if he should get involved. Do I owe him any loyalty at all? He’s the stereotype of every bad teacher in the movies plus ‘jocks over all’, and there’s what happened to Mari. He thought and nodded, having come to a decision. He took stock of himself and he scowled as looked back at the group.

“If you’re looking for Lila, d'Argencourt let her out the door by the gym,” Marc said with a hard look in his eyes.

“He did what?!” Chloe snarled out as she looked at him with a glare as the others behind her watched in shock. I just thought the owl and the appeaser were the only slime in this school, but him!? He’s a bastard, but letting her go after hearing what happened!? I thought he had more principals than that! She thought with a glare. “Show us.”

Marc said nothing and brought out the recorder she had been using and sent the file to Chloe’s student account. As the others listened to it their respect for their gym teacher was destroyed completely, Chloe glared even harder and she started to growl in anger. It was when she heard Marc gasp that she looked up and saw him pale in fear as he backed away from her. she looked away and cursed her old actions.

“Not mad at you writer, I expected some of the teachers would be better,” Chloe said and Marc went still before he nodded.

Above Rebecca walked out of a meeting room and closed the door, sighing as soon as the door was closed. So far this school was even worse than she thought it would be, even with the history of this place! The problem in the lunchroom alone, the way some of the teachers didn’t seem to match what their files said they were plus how the students described their classes…… she knew this would be a problem but this, this was beyond anything she expected! The sound of talking caused her to look down and see kids gathering below and frowned. She had specifically said where they could gather, what were they doing out there?

She scowled as she walked down the stairs and cleared her throat to get them to look at her. “Excuses me, can you all tell me why you’re all out here?”

Chloe looked up as Rebecca came closer to them, she didn’t know how to react to the question, having no idea how it would be taken. The Education Department wasn’t something that she knew a lot about, how it was under the President and not her father, they spent most of their time away from the city and dealt with problems all over the country and they never bothered with Politics at all, so Chloe didn’t have any idea how she would react. But before she could come to a decision Alya jumped the gun, causing Chloe and Sabrina to facepalm.

“Lila’s gone!” Alya spat out and Rebecca blinked and then went still as she remembered who Lila was and how she was connected to this.

“She left a few minutes ago, and I’ve got proof of who helped her,” Marc spoke up and Rebecca looked at him and frowned.

“How do you have proof?” Rebecca asked as she tried to figure out how this all happened. If the only student of the two at the core of the issue that brought her here ran away, that

“I’m a writer mam, and I always record myself while I walk, better than writing on my phone……. Anyway I was going to the gym to maybe make a video for help writing sports scenes when, well I came across them,” Marc said and Rebecca looked at them all with a raised eyebrow.

“I see,” Rebecca said as she turned around and looked up at Damocles as he stood at the top of the stairs. So far Rebecca was convinced he was hiding something, and she wouldn’t like whatever it was when she found out. Now this happened, and the picture is slowly becoming even worse! If a student helped Lila get away, then it makes it seem that someone else was involved in this situation, and that meant it wasn’t a simple frame job. She felt that she could call it a trick to frame Marinette, everything was probably going to be a lot harder. “So another student is involved in this?”

The students looked at each other as Rebecca turned around and took a step up the stairs, she would have kept going but Marc spoke up.

“It wasn’t a student ma’am,” Marc said and Rebecca turned towards him and he cowed a little.

Chloe had a moment when she thought that she should step back when she saw the look in Rebecca’s eyes.

“What did you say?” Rebecca asked with a dangerous tone and Marc swallowed and removed a small recorder with a camera that he handed over to her.

“Download from the USB port, has a few Gigs of memory,” Marc said and Max nodded.

“Some of my best work, good microphone too,” Max said and Rebecca looked at it and frowned.

“Really….” She muttered before she pulled out her phone, a wire that she plugged into her phone, and then she pulled out two headphones. Playing the most recent file she found, she watched. Nice picture at least, good sound……. If this is from that far away, then up close might be even better. She thought before she looked up at Max. “You’re name and Class young man?”

“Max Kante, Miss Bustier’s class mam,” Max said and Rebecca winced.

“Of course,” She muttered as she held her forehead. So far the other students from that class had told her things that raised so many red flags that she was surprised that they could function normally! So far she had to wonder how that woman had passed as a teacher in the first place! The other teachers were good, but they were mostly overworked and had blind spots and she wondered if their training was up to date.

All in all, it seemed that no matter what happened they would need to close the school for a while, at least the home school programs could handle them. She might need to release a few laptops or something, but she knew she could find a way around all the problems to help these kids. And then there was the worst duty she had, talk to the person who was ‘expelled’ and tell them the truth about the paperwork. This is gonna be painful. And to think, this might have gone unnoticed if I didn’t come here. After all, she could have been expelled………. Rebecca’s thoughts stopped and she went still as a dark thought appeared in her mind and she knew she had to look into a few files, she had a bad feeling about this.

“Okay, all you kids go back to wherever you’re all next on the list to interview. After that, once everything is done, you all stay home until we contact you all, as of the end of the day, this school will be closed for a while,” Rebecca said bitterly as she turned and walked towards the office, trying not to let what she had thought of bother her.

Chloe looked around at the other's faces and tried to keep calm. The fact that another teacher, one that once ran for office against her father was slime was bad, the fact that he was Adrien’s teacher was even worse! She just knew when she told the others about this, Adrien was going to take it hard, and Marinette was going to take it just as badly.

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Marinette smiled and looked towards the door, smiling as she looked at the sky through the glass. The lunch rush was over and her parents were enjoying a break and late meal, and for a moment she saw the good homeschooling might let do for everyone and sighed. The last few days were the most chaotic she had ever experienced since Tikki had come into her life. But she was stronger, with the team knowing each other’s identities, the school and Lila being dealt with, and the family looking into homeschooling for her, she felt that she was in a better position than she was before. With her team knowing how Lila was and the hearing soon, she had a good feeling that the Lila problem would soon come to a close.

The bell dinged and she turned and smiled, expecting a customer but saw Louise walk into the building looking concerned.

“Louise, what is it?”

Louise looked up and smiled shakily. “Hey kid, your parents here? As in here downstairs?”

“No, Dad and mom are having lunch upstairs and playing a game with our guest for an hour while I watch the store…… what’s happening?” Marinette asked and he swallowed.

“Well the board of education reached back, they sent a team to investigate the school………their agent is gonna come over here soon,” Louise said and Marinette went still. On the surface that was something that could be good, but then she thought of Adrien hiding out here until his hearing……… if this person found him, then he might be taken back to his father, even if the restraining order was held up or with their luck, the person ignored it!

“Go now, tell him to hide in my room!” Marinette said as she noticed a woman walking towards the store. Louise must have seen something in her eyes because he dashed past her and she heard him head upstairs moments before the woman walked in and smile at her. Marinette smiled as she heard someone come down the stairs and her father came to stand next to her.

“Can we help you?” Tom asked and the woman nodded.

“No actually, I can help you. My name is Rebecca, I work for the education department……. Now I have a few things to tell you, first your daughter hasn’t been expelled yet,” Rebecca said causing Marinette and Tom to blink in shock.

“I’m Sorry, what!?” Tom demanded and Rebecca nodded as Louise appeared from the door to the apartment with Sabine behind him.

“Yes, he never filled out the paperwork, I expect that if I hadn’t come then he might have made it out that he expelled you for being absent too much Miss Marinette,” Rebecca said and Marinette went still as her parent’s mouths dropped open before Tom started to growl as Sabine clenched her fists.

“How dare he! Who the hell does he think he is!?” Sabine demanded and Rebecca sighed and shook her head.

“I don’t know, frankly that school was supposed to have been a lot better, I mean really!” Rebecca said as she looked at them before turning to stare a Louise as she brought out her phone. “During the investigation, I came across some data that will affect the case, I turn it over to you here and now because I have to.”

“What data?” Louise asked and Rebecca sighed and pulled out her phone and after a moment Louise gave her an email address and she nodded and sent it over.

As the Dunpain-Chengs, all listened to the file, Marinette’s parents glared at Rebecca who raised her hands.

“Now I’m just the messenger, please understand. Finally, the hearing for this terrible situation will be on Wednesday,” She said as she bowed and left the building before they could say anything.

Sabine looked around and scowled, her good mood from watching Tom and Adrien play the game was gone, she was almost tempted to curse before she sighed and took a deep breath.

“Well, this changes a few things. Let me think and I’ll get back to you tomorrow and go over our strategy and what I expect the hearing will be, good luck and stay safe,” Louise said as he left through the door. However, a moment after he left Alya appeared with a scowl that told Marinette that she had bad news to share.

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Two days later, Marinette and her parents walked towards the courthouse, her nerves shot. Hawkmoth had been silent the last few days, no Akumas at all. Lila had gone home early from school the other day, escaping the investigators and her classmates, part of Marinette wondered if she had left the country. But then she half expected Lila to come and with a sob story turn the entire case around and have Marinette punished for wasting the court’s time. And with everything else that happened she still didn’t know what they would do.

But then she thought about what Rebecca had told them about what Damocles did or didn’t do, and she knew that the record had to be set straight. And then when Alya told them how Lila had gotten away and how d'Argencourt had helped Lila and insulted Marinette, it had taken a lot of talking on Marinette’s part to keep her parents from finding d'Argencourt and shaking him on her father’s part before her mother introduced her to her staff. That night, she and Adrien had talked, both of them and their kwami’s were worried that Damocles had done something like this before.

“Don’t worry Marinette, this will be easy,” Sabine said softly and Marinette grinned at her.

“Yes mama,” Marinette said and she hoped that this would go well, but her thoughts were on what the holder of the Dolphin Miraculous had told them. Master Fu had gone through the Grimoire page by page, nothing at all about Atlantis or the Mage, and Fu was hurt. He said he almost made himself believe that whoever had brought the Miraculous from Atlantis to the Order had cast the spells for a reason and forgotten about them over the years, a secret carried to the grave by accident or death in battle, but the book had been recreated half a year after he had been conscripted, for it to not have the truth, that was painful for him to admit that the Order didn’t deserve his loyalty.

Max meanwhile had made a program to look up oriental myths and another to look up lore about flowers and gemstones, trying to find anything that might give them a clue to the ingredients they needed and Markov was searching as well, so she hoped they could find what they needed soon.

“Don’t worry Marinette, the case is open and shut, we’ll win,” Tom said and Marinette nodded as she caught a flash of black on the rooftop. They had thought that Lila or Damocles would be a great seed for Hawmoth, so above them Chat Noir, Carapace and Roi Singe were ready to come in to fight while Viperion was ready to Second Chance to make sure every civilian got out okay.

“THERE YOU ARE!” A voice bellowed and they turned to see a bald man in a black suit walking towards them with a scowl on his face and had been arguing with Louise the lawyer. “I don’t know how one of your kind thinks, but how dare you try and get out of your just punishment! When I’m done, you won’t even be able to get into a school in any of Europe!”

“Louise, who is this……. person?” Sabine asked as Louise made it to them.

“All I know is this person came up to me and started to yell at me. He has yet to give a name at all,” Louise said with a glare and the man puffed up and glared right back.

“All you filth need to know is that I am empowered by the education board to handle cases like you!” The man said and Tom started to get angry himself. Marinette saw movement above and shook her head, hoping that her team wouldn’t move and that Weredad wouldn’t make another appearance.

“No, I don’t think that’s right at all,” A voice caused him to turn around and took a step back toward Tom. Marinette saw that his whole body was paling in what she thought was fear. Following his gaze, she saw Rebecca walking toward them with a smile on her face that hardened as she looked at the man.

“Hello, I didn’t fully introduce myself when I met you all before. I’m Rebecca Clynefluss, the head of the Education Department for all of France. When I heard of this travesty I had to come and see it personally, and then I heard what this man said just now,” Alice said and the man paled as the family looked at Rebecca in shock.

As they all watched the man swallowed and looked at Alice who grinned back and Tom thought he saw the man begin to sweat and lose color on his face.

“You didn’t have to mam I was….” He said and Rebecca smirked at him and interrupted him.

“I find it amazing that you’re here and made those threats just now, as I am the only person who has that authority in ALL of France,” Rebecca said softly and the man paled as she looked at him. He gulped back up until he walked into Tom who glared down at him and he swallowed nervously.

“I can explain!” He said and Rebecca smiled evilly and he paled more as she shook her head.

“No, you won’t,” Rebecca said as two men in black uniforms appeared behind her and grabbed the man’s arms. Rebecca smiled at him as one of the two men hit the back of his head and knocked him out.

Tom took a step backward in shock before he took another step forward, even if the man was a bastard he wouldn’t let the man be kidnapped in front of him. Rebecca held up her hands to placate Tom as the man was picked up.

“Easy. That was an Anti Hawkmoth protocol that the Union allowed that after the last contract/wage negotiation,” Rebecca said and looked back at the man. “Good luck in there, and if something happens that was affected by what just happened to you, we’ll be in contact.”

As they watched her turn and follow the two men and their prisoner to a car, the family looked at each other in confusion.

A cough behind them caused them to see Nadja standing there with a smile. “Well, that was interesting, maybe a good story too.”

“What are you doing here Nadja??” Sabine asked and Nadja grinned.

“After I learned what happened, I decided to look into the school, I’m just here to take a few notes. When I show my story, I will keep Marinette’s name out of it I promise,” Nadja said and the family looked at each other before Marinette nodded.

Moments later all of them walked into the courtroom and saw Mr. Damocles and Miss Bustier sitting at one of the two tables in front and Ivan, Mylene, Nathaniel and Nino sitting all over with Aurore and Millie sitting with Miss Mendeleiev, Rose and Juleka sitting together near the left exit. A cough caused Marinette to turn around and see Nora in her street clothes with Alya standing against the right wall. Alya waved and gestured with her chin at her phone that was recording everything. Nadja grinned and walked over, getting into a short conversation that ended with Alya and Nadja shaking hands, evil grins on their faces.

At the other end of the room was a high table with a woman with blue eyes, red hair in a bun in a green blouse, and black pants, who banged a gavel, the sounds caused everyone to look at her.

“It is now noon, and I am Lenore Zarklis, assigned head of this hearing; sent by the Education Department of Paris. My friend to my right is Judge Daniel Rortarn of the greater France Justice Department and the final member of our panel is Doctor Leonard Carlson of one of the local hospitals,” Lenore said as she gestured first to the right and then to the left. Daniel Rortam was a judge who had severed Paris for over thirty years, his tan skin, bald head, and black eyes behind glasses held a trace of wisdom in them, while his white shirt and blue pants gave off an air of peace. On Lenore’s other side Leonard Carlson was a young man with black eyes, pale skin, blond hair dressed in black slacks and pants, a look of disdain on his face as he looked at Damocles.

“Now this is the hearing that is required by law to happen in cases where the principal or a teacher feels a student has done something to warrant expulsion, as according to the law I am one of a trio of judges who will hear the issue, the evidence and then render judgment. And for everyone here I am talking this way so the automatic record that will hear everything, it’s one of the procedurals that’s being tried out after a lawsuit against a ruling on a case last year, so let us start with the bare bones so to speak,” Lenore said and Daniel snorted.

“Let’s get this over with, I’ve got plans later,” Daniel said and Lenore glared at him.

“Yes well, may the principal please speak the name of the school and the charges,” Lenore said and Damocles stood up.

“Of course Madame, I am Damocles, principal of Francoise-Dupont College. The incident that resulted in the expulsion of the student in question; One Marinette Dunpain-Cheng cheated on a test, pushed a student down the stairs and had stolen from said student,” Principal Damocles said and Marionette heard her father growl at this. Damocles looked at them with a cold expression, but the look in his eyes caused Marinette to gasp, as she realized he had been behind that man outside. “And I offer the other parties the chance to end this as it is, no need to drag it out.”

Louise smiled at them and stood up next a savage grin on his face. “Your honor I am the lawyer for the Dunpain-Cheng family. I will prove by the evidence and testimony that such actions were not only illegal but immoral as well. And we are not backing down!”

Damocles looked at them and blanched before he looked at the door as if he was expecting someone to come in and stop all this, an action that didn’t escape the three people at the high bench.

“So let’s begin with the paperwork, more specifically the school’s version of events,” Judge Daniel said as the judges each opened the folder before them and started to read them, Leonard felt a frown growing on his face as he did so as he read the papers.

After a few moments, each of the judges looked at each other and moved to talk to each other, each of them covering their microphones as before Leonard sighed and nodded

“This makes no sense at all, did this happen as it’s written?” Leonard asked and Damocles looked a little confused.

“Yes, that is what happened, at least after I left my office,” Damocles said and the judges all face palmed in unions ion and Marinette fealty a

“This is a travesty! If a lawyer had brought this to my court it would have been thrown out!” Daniels spat as Damocles looked shocked.

Marinette looked and saw with some surprise that Caline Bustier wasn’t reacting at all. And that worried her, she had been expecting that Lila or Caline to make a show about being a better person but the silence, and that bothered her more than she wanted to admit.

Sabine meanwhile looked at the two people who failed her daughter and barely kept from going over to them and tearing them apart with her bare hands.

“Gotta agree with the lawman here, this doesn’t make sense. Let’s start picking apart from the test…… Miss Bustier if you had the answer sheet stolen before the test, why on earth didn’t you change it?” Leonard said as he looked at Bustier who looked away as she realized something and palled in shock.

Daniel and Leonard looked at each other as Lenore stared at Bustier, something about the woman was bothering her but she couldn’t figure out what it was.

Leonard looked at the other board members and sighed. “Madame, answer the question please.”

“The answer sheet was stolen after the test Sir,” Miss Bustier said as she turned her head back to the front and then winced at the incredulous looks she was getting. Next to her Damocles jerked slightly and paled in fear, he was starting to think that this was going to be bad.

Behind her Marinette could hear Alya start to snicker when they had all realized when the answer sheet had to be taken after the test, it was all Marinette could do to keep Alya and Adrien from going to kill Bustier, saying that this was better.

Aurore meanwhile was starting to grin evilly, next to her Mirelle giggled. The two of them were here to see the Owl become an endangered species.

“I’m sorry, the sheet was stolen after the test?! That doesn’t make any sense at all if anyone wanted to cheat!” Daniel spat out and glared at Caline Bustier who looked back with a blank look on her face.

Leonard looked at the woman’s face and tried to figure out where he had seen her before, there was something about her that he couldn’t place.

“More how cheating was even possible at all. I…… let’s table that for now,” Leonard said and took a deep breath and looked at the others.

Daniel looked like he was going to argue, but he took a deep breath and nodded, Lenore only huffed and looked away.

“The next thing that’s bothering me, why didn’t anyone go with them?” Lenore demanded and Caline looked at her and took a deep breath.

“I trusted them to walk on their own,” Bustier said and even Damocles looked at her in shock. As she looked around a confused look was on her face.

“Both of them accused the other, or as you saw it, one thought the other was framing her, what did you expect nothing to happen?” Daniel asked with a scowl and Bustier looked at him and frowned.

“I trusted Marinette to be a good example to Lila, not cause any trouble at all, I didn’t expect anything like this to happen,” Bustier said and she was obvious to how the people behind her reacted, but the judges saw it all.

From how Ms. Mendeleiev was face palming to Aurore and Mireille scowl while next to her Marinette swallowed as she saw her parents look at her with a ‘you will explain this to us later’ look on their faces. Lenore, Daniel, and Leonard only stared at Bustier as they tried to understand her reasoning and failed.

“I know that she was a bad role model in this situation, but Marinette has such potential…….” Ms. Bustier tried to continue but Daniel held up a hand.

“You shut up now, every word you say makes me want to hurt you,” Daniel said and Bustier looked shocked that he said such things.

A commotion at the doors behind them caused them all to turn and see Lila being dragged into the room by her mother, an apologetic look on her face.

“Apologies, I was told it was an hour later, I was just lucky enough you sent one to my work address and my home,” Dolores Rossi said as Lila tried to hide behind her.

As the three judges looked on they smiled and grinned at each other.

“Well, good, you were right on time. Now the record says that you said that Marinette pushed you down the stairs in the courtyard, stole a necklace, and then hide it in her locker,” Leonard said and Lila nodded as Dolores looked at her.

“It hurt so much! I could barely stand but I…….” Lila began only for Daniels to interrupt her.

“Show me proof then,” He interrupted Lila and she went still as she looked at him. “Show me proof that Miss Marinette stole your necklace and pushed you down the stairs show me proof that you were even injured, and no your word doesn’t count.”

“It was found in her locker!” Lila said and Dolores looked up with a scowl only for Leonard to snort.

“Except the lockers at the school don’t have locks,” His blunt answer caused Lila to stare at him and her mother to jolt and opened and closed her mouth.

“They don’t have locks?! WHY!” Dolores demanded and Damocles looked a little embarrassed and looked away. “What about the cameras then!”

“I’m sorry mam, but the cameras weren’t checked and we have no paperwork because your daughter didn’t go to the hospital or even to the nurse,” Lenore told Dolores gently, only for her to stare in total confusion.

“What? My daughter fell down the stairs and they didn’t send her to the nurse!?” Dolores demanded and inside she was shocked beyond words, she had been around for a long time and this, this was shocking her to the point she was almost sure this was a dream. She knew the school had issues, but maybe she should look into changing schools before she had her new coat.

“And again mam, this is happening because the person who your daughter blamed said she didn’t push Lila and didn’t steal a necklace that she, your daughter, said was a family heirloom and the girl in question was expelled without a hearing before this or being able to defend herself at all,” Louise said and looked at Dolores who’s mouth dropped open in shock.

“That’s illegal!” Dolores said and then jerked and looked at him. “And what heirloom!?”

“And hence why we are here today, and why I’m particularly mad, especially since the last time this happened, well I don’t need to tell you about that sir!” Louise spat out and Damocles looked at him and did a double take as he realized who Louise was and paled in fear.

“What…..what do you mean the last time?” Caline asked as she looked at her boss and Louise looked away with a glare on his face.

“It’s a little something that the school it seems took great pains to hide but years ago a liar almost pushed a teen to suicide with just their words, turning most of the school against them. Since that happened this school now needs more than one person’s word to do anything about anything and always check the cameras first,” Lenore said before looking at Damocles with a glare in her eyes that made him shiver in fright. “Something that you should know sir! As you were the vice principal back then! And this entire episode has become nothing more than he said she did, with no paperwork to back it up!”

Damocles swallowed and looked down, pale and shaking as Miss. Bustier looked at him in total shock. The other students were all looking at him with disgust and part of Marinette was just as happy to have this happened if only to bring this to light.

“Your honor, about the video, I was able to grab a copy from the school’s servers before they were delegated, defense exhibit A,” Louise said and took out a folder from his briefcase and took it to the judge's table. As they read it he stepped back and smiled at Damocles. “And as you can see from the paperwork this is verified by the police’s data experts, and here it is now.”

The door to the street opened and Officer Rodger walked into the room, holding a briefcase with a key around his neck. Setting it down on the table before the judges, he opened it and revealed a disc as two officers rolled a TV and DVD player into the room.

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In his lair, Gabriel smiled as he, Nathalie, and the Kwami all gathered around a TV on the wall showing the courtroom. Gabriel felt a little giddy, he was wondering who would be his target today besides Lila. The plan they had was solid, and soon they would have more options open.

Nathalie looked at the screen and tried to think about what to do to bond with ‘Lila’, the backstory they had crafted had been perfect, and another of her Champion forms had gotten the records they needed into the computers and a fire at the location where the ‘original’ hard copies had gone up in flames thanks after

“What do you think, Lila or her mother?” Gabriel asked and Nathalie looked at him.

“We are betting about this? This is so wrong and immoral!” Nathalie said and then she smirked a little. “And it will be the teacher or the principal.”

“You know, this time why don’t you give him Sentimonsters like the pirate lady?” Duusu asked and Gabriel blinked and grinned, that might cause enough chaos that they could counter the heroes numbers! All they had to do was have Lila follow after Ladybug when she went to get them and they could track down the Guardian and find out their game!

Nathalie looked at Duusu as Nooroo could only look on blank-faced, not reacting at all.

“You’re more helpful than the other one,” Nathalie said and Duusu looked at her with a hard stare.

“He’s still bound by the Order’s Spells, I’m not,” Duusu said bluntly. A chuckle from Gabriel caused Nathalie to smile. As they saw the video reach its end Gabriel smiled and looked at the others around him. He had never expected to have come this far, or to have gathered such a group around him.

“It’s time my dear, let us………get dressed in our costumes,” Gabriel said only for Duusu to fly in front of his face.

“BOOO! Weak, very weak. Better have your ending phase better!” Duusu said and Gabriel laughed as Nathalie giggled.

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Back in the courtroom, everyone looked at the TV as it showed Lila sitting at the bottom of the staircase, Louise couldn’t believe that Lila’s plan had actually worked. Dolores stared aghast, shocked and horrified that she would inherit such bad karma, that she might have to act so stupidly. Sabine was gripping her chair’s seat to keep from attacking Lila herself.

“Wait a second……. If I remember right, doesn’t your class have a great view of the stairs Ms. Mendeleiev?” Lenore asked with a strange look on his face

“Yes, but I had taken my class on a trip to the local zoo that day,” Miss. Mendeleiev admitted and the judges nodded. “But really, when I heard about what happened……… I have no excuse for not pushing harder against this your honor, I accept any punishments you feel I deserve.”

“Miss Mendeleiev, from what we have learned you weren’t even in the building when this farce went down. It’s not your fault if they didn’t listen to you,” Daniel said kindly and Mendeleiev smiled at him.

“Tell my heart that,” Miss Mend said and sighed, shaking her head.

“Impossible to tell the heart anything it doesn’t want to acknowledge. But that is why you are a truly good teacher mam,” Lenore said and

Damocles looked at the TV, pale as he tried to figure out how to fix this.

“In light of something that I should have seen……. I suppose that the events didn’t happen as I thought……..” Damocles trailed off as Lenore looked down at him. “What?”

“Exhibit 2,” Louise said with a savage grin.

“This is Aurore Boreale, activating a recording app on my phone before myself and Mireille Caquet to go to our Principal, Mr. Damocles, to talk about what happened when he ‘expelled’ Marinette. I hope that this won’t be needed, but better safe than sorry,” Aurore’s voice came from the speakers as Mr. Damocles suddenly went white.

The sound of a door opening came from the recording and then Mr. Damocles’s voice came on.

“Can I help you?” Damocles’s voice asked.

Miss Bustier looked at Damocles next to her and saw him pale, she hoped whatever this was didn’t hurt the children too much.

“Sir, we heard about what happened with Marinette and we were wondering when her hearing would be,” Aurore’s voice came over and Marinette looked at her as she preened.

“There will no hearing, she is expelled with no way to come back ever!” Damocles voice said and Tom growled under his breath and

“Sir that’s illegal!” Aruore said and the sound of a chair scraping against a floor was heard.

“This is my school and what I say goes!” Mr. Damocles voice thundered from the speaker.

“Sir, that doesn’t matter, they are rules about this! You aren’t allowed to do that without a hearing!” Aurore’s voice came out as Marinette looked at Aurore who winked at her with a grin.

“OUT NOW! Any more and I’ll suspend you for talking against the authority of the principal!” Mr. Damocles voice thundered.

Marinette looked around until she saw Aurore looking at her and smiled. Marinette nodded and promised herself to give Aurore a nice gift for this, this might win the case.

“Wow, there is so much in this recording to talk about, I don’t know where to even start!” Daniels said with an evil smile on his face as Damocles sank into his chair.

“I know that I should have handled this better, but I saw a……… an escalation of events. I acted to protect my school,” Damocles said bleakly and Alya looked at him as Nora nodded, having seen what made him decide to do that, but logic wasn’t always the right call.

“That’s enough from you,” Lenore said bluntly and looked at them before scowling and standing up. She picked up two folders and walked towards a small step on the left side before the judge’s table.

“This hearing finds that the actions against Marinette Dunpang-Chang were unlawful. The expulsion will be stricken from her records,” Lenore said as she put one of the folders down on the table before the defense and the other before the Damocles and Miss Bustier. As he opened the folder and read what was within, Damocles paled as Miss Bustier smiled.

“Well, that was a terrible situation that I’m glad is done, I suppose I’ll see Marinette back in class by Friday then?” Ms. Bustier said with a smile on her face, blind to the reactions of the entire room around

“No, she won’t. And nothing it done!” Lenore interrupted her as she walked back and one more sat behind the judge’s table before joining the others in glaring at the two behind the prosecutor’s table. “Caline Bustier, everything that was found has caused the school board to have….. doubts about your future as a teacher. You will be suspended until a decision is made! But I would expect to have a hard time proving you should remain a teacher Madam! And finally, due to a contract signed when he became the principal, Mr. Damocles alone is responsible so if you want to sue the school you can only sue him.”

As Damocles paled in horror, if they investigated then they would find everything! he had thankfully gotten all his treasures out of the school, all he had to do now was use his escape plan, and then after he shaved his facial hair and washed out the die, he could relax. He had everything ready, all he needed to do was get through the day and not be held, but he did feel a little bad that his cushy extra retirement was canceled. He had to get away before he lost everything he had worked for!

Miss Bustier blinked, wondering why Marinette would even think of doing that as it wouldn’t make a Good Example for others. She would have to talk to the girl and show her the right way to go, she did need guidance after all. But she couldn’t understand what they meant, her teaching records were perfect, and she always had a Good Example Student for the others in her class to learn from and follow once they understood what was right! They sometimes needed to be shown the way, but before they left her loving care, they understood just how to inspire others! She couldn’t think of anything that could have caused this to happen!

As Marinette grinned Tom and Sarah smirked as Louise grinned evilly. The people watching were all smiles and some even cheered, but Lila fumed as she looked at Marinette with a glare that could cull milk.

Marinette looked around then palled as she saw something, an Akuma had just flown through the open door. As others saw it the Judges looked up and paled as the Akuma hit the papers masks formed on the faces of Caline and Damocles.

“Oh god, a double attack!” Marinette said shakily as she got up and everyone started to scream and run towards the doors.

“Lila follow me!” Dolores ordered and Lila’s eyes went wide before running after her mother, r9ight past Alya who got a perfect screenshot of her face before Nora pulled her behind her and out the door.

Sabine grabbed her daughter and pulled her towards the right side door, Tom following behind them as the Judges all reacted and most of them started to back away as Daniel grinned. Mirelle went weak and almost fell before Aurore grabbed her and pulled her as Ms. Mendeleiev glared at Damocles and Bustier, she kept still until all the students left before she flowed them and closed the door as Louise made it through. Looking around she saw Lila and her mother had kept moving, running towards an exit leaving everyone behind.

As Louise looked around he saw a long wooden bench and grinned. “Quick, help move this thing! We can block the doors, give us and the heroes some time!”

Aurore looked up from her phone as she activated the Akuma alert and Mireille nodded as she did the same as her coworker. Ms. Mendeleiev looked at him before rushing to help as all their phones started to beep with the Akuma Alarm. Nora pushed the bench in front of the doors and looked around for anything

“Need some help?” A voice from behind caused them to turn their heads to see Chat Noir, Carapace and Roi Stinge.

“Roi Stine, find anything to help keep the door closed! Carapace, get ready to block whatever comes out! Who are we looking at here?” Chat Noir asked as the others went to work as the civilians moved away.

“Double attack, both Damocles and Bustier, the Akuma is in a folder!” Mendeleiev said and Chat Noir almost went still as he realized what they were facing. “Wait how did you know to come in?”

“Lila Rossi and who I think is her mother made a new land speed record, yeah we came in,” Carapace said as Roi Stinge handed a wooden chair to Nora.

“We heard about this and what almost happened, figured some of us should be on standby,” Chat Noir said and Mendeleiev looked at them moments before a gunshot rang out.

“Everyone move now! Out!” Chat Noir commanded and everyone ran towards the exit, the heroes watching their back.

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Inside the room Bustier and Damocles were still standing there, not moving an inch as two energy masks formed slowly over their faces before Shadowmoth could speak to them.

“Dark Owl, hello again. And hello to you Moon Raven! I am Shadow Moth! So these fools dared to go against your Authority Dark Owl, grant me my prize and I will make you the head of all Education in the City! Moon Raven, why should these people not understand the lessons you were trying to teach the students under your care, serve my goal and I will make you the teacher who sets the rules all must follow, with your Midnight Coven, bring me the Miraculous!”

“Let Justice be done under the claws of the Coven!” Damocles called out as the slime covered his and Bustier’s bodies in a ten-foot sphere.

From the sphere came ten balls of slime that shot out and hit the ground, each one grew into an androgynous humanoid the size of a teen. They had grey skin and all of them were dressed in orange shirts and pants that formed into brown gloves and boots with an orange cloak on their backs. Their heads were all covered by beaked helmets that exposed the grey skin of their mouths.

The energy died down and revealed the Dark Owl was the same as he had been before, a grey-skinned being with yellow round eyes with half white, half orange sclera. His face was still covered by a black mask with white edges of the eyes, above were two brown tops that started over the eyes and went around the face to point backward. His beard was visible and brown, his mustache had grown to be more notable with the tips sticking out while the whole thing had black strips going up it. His black suit was the same down to its brown coveringing and padding over the arms, legs and upper body, and the covering had darker lines and a brown owl’s face on the chest. His arms were ended with brown gloves with brown ridges and on his feet were brown boots with steel soles. His brown cape flawed out and turned into wings and back and there were feathers on the edge

Caline Bustier stood there in her new Akuma form. Her skin was a stark gray, and she wore a form-fitting golden bodysuit with a red raven’s head on her right breast. On her head was an open helmet with a beaked visor that went to just above her golden lips. Around her waist was a black belt with white lines on the outside and small pouches and on her shoulders was a golden cape that went to her feet, feet that were in high-heeled knee-high boots. In her hands was a fighting staff and she grinned evilly as she looked around the chambers.

“Come Moon Raven, let's find these fools and show them what true justice is!” Dark Owl declared as Moon Raven laughed and nodded. “Quick Moon, take the documents of justice and keep them safe!”

“Got it Owl, let's hunt down those misguided ones, Marinette will be a perfect Sparrow to spread our message!” Moon Raven said with a grin in her voice. Before they could move a slow dark laugh caused them to see Daniel was still behind the table, a crazed look in his eyes.

“You know, this is great! I finally get to see if Akuma are bulletproof!” Daniel said as he brought up a double-barreled shotgun and with a boom, one of the Midnight Crew’s heads was blown off. As it collapsed into slime Dark Owl and Moon Raven moved backward as the Midnight Crew rushed towards the door. As they tried to open it Daniels grinned and lined up another shot on Dark Owl as he jumped around the room. “Stop jumping! You’re gonna make me get out the axe!”

Dark Owl threw a small ball at the ground before the judge’s table and a blight light flashed and Daniels closed his eyes instantly.

“To the side door crew, follow me!” Dark Owl bellowed and led the way, two of the Midnight Crew attacked Daniels and he shot again hitting one in the head but the other was on him before he could draw a bead. As he fell backward he let go of his rifle and grappled with the Sentimonster.

However moments later someone bashed the Sentimonster’s head off, and its body collapsed into slime that pooled away from Daniel. Looking up he saw Lenore holding a chair in her hand, breathing heavily.

“Come on, we need to get away now!” Lenore said as she reached down and Daniels sighed and nodded. A bubbling sound caused him to turn and pale as he looked towards the remains of the first Sentimonster he ’killed’.

#ladybug fanfiction #miraculous au #ladybug au #ladybug fic #Miraculous:Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir Rocks #adrien x marinette #Miraculous Ladybug AU/ The Law is The Law

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Mark Hollis: A Perfect Silence by Ben Wardle

Not long since I finished this wonderful book about Mark Hollis of Talk Talk by Ben Wardle. Full of fascinating details about this most brilliant musician and singular character, I’ve become a bit obsessed…

I have been a fan for years but the book has got me seeking out B-sides, rarities, live performances, covers and interviews and I’m loving it all. He’s such a beguiling character, full of contradictions: the lead singer of a classic 80s synth-pop band whose voice was a perfect fit for that early 80s sound, but who was always much more interested in jazz and classical. The band leader singing in front of thousands night after night who found that a pair of sunglasses made it feel like they helped block the world out and never performed without them again, and not at all after the band had toured their third album. The hero to thousands who loved his band, nigh-on a god to those of us for whom his later albums are the work of a genius, who more or less retreated from the music industry entirely in his 40s, and hardly recorded anything for the last twenty years of his life, preferring instead to devote himself to a quiet life with his family. And although this may just be a judgement borne of snobbery never has anyone so steeped in learning and culture - mainly music in his case but also movies and books - had a speaking voice so much like Henry’s Cat’s :)

And so much of what he said, the way he made his music, the way he lived his life and especially the way he left it all (making music) behind for a quiet life, really resonates. The way he used his voice as an instrument, that his voice and the words were subservient to the music, not the other way round, and the way his wrote his lyrics accordingly.

The way his last three albums came together is utterly fascinating. Endless session musicians were hired and given no instructions, but instead just asked to just play along however they saw fit (literally in the dark on Talk Talk’s last two albums). In many cases what they played was never used, in others a sequence of just a few seconds would be salvaged but then dropped in somewhere other than where it had originally been played. In his quest for the perfectly spontaneous performance he gave up on demos - as that spontaneity would be lost in the re-recording - and coldly overlooked the playing of his most trusted fellow musicians including fellow founder members Paul Webb and Lee Harris. He cost his record companies more money in studio time than they could ever hope to recoup from sales of the resulting albums - Talk Talk’s Spirit of Eden and Laughing Stock, and Hollis’ eponymous solo album - which have come to be regarded as masterpieces but were never going to sell well.

Ben Wardle brilliant captures the symmetry between Hollis’ love of silence, the spaces in-between the notes, and the silence of his refusal to give interviews or do anything that might reveal anything of what he was up to in his last years.

The desire for privacy, for quiet, to walk away from doing something when to everyone else it might seem like such a good thing, because ‘it was time’. So much resonates.

YOUR HOMEWORK:

The masterpiece album that first took Hollis and Talk Talk right away from mainstream commercial music is Spirit of Eden.

I urge you to seek out 'The Colour of Spring' the first track from his solo album ‘Mark Hollis’: https://open.spotify.com/track/7kYsV81UkV4z7UuF94u8T6... ...and specifically the gentle piano chords starting at around 2.02. So sensitively played and with so much silence around them. Quiet isn’t for everyone but for this Hollis fan, for whom there isn’t enough of it, it’s exquisite, one of my very favourite pieces of music.

Also, one of Talk Talk’s last ever live performances, at Montreux in 1986, when they were absolutely flying. The full gig is available but for a shorter intro this version of Living In Another World is ace: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hop1tb-DR_k Ignore the mid-80s hair and clothes - they look like a funny-looking mix of rock-gods and office nerds with Hollis somewhere in the middle - and the hair-band guitar posturing at the end(!) and admire the song, arrangements and Hollis emoting. He didn’t like touring and never wanted to perform live again shortly after this, and yet his performance is fantastic here, so impassioned.

This has long been a favourite song incidentally. You can’t really hear the bass part very well here - listen to the album version - but it’s an absolute cracker and I’ve been trying to learn it for the last few days.

And of course, read the book: https://amzn.to/42XP4Yn

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24 novembre: Esplorazioni vicino a Casa di Vacanza

Today I drove us to Sassoferato for our morning coffee, taking the long route over the nearby hills and along very narrow country roads. Allan only ‘freaked out’ once when I went too close to the edge of the road. Some of the roads here can be challenging to navigate, at least for me – not only do they become very narrow, the verge along parts of the road is crumbling away. Our plan was that Allan would drop me off closer to home on the way back and I would walk the last 7kms or so. As it happens, it was less than 5 kms to home. It was a beautiful day and the walk was a terrific opportunity to listen to my Italian movie (as part of my immersion in Italian) and to take more photos of the countryside. Just in case anyone is interested, the movie I’m listening to each day is ‘Tre Moglie’, a comedy which is freely available on YouTube and which does come with English subtitles. You can find the URL for this and three other Italian movies at https://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&v=H5u-zv0y8J4

Yesterday we drove into Perugia in Umbria which is about one hour away. To our surprise, just around the corner from home we were greeted by a panorama of snow-capped mountains. It wasn’t possible to stop and take photos at the time but some of the photos below show the mountains in the distance.

Our main purpose for going into Perugia was to buy a Telepass for the tolls to make tomorrow’s trip up north a lot easier and less stressful. It took a bit of research but we found a free carpark about 4-5kms outside Perugia’s historical centre (il centro storio) and we caught the local MiniMetro part of the way in and then walked the last couple of kms. I should have reminded Allan that most of the towns and villages in this region were founded on the hills for defensive reasons. Personally I enjoyed the walk which went up and up and up (and up still further). To our surprise, just outside the old city walls we found a series of escalators which we could ride up to the old city centre.

Old Perugia is a beautiful medieval town with narrow winding streets that just invite you to meander down and discover what might be around the corner. We found a wonderful vantage point from which we could look over to the mountains and nearby towns including Assisi which is on my ‘must go back and see’ list. This was followed by a couple of hours wandering through the Galleria Nazionale Dell’Umbria, Umbria’s National Gallery, where we found a fantastic collection of the local art stretching back to the 1200’s. It was fascinating tracing how Italian art has changed through the centuries, and how the depiction of perspective developed. The gallery being located in Perugia, there were of course quite a few works attributed to Perugino and his school. Perugino, or Pietro Vannucci, was a renowned Italian Renaissance painter who developed some of the qualities that characterised artistic works during the high renaissance and he influenced many other famous artists who started in his workshop. Raphael was probably one of his most famous pupils. Perugino is interesting as he likely studied alongside Leonardo da Vinci, Ghirlandaio, Filipino Lipi and others. Unfortunately, in his later years the quality of Perugino’s work declined and he often resorted to repeating aspects of his earlier works, taking a kind of paint by numbers approach except that he would ‘paint by saint’; e.g., he would incorporate depictions of saints he’d previously painted into his current works.

After a delicious lunch of pizza bianca con tartufo (a white pizza with just grana cheese and slices of black truffle), we made our way home.

Tomorrow we head off for Brentonico, Trentino Alto-Adige. We’ve been told that there’s snow on the mountains and to bring our good walking shoes ….

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oh hey, decade list anon, i didnt really forget about you, i just slept through most of tuesday and now thought about it. let’s do some listing.

Music: A tough category bc finding what applies is tricky.

Shape Shift with Me - Against Me! (2016)

The album is just wholly good, of just wanting to belt along with everything. “Dead Rats” is my pick for fave, tho tbh it’s whichever im listening to atm. Ive changed this like 5 times ngl

Hozier - Hozier (2014)

hozier hozier hozier. everyone knows this blues-y guy. fave track: “It Will Come Back” (i took take me to church out of the running on purpose)

Brought to Rot - Laura Jane Grace & The Devouring Mothers (2018)

i got ljg across my one per band rule, shh. “Apocalypse Now (& Later)”

Come of Age - The Vaccines (2011)

Wetsuit is the fave

Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys - My Chemical Romance (2010)

Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)

CLPPNG - clipping. (2014)

Body & Blood. ty jacob for getting me into them, i wouldntve found them by the daveed diggs from hamilton connection

Death of a Bachelor - Panic! at the Disco (2016)

Don't Threaten Me with a Good Time. a P!atD almost had to make it

Racine Carrée (2013) - Stromae

tous les mêmes. ty frankie!

The Human Condition - Jon Bellion (2016)

Morning in America

Racine Carrée - Stromae (2013)

tous les mêmes

1) my keyboard started acting up again in the middle of this >:c but just for a bit, and 2) there’s really not a lot to say about music. Music good! Honorable mentions to Mother Mother’s O My Heart, which came out earlier but i discovered recently and loved, Pierce the Veil’s Collide with the Sky where listening to stuff like A Match Into Water has been less relevant (good thing!) and Moses Sumney’s Aromanticism which isn’t top fave music, but which i obvsly love and support

Video Games:

Stardew Valley (2016)

Such a charming farming game, and a great one to play if you just need to have a nice time watering crops, giving gifts, or fish. Also a good one to play while listening to podcasts, though the music and sound effects are nice. When i first got it I got sucked in and played all night, oops! I’ve got 422 hrs in this. Lots of mods out there, including a good gender neutrality one, and also just got a big update, and part of it was giving a platonic roommate option so im a v happy queer

FTL: Faster Than Light (2012)

A spaceship roguelite, with real time with pause, where you must fight through sectors of space because you have the necessary knowledge to take down the rebel flagship. I’ve heard it described as like “surprisingly, a star trek simulator”, as you acquire alien crew and react to emergencies. A lot of fun, difficult at first, and i really want to get their second game, Into the Breach.

Pokémon Sun (2016)

Aside: Pokemon HeartGold was released in 2009? so my first game was almost in. Pokemon Sun is a lot of fun, and makes tons of quality life choices in particular. Like no HMs! and there was much rejoicing. First game I filled my pokedex in (helps that it was just the regional it tracked tho. And i filled my dex in heartgold but with an actionreplay helping out to make anything available). SOS battles are a great way to shiny hunt tho i wish there was a way to stop them (ik there’s status but it can wear off or not stick). I have like 400 hrs in? sometimes i leave it on, but im sure it’s all the breeding or slow battle tree while doing other stuff.

Undertale (2015)

This was under consideration for music too. The characters are really great and why it’s so high. I’ve never and could not mentally, emotionally, physically do an evil run. how dare you even suggest

Fallout: New Vegas (2010)

surprised this fits in. A long time fave, love exploring the irradiated Mojave, listening to oldies and HOLD UP turns out i Do know who tf wayne newton is (after justin was like this is where Duck’s name is from) bc he’s in this game? not as Mr Las Vegas, but Mr New Vegas, the DJ of the radio station. ok weird wiki times lol.

The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time 3D (2011)

remakes count, right? LoZ is really good and this is a good one! Nm to say?

Transistor (2014)

This game is really gorgeous, and the music is great. It’s a cool cyber future with a mute singer and a talking sword, fighting robots, and playing with a robot dog, what’s not to like?

Terraria (2011)

A sandbox world that you can rearrange and craft stuff in, same genre as Minecraft, but with NPCs, much more boxes, probably more crafting and gear, and one less dimension. I’ve put 208hrs into this

Kerbal Space Program (2011, 2013, 2015)

So it got a beta release, then onto Steam Early Access, then out of beta in those years respectively. It’s a physics simulator of starting a space program and often failing in fun ways! Getting to space is hard! Landing somewhere from space is also very hard. Turns out it *is* rocket science. 176 hours and my best accomplishments are satellites all over the place and landing on kerbal’s /second/ moon. I landed a probe onto the mars equivalent too. V moddable game

Universal Paperclips (2017)

Browser game that looks like a very basically designed clicker game, where you play a productivity-maximized AI in a paperclip making machine, so you make all the paperclips you can. All Of Them. It’s a fun one

#rj talks #decade list anon #itll get tagged as that too #video games #music #i might do movies later these took a bit and this is v long and making it in tumblr is making me nervous tbh #maybe ill do movies as best for each year if you like that style?

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Can I get some SFW and nsfw modern day Kaeya and Diluc stuff? Ty ty!

Damn I hadn't even thought about ModernAU Genshin before lol should be interesting- lesgoooo~

Side note- Genshin refuses to make actual sense of any of the ages of its characters, so I'm going with, like... mid-20's, semi-recently out of college for these two.

Kaeya, Diluc x GN Reader - ModernAU! headcanons

SFW (nsfw below the cut)

Kaeya:

- He's in law school, and has a real knack for discovering hilarious and exploitable legal loopholes. It's also a field that suits him for a number of reasons- it makes use of his infectious natural charm, and keeps him entertained with the 'stories' you happen upon working with people's legal and personal problems. He's also the best dressed in any of his classes, and in any given courtroom. Those who know luxury clothing when they see it can't help incredulously wondering how he affords his wardrobe while still technically a student.

- Kaeya is such a shitposter. He habitually 'likes' any and everything you post on any and all social media platforms- but he'll also comment "mmm who's that sexy thing" beneath the most innocuous images of you. He sends you dumb memes at concerning hours of the night- frequently while intoxicated, and especially when you've had a stressful day.

- As a partner, Kaeya is surprisingly loyal. His friends (and yours) will joke about him being a total slut, how you must have to keep him on such a short leash. He doesn't take offense to this though, and in a way, he gets a kick out of being perceived this way. But in truth, since he's been with you, he's never once considered anyone else. When you're alone together, there's a warmth in his gaze and a gentleness to his touch that no one else has ever seen.

- Everywhere Kaeya goes, he seems to "know a guy." He's always got an in- and an elaborate story of how he met this person and why they're, frankly, worryingly open to doing him favors. It's rare that a date with Kaeya goes by without you being offered free drinks, free desserts, a better seat at a restaurant or theatre, etc. Generally, when pressed, he'll wave a hand and say, "Babe come on, you know me- I just love making friends." Though you've heard whispers that some of his "friends" are just people who can't afford to be on his bad side.

Diluc:

- Was on track to become a police officer for some time, but it took barely a month from completing his training for him to become entirely disillusioned with the entire system. He quit (bluntly and forcefully, I might add) and now works as a P.I. His quietly thoughtful and serious nature puts clients at ease while allowing him to examine each case efficiently and effectively. I also figure we'd still carry over the "bartending at night" angle from the games- it's a great way to network and gain intel while undercover.

- His phone is basically a device for work, the news, and sometimes for contacting you, and absolutely nothing else. He hates the constant noise of social media, and refuses to jump on trends when things move too fast to get meaningfully invested in anything. Still, while he tries to angle his screen so you won't see it, he has set a picture of you as his wallpaper.

- Diluc loves the quiet, domestic side of your relationship. He treasures things like cooking together, cuddling on the couch with a movie, or even working on chores and projects together. He comes from money (though he doesn't talk about it much), so the more down to earth life that he's made with you is precious to him, and he appreciates all of the little moments that reaffirm your bond. That said, he does have an excellent memory for things like birthdays, anniversaries and such, and he is not shy about spending some cash on such occasions.

- Your friends all think he's super hot (and they're right), but are also a bit intimidated by him. Once, you tried showing them a sweet message he sent you drowning in heart emojis and they insisted that couldn't be him. Now there's a running joke in your friend group about your secret side-guy who leaves you nice voicemails when you've had a bad day and has flowers sent to your work- since they're convinced someone as serious and put-together as Diluc couldn't be your incredibly affectionate boyfriend.

NSFW 18+ v

Kaeya:

- Kaeya loves showing you off, especially in an outfit he bought just for you. It seriously turns him on to watch you over a nice dinner out wearing something a bit risque that he selected for you, noting the appreciative glances in your direction from others nearby, and knowing that you're his. The way his line of sight wanders your body all night makes it exceedingly clear that he can't wait to tear that lovely outfit off of you when he has you alone.

- Definitely the adventurous and experimental sort when it comes to kink, and he especially enjoys a bit of exhibitionism or semi-public fooling around. During a similar date night, with you looking so positively delicious across the table, he'll watch with a wolfish smirk as you squirm from the vibrations of a toy he pushed inside of you earlier that evening. He reclines in his seat and levels his gaze on you, saying, "My, darling, are you feeling alright? You look a bit flushed..." as his hand fiddles with the toy's remote. Then, once he gets you home or- even better -to a hotel, he'll press you against the window as he fucks you into panting, mindless bliss. Sometimes he doesn't even want to wait that long, and he'll find somewhere to park his car and fuck you in his back seat

- Kaeya has sending dick pics and lewd selfies down to an art. Seriously, his pictures are beautiful- of course helped by the fact that his body is gorgeous as well. Naturally, he loves to receive erotic images of you as well, and will save each and every one of them for "later use." If you're into it, he'll gladly send you a video of himself stroking his cock just for you, while describing every filthy thing he imagines doing to you in explicit detail.

Diluc:

- Generally speaking, Diluc wants to wine and dine you before the spicy business. He's a romantic at heart, and he wants you to know that he adores every part of you- and your body just happens to be one item on that list. He's not as obvious with his desires as some, but lingering gazes across the dinner table, or a hand at the small of your back trailing around your waist, all make his intentions clear. There's no doubt your lovely evening together will end with his strong body pressing you against his matress, his lips at your throat and your thighs clinging around his hips.

- He's generally fairly private about his sex life- not shy, per say, but insistent that your mutual pleasure is something for only the two of you. He's also not likely to sext or send lewd photos unless you really, really want them (and he's kind of adorably awkward about it at first even if he does try for you)- but if you tease him by sending him something naughty, his mind short circuits. His face burns crimson and he stops whatever he was doing and just stares at your beautiful body on the screen, as though he can already feel you in his hands.

- Diluc is a busy man, so there's likely to be stretches when the time and energy for sex simply isn't there. But once he's wrapped up a case and he finally has some time to breathe, you can bet he'll lift you into his arms and carry you to the bedroom the first chance he gets. You might even start to suspect that it's a way for him to vent his work stress when his thick cock pounds into you so nice and steady and deep- but you're certainly not about to complain, especially when you've been without him for so long.

#genshin impact #modern au #kaeya #diluc #kaeya x reader #diluc x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #fluff and smut #genshin impact headcanons #genshin not sfw

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h34rtizuku · 3 years

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༺♡༻ if ur under 18, dni ✧ luv u tho

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୨୧ izuku is a pro hero with a 6 year old kid and it’s not mf easy

୨୧ while he’s at work, inko will watch over the child but he feels bad for putting all that burden on her so he decides to hire a nanny

୨୧ you're not too big on kids but you're good with them and that he experiences first hand ~

୨୧ he’s at the store one weekend with kiddo and he’s in the chip aisle looking for which type he wants to get

୨୧ mumbling to himself about which type he’s craving now but what if that craving changes later and he wants a different flavor instead

୨୧ he lets go of the little one’s hand for a split second to get the bag off the shelf and once the grocery is in his arms he turns to his side to grab the little one’s hand once more, only to find him not there

୨୧ he looks up and down the aisle - no kid

୨୧ he goes to the neighboring aisles - not there

୨୧ he goes all around the store, nervously sweating, muttering insults to himself that he lost his only kid - how stupid and unfit of a parent he was

୨୧ until he comes upon an aisle and hears the sniffles of a small child the child took a bit after him when he was a kid, a bit of a crybaby

୨୧ but he sees you

୨୧ calmly reassuring the child, patting his back, telling him to calm down and not to worry that you’ll go look for his father together

୨୧ he doesn’t know why but the sight tugs at his heart, there is something so pure and natural about how you are treating his child

୨୧ but he’s breaking up the sweet moment with a call of his child’s name causing the little boy to turn around and rush into izuku’s large warm arms

୨୧ you’re standing there a little shocked because omg that’s pro hero deku in the mf flesh

୨୧ but you're also happy that the lost boy has been reunited with his father

୨�� you're about to walk off with a smile when he stops you

୨୧ he thanks you profusely for your help and you’re shyly like ‘it’s no biggie’ with blushed cheeks

୨୧ he asks if he can properly thank you and you’re like dude it’s really no problem

୨୧ he really is thankful but there is also something deep inside him that doesn’t quite want to let you go

୨୧ so he’s like let me buy your groceries and take you out for coffee

୨୧ and you’re about to refuse but you’re a poor college student so getting this weeks groceries for free was one thing

୨୧ but also how are you gonna pass up having coffee with the number one hero and his cute little mini-me ???

୨୧ so yall are at a cute lil cafe where he learns that you're a college student and looking for a partime job over the summer

୨୧ he’s like, you know what, why don’t i hire you as my nanny

୨୧ you’re like i’m not sure, i’m not really a kid person

୨୧ he’s like, i saw you with him, you’ll be just fine - besides he’s a good kid, he just needs someone to watch over him and feed him

୨୧ also i pay really well

୨୧ so you’re like … say less

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୨୧ so the first day on the job you arrive at like 8 am, he gave you the code to his door so you just let yourself in

୨୧ you see kiddo at the kitchen table just eating his cheerios or whatever but no sign of izuku

୨୧ so you just go over and take a seat next to the kid and make small talk with him

୨୧ then you hear some shuffling coming from behind you causing you to turn around and investigate

୨୧ lo and behold you see a shirtless izuku with nothing but gray sweatpants hanging low on his wide hips

୨୧ he’s got a towel across his broad shoulders that he’s using to dry the jade curls that haven’t been shaved off as a part of his undercut

୨୧ you follow the droplets of water as they slide down the crevices of his pectorals and abdomen, drifting down his v line and the small tuft of hair leading down from his belly button and melting into the waistline of his pants

୨୧ you’re trying not to salivate at the sight but you also can’t bring yourself to look away just yet wanting to memorize and study the location of every scar and freckle littering his muscular torso

୨୧ he stops drying his hair for a minute and finally sees you like ‘oh great you’re here - how was the trip over here? it wasn’t too hard to find right?’

୨୧ and you’re burning eyes finally tear away from caramel torso and you’re like ‘nope, i found it just fine’ ahaha

୨୧ he gives you a little low down on like, what kid likes to eat, what he doesn’t, what he likes to do, when he goes down for a nap … all that good babysitting stuff

୨୧ after he’s dressed in his hero outfit, he’s kissing his lil nugget goodbye, telling him to treat you nicely, and with several final thank you’s he’s out the door

୨୧ and that’s the start of your job nannying the kid of the number one hero

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୨୧ he was right, the kid is a really easy kid

୨୧ he goes down easy for his nap, he’s potty trained, inko raised him like she did izuku so he’s basically the perfect kid, he’s really sweet and will sit down and watch movies with you or he plays really easy by himself playing with his deku, all might, and dynamite action figures

୨୧ and if how easy a job it was, or the smoking hot employer wasn’t enough, the first time you got your paycheck was

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୨୧ one day, there was a sudden summer storm that hit right as you reached your stop on the bus

୨୧ you didn’t have an umbrella, forcing you to run to izuku’s house in the pouring rain

୨୧ you show up through the front door and he comes in to greet you only to see you drenched and shivering due to the ac in his home

୨୧ he’s like, “hey y/n how- oh my god, you’re soaked.”

୨୧ and you’re rubbing at your arm awkwardly and trying to create any sort of warmth as you tell him how you got in this mess

୨୧ he’s taking in your soaked form and suddenly his worrying eyes turn into curious ones as he watches a droplet slide from your chin, down your neck, and down your chest to fall between the top alley of your breasts due to the first few buttons of your top being opened

୨୧ the white top you decided today was the perfect day to wear, and without a bra no less

୨୧ but in your shivering and embarrassment you forgot all about that minor detail

୨୧ oh but izuku didn’t forget it

୨୧ he imagined that water droplet sliding down the valley of your breasts underneath your blouse and gliding over your stomach, almost getting lost in your belly button, only to disappear under your waistband

୨୧ he imagined what it would be like to lick the droplets off your hot skin

୨୧ he scanned back up and noticed the tight see-through material of your shirt hugging your tits, dipping into every crevice leaving nothing to the imagination

୨୧ he sees the dark hue of your nipples from behind the cloth, along with the 2 little peaks your buds have made due to the cold air circulating in his house bonus points if you have your nipples pierced, i’m jealous of you

୨୧ he pulls his gaze away when he sees a violent shiver rack your body

୨୧ he leaves for a moment and comes back with a warm towel, almost sad to see the sight of your tits gone but your comfort and warmth was more important to him

୨୧ he tells you to dry off a bit as he goes and gets the shower started for you

୨୧ you’re thanking him yet apologizing for the trouble as you’re gonna make him late for work

୨୧ and he’s denying any negative comments coming out your mouth saying that he technically is at work as helping people is his job and he wouldn’t be a good hero if he didn’t help someone right in front of him

୨୧ he tells you to take as long as you need getting washed up and getting the temperature back in your body

୨୧ he doesn’t have time to think about how you’re just a few feet and a closed bathroom door away from him, naked ~ as he picks out the smallest pieces of clothing he has in his closet

୨୧ he finds an old t-shirt and shorts from his high school days and lays them on his bed telling you through the door that when you’re done he has clothes waiting for you

୨୧ you don’t take too long getting washed up as you know he needs to get to work so only about 10 minutes later you’re walking into the living to izuku sitting on the couch watching the movie his kid wanted to put on

୨୧ he sees you come in from his peripherals as his heart damn near stops seeing you in his clothes

୨୧ the clothes were so small they couldn’t fit him any longer, not after getting a post-high school growth spurt and getting broader due to his hero work

୨୧ but the fact that his already small clothes were swallowing you just did something to him

୨୧ blame it on his size kink he don’t know he has quite yet

୨୧ he pulls himself together to tell you that he threw your soiled clothes in the wash before he says his good byes to his kiddo

୨୧ he’s heading out the door while you and his son are telling him to be safe out there when just as he’s about to leave you call out to him

୨୧ he’s turning around maybe a lil too fast, but he sees you with an umbrella in your hand telling him that you ‘wouldn’t want him to make the same mistake you did’ with a cute bashful smile on your face that almost made him call in sick to work

୨୧ but he knew he couldn’t do that

୨୧ screw being number one hero and all that

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୨୧ a few weeks later he comes home from work, tired af as one would

୨୧ but he gets to the door and sees you and his kiddo waiting for him inside

୨୧ you have a cake in your hands and his little one pops one of those little confetti canons at his father with a loud “happy birthday”

୨୧ he’s a lil shocked, a lil surprised, but in a good way

୨୧ he looks at you

୨୧ “well kiddo told me it was your birthday and with a quick little google search i confirmed it to be true. and i felt bad that you had to work on your birthday so we decided to bake you a cake while you were gone and wait for you to get home.” you said softly

୨୧ he had totally forgotten it was his birthday but if it being his birthday meant that he could see you in a little apron waiting for him to come in the door …

୨୧ damn he wished it was his birthday everyday

୨୧ y’all move into the kitchen to start cutting the cake and as you’re plating slices you lean down to the little one and tell him to ‘go get the birthday card he made for daddy’

୨୧ and izuku who wasn’t quite paying attention is like “hmm?” and you just like look at him

୨୧ and he’s like, “oh i thought- you were calling for me-“

୨୧ and you’re like mf, i don’t call you daddy yet

୨୧ but yall just kinda like awkwardly get past it and move on when the child comes running in with his folded construction paper with a green stick figure on the front labeled ‘dad’

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୨୧ it all leads up to the day about a month later when you arrive at their home to no sign of the kid

୨୧ and you’re like ~ wtf? he always comes to greet me at the door with a hug and he’s not doing that

୨୧ and you’re looking in the kitchen and the living room to see no sign of the child

୨୧ when you’re about to head into his room to see if he somehow decided to sleep in today, izuku comes out his room

୨୧ and you’re like, where’s the kid?

୨୧ and he’s like, oh, i meant to tell you that my mom came by just a few minutes ago and decided to take him out for the day

୨୧ so you’re like, okay, should i just go home then?

୨୧ and he’s like, you could but i just so happen to have the day off and i think it would be nice if we got to spend some time together, without the kid around

୨୧ and you’re like, what am i gonna do ?? say no ?!

୨୧ so y’all go out for coffee, take a walk around the park, and then go out for lunch before going back to his house to watch like a movie or whatever

୨୧ y’all get back home and he sits on the couch scrolling through streaming sites looking for a movie and you’re coming back from the bathroom

୨୧ when you’re walking to the couch, your foot catches one of the kid’s toys that was lying on the floor causing you to trip and stumble forward

୨୧ izuku moves to catch you causing you to fall into his chest and practically on top his lap

୨୧ you’re out of breath from the sudden adrenaline spike but the close proximity between the two of you isn’t making it any easier to catch said breath

୨୧ neither of y’all are moving, just staring into each others eyes as he quietly asks “are you alright?”

୨୧ his warm breath dancing across your face as you give him a light nod

୨୧ his eyes suddenly move to your lips and out of his mouth comes the words you thought you’d never hear

୨୧ “can i kiss you?”

୨୧ and with a split glance to his lips you’re nodding fervently

୨୧ not soon enough his lips are on yours : plump, warm, and soft ~ tasting of the coffee and the mint gum he chewed after lunch

୨୧ you two pull apart reluctantly but he sets his forehead against yours as he catches his breath

୨୧ “please tell me you feel the same way for me as i do for you?” he whispers

୨୧ you bite your lip, “and how do you feel about me?”

୨୧ “like i want to hold you. kiss you. and come home to you everyday. not just as a babysitter.”

୨୧ “is that all?” you ask

୨୧ “i have a few other things i feel about you but i think it’s too early to tell you.”

୨୧ you link your arms around his neck and play with the stubble of emerald that is his undercut, “i wanna know.” you whisper.

୨୧ he’s like, are you sure…. you won’t think it’s inappropriate ?

୨୧ and you reassure him cuz little does he know of the countless nights you laid with your hand between your thighs imagining it was him getting you off

୨୧ “well uh- i-i really wanna fuck you.” he quietly admits

୨୧ you readjust your position to straddle his lap, your legs on either side of his thighs

୨୧ “how?” you ask

୨୧ “how what?” he replies as he tentatively places his hands lightly on your waist

୨୧ “how,” you start, leaning down to ghost your lips atop his, “do you wanna fuck me?”

୨୧ his breath stutters, something about those words coming out of your mouth

୨୧ he’s quiet for longer than you would like, “c’mon tell me” you whine, moving your lips from his mouth, down his jaw, and along his neck

୨୧ his breath quickens, soon letting out a low groan when you stumble upon his sweet spot

୨୧ you pull away causing him to almost whine, “start talking ~ tell me how you wanna fuck me.”

୨୧ “well f-first i wanna kiss all over you. your cheeks. your neck. your hands. i w-wanna feel your warm soft skin under my lips.”

୨୧ he pauses a bit but you urge him to continue

୨୧ “i wanna play with your tits. i wanna suck on your nipples. i’ve wanted to ever since you came in soaked by the rain that day.”

୨୧ as he gets more confident, his voice gets deeper, raspier, laced with lust

୨୧ “i wanna kiss all the way down your body until i reach that sweet pussy of yours, i’ve been dying to get a taste.

୨୧ you let out a low moan into his collar bone, “and then what?”

୨୧ “then after i’ve made you come on my tongue a few times, i wanna stuff you full of my cock. not stopping until i breed you. gave you a baby of your own since you’re so perfect with kiddo already.”

୨୧ “i wanna make you a mommy.”

୨୧ you gasp, your breaths coming out in short hurried puffs as you come up from sucking on his neck

୨୧ “so why don’t you?”

୨୧ he’s frozen

୨୧ “why don’t you fuck your child in me, daddy?”

୨୧ and just like that whatever submissive izuku moment you had going on, is gone

୨୧ he’s on top of you in seconds, squishing you into the couch cushions beneath you as he does just what he said he would do, and then some

yoooooo, happy belated birthday to the actual love of my life. i cried like three times over him yesterday. i hope he’s doing good.

also i’m not gonna sit here & pretend i know anything about how the japanese choose to name their offspring so that’s why kiddo is nameless

#bnha smut #bnha headcanons #bnha imagines #mha deku #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #deku smut #deku headcanons #deku #deku x reader #izuku midoriya #izuku x reader #izuku smut #izuku headcanons

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jadegrey711 · 3 years

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Snow Covered Dream

Eric Northman x Fem!Reader

A/N: Hello my loves so I got this request for a soft Eric Northan what feels like eons ago, and I’m finally feeling some inspiration for it. It’s been particularly hard for me for this one since when i originally started writing for it I had a good thing going and while I was an my ipad i rotated it and somehow deleted everything I had. So this is attempt number two for this one. I hope you guys like it and if you could show it some love! And to the sweet person who sent this request in I really hope you think it’s worth the wait.

Prompt: Hey can I send a request in for Eric Northman x reader please? Could you maybe do one where him and the reader have been seeing each other for some time now and then they have sex for the first time and it’s really sweet and the reader lets eric bite her for the first time and they just realise how much they love each other, if not don’t worry about it! Thank you, love your writing!

*NOT MY GIF. ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE OWNER.

If you like my stories you can check out my sideblog @jadegreywriting to see all of them and my masterlist without filtering through my main blog.

Word Count: 3212 Holy fuck this became it’s own novel. I think this is the most I’ve ever written for something like this. Fuck i hope it’s not shit

This story is for 18+ ONLY. It contains sexual themes that are not suited for younger audiences so if you’re under 18 my blog and this story is not for you. Please make sure to read at your own discretion and remember that you are solely responsible for your content intake.

Warnings: 18+ people. Oral (f recieving), mentions of blowjobs, Tantric sex (if you squint), vaginal sex

Song Inspiration:

Best Part - Daniel Caesar, H.E.R

Morning View - Towkio, SZA

Looking Through your Eyes - LeAnn Rimes

I own all rights to this story and do not give permission for my stories to be published, translated or reposted anywhere else. The only places I have published my stories is here on Tumblr and on my AO3 account (LadyAuthor711)

This isn’t the first time that Eric has stolen you away for some kind of romantic adventure. He’s been around for a thousand years and there’s just so many places he wants to show you; places you’ve never even heard of and spots that feel like no other human has laid a foot there before.

However, this adventure felt different, like when it was over Eric wasn’t planning on letting you go; like he planned to keep you and you couldn’t find anything bad about that.

“Eric are you ever going to tell me where we are going?” You smiled, seeing the mischievous smirk on his lips.

“We are already here, sötma.” he stated and you swore his smile got wider, as you quickly whipped your head back towards the window to see if you could finally see your destination. But only found the same endless snowy expanse out your window.

“Where?”

“This is all of my property. It’s not huge but just a bit further up this road there’s a little house I keep for when I want to truly get away from everything.”

You waited for a few more minutes keeping your eyes peeled out the window for any sign of the house and then suddenly just out in the distance you saw a spot of bright red. You felt your excitement grow as you watched the house steadily come into view. That spot of bright red growing until you could finally see the whole house; a bright red one that was nestled right in the middle of the property surrounded by what looked like a small farm house and hidden away by the snow covered pine trees that surrounded it.To put it in a word it looked magical.

“Do you like it sötma?” Eric asked, turning his head just enough to gauge your reaction.

“Oh Eric! It’s so beautiful! It’s like a snow covered dream.” You said wistfully and then pulled your focus from the car window to Eric and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

Eric hummed his satisfaction. “I’m so glad you like it. This is one of my favorite places and I thought I might share it with one of my favorite people. I can’t wait to show you the rest of the house, I think you’ll really enjoy it.”

“I’m sure I will.” You beamed at him and took his hand that wasn’t on the steering wheel. “I’m never disappointed with anything you show me Eric.”

Eric said nothing at your praise, but simply took your hand that was holding his and pressed a few kisses to your knuckles, before taking your wrist and kissing the palm of your hand; sending a flush of warmth through you despite the endless cold outside the car.

When Eric pulled up in front of the house, you immediately got out of the car and stepped out onto the fresh snow just to marvel at the bright red house. The way the snow was settled perfectly on the tops of the roof and on the pine trees that surrounded the house it looked like the perfect christmas card.

“How come you never told me you lived in a Hallmark movie?” You asked turning back to face Eric who had both your bag and his slung under each arm.

“I don’t. It’s just Sweden. Everything looks like a Hallmark movie here in winter.” he chuckled as the both of you walked towards the large wooden front door. Eric easily maneuvered the bags in his hands to pull out the small set of keys and quickly unlocked the front door, letting you both into the house and out of the cold of the outside. However, there wasn’t much relief from the cold inside the house either.

You started to shiver as you made your way to the center of the cold house, clutching your jacket tighter to your body.

Eric looked over and saw you shivering and immediately took off his jacket and put it on top of your shoulders. “I’ll get a fire going in a second sötma.For right now I want you to sit here.” He said as he pulled your shivering body into a main sitting room where a very large fireplace sat on the far wall.

Eric sat you down on the plush sofa that laid in front of the fireplace and you clutched his jacket tighter to your body as you watched Eric get the fire going with his quick and efficient hands.

Hours later after you and Eric unpacked your things and both of you had your dinner. You found yourself sitting in Eric’s lap on a fur rug in front of that luxurious fire. The feeling of the fire warming your skin and the feel of Eric underneath you as he stroked her hair lovingly, warmed more than just your skin; you felt your heart and soul warm from the contentment that you felt in this moment.

As content as you were though in this moment you knew that you wanted more. You wanted more from Eric than just his soft kisses and loving caresses, you weren’t a fool you knew the reputation that surrounded Eric when you started seeing him.

Ruthless killer and slayer of hearts but that wasn’t the side he presented you with everyday nor was it something he tried hiding from you. It wasn’t something that you felt like he needed to hide anyway. Everyone has shit in their past and in Eric’s case he’s got a whole mountain range of shit he’s got to deal with from his past but he’s grown and you’ve seen that growth. Hell. You being here wrapped safely in his arms in some remote house in god knows where Sweden should be proof enough of that growth; of the trust you place in him. So much so that you feel confident enough to pull from his soft touches and look at him in those blazing glacier eyes.

You let out a small breath, and reached out your hand, cupping his face before you pulled him slowly in for a soft lingering kiss. Eric hummed his approval against your lips and then you took him by surprise as you tilted your head slightly and deepened the kiss, your tongue playfully dipping in his mouth and tangling with his.

You smiled against Eric’s lips as you heard him let out a low growl, his strong hands that were at his side, coming up to grab your hips bringing you closer to his body. You let out a low gasp as Eric pressed you closer to his body and you felt just how hard he was for you already.

You pulled your sweet lips away from Eric’s smirking as you heard him softly whisper “No.” when you pulled away. But you or your lips didn’t go far. You pulled away just enough that you were still most definitely in kissing range.

Eric watched you as you placed your small hands on his strong chest, letting you control every action and determining just how far this night was going to go. He loved it when you were brave for him, with him, taking control and taking what you want from him. He’s waited for this moment for so long but one word from you and he would go jump in the endless snow outside and quickly cure himself of his raging hard on.

Your hands continued their leisurely journey down Eric’s chest until you got to the hem of his shirt. You looked back up at Eric’s face, as if you were asking permission. He nodded and your fingers brushed the skin underneath his shirt and gasped at how cold he was. But you didn’t let that deter you one bit as you grabbed the hem of the shirt and lifted it up and over his head; with Eric’s help of course. And then your hands were all over his bare chest starting back up at his strong shoulders, then trailing down his chest your fingers stop over where his heart is; and feeling a certain sadness that you wouldn’t feel it’s steady beat under your touch.

Eric seemed to sense what you were feeling and grabbed your chin making you look up at him. “Your heart is big enough that it beats for the both of us, sötma.” he whispered lovingly before placing a kiss on your lips and letting your chin go so you can continue with your exploration.

You leaned down and placed a kiss to that spot on his chest, biting your lip when you heard Eric’s little gasp. Your hands went down feeling his hard abs and then those delicious hip “v’s” that you so desperately needed to run your tongue over but maybe later tonight. You looked back up at Eric’s face and grabbed one of his massive hands; Eric watched intently as you flipped his hand over and started to lovingly trace the lines there.

Eric couldn’t help himself any longer the same hand that you so lovingly traced he used to cup your cheek, and traced your lips with his thumb.

“Do you know how beautiful you are to me?” He asked as he grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head leaving your chest bare to him.

You felt your cheeks flush. “No. I don’t think you’ve ever told me before. Why don’t you count the ways.” You giggled and let out a little squeal as Eric flipped the both of you over so your back was to the soft fur rug and he was sprawled out on top of you.

“You’re such a little shit you know that?” He smirked as he leaned down and kissed a spot at your chest, giving it a little suck. Making whatever little smart comment you were about to say dissolve from your mind as you felt Eric ladden your body with open mouth kisses. First to your neck and then your collarbones and then to the spot right where your heart was.

“Eric.” his name falling from your mouth in a breathy whisper.

His hair tickled your face as he kissed lower and you let out a gasp as his tongue swirled around your nipple, making your back arch from the surprise of it.

“So sensitive.” he chided and you felt a gush of warmth spread between your thighs at his words. Before you watched him bring that nipple into his mouth and give it a light suck before he went to do the same to the other. “I wonder where else you're sensitive.” He purred as you felt his lips brush reverently against the bottom of your breasts before continuing his journey to where you were most sensitive.

You tangled your hands in his hair as he reached your pants and he held your gaze as he undid each of the buttons, making you smile as he lifted your hips up and pulled your pants completely off, leaving you completely bare to him.

“Oh, Y/N.” He purred as he admired your naked body sprawled out in front of him on his fur rug looking like a norse goddess. “Every part of you is a gift.” He said as he grabbed one of your legs and placed soft kisses there before doing the same to the other. He loved how sprawled out you were for him like a feast all for him.

“Eric.” You moaned out his name again as you watched him settle himself between your legs, his strong shoulders keeping you spreaded out for him as you watched as he took his index finger and ran it down your slit making you gasp. You watched eagerly as he placed that finger in his mouth and sucked on it.

“Just as sweet as I knew you’d be, baby.” He smirked and then you felt his tongue flick up your folds before swirling around your clit making your hips buck up into his face.

You watched as Eric swiveled his head side to side and elicited more moans from you each one getting louder and louder as he sucked your clit and he fucked you with his tongue. Your fingers alternated between burying themselves in Eric’s soft hair to gripping the fur rug behind you as you watched Eric devour you.

As you felt your orgasm climb you started to writhe under Eric but he easily placed his strong arm over you stomach keeping you under his delicious torture. “Eric, baby I’m gonna come.” You moaned, feeling like you were going to fall over the edge any second.

“Go ahead baby, come for me. Let me see how pretty you look when you fall apart.” He purred before he added his fingers and crooked them inside you and you fell apart. Eric ate you out through your orgasm letting you ride that wave of pleasure until you finally went limp under him.

You watched with shaky breaths as Eric pulled away from you giving your clit a kiss before smiling up at you. “I don’t know how I’ll ever get enough of this sweet pussy, sötma.” he said before climbing up and kissing you deeply letting you taste yourself.

“Are you ready for me, sötma?” He asked and then you felt his strong fingers rub against your soaked folds before he entered you feeling how wet you were for him. “Oh yeah, I think you’re ready for me.” He smiled, kissing you again before standing up and unbuttoning his pants before quickly discarding them.

He looked like a god from this angle, all strong and hard muscles as he loomed over you, his hard cock springing to his stomach. You’d never been particularly fond of blowjobs mainly because of how your past lovers would grab your head and try to force you down more. But you didn’t feel that Eric you wanted to be at his knees lavishing him with pleasure while he stroked your head lovingly gifting you with lavish praises about how good you were for him.

Maybe another night. You thought to yourself.

Eric knelt back down till he was sprawled back over you and proceeded to ladden you with soft open mouth kisses, his hands massaging your breasts until you could feel the need between your legs grow until it was too much; you needed Eric now.

“Eric, please.” You moaned breathily.

“Are you sure you want me now? We have all night, baby.” He said, kissing your neck again. “Maybe you let me play with that pussy for another hour and then I’ll fuck you.”

You felt you center throb at the thought at what kind of pleasure could pull from you in an hour; not still not fuck you.

“No. I want you Eric. I need you inside me now. Please.” You whispered in his ear earning a low growl from him.

“Well, there’s no way I can deny such a pretty girl when she’s begging for me.” He hummed and you felt his hard length press up against your folds. “This what you want from me?” He asked, knowing full well, that’s exactly what you wanted.

“Are you going to keep talking or are you going to fuck me?” you gasped feeling Eric’s hard length press deeper into you, letting you get used to him as he stretched you out for him.

“Oh baby you’ve got such a mouth on you. I can’t wait to see it wrapped around my cock. I just know you’d look so pretty on your knees for me.” He purred as he slid home, making you moan in his ear as he pressed close to your body,to your warmth.

Eric kept his pace slow letting you get used to his invasion but also to leave you breathless and wanting under him. He knows what you want; that you want him to pound into you and he will have no worry about that. He can’t wait to hear the lewd sounds of your wet pussy as he drives into you over and over until you scream his name. But right now he wants to draw this out, really feel each part of you and then he’ll pound into your aching pussy.

“Eric, please.” you breathed out, your nails gripping his back as he kept his pace slow and sensual, making you writhe beneath him.

“Please what? Sötma.”

“Harder.” You begged.

Eric chuckled against your skin. “I just can’t deny you anything can I?” He asked, looking at your face.

“Please Eric.”

“Alright, baby.” He said and before you knew it, Eric pulled out of you and brought his hands under your back and brought you up to his until you were straddling him and just as quickly as he pulled out of you, did he plunge himself back into your wet folds; setting a brutal pace as he fucked up into you.

You let out a scream of pleasure as your hands wrapped around Eric and held him close as he fucked you.

“Is this what you want, baby?”

“Yes.” You whimpered, kissing Eric’s neck and sucked at the spot where his shoulder and neck meet earning a low groan from him.

“Oh Eric!” You moaned, your nails gripping onto his back. “I-I I’m going to come.”

“Come for me sötma. Grip me with that tight little pussy of yours.” He growled as he drove into you harder and you felt yourself go supernova as your orgasm racked your body. Eric held you tight, slowing his pace down just enough to let you ride through your orgasm.

After a few seconds though you felt Eric’s pace quicken again and to your surprise his quickening pace was building you up to another orgasm.

“Eric. I don’t think I can survive another one.” You moaned, your face buried in the crook of his neck. Eric tangled his fingers in your hair and pulled enough to bring your face to his.

“You can and you will baby. I want to feel you squeeze my cock again, with that beautiful pussy.” He growled and kissed you, his hand leaving your hair to snake between your bodies and rub small circles on your oversensitive clit and you gasped into his kiss as you felt your orgasm crash over you as Eric held you close to him, as he chased his own end.

“Fuck! I love you so much, Y/N.” He screamed as his own orgasm crashed over him, holding you closer to his body as he fell back down onto the soft fur rug underneath him.

As you laid on top of Eric trying to calm your breathing and find your equilibrium again. Eric’s fingers found your hair again and stroked it lovingly.

“I love you too ya know?” You smiled and kissed his chest. “And not just for the sex. Although I could definitely get used to that.” You laughed.

“You are trouble.” He said, scrunching his nose at you before bringing your lips to his in another searing kiss.

#jade tries writing #smutty smut smut #true blood #true blood oneshots #eric northman x you #eric northman oneshots #eric northman x reader #eric northman imagine #true blood imagines #jadegrey writes #my writing

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hangovercurse · 3 years

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The Things We Can’t Tell Pete About

Pete invites you to meet his friends from The Dirt and makes you promise not to flirt with any of them, which is a lot easier said than done, especially when Colson Baker acts like that.

Request: “Hey so I love all your writing and I just thought you should know that! But also I’d your requests are on still would you mind writing a youre Pete’s little sister but kells got a crush xx”

Colson x reader

Warnings: Drug use, Cursing

A/N: I know, Dom (Yungblud) wrote the song, but also I am the writer and I say that Y/N wrote it :) Anyways, enjoy. This is only part 1 of what is probably going to be a fun, cute lil series. Also thank you to the anon who sent this! You made my day(s)

Word Count: 2411

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New York was lonely without your brother. He had been filming in New Orleans for the past three months, leaving you alone. You had some friends, but Pete was your best friend. You were only eight months younger than him and practically attached at the hip. You supposed going through trauma together would do that to people.

He facetimed you all the time from set, updating you on things in his life, showing you cool stuff from the set, and introducing you to his castmates. You had kept him updated on your music, playing him demos of songs you were writing and getting his opinion on them.

Him being away wasn’t the worst thing in the world, but it definitely sucked for you. So, when Pete texted you that he was having a few friends from the movie over the night he got back, you were ecstatic.

Before you left your apartment to walk to his, he texted you.

You’re not allowed to flirt with any of my friends

You rolled your eyes as you locked your door, preparing a response.

I’ll try my best

Your phone buzzed seconds later.

I’m serious. I don’t trust any of them with you.

And I don’t need that kind of awkwardness in my life

Like if you date one of my friends and it goes badly

I don’t wanna deal with that shit

You chuckled at his chain of texts.

Don’t flirt with your friends because they’re dicks, got it

Don’t worry bro, I know the sibling code

You came to find out that that was a lot easier said than done. When you walked into his place, everyone in the room turned to look at you. You recognized most of them from your facetimes with Pete, but you doubted they remembered who you were. One who did remember you was Colson, Pete’s new best friend. He made eye contact with you from across the room, a sly grin on his lips. You sent him a small smile, Pete’s text running through your head briefly.

You found your brother lounging on the couch, a huge grin on his face. He was definitely tripping on mushrooms. “Y/N!” He yelled. “This is my baby sister, everyone.”

You rolled your eyes, walking further into the room, grabbing a drink from the cooler, and taking an empty seat on the opposite couch. “I’m less than a year younger than you, Pete.”

You heard a snicker from the one of the guys, looking over to see Colson covering up the smile on his face. “But you’re still younger than me so it counts.”

Everyone went back to their own conversations, which you were thankful for. “Y/N, you remember Colson, right?” Pete motioned to the blond guy.

“Yeah.” You nodded, looking him up and down. His muscle tank exposed the sleeves of tattoos, which seemed to cover every inch of his skin. “Your hair was different, but yeah I remember you.” You opened the beer on the coffee table, taking a swig.

“You’re the musician, right?” He asked you, leaning back onto the couch.

You nodded, “Aspiring musician but, yeah.”

“Oh, she’s great. You should hear her sometime.” Pete butted in, grinning like an idiot at you.

You rolled your eyes but had a smile on your face. “I work primarily as a songwriter and editor right now, but I’m trying to work on putting out some of my own stuff.”

You felt a little intimidated talking to Machine Gun Kelly about music, seeing as he was one of the best in the industry, but he seemed to be genuinely interested in your work. “Well, if you ever want some help or someone to listen to it, I’d be willing.” He flashed a smile, his bright blue eyes sparkling.

“Thanks, that’s really cool of you.” You bit your lip slightly, trying to hide the fact that you were totally breaking Pete’s rule.

Pete sent a glare your way to which you raised your eyebrow. You weren’t really flirting; you were just… making connections. “Anyways,” he cleared his throat, “I’ve been working on this sketch idea, Y/N, and I need your opinion.”

You nodded, letting him talk. “So, I was thinking like, there’s this guy with posters all over his wall. Like life size posters of a bunch of different people. And he falls asleep while doing homework and he dreams about them coming to life. And it plays out like one of those really bad commercials that encourage kids to stay in school and shit. Like the posters are telling him to study for his test, but then there’s this one poster that’s like, very sexy. And she’s just like, talking about hot dogs and everyone else gets really sick of it and one of the other posters tries to like, tear down her poster or something.”

Throughout his description, you got more and more confused. “Pete, that’s not funny that’s just fuckin weird.” His mouth hung open in shock. “Dude, seriously? The big punchline is the playboy poster girl talking about hot dogs until the other poster people get tired of it?”

“Yes.” Pete said, as if it were obvious. “That’s hilarious.” You glanced at Colson with a questioning look on your face. He seemed as unsure of the joke as you were.

“Pete, man, that’s not your best work.” Colson clapped him on the shoulder and you giggled at Pete’s disappointed expression.

“You guys are mean.” He pouted and you two laughed. “Ok, well, how would you make it funny?”

“I don’t know if you can, bro.” Colson’s laugh was contagious. When he laughed his whole body shook, his feet stomping and everything.

“What are the other posters?” You asked, trying to be supportive but knowing this wouldn’t turn out very good.

“Well, I was thinking maybe one is like a video game character. Like that lady from Wreck-It-Ralph. The mean one. And then like a snowboarder who is definitely high, and someone else, I dunno.” He shrugged, taking a hit from the joint in his hand and passing it to you.

“Okay…” You trailed off, looking at Colson for support. You brought the blunt to your lips, inhaling the smoke and bringing it down, letting the smoke leave your mouth slowly. You passed the joint to Colson, who gladly took it, a smirk on his face.

Pete looked between you two at the small interaction, a frown. “So, the posters,” he brought your attention away from the man again, “they’re all really serious about teaching this dude math. But the hotdog girl just keeps talking about hot dogs in like this really high-pitched voice.”

You watched the smoke fall from Colson’s lips, not fully paying attention to your brother.

“Yeah man, I think that sounds funny.” Colson told Pete, his eyes lingering on you for a little longer than they should have. “It could use some work but if anyone can make it funny, it’s you.” Colson punched your brother on the shoulder, but the look he sent you said the exact opposite.

You held in your giggle, taking another sip of your beer.

The rest of the night followed a similar pattern, you and Colson flirting and Pete trying to get in between you two. At one point, after a few more hits of weed and a couple more drinks, Colson brought out a guitar, insisting you play something for him. Where he got the guitar from, you had no idea, but you didn’t ask questions. Instead, you rolled your eyes, insisting that “if I have to play something, so do you.”

Everyone was too caught up in their own conversations to care about the noise, or too drunk. You started strumming, trying to remember the chords to a song you had started writing a few days ago. “There’s no lyrics yet, just a melody I came up with.” You blushed, feeling very self-conscious suddenly.

“Guess I’ll just free style to it then.” He chuckled as you started to strum, your fingers working the strings like they had your whole life.

The blond man closed his eyes, head nodding as you played and thinking of what to rap.

“Watch me, take a good thing and fuck it all up in one night. Catch me, I’m the one on the run away from the headlights.

No sleep, up all week wastin time with people I don’t like. I think, somethin’s fuckin wrong with me.

You smiled as he sang, watching his expressions change as he tried to think up the next line.

Drown myself in alcohol, that shit never helps at all

I might say some stupid things tonight when you pick up this call

I be hearin silence on the other side for way to long, I can taste it on my tongue, I can tell that somethin’s wrong.”

He opened his eyes, looking rather proud of himself. “I had some of those lyrics already, but I just changed ‘em a little. I really liked that.”

You nodded, “That was impressive.” You smiled, looking back down to the guitar when something hit you.

You began to play the same melody but pitched higher to fit your voice.

“Roll me up, and smoke me love

And we could fly into the night

You take drugs, to let go, and figure it all out on your own

Take drugs, on gravestones, to figure it all out on your own.”

You looked up to Colson, watching his expression change, his eyes wide. Pete had a proud look on his face.

“Pete, you are a sucky hype man. You did her no justice.” Colson hit Pete on the arm.

“Whaddya mean, I told you she was great.”

Colson looked over to you, a stupid smile on his face. “Seriously, that was fucking amazing. Like, we gotta write that shit out some day.”

You bit your lip, trying to stop the blush from reaching your cheeks. “Yeah, that’d be cool.” You were trying your best to keep your cool as Colson kept his gaze on you, but you were completely freaking out on the inside.

A little while later, almost everyone was gone except you, Pete, Colson, and Douglas Booth, who joined your conversation not long after your jam session. Pete let out a yawn, directing your attention to the time.

“Jesus, it’s already 4am?” You asked, a frown on your face.

“Why, you got somewhere to be, darling?” Douglas asked you, your face scrunching up from the nickname.

“I have a writing session at 11 am tomorrow. Or, today, I guess.”

Pete reached out to hit you in the head, playfully, which you dodged. “Go to bed, dummy.”

You shrugged, “I’m gonna be dead at it anyways, might as well keep the party going a little longer.”

Douglas rolled his eyes, patting your shoulder. “Be that as it may, I am ending this party and going home. Goodnight, guys. It was nice meeting you again, Y/N. Good to see you guys.” Douglas and the guys did that little hand slap and hug thing before he left.

“I love you both, but I will also be going to sleep. And you should too.” Pete stood up, stretching his arms out before giving Colson a fist bump and leaving to his bedroom.

Once your older brother left, Colson moved to the couch you were on, his arm falling over your shoulders. You looked up at him, raising an eyebrow. “And how can I help you Mr. Kelly?”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “I’m assuming Pete gave us both very similar talking to’s, given the glares you’ve been receiving all night.”

“You mean the “don’t flirt with my friends” talking to or the other one?” You tilted your head, a sly look on your face.

“That’s the one.” Colson laughed through his nose, an adorable smile on his face. You were both considerably high, but you still knew exactly what you were doing.

You moved closer to Colson’s body, “Well then I guess we’d better not do this.” You said quietly, leaning into him. “Or this,” You grabbed his jaw, inches from his face.

“Or this?” He whispered, connecting your lips. You smiled into the kiss, tasting the weed on his tongue. You adjusted your body so you were facing him, his arm that was once around your shoulder now wrapped around your waist.

His other hand grabbed your leg, pulling you up so you were straddling his lap, and your arms wrapped around his neck. His lips seemed to fit perfectly around yours, and you did all you could to keep yourself from moaning into the kiss as his hand began to travel up your leg.

Realization hit you like a brick wall, and you pulled away, your breathing heavy. “Sorry,” you muttered after a few seconds. You climbed off his lap, smoothing out your shirt. “We shouldn’t do that. I shouldn’t have done that.” You smiled awkwardly down at him.

He nodded, the same realization hitting him. “Yeah, that’s not the best idea. Sorry I wasn’t really thinking.”

You shook your head, cheeks still very red. “No, no, no don’t apologize. It was fine, it’s all fine.”

He nodded, looking down awkwardly. “I should get going.” He stood up, landing a little too close to you.

“Why don’t you just sleep here? Pete won’t mind and it’s a lot easier than going home.” You bit your lip awkwardly, taking a few steps back.

Colson scratched the back of his neck. This was a very different demeanor than he had before, and you found it very cute. “Are you sure?”

You nod. “I’ll get you some blankets and pillows.” You moved towards the guest bedroom, a guilty smile on your face. You moved your hand to your lips, feeling where Colson’s lips had graced you minutes before.

You came back to find Colson laying on the couch, one hand behind his head. “We don’t have to tell Pete about that, right?”

You shook your head, a small smile still playing on your lips. You put the pillow behind his head, watching his eyes as he watched your lips. “Stop looking at me like that or I’ll do something else we can’t tell Pete about.” You said quietly, watching him grin. You pulled the blanket over him, leaning down to be level with his face.

“I kind of like the things we can’t tell Pete about.” Colson chuckled, leaning forward to connect your lips again.

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The Little things

Pairing: Din Djarin x Fem reader

Word count: 8k

Warnings: established relationship, shooting, angst, Smut (18+), spanking, Dom/Sub, oral sex ( m and f receiving) P in V, fingering ( f receiving), spitting, use of good girl ( once), breeding kink if you squint, Fluff, helmet-less Din ( he only wears it when he’s outside), tw eating

A/N: First time writing smut and first time writing for a Pedro character. For @its--fandom--darling 1k follower celebration!!! Thank you @absurdthirst for all your help. Thank you @aripariii for looking over this.

 You throw your head back in frustration as you contemplate giving up feeding the kid. You had been trying to feed him vegetables for the past week. Every time you wanted to feed him some smashed peas with a spoon, he would use the force to push it into your mouth. You lift your head as you take a deep breath, ready to try again when Din walks in and throws jerky on the table for the kid. You look at Din in disbelief before getting up to clean the mess while you let the kid eat.

“I’ll be back in a few; this shouldn’t take long,” Din announced as he stood in place, scanning the room for his blaster.

“You missing something,” you asked, hopping on one of the crates looking over at him with a mischievous smile

“Give it,” he grumbled out, walking up to you holding his hand out

“Give what,” you questioned as you tilted your head. “Give this,” you smiled, pulling out his blaster.

Din tried to reach for it as you pulled back “nope, let’s make a deal.”

“I don’t have time for games, cyar’ika,” he replied trying to convince you to give it up.

“Then let’s not play any. I’ll give you your blaster if you quit giving the kid what he wants when I’m trying to give him a balanced diet, ok.”

“Ok,” he agrees to take the blaster from your hand.

“Also, you don’t have to rush back for lunch; just make sure you are here for dinner” he gave you a nod in response as he fished, packing up his things.

You pick the kid up and dust him over, carrying him over to Din so he could say bye. Din looked down at his son and ruffled his head before looking at you. He bent down, placing his cold beskar helmet against your head. He didn’t need to say anything you already knew and vise versa. Din straightened up and walked towards the ramp before typing in buttons and letting it down.

As Din was walking away, he stopped to remind you for the millionth time, “cyar’ika, don’t leave the ship, this is one of the most dangerous plants and-“

“I know you’ve told me all this before. I won’t leave me. The kid and I are going to chill here and watch cartoons or something,” you told him, interrupting his repetitive speech.

He stood there hesitantly, debating in his head before choosing to just walk down the ramp and away. You guys never did that stop and turn around things you’ve seen in movies; there was no need to. He was always going to come back; he had promised you.

As soon as the Din was far away enough, you closed the ramp and started getting ready to leave. Dins birthday is coming up, and you’re trying to make him a chocolate cake. In one of your late-night pillow talks, you asked Din what he remembers from his childhood before the Mandalorian, he replies that he doesn’t remember a lot. What he does remember is how every year, for his birthday, his mom would make him a chocolate cake. It was the best thing he has ever eaten in his life, well, the second-best thing he adds a few seconds later.

Since then, you have been collecting all the ingredients you need to make the cake over the next couple of weeks. You have everything but cocoa powder, the most crucial ingredient. You’ve looked everywhere, every plant, every website you couldn’t find it anywhere else but this plant.

You don’t want to go against what Din has asked you, especially because you said you wouldn’t. Still, you just wanted to do something special for him, for his birthday, because he deserved it. After all, he had done for you, you wanted to do something for him even if others might consider it a little thing you knew it would mean a lot to Din.

For example a few months ago, you tried to make sure Din started enjoying his meals more and eating meals more frequently. You did this by eating together like a clan Breakfast, Lunch, and dinner. You and Din sit next to each other at the small table you had built together, the kid in his high chair. Din had to adjust to it but never complained. He even started to look forward to it, rushing back to the ship sometimes after a bounty to make it in time for lunch or dinner.

You smiled, thinking fondly of the memories you’ve created with your clan over the past months as you started getting ready to leave. As you’re finishing up and was about to leave, you activate the droid; you have to watch the kid. This droid you had found in a past mission but never had a reason to fix it until now. You had been working on it the ship during flight and while Din was away on hunts.

When Din had asked you about the droid, you said you were programming the IG-11 to help clean around the ship. Din had been uncertain because of its killing background but ended up letting it go. You had lied though, you had kept the Droids programming and just added few changes to it. The changes were that when you left, its mission was to protect the child and take care of all its needs. It was to kill anyone or thing that came onto the ship unless it was you, Din, or the kid.

The little white lie was never a problem either because you only activated the droid when you and Din were out to watch the kid, and you always made sure to come back to the ship before Din to deactivate it, plus Din never questioned why he’d never seen the droid in “action.”

You set out to the local market nearby, where you were hoping to find the last ingredient so you could make the cake. Since you started a little late today and this is one of the most dangerous plants in the galaxy, you walked a bit faster than usual. The quicker you walked, the more excited you got. You were about to be done getting all the supplies to make the cake, just in time, because Dins birthday was in a couple of weeks. As you neared the market, you prayed to Maker that the thing you’re risking your life over was going to be here. You were incredibly proud of yourself for keeping this a secret from Din without him suspecting a thing.

***********

Din had tracked his bounty to a bar nearby; as he neared the bar, he could hear the noise of people inside. As soon as he stepped foot into the bar, it went silent, some people shaking in fear, others puffing their chest out and rising onto the balls of their feet slightly. Din looked around the bar; it wasn’t a bad bar. It just wasn’t the nicest.

The same color brown wood was throughout, green bar stools, plastic lawns chairs, mice having a party in every corner. Also, the floor was sticky; he could feel it with every step he took, he would have to use a little more effort than usual to lift his foot up, and you could hear it in every step. Din hadn’t spotted his bounty during his initial scan of the room, so he turned to the bartender to ask if he had seen the bounty. The bartender wasted no time and pointed to the backroom as he kept his head down. Din reaches the backroom and sees a smaller room same design and layout as the front with four men playing poker and three bodyguards. Dins usually not a man of words, but he doesn’t really feel like fighting today, so he tells them, “We can do this the easy way or the hard way. The choice is yours.”

One guard rushes towards Din and tries to grab him, but Din is quicker; he pulls a blaster and shoots a bodyguard in the chest. He starts getting attacked by two of the bodyguards but takes them out with ease. After the last bodyguard fell to the floor, he heard footsteps pounding against the floor, then pressure is applied to his back, one of the poker players had jumped on him. Din falls backward, crushing the person underneath him; he then quickly rolls over, props himself on one knee, and pulls his blaster to shoot the guy. Din then whips his gun around to the other side of the room to find two people standing there shaking with their hands up, neither of them his bounty. Din snaps his head in the direction of the door he came in as he hears the bell ring that’s placed above the door. He pushes himself off the ground and starts chasing after the man.

*************

You had to go to three different vendors in the market, but you finally found the cocoa powder you were looking for, the lady dared to charge you three times its worth, but you didn’t care anything for Din. You had to wander deep into the market to find the cocoa, so on your way out, you were doing a slight jog. You had hoped you were making good time and would make it back in time, but you had no way of knowing for sure.

***************

Din is chasing after the guy, and he’s so close the guy knows this too. The bounty suddenly stops in the middle of a crowd; he pulls out a blaster and waves it. Sounds of shock and fear echoed threw out the public. Din steps forward to get the guy he needs alive; the man suddenly looks around frantically, pulls the closest person to him, and puts a gun to their head. It was you. The bounty had put the gun to your head. Din’s mind blanks. He has no other thoughts besides getting to you; he doesn’t care if the bounty is for him brought in cold. The bounty had touched what’s his.

Din quickly pulls his blaster ready to fire when suddenly you pull forward, folding over as you push down on your toes; you then spring up, moving your head back to strike the man’s head. The man then stumbles backward from the sudden impact. Din is quick to act as he runs towards the man and then shoots the man in his arm, the man falls to the ground, and Din proceeds to lift the man up and place him in handcuffs.

Din turns towards you to scan your body as he looks for any injuries. His beskar covered face then looks up towards you as he asks, “hurt,” and you proceed to shake your head no. Before you can ask if he’s hurt, he grabs your arm and pushes you in front of him, signaling to walk. You do walk as he follows, dragging the bounty behind him.

The journey back to the ship was quiet, too quiet even the bounty tried to speak on the tensions, “struggle in paradise, eh.”

Din pressed his finger into his wound for that one.

You’d been so distracted by the event that happened you had forgotten about the droid, but it was too late. Din had already typed in the code, and the ramp was coming down.

This was the first time, the one time Din wasn’t the faster person in the room; by the time Din pulled his blaster out, it was too late. It all happened in a blink of an eye. The bounty was dead. The droid shot him.

You were nervous, it’s not like you were in desperate need of the credits, but the money could have help, and you know Din just went through a lot to get him.

“The child is safe, would you li-“IG-11 started before Din shot him. You were about to complain, but then you remember the situation you were in.

You stood in silence for a couple of minutes before deciding to look at Din only to find him staring at you. You turned your head away so quick that pain in your neck started to arise. “Din I-I-I’m so so sorry this is all my fault, I’ll take the blame, ok. Just tell Greef Karga, ok. Can he be brought in dead? I mean, it’s not a big deal, y-y-you’ve done it before. Greef Karga will s-still a-a-a-accept it right …. RIGHT!”

Din didn’t utter a word as he dragged the body onto the ship; he put the body into carbon freeze and closed the ramp. Then he just stood there. He didn’t move an inch. The tension in the air was so thick, you could even breathe properly. You knew this was your time to leave him alone. Earlier, you had noticed that the kid wasn’t in IG-11s arms, so you were planning on looking for him, assuming that he had been put to sleep because this was around his nap time.

“Ok, so I see that you need alone time; I’m just going to find the kid and take care of him,” you said as you turned to go look for him.

You didn’t even get to do a complete 180 before Din grabbed onto your wrist and twisted it, pulling your body closer to him. You could hear the hard deep breaths he was taking as he stared right into your soul.

“Why,” he whispered out, hurt invoice.

“I-I-I,” you tried to speak, your eyes moving back and forth as you tried to find his.

“Why would you be so stupid? I told you not to leave, I told you this place was dangerous. You didn’t listen, why can’t you ever just listen.” He snapped at you, saying every word with a tremble. He let you go and started to walk away from dragging his feet across the floor.

“I’m sorry,” you choked out, your eyes watering up, tears threatening to fall.

Your words had made him stop dead in his tracks. “Are you” he questions as he walks towards you. Each step he took towards you, you took one back till your back hit the wall. You were nervous but weren’t afraid, you knew Din would never hurt you, but you still didn’t like to be around him when he got like this.

“WHAT WAS SO IMPORTANT THAT YOU RISKED YOUR LIFE FOR? DO YOU EVEN UNDERSTAND THAT YOU COULD HAVE DIED TODAY? DO YOU EVEN CARE?”

You did understand how sideways things could have gone, and you were trying to tell him that, but the words kept getting caught in your throat. So you ended up just slowly shaking your head in agreement.

“Are you sure cause you don’t seem like it? What about that FUCKING droid? You lied to me; why would you do that? You already know how I feel about them, so why would you do that. And to leave THE KID with it. I hope whatever you got was worth it. Just do what I brought you here for and watch the child,” he growled out as he walked away towards the cockpit so he could set our next coordinates.

You stood there for a second shook but started to move to find the kid after the ship took off. He was in your old room, which you and Din turned into a toddler’s room after you moved into his. You picked the kid up and sat down in a rocking chair. You hugged the kid close to you as tears fell down your cheek. You were angry. Din had no right to talk to you like that. You messed up, you understand that, but to yell at you like he did have. Plus, you had risked your life for something for him. It doesn’t matter that he didn’t know it; he should know you better than to just assume that you would have intentionally risked your life for something stupid.

***********

Din sat in his chair in the cockpit, feeling the weight of guilt immediately; the weight of his beskar couldn’t even compare to how heavy this felt. He felt awful; he regretted every word that came out of his mouth. He was just so angry; he had almost lost the only person he has ever cared about since his parents besides the kid. That was no excuse; he has had his fair share of screw-ups, the number of times he has almost gotten killed was too many to try to count on both hands.

He took his helmet off and put his hands in his head. He was stressed after all the events that happened today, but he was most worried about what had just happened in the bay. He deliberated on going down there and apologizing to you but ultimately decided to give you your space and apologize later today.

Din was going to apologize, he swore on Maker, but later that day, when he found you so he could apologize, you were sleeping in your old room. He was tempted to move you to the room you shared but then decide against it knowing you had fallen asleep in your old room for a reason. He slept in the cockpit that night; it didn’t feel right without you next to him. It’s funny Din spent most of his life alone; now he doesn’t even know how to sleep alone.

The next day Din did honestly try to apologize to you, but every time he entered the same room as you were in, you got up and left. Din understood that you probably need space after the fourth time stepping into the same room as you and you walking out. Din decided that you probably needed one more day.

The next day came, and you still were leaving every room he came into. He was sad; he missed the family dinners and lunches, he couldn’t wait any longer, he decided to apologize to you as soon as possible.

Din stepped into the kitchen area around lunchtime; he knew you were cooking something that requires your full attention, so he knew you wouldn’t step away.

“I’m-I’m sorry, I should have never yelled at you like that. I was angry because the bounty tried to run and then held you at gunpoint, he was touching what was mine, and I-I-I took it out on you. I should have never taken it out on you; I’m sure whatever you went out for was well worth it. I’m sorry, cyar’ika, ni kar’tayl gar darasuum.”

Din waited there for something, anything, you didn’t say a single word. You instead finished up your cooking, turned the stove off, and proceeded to fix you and the child a plate before heading off to the cockpit to eat.

Din stood there in shock; this is not how things usually go after an argument. Din stood there for a few minutes as he contemplated what to do next. Maybe he had said it wrong, he thought; Din hadn’t apologized a lot in his life, he could count how many times on one hand, and all those times he had been with you. All those times, you had also accepted it, so Din shook his head of the thought that he had said it wrong. He decided to give you another day to think about accepting his apology.

***********

A day turned into two, then three, next things Din knew, three weeks had passed. It had been complete silence for three whole weeks. Din was dying inside. He barely ate or slept; he missed you, everything about you, even things that seemed stupid. He missed the way your hair smelled, he missed the warmth of your body as he slept next to you, he missed your smile. Din has never been before addicted to something, but he will bet this is what it feels like to go through withdrawal.

He craved you mentally and physically; he had started waking up this past week on the verge of a nut. He always had the same dream to, he would apologize and you would accept. Then he would worship your body like never before, discovering new things about you, what turns you on and how flexible you really are. Each and every time right before he would nut, right when you give him permission to cum inside, he wakes up, every time like clockwork.

*************

It was around lunchtime, and Din sat in the kitchen debating his next move. He needed you. He missed the way you guys used to be as a clan; just him and the kid alone wasn’t the same. He looked up and saw you putting the kid in a high chair and turning to the fridge, taking stuff out to make sandwiches. He laid back, watching you move around the kitchen. You had one of his shirts on with some shorts that you couldn’t see unless you reached up to get something that made your shirt rise.

He watched as you bent over getting something out of the fridge, his dick twitched in his pants. He had been so deprived of you that anything you did got him hard; he grunted as he started to palm himself over his pants.

You had heard Din behind you, you smiled to yourself, you knew he was dying inside, you’d heard it every morning when he was rubbing one out. You honestly had stopped being mad like a week and a half ago. You just wanted to see how long Din could stay away from you; you really wanted to see how long till you had Din Djarin on his knees.

You finished cooking and made some food for the kid and you, but instead of going up to the cockpit like you usually do, you ate in the kitchen. You decided to stand up to eat, leaning over the counter, back facing Din. You moaned with every bite you took, doing a little happy dance.

You had unknowingly confirmed to Din that you were no longer upset and were playing. He had suspected it but wasn’t sure; you would do things like get changed with the door open or take a shower with the door open. He saw those things and thought that you were ready to talk, but when he tried, you walked away. He had assumed that you weren’t ready and wasn’t doing those things on purpose. He knew now, though, that you were playing some type of game, a game he was about to end.

You had finished eating and looked up to find the kid sleep in his chair. You took the kid and put him in his room so he could sleep in peace. You came back to the kitchen to clean up; you felt Din’s eyes on you everywhere you went. You walked over to the crates to put some things from the kitchen up, passing Din as you went. You had felt him before you saw him, his back pressed up against you. You could feel the heat radiating off his clothed body as he pressed up against you. You leaned in for a second before realizing what you were doing. You turned around, trying to leave, but Din stood in your way. You had no other choice but to look up at him and go along with whatever he was trying to do.

“What do you want, Din,” you asked

“I was going to say I was sorry.”

“Well, apology not accepted,” you said quickly, cutting him off before he said another word.

“See cyar’ika keyword, was, “he replied looking at you with his brown eyes

“So what do you want now, Din,” you asked as you walked backward, eventually running out of space as your back hit the wall. You swallowed the lump in your throat and asked him again what he wanted.

He didn’t reply; instead, he reached up and took a finger drawing it from your collar bone to your chest; you shivered as he stared circling your covered nipple before pinching it.

“You,” he said

“What”

“You had asked me what I wanted now, and my answer is you,” he replied.

You were about to question it when he brought his finger up to your lips to quiet you before bringing his hand down and up your shirt to play with your breast. He made a low groan in his throat when he realized that you weren’t wearing your band wrap.

“At first, I was mad that you had put yourself in danger. Then I was a little sad when you started dodging me; it really hurt when you didn’t respond to my apology,” he chuckled. You could hear the smirk in his voice. He lifted up your shirt up over your head. He placed his hands back on your breast and then pinched one of your nipples, making your head fall back as you moaned out loud.

“Then you started playing games with me, messing my head all up. To blame you for playing this game would be wrong of me,” he said as he left you boobs, and his hand traveled up to wrap around your throat. Your body leaned into his touch, your hand reaching out to wrap around his wrist that was at your throat.

His hand squeezed your throat tighter at your silent request as he pushed you back, bringing his head down to bite along your collars before mumbling against your skin, “I realized that it’s not your fault, I should have taught you better, and I will” he said and then quickly pulled away and grabbed a chair to sit down.

“What,” you asked, eyes popping out head. You were confused, but it was too late; Din had already pulled you over his lap. He had pulled down your shorts; he was excited to see that you were wearing a thong, so he left your underwear in place.

“Din, what are you doing?” you questioned as you shifted around on his lap, trying to get a better look at him.

“If you’re going to act like a little brat, then I’m going to treat you like a little brat,” he said as he processed to take his gloves off.

“I will give you an equal amount of slaps on each cheek, and you will count each one out, ok, and safe word is cake, ok, “He asked as he messaged each cheek.

You shook your head as consent, “I need to hear a yes cyar’ika,” he said, giving you a little tap on your right cheek.

You yelped, surprised by the slight sting that followed that slap, and wondered how on Tatooine you were going to endure more, mainly because you and Din have never done something like this before. A slap or two while he hit it from behind, was the closest thing that had ever happened.

“Yes,” you were excited, you’d never seen this side of Din; you might even start messing with Din more often.

Din was smiling; he always loved to try new things with you. He continued to run over each cheek for a few more seconds before he raised his hand and landed the first smack on your right cheek.

“One” You choked out as he rubbed the cheek he just slapped.

It was hard, and it stung, but there was something about it that turned you on.

Din lifted up his hand before smack the left cheek “two,” you tried to suppress your moan. You were kinda embraced at the fact you were getting turned on from this.

When Dins hand landed on your right cheek again for the second time, you moaned loudly as you said the number three. Din smiled at that; he was happy you were enjoying this new thing. Din continued to tear your ass up, each slap hurting more than the last. You were getting wetter with each one to the point where your wetness started to drip down your leg, your underwear no longer keeping it in as it was soaked.

You were preparing to feel a sting on your left cheek for the last slap. Instead, Din pushed you off his lap and set you onto the floor. You laid there confused as he spread your legs open and took your thong off. He got on the side of you and leaned down to kiss you. Your lips captured his in a passionate kiss. You were distracted as Din slipped his tongue into your mouth, so you didn’t see it coming. He had raised his hand and slapped your pussy. You throw your head back as you moan, tears streaming down your face from the intensity of the sudden, overwhelming rush of pleasure.

You shot up before going back down as you raised your hip as he started to rub circles on your clit. He reached down, placing kisses along your neck up and down your neck to your collarbone and back up. He took your ear lobe and brought it into his mouth, pulling on it before letting it go.

These slow circles on your clit were killing you, “Please,” you whimpered as you reached down, placing your hand on top of him, encouraging him to go faster.

He slapped your hand aways, stopping because of you. He rubbed his nose up and down on your ear before asking.

“are you going to be a good girl for me?”

You shook your head up and down, unable to speak as he started playing with your clit again. You didn’t realize that this game you were playing had affected you too till now. You were so desperate; you would do anything he asked just so you could cum on him because of him.

He took his hand away from cunt and brought it up to your lips. You looked Din in the eyes as you took two of his fingers into his mouth and sucked on them. You closed your eyes as you moaned, tasting yourself on his fingers. You weaved your tongue around his fingers before you hollow your cheeks, making a popping sound when he pulled them out.

He ran his finger down your body before shoving two fingers inside of you. You moved your hips down to meet the thrust of his hand. Your legs threaten to close as the pleasure builds, nonsense mumbling falling from your lips.

“More,” you begged

“Faster,” you cried as he gave in to both of your demands.

Suddenly he stopped, and your whines of complaint soon turned into a moan as he pressed his tongue against your clit. He shifted so he could wrap his hands around your thighs as he dove in. It was still the best thing he has ever tasted, he thought to himself. Your back arches as he bites softly on your clit before he sucks on it, and he pushes two fingers into you. You reached down your finger through Din’s hair, causing him to moan into you to moan as you clench around him. Din loves feeling the way your body reacts to him, the way you gripped his fingers, his tongue, his dick.

You were close. You can feel it, and so could Din, so he quickened his pace.

“I’m- I’m. “You tried to speak be couldn’t

“I know,” he said, moving his thumb to circle your clit

You were so close, you could feel it in your stomach. You were about to cum when Din pulled his fingers out and started to lick them clean.

You let a puff of air out as you lose your high. You prop yourself on your elbows as you looked at him, throwing your hands up asking why.

“I just wanted you to see how it feels to work so hard for something only to have it taken from you at the last minute.” He said, standing up but never breaking eye contact with you. You choked on your spit when you realized what he was referring to.

You tried to stand up, but he placed a hand on your shoulder, pushing you back down into your knees. You cocked your head to the side, and he just reached down and took your hand, placing it on top of his pants.

You looked up at him licking your lips before unbuttoning his pants and pulling down his zipper; you pushed his pants down along with his boxers down. You spit into your hand before wrapping your hand around his dick as much as you could. You stroked him before sticking your tongue out and licking the tip, then running your tongue up and down his shaft.

He grabbed you by your hair, yanking you back to look up at him. “Don’t play with me,” he said before taking his hand and wrapping it around your jaw to keep it open as he spits in it.

He let you go, and you stroked him a few times before taking him into your mouth. You moaned around him at the taste of him; this caused Din to lose his balance for a second, making him grab onto a crate to balance himself.

You swirled your tongue around his head before going back and forth, taking more of him in each time, you pulled back off of him, but strings of spit still connecting you to him. You purse your lips as you spit into your hand, reaching down to massage his balls before taking him back into your mouth, making sure to lick the pre-cum as you did.

He reached behind your head to grab your hair as he thrust into your mouth, you gag on his dick, but he keeps going knowing that you will tap against his leg if it gets to be too much. Din grabbed on to your head with both hands as he continued to fuck your face; you could feel him inching down your throat with each thrust. He was about to nut; you could feel it as his balls started to tighten. He griped your hair tighter, signaling for you to look at him. “Where,” he asked, slowing down so you could choose.

He let go of your hair as you pulled back, sticking your tongue out. He smiled down out at you before taping his tip against your tongue a few times as he started to stroke his dick. He quickens his paces and grabs onto your head, pulling it tight, so he won’t miss his target. Din grunted as if he was in pain as he painted your face with white streaks. He rubs his dick smearing the last bit on your tongue. You swallowed the bit in your mouth before feeling around your face the rest and swooping it into your mouth. You licked your lips, smiling up at him when you were all done.

He bent down and swiped his thumb across your cheek, getting the little you had left behind into your mouth. You sucked on it for a second before he pulled it out. He grabbed onto your hand, helping you up as his hands cradled your face, and he pressed his lips to yours; he moaned into your mouth at the taste of him. He reaches down to grab your ass before smacking up light and kneading it as you wrap your arms around his neck.

He pulls back, breaking the kiss as he taps your side, signaling for you to jump up so he could carry you. You jump into his arms, and he takes you into the room you shared and lay you against the cot. You lay there waiting for him as he finishes getting undressed.

He got onto the cot and got between your legs; he stroked himself a few times before lining it up with you. He looked up to meet your eyes looking for consent, and you nodded your head, giving it to him. He slowly pushed into you feeling your walls stretch around him before tightening. Your head falls back as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. You grab onto the sheets, bunching them into your hands as you feel yourself being starched to your limit. You take your legs and wrap them around Din’s waist. You cross your ankles as you try to push him into you to make him go faster. He stops suddenly, he’s not even all the way in, and he stops. You’re starting to regret trying to make him go faster, you can’t see much, but you can see him smiling. You know that smile, nothing good is about to come out of that smile.

Din pulls all the way out before slamming back into you completely. You didn’t even make a sound because the air is knocked out of you; your back arches as you try to catch your breath. As soon as you caught your breath, he steals it as he leans down for a kiss capturing your lips roughly.

As he continuously pounds into you ruthfully, he takes one of your legs wrapped around his waist and pushes it to your chest to get a better angle to go deeper. You cry out with every thrust, your voice bouncing off the walls, echoing in the room.

“Mine, This body, theses tits, this tight as pussy, it’s all mine,” he told you as he takes one of your nipples into his mouth.

“It’s yours; every part of me is yours,” you agreed as you wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him in closers.

You were close, especially after being denied earlier; you need release. Din quicken his paces as he felt you clench tightly around him.

“I-I-I’m close,” you screamed out.

“Cum for me, riduur,” he whispers in your ear.

The name he calls you pushes you over the edge; you clamp down on his dick as you cum. That doesn’t slow him down as he continues for a few strokes riding out you high before pulling out, flipping you onto your stomach, and pushing back into you without warning or rest. You back arch into his thrust as he makes your legs go apart, spreading you wider. He pops onto one knee, driving into you mercilessly as he reaches down to press your face into the mat.

As he’s thrusting into you, you feel one of his fingers circle around your unstretched hole; you guys had been saving that experience, maybe for this moment. “Can I please? I’ll only put a finger in,” he begged you you nodding your head under his hand. He acknowledges the movement as he pulls out, reaching down swooping up some of your wetness before plunging back into you. He teases the hole before slowly pushing his thumb in, causing you to arch your back even more and let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. “ f-f-fuck, Din” you stutter out when he got fully in.

Din quickens his pace in you as he sets a steady pace with his thumb. This was new to you, so being stretched like this, you were close to began for more; you wanted to know how it would feel to be pushed to your limit in both holes. You decided against it as you feel Din reach under you to toy with your clit, you chocked on your spit as you tried to catch your breath, all this pleasure was becoming too much for you to handle, you couldn’t even seem to catch your breath.

The pressure builds up in your stomach once again as you feel your peak near. You let sob into the mattress as you feel yourself clench around Din like never before as you cum. Your back arching to the point of pain, which only adds to your pleasure. You feel Din slow down; at first, you are confused about what he’s doing, but then you realized he’s watching how well you take him. He’s looking at how your pussy quivers around him with every stroke. He then speeds up for a second, loving the sound of skin slapping and the gushing sound your pussy makes as your wetness flows out of you staining your sheets.

Din chuckles before pulling you up by your hair, pressing your back to his chest, as he starts to thrust into you. Your body naturally arching into him as he reaches up and cups your right breast, moving his other hand down as he rubs vicious circles on your clit. Your tried body slumping against him as he takes you from behind. He knows you’re tired even if the grip you have on his dick says; otherwise, he stills know. He leans down into your ear, telling you, “you have one more in you, I know do.”

You reach up to take his hand from your breast to wrap it around your throat; you gave his hand an extra squeeze encouraging him. You get that familiar feeling in your stomach as he continues to pound into you with one hand wrapped around your throat and the other one rubbing circles on your clit. You whimper as you try to tell Din you close, but your body is too tired to even conjure up the words. Din understood you though, he was close, not far behind you. He knew that the feeling of you coming around him would do him.

You throw your head back against Din’s shoulders as you felt yourself unravel on him. Din places a hand on the wall as he losing his balance the feeling of your tighten around him as you milk him dry, he continues to pump into you, riding out of yours. Din pulls out, turning you onto your back, laying you down before opening your legs and settling himself between them. He pulled back for a second because you had winced in pain, his dick had rubbed against your extremely sensitive mound; he pulled back, readjusting his self before laying back down. He played comfortably in your arms, his head in the crook of your neck as he rubbed circles in your side while you laid there with your arms wrapped him.

Din lifts his head up and leans down to capture your lips in a sloppy but passionate kiss that held a lot of emotion behind it. You pull away, and he pushes his head into the crook of your neck, and you reach up and run your fingers through his loose curly.

“I’m sorry about everything I said, it was wrong, and I was out of line.” He said but face still in your shoulder

“It’s ok. I should have been more careful when I went out; I didn’t even bring a blaster with me,” you replied as you continued to massage his scalp.

“What did you get from the market.”

“It’s a surprise.”

“I hate surprises. Do you not remember the droid.” He asked

“Hey, at least we know it effective,” you said laughing, but Din wasn’t

“Too soon,” you asked, but you knew it wasn’t as you felt Din smile against your skin. You guys fell asleep just like, you holding him in your arms.

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The next day went by so smoothly; you guys were back to the daily routine like nothing happened. Din was excited to get back to the meal sharing, he didn’t say it, but he didn’t have to. You guys had eaten breakfast together but had your lunches separate because you each had your own projects to do. Which is what you told Din, but you had actually needed the rest of the day to set up everything for his birthday dinner and make the cake.

You weren’t even sure if Din knew today was his birthday, but even if that’s true, it will make for a better surprise.

Din was coming down soon; he just had to set new coordinates. You guys needed to come out of hyperspace to get gas before continuing on your journey to the next plant where the next bounty is at, which is two days away.

During one of your trips to the market, you found a pretty little black dress; you were so excited to wear it for his birthday. You don’t even remember the last time you were in a dress, and you knew Din had never seen you with one, so it would be like icing on top of the cake.

You heard footsteps above you move, and you were quick to act as you turned around, lit the candles on the cake, and flipped the light switch.

You heard Din slide down the step and walked towards you; your back was still turned to him, and it was dark, but something was illuminating your face; he just didn’t know what. He reached over to the wall next to him and flipped the light switch on. He turns and sees the kid in his high chair next to you.

“cyar’ika,” He asked, stepping closer to you.

You then turn around slowly, not wanting to make the candles go out. As soon as Din sees your face, he gives you a small smile, but it drops when he sees what’s in your hand. You were nervous for a second, thinking that you had crossed a line or something. Then you saw a single tear roll down Din’s face; you had never seen the man cry. You had been with him for close to a year and never have seen this.

You set the cake down and quickly went over to him, embracing him in a hug. He hugged you back so tightly as if he was going to lose you.

“Ni kar’tayl gar darasuum, ner Ridder,” he said, but you only recognized one of the words used.

You reached up and wiped his tears and took his hand and led him over to the cake, Din looked at you before bending down to give you a quick kiss, and he straight up, closing his eyes for a second before bending down and blowing out his candles. You clapped your hands in enjoyment and excitement and reached over to pull in your face for a quick kiss. You heard a slight noise, and you pulled back and turned to see the kid clapping also.

You laughed at that before reaching over and grabbing a knife so Din could cut his cake. Din happily took the knife from you as he cut himself a pretty big piece of cake; he took a fork and a huge bite. Din moaned as he took his first bite, slowly chewing on the chocolate fudge cake with chocolate frosting. His tongue dashes out to lick up any residue that he might have left on his lips.

“I might have to change my mind. This might be the best thing I have ever tasted,” Din said, bringing down the fork for another bite.

You faked gasped, “what does that make me second.”

“You know what? I think I need a refresher, especially with you in that little black dress,” I said, licking his lip, and he wrapped an arm around your waist.

“Later, the kid and I are hungry; it’s time to eat,” you said as you shoved him off of you.

He wrapped his arms around you from behind and kissed you on the neck before saying, “no, seriously, this is the best thing anyone could have given me. I have a question though, is this what you went out to get” he asked, you hummed in response.

“As much as I love my gift, and I really do, please do risk your life over something like this. All I need is you and the kid, and I’m happy, ok.” He said

“Ok”

Cyar’ika - darling

Ridder - wife/partner

Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum - I love you.

ner Ridder - my wife/ partner

#mando #mando x you #pedro pascal #star wars #smut #din djarin #din dijarin x reader #pedro pascal x reader #the mandalorian #the mandolorian x reader #din djarin x you #nsft text

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Backseat rider

Peter Parker x fem!reader (She/her)

Inspo: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wU9lOKWFG54

I tried to write this in the second person so please tell me how you like it.

Summary: Inspired by the wonderful song Backseat Rider by Sara Kays, with my little twist on it, and with a happy ending.

You and Peter have been friends for a long time, and he promised you the first ride in his car. When you come back from your Europe trip, MJ is sitting in the passenger side. The fact that you are in love with him doesn't really help.

Or: Peter promised you a ride in his car and his stupid plan fails because he is jealous.

Warnings: angst, fluff, bad writing, grammatical mistakes,

Word count: 5.1k

English isn't my first language so please don't mind the grammar and sentence structure mistakes and stuff. If you have any suggestions on how to improve my writing, please let me know.

! Please don't repost my work anywhere without my permission. Thank you!

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9. September 2013

It was the first day of school and you were standing at a bus stop just a few blocks from your new apartment. You and your parents just moved to queens and you were starting in a new school.

With your new schoolbag which you got for your 12th birthday just 3 days ago slung over your shoulders, you tapped your foot nervously against the concrete under your newly polished shoes.

You were so excited to start 6th grade in a new school, away from the people in your old one. You were always a shy kid and some of the kids from your previous school picked on you just because of that.

The school became hell and you started making excuses as to why not to go in. At first, your parents were annoyed thinking you were just lazy. But you later opened up about your struggles and they started to take action.

But before much happened, one of your parents got a job opportunity in Queens, New York, and without much thinking, took it. When you left the school, you felt like you could finally breathe. A huge boulder fell off your shoulders and you were so excited to find some new friends and meet new people. To get a new start.

Due to the traffic, the bus came with a 7 minutes delay. And as the bus rounded the corner to arrive at the bus stop, a frazzled-looking boy came crashing into you.

Before you could crash to the ground, he caught your hand and pulled you towards him in an effort to save you from crashing into the hard ground.

“I am so so sorry, I didn’t mean to I fell asleep and burned my toast and spilled toothpaste on my shirt, and ” he took a deep breath before he continued with his rambling.

“Oh god I am so sorry, I’m rambling” He scratched the back of his neck.

“It’s alright, truly. But I would really appreciate it if you let me go.” You said quietly and the boy’s eyes widened in horror.

“Sorry, sorry” he kept apologizing and mumbling underneath his breath.

“Please stop apologizing, nothing much happened,” You laughed lightly and he breathed out in relief.

“I’m Peter, by the way, Peter Parker,” he introduced himself more calmly. Now, that he wasn’t rambling and frantically running his hands through his hair, you could finally focus on his features. He was slightly shorter than you, with curly brown hair and chocolate brown eyes that were still tinted with sleep.

“Nice to meet you Peter my name is (Y/N) (L/N).” You introduced yourself and you stepped together into the bus. You looked around for two places to sit, preferably together.

“There,” Peter pointed to the back of the bus. You pushed through the crowd of people standing and made it to the seats. Peter let you sit beside the window and sat beside you.

“The public transport in new york is so horrible,” Peter whined and you raised your eyebrow.

“Is it? I just moved in like 2 weeks ago so I didn’t have much time to explore.”

“Oh, so this is your first day of a new school.” His eyes widened in realization and you nodded.

“What school are you going into?” He asked and you could see the excitement in his eyes.

“Palm tree elementary school.” You answered and Peter jumped in his seat.

“Oh my, me too, that’s so exciting, Ned will be so happy,” he squealed you smiled widely.

You talked the rest of the ride to your stop, and through the short walk to your school. This boy might just make this school much more exciting than you thought.

20. August 2019

“Okay, just wait for me outside of your apartment building I’ll come and pick you up,” Peter said into the phone and you hummed in acknowledgment.

“Okay Petey, I’ll be waiting, I missed you so much throughout the summer, I’m sorry I didn’t call” you apologized feeling guilty.

“It’s okay, I get it, I was the one to suggest it. Okay, I’m leaving, I’ll be at yours in about 10 minutes. ”

You and your family went to Europe for the majority of summer. You tried to keep in contact but of course, it was hard the time difference made it very difficult to find a time where you both can call and don’t lose sleep.

The first person to stop trying was Peter. On a rare call one night, he informed you that he didn’t want you to lose sleep just because you wanted to talk to him

“Don’t worry, you’ll tell me everything when you get back, just don’t forget to bring me souvenirs.” Peter teased and you laughed sadly. You missed him so much and the heavy feeling in your heart wouldn’t go away.

“Okay, just prepare yourself because I’ve gotten you a souvenir from every single location we went to.” You sniffled.

“Hey, don’t cry, everything will be alright nothing will change I promise.”

10 minutes later, Peter pulled up to your parking lot and your heart skipped a beat. Your smile widened and the butterflies in your stomach fluttered. This was the first time you saw Peter after a month and a half. You returned from Europe only 4 days ago so you used that time to get rid of the jet lag.

Your smile dropped when you saw a shadow sitting on the passenger side. You shook your head and moved closer to the car. Peter stepped out of the car and you flung your arms around him. He tensed for a bit before he wrapped you up in his arms and breathed in your scent.

“I missed you so much, you have no idea,” he mumbled into your neck and you pressed your lips into his hair.

“I missed you too, for the last two weeks, my parents were a pain in the ass,” you complained and Peter laughed. Then he got serious.

“Well, at least you have parents.”

“...”

“I’m just kidding, don’t worry bug,” he giggled and you hit his shoulder lightly.

“I hate these jokes,” you complained.

“I know, that’s why I make them.” He giggled and you rolled your eyes.

“Okay. C’mon, I have my classmate MJ here, I wanted to introduce you two he stepped away and you wrapped yourself around yourself.”

Peter opened the back door for you and you thanked him. When you got into the car he closed the door behind you and quickly got into the driver seat.

“So MJ, this is (Y/N). Bug, this is MJ.” He introduced you two and you waved awkwardly.

“Hi, I heard about you so much, is so nice to meet you.” MJ greeted and you smiled.

“I would like to say the same but Peter has never talked of you,” you scratched your neck shyly and MJ waved her hand.

“It’s fine, me and Peter only started hanging out about 3 weeks ago, but we’ve gotten a lot closer.” She explained and you nodded.

“So, Peter told me you are in an art school,” Mj started and you shuffled to the edge of your seat so you could hear better.

“Yeah, I do interior design, color pallets, and furniture designs.” You explained and MJ nodded her head.

“That sounds really cool, you’ll be the first I’ll contact when I’m furnishing my house” MJ laughed and you giggled.

“Yeah sure, just give me a call,”

But then, it got quiet. You just relaxed against the seat behind you and closed your eyes for a few moments.

“So, I saw the star wars movies the other day, it was so good,” MJ exclaimed and Peter laughed out loud.

“I tried to get this lady into it but she hated it. The same with star trek.” Peter said, pointing at you.

“Yeah, I hate it so much,” you chimed in but they didn’t respond. They just continued laughing and talking without you. You couldn’t help but think that they looked so much like the two of you looked when you talked about both of your favorite things.

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MJ sat in the passenger seat for the next five weeks. When you traveled to school, from school, or even during the weekends.

She was there every single time Peter came to pick you up. And to be honest, it hurt just a bit more every single time you saw her sitting in the front seat of his car.

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You and Peter were supposed to go to see the new astronomical exhibition today. You were getting ready in your room when your eyes drifted over a framed picture on your vanity table. It was taken last summer, before he got his car, before MJ. You had taken it with your Kodak disposable camera in a parking lot in front of your local Target. You remember it like it was yesterday.

21. July 2018

It was around 10 p.m. when you and Peter left the target with a plastic bag of candy and a brand new disposable camera that you found in the sale aisle. You tore the safety tape away from the box and pulled out the instruction manual.

“I’m so excited; I’ve never had any of these.” You exclaimed and Peter chuckled at your happy face, threw his arm around your shoulder, and pulled you in closer to him.

“You are going to love it, it’s so fun. Especially because you have no idea how the photos are gonna turn out.” He smiled and you nodded.

“I always watch the tiktoks of people’s reactions to the developed photos, and they always look so happy, I want to try it.” you declared and pulled the camera out of the box.

“First things first bug, just a quick info, you need a lot of lightning for the photos to turn out good,” Peter explained and you waved your hand mindlessly, messing around with your temporary camera.

You quickly pulled out your phone and turned on the flashlight. You put the phone on the ground in front of him and he looked at you puzzled.

“Will you do me a favor and be the first photo on this camera’s film?” You asked him and Peter nodded, acting very posh and snobby.

“It would be an honor, my lady,” he faked a bow and you burst out laughing.

“Okay smile for me,” you giggled and Peter smiled widely. He was so beautiful. Hair messy, and a hoodie a little too big on his body, with the long sleeves making cute sweater paws.

“Come onnn take the picture so we can eat the sweets,” Peter whined and you quickly snapped the picture of him. He bent down, took your phone from the ground, and turned off the flashlight.

“Come on I even got us and your fuzzy socks so your toes won’t get cold,” he said and you hugged him from behind.

“you are the best, you know that?” you mumbled and he shrugged.

“Might’ve mentioned it a few times before” You let him go and he pulled out the blanket from his backpack.

“Come on let’s sit here,” he pulled you towards the curb a few feet away from the spot you were standing at. He sat down, wrapped his arms around your legs, and rested his face on your stomach.

“Let’s sit here and eat all these delicious candies” he looked at you with wide eyes and you dragged your fingers through his hair, scratching at his scalp.

“Okay Doll, let’s do this,” you teased and he blushed hard.

“Stoop you know I blush when you call me that,” he complained and you laughed softly. You gently unwrapped his arms from your legs and sat down next to him.

“So, let dig in,” you rubbed your palms together and he put the bag between you two.

“I want the Reese’s,” you said and Peter handed them to you.

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“Smiile,” you smushed your cheek against Peter’s and he smiled into the camera. The flash had gone off and you smiled to yourself.

“I bet this one’s gonna be so good.” He said and you nodded.

“So, as I was saying, May told me that she wants to buy me a car for my 18th birthday. I don’t know how she wants to do that but I’m not complaining.” Peter gushed and you wrapped your arms around his middle.

“I’m so happy for you, you deserve it.” You smiled and Peter continued.

“I want to take you on a road trip when we finish school. All around the US. From New York to L.A,” he looked at you hopefully and you smiled at him widely.

“That sounds so good, we can go to grand canyon and Zion and so much more, Oh my God, we will need so much more of these disposable cameras. Peter, we need so much food and tents and sleeping bags and maps.” You took a deep breath before you continued.

“We should make a checklist, we should start preparing, Peter why are we sitting here?” you asked and Peter gently shushed you by putting his pointer finger on your lips.

“We still have 2 years bug, no need to overthink it, everything is gonna be fine.” He assured you and you nodded.

“Come here,” he pulled you towards him and your head landed on his chest. You snuggled into his chest and breathed in his scent.

----

You were pulled back to reality when your phone rang. It was Peter.

“Hey (Y/N), we are nearly here, only about 4 minutes.” He informed and your breath got stuck in your throat. ‘WE’. MJ is coming with you. He didn’t ask, he didn’t inform you beforehand. He just invited her.

“Ummm Pete I’m suddenly not feeling very well, I think I should go and lay down, maybe you should go alone,” you mumbled and he hummed.

“Okay, get better alright? We can go somewhere tomorrow.” He suggested and you hummed in agreement, as you couldn’t do anything else without breaking down.

“Okay (Y/N) goodnight, get well soon. I’ll see you tomorrow” He didn’t wait for your response before he hung up.

You stared at the phone as the tears cascaded down your cheeks and you put no effort into stopping them. You slowly wiped off the makeup you put on just a few moments prior and threw out the cotton pad.

You stood up from your vanity and moved over to your bed. You couldn’t understand it. What have you done wrong? Just a few months prior, Peter would drop everything to be with you when you weren’t feeling that well. Now, he didn’t even ask what was wrong.

You cursed yourself as you tried to keep your sobs at bay. You lost him and it was all your fault. If you called more often or at least texted and kept in contact during the summer, everything would be fine. He wouldn’t be in his car with someone else but with you. But the more you thought about it the more your mind betrayed you,

‘Wait, he was the one to suggest that you two would stop the contact, did he get tired of you? Did he want to get rid of you? Is he sending signals by hanging out with MJ every single time they should be hanging out alone?’ the thoughts in your brain were running around before they suddenly stopped.

“He didn’t call me bug,” you realized. He always called you bug, never (Y/N). He only called you that when he was annoyed or angry with you. You started thinking back to every single hangout you had in the past 5 weeks to see if you could stumble upon a memory where you angered or annoyed him. Nothing.

Your shoulders sagged and you put your face in your hands.

“What should I do now,” you asked yourself as you tried to remain calm and not to let any more sobs out. As you looked around your room, slowly calming down, you saw a piece of Peter’s hoodie peeking out from your closet. In a rage of fury, sadness, and anger, you quickly gathered every single piece of clothing Peter ever gave you and put them in a cardboard box.

Taking out a piece of paper, you took your favorite pen and started writing a little note for your now ‘ex’ best friend.

Dear Peter, returning your clothes, maybe you can give them to MJ, now that she is your best friend and you don’t care about me. Could’ve at least told me you didn’t want me in your life anymore, instead of sending mixed signals and hurting me by that. Fuck you. – Love, (Y/N)

You signed it with fury coursing through your veins and closed the box with duct tape. You swiped the stray tears that fell down your cheeks and threw on a hoodie.

“Going out for a few minutes!” you shouted to your parents and closed the door, before hearing their response. After putting the hood up, you opened the window to the fire escape and you threw your legs over the window sill, taking the full cardboard box with you.

“Let’s do this,” you mumbled to yourself and dropped down to the ground.

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The walk to Peter’s apartment didn’t take long, only about 10 minutes. But the walk felt so much longer this time, maybe because this would probably be the last time you would ever make it. You started tearing up just at that thought. You didn’t think this is how it would end. Six years of friendship ended just because you were too annoying. You shook your head and continued walking; you couldn’t afford to burst into tears in the middle of the road.

You stopped in front of Peter’s apartment and let out a shaky breath. This is it. You knew May would be at work, so you let yourself in with the key, underneath their doormat. You stepped into the apartment and closed the door behind you. You rushed into Peter’s room and threw the box on his bed. You didn’t want to linger around and experience the pain of remembering all of the memories you and Peter shared in this room.

You looked around one more time, and your eyes watered when you saw your favorite t-shirt thrown over his chair. You really wanted to take it but decided to against it. ‘He can do whatever he wants’ you thought and closed the door behind you.

The walk from his apartment wasn’t much better. But it was a bit shorter than the one before. You hadn’t had much time to think this time. You just came out of his building and in a few seconds, you were laying in your bed with tears streaming down your cheeks.

Now, that you calmed down a bit and your head cleared, you laid in your bed, looking at the ceiling, face blank of any emotion. You got pulled back into reality by your phone vibrating. You sat up and moved the phone closer to your face. It was Peter.

You had 6 missed calls and 26 unread messages from the curly-haired boy. But you decided to ignore them and turned on the airplane mode. You curled up into a ball and snuggled up into your fluffy blanket. It was going to get better, you will get better, the pain will subdue, the anger will not.

You were so damn angry at him. How could he do this to you, string you along when he doesn’t want you in his life anymore? Letting a few tears slip, you let your eyelids droop and let your mind wander into the darkness of sleep.

----

“I don’t understand, what does she mean by a new best friend? What does she mean by not want her in my life anymore?” Peter asked as he paced around his room, with your note crumpled up in his right hand.

“I think you did the opposite of what you wanted to do you know?” MJ interrupted him and he looked at her horrified.

“This is all my fault, I’m the reason she feels like this,” he mumbled and continued pacing in circles.

“Remind me why you wanted to do this again?” MJ scoffed and Peter stopped to think.

“To make her jealous,” he mumbled and MJ stood up and hit him across the forehead with a rolled-up engineering magazine she found randomly thrown under his pillow.

“You are so stupid, Peter. And I can’t believe I helped you. But at least I got the cute girl’s number,” she mumbled the last part and Peter ran his shaky fingers through his hair.

“I fucked up,” he announced and MJ glared at him.

“Yeah, no shit genius. Remind me how this started again. In detail and soak in just how stupid you are,” she growled out and he got lost in the painful memory.

----

It was around 3 weeks after his best friend left for Europe, he was mindlessly scrolling through Instagram when he saw a photo she posted just 4 hours ago. He went to like it but his thumb froze before he could double-tap. It was a photo of her smiling, looking as beautiful as ever, on a beach with a sunset behind her. But it wasn’t her that made him freeze, it was the boy that was standing behind her with his arms wrapped around her waist. She was grinning at him, her smile shining brighter than all of the stars in the night sky.

“Who the fuck are you?” Peter mumbled to himself as he looked over more of the photos in the post. As he scrolled, the pair of them only grew closer on the pictures. Them sharing a meal, them in the sea, them on a carnival with a huge green teddy bear in her arms. Just from the last picture, it was clear that the boy won the plushie in one of those shitty scam carnival games Peter couldn’t play even if he really wanted to.

But what really got him, was the post from her private Instagram, the boy from the previous photos was kissing her on the corner of her mouth. Tears gathered up in his eyes as he exited the app and ran his shaky fingers through his hair.

‘Could she have a boyfriend? But she didn’t tell me,’ his breathing got quicker and he had a sudden urge to puke. Before he could stop himself, he opened his contacts app and scrolled to find MJ’s phone number, she could help him.

“Hey, I know this is a lot to ask but I need you to help me make my best friend jealous.” Those words came from his mouth before he could even think about them.

----

“I told you before you started with this stupid plan of yours that it won’t work out,” MJ snapped him out of his mind. Peter stared into the distance before he snapped out of it.

“I need to go and see her, I need to explain,” Peter rushed out before MJ stopped him.

“You need to give her some time, she wouldn’t want to see you, and only get angry or even more upset.” She explained and Peter nodded in understatement.

“You are right, I will let her cool off for a week, and then talk to her,” Peter concluded. MJ blinked in surprise.

“Are you sure you want to give her a week? I was thinking more like 2 days, not 7,” MJ said cautiously and Peter huffed out angrily.

“God, why are you so cryptic, why can’t you just tell me and help,”

“Because this is your relationship, that is on line, not mine. And you want me to solve this for you,” MJ raised her voice and Peter rolled his eyes.

“God, this is useless” he mumbled and the girl in front of him scoffed.

“I can just leave if that’s what you want,” She stood up to leave but Peter grabbed her forearm gently.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that. I’m just really anxious and I want to see her. But you are right, I shouldn’t leave her without explanation for such a long period of time,” Peter apologized and MJ nodded.

“I need to go, mum wants to watch this new movie she saw in Target, I’ll text you okay?”

“Okay bye, enjoy the movie,” Peter mumbled and MJ walked out of his room.

“Great Parker, just great,” he mumbled to himself as he watched her leave through his window.

----

2 days later

Peter was standing in front of your school, waiting for you to finish. The last two days have been torture for him and he couldn’t wait to talk to you. When he heard the bell ring on the inside of the building, he stood up from the bench he was sitting on and moved closer to the main entrance, just a precaution and so he wouldn’t miss you walking out.

He started to get worried when he didn’t see you walk out even after 15 minutes.

‘Maybe they had some science lab and are cleaning up or something he thought to himself to calm down a bit. Then, he saw one of your friends, Bee, walk out and he waved at them.

“Hey, she isn’t here today,” Bee said to Peter. He only frowned. That’s weird.

“Okay, thanks Bee, do you think she could be at home? Is she sick?” Peter asked and Bee frowned at him.

“I thought you were best friends, you don’t know where she is?” Bee asked him and Peter looked down looking very guilty.

“We had a fight,” he mumbled and Bee scoffed.

“Well, I guess you fucked up pretty bad because she never misses school.”

“I know, I fucked up and I hurt her, but I just want to make it better, I gave her time to cool off and now, I need to apologize,” Peter explained and Bee nodded their head.

“Okay Parker, last chance, if you hurt her to this extent ever again, I’ll kick you in the balls.” Bee threatened and Peter nodded.

“Don’t worry, this is the first and last time this has ever happened, won’t hurt her ever again, I promise,” Peter said and Bee could tell his words were genuine.

“Fine Parker go, and if she is not at school tomorrow, you are a dead man, I’m telling you that right now.”

“Don’t worry Bee, I’m going to make this right,” Peter promised as he walked away from your school.

----

“Honey, someone is here to see you,” Your mom called out and you looked from under your blanket. You couldn’t function correctly for the past few days, the loss of your best friend being too much to bear.

“Tell them to go away please,” you mumbled and she shook her head sadly. You stopped crying a while ago, no tears left in your body.

You heard a gentle knock on your door.

“Hey bug,” You whipped your head towards the voice, and the tears you thought ran out, welled up in your eyes. He was there, even after he exchanged you for someone else.

“Pete,” you whispered and he quickly walked towards you and sat on your bed. You threw yourself into his arms but then quickly pulled back and furrowed your eyebrows.

“What are you doing here?” you asked and Peter shook his head.

“I came to apologize, I hurt you by my actions and made you think something, that isn’t true at all,” he explained and you tilted your head, reminding Peter of a cute, confused puppy.

“I will just tell you the truth, and hope you will be able to forgive me.”

“I was jealous. It’s simple as that, and now that I’ve said it out loud, it sounds so stupid.” He took a deep breath and slowly tangled his fingers in yours.

“The truth is, I have feelings for you. You know what? Scratch that, I’m in love with you and have been for a long time. When I saw you with the guy in Europe, being all cute and sweet together, I just lost it.” He confessed and looked up to see your face. You had an unreadable expression on your face.

“Fuck, he even got you a huge teddy bear from the carnival scam games, I could never do that for you, and I know you love that corny stuff.” He said with a shaky voice and could feel the tears push into his eyes.

“I wanted to make you jealous, but I hurt you instead and that hurts me even more than seeing you with that boy.” He said and then kneeled on the floor beside your bed. He took your other hand into his and kissed your knuckles gently.

“I’m so sorry Bug, please forgive me,” he begged as he put his forehead against your hand. The tears that gathered in his eyes flowed freely down his perfect face and it hurt you to see him like this. You took your hand away from his and you could see the quick flash of pain on his face. You caught one tear with your finger and whispered.

“Please don’t cry, I’m going to cry too,” he quickly looked up and smiled sadly, when he saw your sunken and tired face.

“I forgive you, Peter.” You said with a crack in your voice.

“And you know, it actually worked out, I was so jealous when I saw you with her.” You confessed.

“I love you too Peter, I always have” you whispered and Peter’s face lit up with joy.

“You, do?” He asked and you nodded with a slight smile on your face.

“I do, so so much,” You caressed his cheek, shuffled closer to him, and kissed him on the forehead.

“Come here and lay with me,” you demanded and Peter chuckled.

“Well, what my lovebug wants, she gets.” Peter teased and you hid your face in the blanket.

“I kinda like it,” you whispered shyly and Peter laughed lightly.

“Scoot over love, let me lay with you.” You shuffled over and Peter slipped under your blanket. He laid down and slowly maneuvered your body, to lay comfortably on his chest.

“We’ll talk more tomorrow, we’ll work it out, I promise.” You mumbled and Peter nodded and kissed the top of your head.

“I love you, Peter”

“I love you my Bug,” It was quiet for a bit before Peter spoke once again.

“So, who was the boy in the photos?”

“PETER!”

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