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leovenuslatina · 3 months

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𝓓𝓞 𝓜𝓔(18+) ୧ ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡ PT.1

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tips appreciated

this is all about what your FS thinks while doing you

(as always this reading is 18+) MDNI

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✧˖°. IM so so so sorry for being MIA so i decide to make this reading a three parter 💘 AND it was my bday month in June so turn up for me yall and after that i just took a small hiatus 🤭 also i wanna say thank you all for checking on me 🥲 it warm my heart so much knowing you guys care about me 🥹!!i may also be redoing some old PACS of mine so stay tuned !! ✧˖°.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ౨ৎ₊this is just a reminder that tarot isn’t permanent or set in stone YOU decide how your life goes no one or nothing else now take a deep breath and choose the pile that calls to you ₊˚⊹ ᰔ౨ৎ₊˚⊹

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pile one - knight of cups, the sun, two of wands, ten of pentacles

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pile one when having sex your FS thoughts are “don’t finish too quick” and “i hope i last” lmaooo they’re literally laser focused on lasting as long as possible. they literally want to just pound into you and fill you up as quick and as fast as possible but they restrain because ultimately your pleasure is theirs. your FS main thoughts are all about being close to you and how much they love it they adore having sex with you because it means they get to be as close to you as possible: skin to skin limbs intertwined with one another. they also want so badly to be good enough for you your FS wants badly to pleasure you and they worry deeply about how they’re performing for you they take pride in making you feel good and communication is key with this person they loveeeeee when you tell them just how good you feel 🥹 or if you don’t like something they also love that because at least they will know how to better understand your needs. when having sex with you your FS has spent so much time thinking about this special moment they literally always fantasize about sharing really hot intimate moments like this and making you moan all night long. your FS thinks about all the different things he’d like to try and what type of kinks you two may share together your FS seriously is willing to do literally what you want to try they love to make you happy. while inside you pile one all your FS can think about is how you must be too good to be true you’re just too beautiful too gorgeous to be true. Your FS views you as their dream girl and all they think about is how they are so nervous and they hope that you can’t tell just how scared they are to let you down.

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extra messages - creative, charming, dreamer, joy , success, anxiety, gain, goals,

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pile two - five of pentacles, ace of wands, page of swords, knight of pentacles

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Similar to pile one your FS worries about them making you feel good your FS feels like they’re putting on a performance for you. they may even hold off on sex for a while in your relationship just because of how nervous w make them 🤭but eventually their love for you will overcome any negative thoughts they may have because their feelings are wayyyy stronger than anything. i’m also seeing that they have a huge fear of getting you pregnant so they will make sure to have hella protection on hand like always. i’m seeing you and your FS will have lots of conversations about his fears pertaining to intimacy and the bedroom which may sound like a scary thing but i’m seeing one or both of you could have major issues when it comes to being so intimate and vulnerable but it will make you so much more stronger as a couple therefore making your sex life ten times better. when the two of you are making love they will overcompensate in some ways like they have hella toys i’m seeing vibrators and d!ldxs and also getting they’ll get some pleasure from overstimulating you watching you squirm and jerk around it really gets him going like nothing else.

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extra messages- new beginnings, intelligent, challenging, ambitious, dependable, honorable

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pile three - the emperor, knight of wands , four of swords, queen of cups,

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right off the bat pile three your FS is very confident in their size i see him almost presenting himself to you. you know that snl sketch “d!ck in a box” it’s like that bc he’s like really proud of how big he is. Your FS is very confident in how well he can please and you know what he can most definitely back it tf up. he knows exactly how to walk that walk and talk the talk 👏🏾. i’m also seeing he’s like about to put it in and you’re all like “it won’t fit” and he kisses you and smirks and he’s like “i’ll make it fit.” Your FS feels like having sex with you as the most addictive drug he’s every done. literally even one single day without your body your kisses your touch and he’s itching for another hit of you. When having s3x with you pile three your FS thinks about how it feels like being intimate with you heals parts of them that you may not have broken but you play the biggest part in putting them back together again 💞 so even though the two of you are horny freaks in the bedroom your s3x is extremely healing ❤️‍🩹. Your FS thinks about how compatible the two of you are and how good it feels to be with you not just having sxx but outside of the bedroom. Your FS thinks about how luck ly he is to be with you how he truly feels spoiled by the universe to have found their perfect match 🥹

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extra messages- passionate, masculine,determination, impulsive, rest, spouse

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jwonsite · 10 months

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Just imagine Jungwon edging you for hours out of jealousy because one of his members were flirting with you. Like he’d ram you up for hours, not allowing you to cum until you’re begging him, sobbing your eyes out (which I’m doing rn I’m reading too much smut😭)

this was way longer than i intended for it to be LMAOOO but yeah also sorry this took so long PLS i've been so busy

jungwon x fem!reader

smut! mdni!

oh my gosh he would be so😭😭 we all know that won is such a jealous boy like, he can’t even stand when we look at other idols or have pictures of them in our phones, so i just KNOW if one of the members was flirting w you he would not be able to control himself.

like you were just hanging out with him at the dorms, the boys were all playing video games together or something when jake asked if you want to play for a round. you declined, much rather preferring to stay cuddled up onto your boyfriend, watching as he scrolled on his phone. jake insisted, heeseung joining in, saying how he wants to play with you so he could beat you. you didn’t really know how to play the game, asking jake which buttons did what. jake moved closer to you, pointing to the buttons on the controller as you sat shoulder to shoulder, even taking it as far as putting his hand over yours to help you when the game started. you could feel won’s gaze on you; well not really on you more so on his bandmate that was currently holding your hands on the controller, his face so close to yours that they were almost touching, and that’s when jungwon snapped. he got up from the chair on the side of the room walking over to you and jake, your heads both snapping up to look at him when you hear his loud sigh as he got up.

“alright that’s enough,” he would say, looking at you both with a stern look, “y/n let’s go,” he says as he grabs your arm, pulling you up from the couch, your hand dropping the controller onto the couch as your boyfriend pulled you away and into his room. you could feel the stares of all the boys on you both as you walked away, the room completely silent other than the sound of the video game still running on the tv screen. jungwon pulled you into his room, closing the door and pushing you up against it before smashing his lips onto yours, kissing you messily as his hands groped your ass. your eyes widened at the sudden kiss, but you soon wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss as you rolled your crotch into his, trying to feel some friction where you needed it most. his hands moved to your waist, grabbing you to stop your movements.

“you think you get to pull a little stunt like that and still get to be all needy for me? thats not the way it works baby, you’re gonna take whatever i give you, okay?” he said while kissing down your neck. you whined, half in protest and half in pleasure but you knew he was going to do whatever he wanted no matter what you said. he moved you both to his bed, kissing down your body before pulling your pants and underwear off in one swift movement. you moaned as he kissed your thighs, wanting him to move to your pussy.

“shh baby, we wouldn’t want any of the boys to hear your pretty moans would we? then again you might like that, knowing they’re hearing how good i’m making you feel in here, knowing that they’re wishing it was them in here between your legs instead of me,” he says before kitty licking your cunt. you put a hand over your mouth trying to muffle your moans, eyes rolling to the back of your head in pleasure. he began sucking and licking your clit suddenly, sticking his tongue inside of you every now and then. the sounds that were coming from his mouth on your pussy were so lewd, the squelching and sucking sounds resonating in his bedroom. your hand moved to tangle in his hair, tugging on it slightly as he continued his ministrations in between your legs.

“fuck wonnie im so close,” you moaned out, pulling on his hair harshly causing him to moan into your pussy, sending you closer to the edge, that was until he abruptly pulled away from you causing you to whine in frustration

“won please, i want to cum,” you cried out as he edged you for the 6th time that night, tears streaming down your face

“aww my pretty girl wants to cum? do you deserve it after letting jake flirt with you? letting him put his hands all over you?”

“yes please wonnie, please,” you cried out again, pushing his head back down to your dripping cunt

he began eating you out again, his grip on your thighs sure to leave a mark. you were finally close again, feeling the knot in your stomach threatening to come undone.

“you were such a good girl for me today baby, come on cum all over my tongue, cum for me baby,” he says sticking two fingers inside of you, pushing you over the edge. you rode out your long awaited orgasm, and then watched as your boyfriend licked up all your juices from your pussy and his fingers, coming up to kiss you after. you could taste yourself on his tongue, and it drove you insane. he laid down next to you, and you moved to lay on his chest, his arm wrapping around your figure

“you know i wasn’t flirting with him, right won,” you said with a slight pout, looking up at him with doe eyes

“i know my love, just couldn’t stand to see him all over you like that. you’re mine,” he said, bringing a hand up to caress your face before capturing your lips in a kiss

“all yours baby” you said, smiling into the kiss before laying back down onto his chest and letting sleep take over you

#heewonenthusiast asks!#enhypen #enhypen smut #jungwon hard thoughts #jungwon smut #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #jungwon x reader #yang jungwon #jungwon #enhypen imagines #enhypen hard headcanons

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kennedyalike · 1 year

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ok this is so depraved but some noncon w manipulative leon x bsf reader or roommate reader where he for somewhat reason has to practice tying rope and convinces her to let him practice on her and assures her he wont do anything else but once he gets her tied up he undresses her and takes pics of her as blackmail and does whatever he wants to her

rope bunny

leon s. kennedy x fem!reader

tags: posessive!leon, he’s kinda yandere tbh, p in v sex, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, slight overstimulation, rough sex, manhandling, noncon, dubcon, ropes, bdsm, dom!leon, praise kink, praising, smut, rope kink, filming, explicit photograpghy, leon is a massive pervert, slight size kink

summary: leon asks for your help with a task from the force but it turns into something else~

word count: 4.2k

to anon: hii! im sorry i took so long with this but i hope you like it! i really like this idea and tbh i love me some noncon leon😩 i added a happy ending but idk if this is weird LMAOOO

He dotes on you everyday, without you ever even noticing. Oh, how you’re so oblivious and innocent. He just wants to have you all to himself. Just to steal you away from the whole world, to take care of you and finally make you realize what you’re missing out on.

You weren’t exactly oblivious, you just didn’t pay it any mind, deciding to tease him further. Being roommates with Leon for almost a year now, you knew him pretty well. Both of you attending the police academy, you figured a roommate wouldn’t hurt. He was sweet, brave, corny, a little awkward but so cute.

Leon was a good friend to you, helping you out, keeping the place clean, he was a true gentleman. For what you knew, of course. In all honesty, Leon was the oblivious one here. You noticed every time his eyes slowly gazed somewhere they weren’t supposed to. His stare felt like it was going to eat you alive one day.

Whenever you’re doing something around the house, he quietly observes all of your movements, eyes maybe focusing on the curve of your ass, or maybe the way your tits bounce when your arms push them together. He can’t help himself, you’re just so gorgeous and he swears he can’t keep his hands to himself any longer.

Maybe you even liked his gaze, doing small things on purpose. Wearing short skirts at home, bending over in front of him or wearing some tops that revealed yiur cleavage. Leon loved it all, but he was starting to grow impatient with your little games that he didn’t even know you were playing. You knew he liked you, but he didn’t know you liked him too. Being too focused on you and his training, he didn’t even notice the way you practically begged for his attention.

”What are you doing?” You asked with a giggle as you try to lighten up the mood. Leon looks up at you and shrugs. ”Just…looking over these photos.” He answers quietly, his deep voice grumbling a little bit. His hand is resting on his jaw as he leans himself on the table that was filled with documents, probably something from the academy.

You frown slightly from his answer before you fall silent too. As Leon focuses his stare on the papers in front of him, you focus yours on him. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up and the fabric was resting just so his forearms were visible. His calloused hands were nibbling the paper's edge as his veins become more visible. You can’t look away, mind completely taking you away while you rest against the kitchen counter.

A low groan erupts from the man in front of you and you can’t stop your mind from going to that usual place. Wondering what would happen if you were brave enough to start something. How his hands would caress your body just like you both wished. You sigh slowly as you slightly shake your head, disowning the thoughts. If Leon only knew that you dreamed of him even when awake.

”I’m gonna take a small nap, wake me up at like…6pm.”

Leon huffed at the small pause in your sentence as you retracted to your room. He only nodded in response. He began thinking, in quietness after hearing small giggles and sounds of music come from your room. After a while, there was only silence. You had fallen asleep. He smirks to himself but quickly reassures himself he wouldn’t do anything like that.

He spends time pondering over his wants, no, his needs. He needs you and he can’t wait any longer. Leon decides he’s not going to let you say otherwise. He goes into his room momentarily to gather some rope. (He totally didn’t buy it just for the instance) He knocks on your door and slowly his hand twists the knob as he lets himself in your room.

Your curtains are closed and you’re still asleep, wrapped in blankets. He hovers above you and stares into your face. How beautiful, he thinks to himself. He owns you. He’s not going to let anyone else have you, ever. He hides the rope behind his back before his arm reaches out for your shoulder, gently stirring you awake from your previous slumber. With a whine, you start to flutter your eyes open.

Your room is dimly lit and in all your sleepiness, your eyes make out Leon’s figure in front of you. He sits on your bed slowly. ”Wake up, sweetheart.” The nickname would make you nervous and a blushly mess if you weren’t so tired still. You slowly sit up, lifting the blanket from your body as it pools around your lap. Now fully sat, you fix your hair and look at Leon with gentle eyes. ”Thanks for waking me up, Leon.”

”No problem, I have a question though…” He starts, and you can hear the unsureness in his voice as he nudges himself closer to you. A blush creeps on your face as you realize he’s never been this close to you before, at least not in your bed. ”Yeah?” You ask shyly as you pull the blanket up slightly, covering the skimpy crop top you wore. He looks away for a second before continuing. ”The professor actually gave me something interesting to work on, I was wondering if you’d help me out a little?” His blue eyes now stare straight into yours as you fiddle with the blanket edge. Eagerly, you nod immediately. ”Yes, what is it?”

He smirks a little bit, chuckles and reveals the rope from behind his back. A small inaudible gasp leaves your mouth and you look away with a slight flush on your cheeks. ”He said we need to practice tying something up, escaping being tied and all that.” He explained as he slowly started opening the rope from its package. You stare quietly at his big hands that were fiddling with the rope. Completely on board if you get to play around with ropes with him. ”Yeah? Do you need my help with some of this?” You ask shyly as he smirks again.

”Yeah. Let me try one thing.” Now completely awake and shaken with excitement as Leon launches slowly towards you. His actions take you by surprise and nervousness engulfs you as his cold hand slips under the blanket and grabs your wrist. ”Leon- I-I thought-” You began speaking unsurely as he grabbed both of your wrists, bringing them up to your chest. ”Shh, I’m not gonna do anything to you, just practicin’, sweetie.” His deep voice coos and you allow yourself to relax in his hold, reminding yourself that he’s just practicing.

”Just lay back a little.” He instructs you and you obey him nonetheless of your nervousness. Your body hits the soft bed behind you as you settle down and bring your arms up. Leon grips both of your wrists together with one hand, his hands are cold and slender as he pins yours atop your head. He brings the rope and wraps it around your wrists, tying them together very tightly. A small whine leaves your mouth as you close your eyes momentarily. ”Too tight?” He asks.

”No, it’s fine. Let me show you my skills of escaping these.” You joke to him with a small bubbly laugh. He scoffs under his breath and glances back at you. ”We’ll see about that one.” He says unamusedly as he tightens the rope and ties your wrists to the bed. You feel a light stretch on your arms as he ties them. His gaze feels hot, feels like it’s going to burn you alive soon. Leon’s hands slowly move from your arms, to your waist.

His eyes never leave your body, he doesn’t miss the way your back arches into his touch, letting his hands wander. His fingertips slowly graze around your chest, abdomen and your thighs. He examines your face closely, a red blush on your face that he wouldn’t miss usually, but with the dim light of your bedroom it goes unnoticed. Your back arches and you moan slightly when his strong hand caresses your thigh. ”Leon..?” You ask confusedly as you tighten your thighs together, trapping his hand between them. ”You like this?”

He calls out to you mockingly as he inches his fingertips towards your panties. The blanket long gone as his other arm completly reveals your body to him. A small crop top and panties on. Gosh. You look so cute, he wishes he could eat you alive. Your legs twitch and you gasp in surprise as his hand cups your pussy through your panties. ”Maybe I’ll leave you tied up forever if it means I can do this all day.” He mumbles to himself as he smirks while slowly rubbing your clit through your already dampened panties. Your thighs close even tighter as you squirm. ”Leon? W-what are you doing?”

”Shh, just relax for me, okay?” He calls out again as his hands grip your thighs, forcing them apart, revealing your crotch to him. You gasp again and start moving around, not liking the forcefulness. His grip only tightens as he holds you down on the bed, bringing another piece of the rope around your ankles, trying them together as you helplessly squirm under the bigger man.

”Leon, I’m uncomfortable..M-Maybe we should practice some other time..!” You desperatly request as he pulls the rope and ties it under the bed. You’re now completely trapped and at his mercy. ”Now, try and get out of those.” He says as he stands up, backing away from the bed to take a look at you. So pretty. Sprawled out on the bed in your nap clothes as desperate little whines leave your mouth when you try to escape this predicament.

You tug, pull, whine and squirm around for what feels like eternity. Your croptop already ridden up from your movements, exposing your soft belly to Leon’s hungry eyes that are enjoying the show infront of him. You almost think he’s cruel and that he’s doing this to embarrass you. Your limbs give out and you look at him with angry eyes, the sweat from your earlier nap clanking your thighs together as you finally give out, relaxing all of your body. ”Okay. You win. I can’t get out of these. Please, help me.” You quietly say as you accept defeat, looking at him with an annoyed look.

He only smirks and laughs a little bit, getting closer to you. ”Hmm…I quite like having you like this…” He starts as his hands grab your waist again, slowly teasing the fabric of your croptops edge as he pulls it up. Your breath hitches and you feel your muscles tensing again. ”Leon, take these out. It’s not funny.” You try once again.

He stops his movements and looks into your eyes, before getting on top of you on the bed. You squirm again as he climbs atop and pins you down with his bodyweight. The lighting extorts and you can see the way his biceps twitch as he holds himself above you. Leon’s blonde locks fluffy and messed up as he brings himself closer to your face. ”Oh sweetheart, I’ll never let you go. You’re mine, finally.” Before he allows you to even react, his hand is already gripping at your chin and neck, forcing you into a sloppy kiss with him.

His lips are practically devouring your face as he holds you tighter. To his surprise, you kiss him back and moan into the kiss. He leaves you wanting for more as he pulls his mouth from yours and lowers himself to your neck, biting, kissing and sucking little red marks on your collarbones. His hot breath on your neck sent shivers down your spine and you feel a heat forming between your legs. You want him as bad as he wants you. And you don’t want to accept it.

Your quiet moans that you try to silence by turning your head to the side don’t go unnoticed by Leon as he grips your chin again. ”Let me hear how much you love this, baby.” He growls as he sucks on the sensitive skin behind your ear. A lustful moan erupts from you and you’re even shocked at yourself as you notice the way you’re rubbing your thighs together. ”Good girl, just like that. Don’t fight it.”

He continues kissing your neck, sometimes pulling you into a heated kiss again. (Which you returned, every time) ”Leon..! Please, untie me.” You whisper in between kisses. ”Try harder.” He mocks you again and pulls back from you, still on top of you, his finger hooks around the strap of your croptop, slowly pulling it down from your shoulder, exposing more and more by the mere second. You nervously look at him with fear and desperateness in your eyes. Your breathing, heavier by the second was unstable as small tears start forming on your waterline.

”Leon, please..” You sob as he slowly undresses you, pulling your croptop over your head, exposing your bare chest to him. Nipples already hard from the previous endeavours, his both hands grab your tits, squeezing them and playing around with your nipples. His gaze is like a hypnosis, stuck on your tits as he does as he pleases, groping you against your will. Instead of screaming, you arch into his touch and moan at the sensation when his mouth connects with the skin of your areola.

”Please-” Your breath hitches as a tear falls down your cheek when he pinches your nipples, sucking and kissing all over your body. You’re not even sure what you’re begging for anymore and neither is Leon. You hear him chuckle as he pulls back shortly, looking over at you before extending his hand to his pocket. You look at him in complete silence, tears still wetting your cheeks as you see him pull out his phone. ”Leon.. what are- No!” You start wiggling desperately and you can’t belive the smirk on Leon’s face.

”Pose a little, this is for me only, darling. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything if you behave for me.” He holds you in place with his other arm while scrolling on his phone. His hand grabs at your tit again as you hear the faint sound of a recording going on. ”Please…don’t” You beg with teary eyes as he films himself groping at you, he moves the camera to your face. ”Don’t cry beatiful, tell me how much you like it.” He mocks you and amidst all the feelings that were roaming your mind block out the feeling of his hand sneaking between your thighs. Another tear falls down your cheek as you open your eyes, looking up at his phone and that devious smirk plastered on his face. You feel embarrased and humiliated, but for some reason, it’s lighting a fire inside of you that you can’t shut down.

You feel his rough hand cup your pussy and you moan loudly. His smirk grows even more at your lewd sound as he slips his fingers in from the side. Two long fingers now rubbing your wet clit as you try to close your legs tighter. ”Come on, let it all out.” He presses a kiss on to your forehead as he slips his middle finger in your wet, needy hole. Another loud moan leaves your mouth and you unnoticeably start grinding into his hand, desperate for more as you look at Leon’s phone through teary eyes. It’s turning you on and he knows it. He nods at you and looks at you in the eyes as he shuts his phone off, drops it on the floor and practically attacks your lips. You immedietly kiss him back, no question. ”M’ sorry, my sweet baby.” He mumbles between the hungry kisses. You want to caress his cheeks and wrap your arms around his shoulders. You writhe as you try to pull your arms out of the rope.

”Leon, untie me. I want yo-” He shushed your begs with a kiss, soft lips entertwining roughly as his hands explore your body again. He’s pumping his middle finger in and out of your pussy with a slow rhythm. Leon quickly latches on to your neck again, sucking more crimson marks as he slips in another finger. His movements are going faster as his index finger joins in on the fun. The wet, tight walls of your pussy squeezing around his digits are making him go crazy. He was already hard as fuck in his pants as he grinded himself to your side.

”Soon, baby. Let me have a taste first..” He mumbles again, almost inaudibly as he lowers his kisses down to the soft skin of your belly. His big hands are still cold to the touch as he retracts his fingers from your pussy. You moan at the loss of contact as you look down at him, trying to ground yourself between all of these feelings. His hands grab your hips tightly and he begins teasing your panties down your legs. You wiggle your hips a little in an attempt to get him to undress you faster. He backs away and in a swift movement he pulls his shirt over his head, exposing his hard trained abs to you. Your eyes now explore his body, thirsting over his muscular chest and huge biceps, he smirks and lowers his face to your pussy again.

Before he teases your panties fully off, he places a soft kiss on your clit through the damp fabric. You moan quietly as he pulls your panties down to your ankles and grabs your thighs, nudging them apart so roughly that it would for sure leave a bruised mark on your inner thighs. He’s like a hungry animal that hasn’t eaten in weeks and you feel like his prey, just a little thing forced into submission as you writhe under him. His warm tongue latches onto your clit as he sucks, kisses and licks between your folds, moving to give attention to your clit as his other hand retracts from your thighs and pushes two fingers into your hole.

You’re practically screaming, crying and moaning at the same time as you buck your hips into his face. Leon’s slippery tongue, lapping at your folds and pleasuring your clit feels like almost too much, you’re so close to exploding and you desperatly try to close your thighs. ”Mm-mm. None of that.” He hums as his hand parts your thighs again and the vibrations from his sound of unapproval send immense pleasure your way and you moan loudly. ”Oh, Leon! I-I’m gonna cum!” You moan his name in a continuing chant as he buries his face into your pussy, tasting all of your juices as you grind down.

He was so turned on by you and probably could come undone from just lapping at your pussy all day. He sucks on your clit as you gasp loudly and your legs shake a bit. He slows his movements down, brings his arms under your thighs to support your shaking for as he helps you though your orgasm with a gentle touch. He might’ve tied you up against your will, but he’s not a total asshole.

The orgasm washes over you slowly and your body shakes with pleasure as you moan his name quietly, almost sounding like you’re crying. (You are.) Your body sets down and you feel Leon untying your ankles. ”Relax, baby.” He coos as you start moving your legs slowly. You do as he says. He lifts himself back on top of you and meets your gaze. ”Kiss me, please.” You whine and he chuckles but obliges nevertheless. He kisses you again, this time more passionetly and lovingly as his hands grope at your tits again before slowly moving up, beginning to untie your hands. Only sounds from the connection of your mouths erupt as he unties you fully. Your hands fall to your sides tiredly as Leon’s lips move to your neck again.

He doesn’t expect you to yank away from him, or slap him, or resist at all, and he’s right. Your arms slowly wrap themselves around his neck and your hand caresses his cheek. You feel his strong jaw clenching under your palm as he joins you in a kiss again. His erection rubbing at your core through his pants. Oh he’s so sure his pants have a wet spot from all the precum his tip has leaked. He humps himself on your side. ”Leon…fuck me, please.” You shyly mumble to him as you move your hands to start unbuckling his belt. ”Fuck, I knew I’d have you begging. Good girl.” You moan at his praise and his hands move to your aid, he retracts from you for a second to pull his pants down, taking his briefs at the same time.

This time, you’re the one that’s staring at him hungrily as his big cock bursts free from its confinements and rests against his abdomen. So incredebly hard that it almost slaps against the skin of his lower stomach. He’s long but kind of girthy. Pale but the tip is a flushed tone. Leon sets himself on top of you again and his hands grip at your waist. ”Fuck, need to fuck you so bad.” He whines as he readjusts your position while stroking himself up and down a few times.

You don’t bother speaking, you just whimper as he lines the tip of his cock on your pussy. He looks down at your pussy that’s begging for his dick and he feels like he’s seen heaven. He slides his lenght along your folds, gathering the slick as he nudges his tip on your still sensitive clit. You gasp from the sensation and attempt to close your thighs before Leon spreads them further apart. ”How am I gonna fuck you if you close your legs on me, sweet baby?” He teases as he starts pushing himself into you.

A low groan and a whimper leaves his mouth as he humps into you. ”Ah! S’ big…Leon…” You moan while clicking your hips together when he starts banging into you at a rough speed. Your hands intertwine behind his neck as you pull him into a sloppy kiss. Both taking breaths and moaning into each others ears, the burning sensation turns into immense pleasure as he bullies his cock deeper into your hole. ”Fuck… Ah-” Leon whimpers and you can only moan in response as he lifts your legs higher, to your chest to give himself a new, deeper angle to fuck into you.

His cock is stretching you out and his hands are everywhere. Sometimes his finger is rubbing slow circles on your still sensitive clit, pushing you over the edge. Then his hands grip strongly at your waist, holding you in place while he ruthlessly ruts into you. Then his hands are groping your ass, tightly pulling your hips to connect his as you place sloppy kisses to his neck, pulling him closer to yourself while moaning.

Leon grabs at your side and nudges you to turn over on your stomach. ”Gon’ fuck you so hard.” He groans into your ear as your body complies in the heat of the moment. You turn to lay on your stomach, hands quickly supporting yourself as Leon lifts your hips up, already rutting back into you. You moan loudly and your hands give out. Leon is fucking you so hard your face is mushed against the pillow and you try to to desperately lift your hips up for him. ”So good, so fucking good, baby.” He praises and readjusts his hands under your hips, holding you up. His cold palm moves from the front to rub circles on your clit. ”Leon! M’ close!” You moan into the pillow while your arms settle under yourself, supporting your weight as you feel your second orgasm around the corner.

His cold palm presses on your lower stomach, he smirks when he feels himself pounding so deep into you. ”Fuck baby, tell me you want it-” He groans as his thrusts turn sloppier by the second. ”I want it so bad! I want you-! Please! Cum inside me, please!” You whimper almost inaudibly, voice hoarse from all the efforts. He ruts into you a few more sloppy thrusts before he feels your pussy walls sucking him in, clenching as your body goes limp and your orgasm takes over you. He pushes himself deep in you and releases his load. You both moan in union as you feel his hot cum fill your insides. He sighs and lets your body rest on the bed as he plops down next to you.

After catching your breath, you turn to him and shyly caress his cheek. He chuckles and pulls you ontop of him, hugging you. ”Don’t worry baby.” He presses a gentle kiss on top of your forehead and you hug him tighter. It was all settled. You were his and you would let him ruin you completely. He wouldn’t do that of course, he just likes it a little rough. ”Soo….you’re gonna finally make me your girlfriend?” You giggle. He scoffs and holds you tighter. ”Yes.”

#leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy smut #re4 leon #leon kennedy x reader #resident evil #resident evil 4 #leon smut #resident evil leon #smut #resident evil 2

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marzipanthots · 1 month

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Long-overdue

philp and visander fan art !! Wishing them a happy marriage!!!😌🎩🗡️

I like to see philp with cursed sideburns like Anthony Bridgerton lmaooo !! Visander and philp took 3rd place on my best couple polls!! 🥰✨✨🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🎩🎩 on tumbler and Twitter!!

I think I want to explore the other side charater in the future Elizabeth Tom and Devon and more Violet and cyprian too 🥹🥹😭💕!!

Still thinking about making a mini comic from book one because book will never gets enough love 😔😔🧎🏻‍♀️

#dark rise #dark heir #dark heir spoilers #visander #katherine kent #??? i think #philip sinclair #visanderxphilip

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thatdeadaquarius · 1 year

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Okay so-- i was reading some sagau posts and came across this one where the reader was an army vet and my brain just Did Its Thing--

So now I'm here to inflict this on to you--

Would guns be considered as catalysts. And would they only do Phys Damage.

Me reading this ask:

😶 😐 🤨 🧐 🧐 😰 🥲 😭😭😭 💀

STOP YOU'VE INFLICTED ME WITH PSYCHOLOGICAL DMG FROM THIS ASK 😭

(Also srry took so long to respond, when i didnt realize how short this was/was just sitting over here 😓)

^ For the sake of gun imagery being a lot/maybe staff might hate me for it,

we'll put this gay shit instead (i almost mispelled to "gay shot" lmao)

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Sun: Army Veteran Reader, Gender neutral Reader (you/they/them)

Orbit: SHORT Headcanons

Stars: everybody bc i think itd be funny

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: gun stuff, mild violence, mild cursing & Trigger Warnings: Gun fun everywhere

THIS ASK HAS ME GIGGLING TO MYSELF LIKE A MANIAC

You're out here having a whole gun they let you take for off-base

And u ofc have a license so u can conceal carry

(idk how non-american gun laws work, but tbh ours are so fucked idk how they work here either, just that an army guy i knew once could have his gun when he got back home)

And ofc ur just paranoid enough (more like it just makes u feel safe)

That when u get yoinked into a portal to a silly little brightly colored gacha game fantasy world, the gun comes with 💀

Id like to add in my silly little "ur in a video game, so video game rules" AU version of genshin so:

The only other gun (ish) wielder (Mika) has unlimited bolts

Sooo I'd think your gun would be the same jfc lol

NO BC YOUD SCARE THE ACTUAL SHIT OUT OF EVERYONE IN UR VICINITY IN A BATTLE

BC GUNSHOTS ARE A DIFFERENT TYPE OF LOUD

When u first stumble into abyss monsters/hostile creatures of the realm, u nearly scare off a Lawlachurl bc every shot's like thunder to these bitches😭

So not only the monsters but the vision holders think u fucking summoned lightning

OMG THE BULLETS ARE SO FAST THEYD PROBABLY NOT SEE IT

ESP BC DISTRACTED BY GUNSHOT LOUDNESS

SO U AIM THIS LITTLE BLACK CROSSBOW (???) AND THINGS JUST DIE (OR GET RIDDLED WITH HOLES) WITH NO CLEAR ARROW STICKING OUT

STOPP- you're becoming a witchy god or smth to all of Teyvat bc it just looks like hella high level magic atp to them LMAOOO

Rumors of you get out of hand and say u just point or snap ur fingers and things get wounded/just die on the spot 💀

Oh another difference between Teyvatians seeing ur gun vs. crossbow (what they know)

Is that guns are wayyyy more destructive

Like an arrow would get shot but it'd bounce off of things like rock or wood or metal, maybe dent a little depending on how close

But a bullet goes thru that shit so easy, and leaves a whole little explosion behind, once again depending on range

(I once saw a Mythbusters episode? of them proving bullets would definitely go thru car doors, like movies lied to u, this is why drive-bys acc work like for gangs)

Lmao, the image of you in like full armor with a Teyvat made automatic gun after showing it to blacksmiths

Makes u just more convincing as a god, esp bc military training

(Ppl like Gorou and Kokomi begging for military tactics/training ur world has done)

...

....Ok.

I'll address it.

But only so u dont think im stupid later.

Yes, the Fatui have guns.

No, this not the same as having a glock LMAO

End of story.

(Also, urs runs on bullets, whereas the Fatui rely on magic/delusions to power theirs, plus they dont seem as fast or destructive as urs, more "explosions aimed at you" than real bullets)

Which,,, u leave the managing of ppl copying ur gun to ppl like the Qixing or smth, but make sure to give them advice on good gun laws if teyvat accidentally revolutionizes bc of ur advanced gun that anybody can wield (non-vision users)

Thats the best ive got abt that

Oh, also enjoy being praised as a War god now.

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... dammit i had smth i was gonna tell u guys-

Uh what tf was it, it was important

Next post is the Eldritch God Oneshot! Look out for it :) !!

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Safe Travels Kid,

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♡the beloveds♡

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If you wanna join a taglist, DM me what for! "Pspspsss, please tag me for [All SAGAU posts, Only SAGAU Language AUs, diff fandom, etc.]!"

(If you ever wanna drop, just DM me! "No more taglists/[specifically this AU/fandom] please!")

#lookie i made my first border image guys!! 🥺#a little rough but eh #i used a stock image and then added that little moon #also this gun shit takes me out i could write just a whole crack oneshot abt ending up in teyvat with a gun lmao #genshin sagau #genshin impact #sagau #genshin isekai #genshin imagines #my asks #gender neutral reader #genshin impact sagau #self aware genshin #✨️forgot all my tags again✨️#uh #genshin harem #i mean what #genshin x reader

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ihavemanyhusbands · 7 months

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imagine prison will fresh out of prison, back at home. getting back into the swing of their life together. (all that...pent up energy he must have 😏)

Yeah yeah yeah!!!!!!!!! YEAH!!!! (Im excited can u tell lmaooo)

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As soon as you’d pulled up in front of the cabin, switching off the engine, Will reached over and pulled you into a frantic kiss. You let out a small sound of surprise, but quickly melted into it with a smile.

You buried your fingers in his curls, which had grown out during his time away. You loved how it made him look charmingly disheveled, reminiscent of his youth. You hoped he wouldn’t cut it for some time, but you wouldn’t blame him if he did.

“Can we go inside?” You asked between kisses. “I don’t think you want our real reunion to be here.”

He pulled away reluctantly, blinking a few times as if waking up from a dream.

“No, of course not. We need more space,” he said, immediately opening the car door.

You laughed as he practically chased you to the front door of the cabin, finally seeing him smile. You let the dogs outside, and while he took a moment to greet all of the excited pack, you slipped inside to drop off his stuff.

“Ah, ah! Don’t go too far,” you heard Will quickly crossing the threshold, closing the door behind him.

He pounced on you once more, cornering you against the wall. The feeling of him was overwhelming in the best way, his smell and warmth and sturdy presence enveloping you.

“You don’t waste a second, huh?” You teased, letting him push your shirt over your head.

“I’ve wasted enough time already,” he rasped, hastily moving onto your pants, practically ripping them off.

He undid his next, and you hooked your legs around his hips as he carried you. Later, there would be time to really savor each other; To retrace all the parts that you’d both committed to memory.

But right then and there, you needed each other as close as possible.

“I missed you,” he said against your neck, his thrusts growing more erratic as he neared his climax. “I missed you so fucking much.”

“I missed you, too,” you gasped, holding him tighter against you, and it wasn’t long before the two of you came at the same time.

In the comedown, the two of you remained there panting, in no rush to disentangle. He leaned his forehead against yours tenderly, and you smiled once again, finally feeling like things were in their rightful place.

“Welcome home.”

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#will graham x reader #will graham fanfiction #will graham smut #hannibal fanfiction #minors dni

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doyouevenshipbr0 · 1 month

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gruvia drabble

author’s note: HI!!! ok so im here. im risen. im inspired. here’s something FUNNYYYY about the inspo for this… so its based off of a theory from an anti gr*via post LMAOOO this feels soooo bitchy but i swear to GOD it is not a call out it is just genuinely something that gave me inspiration. so basically an anti said that gray doesnt actually have feelings for juvia and he is just saying that he does because he feels indebted to her for saving his life. sorta kinda something like that. im not gonna go back and look bc tbh i may have blocked the account? JFJDKDJDJ idk. anyways. here’s this. you’ll see where my heads at in a sec bc ur probably like “ok so how tf is that gonna be a gruvia fic” just WAIT ok my gears are turning. this one is a lot longer (and possiblyyyyyy OOC but in my defense!!!!!!!!! picture how gray would act if he were in an established relationship with juvia. like boyfriend girlfriend. for six months.) than it should have been BUT lets call it even for my million year hiatus. ENJOY BABIES!

Although Juvia had hardly gotten any sleep this past night, rolling around in her sheets all night with excitement, she certainly walked with a spring in her step when she eagerly made her way to the local convenience store.

She would’ve been lying if she said she hadn’t thought about setting up camp outside the little shop that night so that way she could hold those glorious, glossy, pieces of paper bound together by glue as soon as physically possible. Fortunately, she was reasoned with when Gray quickly pointed out the ridiculousness of the notion after she had brought it up to him as a genuine idea.

Making sure to get up bright and early the day of the big release would do. As long as she would be the first person in the store with the very first copy of that week’s edition of Sorcerer Magazine in her hands, she would be content.

Naturally, Gray initially rejected the idea. It was so completely and irrevocably unlike him. An interview about himself, just him, was a tall order, but an interview with him and Juvia, as a couple? There wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell. For Gray, opening up to the people closest to him was hard enough. Even finally getting the nerve to ask Juvia on a date was something that took a great deal of time and effort. Things so personal like this were hard for him.

All these years in Fairy Tail, and he’s hardly spoken more than a few sentences to Sorcerer Magazine, let alone sitting down for a tell-all interview.

Unfortunately for him, his enthusiastic water mage was over the moon when Sorcerer Magazine reached out to them for an interview.

Public displays of affection were never Gray’s strong suit, and after finally realizing his feelings for Juvia, he still isn’t a fan. As much as he would deny it, he had become quite a softy with Juvia behind closed doors, but as soon as those doors open, he retreats back to his shell-like and cool exterior.

Even after a good six months of dating, Juvia really didn’t mind. It’s not like he acted like he didn’t know her. They went on dates, they were finally an official item, and he would even do subtle things like resting his hand lightly on her leg under the table at the guild hall or give a “Love you, see you later” loud enough for Happy to hear even knowing he’ll snicker and tease Gray about it for the next few minutes.

All in all, they were both content with the amount of their relationship they let others see.

So something like an interview with a very popular magazine would certainly throw a wrench in all of that for Gray.

But Juvia begged, and begged, and begged, and finally, once they came to an agreement about the types of questions they would answer and the depth of their answers, Gray agreed to the interview. After all, it would make her happy, and he was comfortable enough with himself and his self esteem at this point to be able to do this for her.

Juvia was elated with how the interview went. Of course, she had done most of the talking, but she was happy to do so. She tried her best to hold back on doting too much as to save Gray some embarrassment, and she thought she mostly succeeded. Even when questions got a little personal, like asking about how Juvia got the scar on her side (of course, with her new stripping habit when in battle, her scar is easily visible for large enough periods of time), she answered as succinctly and lightly as possible while still giving an honest answer.

So to say the headline that Juvia saw that morning plastered on the front of that cold and stiff magazine was horrifying was an understatement.

“Gray and Juvia: Girlfriend or Guilt Trip?”

Juvia wasn’t sure how many times the clerk at the store had asked “Miss? Are you alright?” before her consciousness finally came back into this orbit. She blinked for the first time in what may have been minutes, and looked up at the clerk. Without giving a reply, she looked back down at the magazine, and saw the picture they used, which was Juvia clinging to Gray, wrapped around his arm.

Gray’s face in the picture became warped by a water droplet hitting the cover, and then another droplet, and then another. It wasn’t until she looked back up at the clerk who looked even more concerned than before that she realized those water droplets came from her eyes.

“Sorry.” She quietly said as she handed the magazine to the cashier so he could scan it, handed him a bill of some value that she wasn’t entirely sure of, took the magazine back into her trembling hand, and left the store without getting her change.

Juvia got back to her apartment even quicker than she got to the store that morning. Every part of her mind told her not to do it, not to read the magazine, but then why did she buy it? Her brain screamed at her to put it down, not to go to the page of that article, but then why did her fingers frantically flip to page 14, just as instructed on the cover?

Each word was not only a dagger to Juvia’s very soul, but also a twisted reasoning and explanation, that Juvia fully believed by the end of her read. She couldn’t quite make the words into sentences or the sentences into paragraphs but as she buried herself in her covers, some phrases repeatedly burned into her mind and punched her in the gut such as “clingy”, “desperate”, and “leech”.

The worst part of it all weren’t the attacks at Juvia, but it was what this all meant for Gray. He was trapped.

He was her prisoner.

A prisoner that was bound to her out of a crippling feeling of guilt and sense of responsibility.

She may have been in her bed writhing in agony and mortification over these words for hours until a bang on her apartment door jolted her back to reality.

“Juvia? You in there?” Said that voice she knew all too well. How could someone’s voice be both such a comfort and a misery? She needed to hear him more than anyone at this moment and yet, she couldn’t bear to hold him hostage for another second.

She hoped if she said nothing, he would go away. But this was not the case.

The door slowly opened. “Juvia? Are you here? I’m coming in.” She winced as his voice got closer, now coming from her living room.

Her apartment wasn’t very big, so he found her in her bedroom in the next few moments. All Gray could see was a lump that was seemingly her body, crunched up into a balled up position, bound under her covers. Not even her face was out.

He stood in her doorway, not wanting to fully intrude “So you are here. Good.” He said calmly. “I was kinda’ worried when you didn’t meet me at the cafe this morning like you said you would.” Juvia then remembered they had plans to get breakfast together, bright and early, so she could gush about their big debut as a couple. Those plans changed

“Oh.” She said softly. “Juvia is sorry Gray-sama.” She tried to speak as clearly as she could knowing her voice was muffled underneath her blanket. “Juvia didn’t feel well this morning.” She lied.

“Oh.” Gray replied. He took a step into the room. “You sick?” He stretched his neck over her a bit to see if he could get any sort of glimpse at her face, but to no avail.

“Yes.” Juvia sniffled, using her congestion from her tears as fuel for her lies. “Juvia thinks it’s just allergies.”

Gray raised an eyebrow. Something was off. “Allergies? Since when do you have allergies?”

Juvia remembered in this moment that lying was not one of her strong suits. She was far too unapologetically herself to ever lie about anything, and she was just plain bad at it. To say she doesn’t have a good poker face would be putting it lightly.

“Well— Um—!” The pitch in her voice jumped with nervousness. “This spring has been a really brutal one! Pollen has been all over the place, and it’s driving Juvia crazy!” She finished with a fake sneeze, sealing her fate.

“It’s November.” Gray said, dryly.

Juvia’s face lit up a red so bright, she was sure she was glowing from underneath her covers.

After a few more moments of no response as Juvia tried to think of her next plot, Gray spoke again. “And I know you wanted to see me at the crack ass of dawn so you could show me the newest Sorcerer Magazine edition.” Gray sat down at the edge of her bed. “Even if you were in an accident that tore off all your limbs, you would’ve been at that cafe, magazine in hand, ready to explode from excitement. There’s no way some sniffles would stop you.”

There was another pause. Juvia meekly responded. “Well. Since Juvia’s body is made of water, it’s actually impossible for me to have all my limbs torn off.”

Gray barely let her finish the sentence. “Juvia!” He snapped back, fed up with the antics.

“And what does it really matter?!” Juvia erupted from her covers, finally revealing her swollen eyes, puffy and blotchy face, and ratted hair to Gray, whose eyes softened with concern. “It’s not like Gray-sama wants to have to wake up at 7:00 AM to meet Juvia for breakfast anyway! Just for Juvia to show you a magazine that I made you be apart of against your will.” Her eyes were welling with tears.

Gray was taken aback. His eyes widened with surprise and confusion. “Well-“

“Don’t deny it.” She cut him off. “We both know it’s true.” Tears dripped down her hot cheeks. “Just like it’s true how Juvia clings to you, and suffocates you, and even forced you into a relationship.”

“Whoa!” Gray sat up straight, and turned himself more to position himself facing her on the bed.

“And I always thought Gray-Sama just finally let Juvia in.” She interrupted him again, and gripped the sheets of her bed within her fists. “But it’s got nothing to do with that.” She looked down and gritted her teeth.

“Gray-sama feels indebted to Juvia since Juvia saved his life.” She clenched her eyes shut, and felt tears melt from her eyes in pools.

Her tense body jolted and almost instantly released tension as she felt Gray’s sturdy hands grab onto the sides of her arms, clutching her.

Juvia opened her eyes and looked up to find him just an arm’s distance’s length from her, staring at her with so much intent it almost looked like anger.

“What the hell are you talking about?” His voice is low and gravelly. Juvia was glad her eyes would cloud with more tears so she didn’t have to see his dark eyes piercing into her. She looked away.

“The magazine.” She pulled one of her arms from Gray’s grasp and pulled the magazine in question out from under the covers where it rotted away with her minutes ago.

Shamefully, she held Sorcerer Magazine out to Gray who promptly took it from her hands. She was brave enough to watch his face as he first locked eyes with the cover, but wasn’t brave enough for anything else. She saw his scowl quickly scan the bold words and looked back down as she squeezed her eyes shut.

This was it. The end. He would see those red capital letters shouting at him, telling him “Run!”, and he would heed the advice. Of course he would. The magazine was right, after all. He would turn to page 14 just as eagerly as Juvia did and read, in gruesome detail, the truth of their relationship. At least after all of this, he would finally be free from her venomous clutches. He would be absolved of all guilt, now that the article plainly told him the truth of their situation. He would no longer have to pretend-

CRRSHH.

Juvia’s cruel daze was broken by the sounds of Gray tearing the magazine in half.

And then another half, and then one more half for good measure.

“Gray-Sama!” Juvia exclaimed, shocked.

“What a load of shit.” Gray said plainly, but with distinct irritation in his voice.

“But! You didn’t even read the article! It explained how-“

“I don’t give a fuck.” He interrupted and finally made eye contact with her once again once the magazine was finally in enough pieces to do no more harm.

“Well, you should.” Juvia looked down at the shards of Sorcerer Magazine.

“And why is that?”

“Because it all made sense. From start to end. Our relationship. I clung and clung and clung to you, and when I saved your life, you had no choice but to break for me. You felt like you owed me something. And that debt was big enough to do something as crazy as convince yourself that you love me.” Although Juvia explained the situation plainly and logically, her own words were like poison in her mouth, as tears had no choice but to fill her eyes again. She looked up at Gray who was at a loss for words.

This was good. There was nothing left to say. She smiled softly at the thought of their departure, and thus, Gray’s freedom. She knew she needed to swallow her tears, so she did.

“It’s ok.” She shook her head with her smile still curled through her lips. “You don’t have to force yourself to do this anymore. The debt is repaid. These last six months Juvia has spent with you have been filled with enough love to keep me content for a lifetime. We can go back to being friends, and we can both be happy.” Juvia paused and watched Gray’s brow furrow.

“Thank you for everything, Gray-sama. Loving you this closely for this long has been everything Juvia has ever wanted.” She closed her eyes, and a single tear crept through. She smiled thinking about how even though they won’t be together, she will love him for the rest of her life, and that was more than she ever deserved.

“That’s enough.” Was all Gray said as he used one hand to pull her head directly towards him onto his shoulder, and he wrapped the other around the middle of her back. They were positioned awkwardly because of how they were sat on the bed, but Gray didn’t care or even notice.

“Have you officially lost your mind?” Was his next question, and his tone was still low, but a bit softer.

“Eh?” Juvia was at a loss for words. How did she en up in his arms?

“I knew this stupid interview was a bad idea.” He grumbled, talking to himself, but obviously for Juvia to hear. “It’s a magazine. Of course they would twist our words into whatever made for a juicier story.”

“But-“

“Juvia,” Gray cut her off and sighed. He grabbed her by her shoulders, putting her back at arm’s length, and looked directly at her. “Here’s the truth.” He said certainly. Juvia’s eyebrows clenched with confusion.

“I’m not with you because I feel like I owe you anything. I’m with you because you’re clingy, you’re relentless, and you’re obnoxious about what you want, which is me.” Gray was serious. Juvia looked down in embarrassment.

Gray gently swept her bangs out of her face, and his hand traveled to her cheek where he cupped her face. She had no choice but to look back at him.

“And I wouldn’t want it any other way.” He finally smiled, and Juvia’s heart oozed.

“What?” She whispered.

“You’re the most passionate, determined, loyal, genuine, kind person I’ve ever met in my entire life. You were the person who showed me that not only did I deserve love, but I was capable of loving. After all the people I lost, I had walls on top of walls on top of walls. And one by one, you broke each barrier down with a smile in your face.” He used a thumb to swipe away a tear, and Juvia let out a chuckle.

“Never in my life did I think I would think about stuff like romance or love. I was too scared. Now I think about having an actual future with somebody. And I know for sure that somebody is you.” Gray was saying things that Juvia only heard in her wildest dreams.

“Really?” Juvia grabbed onto the hand that held her face.

Gray nodded. “The way you’ve loved me has showed me how to love, Juvia. It took me awhile to get that, but I got it.”

He paused. He looked at the shred of magazing beneath him. “Not only is the person who wrote this article too stupid to know that I would never do something I don’t want to do or be with someone I don’t want to be with, but they’re also too stupid to know that you are the best thing in my life. A ‘guilt trip’ couldn’t be further from the truth.”

Juvia smiled, and instinctively her hand reached down for her scar, remembering how her sacrifice to save Gray’s life was what brought forth that term. Guilt trip. Gray took note of her hand placement, and knew she was thinking about this.

“Yes, you saved my life, and that may have been the moment that changed everything for me— for us, but not because I felt like I owed you, but because seeing how close I came to losing you made me realize that life is short. And up until then, I had spent all that time pushing everything off when I should’ve been letting you in. That moment made me finally realize that.” He looked at her deeply. “And I know I love you.”

“I love you too, Gray-sama.” Juvia finally allowed herself to melt in his arms, and he wrapped her up in his warm embrace.

“Y’knowww~” Juvia almost sang. “Saying you see a future with Juvia is practically the same thing as a proposal.” She snuggled closer into him.

“Alright, let’s not get ahead of ourselves.” Gray reflexively replied.

Juvia giggled and nuzzled even further into Gray’s chest. “Thank you, Gray-sama.”

Gray and Juvia held each other for a little while longer as the discards of Sorcerer Magazine crumpled and bunched up within the covers where they sat, but they didn’t care.

They let the words be buried beneath them.

#gruvia #doyouevenshipbr0 #gruvia drabble #fairy tail fanfic #fairy tail #fairy tail 100 yq #fairy tail 100 years quest #personal #gruvia fanfiction #ft 100 yq #gray x juvia #juvia x gray #juvia #juvia lockser #gruvia fanfic

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tu-sugar-mami · 1 year

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If I may, I have a request for an Alcina x reader!

You’ve been invited to Alcina’s chambers a few times now and she’s grown fond of you, and you of her. Alcina’s true feelings for you are revealed after an incident where she realizes how great her fear of losing you is.

Oh. My. Goodnessssssss I promise I was gonna write a like 500 or 1k at most lil story and I ended up writing 3,300 words lmaooo this request is so good I SWEAR aaaa thank you for sending it and I'm sorry it took me so long to finish it I got so carried away. Welp, I hope you enjoy it!

°female reader, not beta read, slight angst, happy ending, canon typical violence I guess, ladies and gentlemen for the first time: oblivious Alcina Dimitrescu

3,300 words

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When you first arrived at Castle Dimitrescu it was with uncertainty and fear in every step. Whatever awaited you past the doors was unknown territory, and in the back of your mind, the horror stories told by the elders in the village resonated within you. Alas, like any other maid searching for refuge in that castle, you were not there willingly. The village resources were scarce and the fear of your cabin along with yourself being torn at night by the neverending waves of lycans were enough reasons for you to try to find employment within the Dimitrescu household.

You were accepted into the staff quicker than you would have expected, and soon enough you started working quietly and efficiently.

Whether it was your silent enjoyment for cleaning or the unbothered reaction to the daughters' games and deliberate bloodied messes (no one could blame you, really, not when you spend all your life waiting for your end with welcoming arms), there was indeed something that caught the Lady's eyes.

Perhaps it was the lonely look in your eyes, or perhaps the polite smile that never reached your eye that tugged at Alcina's heart. Could it be maybe that she saw a glimpse of herself before her transformation in you? A woman whose life circumstances made a shell out of her… She started watching you closely from the dark after you witnessed Cassandra having an angry fit with a maid and contrary to what anyone expected you were found completely unbothered by it and began cleaning the mess with dutiful practice. It was odd, the Lady had thought. Not even her oldest staff would be so numb to such display, and yet you –having been part of the staff mere days at the time– were unreactive.

Daniela even seemed to have grown fond of you in the little time you'd been working there. It's no wonder she always told her mother about you, unknowingly feeding the fire of curiosity within the Lady. Yes, she definitely had to investigate. Why were you there in the first place? From then on, the Lady was aware of every little thing you did in search of something that could give her some clarity, although you were none the wiser.

As for yourself… well, you had only seen the Lady from afar once, but it wasn't enough for you to form a solid opinion on her. The villagers had told you stories of what she was capable of, and even though you wouldn't mind having an "ascension to Mother Miranda's heaven" that didn't mean you were actively seeking your early demise.

By your fifth month working at the castle, you had gotten well acquainted with the three Dimitrescu sisters, even going as far as to spend time with them outside of your maid duties. You didn't know what they saw in you to enjoy your company, as far as you were concerned, there was nothing special about you, or at least none that you could see yourself, no special talent other than your well earned skill at crochet and the fine work you did at organizing; both activities usually needing only half of your mind thanks to the simplicity and repetitive movements, leaving the rest of your imagination to fly away.

Still, cooking with Daniela, crocheting with Cassandra and organizing the library books with Bela were activities that you eagerly looked forward to throughout the day, and unbeknownst to you, Alcina couldn't help but feel a strange warmth in her heart when you spent time with her daughters.

The first time the Lady invited you to have some tea with her, was unexpected. You remember being outside in the backyard, the cold breeze scratching at your reddened cheeks and biting your fingers while you scraped the snow out of the stone stairs with a hand shovel as a punishment from the head maid.

Unsuspecting, you kept focused on your task doing your best to tune out the growing numbness crawling up and reaching your wrists, until a light tap on your shoulders startled you.

When you turned, the Lady herself stood in front of you, bending forward enough for her hand to reach your kneeling body.

"What do you think you're doing out here?" She asked, and it could have been your imagination but her voice felt gentler than the other times you've heard her speak to the other maids.

A thoughtful look painted her features as you recounted how the head maid caught you giving your rationed food to another maid since she had missed her turn at the communal table, and then decided to have you clear the entrance stairs as a form of discipline. Recounting this, you saw the Lady for the first time, truly saw her. You had gotten quite used to only having glimpses of her retreating figure every now and then, but having her in her entire 9 foot tall glory before you was a sight to behold.

She was gorgeous, that was undeniable. The roundness of her jaw and the high cheekbones gave her an inviting aura, but you knew better than that.

The Lady, observant as always, caught the light shiver of your shoulders, and it was only then that she noticed the lack of proper clothes to wear outside in the unmerciful weather, instead the only thing covering you aside from the standard uniform was a light shawl wrapped around your shoulders like a makeshift blanket.

"Come." She had told you, and before you could react you were being guided by the shoulders toward the Lady's chambers, on your way to enjoy a quite nice cup of hot honeyed tea to warm you up.

Surprisingly, the conversation flew comfortably, and you found yourself enjoying the Lady's company, and even if you didn't know it, the Lady felt it way too easy to talk to you.

From then on, you couldn't tell when the reunions became more frequent. Not that you were complaining. Talking to the Lady was always nice, even if at first you were afraid of saying something that would end up with you visiting the cellar, but alas, you grew to enjoy the easy talk, and with time the Lady allowed you to speak freely.

It was odd after a few months, though, out of nowhere the way the Lady herself would go fetch you instead of sending a maid to summon you. You hadn't seen her pay the same attention to any other maid, but the slowly growing butterflies in your belly fluttered more often than not whenever you saw the Lady on the hall entrance, already waiting for you. Of course no words were needed, you would follow her as soon as the soft smile appeared on her lips.

Perhaps it was the time you spent together with the woman, but you started seeing things that little by little melted your heart and filled you with a gentle buzzing, things that anyone else would completely miss. Despite everyone believing the Lady to be cold and heartless, the reality was all the opposite. The way she looked at her daughters with so much love and softness made your heart warm, the gentle nudges and praise for the treasure and pride that were her three girls were always present. And not only with her family, but she also cared for her maids, in her unique ways, but cared nonetheless. The Lady was nothing if not a fair employer, even if your coworkers wouldn't see it like that.

Yes, the Lady was caring. How else could she remember your specific taste in tea and snacks? Every time you were to visit her chambers, the steaming tea and muffins were already set waiting in a tray on the coffee table.

Soon enough, you felt the same comfort talking to Alcina -as she one warm afternoon urged you to call her- as talking to one of your closest friends. Was it normal for you to always want to be there for her? Probably not, but alas can she blame you? You felt pulled by her like a moth to a flame, the metaphor being more accurate than not, what with the same dangerous fire only a small distance from consuming you. You're positive you could stare at her molten gold eyes until the end of your days if she so allowed.

Two years of the same routine were more than enough for Alcina to have you wrapped around her finger, and you learned to read her like an open book. Great friends you were after sharing conversations for so long, and even the maids knew you to be her confidante.

You were happy with your unofficial title, and although you wished you could be something more significant to your Lady, you knew your place very well. In the time you had accompanied the Matriarch, she hadn't really given you reasons to fear her aside perhaps for her anger outbursts, but you knew better than to test your luck. The Lady might have been lenient with you, but that didn't mean she wouldn't dispose of you whenever she found fit, after all what were you, a mere maid, to someone powerful like her?

Two years and a wonderful three months had passed since that first conversation, until you began to notice a certain change in Alcina's attitude.

All of a sudden, your usual routine began to crumble. The first thing that shocked you was that you were denied entrance to her chambers for your tea time, and as if that wasn't enough, the sightings of the Lady around you became more and more sparse. She, unknowingly, left you to wonder just what you had done wrong to upset her, and if that was the case, why wasn't she chasing you to put out your candle? Even the daughters' buzzing remained far away from you, and the only thing that came for you after you accidentally did something wrong was silence and solitude rather than the slightly annoyed rolling eyes followed by a small smirk from your Lady.

Perhaps Alcina had just tired of you, and even if it hurt you, you promised yourself you'd move on eventually and continued working as diligently as you had done all this time.

Turns out that, another three months after your promise, forgetting Alcina still proves hard. No matter in what an unbothered way she had pushed you away, you couldn't force yourself to desist from her…friendship? So that's how you find yourself on your way to offering one last tea. One last hopeful plea before this time letting her go once and for all.

You're reaching the top of the stairs on your way to your Lady's chambers, when you spot a man trying to open the twin doors on the second floor balcony.

"Who are you?" Your voice startles the man and he turns. There's a slightly manic look in his eyes, and you're immediately weary of him. As of late, the hunters from the village have receded in their attempts at breaking in, but the one in front of you doesn't seem to be in his right mind at all.

"Get him!" Bela's voice thunders from the end of the hall, and you immediately know they're hunting the trespasser.

The man seems to get the hint and makes a run for the stairs, but he's so frantic that he doesn't have enough control to completely dodge your body half blocking the stairs, and as he runs past you his shoulder connects with you harshly.

"Wha–"

That nudge is all you need to lose your footing on the stairs. The tray you were carrying along with the delicate porcelain teacups falls to the ground with a shattering clash and is at this point that you should worry about your imminent fall from the second floor, but the real reason behind your wince is knowing your Lady's wrath at breaking her favorite china set will not make itself wait if you survive.

Well, if you're gonna have a bad time anyway, you might as well make the best of it. If you're descending to your downfall, the man will come with you…

The man is not fast enough to dodge your iron grasp on his jacket as you begin spinning down, and the strength you pull him with brings him rolling down in toll.

The man is resilient and whilst tumbling down he tries to break free from your grasp, fighting with you and your fierce scratching retaliation.

"Let go of me!" He grunts while pulling on your hair harshly in an attempt to make you yield, but you answer by digging your fingers in his eyes.

The edges of the stairs' steps dig hard against you, and soon enough there's sharp pains pulsating in several parts of your body.

In the background you can hear a familiar voice (Daniela maybe… or perhaps Cassandra?) calling for their mother. If you're not mistaken there's also a quickly approaching buzzing sound, but it's muffled by the loud ringing in your ears.

You land on the tiled floor with a loud splat, and you swear you feel your wrist snap under your weight, but the adrenaline keeps you from acknowledging it, instead your focus is on trying to find your footing shakily and your eyes are pinned to the man that with a great effort manages to crawl away.

The man quickly gets away as good as his legs can allow him, reaching for a nearby dagger that in the fall spilled from his now torn backpack.

"No!" You hear someone yell, and the man with his weapon in hand pounces at you before you can completely stand.

The silver dagger, beautifully intricate and slightly curved, reaches your side, the tip finds its way through your clothes and the harsh hit leaves you breathless. The pain in your body and the lack of air along with the pulsing in your wrist and the dizziness of the fall makes you fall to the floor again on your knees and embrace yourself in an attempt of comfort. The corners of your sight become dark and blurry at times.

"What have you done!" To your surprise, your Lady -who wasn't far behind her daughters when they called for her- finally reaches you both and in a second her hand is wringing the man's neck.

A groan from you makes Alcina's gaze snap at your limp body on the floor, and her eyes widen as she confirms that the dagger is indeed buried in your side. It takes her a moment to fully process what she's seeing, and in her mind the mantra 'It can't be…' is repeating over and over again.

The damned Dagger Of Death's Flower's -the same dagger that the dirty scum had stolen a few hours prior- is sticking out from your side.

Her panic sets in, and her eyes become blurry. The overwhelming anger she felt towards the man that dared to touch you is completely overridden by the absolute fear.

Not you… please not like this.

The now unconscious man is thrown carelessly across the room towards the three daughters who have regrouped, Alcina will deal with him later in a much more proper way, for now the only thing in her mind is taking care of your agonizing self.

Her breathing becomes ragged, and if her heart could still beat, it would be hammering against her chest in fear.

"No… no, no!"

She can't lose you like this.

Her tears are now flowing freely, staining her cheeks with ruined makeup as she kneels and oh so carefully brings your weight onto her lap. She's delicate, more than anyone would have thought her to be, she's so gentle and tender in the way she holds your limp body against hers, and there's a light tremor in her usually steady hand as she clears your face from stray locks.

Her long time friend, her only one in so long actually, is now walking on the edge between life and death…

Good Lord, why does it feel like the dagger stabbed her heart instead? Why does seeing you like this feel so wrong?

There's deep regret in the way her frown crinkles her forehead.

There's nothing else she can do for you now, not when the poison from the dagger is in your system.

Despite Alcina's aversion to touching the dagger, she forces herself to remove it. She won't allow it to pester you more, or tarnish the last memory she'll have of you.

She pulls the weapon with a hard tug, but to her shock the blade comes out clean, there's no spurting blood coming from the supposed wound, and in its place, through the torn fabric she can see a familiar green cover and engraved golden letters.

A loose sob comes from her, it's wet and definitely unladylike, but the relief she feels it's too immense for her to care about propriety.

It's a book that hides under the clothes. The book she had gifted you so long ago it's what saved your life. That book that had always annoyed her thanks to your constant insistence for her to read it was the shield that had stopped the poisoned blade from touching you.

Honestly Alcina couldn't be more thankful and relieved.

"Ow…" You mutter against her as she holds you closer, and her laugh mixed with disbelieved sobs drown your complaint. You don't really care though, the familiar and comfortable scent is enough to have you burrow further into the Lady.

Next thing you know, there's a pair of lips pressing against your forehead.

"Oh darling, I thought I had lost you…"

As soon as those words leave Alcina's lips, there's a realization that comes so suddenly to her, falling on her like a bucket of ice. It's when you raise your head and finally look at her with big and teary eyes and smile sheepishly at her, at that moment she knows for the first time that you, her maid and friend, hold her heart in your hands.

This time, without hesitation, her lips fall on yours, gently minding your injuries, but desperate enough for you to feel her relief. You're alive and that's all that matters to her. It doesn't take you a second after before you're kissing her with the same need.

"Finally…" You hear someone say far behind you, and it takes you a moment to recognize the owner of the voice as Daniela's.

"Let's go treat your wounds." Alcina says before carefully carrying you in her arms bridal style all the way up the stairs until you're out of sight from the daughters and the man now completely forgotten.

Alcina sets you down on her bed and finally lets herself look at you with all the love you deserve. Honestly, it isn't a mystery how she fell for you, but now she can't help but to feel silly at how she avoided the strange feelings she had whenever you were nearby. How could she know those feelings that made her avoid you for so long were in reality quite the strong love?

Well, she did know how, but of course she would tell.

The many years of her life had taught her that love wasn't for her. Her past had made her blind. Feeling like this after so long, it was almost a new experience for her. It's no wonder then that she didn't know why you made her feel like that in the first place.

And now, with you having your wounds bandaged and properly kissed better, resting on top of her and nestling your head under her chin as she gently rubs your back, she can't think of you not being in her life ever again.

#alcina dimitrescu #My fic #lady dimitrescu x maiden #requests #lady dimitrescu x female reader #alcina dimitrescu x reader #lady dimitrescu x reader #re8 #lady dimitrescu #alcina x reader

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sephifrog · 3 months

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reverse isekai sephiroth pretty please I love your work ehehehe 🌸🥰

Hey Anon! You are so sweet I’m glad you enjoy them! I’m gonna throw in self-aware au as well i hope you don’t mind if you do lmk and I'll redo them <3 i hope this is to your liking!

Earth's gravity is definitely heavier than Midgar so I feel he took a little to get used to it, but anything to get to you he had studied all types of magic, alchemy, and meteria to get to your world.

when you were in the middle of his boss fight and he lunged at the camera you didn’t really think anything of it until the power surged and a 6’7 man was flying towards you.

He’s shocked it worked but isn’t complaining.

You don’t know what the fuck is going on but who are you to question it (you think it’s a dream for a few days jfobsoihf).

He’s a quick study so even though his body feels heavy he’s picking up earth (your) mannerisms.

He doesn’t like being alone for the first few weeks and almost got arrested for having Masamune on him in public (he refused to leave it at your apartment).

he‘s happy for the first time in a long time being with you in your world.

you read enough reverse isakai fics to settle quickly.

He likes the black turtle necks you brought him and enjoys learning how to cook with earth ingredients (“Why is the Chocobo so small you eat baby ones?” “...seph-” you buy him a children's animal book lmaooo).

The first time he went to the shops with you a few final fantasy fans came up and he started to tense up so you had to shoo them away saying he was shy and practicing for the con in a few months.

“What’s a con?-” “Don’t even worry about it” he worries about it and looks it up when you guys get home.

You guys settle into a rhythm and he reads up on final fantasy lore .

“Hironobu Sakaguchi/Square Enix I just wanna talk” becomes a meme in the house.

SPEAKING OF MEMES

He doesn’t get a lot of them but he loves cat memes (the cat salad one is his fav and he always sends it to you).

It takes him a while to fully settle but when he does he is truly happy.

If he needs to get a job he would probably get into security.

Or even cooking I feel he would be an amazing chef -let him trot around a cafe too.

just him in an apron.

He keeps his hair long and loves you looking up styles to do on him.

Feel he's a shit driver but he doesn’t trust Uber so either you have to drive or walk everywhere.

Enjoys watching you play games while he relaxes and reads about the world (he plays when you're not home so he doesn’t embarrass himself- chuckles at the stunned look on your face when he beats you in a round of your favorite game)

#final fantasy 7 #final fantasy fanfiction #finalfantasy x reader #ff7 x reader #sephiroth #sephiroth x reader #ask

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leviathanspain · 2 years

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mi amor

namor x avenger!reader

synopsis: after a long time running away from the one man who had promised you the world, you realize your fears have come to fruition

disclaimer: i have NOT seen the movie yet lmaooo i work all the time + i’m a cheap ass waiting for the pirated websites to upload the HD versions for the movie so bear with me if none of this is remotely accurate— based off of fics and clips i’ve seen

mi amor - my love

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you could hear the clamor of the fight. you had stayed back, the look of disappointment on shuri’s face when she tried to tug on you to help was like salt in your deep wound. you knew exactly who it was, having caught glimpses of their blue skin and their clothing, you felt the bile rise in your throat as panic surged your body.

had he truly found you again? after all this time?

you had spent the months after leaving, destroying every piece of your identity, faking your death, selling your belongings and erasing yourself from existence. for a time, it was easy. half the world had been snapped so half the people who once knew you, were gone.

but it didn’t make the struggle of it all any less. the avengers had dissolved, especially considering that half of your teammates were gone, you were left with one option, one that you weren’t really sure was reliable anymore.

wakanda had once let you call it home, and you hoped it would once again.

nakia’s voice was like music to your ears as the call had finally been picked up on the third ring.

your head fell into your hand with a sigh of relief, “nakia!” you nearly cried, “nakia, thank the gods..”

you heard a faint whisper of a man in the background before nakia responded with your name, “y/n? what’s wrong?”

your unloading of the situation took a mere five minutes, but nakia was already on her way with a jet to retrieve you in less than.

being back on wakanda was jarring. you had been here before, happy and accompanying bucky as he healed from hydra’s touch. and it was here, that you saw him for the very first time.

legends that your mother had told you never measured to his. he was pure magic, a mystical being that had you bowing on your knees.

he rose from the water as you felt the tears prick from your eyes. the darkness casted a shadow over his face, and it wasn’t until he was breathing your air, that you finally saw the beauty of him.

you felt the gasp of air leave your lungs, and instead, filled with the pounding water from down below.

you wanted to scream, feeling the burning of your lungs, you clawed at your throat, and even more at him, for his beauty was a facade for the evil that sat within him.

as he set a hand on your shoulder, intent on watching you die within his wrath, you gripped his hand, and let the fire of your pain burn through onto his skin.

he pulled back, hissing as he looked down at his injury. you collapsed at the same time, the water that made your lungs burn now emptied out on the ground, gasping for air you heaved.

“what..” you coughed, still gulping at the left over sea water, “the fuck?!” you yelled.

“i have the same question to ask you..” his voice was accented, a twinge of spanish just at the brink of his tongue you could almost hear it.

he looked down at his burn and smirked softly, “you are the fire they’ve warned about..”

you sent yourself back to reality.

“enough dwelling in the past..” you muttered. you mustered up your strength and stepped out onto the scene. it was less horrifying as you imagined, considering his style.

all the words fell immediately as you revealed yourself. shuri and ramonda both turned and the reveal of your betrayal played in their eyes.

“y/n.” his voice was like forbidden music to your ears. you turned your gaze away from them and faced him.

you regretted your decision to show, but you understood that this was partly your fault.

“k'uk'ulkan.” his name was like honey on your tongue, a sound to him that left him buzzing. you looked at him and wanted to beg the question, wanted to ask why he would go to such lengths to find you.

“don’t think that i didn’t know. i can feel you move amongst them, your heart is aligned with mine..” namor moved closer to you, “i felt them, their heartbeat, their energy..” namor whispered now, his words ever so enchanting.

you mustered up the courage and pushed him back roughly, the sound of sizzling flesh was heard just as his soldiers, stepped in front of him with weapons pointed at your neck.

you scoffed, “i was once considered your queen, your ruler and you my subjects, and you dare forget me so soon..” you stepped back, and ignored their faces as you stared at namor, “there is not a corner on this earth that you will leave unsearched, but there is the fact that you will never find him.” your words were like knives to his heart, and he seethed.

as you prepared to step back, run away as you have always done, the emotion that tugged at your heartstrings made you stop, and gaze him in the eye once more.

“how could you have done this to me, mi amor?” he was murmuring the words, and you looked back to see the wakandians glaring at you with betrayal, “i promised to give you the world,” he opened his arms and turned with a grimace, “even if the world is undeserving of your beauty, your power can change it, change them.” he glowered at the wakandians.

you shook your head, “how could i have stayed knowing your were walking the narrow line between justice and tyranny?” you echoed, “i made my decision, and i live with it everyday that he asks who his father is.” you sniffled, “it is now your turn to live with the consequences of your actions, mi amor.” the last words felt antagonizing, like salt to another deep wound.

the pain of walking away, knowing you had just given up another place you could’ve called home eventually, was tough. your son was with nakia, the only one entrusted with the information regarding his parentage, you had him blended into society, a child who lived in ignorance filled bliss.

you would give up your life, if it meant namor would never see him.

#marvel imagine #avengers x fem!reader #marvel x reader #avengers imagine #avengers x reader #namor x reader #namor the sub mariner #namor x you #namor fanfiction #namor angst #namor fluff #namor smut

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stupidlovergirl · 1 year

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In Sickness and In Health

Your sick, and need someone to take care of you

Feat. Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor Dev Notes: I am sick, but finally feeling better. To cope w/ it, them taking care of you. I did this in like 20 mins

Lucifer

Lucifer turns into a mother hen when your sick. He makes you a healthy soup and warm tea during these times.

He also changes and washes your sheets every other day. "You don't want the bacteria to reinfect you"

He just gets so worried since your human

If you feel strong enough to do it, he brings you the work from your classes and gets the lessons plan and teaches you himself. Never has the work from the Devildom made such sense.

Overall, kills it. 9/10 cause you can't out of work if it is something that won't kill you he feels like, and you have to move for sheet changing

Mammon

King of dramatics, acts like your dying when it's just a little cold

Makes you Hell Sauce Noodles cause he doesn't know what other soup to make, and doesn't think to ask or look one up

Does watch movies with you though, cause he isn't afraid of your icky human sickness infecting the Great Mammon

Cuddling is a must. Will cuddle you until you sweat whatever sickness out.

Just in total not the best because he really doesn't know what to make you when your sick, but is pretty great when it's minor since he likes to cuddle and just relax

Overall 7/10. Could improve, but could be a lot worse

Leviathan

Levi is pretty hit or miss when your sick

He tries to take care of you, but Levi can barely take care of himself most days so...

Makes you canned soup and gives you water. Watches anime with you, but you gotta beg like your dying tomorrow to convince him for cuddles.

He also likes that no one pesters him to go outside when he is taking care of you, so he likes that and will volunteer as tribute

He also doesn't go to school in person a lot, so he is also there when it's something small and you need help

overall, 6/10. He just doesn't understand until you break down what you need, and just kinda does the bare minimum. Is good emotional support though

Satan

Satan has studied human sicknesses, so he understands what you'll need. He also is pretty okay cook, so indulge in that

He might study you during this time. Every few hours he asks how your feeling very clinically when all you want to do is sleep

He reads to you, it's very soothing and you like his voice and this is the only reason why you haven't killed him from all the questions

Overall 8/10. He is very sweet, but if he keeps asking all those questions your gonna wring his next

Asmodeus

Right off the bat I'm telling you if you're vomiting, you better not consider Asmo

He loves you, he promises! But those fluids are not cute.

If it isn't to severe, he'll help a little. It might be for his Devilgram though cause he's taking cute photos of himself being your "cute little nurse"

Is primarily their to help those taking care of you..

3/10 overall. He isn't in it for the long haul but you appreciate him getting your medicine and a few glasses of water when no else could.

Beelzebub

He is SO worried about you

Will make you soup, and even manages not to eat it! It took a lot of effort on his part but he'd do anything for you

If you want to snuggle, he is all for it. He holds you so gently, the big teddy bear <3

You could ask for anything and he'd get it for you.

Ugh, probably the best to ask because fluids don't make him upset either (unshakable king)

10/10, always ask for Beel to be the one. He doesn't even force you do your work and makes the best meals. Without all the stupid questions too.

Belphegor

LMAOOO you got sick and asked for Belphie's help? Is the fever making you that delusional?

If he's feeling generous, he'll hand you the water from your bedside, but if it isn't in the room you might as well kiss it goodbye

I'm joking, kinda

Belphie is a sleepy guy, and more than likely will fall asleep when getting you something

If he does return with it, yay! You finally got your meds after 2 hours, but you might as well ask one of the other to get it

He is good for help around the room. Will hold your hair back as your throwing up, and will cuddle. So you got that from him!

Overall a 5/10. He is lazy, and if your barely sick he won't do anything, but if your truly sick he tries a little bit, but prefers to be your cuddle buddy, and get you things around the room

#lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #satan x reader #asmodeus x reader #beelzebub x reader #belphegor x reader #obey me x reader #obswd x reader #lucifer x you #mammon x you #leviathan x you #satan x you #asmodeus x you #beelzebub x you #belphegor x you #obey me x you #obswd x you #bunny's.game.collection

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lexusdiaries · 6 days

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ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ YOUTUBE'S FAVOURITES ; w.l

synopsis: Instagram!AU. A brief look through Will's (WillNE) and YN's (@yn.org) relationship through the years.

contains: Fluff, Public,established relationship, Reader is an influencer.

a/n: Terrible username for YN, i'm horrible and picking usernames.

@yn.org

look at him, he's menacing, evil! he doesn't even deserve to he tagged. he's horrible.

1,836 likes 97 comments 500 shares

@yn.fan: THE 2ND PHOTO!!! 🥺

@willne: i didn't even do anything 😐

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.org: you did. you told me to turn off my show for the racing, unbelievable.

╰─▸ ❝ @ynxeditz: GET HIM TOLD YN

╰─▸ ❝ @eloisezzl: i love them <3

╰─▸ ❝ @cchaza: stand your ground yn!

@yn.org

he looks so proud of himself in the 1st one. annual august willne dump for u guys <3

9,739 likes 2,638 comments 6,836 shares

@batmnlyvs: you guys are adorable 🙁

@yn.fan: when are we gonna get a yn dump on his page?

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.org: never. he hates me

╰─▸ ❝ @willne: ???

╰─▸ ❝ @tswiftdailyphotos: LMAOOO i love her

╰─▸ ❝ @sidemenfanxs: HELP 😭

@willne: no need for that last photo lass

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.org: there was <3

@yn.org

got some bts of his newest video, go watch i make a brief appearance - i wasn't allowed to be in the full video 😕

12,637 likes 936 comments 7,000 shares

@willne: i never said you weren't allowed, you're fibbing now

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.org: i never tell lies

@stephentries: you've replaced me

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.org: well it's not my fault im better

╰─▸ ❝ @stephentries: vile.

@yn.fan: YN IN WILLNE'S VID?? OH MY GOD I PRAYED FOR TIMES LIKE THESE.

╰─▸ ❝ @stupid1d1ot: SAMEEE

╰─▸ ❝ @poppyhornet: we need more of her!!

@chrismd: yn's everywhere but her own channel 💀

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.org: yeahh shut it you 🖕

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.fan: PLEASE POST ANOTHER VIDEO. IM STARVED OF CONTENT 😕😕😕😭😭😭😭

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.org: stay tuned next week <3

@willne

watch the newest willne video, and i'll post more yn content (if i have to)

6,827 likes 482 comments 1,000 shares

@yn.fan: bros finally posting her

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.org: i know took him long enough

@yn.fan he loves me guys

╰─▸ ❝ @willne: let's not go that far

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.org: fuck you 🖕🖕🖕

@willxynfan: only watched for yn

╰─▸ ❝ @willne: dont blame u mate

╰─▸ ❝ @yneditz: yn second channel appearance when???

╰─▸ ❝ @pligsj: preach

@yn.org

finally made my 2nd channel debut, only took him 2 years

700 likes 74 comments 251 shares

@willne: probably the best video on that channel now

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.org: aren't you sweet

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.fan: I LOVED THE VIDEO! WE NEED MORE YN!!!

╰─▸ ❝ @user17382: PLEASE MORE YN

@jamesmarriottyt: i've been suspended. 💔

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.org: no u can come back next week, idk how u do it every week and not punch him

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.fan: LMAO

╰─▸ ❝ @sidemen.272: jimbo mazza fighting willne (not clickbait)

@yn.org

contrary to the publics belief, we do actually love each other sometimes <3 @willne

7,916 likes 694 comments 719 shares

@willne: ❤️❤️❤️

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.org: 💞💞💞

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.fan: there so sweet :((

╰─▸ ❝ @:eloisezzl: i love them an unhealthy amount

╰─▸ ❝ @lia9472: if they break up ill never believe in love again. ☹️

@cchaza: ships edits finna go crazy after this

@jamesmarriottyt: they grow up so fast!

╰─▸ ❝ @yn.org: said man desperately tries to deny the old alligations while commenting this publicly.

╰─▸ ❝ @jamesmarriottyt: alright.

@authurteevee's 2024 original work, any reposts, rebloggs, or translations are not permitted.

#willne x reader #willne x you #willne x yn #willne fic #willne fluff #youtuber x reader #youtube x reader #arthurteevee

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strwbnnie · 2 years

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-| hi my newfound love 💕

i bring to thee pervy thoughts to satiate your kinktober thirst 💦

STAY WITH ME NOW ….

N-

N-NAGA!BAKUGO 🐍

Naga!Bakugo who stands about 7ft tall at his full height. Thick, muscular arms crossed over his bulging pecs that lead to into perfectly chiseled abs and tapers into a massive corded serpentine tail that he uses to prep you before stretching your tight little hole out with his two slimy ✨cocks✨

do with this what you will ❤️

Kinktober day 1 and only 🤪

Ngl it took forever but I got it done lmaooo excuse mistakes I never proofread

Pairing: Naga!Bakugo x Explorer Chubby Black!Fem Reader

c/w: 18+ MDNI

chileeeee 😭 monster fucking, oviposition, tail fucking, kats has two cawks, oral (m!receiving), language ofc, Katsuki hates humans, Katsuki’s 100 yrs old at least, he’s also a lil mean but I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t sprinkle a little praise here and there, venom intoxication, full nelson position, cervix fucking, girl you a babymama now 🤤 ❀ let me know if I’m missing any tags ❀

inspo behind his look lol

❀

Something wasn’t right about this forest, so many sinkholes and underground traps lingered around the bunker-like caves.

Which is exactly why you’re limping back to your camp. You’d lost your canteen, which meant you had no drinking water for the night. Fortunately, you had somewhere warm and sheltered to sleep.

You entered the bunker you’d claimed for yourself. This one was the least creepy of them all, lacking the furs and animal carcasses you’d seen in a couple of the others.

At the entryway you kicked off your boots, not wanting to track dirt and mud inside. The tapestry you’d brought gave you a decent amount of privacy, kept you hidden from whatever might’ve been lurking outside, however it couldn’t hide you from something already inside.

“Oi, it’s about time, who the fuck are you?” He snarled violently, tail curling around to push you the rest of the way inside. He’d been waiting on you to return all day, dying to see just who was bold enough to trespass amongst his territory.

He was huge, not only big and brutish but tall too, his head nearly grazing the cave’s ceiling as he raised up at you.

Katsuki hated humans. They were messy, disgusting and vile, destroying every place they’d come to inhabit.

So he’s absolutely seething when a ditzy little bitch makes herself comfortable right in the middle of his territory. Pinning your dumb little tapestry in the entryway, and leaving your things scattered.. neatly in a corner?

Okay whatever you didn’t make a mess, but still he’d spent days digging it out and getting it just right for his rut, only to have some human bitch trespassing while he was out collecting supplies.

“Oh I-.”

Terrified was an understatement as you looked everywhere but his face to to avoid his angry red eyes.

“You’re a..a…like a centaur..but a snake?” He heard you say. Should someone, or something like this even exist? You couldn’t help but wonder if he was the product of some freaky genetic splicing, or something conjured up from the deepest darkest depths of your monsterfucking fantasies.

His human or hunanoid half was absolutely beautiful. A very handsome face, even if it was fixed into a scowl, big muscled arms and an abdomen like a washboard. He wore golden cuffs on his arms and wrists, thick rings adorned a couple of his fingers. His body was thick and bulky, tapering down to a slender twelve foot long tail. His scales were black with splotches of tan, the underbelly that same sandy tan color.

“A Naga, dumbass. I don’t have time for ya little games, bitch. The hell are you doing in my den. Where’d you come from?”

“Your what? I’m traveling south and I just needed a camp for a few nights. Please don’t eat me, I’ll leave!” You were willing to beg the handsome creature for your life. You nearly fainted at the feel of his cold, scaly tail wrapping around and giving a deterrent squeeze.

“Don’t flatter yourself.” He snarled. The last thing he’d ever eat was a disgusting human, you’d probably taste like shit anyway, with all the garbage humans ate.

Now, a deer or a big fat juicy rabbit? He’d do just about anything for. He’d probably go hunting after he figured out how to dispose of you.

“So, what should I do with you, my chubby little bunny?”

His tone was taunting, you’re sure anything you suggested he’d laugh at, but you mustered up enough courage to speak anyway.

His gaze was fixed on you, red reptilian eyes daring you to make a move. He wanted you to run. He’d probably even stall a bit, give you a little leeway before hunting you down like the predator he was.

And when he found you he’d contemplate snapping your pretty little neck, or pumping so much venom into your veins that your blood solidified completely, or even gutting you like a fish and tossing you aside for the scavengers to deal wit-

“K-keep me?”

He stared at you like you’d grown another head.

“Keep you?” He spat the words like they were poison filling his mouth. He scoffed, nose turned up and brows bunched into a menacing scowl. “Fuck are you talkin’ about?”

He’d expected you to beg for a merciful death, totally caught off guard when you suggested such an impious request.

“L-like a pet or maid..I-I can cook or forage or…please you.” You reasoned with the monster, voice dying in your throat at the end of the statement. You knew there was no way he’d let you go unscathed, so you offered up the next best thing, you hoped.

The blonde stopped and looked down at you, arms crossed over the thick trunk of his body and squeezing his deliciously large pecs together, before his mouth turned up in a devilish smirk. Uncoiling his tail, he dropped you right on your butt.

“Don’t need a pet, but I do need an incubator.” Your eyes widened when his eyes fixated on your chubby tummy.

“Incubator?”

“Yeah,” His forked tongue flickered. “Ain’t got a mate, but I’m ready for a litter.“

He slithered the rest of the way to you, pulling you right into his arms. He pressed his cool fingers into your doughy body, pulling you right up against him. “You have the perfect body to bare my clutch, so you will.”

Sure, it was contradictory. He hated humans, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t use you and all of your warm holes, right?

“Either that or I stuff em’ into your corpse.”

He could smell your fear, along with the sweet scent of ovulation and it was absolutely intoxicating. Your scent alone made him fucking feral, made him want nothing more than to burrow deeper into his den and have his way with you, to pump you full of cum and then his eggs.

Which is exactly what he’d do. Make you pay for disturbing his peace and triggering his rut early.

“Gonna keep papa’s eggs nice and warm, right? Ya promise?”

You nod with so much force your head might fall off, flinching when his thin tongue flickered rapidly beside your ear.

“Good, now whad’ya say about pleasing me, Bunny?”

***

The naga is left speechless when you take the head of one of his cocks into your mouth. The warmth enveloping him like the tightest hug.

“Fuck…what a good little bitch.”

You responded with the faintest little ‘mhm’ staring up at him all starry-eyed and dazed. Your tongue ran up and down that thick vein, sending shivers up his spine.

Katsuki had fucked with plenty of Naga women, but none of them had ever taken his dicks into their mouth, too prude and snobby to commit such a profane act.

But humans—humans were the embodiment of sin, the epitome of absolute trash, and before now he’s never been more grateful for the scum of your race.

Because here you were, the sexiest plump little vixen he’d ever seen, on your knees with your tongue swirling around each of his heads, showing neither more attention than the other.

You squished one of them between your busom, fucking it with your tits while your mouth handled the other.

“Holy fuck.” The naga breathed out, palming your head to push you down onto his cock, the tip nudging the threshold of your throat. Katsuki’s mind was clouded with delirium, head thrown back as little grunts and groans were forced out of him.

He laced his fingers into your braids, the hair ties that held your bun long gone. He was surprisingly gentle, forming your hair into a ponytail to rut against your mouth.

You sucked his cocks like your life depended on it, because it did. You needed him to feel like you were worth keeping, not to be discarded after you’d given him a litter.

“S-stop.”

Of course you didn’t stop, too stupefied to even understand the command at first. The naga felt like putty in your hands, the rattle of his tail moving intensely fast, nearly beating against the ground to signal just how close he was.

Your tongue and throat tingled as you worked him with your mouth, pushing him closer and closer to a release that would’ve brought him to his knees if he had them.

“Stop…or I’ll kill ya.” Bakugou panted hard, breaths ragged and strained, giving your hair a rough tug.

He quite literally meant what he said, as much as he did want to paint your throat with his cum, you’d likely asphyxiate from all that semen.

Your mouth was off of him in an instant, staring up at him waiting for your next order. You were a delectable sight to behold. Saliva dripping from your chin onto your big tits.

He pulled you up into a sloppy kiss, coating your tongue and throat with venomous saliva. It made your mouth water, the more you swallowed it down. You were now covered in a light sheen of sweat, body lax in his arms and incredibly sensitive, signs that you ingested the poison well.

“Please! I want-I need your cocks! Need you to fuck m-me.” His venom had you slack-jawed and slurring, drool dripping from the corners of your mouth.

Katsuki loved a bitch who wasn’t too proud to beg, carnal urges roused and ready to give you all that you asked for.

“Gotta stretch that pretty pussy if you want both my cocks.”

You nodded, or at least thought you nodded, head swaying as he maneuvered you around. Now you have your arms looped around his neck as he holds you up by your knees.

You let out the most wanton moan when his rattle breached your cunt, gasping and panting like a whore when more and more of that thick tail made its way inside.

Your eyes squeezed shut and your mouth formed a wide ‘o’ as the rings of the his tail were sheathed deep into your cunt.

“Nice and warm.” His deep raspy voice lingers in your mind even after he’s spoken.

“Fuckkkk! I need more!” You cried out, cunt gushing more of your syrupy arousal around his tail and down your thighs.

“Doing s’good, I’ll give ya more.” He praised, fangs pressed into his lip as he slipped his tail out, rattle coated in your pussy’s cream.

Tears stung your eyes at the delicious stretch of his upper cock stuffing your cunt.

He bounced you up and down, loving how your warm, creamy pussy felt around him. With every thrust the head of his second cock bumped against your clit sending tremors through your body every single time.

He never wanted to leave the warmth of your cunt and quite frankly you didn’t want him to either with how you wrapped your thick thighs around him so tightly.

He was able to pry you off of him a little, just enough to position his second dick at your entrance.

Completely cock-drunk and dickmatized you’d probably die if he pulled out of you. You’d never been so full in your life, filled the the brim with this monster’s cock.

“You said you wanted both right?”

“Uhhuh?” You agreed to all of his questions if it meant keeping your life. Your mind was so clouded and hazy that you didn’t even process what he meant until he stuffed that second cock into your greedy cunt.

Shifting the position, he turns you around so that your back was against his front, cocks still stuffed inside as he handled you like you were featherlight. He lifts your legs up until he has them over his forearms, you’re now folded in half against him with his hands locked behind your head.

In an instant he’s moving again, holding you still and slamming into your pussy at a god-like speed. “Oooo shit.” You moaned, staring down at your bulging belly.

“You’re so stronggg.” Your praises pumped his ego, if that was even possible, the man already had so much confidence as it was. “Nghhh it’s s-so fucking good.”

“Yeah? Human whore loves my cocks?” He had the meanest grin on his face, basking in your praises.

“Yesssss, fuck yes.” You screamed, eyes crossed and tongue lolling out like a mad woman as he fucked you into oblivion.

“J-just like t-t-that.” You stuttered as you felt the peak of an orgasm creeping up on you.

It had just dawned on you, the blonde hadn’t even given you his name, if he had one.

“N-name..what’s your name.”

“Katsuki.” The Naga said, thrusts never faltering. He rarely gave his first name, especially to people he deemed beneath him. However, in a matter of moments you’d be the mother of his brood, of course he made an exception.

“Katsu…mmphhh. I’m gonna cum, Katsukiiii!” You whimpered out his name as you coated his cock with your juices.

“Oh f-fuck, what’s happening?” Your hooded eyes widened when the thick heads of his cocks pushed passed the ring of your cervix, sitting snug inside your womb and ready to deliver his clutch.

Play time was over, and Katsuki was ready to collect on that promise you made him.

Large and round, the first egg settled into your belly. One after the other he deposited six big eggs into your belly. The stretch was uncomfortable, heavy.

You weren’t even sure if you could stand holding so much extra weight. After all you’ve been through you weren’t sure if you could stand at all, honestly.

He finally lifted you off of his cocks, both semi flaccid and slowly retreating back into their slit. Your eyes were fixated below you, intrigued by the bright green slime that dripped out of your cunt but even more so by the swell of your tummy after being filled with the naga’s eggs.

You felt yourself being moved, until you were layed against your sleeping bag and few extra blankets you had brought to bundle up with.

You were drained— body covered in sweat and cum, belly stretched to capacity. You didn’t even want to think about how you looked right now.

“Oi, stay with me.” He slapped a calloused hand over your cheek a couple of times.

You floated in and out of consciousness but you kept your eyes locked on his crimson ones as best as you could.

“Did good.” He patted your head as you snuggled into his cool body, bulging belly jutting against his abdomen.

He rubbed a hand over your belly. ”S’good for me, gonna give me a strong litter.” He kissed your forehead and that’s all you could remember before consciousness evaded you.

❀

#bakugou x chubby reader #bakugou smut #black reader #bnha smut #chubby reader #mha x plus sized reader #bakugou imagine #bakugo x poc!reader #bakugou x black reader #kinktober #plus size teratophilia #teratophilia smut #terato #naga!bakugou #naga!bakugo #naga monster #naga smut #HentyeHottie

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querenciasturniolo · 10 months

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Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii (: I’m so happy your requests are open again I have had a idea for so long now and it’s about y / n and Chris but they were friends into lovers but Matt likes y / n too and they argue over her until she picks Chris in the end!!

choose ⮕ c.s.

word count: 865

warnings: angst, swearing, arguing, mentions of violence

summary: request

a/n: oddly enough, this was EXTREMELY similar to a chapter fic idea i had a while back LMAOOOO. this was really fun to write, bc i’m not too used to writing angst🙏🏻 i changed it a little bit 🤏🏻 this is very edward vs jacob esque and that’s so funny to me LMAOOO

p.s. i know this wouldn’t actually happen, please take the disclaimer below to heart.

everything written is completely fictional. the people i write for are written with characteristics and mannerisms that i made for them, this is in no way depicting what would actually happen in real life.

“Back up.”

You’d only been in the house for a few minutes, and the sight before you had your eyes widening and your jaw dropping. Matt and Chris were almost nose to nose, their eyes boring into one another’s.

“Guys.” You whispered, neither of them moved. Chris spoke again, his teeth grit together with each word.

“Matt, back the fuck up.”

Matt’s jaw clenched, his eyes never leaving Chris’ as he took a step back.

“Why don’t we let her settle this?” Matt said. You’d never heard their voices sound so full of hatred towards one another, your heart pounded in your chest as you looked between the two of them.

“What are you talking about?” You asked, your voice finally breaking past a whisper and catching their attention.

Chris’ gaze met yours first, your chest aching at the sight of his red rimmed eyes. “Do you love me?” He asked. You took a step back, feeling as though you’d been punched in the gut.

“Of course I do, I love you both—“

“No.” Chris said, his voice gravelly as he inhaled sharply. “Do you love me?”

The change in emphasis had your head spinning as a million thoughts raced through your mind.

“I-I don’t understand.” You said.

Matt scoffed next to him, and Chris whipped his head towards him immediately and took a step towards him. He shoved Matt, hard, and a gasp left your lips as you rushed forward.

“Don’t think I won’t kick the shit out of you, keep your fucking mouth shut.” He snarled. Before you could ask them what the hell their problems were, Chris spoke again.

“You always get everything you want, why couldn’t you just leave it be and let me have something?!”

You hated when Chris raised his voice, especially with so much emotion that it cracked at the end. Matt’s face was set, his teeth gritting together as he spoke.

“You think I wanted this?! I can’t control the way I feel any more than you can!” Matt shouted, his hands coming up to shove at Chris’ chest.

Chris barely moved as he scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Oh fuck off, you knew how I felt about her the moment we met her. You just had to get in the way of that, just like every other fucking thing.”

“God, you’re such a fucking baby, you know that?” Matt spat.

Chris shoved Matt against the table, hard enough to knock it back a few inches.

“Stop!” You shouted, getting between the two of them and shoving Chris back. “All of this over a fucking girl? Get the fuck over yourselves, what the hell is going on?!” Your throat felt raw as you looked between them. They didn’t have to explain, realization hit you the moment you saw their eyes, and your heart sank.

“Wait.” You mumbled, shaking your head and finally meeting Chris’ eyes. “That’s what you meant? When you asked if I loved you?”

Chris swallowed and nodded. Your eyes shifted to Matt, who was staring at the floor. “And you?” You asked. His eyes met your gaze, and it was all the answer you needed.

You sighed and looked down at the floor.

“Look.” You started, your eyes meeting Chris’. He looked so broken, so angry and so disheveled that you could barely speak past the knot in your throat. “Of course I love you. I’ve loved you for as long as I’ve known you, but…”

Chris closed his eyes and shook his head.

“I can’t choose between the two of you, I refuse to gain love and lose a friend.” You said, your eyes meeting Matt’s on the last word. His jaw clenched and he nodded. Matt pushed himself off of the edge of the table and took a step back.

“Choose him.” He mumbled, his eyes on the floor as he turned and walked towards his bedroom.

You watched him retreat to his room and winced when the door latched. Your eyes met Chris’, your cheeks burning when you realized he’d been looking at you the entire time.

“You love me?” He repeated. You nodded once and took a deep breath, barely opening your mouth before he interrupted you. “But you still won’t choose me.”

Tears pooled in your eyes as you stood on your tiptoes and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. His hand rested on the back of your neck, and before you could process it, he turned your head and his lips were pressed to yours.

You expected the kiss to be rough, angry, but it was the exact opposite. The kiss was soft, so full of emotion that you couldn’t help the soft sob that left your lips as you wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned against him fully. His arms wrapped around your torso and pulled you impossibly closer to him, a soft sigh leaving his nose as he pulled away and rested his forehead against yours.

You sniffled and pulled away completely, not even looking at him as you walked towards the door.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered, Chris’ sniffling drowning out your words as you took each step and finally walked out the door.

tags: @strniolo , @toyourloves , @ssturniolo , @jellybeanbby , @thetriplets3 , @mxriverse , @stvrni0lo , @gabbylovesreading , @dwntwn-strnlo , @tylerscreat0r , @emssturniolo , @lvrsparadise , @angelcake-222 , @20nugs , @obsessivencrazy , @lollibumblebee , @stargirlv0id , @idontexistman

#sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo #chris sturniolo imagine #chris sturniolo x you #chris sturniolo x reader #querenciasturniolo

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