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lazysimp · 3 years

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Dark Clouds (+18) /// Shoto x Fem Reader

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Rating: Explicit 18+ Only Minors DNI

Summary: You love Shoto more than anything but what if you were the only thing standing in between him and his dreams? Smut+Angst

A prequel to Cloud Nine

Word count: 3k+

Warnings/tags: Angst, Blackmail, Morning Sex, Breakup, Soft Dom Shoto, Praise, Explicit sexual content, Oral sex (receiving), She/Her pronouns, All characters are adults.

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“Oh fuck Shoto! Please just a little more,” You beg, your back arching off the bed as you push his head down. Your fiancé had made it a habit to wake you up with his tongue delving in your cunt, licking up your juices like it was his last meal.

After living together for a month you thought he would finally start to calm down but his need for you had only grown. He had barely left the apartment, deciding to take a few personal days to spoil you instead of working on climbing the ranks. You tried to convince him to focus more on his career, but he would drop to his knees every time you brought it up.

“I love this pretty pussy,” He groaned, swiping his tongue through your soaked folds until he found your aching bud. His lips closed around your clit, sucking it into his mouth while his fingers teased your dripping hole.

You yelp and clench your thighs, caging in his head but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, your soft thighs against his ears sent him into a frenzy. He thrust his long fingers into you, curling them up to press against your sweet spot.

Your body bolts up, curling around his head but he continued on, never giving you an ounce of mercy. With your head directly above his, the lewd sounds of his mouth filled your ear, sending you further down the rabbit hole.

He released your swollen clit to move his mouth to your hole and gather more of your addicting taste with his tongue. “My baby has such a good pussy. So wet and tasty, and it’s all mine.”

You let out a whine at his praise, you wanted to always belong to him. To never leave his side as he rose to meet his dreams.

He added a third finger into your tight hole, stretching you open in preparation for his cock. You hiss at the slight burn but it fades quickly as his expert fingers began to fall in temperature, soothing the ache. He had always been so considerate during sex, always making sure you came at least once before he ever tried to enter you.

The first time the two of you had sex was not the greatest but it was a moment in your life you would never forget. For hours he explored your body, experimenting and exploring your body to understand exactly what you liked. By the end of the night, you were both absolutely exhausted, barely able to move.

His tongue returned to your clit, teasing the side of it with the tip of his tongue as his fingers continue to pump into your tight cunt. Your breathing grows frantic and your body becomes tight as the pleasure swelled inside you. You could feel your thighs tremble around his head and your hands shake.

He smiled into your pussy as your sweet hole trembled around his fingers, his baby was close. Remembering to not speed up he kept his movements consistent, listening for your little mewls to direct his touch.

As your breathing grew more labored and body tense he took your little berry into his mouth, sucking on it like a tit. It was the final straw, he watched in awe as you fell apart. Your pussy milking his fingers while your clit wiggled in his mouth with each clench.

Normally he would keep his mouth on your cunt, cleaning up your orgasm with his tongue but he had to be at work in twenty minutes. Grudgingly he moved his mouth from your heat and rose to his knees. He gently slid his hands under you and flipped you over, exposing your mouthwatering ass to his view.

Holding his breath to stop from cumming he lifted your hips up and pushed your back down. It looked as though you were presenting yourself to him. While he loved watching your face as you cum, this view definitely had its perks.

Lining his tip with your entrance he watched himself sink into you. Your cute moans filling his ears, serenading him as he bottomed out. Wanting a better view, he grabbed your ass with his large hands and spread it open, exposing your tight rosebud. He ignored your squeal of protest and started to thrust, watching you take his cock so perfectly.

Each thrust into your tight heat drove him further into insanity. He would never grow tired of this, tired of you. He still wasn’t sure how he managed to get you to agree to marry him, it still felt unreal, like someone was going to rip the floor out from under him. Something as good as you never happened to someone like him, something always messed it up.

“Shoto,” You whine, dragging him out of his thoughts. “Fuck, I need more.”

Determined to have you cum around his cock he reached around and slid through your slick folds to find your aching bud. He let out a sly grin watching your body jerk as he teased your button, knowing the extra stimulation would send you right over the edge.

“Please, Shoto, please,” You begged, the tight coil inside your chest reeling tighter with each lazy circle around your clit. You lose the ability to speak, only moans leaving your lips.

“That’s it, that is my good girl. So perfect for me. I want you to cum on my cock while I watch,” He says hoarsely behind you. That was all it took, the spring inside you snapped sending you spiraling into oblivion.

Your toes curl in uncontrollably as you scream into the pillow, the brutal waves of pleasure crashing into you. You couldn’t even breathe as your rode out each wave. His fingers did not stop teasing your clit, they teased you through the high. Making you ride the wave as long as possible before his thrusts started to fall out of rhythm.

You lay face down into the bed, exhausted as he finally falls apart. You could feel his cock pulse inside you as his cum fills you. Once he finally finished he rolled off the top and laid next to you, pulling you into his arms.

You both lay there for a few minutes, not needing words as you recover from the morning quickie. Shoto pushed himself up on his elbows and placed a soft kiss on your forehead. He then stood out of bed and started to get ready. You lie in bed and watch as he dons his uniform and smooths out his sex hair.

“I should be home for dinner today, I am only scheduled to patrol until five.”

You nod, “Do you want to go out? Mina said the new soba place was really good.”

Shoto flashed you a warm smile, “I would love that, I’ll see you tonight.”

You push up on your elbows to meet his lips for one last kiss before he leaves. No matter how many times you kissed him, he always managed to take your breath away. You bring your hand up to his cheek as he slowly pulled away and looked into his eyes.

“Please be safe.”

He tilts his head into your hand, giving you some of its weight. “Don’t worry, I promise I will always come back to you.”

You drop your hand and lay back down, watching as he leaves the confines of the bedroom, and listened for the front door to close. Slipping on one of your lazy shirts, you make your way to the kitchen. You grab a few ingredients and cook a quick breakfast, eating it while you watch the news. Thankfully there was nothing big going on in the city, only a few petty criminals.

Shoto was more capable of taking care of himself but it was hard not to worry. You knew what you signed up for when you agreed to go out with Shoto, but he made all the stress and worry worth it.

You sit at the small counter and eat your breakfast. You avoid scheduling anything on your days off just in case they let Shoto off early so you had nothing planned. You put your dishes in the sink and start to collect some laundry, you could at least clean up some before you rested.

A loud buzz filled the apartment signaling someone was wanting to come up. You drop off the laundry and click on the speaker. Shoto had chosen this apartment because of the added security measures in place. No one could come up to the floor without a key or explicit permission.

“Hello?” You say into the small mic, unsure who would be asking to come up. Shoto hadn’t mention anyone planning on coming over.

“Can I come up?” The deep powerful voice of Endeavor said to the mic.

For a brief moment, your heart stopped. You tried to frantically think of what to say but no words came to mind. You had only ever met him once and you had Shoto by your side. You know he does not approve of your relationship with Shoto, after all, Shoto is going to be one of the world’s strongest heroes and you were well you.

“Just a minute,” You say to buy time as you debate whether or not to call Shoto. On one hand, having him by your side would keep Endeavor in line but on the other, you should be able to handle being around your fiance’s father. After all once you get married he will be family.

You suck in a stabilizing breath and call down to the front desk to give Endeavor permission to come up. While you waited for him to arrive you run to the bedroom and quickly put on a more presentable outfit. You still wanted to call Shoto, to have his supporting hand at the small of your back as you talk to the flame hero.

Three stern knocks signaled that Endeavor had arrived. You turn the knob and ignore the dread filling your stomach, you could do this. Endeavor knew better than to hurt you, he probably just wanted to talk about your engagement.

You stood frozen in the doorway and stare at the flame hero. He did not have any of his usual fire blazing, letting you see his natural hair better. Without his flames or hero uniform, he was a lot less intimidating.

You plaster on your best smile, “Please, come in.”

He steps into your shared apartment and takes off his shoes. You smile, this was definitely a good start. You both silently make your way to the dining room and sit. You were unsure what you need to do so you sit silently and wait.

Endeavor cleared his throat, “This is a very nice place the two of you share. Shoto chose well.”

You give a cautious smile, “I do really love this apartment. I have never lived somewhere with a view as nice as this one and it is easy for both of us to get to work from here.”

Endeavor nodded, “I won’t waste any more of your time, pretending to be here for a visit. I am sure you have seen the news lately. Shoto has fallen over two spots in rank compared to last year. After evaluating his skills and performance in the field, my agency has determined that his fall in rank is due to the amount of time he is taking off.”

You stiffen in your seat, scared of where this is going to go.

“I allowed this relationship to continue as it was not worth getting Shoto upset with my interference, but this is going too far. You are ruining his chances at becoming the number one hero.”

Your mouth dropped open in shock, “Excuse me!”

Endeavor reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small booklet. He opens it to reveal a single check. He pushes it over to you, the box for the amount was blank.

“You fill out how much you want to leave this relationship.”

“You can’t be serious, what kind of person do you think I am?”

Endeavor’s face held no emotion, “How much?”

Your face twists in anger, “Fuck you! I’m not leaving Shoto, not for any amount of money. You can take this check and shove it-”

“If you do not leave I will be forced to take action.”

A rush of fear runs through you, “What do you mean?”

Endeavor sighed, “I let Shoto leave my agency with the understanding that he would still work to climb his way to the top. He is no longer doing this. If he continues like this I will have to call up the agency he is working at and have him removed from their staff.”

“Removed, you mean fired. You will have him fired because he is going to marry me?” Your throat began to grow tight as the world started to close in around you.

“I am going to have him removed because he can’t do his job properly and be with you.”

You begin to shake, “And how is that going to help him become the number one hero?”

“Simple, he will have to come work for me again. Under my influence, he will take over the number one spot in no time.”

“You know he hates working for you. He loves the agency he is working at, you would rip that way from him?”

Endeavor’s flames started to sprout, “I have seen too many heroes with potential never amount to anything because of relationships like yours. I will be damned if the same happens to Shoto.”

“So I will talk to Shoto about not taking as much time off.” You try to reason.

Endeavor shakes his head, “It is far too late for that. It is not just me who is taking notice to his slacking. If he continues to behave the way he is, I won’t even need to make the call to have him removed. If you want him to not have to work for me you will leave him or all of this will be your fault.”

Endeavor stands to his full height, “After today if I see you anywhere with him he will come to work for me whether he wants to or not.”

He leaves you to sit alone in the apartment. You sit still in your chair, unsure what to think. How could a morning that started so perfect end up like this? You somehow managed not to cry, too focused on figuring out what to do.

You know Shoto loved you, he made sure to tell you almost every day, but could he love you if it meant he had to do something he hated? He loved working at the agency with Inasa and others. The time he spent working under his dad was some of the most miserable of his life.

The entire reason the two of you even met was that he went out with his friends to celebrate finally leaving his father’s agency. How could you ask him to stay with you if it meant returning to misery?

With no one to turn to you flip on the tv, needed background noise as you try to find a solution. You could not ask Mina or Kirishima for help, they would spill to Shoto the minute you told them. If he even caught a hint at what was going on he would go berserk.

You had only ever seen him mad once when a fan tried to throw something at you. His entire demeanor changed from quiet and calm into a simmering rage. He would have easily laid out the fan but you somehow managed to calm him enough to convince him to go home. He had spent hours fucking you to get out his rage. By the time he was back to normal your entire body was covered in hickeys and bruises.

You shake your head to clear your mind of, this was not time to think about sex. You look around the apartment you share with Shoto and feel tears begin to well in your eyes. You didn’t want to leave him. Being with him these past few months had been the happiest of your life. You had never loved someone like you loved him.

Could you live with yourself if you had to watch the beautiful light in his eyes fade if he worked for Endeavor? In the dark of night, Shoto would confide in you about his childhood. How his father only saw him as a tool to overcome All Might. If you stayed with him he would have to be around that mindset every day.

Shoto deserved happiness, even if it was not with you. He was young and handsome, he could easily find someone else. You know it will be hard on him but you could not live with yourself if you had to watch him grow to be miserable.

You lift your chin up, you had to break up with Shoto, it was the only option.

You turn to the bedroom and grab a duffel bag you used moving in. You had to move your stuff out before he got home. You know if he had time he would be able to convince you to stay.

You haphazardly pack away your clothes, not bothering to fold the piles as you shove them into the bag. You would only be able to pack a bag without a car to move.

The small click of a lock stopped you dead in your tracts. No, he wasn’t supposed to be home for at least another hour. The bag drops out of your fingers and you run to the living room. He was standing in the kitchen with the fridge open. He did always get hungry after patrol.

He turned his head at the sound of your footsteps and smiled. Your heart finally broke in half, you were never going to have this again. Deep sobs tore up your throat and before you could stop them fat tears began to fall.

Shoto’s face filled with panic and he rushed over to you, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and pulling you into his chest.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, his voice filled with panic.

This only makes you cry harder, you didn’t want to do this. The weight of your loss grew stronger as his hold tightened.

“W-we have to break up,” You incoherently sob into his chest.

“Baby, I don’t understand what you are saying, can you look at me?” He gently bruised his hand up your forehead pushing your head back so he could look into your eyes.

Your lower lip trembles but you somehow manage to speak, “I am calling off the engagement, I can’t do this anymore.”

You watch as his face drops, his eyes wide with confusion, “Baby, what are you talking about? What is wrong, did something happen when I was gone?”

You shake your head, “I can’t do this anymore.” Lie. “Being with you is exhausting.” Lie. “I thought you were the one but I was wrong.” Lies, lies, lies. You hate every word that comes from your lips but this had to hurt. You had to make him hate you, it was the only way.

He drops the arms that once held you close to him, “I don’t, I don’t understand? We were fine this morning, what happened?” His blue eyes were glossy with unfallen tears.

You wrapped your arms tight around your waist for mock comfort. “I-I have been thinking about this since you proposed, I can’t handle dating a hero it is too much stress. I am m-miserable.”

Watching Shoto struggle to speak as he processed what you said hurt more than just ripping your own heart out.

“Why didn’t you say something sooner? Why did you let this go on for so long if you felt that way?”

You shake your head, “I thought I would get used to it, but it has only gotten worse.”

“But this morning and every day before that you never said anything. You seemed happy.” He turned his back to you and walked towards the kitchen.

“Why now? What changed?”

You needed to end this before he asked any more questions, you let thick walls close around your heart and go for the kill, “Because I don’t love you anymore.”

His entire face crumbles as if you had stabbed him. Unable to look at him any longer you grab your duffel from the bedroom. You take one last look at the bedroom, the bed still a mess after this morning.

The weight of your loss was so suffocating you couldn’t even breathe as you walk past Shoto. He stood still in the living room unmoving in shock. He blinked strongly a few times like he was trying to wake up from a terrible nightmare.

You reach the front door “I am going to stay at Mina’s if you need anything. I’m so sorry Shoto.”

This was for the best, he could receiver from losing you. You were only in his life for a few months but his dream of being a hero had been lifelong. This breakup will only be a road bump in his journey to success. You knew he will reach the top, it just won’t be with you.

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oioinanami · 3 years

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routines. (ushijima wakatoshi x f. reader)

word count: 1.9k

synopsis: ushijima had never considered himself to be a „relationship person“ - until he met you.

contains: fluff, acquaintances to lovers, very slight sexual suggestiveness if you squint

Ushijima Wakatoshi had always considered himself a stoic and reserved man. He lived and breathed for volleyball. He went running every morning, ate three meals a day, showered twice. He had his routines and he liked it like that.

But then came you - and everything suddenly changed. It was his best friend Tendou - charming, loud and fun Tendou - who introduced you to one another, probably not even thinking about Ushijima ever falling for you, or anyone really, it just seemed too ridiculous, too far fetched. Of course Ushijima had his fair share of sexual encounters, but never anything serious, and all of those were mostly just for him to blow off some steam. He had never felt the need for a real and stable relationship before. But you - you felt different to him; like a breath of fresh air on a stuffy day, like rays of sunlight gently warming his cold face, like a soft and sweet scented breeze on the first day of early spring.

The first time he ever had the pleasure of meeting you and seeing you smile up at him, eyes bright and honest, he was absolutely helpless against the blush spreading over his cheeks and entire face until even the tips of his ears had turned red. As soon as his best friend Tendou saw the crimson color on his captain’s face, he suddenly sported the biggest smirk Ushijima had ever seen. The stoic volleyball player immediately knew that he was in trouble, in big big trouble. But it was too late - Tendou’s brain was already beginning to come up with a plan to set you two up.

So to Ushijima, it wasn’t the biggest surprise when Tendou began to invite you to all their volleyball matches, and being the sweet and supportive friend that you simply were, you actually tried to attend as often as possible. You cheered for the entire team, even though you were mostly acquainted with Tendou, knowing the others' faces and names, but none of them personally. Ushijima always tried his best during any game, no matter who was watching or not, but Tendou still noticed the way his best friend and team captain was trying maybe just a tad harder whenever you were present during a match. Should the team win while you were there, which was more often than not these days, Tendou literally dragged you with him to join the team for their celebratory dinners afterwards. Somehow you always ended up sitting beside Ushijima, slowly getting used to his stoic and calm presence, and beginning to try and make him smile by cracking an almost ridiculous amount of jokes around him. More often than not, your sarcasm went straight over his head, and once he even inquired if you were going to therapy after you jokingly said you were ready to kill for another of the extremely tasty Onigiri being served that evening. You only realized he himself was joking when you saw the tiny, private smile tugging at his lips. Maybe that was the moment you began falling for him, and you never stopped tumbling since.

After a few weeks of helpless pining, or as he called it “making sure his feelings were sincere”, Ushijima finally decided to ask you on a date. He just didn’t know how; he knew other people considered him blunt to the point of rudeness, and he never wanted you to see him in that way, he didn’t want to scare you off - even though you had never seemed to mind his directness before. Asking Tendou for help was definitely out of the question, because Ushijima knew his best friend literally didn’t know how to keep his mouth shut in times of need, so he’d probably just instantly tell you everything and Ushijima couldn’t have that.

But as fate would have it, he didn’t even need Tendou’s help - because a situation presented itself, so perfect, at least in his eyes, that Ushijima still smiled about it years afterwards. It was the last and therefore most important match of the season, and Shiratorizawa had not only won the first set, but was also currently in the lead for the second one. Only one point and they’d go to the nationals again. Naturally, you were pretty much at the edge of your seat, one closest to the field, all thanks to Tendou shooing away some younger girls before the match had begun and, unknown to you, making sure Ushijima had the perfect view of you cheering him on. You were currently biting your lips until you tasted blood, knees bouncing nervously while your eyes followed the boys on the field, more often than not landing on Ushijima. By now, you probably should have gotten used to him looking way too handsome in the team’s uniform, but even after months of seeing him wear it, your heart still skipped a beat whenever you attended any game. “Please, please, please, come on, boys, you can do it.”, you were muttering under your breath, the girl beside you giving you the side-eye but you just ignored her, heart beating twice as fast while you watched the game. Both teams were fighting for dominance, no one wanting to back down, the atmosphere thick with anticipation and nervousness. And then, it happened - Tendou’s quick eyes followed the ball, asserting which angle to use to best set it for Ushijima, who was already running towards the net for one of his incredible spikes. Rarely if ever could someone withstand the sheer power of his left hand, so no one was completely surprised when, a second later, the ball hit the ground with a loud smacking noise, resounding around the gym. Time seemed to stand still for a few seconds, before happy yells rose all around you and loud music suddenly started blasting from somewhere behind you. You were out of your seat in a split second, running towards where the team was hugging and high fiving each other on the field. “Ushi, that was amazing-”, you stated proudly, almost breathless with happiness, but were unable to complete your sentence because suddenly, there was a pair of strong arms around you, literally sweeping you off your feet and twirling you around once. You yelped, heart fluttering like crazy while you stared up at Ushijima, who had just set you back down on your feet again, the corners of his lips curling upwards into the tiniest of smiles. “Thank you, Y/N. I really appreciate your support.”, he said, deep voice rumbling in his chest, and you swore your knees were about to give out right there and then. You knew he wasn’t just being polite - he was being honest, his words always truthful, and it made your heart swell to know he liked you coming to his games. You had long learned to love his directness. Other people called him blunt, you called him honest, which was something not a lot of people could say about themselves, not in the modern times of Snapchat filters and Snow Apps. Ushijima cocked his head to one side, looking at you for a few seconds, his greenish-brown eyes almost unreadable, before he took in a deep breath. “I would really like to take you out on a date, if that’s something you’d want too.”, he then stated, and you just blinked a few times, before your face split into a huge smile, which made Ushijima’s heart burst and a deep blush creep onto his cheeks. It was the smile that had made him fall for you in the first place, the one he would never ever get used to - even years from now, when he was nothing more than stardust left behind, every single atom that once belonged to his body would still remember your smile, forever branded into the inner core of his soul, he was sure of it. And then you finally answered him, making his heart soar and his chest puff out: “I would love nothing more.”

For your first day date, Ushijima took you to a farm to pick the first strawberries of the season, shyly asking you to call him “Wakatoshi” by the end of the day and blushing madly once you did. You couldn’t help but stand on your tiptoes to press the softest of kisses against his cheek, feeling his slight stubble and hot skin under your lips, suddenly finding yourself blushing as well. When he took your hand, interlacing his strong calloused fingers with your smaller, softer ones, you knew your heart was long lost, forever his. But the soft, pleased smile he gave you, made you hope that maybe you weren’t the only one feeling like that.

That was just the first date of many, many more to come. Soon, everyone was already used to always seeing you two together; the stoic tall volleyball player and his much louder, much smaller girlfriend, an odd pair that somehow still just fit, like two puzzle pieces finally put back together again.

Ushijima quickly grew used to your constant presence in his life, and now, it almost feels like you’re part of him. He loves all your little quirks and antics - that you cling to him every morning, jokingly trying to keep him from going on his daily run and leaving you alone in bed; or how you confidently sing along to every song, drawing soft smiles from his lips whenever you mess up the lyrics and laugh at yourself; or that you like to speak to your plants, your green children as you like to call them, convinced it will make them grow quicker and stronger; or the way your eyes light up whenever he enters the room, reaching for him with one hand and making his heart swell twice its size; or your breathy moans and the quiet yells of his name whenever he touches your soft, flushed body in the darkness of your shared bedroom - honestly, there’s just so much to love about you, he sometimes gets a bit overwhelmed by his own feelings.

Ushijima Wakatoshi still considers himself a stoic and reserved man. But you have managed to melt some of his hardness away, your softness settling over all his angles and edges like sunlight reflecting on a still and deep lake. Yes, he still lives and breathes for volleyball - but now also for you, always and forever you. Yes, he still goes running every morning, still eats three meals a day, still showers twice. But now he runs much later in the day, spending the early hours of the morning with you in his arms, soft and warm body pressed flushed against his hard one, nose buried in your sweet smelling hair. His three meals a day are often prepared together nowadays, you singing loudly along to a song playing on the radio while chopping vegetables, smilingly observing him marinating and grilling the meat, sometimes standing on your tiptoes to press a gentle kiss on his cheek like you did on you first date, oh so many years ago. Even his showers are less lonely - all in the name of saving water and the planet of course, or that’s what you always say whenever you join him, happily spiking up his hair with shampoo while he just looks at you, the corners of his lips curling into one of those private smiles he reserves just for you, making you blush at the way his eyes shine with love and adoration for you, even after years of being together.

Yes, Ushijima Wakatoshi still has his routines, but now he always makes sure to incorporate you into them - and he very much likes it like that.

a/n: this is my first ever haikyuu imagine and also the first scenario on this blog - feedback and reblogs are appreciated, requests are open.

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corruptedconfessions · 3 years

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Could you write some yandere naga uraraka sfw and nsfw headcanons please . Thank you so much !

If you dont feel comfortable writing for female characters please just ignore this uwu

Love me some Uraraka <3 Honestly Id love more female character requests! Also I wrote this with more of a fem reader in mind, but it is still entirely gender neutral, even the nsfw bits! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

SFW:

-Uraraka is very very protective of her darling. The second anything gets close to you, anything even looks at you in a way she doesn't like she's striking out in an instant, killing whatever she deemed as a threat.

-Incredibly strong, you will often have to whimper up at her to loosen her grip, or wake her up when you're sleeping together because her coils have tightened too tight around you. She doesn't realize her own strength, nor does she realize how fragile you are compared to her.

-I think she would be one of the better nagas to be stuck with. Despite the having to remind her not to crush you thing, she's incredibly sweet and tender towards you.

-She spoils you silly, bringing you tasty fruits, expensive furs and blankets from nearby villages. She'll even raid taverns and restaurants to get you and her lots tasty food if there are ones close to her nest

-Which there probably are, she has always preferred the presence of humans over other nagas or other supernatural creatures. She's fascinated by them, loving their silly little Knick Knacks, or the way they act, sing, dance, eat, everything about it is just so enthralling to her, she just can't stay away.

-Its really no surprise when she snatches up a cute little human to be her mate. She's shown absolutely zero interest in any other naga that has attempted to court her, and with her almost unhealthy obsession with them...well it was only a matter of time.

-Despite usually being very calm and patient (outside of protecting you) you were very much an impulse decision. She saw you and she was star struck, true love at first sight for her. She saw you and she just knew...you were hers, she needed you. She was striking out of the grass and trees before she even realized she had moved. Normally she tried to stay out of sight of humans, watch from a distance or unseen, the second her hands touched your arms to grab you she knew she could never let you go. Jolts ran through her like she had been shocked, her breath pulled out of her, eyes wide and amazed as she looked at nothing but you you you. She hoped she would get to see more than your scared face very very soon.

-You're just so.../warm/. Are all humans this warm?? She never wants to let you go, hugging you feels like that warm feeling in her tummy she gets when shes spread out on her favorite rock, bathing in the warmth of the sun.

-L o t s of body exploration, especially at first. She'll want to touch you /everywhere/ her hands will run across your body like she cant decide where she wants to touch first. She'll tug at your clothes, spread her hands against your tummy, marvel at the feeling of your heart beat fluttering against your skin, she's especially fascinated by your legs and toes...and your sex of course.

-Expect lots of lazy days cuddling and eating sweets and bread stolen from nearby villages. You'll have to grow accustom to being tangled in her tail and arms, she always wants to be close to you. Often times getting frustrated that she can't be closer even when you're pressed flush against each other...

-You'll be spoiled and doted on. You want to go on a walk? Lets go! Hot springs? Perfect! You wanna climb trees together? Race ya! You wont be trapped to a smelly old cave thats for sure

-Her only rule is no humans, you're not allowed to go home, to visit, to speak to anyone no matter how much you promise to come back or how she can come with and watch from the shadows.

-And if you decide to go behind her back and do it anyway? Wiggle out of her grip at night or slip out while she's left you to go hunting? Well, you'll have a harsh reminder of exactly who owns you.

-Sure, she's been sweet and kind to you this far, but you've forgotten she's a naga, cold, ruthless, killers. And she'll make sure to teach you a lesson you wont soon forget.

-You're painfully reminded of how strong she is, of how cold and ruthless as you watch her tear entire adult humans to shreds in a matter of seconds. Its almost sadistic the way she rips and tears at them, fangs bared and eyes glowing against the blood fest.

-You'll be ever so carefully scooped up by still bloody claws, squished against her chest and taken home no matter how much you shake or cry. Once your home your begs for her to wash off the blood go ignored as she curls up in her nest, in your shared nest, wrapping you extra tight in her tail as she settles down and leaves you to try and sleep, the heavy smell of old copper in your nose, and the flashes of screams and pictures of dead bodies staring sightlessly back at you every time you close your eyes.

NSFW:

-Body exploration very rarely will stay safe for work...she is very /very/ interested in what you have going on between your legs, and she is going to inspect it /thoroughly/

-At first its completely accidental, snakes often smell and explore using their tongue, but after seeing such a cute reaction she has to do it more. Sure she'll rub and massage you with her fingers, exploring every inch of you, but she isn't quite as nimble with her hands as humans, and you have some concerns about having her claws that you've seen go straight through someone's skull scraping at your sensitive bits.

-Watching you squirm as she drags her tongue along you, face flushing and scent sweetening with the hint of arousal gets her interest. Clawed hands will wrap around your waist, holding you down as she lavishes you with attention, licking and sucking at you until your toes are curling and you're whining through your first orgasm

-She...she likes that. She likes it a lot. You're barely given time to recover before she's diving between your legs again, licking and slurping even more eagerly. She's smart, attentive, noticing the spots that made your hips instinctually twitch against her hands, the spots that make you make the prettiest noises. You couldn't wish for a better lover.

-At least...until she doesn't stop. She'll keep going and going and going, addicted to the taste of you, licking up every drop, stimulating you through orgasm after orgasm until you're shaking and crying, whimpering for her to stop. No more please, it /hurts/, you cant again.

-Unfortunately those whines and cries just make her even more eager. You're stuck there, laid back in the soft nest, hips tilted up and held in place by strong hands as her head stays buried between your thighs.

-Don't try closing your legs either, the feeling of your thighs clamping around her head just makes her even more happy and settled, Hell, even after she's decided shes finished milking every orgasm you have out of you she might stay settled between your legs, enjoying her earmuffs as she licks you clean before settling down, nose still pressed against your bare sex as she settles down for a nap.

-You can expect that to happen again very very soon. For once you might wish your yandere wasn't so doting. Hours of lavishing you with touches and orgasms, completely uncaring of her own pleasure will become routine for you.

-Besides, she isn't stupid~ She notices how much more cuddly and complaint you are when she fucks the energy out of you~ She likes her loose melty human who lets her move them any way she likes if she makes them tired enough.

#yandere #yandere uraraka #yandere uraraka x reader #reader insert #gn!reader

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kissme-hs · 3 years

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Chris and reader get into a fight and Chris just bends her over and pushes her face onto the counter or the bed wherever you’d like and he says hella nasty shit to her....it sounded better in my mind I’m nervous🥺

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Pairing: Fem! Reader x Chris evans

Warnings: 18+ smut,Unprotected sex, mentions of daddy kink, degradation, filthy talk.

“I’m telling you for the last time you are not going to that goddamn party” Chris shouts from behind following you in the bathroom where you stood in front of the big mirror. You rolled your eyes making eye contact with his blue orbs and washed your face, letting the cold water hit your face, calming your angry nerves down.

Going back and forth over the argument ignited because of a simple question you asked him, even though there was no need for you to get his permission in doing whatever you desired, you still did as a gesture of mutual respect.

“Can I go to Andrew’s party?”

And who would’ve thought that a simple question would lit up his jealousy like a Christmas tree. Chris had no problem with you hanging out with guys, the trust he had in you was far more than enough for him to go to bed with no fear of you cheating, but it’s the man he doesn’t trust. Andrew literally undresses you to bare nothing with his eyes, and you were well aware of that fact, but its your friends for whom you wanted to go.

“you know, you should really learn how to control your jealousy” you said looking back in the mirror staring in his eyes through the reflection where he stood at the door. His eyebrow lifted up in pure frustration and toned muscular arms crossed across his chest. The way his arms flexed, you swore he could’ve ripped the blue t-shirt in pieces and not to your surprise it turned you on.

Seeing him jealous and all flustered up gave you the heartbeat down there.

“One more time-“

“Oh also Chris, you’re not my dad” You added the little comment cutting him off. And the next thing you knew was him gripping your neck with his big hand. His hips pressed against yours as your held on the white marble counter of your bathroom. Lips ghosting over your ear, his hot breath hitting your earlobe making you shiver.

“watch that little mouth of yours doll” Chris said through gritted teeth, tilting your head to allow him more access to your now exposed skin of neck. The strap of your tank top slipping down your shoulder. His lips came in contact with the supple skin, suckling and nipping behind your ear and every part of your bare neck he could. He sucked on the skin roughly and kissed so wetly making your legs tumble.

“I’ve not even touched you yet baby girl.” He chuckled deeply as you cling onto his arms to balance your crumbling self. His scruffy, wet lips dragged all the way chin to the base of your throat as you gasped with the pleasure.

“D-don’t leave hickeys, I’ve to go to the party” you whimper biting your lips as you kept you eyes closed. With the words leaving your mouth, his now loosened grip on your throat tightening up as he brings your ear once again close to his lips, biting the lobe before whispering deeply in it. Making your soul shiver.

“Bold of you to assume you’ll be able to walk because baby, I’m gonna fuck you so hard that the only name you’re gonna remember is of daddy’s. Do I make myself clear?”

And you never nodded your head so fast like you did this time. His deep raspy voice pooling your panties with wetness, you were sure he could easily slide in because of how soaked he got you.

Before you could blink your eyes and catch your breath that you missed because of his tongue on the soft skin of your neck, you were placed on the cold marble shelf. Hissing with the chill contact of countertop with your warm bum which was now bare too with the friction of his hips against yours—slipping the panties aside.

“It’s time for me to show you who’s incharge princess.” And which that he pushed your legs aside with putting your feet on the counter so that the only thing exposed open, was your clothed sex which Chris immediately pushed aside, mentally thanking you for wearing the most delicate pair of undies. The bathroom scented with the aroma of your now, wide spread open pussy.

His mouth watering with the sight. Your chest rising ever so quickly as he got close to your throbbing pussy, nudging his nose in and taking a long breath in, savouring the scent of your sex. And his hand reaching up to grab your tit from under the tank top, eventually pushing the cotton material further up to scrunch over your chest.

He physically felt his cock getting hardest as it could be. And his hunger growing to get a taste of that pussy.

“Chris please.”

“What’s the princess?”

“Fuck just eat me out already” you groaned in annoyance as the lust bubbled up inside your belly with rising impatience. Your pulsing clit craved his tongue, and for it to flick it until you come undone.

“Behave dirty girl” he slapped the wet skin making you jump and grow impatient even more. Grabbing your tit with one hand you gave him those eyes that made his knees go week but not this time. He chuckled shaking his head before slapping your pussy one more time.

“What’s the word princess?”

“Please daddy”

Those words made his dick twitch and his muscular tongue was now on your pussy. He licked and flicked and suckled and nibbled savouring every taste of the sex. His tongue wide spreading, collecting all the juices and he sucked on your clit like a leech not letting go on the bundle of never.

Your hand gripping on his hair as a natural reflex but he was quick enough to grip them and hold them down tightly against your belly, pressuring it down, well aware how it brings you easily to the edge. His other hand, yes other hand. One hand is big enough to grip your both hands in place as the finger of his other hand slides in your opening with ease, just like you thought.

Lips and tongue never leaving your clit as he pumped in his finger eventually adding one more to the party. The sound his mouth made was filthy, but he couldn’t care less, slurping every drop your pussy dripped.

“So fucking tasty, and all mine. You understand doll. All fucking mine.” He groaned with confidence of knowing how every inches of your body was to be marked by his name.

“Shit I’m close daddy” you cried throwing your head back against the mirror, whining out loud soon after with the lost of contact of his warm tongue against your pussy. The building up orgasm dangled on the edge with frustration of needing to release.

“I don’t think you deserve to cum yet doll.”

“But-“

“Shhh-“ he hushed you pulling you to him and swiftly flipping over. You were bent down on the counter within a single breath, the coldness, now hitting your perched nipples as he pushed your head down against the shelf. He was rough, yet he made sure you were comfortable with what he was doing.

His hard cock, which he took out when he was flipping you over (man of speed, ik) now pressed against the cheeks of your butt and your hands held together by his other hand. Removing his palm from your cheek head, he pumped his hard shaft rubbing it against your cleanched pussy.

The glistening and soft skin was making it harder for him to control himself and not fuck you right away. But you deserved some teasing, he wanted to make sure you realise who’s got the tie in hand.

“Feel that baby, see how hard you make me.”

“Y-yes” you said ever so quietly with your eyes rolled back in your head feeling the warm rub of his tip against your lips.

The harsh contact of his palm against the cheek of your butt opened your eyes wide, and the jiggle of the cheeks aroused him more than ever.

“Yes what princess?”

“Yes daddy”

“Tell me what you want”

“You”

“Tell me what you want”

You hissed again with the another spank coming in contact with the plump skin of your arse. This all wasn’t pain, but pleasure. You loved when Chris took control, not that it was rare but you enjoyed it more.

“Your Cock daddy. I want you to fuck me with that cock” you said rather loudly with gritted teeth getting sexually frustrated and you felt his hand gripping your hair pulling your head up until you were facing the mirror. His eyes roared darkly at you and you could see the dripping lust with jealousy.

“I want you to see me, while I’m fucking you. Want you to fucking see who you belong to”

And with that you heard the groan of satisfaction as he slammed his dick in your tight pussy without giving you time to adjust to his thick shaft. The fatness of his cock filled you up with utter deliciousness as he rammed it inside you, thrusting the hardest he could again making sure he wasn’t hurting.

Your buttcheeks bounced with every hit as you stared as his face. He was looking down at the connect sexes hitting his lip, more like admiring the jiggle of your cheeks with beautiful hand prints decorating the skin. He’s an ass men after all.

“Fuck me harder daddy. I’m all yours. This is all yours” you praised him giving his a boost once he started to slow down probably getting tired of hitting his hard, his body pacing up with the same energy as he held your throat leaning over your back to push your face to him so that he could connect his lips to your. The first kiss of the night and man he could feel his cum at the tip.

The sweet salty taste of your juices lingered on his tongue as your played with his it. He pulled onto your lower lip mercilessly before pulling away, hand still holding onto your neck. His body jerking into yours making the filthiest noise of skins slapping together. His chest now sweaty and you felt the sweat dropping on your back but you couldn’t care less. Your own body was covered with the salty water as you moaned out loudly feeling yourself coming on the edge for the second time this time.

His cock twiched once more inside your walls as you clenched them tight to squeeze his dick bringing him closer to his own orgasm.

“You think you can give that cum you’ve been holding now baby huh? Think you can show me how filthy you are. Hmm?” He asked resting his head on your shoulder as he placed multiple kisses on your neck.

Neck kisses along with his harsh thrust was more than enough for you to cry out in pleasure as you suirted all over his cock, which he immidiately pulled out to let his cum shoot all over your round ass. The grey fuzzy carpet now drenched in pure nasty of your orgasms.

You let your body rest on the counter letting your hand devour the cold feeling against the hotness of your skin.

“Think you’re still gonna go?” Chris laughed as he wet a hand towel to wipe you clean.

“Hm yes” you smirked and then shrieked when he threw the towel on the ground with you over his shoulder and carried to bed.

“Looks like daddy needs to teach you one more lesson baby doll.”

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hpalways · 3 years

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Knight’s Flames || Diluc

RED flames flickered from the fireplace, warming up the cozy room with its homely, fresh-cut, wooden smell. The space encompassed of a dark, leather sofa, and curtains drawn in to cover the night skies of Mondstadt. Your eyes dazed and stuck on the flames, the being waved in the air as a ferocious monster waiting to swallow you whole. Shivering under the cover of your wool blanket, you couldn't get the idea of your near death out of your head.

Yes, while you were traveling around the icy mountains of Dragonspine, you made a terrible decision of swimming across a bank. Nearly drowning from losing stamina, you were most fortunate when Diluc stumbled upon you. Saving you with a quick dive, he brought you home safe and sound. At first, he was dangerously angry at you, his crimson eyes gleaming darkly and ready to pierce you. But he calmed down soon afterwards and was in the kitchen right now, to make a cup of cocoa for you.

It took him another minute or so, but footsteps soon sounded against the wooden floor. The tall man entered your vision, never failing once to take your breath away. Setting a cup down on the coffee table in front of you, a scarlet, wet lock of hair draped past his shoulder, escaping the ponytail he tied for himself. Changed out of his usual clothes, he wore a baggy, white shirt and dark trousers that you fetched from your father's closet. Being the stubborn ass that he was, it took a moment for you to persuade him to so -- you did not want him to catch a cold by any means.

He sat down beside you, his weight shifting the balance of the couch. He held his own cup of cocoa on one hand, while his free hand placed on your shoulder. It pulled you towards him, until you were pressed against his warm body. "D-Diluc?" you breathed out, surprised and flustered. Heart pounding against your chest, you couldn't believe what he was doing.

He wouldn't respond; instead, he took a sip of his drink, staring directly into the fireplace. Was he... worried about you? He wouldn't admit it verbally, but perhaps he wanted to stay close to you because of what he had seen.

"What are you thinking of right now?" you inquired softly, relaxing your limbs. Deciding to say fuck it, you snuggled into him and cherished the heat he provided. You were still terrified out of your wits from the day's events, but with Diluc here... he was your rock to hold onto, stabling you until you could stand on your own. He truly was like the flames. He was very distant, something you could not actually touch, yet all the same, he was the only source keeping you alive. He was beautiful... and deep down inside, you knew he was caring nonetheless. Him being the Darknight Hero was proof enough.

"Hot chocolate," he told you. You blinked for a few seconds, expression blank. "You should drink it. It'll help distract you."

Curling your fingers around the mug's handle, you returned to your position beside Diluc. "There. Happy?" you said. Coating your tongue with warm, sweet substance, you swallowed it down. It was very tasty. "If I wanted to be distracted, wouldn't I turn to alcohol though?"

His brows twisted and he looked almost offended. "Are you serious right now?"

You chuckled and leaned your head against his shoulder. "I nearly forgot you hated alcohol."

"It's as though you don't even try to remember," he huffed out. His tone was light and also teasing, but it soon turned a 180. "Your carelessness is always getting in the way of everything. Like today, for instance."

"And here I thought we were trying to distract ourselves," you muttered, letting out a long sigh.

"You still need to be more careful," he argued. In the corner of your eye, you noticed the way his grip tightened around the cup. You lifted your head and turned to look at him. His was also on yours, reflecting the light of the flames, shadows lining his face from how dark the room was. You took in his damp bangs to his lips -- hair that was wet because of you and lips that were pressed upon yours to get the excess water out of your system.

You swiftly averted your eyes elsewhere, ignoring the flutters that erupted from your stomach. "But I am safe, aren't I? Thanks to you."

"Yes. Indeed, you are safe. That's all that matters, I suppose," he murmured. He drank the rest of his hot chocolate and returned the empty cup to the table. Now wrapping both arms around you, he tightened his hold and nestled his face into your wet, [h/c] hair. You widened your eyes in surprise, with your heart ready to explode. He was so, so shameless.

"Remember when we first met?" you said, grinning. Pretending that this position was as normal as it could be, you decided to just go with it. He would be back to his usual self by tomorrow anyway -- it was probably the nerves and distraught that was causing him to be so touchy-feely. "I saw you at the tavern and because you were drinking so much grape juice, I mistaken you to be drinking alcohol. It confused me why you weren't blacked out drunk yet."

He scoffed, clicking his tongue. "And yet you couldn't remember I didn't like alcohol just a moment ago. Also, you're the one who's drinking yourself away. Very irresponsibly too, if I dare say."

"Aw, shut it already," you whined, scowling.

"Do you happen to have a chess piece board?"

"Yes, I do," you answered.

"Would you like to play a round with me then?" he asked, finally unwrapping his arms around yourself. Much to your surprise, rather than feeling relieved to leave his arms, you wished to have him hug you again. He made you feel safe, as if no harm could ever go towards your way again.

"Sure. But be warned, I've played with my father a good amount and he's a master at it," you told him, curling the corners of your lips up. He cocked a brow upward, prepared to take your declaration of war on. Pulling yourself up from the couch, you arrived at a bookshelf and rifled through the stacks of miscellaneous items. Once achieving the box containing the game, you brushed the specks of dust off and hurried back to the male, who sat himself down on the floor. You lowered yourself as well, putting the game in the middle.

Since you wished to be white, he was black. Lining the pieces at their assigned spots, the game soon began -- one filled of mostly silence and a lot of deep concentration. Every move counted, your palms growing sweaty to think up of a strategy to take his players out. The hour went by, the side of the board beginning to fill its space up with lost soldiers, coming from each team. The battle ensued and the your brain was getting fried up for thinking so technically, but of course, all things had to come to an end.

Sending a knight forward, Diluc moved his arm to your queen. The plastic shell echoed loudly against the wood, ringing into your ears. "Checkmate!" he exclaimed, his features beaming excitedly. You had lost... but it was worth it, to see him like this. Not so often did Diluc allow anyone to see him this way. You wished to capture him -- to save the image inside your head forever and relay it over and over again. He noticed your expression and was quick to compose himself. "[Y/N]? Why are you smiling like a fool for?"

"I had a lot fun," you whispered.

He nodded, patting his hair down nervously. "I did too. You weren't lying there. You play a good, mean game of chess."

"You know the knight you used to checkmate my queen?" you pointed out. "That's you. The Darknight hero."

"Oh, don't even start," he groaned, rolling his eyes. You giggled, until eventually he couldn't help but be amused as well.

The two of you stared at each other with soft smiles and pounding hearts, aligning by the crackle of flames.

#genshin impact #genshin #diluc #diluc x reader #diluc x yn #genshin x y/n #genshin x reader #reader insert #x reader #oneshot #OneShots #fluff #angst #love #romance #zhongli #childe #mondstadt #kaeya

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enigma-im · 3 years

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Sixth day of Christmas...

Trope: Sex Pollen (NSFW) Relationship: Alien x Human Word Count: 4,639

Living in a science station on a barely explored planet may sound like the start of a horror story. For me, it's a dream come true. To study life on a dwarf planet with a single colleague is the total isolation I crave. It's a real perk that my coworker is such a sweetheart. I've spent countless trips trying to keep my cool around cocky narcissistic scientists whose only goal is to make some profound breakthrough. My coworker this time isn't even remotely like that.

Aziraphale is a Silphurs, a cold-blooded species that has nearly a reptilian look to them. With their horn-like spikes that protrude from the back of their head and long smooth tails, most people quickly label them as lizards. Though they lack scales, to my surprise. When Aziraphel first began working beside me I was fascinated by his smooth dark leathery skin. I promptly weirded him out the first week as I appraised him like a prized pig. It was a habit I slowly grew out of.

Together we work in isolation upon dwarf planet Xena, studying the flora and fauna of this little island in space.

Today we are looking at a new flower that's been popping up around the lakes. It's a small pink crocus looking flower, fit with a thick stem. The wildlife has been swarming these little buds and it's stirred up quite the mystery for Aziraphel and I. with the coming of 'spring' the flowers have sprouted very quickly.

"So you say the mammals have been eating them," I ask, looking at the potted plant.

"Birds too. Though the insects have kept their distance," Aziraphel explains.

I hum in thought," the first plant we found that insects aren't fond of."

Aziraphale plucks a petal off the flower, taking it over to his station. I continue to exam the bud, looking at the roots through the container. All week we have been watching this plant in the wild, utterly fascinated by its attractive properties.

"Could it be the nectar? It may be a tasty treat for the animals," Aziraphel asks offhandedly. I shrug, stepping over the bin holding the plant. Leaning over I give the flower a sniff, admiring its sweet scent.

"Smells like the honey candies my mother use to give me," I say.

"really? I thought it smelled rather musky," he says over his shoulder," I can smell it from here."

I take another whiff, doubling down on my honey candy choice.

"Olfactory senses are a bit different between you and me, it seems," I joke," yours being about a hundred times better than mine."

He scoffs, picking off pieces of the petal," it's a miracle your people survived this long with clearly insufficient senses."

I snort, walking over towards him," bold coming from someone who can't hear when the microwave goes off." he throws a glare my way, his smile ruining its seriousness. I snicker, walking around to begin looking at the cells of this attractive plant.

Staring down in the microscope I take not of the plant cell, watching the cell wall break from the solution I added. The proteins break apart, spilling out the cytoplasm. The organelles follow, breaking at they come in contact with the solution. As I watch, a bead of sweat rolls into my eyes. I wipe my forehead with the sleeve of my coat, groaning at the heat.

"Hey, I know you're cold-blooded and all but I'm dying over here," I call out. I hear him swivel out of his chair and walk over to the thermostat.

"it's only 70 in here, I thought you agreed that was the optimal temperature," he passes me a teasing smile. I swipe at my head again, reaching back and pulling my hair up. Fanning myself with my hand I look to him.

"Well, I'm sweating up a storm over here," I answer.

"don't think you're getting sick, do you?" he walks over. He presses his palm to my head, I relish in the cold. "You're burning up," he reaches down to my cheeks," you're all red." I can't help but turn in his palm, stealing his cold for my own. He doesn't let go, pressing his palms flush to my skin.

"Only this one time will I admit that being cold-blooded has benefits," I press his hand against my forehead.

"fine by me, I get to steal your warmth," he smiles," but I can't stand here all day, I'll get you a cold rag."

I watch him walk away, uncomfortably warm immediately. He grabs and wets a rag, looking strangely appealing as he does. His clothes hug is slim frame well, his pants framing his legs nicely. As he catches me staring I turn away embarrassed. He walks over and places the cold rag on my head. The instant relief nearly makes me groan.

"thank you," I hold the rag for him.

"No problem. Do you want to go back to you're room," he asks, pressing his palm to my cheek again.

"no, no," I shake my head," I'm just a little warm, I think I'll make it." he hums, not really agreeing.

"if you say so, but if you feel worse I'm forcing you to go to your room," he scolds. I roll my eyes, swatting his hand away.

"Ok, mom," I joke," I promise I'll stop working if I get worse."

We get back to work, standing on different ends of the room. I put up my hair and keep the rag on the back of my neck. Sweat soaks through my shirt after a bit, dampening my hair. It's hard to focus on work, losing my breath once in a while. My heart feels like it's racing and I'm prone to dizzy spells when I walk too far. I try to power through.

I sit at my desk, dropping my head to the back of my chair. I try to use the rag to cool my face but it has begun to warm up. Frustrated I toss the useless towel to the table. My heart bangs against my chest and I can't seem to catch my breath. I feel wrong, dizzy, and incomplete. A dull ache begins in my lower stomach, migrating further south till I feel like I'm throbbing. I don't understand this new need, an empty feeling that's starting to make me panic.

Aziraphale walks over to check on me, already concerned as he spots me.

"Are you alright, you do- whooaa," he recoils from my desk, covering his nose. I watch him fidget by the door, looking lost between running and staying put. It's kind of cute.

"What's wrong," I lull my head to the side. He startles, snapping his eyes to me.

"Uh, it just smells rather musky in here," he answers, selecting his words carefully," I think you're sick."

I try to sit up, groaning as I do," yea, I don't feel too well. I should probably go lay down."

"g-great idea," he fidgets," do you, uh, need some help?" I try to wave him off, leaning forward out of the chair. As I stand I sway. I catch myself on the desk the same time Aziraphel grabs at my hips. His cold hands burn through my clothes like a block of ice. It's sharp and intoxicating. I groan, dropping forward against his chest. His body is freezing against my scorching skin, I can't help but run my hands over his neck, cuddling my cheek against him. I feel him gulp.

"Terri," he squeaks," w-what are you doing?" I can't pay attention, too focused on touching every visible bit of him. He is all I can think about, all I need. A small part of me is dying of embarrassment but the comfort is all I can think about.

"Cold," I purr under his jaw. My hands reach up under his shirt, touching his flat stomach. My insides throb as I feel him up, wanting more from him than just his cold skin.

"Terri," he yelps," t-this is- I can't-" he whimpers at the end. His hands grab at my shoulders, not really pushing or pulling. I continue, lifting his shirt to his chest. Pressing my forehead to his sternum I begin pressing soft kisses to his pecs. His leathery skin is so divine, soothing me like nothing else. I crave more, demand more.

Aziraphale is flustered at all the attention, bumbling like a fool as he tries to figure out what to do. He finally tugs me away, taking a step back with a deep breath.

"Terri, what is going on with you," he pants," this isn't like you."

I actively try to fight back the urge to jump him, focusing on staying put. Looking at him becomes too hard that I have to turn away.

"I-I don't know," I say between breaths," I'm so hot and bothered that I can't think straight."

"are you, uh," he hesitates," aroused?"

I snap to attention," excuse me?"

"Sorry," he jumps," it's just you smell…so good." his voice drops at the end, a rumbling purr. The sound shocks straight to my clit, nearly bringing me to my knees. I whimper, fisting the fabric of my pants.

"D-don't do that," I whine," you'll kill me if you do that."

"Sorry," he rubs at his face," let's just get you to your room and you can take a cold bath."

I weakly nod.

He helps me to my room, keeping a distance until I sway. Every time his hands touch me I'm nearly undone, falling into his arms and fighting back the urge to kiss him. It's a long walk to my room.

We make it to my room where we stand around awkwardly. He stays by the door but he doesn't look like he wants to leave. His fingers fidget with his shirt, picking at the ends. I'm hyper-focused on every move he makes, my muscles thrumming with energy.

"Well, I'll leave you to it and try to find out what's wrong," he shifts back and forth on each leg," yes, g-goodbye"

Seeing his back sends a wave of panic over me, forcing me into action. I jump for him, snatching him by the shirt and tugging him towards me. In a haze, I grab his face and force his mouth against mine. It's forceful and harsh, his teeth nick at my bottom lip. At this moment…it's intoxicating.

I pull back, looking at his wide-eyed face. He looks at me, scared and excited. I huff.

"Don't go," I beg. He nods," will you help me?" he nods again.

I tug him into the room, him closing the door behind himself. We stare at one another, the calm before the storm. Quickly I jump on him, wrapping my arms and legs around his body. I pull him into another kiss, grabbing at the spikes on the back of his head. His hands hold the back of my thighs, eagerly trying to kiss me back. It's clear he has no experience with this, just following my lead the best he can. Either way, it's making my lower stomach ache.

He fumbles his way to the bedroom, bumping into the bed with a grunt. I'm dropped onto my back, him crawling on over me. I tear at his clothes, petting at every newly revealed inch. He tries to get my shirt off but he's just getting in the way. Frustrated, I push him off and onto his back. I straddle his hips, throwing his shirt off in a rushed frenzy. He sits back and lets me work.

I crave to lick every bit of his chest, nibbling and sucking the cold leathery skin. My hips grind against him, feeling a hard protrusion poking at me. There's so much I want, I need, to do to him. I kiss up his body before slanting my lips against his. My tongue peaks between his lips, startling him. He timidly presses his against mine, groaning as I twirl mine with his.

I don't notice one of his hands sneaking between us. Only when he slides his fingers into my pants do I whimper in his mouth. He palms at my crotch, getting his bearings before he slides between my lips. The curious prod to my engorged clit makes my back arch. His gentle poke is nearly enough to break me apart. He slides the pad of his finger over me, I tear myself off his lips and bury my head against his neck.

"P-please," I huff and puff. He pets me, paying attention to my little nub with laser focus. I writhe and wiggle, whimpering and whining near his ear. My body feels on fire, ready to burst with minimal attention. A few more swipes and I'm crying out his name. I'm grinding hard into his hand, forcing his touch till I get my fill.

As my bucking slows Aziraphel tries to take his hand back. I flatten my body against him, trapping him with a growl.

"Do you feel better," he whispers, his trapped hand petting at my stomach.

" a-a little," I trace my nose under his jaw," it's still too hot." he hums in thought.

Before I know it I'm twisted on my back, Aziraphel between my legs. His eyes are focused, calculating, as he reaches for my pants and tugs them down my legs. Tossing the clothing aside he lays on his stomach between my legs, staring at my soaked cunt. I flush at his attention, aroused and nervous at the same time.

"What a-are you doing," my stomach twitches as the urge to buck towards him is strong. He grabs my hips, holding me still as he studies me.

"I have an idea," he mumbles. I whimper as I take in the whole sight, Aziraphel laying between my legs without his shirt. He tears his eyes from my pussy to me, softening slightly at my debauched face. His thumb pets at my hips as he gives me a sweet smile. I whine again.

Aziraphale looks back to my cunt, lowering his head and taking a tentative lick up my seam. My back arches as a moan tears up my throat. He takes another more confident lick, touching at my entrance and clit. I feel dizzy. More certain he presses his lips to mine and laps at my cunt. I wriggle and buck in his hold, clenching my eyes shut against the pleasure. It's hot and lava-like. His tongue is warmer than his body but cold to me. It's erotic and holy to my needy cunt.

I peek down at him, watching him eat me out. His thumb still pets at my hips, adding a small bit of appeal alongside his mouth. His eyes are closed, pleased hum vibrating into his tongue. He seems to enjoy this as much as me, his tail lazily swinging back and forth down the bed. Watching him is enough to push me over the edge, reaching down and grinding his head against my crotch. He groans with me, nearly purring as I shout out my pleasure.

He stops as I fall back into the bed, releasing his head in favor of fisting my hair. I take a moment to catch my breath, watching the lovely sight of him crawling back over me. He pets at my thigh, rubbing soothing circles against my skin.

"You feeling better," he asks. I shrug, getting distracted by the throbbing tent in his pants. The thing moves with every breath, begging me to grab him with a single-minded focus. I reach for his belt, trying to tug him forward. He swipes my hand away.

"No, we aren't doing that," he scolds," I got to let myself have some morals here. I'm already taking advantage of you." I pout, ready to try to persuade him. He distracts me with a finger between my legs, prodding at my entrance before sinking in. I grunt, damn near purring as he adds another.

The day is spent in utter bliss. He takes good care of me, not leaving me wanting for too long. He keeps his pace till I'm passed out in the sheets, feeling cooler than I did earlier. It seems all it took was some beautiful orgasms to soothe this beast.

I wake up the next morning alone, feeling sore but sated. I don't know if the fact that I'm alone should be good or bad. Heading off to the bathroom I try to convince myself that's it's for the best. I don't even know how I'll face him today, remembering how I jumped him like some uncontrollable whore.

The morning in the lab is…tense. He tiptoes around me and I can't help but do the same. The conversation is kept so single sentence answers. We both try to stay out of the other's way, even making up excuses to be on the opposite side of the room.

I sit in my little cubicle with my desk, trying hard not to look out to the lab and watch Aziraphel. It's a losing battle. I watch him walk by the crocus flower, pausing for a moment. He leans over the bin and takes a tentative sniff. He chuffs, scratching at his nose.

"Terri," he calls out," I think I figured something out."

A bit too eager I hop out of my chair and head over to him. My body thrums slightly the closer I get. Before I can stop next to him he grabs me by the shoulders and guides me away from the bin. I allow him, confused all the while.

"We should put the flower in a contained area," he suggests, meeting my eyes for the first time today. My thoughts come back to now, caught off guard by his suggestion. d "What," I ask. He flusters a bit, looking over to the flower then back at me.

"Well, you see," he stumbles, petting at the back of his neck," I think.. Perhaps the…" his shoulders sag. "The flower kind of smells like how you did yesterday and I'm almost convinced it's what made you sick," he finally spits out. I gawk at him, thinking back on yesterday's events. That morning I took a whiff of the flower, not thinking much of it, and shortly after started getting symptoms. It's a fair guess, perhaps even the correct answer.

"I think you might be right," I huff in amusement," it explains why the animals have been eating it. Spring is mating season."

"I feel rather silly now having to lock away a plant," he laughs," a rather potent aphrodisiac to mammals and birds. Makes sense why it didn't work for me." I chuckle along with him, it dying off back into an uncomfortable silence. It's clear he's uncomfortable with what happened yesterday. Hell, I am too. But there is no reason we can't be adults about this.

As we awkwardly shuffle in place, I speak up," hey, about last night. I'm sorry I came onto you like that, I put you in an uncomfortable position."

"No, no," he waves his hands," don't need to apologize, you couldn't help it. I know that wasn't really you and I won't hold that against you."

"yea," I fiddle with my hands," we can just pretend it didn't happen, and go on like before." he nods, looking to the floor in thought. With the situation settled I'm left a bit lost for what to do.

"yea," he still nods," I don't think I can do that." I startle at his words, a cold feeling sinking into my gut.

"W-what," I stutter. He looks up from the floor, seeming rather serious.

"I want to pretend that what happened didn't happen, more for my sake than yours. I'd like to be able to look at you and not see your face twisted up in pleasure as you cum on my tongue. It would be easier if I didn't, but at the same time…I really want to see that face again, " he takes a step forward," Terri, I liked what happened yesterday. I liked doing that thing with our mouths, I liked touching you and holding you. I hated how it came to be and I hated how you didn't have a choice, but I loved doing those things to you. I would give anything to do it all again, with actual consent and want from you instead of that drugged up lust. I want you, Terri, I really want you."

His confession feels like being punched in the gut. It's not what I could ever expect from him. We've worked together for nearly a year now and not once did he hint at wanting to be more than friends. We have a good relationship working together and I'd dare say I enjoyed his company. Now…now everything is different. I can't look at him as a coworker or even a friend. Even now all I can see when I look at him is his face buried between my legs, eyes closed and humming in bliss.

"I don't know," he takes a step back," a lot happened yesterday and you may honestly want to pretend it didn't happen. I can respect that and go on if it bothers you. I didn't want to agree if there was a chance to…never mind, I'm sorry." I watch him turn around to retreat, fidgeting and scolding himself. The sight plucks at my heart.

Taking a few rushes stepped forward I grab him and tug him around. I cup his cold cheek and drag him into a sweeter kiss than our first. He's still untrained and uncertain but he gives it his all as he wraps his arms around me. His attempt is cute, pulling a smile up to my cheeks till I have to part.

I pet at his cheek," it's called a kiss and I would love to do more of those with you."

His sharp teeth peak through his lips," a kiss. I'm a fan."

He tugs my against him again, twisting us and lifting me onto the table. I'm didn't expect to consummate our choice now but I'm not going to argue. He smirks up at me, fitting himself between my legs. Before he can go in for another kiss he glances off to his left. I follow his gaze to the flower.

"Nope," he picks me up off the table, taking me to another end of the lab," I'm not doing that again." I bark out a laugh, teasing the edges of his spikes as he sets me down on another table. He quickly pulls me back into another kiss.

Our rush is exciting, though less frantic than yesterday. He discards my shirt, not paying any mind to my breast as he pets down my stomach and licks at my shoulder. His fingers pluck at my pants buttons, tearing them down to my ankles as I frustratedly tug at his shirt.

With him distracted with my cunt I finally get to grab at his crotch. He throbs in my hand, his cock mysteriously wiggling. Curious, I pull him out of his pants. I'm excited but confused with what I see.

His bright red cock is writhing in my palm, the tip twirling around my fingers. It looks like it came from a slit, emerging from his body eagerly. I squeeze him, fascinated by the pre leaking out his pores. He shutters, slapping his hands on either side of me.

"Please," he whimpers," I couldn't relieve myself last night and I may go mad if you try to tease me now."

I snicker at him, tugging him gently forward and nudging him against me. Letting him go and wrapping my arms around his shoulders I leave him to lead. He takes a breath, reaching down and grabbing himself. We both watch as his tip pokes and prods till it finds my entrance. His cock makes me shiver as it begins to wiggle frantically inside me. He pushes on, seething as he bottoms out. He shutters, letting out a shaky breath as our hips touch.

"what blessed torture is this," he pants, almost wheezing. I bite back a snicker, petting at his head in support. He shutters again.

His hips begin to buck, moving in short little bursts before growing in length. The feel of his cock is blessed, something I've craved since yesterday. He begins to plow into me, a wet slap sounding from where we meet. My thighs feel sticky, the thought of it not being only my slick passes by. An odd little tingle starts deep inside me, growing the more he slams into me. I gasp, tugging him close as a sudden burst of pleasure shocks up my spine.

Aziraphale licks up my neck, rumbling with a growl as he clenches my hips. He ups his tempo, shocking my body to attention. I cry out into the lab, nearing my end with the sudden fire growing because of him. My stomach clenches, sitting at the blissful peak for almost too long. It almost hurts when I cum, clenching around his still pumping cock.

"Shit," he digs his nails into my hips. He bucks into my fluttering heat, milking me for all I'm worth till he barks out a cry. His face buries against my neck as he cums, fluids puddling on the table. He pumps a few times before stilling inside me, his cock pulsing with his release. I pet at his back and kissing him on the cheek. He shutters more, taking a bite of my neck. His hips buck some more, surprising me with his movement. He continues to pulse, more fluids showering my insides.

"Are you still cumming," I ask in awe. He doesn't answer. His teeth dig into my skin along with his nails.

I sit back and let him take his fill, a little glad when he finishes. He releases my neck, giving it a lick before leaning back. Our eyes meet and I can see the content in his smile. He looks happy, sated, and cute. I pet at his cheek.

"You didn't warn me about the mess," I joke. He scoffs, pulling out and watching his cum leak out of me.

"It didn't occur to me," he answers. Reaching forward he thumbs at our mixed fluids, grabbing a bit and bringing it to his mouth. Licking the drop off he hums. "delicious," he smirks. I push at his shoulder, chuckling as I hop off the counter. He helps, keeping me steady.

I look back at the counter, wincing at the cum dripping off the edge. "Little glad it's just the two of us here," I half-joke.

"I might be glad too," he wraps his arms around my waist," could work with fewer clothes now."

I shake my head, amused with his suggestion. There's no way I'll be doing that but it's a little flattering that he would want to see me naked again. I grab his spikes and tug him down for a kiss. He growls, tugging me closer, and palming my rear. His tongue laps at my lips, delving into my mouth with the smallest bit of acceptance.

"You wanna go again," he mumbles against my lips. I hum, petting up his chest.

"I think we should move the flower before we try anything else," I answer. He pouts, looking behind himself to glare at the cursed plant.

"Yea, probably have to deal with that," he grumbles.

"yea, I'm not allowed near it," I shrug. He twists back around, grinning down at me.

"I prefer you not drugged, thank you very much," he kisses my forehead," this is way better than yesterday anyway."

I hum with a big goofy grin on my face.

Yea, I liked this way better.

#12 days of christmas #12 tropes for christmas #sixth day #Enigma-IM #exophilia #monster boyfriend #alien boyfriend #pollen

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tothemeadow · 3 years

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i saw that your requests are open so could i perchance request a tanjiro x female reader scenario where she gives him aphrodisiac? :0 thank you ^^

‘tasty, candy-covered lady’ / Kamado T. x Reader

warnings: sexual suggestions

words: 785

(a/n): Tanjiro is 18+ in this!

Tanjiro always loves the time he’s able to spend with you. With a world filled with demons and the threat of Muzan still hanging above everyone’s heads, the occurrence of sitting back and truly relaxing is scarce. Any day could possibly be his last, he knows that. But to see your smile one last time, to feel you in his embrace… He’ll fight for that, even with his dying breath.

He can’t help but to feel helplessly enamored with you; your gentle smile, your radiant glow, the very way you say his name. You’re literal perfection in his eyes.

Even now, he watches you pour tea with hearts in his eyes. Instead of the issued uniform of the demon corps, a simple cornflower yukata is wrapped around your body. It should be illegal how adorably soft you look, how amazingly domestic. Tanjiro’s heart thumps steadily inside his ribcage, the warmth spreading from his chest to the tips of his fingers, his toes. It’s almost funny how unbelievably whipped he is for you, but he doesn’t care. Call him a fool in love – it’s the truth, and Tanjiro wouldn’t think of ever denying it.

“Tanjiro,” you say, yanking Tanjiro away from his thoughts, “you’re staring.” The tone you use is soft, your words barely above a whisper.

Smiling sheepishly, Tanjiro rubs the back of his neck, his earrings tinkling as he cocks his head. “I’m sorry, darling,” he nearly purrs. Gods, he loves hearing his name roll of your tongue. “It’s just… You’re outstandingly beautiful, you know? I know it sounds sappy, but it’s the truth.”

“Somebody’s feeling rather romantic today, isn’t he?”

“You can’t blame me,” Tanjiro tells you earnestly. His heart flutters at the bright smile you send his way. Reaching forward, he grabs the cup you hand him, a quiet thank you slipping from his mouth. As he takes a sip, warmth floods his mouth, a pleasant, sweet taste overtaking his tastebuds. Is this a new type of tea, perhaps? Tanjiro doesn’t recognize its smell or flavor, but he finds it utterly delicious.

You watch on his he downs the tea in record time; setting the cup back down, Tanjiro catches his breath and licks his lips. Again, you smile beautifully. Tanjiro smiles right back at you, his face growing warm with a blush. Now that he thinks about it, did it just get hotter in here? Discreetly tugging at the neckline of his yukata, he tries to calm down his frantically beating heart. Huh, strange. With each passing moment, his body’s temperature increases more and more, his blood beginning to boil in his veins.

You continue to watch on, seemingly not noticing his inner turmoil. Should he say something? Oh, but that look on your face is so sweet. Your familiar, intoxicating scent fills Tanjiro’s nose, nearly leaving him drooling on the spot.

“U-uh, is it hot in here to you…?” Tanjiro asks, his voice coming out in a pathetic squeak.

You shake your head. “No, I’m alright. But, Tanjiro… Are you feeling ill? Your face is awfully red.”

Oh jeez, there you go again, saying his name. You’re like some damn temptress, stringing him along and just waiting for him to lose control. His gaze drops down to your mouth as you take a sip of your own tea, your tongue darting out afterwards and flicking across your lower lip. The simple action alone is enough to make Tanjiro’s cock twitch to life, blood swelling to his appendage. Good gods, you haven’t done anything and he’s already hard as a rock.

Oh… Oh no.

“I think… I dunno what’s going on,” Tanjiro babbles. He’s feeling so dizzy, his mind becoming a muddled mess. “Everything feels hot…”

“Really?”

Scooting up onto your knees, you lean over the low-sitting table, pressing the back of your hand to Tanjiro’s forehead. His gaze drops, landing on the sliver of skin your yukata shows; it’s only a flash of your cleavage, but oh does it make Tanjiro sweat, makes him want to run his tongue over your flesh and make have you cry from his touch.

“Tanjiro,” you murmur, dropping your hand and caressing his face instead, “you look… flustered.” The smirk you flash him is knowing, mischievous. Tanjiro nearly chokes on his own spit – you know what you were doing.

Licking his lips, Tanjiro leans into your touch, his breathing coming out in heavy pants. “That’s so… unfair,” he lolls, tongue poking out from behind his teeth. “Why did you-“

“Shhh,” you say, running your thumb over his bottom lip. “Why don’t we have some fun, Tanjiro? That’s what you want, right…?”

Swallowing thickly, Tanjiro sucks your thumb into his mouth, his cock twitching. “Please.”

#kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #demon slayer x reader #tanjiro kamado x reader #kamado tanjiro x reader #tanjiro kamado #kamado tanjiro #kny tanjiro #request

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haechanplsacceptmylove · 4 years

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Love Bath

Characters: BF!Donghyuck/Haechan x reader

Warning(s): adult content, unprotected sex, fluffy overstimulation(?lmao)

Genre(s): smut, fluff

Summary: You notice how tired Haechan is with his promotions and you decide to reward him.

Requested✅

"I'm on my way baby" you smile reading Haechan's, your boyfriend's message. You were excited to surprise Haechan with what you've done for him. He's been so overworked with the comebacks and promotions and you just felt so bad for him for not being able to rest well. Today you're finally going to meet in your apartment after two weeks of only videocalls and messages. You get off the bed quickly and enter the bathroom changing into a robe.

-after 30 minutes-

You hear your apartment's door opening and footsteps stepping in. You quickly get out from your bedroom and run towards him jumping into his warm embrace "I missed you" you mumble against his chest and he responds with the same, kissing your temple. You look up at him "did you eat?" "yeah" he smiles. You return the smile and let go of him, holding his hand instead and pulling him into the bathroom. "damn y/n calm down" he chuckles and you can clearly hear his smirk in his tone. You shake your head and smack his chest blushing "take off your clothes" you say taking your robe off teasingly. He takes his shirt off and unzips his pants, you help him a little. He stands in front of you naked and just when he was about to hold your waist, you move backwards stepping in the bathtub filled with warm water and soap. You had earlier set the bathroom's lights on low to make the atmosphere calmer. Haechan looks confused at first until you motion him to sit down between your legs. He nods and walks towards you, entering the bathtub and sitting between your legs, back against your chest as he leans his head on your shoulder. "Today is all about you" you whisper in his ear as you massage his shoulders making him sigh and relax closing his eyes. He holds your legs and wraps them around his hips so he could massage your thighs.

You slightly push him forward so you can reach his lower back. You trail soft kisses against his nape as you massage all of his back making him let out a small whine at the satisfaction. You smile to yourself and pull him back against your chest, putting his head back on your shoulder as you start kissing and slightly sucking on his neck while playing with his hair, another thing that makes him completely relax into your embrace. "you've done so well baby" he smiles at your praise "I'm proud of you" you say between kisses. He hums closing his eyes enjoying your movements while he rubs your inner thighs knowing its one of the biggest turns on for you. You bite his skin making him whimper, at this point you don't know if the water is making you wet or you're just making the water wet. Haechan's free hand grabs your hand and brings it down to his length, you automatically wrap your hand around it, biting your lips as you hear your boyfriend let out a low whimper, sighing in relief. You chuckle as you feel him already hard and standing tall and proud for you. "please" he mumbles, you squeeze his length then start stroking him up and down slowly. You feel him stiff under your touch and his hips pushing into your hand for more friction. You decide to not tease him tonight since you just want to make him satisfied and feel good. You start stroking his member faster, Haechan moans and turns his head giving you full access to his fully exposed neck, not wasting any second you attach your lips to his soft honey skin and start sucking and biting on it. "fuck baby im close" he says between moans and whimpers and you quicken your movements "cum for me baby" you whisper in his ear kissing and sucking on his ear lobe afterwards. Seconds later you hear your boyfriend moaning and groaning louder as you feel his hot thick cum on your hand. "good job baby" you kiss his cheek still stroking him through his orgasm. Haechan turns his head towards you attaching his tasty lips onto yours for a soft love filled kiss.

You soon change positions and straddle him. You look at him, your face only couple inches away from his "you're so beautiful" you kiss his forehead and he gives you his sweet shy smile and your heart warms more at the sight of your one and only precious baby. You kiss him and soon it turns into a heated make out session and your hand goes back to his length stroking it making you swallow his hot moans of overstimulation. You break the kiss "you know they say the second orgasm is always the best" you say between the kisses that were trailing down from his chin all the way down to his collarbones and chest. Haechan's hands go down and squeeze your ass as he lifts your hips up and let his member stand at you entrance. "I love you" he kisses you deeply as you and with a help of his strong arms sink onto his length, spreading and filling your walls perfectly like a puzzle. You sigh into the kiss "i love you too" you break the kiss throwing your head back as you start riding his length. Haechan takes his chance and attacks your neck with his sloppy kisses and bites, going all the way down to your chest as he starts sucking on your each nipple at a time making your fingers dive into his hair tugging on it. You set a rhyme and ride him on the perfect pace for both of you, grinding hard every time you sink completely onto his length. You both start moaning loudly, kissing each other messily as you both feel that similar knot in your stomachs. Haechan throws his head back and you take it as an opportunity to leave red and purple marks on his throat. His hand squeezes your chest as the other one is on your hip leading you. Haechan starts thrusting upwards as he feels his orgasm nearing. "fuck- Donghyuck" you say biting his shoulder "please don't stop". You begging him and moaning his name only excited him more, thrusting harder into you. "I'm gonna cu-" he groans as his second orgasm explodes into your hot walls leaving you boyfriend shaking under you from the pleasure. You moan feeling your orgasm hitting you like a truck from the view of Haechan under you. You both ride out your orgasms. You pant leaning your forehead onto his and chuckle and so does Haechan. You look into his eyes with love making him blush. "I got a 3 day vacation" he breaks the silence "WHAT!? YOU'RE NOT KIDDING RIGHT??" you scream making him chuckle at you cuteness "I’m staying here" he smirks and kisses your cheek. You lean against his chest, his length still in you, feeling as he softens in you. “let's stay like this” you say and Haechan hums and wraps his arms around you holding you tight kissing your temple “you’re the best” he mumbles against your head and you smile secretly.

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ghost-at-the-masquerade · 3 years

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The Little Things

Rating: PG, for talk of preparing an animal carcass

Count: 1856

Summary: Link has dinner with a stranger out on the road

A/N: Yes, I’m going to make Link use they/them pronouns, no I don’t take criticism on this, don’t @ me

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The smell of blood still wafted toward the camp, from where they had let the deer drain. They started at the collarbone, slicing all the way down to the groin, then up the inside of each of the legs. Someone could always use more leather, so they wanted to keep the hide well intact.

Sitting across from Link on a tree downed long ago, Stemm - a traveling chef, by his own description - started to peel carrots and potatoes. The skins he let fall among the grass, the clean vegetables he dropped into a large stockpot to wait. It was much too soon, but he needed something to do.

When Link went to wipe the sweat from their forehead with the back of their arm, they left a little smear of blood that caught a lock of hair and matted it to their eyebrow. The sight of it had Stemm’s face twisting into the most polite agony he could manage.

The time came to split open its belly and he excused himself to stoke and adjust the fires - meat and organs did better in different temperatures at different times, he said.

Link twisted around to grab another, larger pot to drop the more palatable organs in, and the rest were given back to the earth, that Farore may put them to better use.

Their boots were soiled as they worked to separate the carcass into manageable cuts, the better part of an hour drifting by them as they were engrossed in the work. Every now and again their gaze flicked over to Stemm, tutting around the camp proper. Always seeming to produce more cookware and utensils and little bottles of spices from his pack. He had a rather fine set of glass bottles he kept water in, too - as well as some spirit that stank all to hell. Highly impractical for travel compared to a waterskin, but lovely nonetheless. A pair of the ones filled with water were sitting in a half-rotted bucket with a pilfered ice rod.

They piled the meat onto a spare sheet of leather they had so they could haul it all the few feet to the fire, hefting it over the log with a grunt.

Stemm spared them a smile for all of their work. “Thank you, yes, it’ll be fine there.”

He took the opportunity to go on while they paused to take a breath, “It makes me feel like such a fraud, not doing all my own prep, but butchering is just… such ugly work.”

Link couldn’t help but cock the bloody eyebrow at him. The lock of hair came loose with the movement.

“Don’t look at me like that - it’s not that I had some… pampered upbringing, my parents did their own hunting when I was young. We just moved to a bigger town before it was my time to learn. And if someone has already prepared the meat for you, well…”

They wondered, at times, if people in their previous life had spilled their guts to them like this. Their silence left a lot of room for it.

“I suppose I was so excited to travel and to do it all myself that I didn’t think about what ‘doing it all myself’ would entail.”

Link’s expression softened some. They could sympathize with being in over one’s head.

“… What are you waiting around for? I can handle this part, you wash up.” He shooed them with one hand, pulling the meat toward himself with the other.

They huffed through their nose at his tone, but they didn’t need to be told twice.

Twilight’s somber blanket settled over the grass, made the soft sands twinkle as Link stepped into the shallow waters. Going in almost up to their knees, they found a rock to settle on, dipping their arms into the cool river flow and scrubbing the deer’s blood free from their arms and boots. Blood dried on skin is rather like the first layer of paint on raw wood, thin and clinging seamlessly.

Pulling back, droplets on their skin became flecks of gold in the dying light. They reached into a pouch at their hip for a bar of soap and comb. The bar was only about the length of their palm and a third of the width, off-white in color - not unlike honey diluted in milk. They rubbed a conservative lather into their palm; it would be some time before they returned to Hateno for more, but they wanted the copper smell off their hands. They only just remembered the smear on their face before rinsing off.

The comb was simple, a chunk of birch wood carved and left unfinished, but with much thicker teeth than their last one. Hair tie held between their lips, they dipped the comb into the river, closed their eyes and began to run it through their hair. Their ears twitched with every rustle of the trees behind them.

Clean and calmed, they took a deep breath and rose to return to camp.

Stemm greeted them heartily, in much higher spirits now that he was in his element. He already had several pounds of meat salted and packed into leather satchels, while another had been cubed for their supper.

Link took their seat at an angle to him, not quite next to him. Stemm was proving to be quite the multi-tasker around the cook pot, moving seamlessly between preserving the meat and prodding the chunk of fat he had rendering out in the bottom of the pot. It had been strung up by a chain, held aloft by three metal rods - an incredibly handy contraption, Link would have to see about finding one.

At each step, Stemm explained how staggering each ingredient’s addition would change their texture and flavor. Link sipped their chilled water and decided to keep their disagreements about what the texture should be to themself; they could deal with mushy onions in their stew for one night.

With everything coming together, he whipped out a smaller wooden spoon, took a taste and pursed his lips, looking up to the sky. “I wish I had a little sweetness to take that edge off, but I’ve just run out…”

Link’s ear twitched with a thought, and they dipped their fingers into another one of their hip pouches. From it they drew a flower, not unlike the Silent Princess, but half the size and without its luminescent qualities. They held it up as a suggestion, “Maybe this?”

“That?” Stemm leaned close to scrutinize the flower, “No, I’m afraid those are quite bitter.”

They shook their head and insisted, “Cousin of the star flower. Breeding out the glow takes out the bitterness.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Usually, yes, but they’ve been moving back that way for a while. Have you been under a rock?”

Rather than argue the point further, they popped the flower in their mouth - only to immediately stick out their tongue and let the mushed petals fall off.

Stemm laughed victoriously. “I told you!”

With their eyes unfocused on the grass, something deep within them wavered, but only momentarily. It was too silly a thing to unsettle them. Even if it was one of the few things they thought they remembered.

“The one thing I was prepared for was finding tasty plants!” He glanced again toward the dying light while digging something out of his bag.

“Don’t know how much you can do by firelight, but here-” He held out a small, leather-bound notebook, “You can copy this.”

It was soft in their hands, telling of its relative youth. The cover crackled quietly as they opened it. The pages detailed a number of edible wild plants native to central Hyrule and Necluda, including flavor profiles and notable lookalikes.

Link set it on their knee so they could sign, “Thank you, but, I don’t have anything to copy to.”

For a moment he seemed surprised. Then he shrugged, a relaxed smile crossing his face. “Keep that one, then. I can make another.”

Their mouth worked and they struggled to make the sign feel sincere enough, “Thank you.”

“Think nothing of it. It won’t do me much good when I head out to Akkala, anyway.”

With that reassurance they relaxed some, settling in to skim the notes while he finished.

The sun ducked away behind the far trees and its last light vanished, turning the camp into a bright bubble in a dark ocean.

Turned out Stemm was right about it needing a bit of sweet, but it was far from inedible. Link was more than glad to take a second helping. Simple, but warm and filling. He was definitely still wrong about onions, but the potato was good.

Stemm had no stories to tell and his sign wasn’t strong enough to keep up with Link’s, so the night air was left to the crickets, crackling of fire and the tittering of breeze through the grass and leaves. In time, they agreed to part in sleep.

Link settled down into the embrace of a nearby elm. Stemm stayed closer to the fire, with his sizable pack to prop him up. Firelight faded, gave way to the silver grace of the moon, orange glowing embers not unlike the shrines waiting for them in the distance.

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Link woke at first light. Hummed deep in their throat and stretched, scratched their shoulder against the bark before even bothering to open their eyes. They could already feel the knot that had formed in their hair.

Sitting up, they saw Stemm still asleep, his mouth dangerously open to the sky. They shook their head, starting to fix their hair when they noticed a small line of leaves laid parallel on their thigh - korok mischief. A little smile tugged at the corner of their mouth. They carefully stacked the leaves and tucked them away in a pocket.

It was time to go - their deal was done and a number of important tasks awaited them. Link stood and took a final stretch. But still, they looked over to their companion. He had done them an extra kindness.

Stemm’s rig was still set up - perhaps they could make use of it. Link knelt with a bit of bounce, considering the remnants of the fire.

They reached into the depths of a pouch and grasped the handle of a short sword - though not short enough to keep them from having to bend over at a funny angle to get it out, falling onto their hip. Exposed to the open air, the blade flared to life with eerily silent fire. A bit of tinder, another log and the tip of the blade was all that was needed. A little extra kindness, then they would go.

Three eggs scrambled into fine curds, peppered with fresh herbs and salt flakes, gently folded over on itself with a wooden spoon. A hopefully respectable omelet they set nearby under a korok leaf.

Link put their hands on their hips and regarded a man they would likely not see again, one more time. The Dueling Peaks loomed. The sun crept higher. And strangers parted.

#The Legend of Zelda #Breath of the Wild #BotW #BotW fic

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shotokimchi · 3 years

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Summer Breeze

Pairing: Sugawara x Fem!Reader

Summary: Sugawara decided to take a break from his teaching duties and decided to go on a vacation but he didn't expect to meet the love of his life.

Warning: Time skip spoilers or smthng, ANGST, fluff and implied smut

"Please don't go Sugawara sensei!" The little boy started to cry while hugging his teacher's leg, Sugawara looked at him with loving eyes and patted his head. "I'm not leaving any of you, i'll be away just for a month!" The small boy whined and his grip tightened on Sugawara's leg, the substitute teacher tried her best to calm the kid down and gave an apologetic look. "I'll take care of them Sugawara-san, you can pack your things." They both bowed and Sugawara made his way towards his desk. After collecting his notebooks and documents, he grabbed the keys of his car and started to drive towards his apartment.

Sugawara loved his job, there wasn't a day that he wanted to quit but lately, he just wanted to get some fresh ocean air and see new things so he booked a flight to Turkey - İzmir. The country was popular with its foods, touristic destinations, and kindhearted people.

Opening the door to his apartment Sugawara made his way towards his bedroom, he found his suitcase and started to pack. After everything was organized, it was time for a cup of creamy coffee, he made his way towards the small kitchen and waited for the milk to heat up, then his phone started to buzz on the counter. It was one of his close friends 'Daichi Sawamura' a small smile formed on his face and he answered with a soft "Hello?" He heard his friend sigh "Are you ready to leave Suga, do you need help?" He was grateful for the friends he had "No, thank you Daichi I'm ready." Daichi huffed and smiled "Asahi and I'll come to get you tomorrow, ok?" After talking about this and that Sugawara leaned on the kitchen counter and started to think about his vacation. He was a grown man yet, even the thought of flying abroad gave him butterflies.

"Are you ready to go?" Asahi smiled while fastening his seatbelt, Sugawara nodded and his eyes met Daichi's on the rear mirror. "Let's go then." After driving for 50 minutes, they finally saw the big airport. Sugawara's heart started to beat faster, there wasn't any particular reason, he was excited. He checked his luggage and approached the lady to learn the number of his flight gate. "A flight to Turkey - İzmir, right sir?" He gave a warm smile and nodded "Here you go." He thanked the lady and made his way to his friends, Daichi patted his back and Asahi gave him a soft smile "Don't worry about us Sugawara, you deserved this vacation, enjoy it to the fullest." He nodded "Don't worry Asahi-san I will be safe." The trio smiled at each other and Sugawara walked towards the gates while waving at his friends.

(Time skip cuz I don't wanna waste time with the whole transportation thing)

"Here's your card sir room 505, hope you enjoy your stay here!" He bowed and thanked the receptionist and waited for the elevator, the hotel was clean and bright. He carefully opened the door and a room with light grey walls and white furniture welcomed him the room was neat and smelled like soap, he immediately made his way towards the shower and took a pair of clean clothes. He took off his wrinkly clothes and let the warm water hit his pale skin. He never felt so relaxed and so far away from everything else. Usually, he was a social butterfly but being away from the air of the busy city and the crowd was refreshing. When he was done, he wrapped a towel around his waist, he was currently at a district called 'Alaçatı' he wanted to explore the streets so he quickly put on a shirt and a pair of shorts with white flip-flops. He quickly grabbed his wallet, a map, cellphone, the room's card and quickly made his way towards the reception.

The streets were small and every single building was so cute painted with either blue, pink or white. There were small shops here and there, the time flew by with tasting the foods and looking for souvenirs for his friends. Then he came across a small grocery store and saw the shiny red apples, they looked so tasty and he reached one without thinking but his hand touched a small one. He lifted his head and his hazel eyes met with shy e/c ones. There was a woman, standing in a beautiful white dress, hair flowing with the wind, cheeks tinted with a little bit of pink. Sugawara got nervous and bowed "I'm sorry, please go ahead." He smiled and the woman turned her head to the apples and slowly picked them one by one, Sugawara watched her small form and his eyes caught the cute beach hat with a small daisy attached to it. Her eyes met with his again and he noticed that he was staring the whole time, his cheeks started to burn and before he can apologize, the woman raised her hand and made her way towards to the cashier. Sugawara raised his eyebrow and waited for the woman, she paid for the apples and approached him with two small paper bags and offered one to him. His eyes widened "Oh, you didn't have to pay, that was so rude of me!" He bowed and just when he was about to mutter his apologies again, he heard her soft giggles. "It's okay." Her eyes were soft and shiny, despite being shy her eyes looked excited and filled with happiness. "I noticed an accent, are you perhaps a tourist?" Sugawara quickly nodded and smiled "Yeah, I came from Japan! Oh, please let me carry those paper bags." He carefully took the bags from her hands and both of them started to walk randomly.

"Oh, I always wanted to see Japan!" The woman smiled and looked at the sky. "My name is Y/n by the way." He smiled "Koushi Sugawara, I'm 27 and I came here for a break, I'm a teacher." Her eyes sparkled with interest "A teacher huh, that's amazing. I always loved kids. I'm 24 and I'm interested in music." He hummed while taking an apple, just when he was about to take a bite, he remembered that he needed to was it "You don't need to wash those, people usually sell the things they raise themselves, it doesn't have weird chemicals on it trust me." She giggled and Sugawara scratched the back of his neck "Ah, I see. So do you play any instruments?" She nodded and an excited look formed on her face, Sugawara smiled at her reactions and paid attention to the conversation. Despite being an adult she was so pure and enthusiastic it was pretty cute. "How long are you gonna stay here Mr.Sugawara?" She asked and he shook his head "Please, just call me Sugawara. I'm staying here for a month." Her eyes sparkled "I'm happy for you! Alaçatı is the perfect place to get your mind off of things, maybe I'll play my violin for you sometime! Oh... Sorry if I'm pestering you." He quickly shook his head "No of course not, I'm actually quite happy that I found someone to talk to, if it's okay with you I'd like to exchange numbers."

She smiled and gave him a nod "Sure, let's keep in touch!" After walking on the small streets, a comfortable silence filled the air. "Do you live here or are you here for vacation too Y/n?" Her smile disappeared and her lips formed a thin line but she quickly recovered and shook her head "No, I don't live here I came here for... fresh air, yeah." Sugawara realized the hesitance in her tone and decided not to pester her "Oh I see, how long are you gonna be here?" She looked at the paper bag in her hands and smiled "Well as long as I'm alive." His eyes widened in shock and their eyes met, then she burst out laughing "Pftt- That was so dramatic right, you should see your face right now!" Was she serious or joking, he couldn't understand but since she was laughing he decided to go along with it and started to laugh "Yeah, you scared me for a second." She tried to calm down her giggles and apologized "Sorry, sorry!" Then she started to cough heavily and Sugawara lightly patted her back "Oh! Would you like some water Y/n?" She waved her hands and shook her head but her coughs got heavier and Sugawara started to panic, just when he was about to suggest something else to help, she interwined her fingers with his and started to take deep breaths, his ears started to get red but he tried to keep his cool. It looked like she was exercising, her forehead was slightly sweating so he took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat, a small smile appeared on her lips and she opened her eyes. Her eyes met with worried hazel orbs "Y/n, are you okay?" She nodded "It's just a small cold, don't worry!" Her cheery attitude managed to convince him but there was a feeling that bothered Sugawara. "You need to rest, please let me walk you home this is a small place after all." He gave her a charming small and her heart fluttered in her chest, how can she refuse him? "But i don't want you to get tired, you are here for a break." He shook his head and grinned "Well, you are my tour guide now so you need to feel better." She gave him a surprised look and Sugawara rubbed the back of his neck "I think this is all fate, wanting the same apple then exchanging numbers and all... why don't we enjoy our time here together?" Sugawara's eyes glinted with hope and Y/n couldn't do anything besides nodding. He gave her a wide grin "Yaaaay, then lead me to your house, Ms.Y/n!"

"Thank you for walking me home Sugawara, would you like some lemonade? It's pretty hot." He nodded and took off his shoes. She led him to her open kitchen, there was a small kitchen island and white cupboards with a grey sink. The house was small but surprisingly refreshing "Oh the inner design is pretty." He complimented and Y/n walked towards the fridge, grabbing a jug of fresh lemonade then a plate filled with some tasty sugar cookies. "Please have some, it will cool you down." He thanked her for the food, then the sweet liquid hit his tongue, leaving a fresh aroma. "Wow, it really is refreshing!" She gave him a toothy smile and grabbed a cookie "Open up Mr.Sugawara." His eyes widened and the poor man choked on his lemonade, Y/n gave a hearty laugh and watched the poor man desperately trying to compose himself. His cheeks were a deep shade of red, just like the apples. "Omg, you really are choking!" She patted his back and tried to contain her giggles from escaping her mouth but failed. When Sugawara finally managed to compose himself, he started to chuckle. "Sorry for startling you, sensei." He cleared his throat and started to fan his face, with his hand "Please stop that." She chuckled and nodded "Ok, ok enough teasing."

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"Oh, she seems like a nice person." Daichi's voice echoed through the hotel room, Sugawara was currently on a facetime call with his friends, Asahi and Daichi. He was telling them about the events that occurred this morning. "Yeah, she is actually I was-" just when he was about to speak a notification popped up on his screen and he saw your name "She texted me!" Suddenly he snatched the immobilized phone on his desk "Calm down Sugawara!" Daichi and Asahi started to laugh, all of a sudden he started to feel like a high school boy. He read the text aloud for his friends to hear

Y/n: Good evening Sugawara! Would you like to accompany me to the beach tomorrow? The water is so clean and shiny here.

"I think you should go." Asahi voiced his opinion and Daichi nodded "Of course I'm gonna go!" They both chuckled and Sugawara's fingers started to type a fast reply

Sugawara: Sure, that would be great! I'll pick you up from your house at 10:00 am!

"Yeah that reply is good, be a gentleman." He rolled his eyes and puffed his cheeks "I'm always a gentleman, Daichi!" then a message from you got his attention and he shushed his friends

Y/n: No no! You don't need to pick me up, let's meet at the bus stop at 10!

Sugawara: Ok, see you tomorrow. Don't forget to bring your sunscreen!

He slapped his forehead and his friends laughed at his motherly behaviour "Way to go Sugawara!" His cheeks reddened and he shouted, "Awh shut up!" This only made his friend laugh louder than before.

Y/n: Haha, ok mom!

"She knows!" At this point, Daichi was rolling on the floor with his phone in his hand and Asahi was busy with wiping his tears. Sugawara never wanted to disappear so badly in his life before...

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"Sugawara, over here!" He saw Y/n waving at him, her baby blue dress flowing with the breeze and a pair of sunglasses on her eyes. Her signature smile was plastered on her cute face, smiling he made his way towards the bus stop "Good morning, were you waiting for me?" She shook her head "Nope, i just got here... Oh! I almost forgot." He gave her a questioning look and she dived her hand into the beach bag. "Aha found it!" She took out a sunscreen bottle and started to apply it to her face then she squeezed the bottle and collected the sunscreen on her pointer finger and walked towards Sugawara. Without saying anything, she started to apply it on his face and Sugawara's cheeks reddened. "What are you-" She giggled and replied, "You told me to bring some remember?" He averted his eyes and stared at the rocks under his feet, his motherly behavior's gonna be the end of him. "Uh... Yeah, I forgot about that." He closed his eyes and let you do your work on his face, your delicate and cool fingers felt good on his skin, he gave a sigh of bliss. Then a voice interrupted the romantic aura "You are such a cute wife, young lady." An old woman approached them and smiled at Y/n, her eyes widened and she smiled. Sugawara immediately waved his hands "No no-" Then he felt her hand squeeze his. "Shh, just play along Mr.Sugawara, she's just an old lady." Then she continued to apply the sunscreen on his cheeks "Thank you." She thanked the old lady and they started to chat, Sugawara admired her soft futures while she talked with the old lady. "You two remind me of my husband and myself when we were younger." Y/n let out a small 'aww' "It may sound cheesy but we were so in love with each other, sadly he passed away a year ago." Sugawara bowed "Sorry for your loss." Y/n nodded and did the same, the old lady smiled "Always take care of each other, i lost my mom and my dad but losing the love of my life was the hardest." They both listened to her intently and 5 minutes later the bus arrived. "Let's go! Sugawara." He nodded and took the bags.

They found a seat on the front and sat next to each other. "The lady was so sweet." Y/n muttered and he nodded, confirming her statement. "Losing your lover must be really painful huh, Sugawara?" He hummed and locked eyes with her "Have you ever been in love before Y/n?" She looked at the window, admiring the surroundings, then she turned towards him and smiled "No, what about you?" Sugawara rubbed his chin and started to think, yes there were times when he admired Kiyoko but other than that, he never fell in love. "Well there was someone i admired when i was in high school but she got married with our teammate." Y/n hummed and smirked "So you were a simp?" He sulked like a child "What? No!" She laughed "I'm just teasing you, don't worry."

They arrived and found a comfortable spot for sunbathing, Sugawara's phone rang and he got up "I'll be back" he smiled at the girl and she nodded. He walked towards the sea and looked at the caller ID 'Nishinoya' he sighed and answered "Your timing is terrible, Nishinoya." Nishinoya's hearty laugh echoed "How are you doing Sugawara-san, i heard you leaving Japan for a vacation?" He hummed "Yes, can I call you later? I made a friend and she's waiting for me." Noya gasped "You found a girl, way to go Sugawara-san!" His cheeks started heating up "It's not like that! We are just keeping each other company, so how is the world tour going?" Noya started to let out some excited noises "I'm at Brazil, you need to see these hot chicks!" Sugawara pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed "You never change do you?" Noya laughed "What can i say? Oh! Don't make your 'friend' wait and let me know about the details, later!" Just when Sugawara was about the open his mouth, Nishinoya ended the call and he made his way towards your spot. "Sorry Y/n, my friend called..." His voice weakened and he saw you applying some sunscreen on your legs, your dress was off and the white bikini with small cherries on it suited you well. He quickly cleared his throat and took off his shirt. "Woah..." Your voice got his attention and he saw you staring at him "O-oh, sorry." He averted his eyes "I was a volleyball player at school and after quitting, i started to work out didn't wanted to lose my form." Your eyes sparkled with interest "You never told me that you were a volleyball player, i love volleyball!" Suddenly he felt shy "Oh, really?" You hummed and patted the empty spot in front of you "Come on, sit. Let me apply some sunscreen on your back." He fidgeted shyly and nodded, when he felt your small hand on his back he twitched "Are they cold?" He shook his head and you started to apply the sunscreen while admiring his back, it was pale like snow and slim but the muscles were visible. "What about your back?" You closed the lid "While you were talking with the phone a lady helped me with it, don't worry." You got up started to walk towards the sea and didn't notices his eyes lingering on your back. "Come on Sugawara!" He smiled and jogged up to you, you dipped your feet into the water and flinched "Gosh, it's so cold!" Then Sugawara smirked at you and started to do grabby hands "Oh, really?" You arched a brow "What are you doing?" Suddenly he picked you up bridal style and slowly got into the water "Sugawara, please no!" You shouted then started to swing your legs and grabbed his shoulders, he gave a hearty laugh "Too late." and dropped you, the cold water sent shivers down your spine. "I'm gonna make you pay!" Then a water fight break out between you two, both of you were laughing like little kids and having the time of your life.

It has been a long time since Sugawara had this kind of fun, you were always teasing him and being playful and that made his day. This vacation was the best one he had so far, he finally forgot about his teaching duties and focused on himself.

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After two weeks of swimming, shopping and eating all kinds of food. You decided to invite Sugawara for dinner, during these two weeks you had the best time in your life and developed a crush on him. His smile, caring personality, hazel eyes every single thing about him captivated you but you didn't want to confess anything bc in the end, he needed to leave and even if he stayed, you knew your relationship wouldn't last long. After getting rid of the dark thoughts you started to type a quick invitation.

Y/n: Hey Sugawara! Would you like to have dinner at my place?

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Sugawara was laying on his bed staring at the ceiling, his head was messy with a lot of thoughts and all of his thoughts revolved around one person 'Y/n' these 2 weeks have been the most exciting period of his life. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, he didn't want to rush things just then his phone dinged and he took it from his nightstand

*A message from Y/n*

A smile appeared on his features and his eyes sparkled with excitement, it was a dinner invitation and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly texted a reply

Sugawara: Of course! I'll be there at 8:00 pm

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*Ding dong* "He's here!" You quickly checked yourself on the mirror and ran towards the door. Your hands were sweating uncontrollably but you didn't care. When your small hand turned the doorknob your eyes met with his dazzling smile. "Good evening." He had a bouquet of daisies in his hands and he shyly handed it to you, you smiled "Please come in." He nodded and took started to take off his shoes "Thank you for the flowers, they are breathtaking." You guided him towards your front yard "I'm glad you like them."

The front yard was decorated with some yellow lights then his eyes met with a small table for two. There were cushions on the grass and a small pergola covered with vines. Sugawara admired the garden with wide eyes "This is my first time seeing your garden up close." You hummed "Please have a seat, I grilled some fresh salmon." His eyes sparkled with hunger and he speed-walked towards the chair. You giggled and served him some salad with delicious appetizers, "This is delicious, Y/n." Your cheeks reddened "Oh, I'm glad you like it." then you ate in silence, the atmosphere was different tonight, normally you two like to tease each other and chat for hours but tonight both of you were feeling kinda nervous. "Excuse me Y/n, I need to use the bathroom real quick." You nodded and gave him a small smile.

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When Sugawara made it to the bathroom, he leaned his back to the door and closed his eyes. He started to take deep breaths and tried to calm his racing heart "Come on Sugawara, get it together." He walked towards the sink and splashed his face with some cold water, then he grabbed a towel and dried his hands just when he was about to join you again he saw the open drawer there were some documents hanging from it. He arched a brow "It's her privacy but they are gonna fall." Then he walked towards the drawer and grabbed the documents "Here we go-" His heart stopped beating and hazel eyes widened.

Patient name: Y/n L/n

Age: 24

The reason for the test: Lung cancer

Test Results: Soft tissue lesions were found in the right and left lung. Tumors have reached a dangerous size.

"Lung what..." His hands were shaking, everything was meaningless, dangerous size? Were you hiding it from him, how long, were you in pain? He squeezed the documents and dashed towards the garden.

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"Y/N!" Sugawara's loud voice alerted you, standing from your seat you saw him running towards you with tears in his eyes "Sugawara what-" His arms enveloped you in a tight embrace and he started to tremble then... You felt his tears on your shoulder "Sugawara are you okay?" Your voice was laced with worry. His hands clawed on your t-shirt and your arms wrapped around his waist "It's okay I'm here I'm not going anywhere." He clenched his teeth "How can you say that?!" Your eyes widened "What?" His puffy eyes finally met yours "How can i believe you, why didn't you tell me you were sick, what if you disappear?!" A horrified look appeared on your face "H-how did you find out?" His vacation was supposed to be filled with happy memories and yet he managed to find out, you felt terrible "Sugawara you weren't supposed to see that document." Your eyes glistened with tears. "This is what you care about, Y/n why didn't you tell me?!" You tried to hold the tears back but it didn't work, they started to run down your face. "I... I just wanted to fill these 3 weeks with happy memories." He squeezed his eyes shut and pulled you in again, this time squeezing even harder than before. "When did you learn about it?" You buried your face in his neck and returned the hug "4 months ago, that's why i came here in the first place. The doctor said i should leave the city and get some fresh air." The tears started to fall from his eyes again "Y/n, cant you have surgery?" You shook your head and tried to lighten the mood "No the tumors on my lungs are too big but hey, my lungs keep getting better and better Sugawara, don't worry everything is going to be alright." Reality dawned on him, hard. He only got 2 weeks then he needed to leave and return to his job. "No, i can't leave you here Y/n how can i return to Japan..." You squeezed your eyes shut it's now or never... "Hey, Sugawara?" He gave out a weak hum and you continued "I like you." A desperate sob came out of his mouth and he nodded "I like you too."

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"Sugawara..." He collected the pillows on her "Are you comfortable?" She nodded and pulled him in a kiss, they were currently in her room. After the sentimental moment, Sugawara didn't want to leave her alone and she gladly accepted. He gently take off his shirt and tugged at hers "May i?" She covered her face with her arm and nodded, he smiled and pecked her lips "Let me see your eyes Y/n." She hesitantly lowered her arm and met with his gorgeous hazel eyes. "I can stop if you don't want to." She shook her head and caressed his cheek "Don't stop, i want to feel you...sensei. That's what they call you at Japan right? Sensei..." His breath hitched in his throat and hungry eyes started to devour her form "Don't do that." He warned her "Do what?" He started to leave open-mouthed kisses on her neck "Don't call me sensei." He took her shirt off and her legs wrapped around his waist "Please teach me, Kōshi Sensei." And hearing his first name fall from her lips made him lose his composure, her lips welcomed his hot tongue with enthusiasm "Kōshi-" She mumbled, her hands found the back of his head and started to massage his scalp a satisfied moan fell from his lips "I love you Y/n."

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The sun attacked the grey head's face and he turned towards the other side to protect his face then his nose touched something soft. Opening his eyes, hazel orbs met with her cute features. She was sleeping soundly and a caring smile crossed his lips. Peppering her face with small kisses alerted her and she slowly opened her eyes with a small moan. "Good morning." Sugawara said with a hushed tone. A smile appeared on her face and her arms wrapped around his neck "Morning, Kōshi." Hearing his name made his stomach churn in a good way, then he continued to pepper her face with kisses. All of a sudden she started to giggle and that made Sugawara giggle as well "What are you laughing at?" She tried to stop her giggles but failed "Your kisses tickles." Then his hands started to dance on her exposed stomach and she squeaked "Kōshi, no it tickles!"

Both of them were breathing heavily "I won." Sugawara laughed and plopped on his back, Y/n was trying to recover from all the tickling. Then she straightened up and turned towards her lover "Hey, lets take a bath I'll prepare it for us." Sugawara's cheeks started to heat up and he squeaked "Together...?" She turned towards him and grinned "Yeah."

Sugawara knocked on the bathroom door and heard a faint 'Come in.' Then slowly turned the doorknob the see Y/n taking off her undergarments. She gave him a genuine smile and got in "Come, Kōshi." He shyly smiled back and joined her in the bathtub, Y/n leaned her back on his chest and let out a blissful sigh. After enjoying the warmth of the water in comfortable silence, he tightened his hold on her waist. "Y/n, what can i do for you?" It was hushed like a whisper but he wanted her to hear it and she did. "Hmm, what do you mean by that?" He leaned his head on hers "Please, i don't care how much it costs if there's a way for your sickness let me-" She turned her head and locked eyes with him, she was smiling but it was almost sad. "You being here with me is enough, i told you im getting better Kōshi." Even tho she said that she was getting better, Kōshi didn't want to risk it, the thought of her getting even sicker or passing away brought tears in his eyes. "Are you sure Y/n? Maybe we can-" She shook her head and cut him off "No, i want both of us to enjoy this vacation together, you're going to leave after 2 weeks am i wrong?" His heart broke, he completely forgot about the fact that he was going to leave "No! I'm not gonna leave Y/n." She sighed and pecked his cheek "You're a teacher, you need to be on duty. We'll see each other in summer again." He shook his head and hugged her even tighter "I don't want to go, i cant wait till summer! Can't you come with me? We'll rent a house for you and it can be far away from the city?" She gave him a sad smiled and turned fully to face him, she sat on his legs and started to play with his cheeks "I can't come with you, i need to stay here. Also, my doctor is here." No matter what he said, she declined. "Let's fill these remaining weeks with good memories, we'll see each other again right?" He nodded with tears in his eyes and they sealed the promise with a sweet kiss.

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Two weeks passed by with them spending time together and each passing day, Sugawara fell more for her. The thought of leaving made him shake with sadness. Tonight was his last night in Turkey and they were currently sitting on the sand of the empty beach, enjoying each other's presence, then Y/n turned to her bag "I have a surprise for you." Sugawara raised a brow and smiled "Oh, really?" Then he saw a violin in her small hands, his eyes sparkled with happiness "You'll be playing for me?" He asked with excitement and she nodded, smiling. She got up and stared at the sea, Sugawara's eyes watched his lover carefully. She was beautiful and breathtaking in every way. Then she took a deep breath and an angelic melody reached his ears. Both of their hearts were beating like crazy, the piece was slow and sentimental. It almost sounded like a goodbye and the next thing he saw was the blurry image of her, he was tearing up. He just wanted to take her with him, find a solution and live happily together but the reality was cruel. Her delicate fingers danced on the strings and the other one gripped the bow softly. Creating a soft melody dance in the air. He listened to the captivating melody in silence and let the tears flow down.

"Did you like it K-" she turned to see him with red cheeks and teary eyes and sat next to him quickly wiping his tears away with her thumbs. "It was beautiful Y/n..." her arms lopped around his neck and enveloped him in a hug. They sat in silence and her fingers danced in his grey locks. He inhaled her sweet scent end let it calm him down. "You'll come to the airport tomorrow, right?" He asked with a shaky voice, pecking his cheek she squeezed his hand and flashed him the most beautiful smile "Of course! And don't worry I'll text you daily." He pouted in a childish manner "You better." that made her giggle she leaned towards him and their foreheads met "Next summer will be better Kōshi I'll fully recover, i promise." her eyes opened and admired his face "Just be healthy, we can always go on a vacation."

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Sugawara gripped his luggage, he was gripping it like his life depended on it his knuckles turned white and his heart was aching. He turned towards the love of his life and he saw the tears in her eyes. A quiet sob was heard from her lips and he enveloped her in a tight hug, her hands gripped his shirt and she buried her face on his chest. "Text me every day, every hour, every minute." She only hiccupped and nodded then whispered "I will..." He cupped her face with his palms and wiped her tears but he couldn't do anything for his own tears and let them flow "Take care of yourself, don't catch a cold, consume protein and vitamins also drink a lot of water, no alcohol and don't forget to-" She giggled "Don't you worry Kōshi I'm not a child, you take care of yourself too." He rubbed their noses together and placed a loving kiss on her lips. "I love you so much Y/n." She hugged him for the last time and inhaled his calming scent. "I love you, Kōshi." He checked his watch and gave her a sad look, she nodded and smiled. He started to walk towards the gates, his steps were heavy they almost screamed at him not to go. His heart was having a hard time beating and his eyes blurred with tears then he heard her beautiful voice "Kōshi!" he instantly turned and saw her waving her hands in the air "Have a safe flight, i love you so much, I'll be waiting for you!" He smiled with tears in his eyes then waved his hands in the air "When you get better, I'll take you to Japan!" she gave him a thumbs up and continued to wave, he laughed and walked to his gate with a smile on his face.

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His friends came to welcome him, they were expecting a happy and energetic Sugawara but instead they saw a guy with puffy and red eyes, his eyes looked empty and sad. They both ran up to him "Sugawara, what happened?!" He broke down and started to sob uncontrollably, Asahi grabbed his luggage and Daichi led him to his car, then Sugawara started to tell them about his lover's sickness between loud sobs and they couldn't do anything but listen to him with sad looks on their faces. Daichi was driving and Sugawara was sitting at the front. Asahi was at the back then he leaned forward and touched the grey head's shoulder with a comforting manner. "Is there something we can do, Sugawara?" Daichi asked with a small glint of hope in his eyes, Asahi nodded and added "Yeah, if the problem is money we can collect it together." Sugawara shook his head and the tears continued to flow from his eyes. "No, apparently the tumors are too big and she wouldn't survive." He cupped his face with his hands, they tried everything to cheer him up but failed. "I'm sorry for dropping the mood." He apologized between sobs and Daichi turned to him with a frown on his face "You are our best friend, your pain is our pain, don't you ever say that." Asahi let out a sound of approval and voiced his opinion "I'm actually happy that you shared your problem with us." He looked at his friends and tried to give them a smile but it looked more like a grimace.

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He finally got home and ran to the shower, after taking a quick one he immediately opened his phone and saw a message from you, his heart pounded

Y/n: When you get home, please text me!

A sigh of relief left his lips and instead of texting he found your name on his contacts and pressed the call button, after three rings you opened with an energetic tone "Kōshi! Are you home?" Your beautiful voice ringed in his ears "Yeah." his voice cracked and you stayed silent for a while "Y/n?" He heard her sigh "Kōshi you didn't cry, did you?" He cleared his throat and tried to compose himself, he didn't want to make you sad. "N-no, i just fell asleep on the way home and i guess it wore me out." He let out a fake laugh and tried to ease her worry "Oh, don't you dare feel sad ok?" She raised her voice in a scolding tone and he smiled "You too, stay positive." You hummed and both of you listened to each others breathing in silence "Then, since you just came I'll hang up so you can clean and organize your stuff." he let out a small 'okay' "I love you Kōshi, call you later." He smiled "I love you too." then she hung up.

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Days, weeks and months passed by with late-night phone calls and facetimes. You told him that you were getting better and better and reassured him saying you were eating all of your meals and going on early walks. Both of you even started to make plans for the summer and you promised him to play your violin for him. Everything was going to be okay, relief washed over him.

Sugawara just came back from his works and decided to give you a call, you loved hearing about his day and it always made his day. There was a small smile on his face, he pressed 'call' and waited to hear your voice, after a couple of rings the ringing stopped and he thought you picked "Hey Y/n! I-" then a monotone voice cut him off "The person your calling is busy now, please try again later." It got on voicemail and he furrowed his brows. Hanging up he sent a quick text.

Sugawara: Just came back from work, call me when you're back!

Multiple scenarios started to appear on his head and he shooed them away, you were okay just busy. At the end of the day, you always call him back and listen to his day while working on your new violin piece. He walked towards the bathroom and decided to clean himself up. Then after getting clean he decided to eat dinner and quickly fixed up some edible stuff. During his time in Turkey, you cooked him multiple dishes and he loved every single one of them. He missed your cooking and his thoughts started to get cloudy with your memories again. He searched for his phone and looked at his text, it was still on delivered. A frown appeared on his face and he tried calling you again.

"The person your calling is busy now, please try again later."

An hour

Again.

"The person your calling is busy now, please try again later."

Two hours

Again.

"The person your calling is busy now, please try again later."

Three hours.

Again

"The person your calling is busy now, please try again later."

Panic started to rise in him and he quickly called Daichi, after listening to his friend's worries Daichi pursed his lips and started to think. "Maybe she went to see her friends?" Tears started to form in Sugawara's eyes and she shook his head "No Daichi, she always texts or calls me before going somewhere!" Daichi didn't want to be pessimistic after hearing his friend's shaky breaths and tried his best to calm him down "Okay Sugawara, take a deep breath everything is gonna be fine, want me to come over?" Sugawara replied with a 'yes please' then hung up. He walked towards his bedroom and plopped on the bed with his phone in his hand, he looked at the multiple delivered texts:

Sugawara: Y/n where are you?

Sugawara: Y/n please call me

Sugawara: I'm trying to reach you for hours, you are worrying me

Sugawara: Y/n please

He sobbed and prayed for your wellbeing, his hand clenched the phone and waited for his friend to come, he didn't know what to do... Then an idea popped up in his head, he dashed towards the living room and found his laptop sitting on the table. Opening it, he quickly looked at the plane tickets and found a flight to Turkey at 5 in the morning without thinking twice, he quickly booked a ticket and started to pack his things. He quickly called the school principal and wanted an emergency leave luckily, the principal wasn't heartless.

*Ding dong* he dashed towards the door and his eyes met with a worried Daichi "Suga, you okay?" Sugawara quickly nodded his head and led him towards his living room "What the-" clothes were everywhere, there was an open suitcase sitting on the floor with a laptop next to it. "What are you doing, Sugawara?" He turned towards his friends "I'm flying to Turkey this morning, i already asked for permission from the principal." Daichi's eyes widened "Sugawara arent you making rushed decisions, are you sure they are good for you?" Sugawara furrowed his bros "Daichi, i need to see her as soon as possible." Sugawara was a grown man so there wasn't much his friends could do. "Maybe you should wait for a bit, what if she's busy?" Sugawara shook his head "She never goes somewhere far away without letting me know." Daichi averted his eyes to the floor and prayed *I hope she's alright...* Then his eyes looked at Sugawara, there was no trace of his old energetic friend.

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*Beep beep beep* He quickly got up from his bed and grabbed his suitcase. He got his car's keys and started to drive towards the airport. His heart was beating like crazy, then the car came to a stop with the red light and he quickly grabbed his phone, sending Daichi a quick text.

Sugawara: On my way to the airport, be back soon.

After driving for nearly an hour he parked his car somewhere safe and walked towards the security, the security greeted him "Good morning, sir." He nodded and greeted back. Then he speed-walked to grab his ticket and while waiting for the lady to give him his ticket, he sent a text, to you.

Sugawara: I'm coming, love.

The lady handed the ticket with a small smile on her face and he snatched it like a cat then dashed towards the gates. "Dear Turkey passengers, this is the last call. Please go to gate 107." His eyes looked for the gate and hazel eyes spotted the number '107' not paying attention to his surroundings he quickly made his way towards the gate and waited for the check-in.

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After his plane landed, he quickly called for an uber and gave him your address. His eyes looked at the surroundings and his heart filled with nostalgia a couple of months ago, he was here with you hugging and crying while driving to the airport. "I'm coming Y/n."

"Hope you have a good day sir." The uber dropped him of, his eyes looked the small house and his heart pounded in his ears, he quickly walked towards the front door and ring the bell. He tapped his foot and scratched the back of his neck, then he ringed again. His heartbeat quickened and a lump formed in his throat just then... *click* His eyes widened and just when he was about to attack you with a hug a middle-aged woman came to his view. "Hello, is Y/n here?" He asked with a panicked expression, the woman gave him a weird look and a young woman appeared behind her "Oh, how can we help you?" Her voice was weak and filled with sadness. "My name is Sugawara Kōshi I'm looking for Y/n L/n, I'm her lover." The young woman's eyes widened and she opened the door "Please... Come inside."

She led him towards Y/n's living room and the memories came crashing back at him. The woman quickly poured him a cup of tea and sat down, the middle-aged woman looked at him with silence. The young lady opened her mouth "I'm Y/n's aunt, and this is my mother, we are here because..." Sugawara gripped the mug in his hands and prayed but "Y/n, she passed away." Her sobs filled the room and Y/n grandma started to wipe her own tears while muttering her prayers. The world stopped; her voice, her smile, her tears, her scent, her laugh, pout... Everything started to appear before his eyes and he couldn't process it, she can't be gone. She was right here, she texted him yesterday morning. This cant be true, he placed the mug on the small table and caged his head with his hands "My Y/n..." His tears dripped on his knees her aunt and grandmother looked at him with sad eyes and let him mourn for the loss of his lover. "C-can i please see her room?" He tried to speak between hiccups and her aunt nodded he slowly climbed up the stairs and opened the door to her room, her scent filled his nose and his knees wobbled he walked up to her bed and took one of the pillows. Pressing is to his nose, her scent made its way to his lungs but her warmth was absent. He poured his feelings out and started to cry his loud sobs filled the room and her aunt closed the door to let him be. "You told me you were getting better..." His runny nose made it hard for him to breathe but he didn't care, he looked at the bed and remembered the mornings he had with you. When you looked at him through your half-lidded eyes and gave him a sleepy smile, when you spent the night in each other's presence, when you sat on top of him and had tickle fights... He wanted to wake up from this nightmare and wanted to see you laying beside him, greeting him with a soft 'Good morning.' But no... The room smelled like you, then where were you? After staying in your room for twenty minutes he walked down the stairs and saw your aunt sitting on the couch with some papers in her hands, when she felt his presence he motioned for him to come "Please have a seat." He obeyed and sat down, facing her. "This is for you..." She hold out some papers and he took it, the moment he realized what it was, tears came back. Music notes were everywhere, it was a piece for him... The piece had a small note at the end 'For my Kōshi' then her signature at the bottom. Her aunt cleared her throat "Her sickness, got worse. She told us she was feeling great, turns out she was just trying to be optimistic about it..." Sugawara's heart was shattered into pieces after all this time you were just trying to look happy and healthy because you didn't want him to feel sad. He felt so disgusted with himself he was so selfish while you were having a conflict with those tumors he was just being selfish, he gripped the piece and pressed it on his chest, then he looked at the name of the piece and all he could hear was your laughter playing on and on in his mind.

Piece: Summer Breeze

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did this on twitter for hana and bon! i’ll put all their answers under the cut, please enjoy <3

HANA:

1. what's their favorite beverage - alcoholic and/or non-alcoholic? hana likes nice, comforting warm drinks like hot chocolate and apple cider, he hasn't really had experience with alcoholic drinks 2. what's their favorite flavor? (spicy, sweet, sour, etc.) umami tbh, some nice hearty savory stew flavors 3. what's their favorite food? BEEF Clapping hands sign STEW Clapping hands sign he also like sweets, pastries and candies and whatnot 4. breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, snacks - which do they look forward to the most? dinner cause he imagines it as a family meal, and also it's the heartiest meal 5. do they have a food or flavor they absolutely hate? bland things like.. boiled green beans.. like.. wet tasteless vegetables.. he is not a fan but who is tbh 6. can they tolerate spicy food? yeah! he likes some good heat in his meals 7. what is their favorite animal? DRAGONS! cause they're cool. also... because baby. 8. what do they wear to bed? boxers or nothing in his own home, in the castle tho he wears like. pj bottoms. 9. what position do they like to sleep in? curled up around a pillow or in a blanket, or flopped on his belly 10. are they a morning person or a night owl? he would like to be a morning person, but he tends to get excited about whatever he's working on and accidentally staying up late, which then makes him sleep in late.. 11. are they a heavy sleeper or do they wake up easily? HEAVY SLEEPER. the boy sleeps like a rock. 12. it's a rainy day, what will they do cooped up inside all day? hana has a WHOLE ROOM of stuff to work on. he tries to get old tech up and running again (with.. limited resources) or to get it to be useful in other ways. 13. do they have a favorite scent or smell? honestly... musty smell of city that was cut off and unused for a thousand years. 14. what do they smell like? do they wear perfume or cologne? a little bit sweaty, a little musty from hanging out in an abandoned city, a little like oil, wood shavings.. he smells like whatever he's been working on. he tries to just smell neutral around other people. 15. baths or showers? BATHS! BUBBLES! RELAX TIME!! taking time just to be hana. nice. 16. how good are they at cooking? it's not gourmet or anything but he can cook a tasty meal. he's worse at baking but he's practicing!! 17. what's their favorite time of year and why? winter!!! pretty snow.. relaxing quiet.. getting to go inside and get all warm and cozy.. nice. 18. do they have a favorite holiday? tbh i dont know what holidays there are in kos world... i oughta think of that.. but anything with people getting together and celebrating together is something he'd like to participate in someday 19. do they prefer buying or receiving gifts? buying!!!! hana loves giving gifts. tbh he doesn't receive a lot of gifts. maybe like.. a jar of jam one time and it made him cry. he kept the jar. 20. how tall are they, and how do they feel about their height? 4' even. he's fine with his height tbh, his insecurities come in when he thinks about what OTHER people think about his height. he definitely recognizes that he looks different than everyone he's been around. 21. can they play any instruments? not really.. he made a guitar once. was NOT good at it. 22. do they have a nice singing voice? NO! cant keep a tune to save his life, but he's the only one (besides baby) who's heard him sing so it really hasn't mattered 23. do they talk to themselves? YES! it could seem like he's talking to baby, but really... she can be asleep or somewhere else and he's just still talking to himself. who else does he have to talk to?! let him live. 24. do they enjoy music? what kind? tbh he probably enjoys "old timey" music he found in the ancient city so like.. synth pop LMAO 25. do they make friends easily? yes! surprisingly, from his popularity in the town. he had a bad first impression whoops. but he's just very charming and sweet and wants to be your friend. 26. surprise birthday party! how do they react? crying. happy crying. but a lot of crying. he won't stop. please stop crying hana. second surprise party would go over better, he'd just cry at the beginning and then have fun at the party. 27. what is their favorite flower, if they have one? hydrangea.. symbolize heartfelt emotions 28. how does your character feel about wearing jewelry? neutral? i like putting him in a lot of jewelry, but it's not something he'd do himself. besides like. his ear and nose piercings (and the other one lol) those are kind of special. he's had those since before he can remember 29. if they wear jewelry, what's their favorite piece? his teal earrings! he was gifted those (one of the like 2 gifts he's received lol) by someone very important to him 30. fashion forward or fashion disaster? fashion neutral? he's definitely not fashionable when he dresses himself (in the clothes he made himself lmao) but he's not like.. offensively disastrous 31. what kind of underwear does your character wear? boxer briefs? for comfort. that's hana's goal picking out his own clothes. comfort. 32. do they wear makeup? what kind? not regularly but he's not against it. he likes looking pretty. he likes eyeliners especially but will sit there and let u put whatever on his face. 33. do they paint their nails? HELL YEAH he paints his toenails since he works with his hands and it'd chip off. after bath nail painting time. paints baby's claws too. 34. are they quick to get haircuts or do they often let it grow out? after his introduction to the townspeople with his hair that had been grown out for years and NOT well taken care of.. he keeps up with haircuts now. he doesn't want to give people reasons to dislike him lmao 35. do they know how to whistle? through the front gap in his fangs yes 36. or how to braid hair? he knows how to braid his own hair for sure. he hasn't had other hair to practice on but he would know how to braid like.. leather cord or stuff for other crafts projects. so i think he'd be good at it. he'd learn like fancy patterns and such 37. are they scared if anything in nature - bugs, snakes, lightning, being on the water, etc.? lightning and storms definitely. he spent his formative years under a mountain, safe from all that, any sort of dangerous weather freaks him out. 38. have they ever thought they were about to die? not that he remembers. but there were times. 39. how do they react to getting sick? a big baby. snuggled up in a thousand blankets with chicken noodle soup and hot teas. 40. are they afraid of blood? not especially? he's been injured before and had to patch himself up. bad injuries tho... lots of blood..... he wouldn't do great with that. 41. how do they earn money? hana builds and repairs stuff for the town mostly in exchange for produce and such. he doesn't really.. have money. 42. are they satisfied with their occupation or long to do something else? he enjoys helping people, so in that way he's satisfied. he'd rather people were more interested in his side job of repairing old tech and making his own tech stuff but... that's not legal. 43. how creative are they? quite creative! he has a number of different crafting hobbies and is always looking for more. he's not great at like.. like if you gave him a paintbrush and were like 'paint' he would just paint whatever was in front of him. not some imagined thing. 44. do they know how to draw? how skilled are they? he's good at like.. accurately drawn schematics? technical drawings. i dont think he would be great at like. portraits tho. like. he could probably draw an accurate face but it'd like completely lifeless. 45. what do they carry around with them during the day (ie in their pockets, a bag, a purse...) 1) a baby 2) his tablet, that's what's with him all the time.. except rn in the story.. when he is without both.. :( 46. do they have a sweet tooth? OH YEAH. he doesn't get a lot of sweets where he is (he's working on learning how to bake them) so he really enjoys good sweets when he gets his hand on them 47. haute cuisine or cheap eats? hana likes good homemade food, i guess cheap eats would be the closer of the two 48. do they know how to swim? HONESTLY.. PROBABLY NOT.. boy has not been around water much 49. do they have any scars? how did they get them? nah! at this point he is more or less scar free. i'm sure he has a few tiny ones from like.. when baby was playing a bit too wildly or something and he got a nasty little scratch but nothing like... big. 50. what kind of handwriting do they have? neat, messy, cursive, MESSY. like a kid who was never really taught how to write. he usually writes on his tablet, which has been taught how to recognize his handwriting and converts it to readable text.

BON:

bon can be hard so on questions where it's not really applicable now (like.. favorite foods and the like), i'll just go with what WOULD have been the case. when he was younger. 1. what's their favorite beverage - alcoholic and/or non-alcoholic? flavored sparkling waters, he likes the bubbles. he likes high alcohol content drinks, so it does its job. 2. what's their favorite flavor? (spicy, sweet, sour, etc.) he likes fresh, citrus-y flavors, whatever category that slots into. 3. what's their favorite food? THE ALL POWERFUL ORANGE, a good orange is a treat for bon 4. breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, snacks - which do they look forward to the most? snacks, cause he can generally eat them alone and not be judged 5. do they have a food or flavor they absolutely hate? puddings and yogurts and stuff like that, soft foods 6. can they tolerate spicy food? a fair amount, but he does have limits (he will not admit it) 7. what is their favorite animal? farm animals, especially working animals, they're nice and usually calm, bon likes that 8. what do they wear to bed? either whatever he's wearing at the time he knocks out or nothin 9. what position do they like to sleep in? huddled in a corner 10. are they a morning person or a night owl? BOTH! he's not a sleeper. if you find him sleeping its because he was probably up the past 3+ days and he just knocked out. 11. are they a heavy sleeper or do they wake up easily? if he's sleeping cause he hadn't slept the past week, he doesn't wake up easily, but if it's a purposeful rest he wakes up to a pin dropping. also re: bon sleeping, he technically can go without sleep indefinitely but he has to go into his lava form to kinda.. refresh his stats so to speak 12. it's a rainy day, what will they do cooped up inside all day? pre-incident: read! study! practice magic. post-incident: think about mortality and stare at a wall 13. do they have a favorite scent or smell? fresh air on a cool day. but he's also nostalgic about the stink smell of a tavern. 14. what do they smell like? do they wear perfume or cologne? ash and smoke. and on special days ;) burnt flesh ;) he doesn't wear perfume or cologne, he just smells weird all the time. 15. baths or showers? showers, a quick spray down and then he's out of the water as quick as possible. 16. how good are they at cooking? QUITE! bon can cook and he can cook good. he's stayed with a lot of families over the years and learned a lot of good tricks and recipes, plus what he learned from when he was growing up and would somewhat regularly cook for himself. 17. what's their favorite time of year and why? summer. he does well in the heat. also the days are longest. bon likes it when it's light out. 18. do they have a favorite holiday? bon doesn't like holidays! cause holidays come with traditions. and traditions come with expectations. and expectations come with punishments. 19. do they prefer buying or receiving gifts? giving, i guess? receiving gifts can come with a price. but it's nice to give a gift and know you expect nothing in return. 20. how tall are they, and how do they feel about their height? bonk is 5'9", he's fine with it 21. can they play any instruments? YES!!! he can play a variety, his favorites are harp and fiddle, though he also can play a mean flute, though that was mostly from his upbringing so he doesn't like it all too much 22. do they have a nice singing voice? YES!!!!! he has a most beautiful voice. he can rouse a room with a good folk song or bring a room to tears with a mournful ballad 23. do they talk to themselves? ahahaha yes. we have already seen this in comic. bon struggles with differentiating between reality and his.. imagination i guess. so. that can often lead to him just talking to himself. 24. do they enjoy music? what kind? yes! bon enjoys all sorts of music, but mostly songs you can sing along to. bar songs, shanties, ballads, he enjoys them all. he like songs that have an emotion to them if that makes sense. 25. do they make friends easily? NO. bon is both unfriendly and untrusting. however. if you are nice to him but once........... he Will die for you. and he will die for any child. loves childs. 26. surprise birthday party! how do they react? POORLY. either confused why people thought it would be a fun idea or angry that he was caught off guard. now... if you do it right..... have the surprise just be like.. a cake waiting at home or something.. a quiet night.. he will appreciate it. he Will die for you. 27. what is their favorite flower, if they have one? daffodil.. rebirth.. eternal life.. unrequited love.. perfect 28. how does your character feel about wearing jewelry? he's not a huge fan tbh. makes him feel like someone's shiny show piece. but he does like an earring or two or three 29. if they wear jewelry, what's their favorite piece? he doesn't wear jewelry regularly :( but he likes earrings! he likes little hoops that go on the top of his big ears 30. fashion forward or fashion disaster? more fashion forward than a disaster. he doesn't dress himself like.. super well.. cause his clothing tends to not last super long, but he knows how to look good 31. what kind of underwear does your character wear? NONE he's flying free 32. do they wear makeup? what kind? again, not any regularly, but will rock a good eyeliner if offered 33. do they paint their nails? no lmao good luck painting his lava nails, he'll melt ur brush, oh god and im sure the smell of burning nail polish is just awful 34. are they quick to get haircuts or do they often let it grow out? he cuts his hair pretty frequently (not well) he cuts like.. parts at a time. like 'hm this section looks a lil long' CHOP~ 35. do they know how to whistle? like a got damn bird 36. or how to braid hair? yes! he is good at this. 37. are they scared if anything in nature - bugs, snakes, lightning, being on the water, etc.? not really? he's had a lot of experience living outdoors so things that may have scared him at one point have been dealt with and most things it's like 'well i cant die so it really doesnt matter', cold and rain it's like 'well ill get real hecked up for a while but.. whatever' 38. have they ever thought they were about to die? YES! quite a few times, though not anymore lmao. one of the first times he ran away from home and nearly starved to death, the... incident, and when he was turned into a basbeo, just to name a few 39. how do they react to getting sick? pretending like he's not. pushing himself too hard until he cannot pretend anymore. nowadays tho.. he just turn into lava man and boom. all better. 40. are they afraid of blood? nah, he's seen plenty of it by this point to just not even register it. not even mostly his own! see this isn't a sad answer. 41. how do they earn money? HE DON'T! what use does a dog have for money u feel me 42. are they satisfied with their occupation or long to do something else? bon was basically a travelling bard at one point and oh boy he longs to go back to those days. his current occupation of 'guy who steals, kidnaps, murders and destroys on command' just isn't fulfilling for him. 43. how creative are they? i'd say pretty creative. he's not really doing anything with it right now, but he's a pretty imaginative guy. 44. do they know how to draw? how skilled are they? i think so! i figure that would be part of his lessons when he was younger. so he's probably.. too good at it. opposite of hana, where he's be good at portraiture and like.. pretty scenes. this also makes me think of little bon running around and putting lil devil horns on his mom's portraits 45. what do they carry around with them during the day (ie in their pockets, a bag, a purse...) doesn't really have.. a lot of things.. in the same vein tho, that jacket he wears, he's had for a while, and it's been through a lot now (i.e. the missing bottom) but. it's something he repairs and takes care of. it's special to him. for reasons. 46. do they have a sweet tooth? not especially, he doesn't like Sugar Sweet stuff, but he does like.. apples n stuff. he'll eat a peach croissant and enjoy it. everything in balance. 47. haute cuisine or cheap eats? cheap eats: more food for less 48. do they know how to swim? yes but he doesn't do it anymore cause he'll get too cold and seize up and lava man will just become a rock. he can use like.. hot tubs and very warm baths. he CAN enjoy those. 49. do they have any scars? how did they get them? well! bon had scars previous to his charred limbs (you'll see them soon) from being burned. because of.. reasons. i never know how depressing to get when talking about bon :( anyways, his charred limbs didn't happen immediately after becoming a basbeo. it basically happens when there's like.. a struggle for control between bon, his elemental, and who or whatever (maighstir, priomh, tera, his cuffs, etc.) is trying to control bon's transformation abilities. like either trying to use more power than he's being allowed, or to resist using it at all. they feel weird and crusty and leathery and warm! so the last one is kind of nice. it is unpleasant to hold his hand. 50. what kind of handwriting do they have? neat, messy, cursive, BOY CAN'T WRITE ANYMORE! he used to have really neat cursive handwriting like.. calligraphy style.

#hana #bonic #kings of sorts #my city now

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crimson-snowfall · 4 years

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I like your HC about the drunken MC:) May I get the HC for Theo and Isaac if they were the drunken ones and find their MC in bedroom after drinking with Arthur (Theo) or Leo (Isaac) Hope you understand what I mean, english is not my mother language

Sorry this took long, I expected the first week of uni to be chill but hecc no it wasn’t ;w; Mentions of sex ahead but nothing too detailed as always

Ikevamp HC request: Drunk!Theo and Drunk!Isaac

Theo

You giggled as you heard Theo cursing from the hallway. Arthur must’ve won in their little game that night, and you could hear the flirtatious author teasing and taunting your lover, aggravating him further.

You opened the door to find Arthur about to knock, supporting a very drunk Theo on his shoulders. Usually it’s the other way round, but Arthur got particularly peeved the other day when Theo brought up about how Arthur is such a terrible drunk. Tonight’s incident must be his revenge.

Arthur was obviously drunk himself but not as drunk the angry drunk beside him. Once the two of you have finally set Theo down on his bed, Arthur tried flirting with you. He almost landed a kiss on your forehead when a pillow came flying to intercept and landed square on his face.

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE BEFORE I KILL YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS, YOU FUCKING KLOOTZAK!” Your lover was fuming with rage, while his friend seemed to be out of sorts from the impact of the pillow.

With that, you hurriedly ushered Arthur out of the room before he does anything to further enrage angry drunk Theo. Sebastian happened to be passing by and volunteered to take Arthur to his room.

Theo has calmed down a little now that his nuisance of a friend is finally gone, but he is still evidently upset that Arthur tried to make a move on you, in front of him no less. The moment you were within his reach, Theo had you pinned down on his bed, smothering your forehead with fiery kisses.

“Hondje is mine. Won’t let that bastard’s stench cling on to you.” Theo then proceeded to kiss every inch of exposed skin on your clothed body, and when that wasn’t enough, he began taking off your clothes.

“…Theo, he didn’t even get to touch me.”

“Don’t care. I want you.” The movement of his hands as he stripped you were rather erratic, so you helped him before he gets too impatient with the buttons of your blouse and rips it off, just like last time. “How did you end up this drunk anyway, Theo?”

“Don’t know, don’t ask,” was all he said in response before his mouth crashed against the bare skin of your chest, hungry for your flesh. Soon enough you smelled of Theo and his alcohol.

After licking you all up, he switched places with you, straddling you against his hips. “Take lead, hondje.” Theo commanded in a husky voice, eyes dark with drunken lust.

Theo rarely gives you the opportunity to be in charge, so that night was a golden opportunity, and you’re not about to mess it up. This time, you’ll make him feel so good that he’ll be compelled to let you take charge more often.

You fucked Theo so good that the next morning he woke up hungover with pleasure, and he could still feel you on his skin even though you weren’t exactly next to him.

He walked over to you by the mirror where you were fixing your hair and embraced you from behind, planting a kiss on your nape.

“Who told you its acceptable to have me wake up without you in my arms after spending a night with me, hondje?”

You only turned around and kissed him good morning on the lips in response. A smug smile formed on his lips as he breathed in your scent.

As much as Theo would want to keep things that way, he figured it would be too much to have you work around smelling like him and alcohol… and the lovebites on your neck are more than enough proof of who your master is.

The two of you still have an hour before breakfast, so he took you to the thermae. “It’s a master’s job to bathe his hondje, so come with me.”

Isaac

Isaac absolutely detests drinking alcohol because of his abysmal tolerance. However, if there’s one person in the mansion aside from you that he can’t just bring himself to say no to, it has to be Leonardo since Isaac idolizes this man a lot.

Leo promised that they won’t be drinking anything hard. True to his words, the liquor didn’t emit any strong odor and the alcoholic taste was rather faint in contrast to its surprisingly sweet flavor.

Normally it would take Isaac just a couple of drinks to start feeling tipsy, so he took a few more drinks, relishing the flavor without any apparent signs of the consequences yet. Leo just watched on in mild amusement.

Isaac was enjoying the feeling of drinking and not showing any signs of intoxication that he might’ve drank too fast and eagerly for his own good. By the time the sudden intoxication kicked in, he had about twice as much as Leo had.

“A fine bottle of sweet liquor, but I’m afraid you mustn’t have too much in such little time,” Leo took the glass from the dazed Isaac’s trembling hands, before taking him up to his room.

You just finished sorting through the books Isaac left earlier when the pureblood invited him for a drink when you heard a knock on the door. You opened it to see Leo supporting your half-asleep lover on his shoulder.

Isaac is fairly lightweight so you had no trouble taking him from Leo and leading him down to the bed yourself. You sent off Leo with a few words of gratitude for looking after your lover.

You just finished tucking the sleepy drunk in his bed and were about to leave when he pulled you down next to him. He had the familiar reddish tint on his cheeks that matched his hair, and the expression he wore at that time made him look rather vulnerable.

Isaac wrapped you in a tight embrace and nuzzled against crook of your neck. “Stay…” he pleaded you with his soft voice. Of course, you obliged and voiced your agreement by returning his embrace and with a kiss on the top of his head.

The two of you stayed in that position for a while, with Isaac licking and kissing your neck and every now and then, but never biting down like he normally would when he’s giving your neck some attention.

When he finally pulled back, Isaac had a dreamy look in his eyes as he looked at you.

“You know what… I think I never told you this before… but… you’re so beautiful.”

While Isaac wasn’t very good with expressing his emotions, you were pretty sure that at least at one point he has called you beautiful. Perhaps it’s a side effect of the alcohol? This wasn’t the first time you tended to a drunk Isaac though, and the last time he basically turned into a giant blob of sex hormones and did you until he himself passed out from drunken exhaustion.

“In fact… you’re so beautiful… I had to look up on the skies to make sure that the universe is still there…”

“Why?”

“Because you’re… more beautiful… than all of the galaxies combined. Ridiculous it may seem… I thought that the universe… may have taken human form.” His speech may be sluggish, but your lover sure isn’t holding back from dishing out sweet words. Considering the sweet scent of his breath, did he perhaps turn into a giant ball of fluff this time? Or is this him being honest with his feelings as a typical consequence of drunkenness?

Isaac cupped your cheeks affectionately and squeezed it softly. “Beautiful. Lovely. Tasty. You’re the goddess I want to… believe in. What more… can I ask for?”

His sudden change in behavior is starting to get to you and before long you were redder than an apple, not being used to showered with such tooth-rooting sweet words.

Isaac went on for another half an hour praising you and confessing even his naughtiest thoughts about you, and halfway through you just ran out of words that you could just nod in acknowledgement of his words as you repeatedly attempt to hide your face on his chest, only to have him sabotage your attempts by capturing your lips in soft but warm kisses.

Isaac eventually fell asleep, but he kept you locked up in his embrace, and his sweet words and naughty confessions kept you up half of the night. When you asked him in the morning whether he recalls everything he said last night, he grew incredibly flustered and went silent for a whole minute, averting his gaze but still not letting you go from his embrace.

Finally, he spoke in a barely audible whisper, growing redder with each word. “Whether I was drunk or not… I think I meant most of the things I said last night.”

If I’m not mistaken, “klootzak” means “asshole” in Dutch

Last three requests to be posted within this week or until next next week, I’m still working on the last 2 fics of my fic series for this month so yup

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikemen series #ikevamp theo #ikevamp theodorus #ikevamp isaac #ikemen vampire theo #ikemen vampire theodorus #ikemen vampire isaac #ikevamp headcanon #ikevamp headcanons #ikevamp hc #ikevamp hcs #ikemen headcanon #ikemen headcanons #ikemen hc #ikemen hcs #ikemen vampire headcanon #ikemen vampire headcanons

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lifeofroos · 3 years

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Part 45. Okay, water of the river Styx is not a drink, but it is a fluid, sooo...

In short: Nico gets therapy from Dionysus. In this chapter, they confront the voices that have been plaguing Nico. The rest can be found on AO3 and FanFiction.net! And also in Tumblr-tags like Dionysus, Nico di Angelo, hurt/comfort etc.

This might be crazy: Chapter 45: Stygian Water Instead of me eating at the Apollo table with Will, Will ate at the Hades table with me. I didn’t know what the other campers knew, but I did notice they kept looking at me. In between shoving pancakes down my throat, I glanced at Dionysus, until he stood up and sat down across from me and Will.

‘I see you have taken my advice.’

‘Yes. I am eating. A lot.’ I stuffed another pancake into my mouth.

‘That’s his seventh pancake,’ Will confirmed. He was chewing on an apple. Oh, how the tables had turned.

‘Hestia already told me that she would be coming along,’ I said.

Dionysus slowly rolled an apple around. ‘Was that all she said?’

‘No.’

‘I thought so.’ Just in time, he stopped the apple from rolling off the table.

Will sighed. ‘Can I come, too?’

He hadn’t even stopped talking or Dionysus shook his head. ‘No. Too dangerous.’

‘I don’t mean I’ll follow you to the place where he’ll meet the primordials, but just to the Underworld. I can stay in the palace or something. Persephone knows me.’

‘The answer is no.’

Will sighed again and laid his head on the table. ‘I am worried too, you know.’

‘I never thought otherwise. Still, you can’t come to the underworld. We don’t want you to get hurt.’

‘Hmpf.’

I ate the rest of my pancakes and some fruit. After that, I kissed Will on the lips. ‘I swear on the river Styx I’ll see you again.’

He pulled me into a hug. ‘You better.’

Once he let me go, I noticed he glared at Dionysus for a second, before he helped me get up.

Hades was already waiting in front the gates of his palace. Persephone was dawdling around behind him. When she saw us, she put her hands on her hips. ‘Didn’t Will Solace come?’

I nodded towards Dionysus. ‘He was not allowed.’

Persephone gave her brother an angry look. ‘Why not?’

‘Too dangerous.’

‘Well…’

‘I say we do this as soon as possible, before he gets hungry again,’ Hades interrupted her. Persephone rolled her eyes.

Dionysus nodded, before looking back at me. ‘We have to wait for Hestia.’

Hades did not ask why we had invited Hestia. She came within minutes, we looked at each other and silently agreed that yes, it was time to go.

There was a small platform near the banks of the Styx. I had seen it a few times while walking through the Underworld, but I had never asked what it was for. Now I knew.

Dionysus gripped me by my shoulders and led me to the middle of the platform. I looked over my shoulder, at Hestia and dad, who stayed near the beginning. Dad looked nervous. Hestia was as calm as ever, which made me feel a little better.

‘Nico?’

‘Yes.’ I turned my head around. In front of me was the Styx.

‘Okay. Take a deep breath.’ I did. The fumes of the river tickled my lungs. ‘Again. What do you feel?’

I felt the air prickling in my lungs and coursing through my body. My heartrate slowed down. ‘I feel calm. Calmer,’ I muttered. I felt the Styx as well, but I could handle that.

‘Good. Then your body is relaxing. Now, how is your mind?’

My mind was a mess. I did some more breathing excersises, until I began to feel closer to the Styx. After a few minutes, it was all I could see. ‘I see the Styx. The turmoil is calming down.’

‘Keep focussing on the Styx. Tell me when it is dry.’

I did not know what he meant with ‘when it is dry,’ but I let it go. I let it all drift away on the river, until the river itself was gone, as if it had run dry... Oh. ‘I think it is dry.’

‘Concentrate on the drought. Don’t worry if it takes a few times.’ Dionysus’ voice seemed to be coming from some place far away. I was a little afraid to concentrate on the nothing in my mind and it slipped through my fingers. I tried it again. The Styx went dry once more and there was nothing, until even nothing left. I was in a trance. I was somewhere completely different.

Dionysus kept his hands on Nico’s shoulders for a few minutes, until he was sure Nico was in trance. Slowly, he let the boy go and took a few steps back. He seemed stable.

Dionysus stepped further away, until he was near the edge of the platform. Far away enough if something dangerous were to happen, but close enough to quickly run back in case it was necessary.

Hades twiddled his thumbs. ‘What if something goes wrong?’

Hestia folded her hands together. ‘It can always go wrong, but it hasn’t yet. There is no use thinking about it.’

‘I am still doing it.’

‘Don’t.’

Hades stared at the floor. He realised that if Hestia hadn’t been there, he would probably have been in a panic. Just don’t, he thought, just don’t think about it.

‘Who is he? He is ours. How can somebody be yours?’

What? Me? What am I hearing?

‘Nico? Can you hear me?’

I took a deep breath. Chunks of the Underworld coursed through my body. ‘Dionysus?’

‘It’s me. Do you hear the voices of the Elder Gods?’

‘I don’t know. I am hearing something, at least.’

‘I would call that disrespectful. He just doesn’t recognise us, he cannot do anything about that. He should know! No-one ever told him.’

On second thoughts. ‘Yes. I think I hear the voices of the Elder Gods.’

‘Is there a difference between the voices you usually hear and voices that are kinder to you?’

Negative! You are talking him down, what do you think? What negative! The kid deserves it!

‘Eh... I think so, yes.’

‘Try to seperate them into different groups.’

Oh gods. Sure. If I knew what that meant, I would.

‘He is ours! Ours!’ ‘He can’t be yours.’ ‘He is!’

Was I doing it? I thought so. Yet, I could not be entirely sure, or could I? Who was really... who did I know and who was new?’

‘He’s ours and he’ll come to Tartarus to find us!’

Perhaps I was sure after all. ‘I...’

‘You’re doing great. Keep going.’

‘Come to Tartarus. Come. Come. You won’t escape.’ ‘You don’t have to go to Tartarus.’ ‘You do!’ ‘You can stay here.’

‘No! Come free us! Come free us!’

‘They have to get out of there by themselves.’

‘Tartarus is where you belong! Don’t deny it!’

‘Let them deny it first.’

‘I think I got them separated.’ I am not entirely sure about it, though.

‘Okay. Now shift your focus onto the new voices.’

Shift my focus to the newer, peaceful voices. Sure.

‘Thats us! We are the others! The true ones! Help us!’

‘Try to focus, youngling.’

I knew who I had to focus on. Their voices were lighter as well, less aggressive and slightly higher pitched.

‘That is because we are in the elder place.’

‘We know one thing and that is that we need to be free! Are you truly going to let us suffer?’

‘They would suffer anyway. The difference is that they would take you with them.’

‘We are suffering! Suffering!’

‘And they made you suffer as well. They can only get out by themselves. You cannot do anything for them except let them be. That is the quickest way to make their suffering end.’

‘Don’t leave us!’

‘Nico? The world can be beautiful, don’t you think? Imagine the way the sun shines through a window, or when you taste something especially tasty.’

‘That’s us!’

‘It is partly them, but they can only come to their full power once they get out, which they can only do by themselves. You’ll make it worse if you go to Tartarus. Now think of the last time you basked in the sun, Nico. How did it feel?’

It felt warm and light. I was happy there. You make me happy. As if little lights go on in my head.

‘Why, thanks! Think of your happiness. That is how the world should be, isn’t it?’

Yes.

‘No! Suffer!’

I don’t think I will.

‘Good, Nico. Feel the warmth. That is you. That is what you need.’

That is what I need.

‘No…’

‘Nico, when did you last eat a strawberry? Was it good?’

I picked one a little while ago. It was delicious.

‘We are sure of it! Was it sweet?’

Yes, it was. Warmth, sweetness, it all makes me think of Will.

‘Will?’

My boyfriend.

‘Wonderful. That is a good sign, if you love him so much he makes you feel warm.’

Yes. Yes it is.

‘He is probably why you like the sun and strawberries so much.’

Maybe. Before I met him, I never cared much about Strawberries.

‘How sweet.’

There was silence for a few seconds. I heard a sound like soft, clattering laughter. ‘We’ll see you, Nico. Thanks for speaking to us. You seem sweet and warm yourself.’

‘Thanks.’

The place around me began to fade. The darkness came back, followed by the river. I opened my eyes, everything dawned on me and I crashed down onto the floor.

‘Nico!’ Hades tried to step onto the platform.

Hestia quickly pulled him back. ‘Hades, let Dionysus make sure everything is alright first.’

‘Yes, no, yes…’ Hades stared at his son, who was laying on the platform. Dionysus walked towards him.

He looked at Nico. He was breathing calmly, with a small smile around his lips. Dionysus felt the boys’ pulse. Normal.

Slowly, he rolled him onto his back. ‘Come on, Nico, its okay. You can wake up now.’

I opened my eyes. Dionysus was looking down on me. ‘Ah…’

‘Nico, it is okay. I am going to help you stand up and we will bring you back to camp half-blood. Then you will get a nice long rest.’

Yes. I wanted to rest. I nodded and stood up, with Dionysus’ help. ‘I think I did the thing, Dionysus.’

‘I am sure you did the thing, Nico. Now try not to relax.’

We limped towards the edge of the platform. Dads’ eyes were almost rolling out of his skull. ‘Is he safe!?’

‘I feel like I am,’ I mumbled. ‘Just sleepy.’

Hades took a very deep, shaky breath and bit his lip. Hestia patted his arm. ‘Dionysus, I am glad you asked me to come,’ she said with an ironic look.

Dionysus chuckled. ‘Yes, I am too, although maybe not just for this one.’ He looked at me.

‘Can we go home?’ I asked.

‘Yes, Nico. We can go home.’

When we got to the palace, Persephone was waiting in the front garden, with none other than Will. Dionysus opened his mouth to say something, but Persephone held up her finger. ‘You cannot expect me to stay alone for hours on end.’

Hours? ‘Persephone…’ Dionysus sighed. Will came towards me, fast at first, but more careful once he noticed I looked tired. ‘Nico…’

‘Will...’ I answered with as much energy as I still had.

‘How are you…’

‘I am okay.’ I was. I was okay. I felt lighter, more free, or something.

With some effort, Dionysus handed me over to Will. ‘We… he needs to go home.’

Dionysus and Hestia nodded in agreement. Hades sighed. ‘Sleep, Nico,’ was all he said. He looked like he needed to sit down for a moment as well.

In the blink of an eye, everyone who should was back on the surface world.

‘Will?’ I curled up under my blanket.

‘Yes?’ He stopped untying his shoes.

‘Can you light the candles in Moms’ memorial?’

‘Of course.’ He got up and went outside for a second, even though he was only wearing one shoe.

I closed my eyes. It was noticeably more quiet in my head.

I had overcome one of the biggest issues I had. The voices, they were... no. I did not dare think it. I did, however, think that it might be time to talk about the other big thing I still had on my heart.

A/N: And the voices are… gone.

Not that the story is over. The story is really not over, I’ve got more to write about, soooooooo….

Okay this thing seems very experimental and a little unclear, even. The next chapters are going to be more normal. They’ll be about Percy.

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