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Chapter 2

(Chapter 1 HERE)

“A little to the left…there you go…press that spot. There! I bet I'm leaking aren’t I?”

Marianne watched as little drips of precum dripped out of Jack’s penis. She wasn’t even touching it. She had two fingers shoved up his rectum, looking for the soft little walnut she had recently learned was his prostate. She knew she was doing it right when his breathing changed. He let out pitiful little high-pitched whimpers as she gently pressed, prodded and worked her fingers over it.

“Does it really feel that good?”

“Ohhhhohhh yeaa!” He moaned, eyes in the back of his head. He was splayed out on the floor on top of an open, oversized diaper, drenched in piss.

“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” she asked, dumbfounded. How, in 52 years did she never learn of prostate stimulation?

“I didn’t know how to tell you!” He groaned, still moaning on the floor as she worked her fingers in and out of him. “Don’t stop! Right there! Ohhhh yea! You feel so good! Right there! I’m gonna cum! Yea! Yeaa! Yess!! Ahh—wuh?!”

Marianne quickly withdrew her fingers, smirking as she pulled off the gloves and set them to the side.

“What are you doing??” Jack asked a little too vehemently. “I was just about to cum!”

“Exactly.” Marianne smiled triumphantly.

“But…wasn’t that the point…? For you to make me cum from anal only?”

“Yup.”

“So why didn’t you?”

Marianne grinned as she slipped a finger over the little lines of cum oozing down his balls. “Are you sure I didn’t?”

Jack blushed sheepishly, but continued his point. “Well…not all the way…”

“Would you have? If I kept going?” Marianne asked.

“Well…yea…probably.”

“Then I would say ‘Mission Accomplished.’”

She laughed at his frustration. After just two weeks of classes in the ABCD program, she was already feeling much more confident in the dominant role. Not to say she didn’t still have some kinks to work out…

Remembering the task at hand, she brought the pack of wipes closer to her, digging into the top and pulling out exactly 3. From the corner of her eye she could see his dick dancing to the sound of the crinkling package. She liked seeing him so turned on. It was, afterall, what all of these extra classes were for. That, and it gave her some time to interact with people that weren’t all her age. Spending time on a college campus once more had given her that youthful feeling of nostalgia she didn’t know she was missing.

Jack gave a sharp gasp when she brought the cold wipe to his thigh, tracing it upwards, skipping his penis, and going down the other side. Her eyes were on him the whole time, watching how his breathing and countenance changed with her every movement. Finally, she brought the wipe to his balls, giggling as they shriveled almost instantly beneath the graying hair. She wiped the clear, sticky liquid that had leaked from his balls.

“Am I doing okay?” She asked, needing that reassurance. Even though she was getting trained, she still felt so new at this. Like a bird still learning to fly.

“You’re doing great!” Jack smiled.

“No, really.” Marianne beckoned, “I need to know what I’m doing wrong so I can pass my practical exam next Thursday.”

Jack considered, trying to shove his regressed brain away so he could logically consider.

“I guess you could…dirty talk?”

Marianne suspected that was coming, it was a statutory point Professor Peterson had heavily emphasized.

“Ughh you’re right…” Marianne groaned, clapping a hand to her forehead. “I just feel so…awkward.”

“Don’t.” Jack shrugged, as if that would fix it. “There’s no way you can go wrong. You could say you’re going to butter my corn and I would still find it incredible. It’s more about your tone than anything.”

“What do you mean? What kind of tone?”

“I dunno…like…a ‘Mommy’ tone? But a patronizing one. Like, you don’t even see me as a man, just a loser that has to wear pampers.”

“But you’re not a loser…”

“Well,” Jack shrugged again, “I appreciate that, but remember it’s all about humiliation. You’re making me feel embarrassed for having to wear the diaper, for having to use the diaper.”

Marianne nodded, trying to take it all in. She looked down at her husband splayed out before her, vulnerable as could be, and yet she felt like the ridiculous one. She desperately searched for words to say. “Where do I even begin?”

“Just start by talking about my diaper.” Jack offered, “the state it’s in, how wet it is...that sort of thing.”

Marianne looked down at the sodden diaper laid out on the floor between his legs. It really was soaked, and apparently after just one wetting. How would it look if she made him use it more than 3-5 times like Professor Peterson suggested?

“Uh..umm..okay Jack…your diaper is very wet! Look at how wet your uh…your d-diaper is…” she felt absolutely ludicrous talking to her husband like this. Her voice was shaky, and she sounded way too nervous to be condescending. She peeked up at Jack, his dick still bobbing straight up in the air. “How was that?”

“Good.” Jack said appreciatively in the tone he used when he told her the meatloaf she’d burnt also tasted ‘good’. “Maybe make your voice a little bit higher, use lots of exaggerated gasps, and don’t be afraid to babytalk!”

She swirled that in her mind for a bit, contemplating how best to do it. Marianne was so used to everything being by the book, set, organized, neatly filed and tucked away for easy access. It was hard for her to do anything off the cuff. She’d enjoyed theater back in school, but that was only with specific scripts and lines. Improv was never really her thing.

Still, she took a deep breath, found the right pitch, and gave it a go.

“Oh my!” she gasped, “Wook at what we have here! Did someone go pee pee in their diapurr??”

Jack’s jaw dropped.

“What?” Marianne asked, concerned, “What’s wrong? Did I not do it right??”

“No…” Jack gaped, almost like he was horrified, “You did…amazing!!”

Marianne narrowed her eyes, skeptical. “Really?”

“Really.” Jack said in a way that made her know he meant it. “That was…awesome. Perfect! Keep going…just like that.”

Marianne nodded, appreciating the reassurance, feeling a bit more confident in herself now. She tried to remember the way the other girls spoke to the diaper betas in class, channeling it to her husband. “You’re quite the pampurr pisser aren’t you?? You really soaked this thing!”

She used as many adjectives and degrading terms as she could muster, trying them all on for size. Then she remembered a tip Mrs. Peterson had suggested to help emphasize their feelings of submission, and implicate them in their actions.

“Tell me what you did you…loser!” Marianne intoned, “Tell me what you did in your diaper!”

“I went pee pee’s Mommy!!” Jack said in the most high-pitched of a voice she’d ever heard him use in their 8 years of marriage. His face turned crimson. He was ashamed of himself, and this was his fetish!

She almost felt bad, but she tried to stay in character, giving another exaggerated gasp. “Aww!! You sure did! Silly little…baybee!”

Jack wriggled on top of his diaper in a cutesy sort of way, making it crinkle. It was like his mind had reverted back 50+ years. He tugged the neck of his T-shirt up to his chin. “Make fun of my tiny dick” he muttered in his normal voice.

“But you don’t have a tiny dick.” Marianne said, dropping her own motherly tone, “you’re perfectly average.”

“I know,” he said, still covering his mouth with his shirt like it was a mask for his own persona. “Just…pretend. Remember, you’re humiliating me.”

Marianne nodded. She felt bad criticizing him for something she knew he was already very self-conscious about, but she had to tell herself that this is what he wanted. “D’awww! And wook at your wittle pee pee!” she cooed, gently poking the throbbing head that was pointed skyward, making it lean and sway to and fro, “who knew so much wee wee could come out of such a tiny pee pee!!”

“That’s why I need the diapers” Jack whispered helpfully.

“That must be why you need such a big diapurr huh??” Marianne mused, following his lead, “A nice big pampurr for your widdle baybee dick to–” she stopped, tone shifting, “is it ‘wittle’ or ‘widdle? With ‘T’s or ‘D’s?”

“Heavily debated topic within the community.” Jack said.

“Is it really?”

“No.”

He laughed, “but I think it’s just a matter of preference. I don’t really hear a difference. I think it only matters if you’re typing it. When I write it, I use ‘t’s.”

“When you write it?” Marianne questioned.

Jack suddenly side-eyed, reaching for a change of subject. “Uh…aren’t you supposed to put my pacifier in?”

“Oh shit!” Marianne exclaimed, cursing herself for forgetting step one of a diaper change. She quickly picked up the pacifier case that her and Jack went to pick out and plopped it in his mouth, making him instantly regress again. It also made her think of the other thing she was supposed to do during changes–if the ‘Mommy’ designated it on the preference sheet–and since she was the Mommy in this scenario, she decided it was proper.

Reaching down, she grasped Jack’s purple penis, feeling it throb in her hands. She could practically take his blood pressure from here. “I’m supposed to edge you now…”

Apparently she didn’t have to explain what that was, Jack seemed to understand immediately, and he didn’t seem particularly thrilled about it either.

“How’s that feel?” she asked, running her hand up and down it, using her other hand to squirt a glob of lotion over the top for lubricant. Jack gave that noticeable exhale that let her know when he was in heaven.

“That’s great Mommy!!”

His voice was regressing again, which made her kick back into Mommy mode. “Awww! Wittle Jack Jack likes it when Mommy gives him a whack whack??”

He nodded fretfully, biting his bottom lip. She increased her pace, increased the amount of lube on her hand, making it thwick thwick thwick as she stroked faster.

She watched his legs squirm, his toes clench, his hips heave. She’d seen enough of his orgasms to know when one was coming. She waited until he was right at the cusp before pulling her hand away, making him groan in frustration.

“Raise up.” She said, ignoring his whimpers. She lifted him by the penis at the same time so that his hips raised off the floor, allowing her to slide the wet diaper out from beneath.

She smirked at his bulging dick, flopping around helplessly as she rolled up the drenched diaper and taped it into a ball. Pulling out a fresh diaper, she started fluffing it the way she’d learned in school: popping it outward like a trash bag to unfurl it, folding it down the middle like a hot dog, pressing a crease to free up the padding, then grabbing the edges and shaking it back and forth until said padding was evenly distributed. There was no doubt that it turned the diaper from a flattened white undergarment to a full-fledged plump pamper.

Jack seemed impressed, hardly noticing her stroke his dick a few more times before having him raise his hips again.

“Have you been a good boy today?” she asked, trying to keep the momentum going.

Jack nodded, pacifier bobbing as he suckled.

“Did you stop by the post office like I asked?”

He hesitated, but nodded again.

“Did you??”

“Mhmm!!” He mumbled around his paci, “I droffpped off the packaggge and the card to yerr Mom!”

Marianne smiled, putting her hand around his dick again, but this time only using two fingers. “Hmm…you are a good boy!”

She stroked him up and down, things did feel more natural now that they were both in the mood. Jack was practically a puddle on the floor, wriggling and writhing under her touch, making pathetic little mewling noises.

The cooing quickly turned to ‘crying’ when she pulled her hand away, bringing him back up to the edge and stopping again. Then again. Then one more time.

“Pweez can I cumm, Mommy??” he begged helplessly. She could tell he wanted to literally take matters into his own hands and finish himself off, but he resisted, if only to keep it going longer.

“I don’t know…” Marianne grinned sadistically, enjoying her newfound power. She made an ‘O’ with her thumb and index finger like Claire did in class the other day, putting it just above the head of Jack’s dripping purple penis. “...can you??”

Jack desperately thrust his hips upward, making the diaper crinkle every time he went back down, and had to go even higher to catch Marianne’s rising hand. Eventually, she’d raised it up too high to where Jack was unable to reach it, no matter how desperately he flexed his abs and hips. She hadn’t seen him work his core that hard in a long time…

Finally, he collapsed back down, defeated, knowing that was his last chance.

“Awww! Don’t cry wittle baby!” Marianne cooed, unable to keep herself from smiling. “You get to go back in a diaper like you wanted!!”

Jack whimpered meekly into his pacifier, crossing his arms dramatically. He’d regressed to a full-blown brat. Marianne was genuinely worried that the dusting of powder over his penis would send him over the edge, but she managed to coat it without anything other than globs of precum leaking out.

“Are you going to do all of this with…someone else?” Jack asked, losing his whiney voice.

“What? Like, at school?”

He nodded.

Marianne shrugged, “I…I suppose. I mean…yea. I guess I kinda have to, right? We train on the betas, the ‘mannekins’ as we call them, even though they’re not made out of fake plastic…and I’m pretty sure I’ll have to ‘perform’ on them for practicals and exams.”

Jack looked a little displeased.

“Hey,” she said, lifting his chin with her finger so he was forced to look at her, “you wanted this. You encouraged me to take classes. So if you want me to get better at all of this, you have to be comfortable with me practicing on others.”

He seemed to find logic in that, nodding.

“Don’t be such a sourpuss!” she teased, tickling him a bit until he giggled, “you get to reap all the benefits!”

She tucked his winky down onto his belly as she pulled the diaper upward. Her mind going a little elsewhere as she taped up the sides. Marianne and her first husband were never able to conceive (probably for the best, as he was a dreadful drunk), and by the time she’d met Jack she was long past her prime child-rearing years. Still, she’d always wished she had someone to coddle and mother, perhaps this was her way of getting that. Maybe they were both benefiting from all of this.

Once the tabs were properly secured, Marianne tucked the hems of the diaper inward at the thighs and waistband like she’d learned. She pulled him up until he was standing, checking her work.

“How’s it feel?” she asked, gripping the crotch and rubbing it back and forth. He was still hard inside.

“Great!” He said, smiling behind his pacifier appreciatively.

“Excellent.” Marianne said as she gathered back up the changing supplies. “Oh,” she snapped, pointing a finger up at him and giving him a menacing, motherly look. “No touching.” she said sternly, obviously referring to his diaper, “No cumming. No rubbing it against anything! I’m going to check your diaper in a few hours. I better not find anything in there other than piss. No poop either. I’m not ready for that yet. But if you can go without cumming, I’ll let you cum in me tonight.”

He perked up at that. Jack and Marianne were getting older, so it didn’t happen quite as often as it used to.

“I’m serious.” She said, feeling more confident in her dominant persona. “If I find cum, I won’t punish you with a spanking, I just won’t diaper you. Understood?”

He nodded, sensing her sincerity.

“Good.”

He bent to pick his pants up.

“You won’t be needing those.”

The pacifier practically fell from his mouth, she knew she just made his dick move inside his pampers.

“No pants. Just pampers.” she said, as he scurried off with a little pep in his step.

Sometimes Jack had to take a little blue pill to help get him ready for sex at his age. Marianne highly doubted they would be needing that tonight.

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

“I don’t get why we should ever let them cum.” Brooke was saying, leaning over the bed that had been rolled into the classroom, pressing a Hitachi vibrator to the diapered crotch of the squirming beta.

“We’re not letting him cum,” Savannah reminded her, pinching the whimpering ‘mannekin’ on the cheek, “just edging him.”

“I know, but I mean…in general.” Brooke sighed, lifting the vibrator every time the practice dummy showed signs of climaxing. The poor sophomore must have thought he’d be getting orgasm after orgasm when he signed up as a volunteer to be a learning tool. Did he even know he’d have to wear diapers indefinitely? Miranda distinctly remembered this one being checked by one of her ABCD classmates in the middle of an unrelated Civics lecture. “It’s just…if any man wants to run around in diapers all day, they shouldn’t get to cum. That’s for real men.”

Some of the girls that were circled around the bed nodded in agreement. Miranda couldn’t help but think of Jack. She always thought of him as a man’s man, he certainly didn’t look like one when he was dancing around in diapers, but she’d already spent enough time with him in a “normal” setting to be able to tease the two sides of him apart. She doubted most of these college girls had had much of a committed relationship.

“I know what you mean,” Trinity said, bringing a bottle of formula to the mannequin’s lips, “Benny, the ‘man’ I betasit is constantly masturbating while I’m around. Wife doesn’t want him in a cage.”

“Is he a rubber or a humper?” Valencia asked.

“Girl, all of the above!” Trinity scoffed, “I'm thinking about caging him myself just so I don’t have to listen to him moaning and crinkling all the time! You should see how much goo goo he makes!”

“Oh please, it can’t be that much…” Savannah giggled.

“Okay you’re right,” Trinity shrugged, smiling, “but it’s sooo awkward to see him humping the arm of the couch from the corner of my eye while i’m scrolling through Tik Tok!”

“At least it goes in the diaper…” said Savannah, “I shit you not, one of them shot me right in the face during a diaper change. I didn’t even touch it! It just started spewing everywhere. Got me right in the eye! And his wife had the nerve to tell me he has ED issues, well not in front of me he didn’t!”

The girls collectively laughed. “Okay you win,” Trinity said, “I’ll try not to complain. Still would like him in a cage though…” she smacked the mannekin’s cheeks, reminding him there was a bottle in his mouth, “drink!” she barked.

The beta was too busy holding his mouth open in ecstasy to remember to suck on the little rubber teet. He wrapped his lips around it at Trinity’s behest, but that didn’t stop him from whimpering as he suckled. Brooke pulled the vibrator off for a bit just to hear him groan, and didn’t put it back on until he was guzzling the milk to her standards.

“What’s a cage?” Miranda asked, speaking up for the first time.

All the girls turned to her at once, looking at her as if she just asked something as obvious as who Taylor Swift was. They quickly fixed their faces, however, not wanting to be mean.

“Something to go around their dick,” Claire explained without judgment, she’d seemed to take Miranda under wing. Ironic, considering Miranda had watched her friend give birth to Claire over 20 years ago. “Keeps them from masturbating. Even comes with a little key to unlock it!”

Miranda nodded, imagining the possibilities if she were to use it on Jack. She didn’t mind him masturbating, but she always wished he’d ask if she wanted to join instead of just taking care of his business himself. Having that type of control did sound endearing.

“I’ve got 3 keys!” Valencia said, flashing the necklace between her perfectly plump breasts. “One for my boyfriend and one for the beta I sit for.”

“Who’s the third?”

Val shrugged, “Some fuckboi I met on campus. Haven’t seen him in a while, but he sends me DM’s on the daily asking for the key. He even sends me pictures of his swollen balls!!”

The girls thought that was hilarious. Even Miranda was unable to keep herself from smiling. Where she thought she was progressing with Jack and their relationship, she obviously still had much to learn.

“That’s what I’m saying though…” Brooke continued, fixing the vibrator to a lower position and pressing further into the pissy pamper, “The world would be a lot better if all men were in chastity. They only think with their dicks anyway, and they’re willing to do damn-near anything if it means they’ll have the slightest chance of—“

“Brooke!” Savannah exclaimed, indicating the squirming mannekin on the bed. His eyes were rolling in the back of head and he had started to convulse.

Brooke’s eyes went wide and she immediately yanked the vibrator away. “Shit!” She shrieked, clapping a hand to her mouth. Their assignment was to edge the mannekins, not let them cum. They would lose marks if a load was spilled, even a ruined one.

Brooke tentatively tucked a finger into the waistband of the boy’s diaper, peering inside with bated breath. The rest of the girls were on edge, worried for their own grade. Her eyes darted left and right, finger poking and prodding. “No cum”, she said, breathing a hefty sigh of relief, the rest of the girls following suit.

“Close one!”

“Very.”

“Can’t believe he held it! Good job little guy!”

Val took a peek in for herself. “Ooh those balls sure are blue though!!”

“Someone take this before I cost us our grade!” Brooke said, handing the vibrator off. Claire stepped up and took it eagerly.

The girls continued to chat and edge the poor beta constantly for the next half hour until Professor Peterson finally came over with a clipboard.

“How’s it going over here, girls?” She asked over the sounds of giggles, buzzing, and whimpers.

“Good!”

Peterson decided to test that claim by using her pencil to lift the waistband herself.

“Hmmm…prominent leakage of pre-ejaculate with substantial swelling of the testes. Great job, ladies!”

They all grinned and nodded at each other proudly.

“I’ll remind you that your exams are next week. I expect you to know your stuff. You will also have a practical in which you will need to demonstrate proper prostate and edging techniques. I should warn you: don’t take it lightly. The mannekins next week will be extremely deprived and therefore very easily stimulated and prone to orgasm. I expect you to all bring your A-games. It will be a collective effort. Good luck!”

She snapped her fingers, and the beds around the classroom were wheeled out, the betas squealing and squirming the whole time in disappointed frustration.

Savannah turned to the rest of her group. “We have to get together and study!”

“For real,” Trinity nodded “I can’t afford to even get a C in this class or I'll lose my financial aid!”

“Should we meet in the library?”

“Which one?”

“By the quad.”

“That’s fine, but i’m not that worried about the written exam to be honest,” Savannah made an unapologetic gesture, “I’m just still not comfortable with the prostate and practical side.”

“Well I’m sure we can find someone to practice on.”

“Who? Not everyone’s a loser that would volunteer to get their ass fingered.”

“That’s only because they refuse to admit how good it feels.”

“Sure, but still…”

“Val? Do you think maybe your boyfriend would be okay with it? I mean, you do it to him all the time don’t you?”

“Oh he definitely would be fine with it,” Valencia laughed, “I just don’t know if I’m fine with it.”

Claire put a considerate hand to her shoulder, “That’s valid, we understand that.”

“But where are we going to find—“

“We could use my husband.” Miranda blurted out. Her face turned crimson when all the girls turned to her in shock. “I-I mean…if he’s okay with it. I’ll have to check with him first…”

******

“So let me get this straight…” Jack said incredulously, “you’re asking me if you can have a bunch of college girls come over to the house, put me in a diaper, and practice playing with me and my…parts?”

Miranda felt stupid even asking. Jack was looking at her like she was practically the dumbest person on the planet.

Then he burst into raucous laughter. “Uh…yea.” He chuckled, “yea, i’m pretty sure i’m very much okay with that!!”

To be Continued...

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I just posted the brand new Chapter 3 of this story over on SubStar!! If you'd like to read it, I'd really appreciate your support! As always, thank you so much for your time and attention to read my writings. It really means a lot to me. Thank you so much, and have the best of days!

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urwhorecrux · 8 months

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Can you do a Cedric fic where the reader has a panick attack at a party, cedric notices and takes care of her (a lot of fluff)? And maybe some NSFW parts where cedic tries to calm you/take your mind off things with oral (f receiveing) and fingering.

yess i love this idea <3

⊹。°˖➴ 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 - 𝘤𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘤 𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘺

pairing. cedric diggory x fem!reader.

warnings. smut (17+), insecurities, panic attacks, oral sex (f), fingering, bestfriends to lovers.

summary. cedric and y/n have been friends for so long, will it become more after he comforts her?

word count. 1.0k

another weekend, another hufflepuff quidditch win, and another common room party.

cedric, your bestfriend, always invited you to these things. wether he was by your side or off with friends he always ensure you showed up. tonight you figured it’d be the same as always, but apparently that wasn’t what happened.

it was crowded, dark, and loud. seeing cedric with his friends having fun was a great sight, until you needed him by your side. tonight the common room was crowded as usual, but with multiple people pushing and shoving around the crowd.

you happened to be in the middle of it, the loud music, the shoving, everything began feeling overwhelming. gasping onto every breath, you felt a familiar pattern. one that you needed a bit of comfort by your side for, specifically cedric.

he knows you better than anyone, and how to ease your panic, but this time he wasn’t close by, in the crowd, or in sight.

you felt yourself drop against the wall, your mind raced at all the sounds and noises going around the room, your vision blurring.

thought you’d been trying to recover your loss of breath, you noticed a tall shadow approaching you, one reaching it’s hand out.

your breaths began coming quick and shallow, while tears form in the line of your eyes.

“y/n?” cedric called out, gently reaching for your hand. he began softly brushing your hair out your face with one hand, the other gently running his thumb against your skin.

he didn’t need to hear a word from your to understand what happened, he knew you better than anyone. he softly whispered for you to breathe, gently calming you.

he began guiding you to his room, assuring you he’s there by your side. he continued holding your hand, placing gentle kisses across it.

your panic began washing over, him being by your side helped with everything, wether words were needed or not.

“ced- i’m just really sorry, it shouldn’t have happened and i’m just panicked over nothing and you’re probably really pissed at me but i just love you so much and i-“

“y/n, just breathe i understand it all, and you know i love you more than anything”. he nuzzled into your neck, intertwining his hand with yours assuring you he understood.

the tension was clear, and so was what you both said to each other.

cedric looked up to you, giving you a sweet shy smile with red flushed cheeks. before you knew it your lips began colliding with each other’s, each kiss was loving and gentle. cedric began cupping your face as he tumbled over you, now on top, he began grinding with his clothed cock against your thigh.

he lays you down gently, placing wet kisses along your neck, then down along your thigh leaving marks only he’ll see. his hand slowly ran down your soaked panties, rubbing soft circles along your clit.

your hand reached across for his clothed cock, which now was forming a tent inside his boxers. soft whines escaped his lips as you slowly teased your hand against it. ge began teasing you, leaving a soft curling finger inside you, slowly making you let out a constant squeal with your eyes rolling back in pleasure.

his fingers continue curling in and out of you, he couldn’t help but glare at the beautiful sight of your head rolled back, along with your eyes rolling back with pleasure all because of him.

you continued pumping his cock, teasing your finger across the roughened tip. he slowly let your hand off his cock, now going down your thighs, pulling your panties off as he pressed soft kisses against your pussy.

his tongue pressed against your core, slowly sucking it in trailing across your clit.

“o-oh fuck” you whined, the knot in your stomach building as your legs started to tingle, cedric had made your high come closer with his mouth every second, practically inhaling you in.

your cried out in pleasure every second, softly whimpering. “shhh, darling, gotta be quiet f’me okay?” cedric whispered. you nodded weakly, almost overwhelmed by the pleasure, cupping a hand over your mouth.

wet slippery sounds filled the cramped dorm, cedric’s free hand began fondling your breasts, playing with your soft bare nipple slightly tugging at it, bringing you closer to your orgasm.

your eyes fixated on his cock which was rising even more at this sight, slowly grinding against the bed as he buried his tongue inside you. you recognized a familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach, a tight knot that was so tensing near an orgasm.

“ced- ‘m gonna cum,” you nearly whined, feelings dizzy from the overwhelming pleasure.

he pulled away from your warm pussy for the slightest second, “cum for me baby, come on,” he encouraged, continuing to nibble that one sweet spot inside you, sending you right over the edge.

with that your body slightly spasmed out, focusing on nothing but the mind-numbing pleasure. you attempted to muffle your wanton moans that spilled from your lips, biting on your lip.

your eyes shut tight, the only you were able to focus on was cedric’s gentle voice, guiding you down from your orgasm.

you met with cedric’s soft, kind eyes- they were full of satisfaction and a sly look. sitting yourself back on his bed, one hand came across your waist, the other across your face, softly running his thumb across it.

you looked at him with shining eyes and cheeks deeply flushed from your recent orgasm, paired with the possibility that you and cedric would be together. you both knew it could possibly happen, but no idea how or when. now had been the time, when you both took in a special moment between the two of you.

he begins coming down from the great surprise too, looking to see your eyes gaping and with a shining gaze. although he never knew it either - it was one of the best things to ever happen to him.

likes, reblogs, and feedback is appreciated <3 requests are open!

#harry potter #cedric diggory x y/n #harry potter smut imagine #harry potter smut #harry james potter #cedric diggory smut #cedric diggory x y/n smut #cedric diggory x you #cedric diggory x reader #harry potter smut oneshot

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b4tasquad · 1 year

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RANKING THE BETA SQUAD & EXTRAS BY ATTRACTIVENESS:

thank you for tagging me bae @kennysboxergf <3

Authors note: some of this I know for a fact I’m hearing shit for but idk this is the only right way😛

10. HARRY PINERO

It wouldn’t be b4tasquad without some hp no sauce slander. This guy gets on my nerves so much I have a list of violations I would throw in his face if I was to ever meet that bitch. And it’s not like he’s fine enough to talk about others? Like boy you out here with a non distinguishable hair line and a whole kid trynna act 21 without no kid😐

9. ANESONGIB

Nothing against him, like at all. I just really don’t find him that attractive tbh. And I’ve never really paid attention to him when he’s not in beta squad videos or with em so don’t know him. Kinda looks like the guy from ratatouille but cute tho.

8. JOHNNY CAREY

He’s not ugly? Just not really my type. Really funny in footasylum videos alongside the ones he’s in on the beta squad channel, but like I said not really my type. Kinda feel like he still plays Fortnite and lives in his mamas basement. He has his moments tho, and sometimes his drip be good.

7. DARKEST MAN

now listen… especially ally. I love Darkest with my whole being istg. I find him super attractive and he’s my man frfr… but compared to the others above him I just can’t put him anywhere else😭 but he’s so funny and fine. just wish he had hair…

6. KING KENNY

Very attractive especially with a durag on omg🤭but I’m very much a hair and face combo girl. Like a guy has to have good hair and be handsome to be rated top tier to me🤷‍♀️ Kenny’s super attractive… but lacks in the hair department

5. CHUNKZ

my man love love love his fine ass. i think I’d actually faint on the spot if he opened his mouth and spoke because he’s so fucking fine I’m just😧😧 would but him higher if he had the hair and and face combo…

4. SHARKY

SUPER SUPER SUPER FINE. ISTG and I know some of you are going to hate me for this… but he’s not the finest in the beta squad??? let’s be fr rn. his style is so nice, he’s super handsome but girls he’s not the finest goodbye. Love me some sharky tho

3. YUNGFILLY

idc what you guys have to say about this one. filly has been and will always be fine. if he has 10 fans I’m one of them, if he has one that’s me and if he has none… better believe someone killed my ass😛 he’s so caring, boyfriend material, fine, and stylish. he’s so Abby’s man coded

2. AJ SHABEEL

my man my man my man. all of you know id go to war for my bae. people do him so dirty and I just DONT STAND FOR IT. he��s everything a girl (aka me) needs and I’d do anything for him. his hair is such a bonus cause omfg I want to run my hair through it and the highlights in it??? FUCK YESS

1. NIKO OMILANA

he’s been my bae since day one. I stared watching them because of him, and I’ll continue to watch for him too. he’s the finest most delicious scrumptious guy there is, and I better not hear anyone arguing. there’s never been a discussion. I’ve heard to many “sharky and niko are both the finest.” “Sharky is finer.” NO HES NOT LMAO🙄🙄 the day everyone realises that niko legit has everything. height, hair, face, body im gonna laugh at you??? sign me tf uppppp

#beta squad #✭b4tasquad speaks #niko omilana #aj shabeel #chunkz #sharky #king kenny #yung filly #anesongib #johnny Carey #harry pinero #youtube

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sydalelys01 · 1 year

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THE GROOMING

Well this is my first post, first I want to clarify that I am not a person who usually has popular opinions in the fandom… soo… many people will not like what I say… but hey, that's the purpose of this profile expel my opinions on different topics.

I also want to clarify that English is not my first language (it is Spanish) and you will probably find spelling horrors, so if you want to comment in Spanish you are free to do so.

By the way, I'm new to Tumblr, so I don't know why I get a lot of shit from the green team, fans of Alicent and the funny but fateful ship of Renada and Alicent, by the way ,HELP!!! I need to get out of there.🤣

but hey, I came across a post that talked about the supposed grooming that Daemon did to rhaenyra (bringing current morality to a work based on medieval times, that it seems fatal to me to do that more in a work with the nature of ASOIF, where Most characters border and play with the limit of morality ) and said that He had been grooming her since She was little and that Alicent herself was uncomfortable with daemon's dealings with rhaenyra. Well, I'll tell you my opinion about this and about who really groomed Rhaenyra.

Starting with the time lines (it should be clarified that I will use the true CANON, the books)

Rhaenyra is born in 97 ac, and Daemon is 16 years old when she is born and they give him darksister becoming a knight, that same year Daemon marries Rhea, then He is sent to live with his wife in runestone, therefore Daemon watches sporadically Rhaenyra and when He visited Kings landing , He did not spend 24/7 with her although He brought gifts to rhaenyra, and also his life on silk street was well known, and later in 103 to 104 is where they put him in The great advice… that we already know doesn't work and he's only been in these positions for 6 months. They give him permission to create the city wacht and he was in that position for 2 YEARS where he spent killing thieves and rapists, drinking and fucking whores. That he "lived" (that he practically did not live there) in the fortress did not mean that Rhaenyra looked at it every day and lived with him all the time. In 105 Aemma died and that same year Daemon was expelled from Kl, when Rhaenyra was 8 YEARS OLD, DAEMON returns to court in 111, that is, He was out of court for 6 YEARS… Daemon was never a constant in rhaenyra's childhood because he passed through silk street or was expelled in the valley.

Now let's talk about the men who really did that to rhaenyra if we use the term Grooming (which is stupid to use since it is a term that refers to the use of ICT and current moral and ethical standards).

But let's start with one loved and acclaimed by my dearest green team, the great white knight, the great Criston Cole who met her at age 7 (in the maiden pool tournament) and he was 22 years old and in the same year where he was named her sworn shield (he is 15 years older than rhaenyra). He saw her grow up and he was glued to her 24/7, who the great Queen Alicent herself said "that he protected Rhaenyra but nobody protected her from him" of course we do not talk about grooming anymore right?

Do all of you want to continue? Well, let's continue, now with the supposed "strongest man of the 7 kingdoms", Harwin strong, who arrived… guess when to court? at 105, and how old was rhaenyra at 105? yess!! You guessed it!, she was 8 years old, and you can't tell me that he wasn't close to her and that he didn't see her grow up, because her sisters were ladies of Rhaenyra. ….

and guess how many years Harwin is older than her? yes, 8 years … and who is the father of her first childrens? …. spoiler …. is not laenor, but no one talks about these great and honorable gentlemens … only Daemon who didn't see her grow up and was not even a quarter as close to Rhaenyra like Cole or Sir Strong….

As I repeat, it seems stupid to me to use the term in a work with a medieval context, where the majority of women married between the ages of 14 and 16 and if you passed that age you were a spinster or something was strange with you….. AND I THINK MORE HYPOCRITE for an alicent fan to say… DO YOU WANNA READ ME TO TALK ABOUT ALICENT? let's talk about alicent… an 18-year-old single "maiden" daughter of a second son who, since she did not inherit anything, would have to look for a husband at an early age who would give her strength and children. but conveniently she was single and willing to marry a man with a daughter… who wanted her own children to be kings who got to marry her 13-YEAR-OLD daughter to her brother who was only 2 years older than her "normal" but who collected bastards as a hobby… and there is much more to say about alicent…

but hey, this post already seems like a legal document… I'll leave it here.

I wait for your comments…

kisses.😘

#asoiaf #criston cole #harwin strong #grooming #alicent hightower #daemon targaryen #rhaenyra targaryen #hipocracy #fake people #I invite you to read the facts of the books #first post #anti greens #anti criston cole #anti harwin strong #anti alicent hightower #anti alicent stans

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5am-mist · 1 year

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Strangers prt2

°pairing°> bella ramsey x reader

°summary°> after a year of no contact you finally see bella again and agree to talk things out.

°requested?°> yess? I mean kinda?

°tw°> slight mention of weight

~°A/N°~

Oki so people in the comments wanted a prt2 so here it is! I used they/them pronouns for bella. I am still busy for these next 2 days but I am opening requests however I will have to work on them when I'm free again! I missed you guys love you and enjoy!

It had been a year. A whole year since you and Bella last spoke, since you and Bella last saw each other in person, since you and Bella had the fight. You used to think it would get easier. That somewhere along the line you'd get over them. It never did though and you never got over them.

The first 2 months were the hardest. Those were the months where social media was flooded with pictures of Bella and Macy. No matter where you went you couldn't escape it. After that though it all went silent. Too silent. There were hardly any photos of Bella at all. Articles had disappeared and Bella hadn't posted anything anywhere.

You couldn't help but get worried about them. You still loved them even though you hated admittingit you knew it was the truth. You'd stay awake all night overthinking every possible situation that could have happened to them. Not long after this an article dropped. It wasn't of Bella but Macy. In the article she stated that Bella was fine and that they were currently on a "break" from their relationship.

You were so happy to hear Bella was okay and you wouldn't admit it but a part of you was happy they were on a 'break'. You felt selfish after awhile, you had never even met Macy how could you hate her? Then again she was the one Bella ignored you for.

It was a Friday evening. Clouds had covered the sky the scent of rain heavy in the air. Days like these were your favorite. You were laying on your bed switching through movies trying to decide on which ones to watch. It was silly, you and Bella used to do this every Friday when they were available. You two would pick the scariest or cheseiest movies only to spend the entire duration laughing and making jokes about it. You missed those days and had ultimately decided to continue the tradition even if you had to do it alone but it was never the same.

Your doorbell interrupted your indecisiveness to which you let out an annoyed sigh. You weren't sure whether you were more upset about; having to answer the door or that you couldn't decide on a movie.

You opened the front door only to be met with the most beautiful brown eyes. Their brown eyes. You were taken aback, you hadn't expected to see them ever again, let alone at your apartment door on this random Friday. You took a good look at them, they had the darkest eye bags, their skin was far more pale than normal and they look like they lost weight. Even then they still looked so beautiful to you.

"Hi." They offered you a weak smile.

"Hi." You didn't know what to say. You hadn't spoken to them in a year. Where did you stand? Silence fell over you two.

"Would you like to come in?" They nodded slightly and walked into the apartment. "I'm sorry for the abrupt visit but i really needed to see you. To talk to you." They sounded desperate and you had to stop yourself from pulling them into a hug. "Ok well what do you need to talk about?" Your voice gentle, you could tell something had happened and gave up on your whole 'I don't care about you anymore' facade.

"I wanted to say I'm so sorry. I was a total jerk but please just give me another chance. I broke up with Macy because I realized she wasn't the one I loved. She was a rebound and it was horrible of me to date her. It wasn't fair on you or on her and I'm sorry. I know I hurt you I understand that but I truly do love you. I can't sleep or eat and all I do all day is worry about you. Hoping you're ok. I shouldn't have let my fear get in the way and ruin our friendship. I understand if you hate me but I can't let this friendship die before telling you I love you." Tears were streaming down their face.

You pulled them into a hug, a tight one. "Bella I could never hate you. You could hurt me a million times over and I'd still love you. You were a jerk yes, and you can't change that but you can make sure you don't do that shit again. Just talk to me okay?" They nodded slowly. They hadn't had a good night's sleep in months and were fighting the erge to fall asleep right there.

"You look like shit by the way, I think you should go shower then we can watch a movie together like old times." You joked. They clearly found you funny even in their current state because they stifled a laugh as the got up and headed towards the bathroom.

You chose the movie while Bella showered, you hadn't picked anything special knowing Bella wouldn't last long at all.

You were just glad to have Bella back. To have your Bella back.

#bella ramsey #bella ramsey x reader #the last of us #lgbtq #tlou #hbo the last of us #tlou hbo

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nirvanawrites111 · 2 years

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February Filth Fest (Hate sex with Yunho)

Word Count: 2005

Warning: Daddy kink, unprotected sex, piv, fingering, hair pulling, banter back and forth, mentions of Seonghwa and being with him. But its no cheating, oral(male receiving) , non idol au, pwp

"Don't bite my dick either," Yunho groans, and his metal belt clicks against the floor as his pants drop.

Your face tightens as his annoying complaints hit your ears. You purse your lips together, and your eyes roll. You grab his already hard dick and run your hand along the base.

He's lucky that he was the only person available at five in the morning. You have an hour before your morning shower.

"Yunho, please. When have I ever bitten your dick?" You work your hand along his length.

"Uh, not that I can remember. Maybe I'm confusing you with my other brown-skinned lover."

His tone is cocky, and you remember he's a whore, after all. Yunho is the only one on the list that you and your bestie agreed that he's worth it to break girl code. Besides, he's just community dick to you.

Your other lover, who is a bit easy on the tongue and can easily whisper the perfect words against your skin, didn't answer.

What the fuck could Seonghwa be doing? But, you know how much he hates double texts. So, here you are, desperate for his annoying roommate. The lines are so blurred you aren't sure why you haven't told Hwa about your "friendship" with Yunho.

He's more like a casual fuck. His mouth is a bit too slick for your liking. But, his dick. That is the reason you can ignore the tactless comments.

"Chile, whatever," you hiss and stroke him. You press your tongue around the base of his length. You swirl your tongue around it. Your mouth waters slightly at the sight of his thickness.

Yunho grabs the back of your head, and you work your mouth to find the perfect rhythm.

"Look at me," Yunho calls out to you.

But, the pride deep down inside of you wants to ignore him. You are only sucking his dick because it gets you extra wet. You would rather it be Seonghwa, your favorite sneaky link. But, beggars can't be choosers.

You continue to water your mouth around him and suck him at a fast pace. Your knees dig into your furry white rug. Moisture pools at your entrance, and you rub your thighs together since you can't touch yourself right now. Your left-hand cups and massages his balls. At the same time, your right-hand help you pump him faster.

This isn't your first time sucking him off, so at this point, you know what he likes.

"Y/n, look at me while my cock is in your mouth," Yunho says. He grabs your face.

There it is.

That sexy ass smirk on his face makes you a bit weak in the knees. You hate to admit how attractive this man is.

"Such a good girl," Yunho coaches you and rubs your hair. His touch against you is gentle, and you enjoy it when he praises you. Lowkey, you crave it.

Your pussy clenches when he touches you. You want to feel his fingers in your lower region. You want to come on his fingers, dick, and tongue. But, you have time constraints. You might be a bitch in heat, but the last thing you will be is late to work.

"Yess.. please keep sucking me like this, baby."

Baby?

His gentleness, and praising has your mind spinning. You love the affection he's showing you right now.

Yunho tilts his head as he watches you suck him in deeper. You love the way he's staring so intensely into you. Almost as if he sees you for who you truly are.

A whore.

"Fuck!" Yunho moans, and this time he pumps into you a little bit harder. It's almost like, somehow, he's read your mind of what you like.

He's gripping your hair with such force. You can't deny you enjoy him being a bit rough with you.

Yunho is fucking your throat, and tears stream down your face. You enjoy this man ruining your throat first thing in the morning. What a perfect way to start your day.

Yunho comes down your throat, and you enjoy his hot load going down. He holds your head while he empties all of his release. You know he's done when his right leg twitches. Something you've noticed the last couple of times.

Yunho pulls you and you expect him to kiss him for doing a great job pleasing him. But instead, he tosses you against the bed. You fall back into the middle of your bed.

"I don't think you've earned my lips just yet," Yunho towers over your body, teasing you.

If your pussy wasn't so fucking wet, you would have kicked him out. But, you still have time before work to get off. So, he gets to stay even though he's not your favorite person.

"Nobody wanted to kiss your little lips anyways."

You sit up and take off your cami tank top to reveal your breasts. You can see the glimmer in his eyes as he watches you. You grab your little shorts, and Yunho catches your hands.

"You're not going let me do the honors of undressing you?" Yunho asks.

You lift your hands and let him do it for you. He grips your waist, and you almost moan from touching him. You still can't wrap your head around why your body is addicted to him.

"See, you know how to be a good girl."

"Shut up. Just fuck me. I have to get ready for work."

Yunho kisses your forehead. "Calm down. I'm going to give you some dick. Don't you worry."

Yunho rubs your clit, and you arch your back. Your hands press into the mattress, and he glides his digits down to your dripping entrances. His eyes widen, and that damn smile appears on his face again.

"My dirty girl is soaking wet all for me," Yunho leans closer to you and kisses on your ear.

"Oh, now I'm your dirty girl?"

"Of course. You talk so much shit about me to Seonghwa, only for you to spread your legs wide for me. That sounds like a dirty girl, don't you think?"

You want to reply to him with some smart-ass comment, but Yunho is distracting you. He traces circles along your clit, and you can't form sentences at this point.

Yunho knows he has you exactly where he wants you.

At his mercy.

"No comeback?, Y/n?"

When Yunho plunges a finger into your core, you work desperately against his movements. You are so horny for this man that you are fucking his fingers.

"Yunho, please," you pant. You clench your teeth, trying not to give him the satisfaction of him knowing how much you are enjoying this. You look down and see a large wet spot underneath you.

"Please, what.. baby? Use those words for me."

"Fuck me. I'm your dirty girl," you whisper.

"Speak louder for me, baby."

"Fuck me. I'm your dirty girl!" you nearly scream out.

There's no holding back anymore. It feels too good to play these games with him now. You grip the comforter on your bed, and you close your eyes.

"That's it, baby. Come for daddy. I love how you are soaking up the bed. Next time I'll have you at our place. So, you can come all over my bed."

Your stomach tightens, and you prepare for your first orgasm. Yunho leans closer towards you and presses his lips against yours. His tongue slips into your mouth, and you enjoy the lusty kiss.

You melt as you savor the kiss, and your body shudders while you reach your peak. Yunho coaches you through it, and you come all over his fingers. As he pulls away from you, he stuffs his fingers into your mouth. You suck your juices off his fingers.

You're so naughty for me. I love it."

You lie back against the bed and spread your legs wider for him.

"You ready to come on my dick?"

"Yes."

When Yunho enters inside of you, he stretches you out a bit. While he buries himself inside you, your legs wrap around his waist.

"You're so tight, baby," Yunho groans and fucks you with slow movement.

It doesn't matter how much you hate this man. He looks so good. The morning sun peaks through the window, revealing him in a better light. There is such a strong connection between his eyes and yours.

"I know. Seonghwa tells me all the time," you taunt him. You know that it gets under his skin that you can't leave his roommate alone. He probably will never tell you, but you know it's true.

"Well, he had someone else in his bed last night. That's why he didn't text you back."

Your mood almost changes, and you snap out of the haze that is sweet Yunho. You are back on Earth with the asshole that you know so well. You push him back, and now you are on top.

"Who cares. I guess you finally realized you are second best," You reply.

You adjust yourself to being on top of him. You move your hips back and forth. His dick fills you up perfectly.

"Please, we both know you are lying. Just a few minutes ago, you were whimpering and whining for me. I never heard you do all that whenever you come over to see Hwa."

"Out of respect for you, I'm quiet. You don't want to hear me screaming his name."

Yunho bounces you on his dick and holds your waist with his left hand. He plays with your clit with the other. You're talking a lot of cash shit, but he knows nobody fucks you as good as he does.

You look like a fucking goddess riding him and taking his dick like a pro. He shouldn't be this smitten over you, but he is. He feeds into your little game and goes back and forth with you.

But, he knows deep down inside if he dropped his entire rotation list, you would drop yours, including Seonghwa. He loves how your melanin is glowing under the sunlight, how you are dripping all around him. You get instant wet for him just from sucking his dick. He loves that.

"Please, Hwa couldn't make you scream if he tried. Just know this pussy is mine. I've already proven that to you time and time again," Yunho retorts.

"Yeah, it's yours, alright."

"Exactly. Just like I said."

"It's yours for right now."

You jolt when Yunho slaps your ass. Before you can say anything, he hits it again. You love the pain and the back and forth. You know that no one else would bring up someone else in the middle of sex without taking it personally.

This is why Yunho is really your number one guy.

"Get on all fours."

You do what he tells you and position yourself on the edge of the bed. Yunho stands behind you and holds your waist. You let him control you as he shoves his dick inside of you. You throw your ass back as he pounds into you.

Yunho is aggressive with it. You love that about him. He's rough with you, and he's fucking you so good. He pulls your hair again.

"Whose pussy is this?"

"Yours, daddy! It's all yours," you cry out for him. The pleasure is too good that it has your head spinning. You love the sound of his balls slapping against your ass while he drills deep into you. Who else makes you feel this euphoria? You enjoy yourself with others when you can't reach him. But nobody knows your body as Yunho does.

"Mmm.. now come for daddy!"

Your body responds, and you release your essence coating his dick. He's right behind you, and he comes deep inside of you.

After you get yourself together, you get up and turn on your shower in your bathroom.

"Let's get cleaned up," you invite him to shower with you.

#february filth fest #ateez smut #ateez au #yunho x y/n #yunho x reader #atz yunho #atz smut #yunho x black reader

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dairy-farmer · 9 months

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I'm a huge sap, so consider a follow-up to the 'Jason killed Tim, nobody cared, and he then fell in love with him' ask.

Jason, having realized that he's now in love with Tim and also how fucked up Bruce, Dick, and Alfred's reaction to Tim's 'disappearance' has been, decides he needs to do something. Maybe he finds some tech or magic user to send him to an almost identical alternate dimension where he rescues that Tim, brings him back to his world and disappears with him.

Or! He uses tech/magic/tells Bart what happened and begs for his help to fix things, to the travel back to his attack on the tower - preferably one of those 'soul time travels back into his body at that time' kind of thing as opposed to a second separate person. He confronts Tim, reveals who he is and explains he's from the future. He confesses that he killed Tim, disappeared his body, and went back to the Batfamily. He explains how Bruce and Dick and Alfred were overjoyed to have Jason back, and didn't really notice or care that Tim was 'missing'. Maybe Tim already expected that they would react that way, or maybe he had really hoped they cared about him at least a little: either way, Tim breaks down and cries / screams at Jason, asking if he came back just to rub it in, just to make sure that Tim suffered even more before Jason killed him! Maybe he even throws himself at Jason, beating ineffectively at his chest, weeping and heartbroken.

Jason lets him until Tim finally tires himself out. Then he gathers Tim in his arms and continues his story, explaining how off put he to bed by the reaction to Tim's 'disappearance' and had started looking into who Tim was. How he'd found himself falling in love with him, coming to regret his actions, and becoming disgusted with the batfamily's (lack of) reaction.

Jason manages to convince Tim to run away with him, somewhere that neither Bruce nor Dick or anyone else will be able to track them down. Or even better! Perhaps Tim doesn't believe him right away, so he convinces Tim to going to hiding as a precursor to running away together, then goes back to join the family like he had done in the last time line. He records, or sends files, or whatever to show Tim that Bruce and Dick really don't notice/care/miss him. After which Tim is completely convinced and agrees to run away and be with Jason, and Jason leaves a pardon gift for Dick and Bruce. A letter, or maybe a video explaining the trick and how they're disgusting treatment of Tim and the situation has made Jason decide that they are bad people and not worth loving, so Jason is going to disappear with Tim and never contact them again. Just straight up telling Bruce and Dick that he doesn't love them anymore because of how cruelly and dismissively they behaved to someone like Tim, who gave them all his love and loyalty.

Jason and Tim then go on to live happily ever after, well Dick and Bruce suffer under the sadness and grief of having gotten Jason back, only to lose him again because of their own actions. That they are the reason this time around that they will no longer have Jason in their lives, and they don't even have a replacement to soften the blow this time.

!!!!!!!!!!!! yess!!!! tim and jason getting a happy ending!!!1 tim angst au's where it ends bad for him always hurt my heart so almost everything i write has him being happy in the end (like 98%)!!!!!! and this!!! i'm so happy jason and tim get to live together and tim gets someone who loves him wholeheartedly

#answered asks #asks #anonymous

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ambaroiseaux · 2 years

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Rose Lalonde

#rose lalonde #art #draw #homestuck #one line art #homestuck rose #yess I do it with only one continuous line

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madelineswrld09 · 9 months

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heyy!! could you maybe do kind of just a basic tom smut where the reader is one of toms girls after one of the shows?? (only if you’re comfortable ofc!!)

Yess I got u

one of your girls- Tom kaulitz

Warnings- smut, eating out, the usual.

y/n and her best friend Lia bought tickets to tokio hotels zimmer 483 tour. It’s was now the big night and y/n and Lia were at the concert. the first song being reden. Lia and y/n are in the front of the pit. as bill sings, tom plays his guitar, his beautiful brown eyes focused on his guitar, and y/n.

After the show the band is backstage. And the fans are all starting to leave the venue. As y/n and Lia are walking towards the exit a security gaurd stops y/n and hands her peice of paper. It reads “meet in zimmer 483 of the chateau hotel, across the street.” - Tom

Lia has already wandered off to try and find bill so y/n goes over the hotel and knocks on his door.

He opens the door, shirtless.

“Got my note pretty?” He says. “Mhm” y/n says shyly. he motions for her to come in. be bites his lip then pushes her onto the made up bed. Tom’s lips meet y/n’s.

he makes out with her until they both are losing their breath, but still continue.

y/n leaves hickeys on his chest and neck.

tom bites y/n’s lip teasingly.

he starts to grind on her and she try’s to flip Tom over but he takes control. “You don’t know what you’re doing to me” he says.

Tom takes off his shirt and y/n pulls off her shirt. Tom starts to pull at y/ns waistband. “This okay” he asks for approval from her. “Yes” she says

he pulls all her clothing off, and his. He insets 2 fingers into her and licks on her clit.

He pulls out his fingers, at the cusp of her climex. Y/n flips Tom over so that she is onto top of him. She lines herself up with his member. “Fuck” he wines. He starts to speed up. “Fuck y/n I’m close” Tom finishes and they both flop down a next to eachother. “Did you finish?” He asks. “No but it’s okay.” She says still turned on. “Well that won’t do” Tom says.

he holds her hands above her head and starts to eat her out. Y/n bites her lips and lifts her hips. “Your better then I ever imagined” she says, well into her climex now. as she reaches her breaking point Tom puts one last hickey onto her neck.

#tom kaulitz smut #tokio hotel #bill kaulitz #fanfic

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Part 13.

Warnings: self gratification (male)

"Of course this is your home! Please we insist." Jake urged on. He was close with your parents and you trusted them, so you slowly nodded your head earning a "yess" from someone who was not your little brothers but your best friend.

"Okay but that still means no trouble Lo'ak, you're still grounded." You and kiri chuckled at his defeated face and continued to hold a conversation amongst yourselves before helping Neytiri clear everything away.

You tried avoiding Neteyam, you did it for most of your life but now it felt as if he was calling your name without even moving his lips. Your head wanting to turn in his direction and listen to him talking with his father or mother or even his siblings.

What was going on. "Y/N you can share a hammock with Kiri and the boys can share with Tuktuk?" Neytiri asked you adjusting the boys who were already in the shared sleeping space. "Irayo Neytiri." (Thank you) you smiled before laying down next to your best friend.

You turned to face upward before bursting into laughter. "Ki You have Lo'ak sleeping above you?"

"It is not funny Y/N it's quite actually sucks."

"Keftxo!" (How sad!) You continued laughing tears now brimming your eye line.

"Hey it's not funny!" Lo'ak said from

above causing your laughter to increase and the smile on Kiris face to widen. Your warm laughing caught the attention of Neteyam who was unsure if he could sleep with you above him. Your hair falling over the side of the hammock, a stretch away from his fingertips. Taking a deep breath he pushed passed the flap giving a "Good night everyone." and falling into his own hammock. You didn't respond like everyone else, unsure if the words were even directed to you.

Blowing out the few candles that had been brought from the lab to light up the hut, Jake finally slipped into his hammock kissing Neytiri on her head and holding her in his embrace tightly. Turning on your side in the dark room, fatigue swarmed your body finally capturing you.

But not long after your eyes had closed they opened again to the sound of voices, hushed voices, the voices of Neytiri Jake and Mo'at from behind the flap that separated you. You tried to lure yourself back to sleep but curiosity like it did the cat, got the best of you. You slowly jumped down from the hammock, landing on your toes to quiet the landing as much as possible. Creeping up the flap pushing your ear flat against it trying your best to hear what they were talking about.

"I am telling you as your Tsahìk, she has dreamt about it." Mo'at said trying to not raise her voice above appropriate level.

Your eyes widened, your dream. With how busy you were all day you had forgotten you even had it.

And Mo'at knew about it?

"Without her parents a decision cannot be made Mo'at!" Jake chimed in clearly frustrated.

A decision? About what?

"Ma jake! How long must we make them wait!" Neytiri chimed in, taking her mothers side.

"Do you not see how they look at eachother." He asked, Silence falling upon them and your breath halting. "Exactly. They barely look at eachother. If they are-"

Your eavesdropping was stopped by a swift hand covering your mouth and pulling you away from the flap. "Eavesdropping is quite rude you know." The voice whispered in your ear. The immediate recognition of the voice caused you to tense and try remove yourself from his grasp.

Neteyam was a light sleeper, practically sleeping with one eye open all the time. So it was easy for him to wake up once he heard the soft patter of your feet against the ground. Not even Lo'aks loud snoring

could distract him. He watched as your tail swayed in anticipation, listening to a conversation that was not for your ears.

Once he was sure you wouldn't be too loud he let go of your mouth allowing you to stand straight in front of him. "What is wrong with you." You wanted to yell at him but due to your circumstances you could only whisper. "I am not the one secretly listening to my parents conversations, which brings me to ask, why are you doing so?" He replied bluntly. He was right. But he didn't have to know that.

"What i do is none of your concern Neteyam." You huffed trying to push past him. "Yes it is." He stopped you. You looked up at him, capturing the way the moon casted slivers of light into the hammock, highlighting the yellow specks of his eyes. "It is your concern because of what?" Because he fingered you and you liked it? "Because-" because you were his destined mate and you were his responsibility. "You are in my home, with my siblings and my parents, I cant have you ruining everything." You gritted.

You huffed in disbelief, "you'll ruin everything." you. You? This was all his fault not yours, he came to you not the other way round and now you were ruining things?

"After committing the acts you did, do you seriously believe you can talk to me like that?" You asked showing the same amount of attitude he did. "What? The acts that had you repeating my name over and over again. The act that you clearly enjoyed." Fuck he was right again. You didn't notice the distance between your faces lessening as he came closer. Turning your head to the side you took a breath allowing him to place an unexpected small kiss on the side of your neck.

Your head snapped back before pushing him

back. He saved the two of you, balancing himself creating little to no noise. "Tell me you did not like it." He bullied stepping closer to you again. "Tell me you do not want me to do it again." He whispered now back in the same close vicinity as he was once before. You thought you were stronger than this. Trying to remind yourself of what you had just heard before. Mo'at knew about your dream, they knew you had a chosen mate it was soon to become public, you should push him away. "Neteyam." You breathed out hoping he would step back, making thinking easier for you. "Yes sevin (pretty)." He muttered.

Feeling your heart tug you towards him, your lips fell together in a silent messy hug they longed for. His hands wrapped around your waist pulling you into him as one of your arms rested around his neck and the other on top of his arm that was snug around you, to stop him incase he tried anything further.

Your ears perked at the sound of movement, recognising the heavy footsteps as Jakes. "Hm" you moaned out in the kiss signalling for him to stop. You pulled away not sparing another glance at the boy, wiping your bottom lip which was covered in his saliva and hoping onto the hammock that kiri was still sleeping on.

He smirked to himself, turning around and also going into his hammock just before his parents entered. Closing your eyes once more you noticed the irregular breathing pattern kiri accumulated, you mentally cursed your self, annoyed at not being more careful with getting into the hammock incase you woke her up and for kissing Neteyam again. You owed your future mate a spirit tree full of apologies.

The blazing sun rising above the life of Pandora did not bring you out of slumber but the laughter of Tuk and your brother did. "Seriously!?" The middle sully complained getting up from his hammock, water dripping from his head. "Bro what the- Tuk!" "Y/N wake up!" He shook you awake, leaving a wet print on your arm. "Hmm what is it Lo'?" You asked slowly coming to. "Lorno and Tuk!" Neytiri called out snatching the wooden bowl held in her daughters hand. "I was looking for this!" She complained before meeting your eyes.

Her scowl quickly turning into a small smile. "Rewon eveng, (morning child) how did you sleep?"

"Rewon, (morning) i slept okay." You smiled. "Ma i'm wet." Lo'ak complained now turning to face his mom. "Good you must go to the river later to wash up anyway." She joked wiping a droplet of water hanging onto his brow.

You chuckled looking down at the two young children who were now half way outside the hut. You noticed Sezan was not there, he was not anywhere in the tent. You sat up feeling the hammock to be more spacious. Kiri wasn't there. "Where is Sez?" you asked the still wet boy now jumping down from the hammock. Your eyes moved to the hammock that would be beneath you, Neteyam wasn't in there either. "Kiri went out to pick more herbs for Grandmothers healing paste, and Dad went hunting with Neteyam and Sezan." He explained before shaking his wet head in your face.

You scrunched your face pushing his head away from you in annoyance. "Why wasn't i awaken to go?" You asked even more annoyed. "You were sleeping." The plain response caused you to roll your eyes. "Hey i wasn't woken to go." He tried to make you feel better. It did not. "I can see Lo'ak."

"Y/N, do not stress about it, Jake said he wanted you to get some rest before your training today." Neytiri chimed placing two bowls of yovo on the mat. You walked your way over thanking her before sitting down. Lo'ak sat in front of you and you both ate talking about silly things.

"When will you try for your Iknimaya again?" You asked. You had passed your first time when you were 16, you would've originally completed it at 15 but you didn't feel ready after Tl'ezans death. That was one thing Neteyam felt better than you with. He completed his Ikniyama first time too. At 15.

"It's not my fault i have completed it, the Banshees just don't like me."

You cocked your head to the side. "None of them like anyone, until you tame one." You explained shoving a piece of yovo in your mouth.

"Maybe if you helped me like a good friend would maybe I would've completed it by now."

"A good friend?" You laughed overlapping his words

"Yes a good friend." He chuckled before dodging a piece of yovo you'd thrown at him.

Your laughing came to an end with a high pitched sigh as Tuk and Lorno came running back into the hut with Jake, Kiri, Sezan and Neteyam behind them.

"Ah Morning Y/N, you okay Lo'ak?" Jake asked rubbing his sons head as he walked past to kiss neytiri. "Rewon Olo'eyktan." You responded, standing up from your spot with your empty bowl of yovo. A sudden warm figure engulfed yours, "Kiri! Hello are you okay?" You asked eyes wide at the sudden contact.

"Yes i just missed you, because we are best friends, who tell each other everything." She squeezed out, continuing her assault on your body. "Yes of course okay!" Confused you pried her arms off your torso sending a confused smile in her direction.

"You're such a weirdo Kiri." Lo'ak was always the first to call his sister a weirdo no matter what the circumstance was.

"Oh and your one to talk?" She fired back causing a snicker to fall out of you and jake to halt the insults before they escalated.

"Hey! Not today." He called out silencing the two of them. Lo'ak rolled his eyes "You hear me?" He asked directly at the boy. "Lima charlie." The boy huffed.

"And i'm gonna need you to get ready, Training is in a bit." You face scrunched in confusion but you didn't ask any further questions. You were excited you hadn't trained in what felt like forever. Last time you did, you beat Rälek. And so did Neteyam.

He however stood next to his mother focused on whatever his mom was talking about to him. A quick tug on your fingers made you look down to see Sezan who picked out a bag of a different seeds from the forest. "Wow Sez, can i?" you asked before pulling out two seeds and throwing them into your mouth. They were honestly delicious. "You should be my seed personal picker." You joked ruffling his braids that you noticed you'd have to redo soon.

Your attention dragged back to where it was before. The warm smile that hugged neteyams face angered you. He wouldn't even look at you, acknowledge you but at times when no one was looking he'd jumble your head. He leaned against the wall of the hut arms crossed infront of him talking to Neytiri who's back was turned to you sharpening another one of her tools.

"Fall in!" Jake called out making his smiley conversation come to an end. You Lo'ak and Neteyam all walked to stand infront him. "I've already told Neteyam but i think it is time that he joins training again, with the rest of us."

"Yes Bro that's sick!" Lo'ak smiled fist bumping his brother. Your face however remained blank, complete opposite of your tail which was no swaying low and fast. Aware of the sudden tension Jake awkwardly smiled placing a hand on his eldests shoulder. "It feels good to have you back."

"It feels good to be back sir."

"It feels good to be back sir." You mocked, in your head of course. You all walked out of the hut leaving Neytiri, with the children and Kiri, who for some odd reason kept giving you squinting smiles. Once you had arrived at the grounds, there were already training warriors there. Many greeted their olo'eyktan before continuing talking and preparing.

Putting his fingers in his mouth and blowing a cool sound came out and everyone stood in front of Jake. "Rewon Tsamsiyu, (morning warriors) Neteyam will be joining us again today and the days coming forth, do not go easy on him." He joked patting his son on the back. You wouldn't go easy on him anyway. Other Na'vi cheered and clapped for him, they missed him.

Jake explained the session to everyone and began placing people into pairs. The aim of the day was teamwork, teamfuckingwork as Norm would call it.

Being put into your pair you would be sent off into the forest having to search for hiders or hide from seekers. Jake called it 'Hide and Seek' which made sense for the rules of the game. The two should work together to find the hiders like they would do to find the enemy and the hiders should make themselves invisible to the seekers like the should the enemy. It was quite simple considering the use of the two different colour feathers to differentiate between the hiders and seekers.

He began putting people into their pairs as you wandered off near Lo'ak.

"Kargyu you can be with Lo'ak."

Jake called out pointing at the boy next to you, without a second glance he walked over to his partner fist bumping him. You would've preferred to work with your best friend but the other warriors didn't seem bad at all. The ones who weren't interested in mating with you. However as Jake continued so assign pairs your name still was not called out, until it was.

"Y/N and... Neteyam." He paused. A twinge of regret washed his face, unsure if you would lash out at the pairing. Instead a silent anger played around you, tail suspended in the air.

Neteyam knew his father would pair the two of you together. They spoke about it on their morning hunt. He had already braced himself for the potential lone wolf act you 'loved' to put on. "No complaints? Great!" He cheered jokingly

Lo'aks face twisted in sorrow for the both of you, he knew your team would most likely come back with the most feathers but not together.

"Hiders you will have the blue feathers, seekers the yellow." You all stood before the Olo'eyktan as he handed out the different colours. Blue, yellow, yellow, yellow, blue, blue, yellow, blue. You secretly prayed you would get a yellow so you could hide from neteyam also but just as luck hadn't been on your side that morning she continued to oppose you. "Blue." Jake said quickly moving onto the next pair.

You looked at the two feathers he had handed you placing one in your hair and throwing the other in the air allowing it to fall softly for your partner to catch it. He chuckled at your clear annoyance before also placing the feather in his hair.

Once everything was distributed you took a quick glance at your best friend who adorned a yellow feather in his hair. You shrugged your shoulders at him smiling evilly, he sighed hoping you wouldn't catch him first. Jake allowed the hiders to go first before letting the seekers follow after.

Neteyam immediately ran into the forest where he had taken note the hiding warriors ran into. Looking back to see a distracted Jake you ran to the other side of the forest, hoping to get away from the boy as much as possible.

"Okay we'll stay in the same v-" Turning around Neteyam realised he was alone, of course you wanted to do this alone. His father specifically said teamwork, you never listen. If you were gonna do it yourself then so was he.

He ventured deeper into the forest, his steps getting quieter and more strategic. Ears perked high at the sound of a crunching leaf, he paused holding his breath waiting for another sound. And there it was, he moved out from behind his hiding place seeing a pair with yellow feathers trying to run away. "Found you." He smiled, loving how easy this would be for me but sorry for the people who had been caught so easily. They removed their feathers and handed them to him making their way back to Jake.

After you had ran away from Neteyam you strolled in the forest knowing you'd probably find some na'vi who were waiting to be caught anyway. Walking towards a large tree trunk you heard shuffling, mixed with wet pop sounds, no there was stifled moaning. You quickly jogged to where the source of the noise was and found a male warrior sat up against the tree trunk with a female warrior on top of him.

"oh" you muttered automatically looking away. "found you." sighing awkwardly you grabbed the feathers they had pulled out of their hair and left them, not sparing another glance.

As the day continued on you kept finding yellow feathers and sending people back to Jake. You had counted 6 pairs you had sent back meaning you had 12 feathers all together. The other hiders must've been doing decent findings. Recognising a familiar blue hand slumped out the top of a tree trunk you decided to climb up and see if you could collect another pair of yellow feathers.

Slowly you made your way over to the bottom of the tree trunk and placed a foot on a branch that stood out for leverage.

Neteyam had collected 12 feathers also, annoyed that he couldn't find any more he began to wander hoping someone would fall in his path. It was his first session back and he wanted to prove to his father that he was capable, but if he couldn't find anyone then he wouldn't be doing so. The thoughts ran rampant in his head until his nose caught your troubling scent, mixed with sweat and adrenaline. He could smell it all in the air, placing the feathers in his pouch he followed the scent, allowing the intensity of it to cause him to stumble slightly.

Without claiming your mate their scent makes you act irrationally, like a smell that fuzzes your brain, making you lose focus. When claimed the scent is a trail, a thing to help you focus, help you relax or feel safe. He was not relaxed. He followed and followed until his eyes fell upon your tall blue frame that appeared to be studying the large tree trunk in front of you.

Before you could act you felt a large hand pull you back from your wrists. You hissed turning to see neteyam, both of your heads whipping upwards to see two yellow feathered na'vi jumping from the tree and sprinting away. "Do you see what you did!" tugging your arm away from him you ran a hand through your braids. "If you stayed with me i wouldn't have had to creep up on you."

"Why would I stay with you? You are irrational and always want to lead everything. Your father said teamwork."

"Contradicting yourself a bit there don't you think?"

"Hilarious Neteyam." You fake smiled.

A silence slithered it's way between you allowing the tension to brew. "I have gotten 12-"

"So have I." Your blunt response caused the tall boy to chuckle turning his head to the side. He felt his loincloth grow slightly tighter at your presence and attitude, fuck.

"Why are you so hard to work with?" He sighed stepping closer to you.

"Me? I am hard to work with? No, you are the hard one." Pointing two fingers into his chest.

"You know me so well sevin?" (pretty) He smiled grabbing a hold of your fingers against his skin. The realisation of his answer to what you said made a warm tingle lace your stomach, No you shouldn't feel like this. Yanking your hand away from him, "You are such a skxawng you know th-"

"You like it." "Tell me you don't like me."

"Neteyam sto-"

"You stop pretending you hate me, under your little façade tell me you don't feel anything for me."

Not once did you ease on the intense eye contact you had however you felt your heart fumble and skip over a few beats. You did feel something for him, Hate. So if you did as he told you, you'd be lying.

"I have a mate, i cannot feel anything for you."

Just as yours had done the boys heart jumped, 'cannot' it is not that you didn't feel anything for him, it was that you could not, you would not allow yourself too, he knew he would change that.

Your own words dawned on you, seeing the smirk on his face slightly widen. "I don't think your mate would appreciate you becoming so desperate around me." You threw back hopefully to remove all the intensity upon you.

"Desperate is an outstretch. You begged me for more once, don't you remember that?" He mocked.

"And you told you me I didn't know how long you wanted to touch me. So yes, desperate indeed."

The space left between your bodies became nothing but a slither on air, how did you always end up in this position? Your back scratched up against the bark of the tree you once tried to climb, maintaining eye contact with the warrior.

You watched as his eyes switched between focusing on your eyes and lips. His head slightly lowered, angling his head to the side with his mouth agape. Your mouth followed his also being ajar. He was not your supposed mate but nothing about kissing him felt wrong. Every single time, it felt okay, it felt right.

You inched your head forward to close the gap in between the two to you, wanting to feel the warmth of his lips yet again.

With the speed of a slinth ( Pandoran creature) Neteyams head moved back, away from your lips allowing cold air to replace the warmth that you felt radiating off him. Instinctively your head chased his, back peeling off the bark of the tree. Standing tall he stared down at you, eyes going from their usual cool yellow to a molten gold, you stared back up at him confused.

"Desperate indeed." He repeated your words mocking you again. Before you could answer back the snapping of a twig some distance away grab both of your attentions. Sliding out through from the entrapment of the tree and Neteyams muscular body you walked away from him leaving him to trail behind you. He knew he had messed with your head in one way or another.

You followed the directions of the sound, remaining as silent as possible. The sound of muffled voices confirmed your suspicions of hiding warriors.

With Neteyam following right behind you, he also took notice of the noises and the different directions your ears pointed in whenever you thought you heard something.

Of course it was Lo'ak and Kargyu, not suprised they had lasted this long, you turned behind you to see Neteyam had already disappeared behind a thick layer of foliage. The two boys stood in the middle of a clearing. surrounded by the greenery that you and Neteyam took to use hiding in. Taking long strides you slowly revealed yourself knowing you had them trapped.

"Oh shit." Your best friend muttered tapping Kargyu on the shoulder alerting him. As they both attempted to run in the other direction, standing up tall appeared Neteyam. His arms crossed strongly against his chest, muscles protruding in the most sexiest way possible. His head cocked to the side, sending a few braids swinging in that direction. The two young boys halted in their tracks understanding that there was no way out and they had been caught. "You're good." Kargyu complimented walking over to you and handing you his feather.

You smiled at his compliment and continuous respect even though he was going through defeat.

If it was even possible you could nearly see the steam bubbling out of the boys ears and how jealousy lit like a splint inside of him. Rubbing your hand up and down his arm you thanked the boy, making him shy.

Lo'ak handed his feather over to his brother, who finally turned his gaze away from you. "Kargyu come on!" Lo'ak yelled at the boy annoyed at him flirting with his best friend. Once again the two of you were left in the clearing alone.

"I cant believe we lasted that long!" Kargyu cheered at his partner. Lo'ak agreed thinking they'd be caught by you in the first few minutes or so, but slight confusion held him, you two had found him together. Had you worked together the entire time? He decided to hold his questions until he could talk to you alone later.

Placing the boys feather in your pouch you followed in the direction they had just walked in not wanting to stay alone with Neteyam anymore.

Once you had made it out of the filled forest and into where everyone who had been caught gathered you noticed all the other seekers had already returned. "How long were you out there for?" You questioned yourself.

"Finally Y/N and Neteyam you have returned." Jake announced making everyone look at you. Your Olo'eyktans eyes lingered on you for longer than usual looking for any hints of irritation, you did well at hiding that from everyone.

"How many have you collected?" He asked already having counted everyone elses. "Räleks pair has 8 which is the highest so far." Your face relaxed knowing he hadn't beaten you but neteyams jaw clenched in disgust.

"14." You both said in unison taking a deep breath you pushed your tongue to front of your mouth. He didn't collect 14, you did. You heard Lo'ak and Kargyu first therefore you found them not him. Yes he had one of the feathers but it was still your find.

In a sudden surge of confidence the boy walked up from behind you ears blasting with all the cheers and congratulations for the two of you, placing a hand on your shoulder. "Yes Sir we make such a great team." He smiled cheekily, squeezing the bone, Your body stiffened, mind bamboozled at his unwanted PDA Not wanting to disappoint or embarrass your Olo'eyktan you kept composure forcing a smile before discreetly pushing the boy off you.

"Okay everyone take a break we'll back in the afternoon." Jake informed all of you. You swiftly turned on your heels walking back to the village, Lo'ak quickly found your disappearing body and jogged after you. "Y/N pey (wait)"

"You did so good Lo." You congratulated keeping your pace. "So did you, though i am surprised i made it that long." He chuckled.

"You're one of the best, i'm not surprised." You backed, he always felt as though he wasn't good enough living under his brothers shadow but you never failed to remind him how good he actually was.

He paused, clearly thinking about what to say next, you looked at him eyes slightly squinted. "What is it?" You could tell when the boy had something on his mind.

"When my dad said teamwork i had high doubts that i'd be caught by the two of you together. Separately maybe but together?"

"Lo-"

"Thank you, it would be nice if you guys could push the past in the past and be friends you know?"

His sudden appreciation made your stomach twist.

"Yeah, I don't see why not." You lied pulling your kuru forward and playing with it. He smiled warmly at you offering to race you back to his family hut, of course you agreed.

After you had disappeared from the crowd Neteyam looked around for his father, however his eyes travelled to Rälek who was already walking towards him. "What is it?" He spat eyeing the boys swollen eye that was now coming down. He was never this cold to anyone in the clan but Rälek struck one to many nerves.

"I just wanted to apologise and congratulate you." Neteyam felt sick, he wanted him congratulate and apologise to him but not to you, not to the person he disrespected. "I decline." The tall boy said stepping back from him. "If i ever see you near her again I will do much worse than last time, you understand?" He questioned, voice low and rumbling with anger. Before Rälek could respond Jake came over placing a large hand over Neteyams shoulder. "Well done boys!" He smiled sending glances between the two boys. Neteyam lessened his scowl replacing it with a false smile. His palms creating a loud clap connecting with Räleks shoulder, squeezing it painfully.

"I was just reminding Rälek of what to do and what not to do next time." He smiled continuing to squeeze the boys shoulders.

He clenched his teeth in pain holding a closed mouthed smile. "Yes, yes he was Olo'eyktan. thank you Neteyam." He rushed out stepping away from the boys grasp.

"Oh well thank you Neteyam, that's kind of you." Jake chuckled still holding onto his sons shoulders. "Well get home safe Rälek. Come on son." He huffed.

As the two of them walked Jake looked at his son who bared a contented smile, the burning question sat at the base of his throat. "Did you really work together with Y/N?"

However he felt as though his questioning may push away the new found friendship between the two of you and decided against asking, remaining happy in his idea that the two of you settled whatever it was and could be exposed to the plans of your mateship soon.

Not long after you arrived in the family hut greeted by Neytiri, Tuk and your brothers, your best friend kiri snatched you away pulling you into the healing tent.

"Woah ki what is it!" You chuckled as she pulled you down to ground to sit with her. "Nothing! nothing with me. What about you, i missed you." She rushed out, eyes as wide as ever. You laughed at her weirdness, remembering why you were friends with her. "How did training go?" A genuine smile now appearing on her face.

Your eyes raised, lips parting for a split second allowing your brain to come up with a quick answer. "It was good." Almost as if you could feel it, a warm breeze spread over your lips reminding you of what you shouldn't have done.

"Good in what way?" Kiri pried.

"Kiri. It was good because i collected the most feathers." You laughed hoping you could rid your face of the guilt you were sure it had.

Her face bundled up in confusion and frustration.

"Y/N! Just tel-" Her voice lowered to a significant whisper only you could hear.

"Just tell me you kissed neteyam yesterday."

Your eyes widened, fuck of course she knew you were so loud getting on and off her hammock she had to have woken up. "Ki.." You started yet you had no idea how you would finish, your mouth remaining ajar not being able to come up with the swift lie like you usually would.

Her thin lipped expression worried you, no one would be pleased to find out their best friend had kissed their brother without their knowledge.

"Y/N."

"Kiri I'm sorr-"

"Finally." She huffed, almost in a way of relief. Your eyes widened. "I could feel the sexual frustration radiating off the two of you and it was so nauseating I thought I would die." She chuckled placing a hand on your lap.

"No Kiri I-I shouldn't have." You muttered looking down at her hand, "I am to be mated to someone else, I do not know who."

Her eyebrows twitched, blinking rapidly, "Oh." "Oh Y/N I am so sorry." Pulling you into an undeserving embrace her hair fell on your shoulders. "For what? I do this to myself." You confessed.

"This isn't the first time?" She asked voice higher in eagerness. You mentally cursed yourself,

"Other things happened, but just twice."

"Oh Y/N, you've really gotten yourself into it." She cringe. "It wasn't me, It was him but It was kind of me because I allowed it but that skxawng (moron) initiated it." You breathed out, hoping your best friend would see your side.

"And he dared to put his hand on me today, in front of all the warriors. In front of your father!"

The realisation dawned on you, eyes widening. "Eywa I pray Olo'eyktan has not received the wrong idea."

"Of what? that you have made amends with my brother?" "Maybe more than that if you ask me." She teased.

"Kiri, Stop it! It won't happen again. He is future Olo'eyktan and I have reputation to uphold, I won't risk it."

Your best friend sighed leaning back on her forearms legs stretched out in front of her. An unfazed smirk sat on her lips, displaying her lack of trust in your sentence. "What." You asked more a statement than a question. "What Ki? Tell me." You sighed running your hand down the ends of your braids which had gotten longer.

"It's the perfect love story." The words flew out of her mouth so quickly you almost missed them, but you didn't. As if on instincts you grabbed a feather filled sack with acted as a pillow and threw it at the girl. "Whaaaat? Have you never read those books in the lab?" She asked now laughing full on at your dramatic reaction. "It is not a love story." You stated tail now stiff in the air behind you.

"Forbidden Love, peasant girl falls in love with prince blah blah she becomes a princess and they fall in love." It was clear Spiders influence had taken a toll on her.

"Kiri that is absurd! You-"

"I am just saying Y/N if your parents are forcing an arrangement for you, you should have fun before-"

"KIRI KIRI!" The tiny voice of Tuk yelled as she ran into the healing tent away from Lorno who chased her in attempts to grab her tail. She ran into her sisters arms collapsing in exhaustion with giggles still coming from her.

"Hello sister." Your younger brother smiled, attempting to be as charming as possible and hide his intentions. Before anymore words could be said by the two of you Tuk got up and began running again leaving Lorno chasing her.

You both laughed at the childish interaction, calming down with a small sigh. "What is a peasant?" You asked, causing your best friends laughter to become even louder.

As Jake and Neteyam neared the hut, Jake noticed his sons aimless nodding at whatever he was saying, clear that he was not paying attention. "Neteyam."

"Hm." He responded keeping his eyes plastered on the ground. "Neteyam." Jake said louder, more firm to grab the attention of his son. "Yes sir." Finally looking up at his dad. "What's with you? You just had a great first session." He asked hoping his son was still the best and suitable for training and missions.

He couldn't lie to his dad, he would see right through it, so instead he came up with a half truth. Something he did sometimes when he did not have the heart or confidence to say the full truth.

"I am just thinking about alot of things. Sorry sir" He apologised sighing, Jake refused to pry any further.

"Well just clear your mind, nothing should distract you from getting better, alright? Go take a walk I'll let your mom know you'll be back later."

Without a second thought the boy nodded at his father, walking away in the opposite direction. After treading the forest he found his feet carrying him to the river where he had found you swimming in the lake with his sister weeks ago.

The memory of the two of standing face to face resurfaced, your attitude that had an effect on him then had the same effect on him in that very moment. His loincloth that had not been of notice to him suddenly became very tight, making him uncomfortable in many ways. He sighed, casually looking around to see if anyone was around before he could take care of himself. Like he had done before he sat with his back away from the forest facing the lake. The light waterfall a few feet away provided a light swooshing noise that made him feel relaxed the clear liquid blurring anything that stood behind it or in front of it.

Slowly he exposed himself to the cool air gently manoeuvring his loincloth strings on top of his tail. Once it was undone his cock sprung up, bringing the rest of the loin cloth up. The familiar pain he was quite used to feeling came, spitting in his hand he began to rub his shaft slowly in an up and down motion. Mixing his saliva with the precum that was already seeping out of his purplish tip. How badly he wanted his hand to be replaced with yours you would never know. His eyes closed and head fell back against a dip in the tree as his speed inevitably increased, hissing once the coolness of his hand connected with the heat of his cock. His breaths became shallow and his mouth fell open except for the moments where his lips would become dry and he would have to lick them. The sigh you did after you finished laughing, your melodic voice he wished he could interrupt by shoving his cock down your throat, the fact that you were his but just didn't know it pushed him further towards the finish line. As his hand continued pumping over his cock he tried to keep his mind blank only focusing on cumming. On you, In your mouth, on your breasts, in you, anywhere you would allow him. Slowly incoherent mumbles of your name tumbled out of his mouth mostly contorted by his heavy breaths.

"Fuck fuck fuck." He chanted the words almost like a prayer along with your name. He continued to stroke himself, becoming more aggressive with each minute without cumming had passed. The swaying of your tail and 'innocent' sitting positions urged him on, practically begging him to cum. His free hand fisted the grass below him as he finally felt the knot in his stomach about to snap. Before his release he let go dropping his hand onto his stomach, leaving his aching cock standing stiff, straight and painful.

He wanted so desperately to cum, however after finding out you were his destined mate, he wanted you to be the first to make him. For him to fall apart in your palms just as he had done to you before. His breathing regulated once relaxed his body which he'd done many times before after denying himself the satisfaction of cumming.

Without any mess to clean up he still slipped into the lake that was surprisingly warmed than he expected. He waddled over to the heavy waterfall stabilising himself into the rocky bottom and standing beneath it allowing the water to drench him.

With the water running down his face completely soaking his braids he laid his head back extending his neck, now his head was behind the waterfall but half his neck and rest of his body stayed in it. The loud crashing of the water falling could've put him to sleep. He usually came here after getting scolded by his father or stressed by him for not keeping

a stronger eye on his siblings.

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Ahh ok... lol I'm in desperate need for a Stucky fic!

So I'm thinking... maybe they were just starting a relationship during the events of Civil War but then Steve became a fugitive and Bucky went to Wakanda. It's about 2 years before they see each other again. They tried to stay in touch while they were apart but obviously it wouldn't be super easy. When they see each other again there's a bit of angst since they each might not be sure the other one still feels the same but I'd love a fluffy ending 💚💚

Sorry if that's way too detailed or anything lol you can change up whatever you want

@vbecker10

YESS!! I LOVE THIS!! For the sake of the fic Civil War did happen and so did CATWS however! Steve and Sam end up saving Bucky in CATWS and Tony gives up mid-fight with Cap in Civial war and ends up helping Steve and Bucky escape! In this fic the Sokovia Accorda only lasted 2 years!

Also Blod is flashabcks!

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A blessing in disguise’s

Summary: Steve finally gets the chance to have his happy ending with the love of his life, only for him to hear what he feared the most.

Paring: Nomad! Steve x White Wolf! Bucky.

Word count: 1.68+k

Dividers: @firefly-graphics

Warings: itty bitty angst, implied/allusion of cheating, heart to heart confession. FLUFF!

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It felt as if things were finally going great for both Steve and Bucky only for it all to come crumbling down. Steve finally had Bucky in his arms after 70 years of not having the love of his life.

When Steve had received a call from Tony on his burner phone, he knew it only meant something good or something bad. Nothingless Steve answered his call expecting the worst, yet upon hearing Tony talk relief filled him as Tony informed him that the Sokovia accords had been repealed and he can finally come home.

Steve was more than thrilled to be able to come home, while also knowing he made the right decision even if it made him a fugitive for 2 years. He also couldn't help but think about Bucky, within the last two years he tried to keep in touch and in contact with him anyway he could. It was very hard to do as Steve had to keep on the move, whenever he did get a chase to talk to bucky he would try to savor the moment by making bucky talk about what he was doing rather than bucky asking steve about him.

Sadly Steve hadn't had any contact with Bucky in the last 6 months, he remembered their last chat and Steve felt the guilt inside of him.

Steve had just secured the perimeter of a small cottage he found to stay in for the next couple of nights. He was getting ready to call it a day just when his phone went off, a bright smile spread across his face when he saw the encrypted number from Wakanda knowing it was bucky.

He was quick to answer it. “ Bucky?” He always questioned just to be sure, fearing that one day that it wouldn't be him. It would be Shuri informing him with bad news, since she was the one that created the encrypted number for their calls. “ Hey stevie” the sound of bucky’s voice coming through the line made Steve relieved and he smiled even brighter.

That night they talked how they normally did, catching up and informing each other about things. They tried to keep their conversation short in order to not have the call trace, even though Shuri's tech was more advanced than the U.S.

As it came closer to the end of their call Steve could tell in Bucky's voice that something was wrong.

“ Bucky you know you could tell me what’s going on '' Steve said softly. Bucky took a deep breath before answering him. “ Steve, I miss you” his voice barely above a whisper. “ I miss you too baby i-” Steve couldn't finish his sentence as Bucky cut him off. “ No Steve, I miss you. I miss your hugs, your kisses fuck i miss being with you.” there a was small pause before he continued “look i'm saying this because Shuri is close to finishing an an algorithm that will hopefully scrub the winter soldiers trigger words from my brian without damaging my personality”

Steve was shocked that Shuri was already working on a algorithm yet that was always the plan. That's why Tony had helped Steve and Bucky get to Wakanda to get the help he needed. Steve also couldn't help but feel saddened because he wanted to be there for Bucky and support him. He wanted to be the loving boyfriend and protector that Bucky needed yet he couldn’t.

Steve took awhile to respond which caused bucky to come out with the next sentence. “ There’s also someone I met too. '' He could tell Bucky had a slight smile when he said that and that made stevs chest almost tighten.

“ Ohh” was all Steve could manage to say as he didn’t know how to process everything. Before he could respond he heard a female voice in the background and Bucky was quick to say his goodbye and that they would talk later.

After that call Steve hadn't heard from Bucky as much, he could only assume the worse. Either Shuri’s algorithm worked and he moved on with the person he met or the algorithm didn’t work and it only made Bucky's condition worse.

Steve was pulled out of his thoughts when Tony spoke again. “ Uhh cap are you still there?” Tony questioned. “ Y-yeah i am tony, sorry i just zoned out but what else were you saying?” he rubbed his forehead. “ I said Bucky wants to see you. T'challa reached out and said everything with Shuri’s algorithm worked. Bucky’s free of the winter soldier.”

Steve froze; he couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was happy for Bucky, he really was, he just couldn’t help but think about their last conversation. “ That's great Tony, when can I see him?” He was nervous waiting for his reply. “ A quin jet will be sent out”

Now here Steve stood in one of the rooms t'challa had given him upon his arrival. He couldn’t help but feel happy yet anxious because he is finally able to see bucky. They could finally be with each other without any conflicts or interference, they could finally feel at peace. He couldn’t handle waiting any longer; he just had to see Bucky. He didn’t want to waste any more time.

So Steve had set out to the room Bucky was getting ready in. See upon arriving t'challa had told steve that bucky wanted to meet him in the Citadel before taking him to the Hut he's been staying in, he had also informed steve that bucky need some time to prepare himself for the first time seeing steve as James and not the winter soldier.

As Steve approached the room he didn’t know how to feel, it felt as if someone had ripped his heart out and stomped on it as he heard the conversation happening on the other end.

“ God I love you so much pumpkin you don't know how grateful i am for you'' Steve couldn't take it, his true fear came true Bucky had met someone. He walked away before he could hear the rest of the conversion.

Steve didn't know where to go, he walked outside and just kept walking until he got to the hillside. He sat there just looking at the mountains as the sun was slowly setting on the horizon, he thought back to everything in his life from him being kids with bucky, to going to war. He thought about Peggy and how when he was with Peggy he had realized he was utterly in love with Bucky.

Steve didn't know how long he sat there reminiscing, thinking how everything could have gone wrong yet he was startled when he felt a hand on your shoulder in the voice that was behind it. “ S-steve?” Bucky's voice was shaky as he tried to remain strong.

Steve couldn’t even look at Bucky because if he did he would lose his composed facade. He kept staring ahead, “ Hey James” he managed to say out loud. He felt bucky sit next to him. Steve couldn’t take it, he just had to know. “ How long?’ Steve asked. Bucky was confused at his statement “ what do y-'' Steve cut him off.

“ How long have you been in love with someone else, how long have you been in love with your pumpkin? '' Steve had tears coming out of the corner of his eyes as he wanted to cry. “ Please book you have to tell me, I can't keep loving you knowing you love someone else” the dam broke as Steve began to cry.

“ Ohh Stevie” Bucky lightly laughed out. This made Steve turn his head towards Bucky ready to argue, yet when he did so his breath hitched in his throat. Not only because of how Buck looked so incredibly handsome with his long hair, his new vibranium arm but also because Bucky was holding a baby that looked no older than almost a year.

“ buc-” this time bucky cut him off. “ God you're such a punk Stevie always jumping to conclusions, The pumpkin you're referring to is this little bundle of joy” He gestured to the Sleeping baby on his shoulder. “ When I called you 6 months ago saying I met someone it was her mom, she had been in a similar situation like me, brainwashed. Long story short she ended up being pregnant with Lily, I was going through my deprogramming with Shuri. She made a promise with me that if anything were to happen to her would want me to take over as being this little one’s guardian” he softly rubbed Lily’s back.

“ All these years I never stopped loving you Steve and I never will, you and I have been through so much together yet so little.'' Bucky's voice was shaky as he spoke with so much emotion. “ I am no longer the Winter Soldier, I'm James Barnes and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I want to start a family with you. I know this is a lot to take in but I’m willing to stay and fight for this if you are Steve”

Steve didn't know what to say, he was shocked above all things but his heart swelled with love. No matter what they've been through, what they sacrificed and lost, he knew him and Bucky were meant to be. Steve would always love Bucky unconditionally, because because Bucky was his soul mate, he was the one Steve wanted to spend the rest of his life with even as they grew older than what they were now.

Steev bucky into a deep passionate kiss making up for the lost time they had. Steve had pulled back from the kiss to stare into Bucky's beautiful eyes. “What's wrong?” he smiled, “ Nothing, it's just your beard,” Bucky caressed his jaw.” it tickles” he laughed kissing steve again. They were taken out when Lily had woken up she turned her head to face a steve and reached out with grabby hands. It was at that moment Steve and Bucky both finally felt at peace.

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