#piers fic

[pokenimagines]

SFW Piers- Prompt: May I pls request Piers singing to S/o after they've had a night mare?

(btw I love your writing! Happy Thanksgiving to you if you celebrate it!)

Bruh, this was so cute and wholesome like what? Aight, let’s do this. Let’s DO THIS. Also super short since I’m writing it on my phone at work.

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SFW Piers: Sing Me To Sleep

You woke up with a start, heart pounding in your chest and confused. You couldn’t even recall what you had been dreaming of, but you knew it terrified you. A small whine escaped your mouth as you held back a sob. Then you felt it; the pressure on the bed shifting and Piers moved next to you.

It was clear he was half asleep, but managed to wake up from your small sobs. He let out a small groan as he lifted himself to his arms and looked at you.

“What happened? Bad dream?” He managed to murmur in his half asleep daze.

“Y-ya…” you said, still terrified of whatever had appeared in your dream. You were glad you couldn’t remember it, or else you would’ve been far worse off.

“Want me to sing you to sleep?” He asked, wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling you into his chest. You sniffled a bit before looking at him.

“Sing me to sleep?” You asked, as Piers chuckled.

“Marnie used to wake up all the time from nightmares. I’d sing her to sleep all the time to get her mind off it. Want to try?” He questioned and you decided it was worth a shot.

“Okay…” you whispered.

Soon Pier’s voice filtered through your ears, a soothing melody you can’t recall ever hearing. It was peaceful and you could feel your anxiety slowly leaving your body. You began to relax your body and became limp in his arms.

Your head still felt fuzzy, but with how tired you were you couldn’t seem to stop yourself from dozing off to your boyfriends sweet hums.

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[umgeorge]

george russell during the grid portrait, bahrain - february 21, 2024 📷 peter fox / getty

[casualheizouenjoyers]

- secrets i have held in my heart

featuring: jing yuan, bailu, yanqing, reader

warnings: a bit angsty ig, hanahaki au, blood, sickness, throwing up, coughing and just general sick stuff

Orchids grow where others cannot.

This phrase reigns especially true when orchids begin to grow in your body. Scratching your throat and clogging up your lungs. 

You try to laugh it off as a small cough, a small sickness, as if the whole thing didn’t fill you with dread when you thought about the invasive plant infesting your every breath. 

It isn’t until finally you violently cough over your sink that a bloodied white orchid petal came fluttering out.

Were… you some form of mara struck? You wondered in confusion at the collection of petals that grew with each hack of your lungs. 

The high elder —Bailu— immediately takes up your case. Which is potentially concerning as you’ve gone to about possibly any doctor that will see you for some kind of explanation to your floral fever and none of them have had anything good to say. 

In fact, they have nothing to say about your illness. No one knew what was causing the orchids to bloom, making a home of your decaying body; a pretty parasite taking you ahold. 

The little Vidyadhara girl frowned upon seeing the collection of whole flowers and crumbled petals, all coated with a splattered layer of dried blood. 

Bailu’s eyes squinted as she observed the floral. 

Perhaps, it was some kind of achievement that you had every doctor and healer on the luofu stumped at your conditions? 

It isn’t until you’re coughing out another flower, this time red covering it was still vibrant and liquid, that the healer decided you were some form of mara struck and needed to be monitored closely. Even as she wrote out her prescription and made you promise to come back the next week, you could tell she wasn’t too sure about what she was saying.

That did absolutely nothing to calm your nerves. 

You go home after collecting your prescription and puke out leaves and stems along with the flowers. 

Despite your sickness, work is work, you decided, and working as a tutor was fulfilling for you. You hope —prayed— that the sight of your favorite student, Yanqing, would bring you some form of joy. The lesson went smoothly, though it was clear your student’s mind was up in the clouds, but you didn’t comment about it as yours was rooted deep elsewhere. 

With the closing of the textbook, Yanqing’s eyes light up. 

“Can we swordfight now?” The teenaged boy asked.

You almost said no.

You had realized early on that Yanqing would do his work and pay attention better if you found a way to relate it to swordsmanship, or if you promised that the two of you would spar a little after a lesson. 

There was a growing weakness in your body. It seemed that describing the flowers as a parasite wasn’t inaccurate, as every day went on you felt them drain the energy out of you. 

Yanqing waited for your response.

You nodded, standing up and picking up your sword from where it rested on a wall. Once, you had used it as a cloud knight, now it only ever saw use when teaching the blonde boy. 

Yanqing excitedly ran to the other side of the room, drawing his sword and getting into position. He paused, looking over at you.

When did your eyes become so sunken in? Your hand shook as you held your sword up and it became increasingly clear to Yanqing that you were in no position to swordfight. 

Your student called out your name, a hint of concern in his voice. 

“I— Give me a moment—” You called out, placing a hand on your head as a sudden headache came, making your vision blur and your legs lose balance as you head tumbling for the floor.

Yanqing tossed his sword far away as he slid to catch you. 

Bailu is halfway through her yearly appointment with the general when you come in with Yanqing by your side.

You mumbled apologies for the interruption and swore on your life you were fine. 

You had honestly not realized how bad things had gotten in the few days from the last time you had seen the healer.

Your heart fluttered at the sight of Jing Yuan.

The orchid also fluttered out of your mouth in a set of coughs that leave you out of breath on the ground, Yanqing down at your side again. 

There are multiple voices speaking but your mind can focus on none of them. 

Jing Yuan helped you up and you feel your heart clench up as a choke comes to your throat.

More orchids. 

He whispered to you in a soft voice, trying to help you through this coughing fit as Yanqing explained the situation that had happened just a few minutes before. 

Bailu watched this, shock painted on the girls face as she realized two truths.

You were indeed mara struck, just with a rare mutation that had gone out thousands of years ago. 

You were also in love with the general

and it was going to be the death of you.

[sftandwet]

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content alert : pwp, face sitting, oral sex, smut, consensual relationship, fem reader! +18# MDNI, brainrot, re boys eating u

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"Sit on my face, baby, there's no need to worry. I can handle you."

At first you were afraid to sit there, the fear of suffocating him was overwhelming, although you were shy you accepted. Under his gaze you took off all your clothes, you saw him lie down and place his head comfortably under the pillow with a mischievous smile. You crawled on top of him slowly, looking deeply into his eyes to see if he had any doubts about the request, but there were no uncertainties. He wanted you to sit on his face. Even though you were scared, you complied.

And now, you feel his calloused hands pass over your ass cheeks, squeezing them, driving your hips back and forth, making your hips roll in your face and his tongue lick your wet pussy even better. You throw your head back as you pull his hair, doing your best to fit your cunt into his mouth, feeling the pleasure drip from your pussy to his chin, not caring about the mess. You feel his tongue slide into your wet hole, going in and out quickly, while his nose touches your clit sending shocks of pleasure that course through your entire body. The hands that were on your ass stopped at your waist, squeezing you tightly, you rolled even more, chasing your own pleasure, while rubbing your clit against his nose, fervently pulling your hair with one hand while the other held the headboard of the bed. with force. He fucked you with his tongue, trying his best to eat your pussy.

chris redfield, leon kennedy, carlos oliveira, luis serra, jake muller, piers nivans

[homicidal-slvt]

Wow, this dude has been through hell. He's suffered so much.

I kinda wanna bang him up against a wall like a whore.

[wangxianficrecs]

as it should be by Sienne

as it should be

by Sienne (@sienne-k)

T, <1k, Wangxian

Part of Exploring Tropes: Time Travel

Summary: Post-canon Lan Qiren time travels to before the Cloud Recesses lectures. The Cloud Recesses are quiet and peaceful, something his home hasn't been in years. ...In fact, it is too quiet and peaceful. Kay's comments: This story made me cackle. Just. The thought of Lan Qiren taking off to Lotus Pier randomly and just straight-up kidnapping Wei Wuxian so that he can get his nephew-in-law as soon as possible. The added fanart was also really well-done! Super funny! Excerpt: He decides to do his lonely younger nephew a favor (and himself, but that part he won't admit to) and gift him his future husband early. It does not matter that they have not met yet - he knows how their story goes, and if he can save Wangji over a decade of suffering, then by gods he will do it. If Lan Qiren himself gets a very inventive, engaging and intelligent research partner cum nephew-in-law earlier, all the better. If he gets a grandchild early, or - heavens, what joy it would be! - a few grandchildren, then he will not complain, certainly. So he informs those who need to know that he will be unavailable for a day or two - he does not foresee any complications that would warrant a longer absence - and leaves for Lotus Pier.

pov lan qiren, canon divergence, time travel, time travel fix-it, crack, humor, kidnapping, lotus pier, drabble, fanart

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[fistfuloflightning]

“You look better without the hat.”

XianYao prompt from the lovely @limitbreaker23 (you’re enabling me so badly, I swear)

[yelansgirlfriend]

a/n: ok so my hyper-fixation on Pokémon is coming back and I've gotten emotionally attached to Piers. Feel free to request Pokémon stuff btw:D I really want to start writing more stuff.

Pier's bf head canons

He's like a completely different person around you. He's sweet and caring and he smiles all the time. He loves PDA. Like everything I've seen of him, people say he doesn't like PDA and I STRONGLY disagree. He always has his hand around your waist in public. (if you are comfortable ofc he always asks for permission)

He loves physical affection if you couldn't tell. He's not too good with his words so he normally just shows he cares by putting his arm around your shoulder or holding your hand. It takes a lot to gain his trust, and once you do, he will never want to spend a moment away from you. Back to the physical affection part, he loves cuddling. But it depends on his mood on what type of cuddling position he likes. Some days after a long day of work he just wants to come home and lay on your chest; some days he's so tired that just wrapping your legs around his legs is enough. But most of the time he prefers holding you close to him.

He's definitely a jealous boyfriend. He isn't like super possessive or anything he just gets kind of grumpy when you get close to another guy. Especially if it's one of the other gym leaders. He's really scared of you leaving him for someone else that's better than him and you not being in his life is honestly something he gets upset about just thinking about it.

Thank you for reading! Ik this is not normally what i post but i wanted to try something different:)!

[mummelthecryptid]

Gotham, at its core, is about that pier. You can never escape the pier.

Jim Gordon fake executes you at the pier. You kill the mayor of gotham together at the pier.

Your crush shoots you at the pier. You both try to leave gotham city with a submarine at the pier.

It all comes back to the pier. Theres only so many times you can fall into the cold water by a pier and almost die without it being menacing, like an omen of death.

[bygoneboy]

crossed out crossed out crossed out foaming at the mouth chewing on my furniture shaking piers nivans between my teeth like a feral animal

[fonulyn]

Leon knew, logically, that there was no way he could keep the serum from reaching every single part of his body, but at the same time the desperate part of his brain had to try. He thrashed, struggled, giving up on the cool façade that he’d held onto all this time from the moment he’d woken up from being sedated to the moment he’d been injected with what the assholes around him described as truth serum.

Truth fucking serum. Leon wanted to laugh. His life was a joke. When he’d broken up with Piers after their brief but intense fling he’d thought he’d reached the rock bottom, but apparently there had still been ways to go. At least until now he’d been able to lie and keep secrets to protect himself…

- Or, Leon can’t lie. Turns out it’s both the worst and the best thing that has happened to him recently.

[pokenimagines]

"You wanna help me out of this?" + Piers ;)

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Warning: This is NSFW so if you’re under the legal age or uncomfortable with content like this, please skip over this one! This piece is for an event that’s linked above with the other information!

Piers - “You wanna help me out of this?”:

You stared over at Piers as he was just starting to take his pants off. He looked over at the door to his locker room and noticed you. You hadn't been invited, perse, but you and Piers had a special thing you liked to do after battles.

"You wanna help me out of this?" Piers asked, not having expected you so soon. Your battle in the big arena had ended not even ten minutes ago and here you two were. You walked over to him, looking him up and down.

"Depends, do I get a reward? I don't think it's fair to ask the winner to be helping you now." You said, all too content to watch the man give you a small strip tease.

"If you help me out I'll do most of the work for the second round we're going into." He said, the innuendo clear as day. You? Not having to do the work by riding him or even fucking his ass? Him taking initiative. It was almost too good to be true as you walked over to him, wondering if the follow up would be worth it.

[newtabfics]

piers from pokemon but like he's like...hooking up with fans so maybe Y/N is a gym trainer and ya know?

I'm just saying, he's a rockstar so like I can see it.

He smirked as the makeup began to run down her face. He held her down, thrusting roughly. "Fuck, Piers!" She mewled.

"Such a good girl," He groaned, pushing deeper. "So fucking wet too. You've been wanting this for ages, haven't you?"

"Y-Yes, Sir. Fuck yes. I've always wanted this," She whined, meeting his thrusts. Her cheeks were flushed as her mascara dried as her nails dug into shoulders. "F-Feels amazing!"

"Damn right it does," He groaned, gripping her hips and pulling her close. "Fuck. Made for this."

[tyanis]

Poll: Which male Resident Evil character would write the weirdest fan fiction?

After determining once again that the outside is "too damn cold", the gang retreats to the warm comfort of the great indoors.

To stave off boredom, they go off on their own to find some new hobbies. Several of them turn to writing... and handful of them specifically turn to fan fiction.

Most keep it normal and simply write gratuitous smut, but some of them delve into the absolute madness of crack fics...

Winner goes on to face the winner of the female poll so make sure to vote in both!

[jojameswinter]

Her all too familiar button-down flutters in the breeze, cutoffs and a floral bikini top he’s seen lying around the Chateau more times than he can count. It’s far from there, he thinks. Wherever they are now.

Sweeping windblown curls from her bun behind her ear, she steals a look at him. “Do you miss it?”

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Read the rest here on ao3!

[hauntedtrousers]

New and old fic fanart for a swsh fic i looooooove and these are just the piers pieces (he brings out the worst in me) btw its called triple decker whiplash on ao3 by @andromedarune pls check it out if u like self indulgent x readers and piers leon and raihan 😊