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the-travelling-witch · 6 months

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𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝: 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍

Character Choice: Leviathan x Fem! Reader

Stats: nsfw/ minors dni, jealous/ possessive! levi, cream pies, monster/tail fucking, mean dom! levi, levi with two cocks, degradation/ name calling, marking, double penetration, unprotected sex (stay safe everyone!), hint of/ alllusion to exhibitionism towards the end

Profile: It’s not fair! Why do his stupid brothers get to hog your attention all the time? He’ll make sure you’ll pay attention to him and only him. You’re not leaving his room for quite a while; there’s lots of fun stuff Levi wants to try with you. And when you do limp out of his room, his brothers will certainly get the message.

this is a repost because i'm moving my nsfw works onto this blog!!

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You had been playing video games with Levi for a while now, comfortably sitting in his lap with his chin resting on your head. And so far, everything had been super relaxed. That was until the credits rolled and Levi’s focus started to drift from the screen to you, inhaling the comforting scent of your hair products.

Just for the stench of his brothers to fill his nostrils, clinging to you just as stubbornly as the actual demons. It made him livid, imagining Asmo hanging off your arm, Satan holding you close as he read to you or Belphie using your lap as his personal napping spot. You should be spending time with him!

Before he knew it, pure jealousy was coursing through his veins and his form shifted. Coral-like horns perched on his head like a crown as a scaled tail wrapped around your ankle, slowly winding upwards. His hands, which had held the controller up until now, gripped your hips tightly as he tried to control his breathing.

You’d felt Levi’s envy often enough through the pact linking you two together. Whether it was losing the bid on a figurine he wanted or seeing someone else with the character he tried to get, the feeling wasn’t new to you. But this time, the sensation was overwhelming, his pact mark on your body searing with his jealousy. Normally, you could console him easily enough but right now you weren’t so sure.

“Levi? Levi are you alright? What’s wrong?” you questioned, one hand coming up to thread into his purple locks as you tried to shift so you could face him. Only to be stopped by his iron grip. You could, however, get a glimpse of his orange-flashing eyes, pupils merely slits. “Levi, I’m worried-”

“Oh, now you care?” His tone was cold and sent shivers down your spine, rare determination falling from every word. “What’s wrong, you ask? Maybe it’s the fact that you’re always so busy cosying up to all my brothers. Even that scumbag gets more of your attention than I do.”

Levi knew deep inside that wasn’t true. You always spent plenty of time with him. Then, Lucifer’s cologne tickled his nose and he lost all sense of rationality, thoughts only fueled by his sin. When he spoke again, his words were like pure venom dripping from his fangs. “Did you have fun? Letting them get their grimey hands all over you?”

“No, Levi, I-” You interrupted yourself with a sudden gasp as sharp teeth sank into the column of your neck, not deep enough to draw blood but enough to leave a nasty, very visible mark. Still, you couldn’t help but grind yourself back on him, feeling his prominent bulge against your ass. You almost drooled at the inhuman size of him, mind wandering to how good he’d stretch you open on that.

“Enjoying yourself?” He hissed while pressing you down harder, rubbing himself against your clothed pussy. Searching for something to ground yourself with, you reached back and dug your fingers into his hair as you rolled your head back to give Levi more access to your neck. “Look at you, you’re actually getting off to this. You’re so easy, no wonder demons like you so much.”

Much to your embarrassment, you could feel the arousal staining your panties at his harsh words. There was no use denying it, this side of your usually timid Levi was heavily turning you on, so much so that you could feel yourself pulsing against the straining material of his sweats. Somehow, that realisation just made you squirm against him more, searching desperately for any sort of friction.

It came in the form of his tail flicking forcefully against your core, not enough to seriously hurt you but definitely hard enough to mix pain with pleasure. Levi took advantage of your moan to tip your head back and shove his forked tongue down your throat. At the same time, his clawed hands roughly groped your breasts over your RAD dress shirt, certainly leaving red marks for you to find later. Apparently that wasn’t enough for the demon though, carelessly ripping the material apart and making buttons roll over the floor of his room.

Your bra was next. Although he didn’t destroy it, he merely pulled it down enough to where your breasts could spill over the cups, further driving home the point that this wasn’t about you. This was only for him and his pleasure.

As his fingers meanly pulled at your nipples, tweaking the little buds and rolling them between his digits, his tail had stopped prodding at your slit and instead slithered under the waistband of your bottoms. With it pressed against your body like that, it really had no option but to rub over your clit as it reached for your undergarments.

Just when you thought Levi would really have you ruin your clothes, he pushed them off your legs to give his tail free reign to work. As the appendage curled around the seat of your panties to pull them off as well, it grazed your folds and you lightly jerked in your demon’s hold.

Said demon had gone back to biting and licking at your neck, his eyes following the string of arousal sticking to your underwear with rapt attention. The fact that he could reduce you to this state so easily was definitely an ego boost but he was nowhere near satiated with just this.

“I think it’s time I remind you who you really belong to,” he snarled, voice bitter as he could still smell them on you. “Once I’m done with you, nobody will ever forget it again.”

Without so much as a warning, Levi plunged the end of his tail into your soaked core, earning something between a shriek and a moan from you. The initial clamp down of your walls around his scales drew a shaky groan from him in return, squeezing your tits harder in his palms.

His tail was curling and uncurling inside of you in unreadable patterns as he stretched you out gradually. The texture of his cold scales was something you never grew used to as they scraped against your warm walls, the tip effortlessly hitting spots you never knew you had.

In record time, Levi had you writhing and squirming in his lap and he chose to make it worse by slipping one hand down your front to ruthlessly tap your pulsing clit. The noises you made drove him nearly insane with lust but he willed himself to patience, as far as that was still possible.

“That’s it, you’re gonna cum,” he all but ordered, fingers and tail pressing down on the same spot on opposite sides of your walls. “And your orgasm is gonna be all mine, you got that?”

“Yes, Levi,” you whined, eyes screwed shut and fingers tightening around his wrist and his purple locks.

“Then do it,” he spoke directly against your ear.

You straightened in his hold as lightning shot up your spine, the thicker part of his tail keeping your legs nicely spread while he flicked his fingers harsher against your clit.

Then, your bones turned to pudding as you weightlessly leaned back against Levi’s clothed chest, feeling your release leak around his tail. You tried to control your breathing with little success. A hand swept sweat matted hair out of your eyes while a second one ran up and down your side to provide a familiar comfort.

But soon, your world shifted as you fell forward, your fall only cushioned by a hand on your chest before your cheek met one of Levi’s many pillows, which had previously not laid there. Behind you, the demon rose to his knees as well, his thighs colliding with your ass.

You whined as the movements of his tail started again, much slower than before though. He shushed you almost gently, yet when you pushed yourself up on weak arms to look back at him, one hand firmly pressed your upper back onto the floor again.

“Be good and behave.” Levi’s cold voice made you shiver in the best way possible and this time he could feel the way you clamped down on him at his command. “Seriously, I thought between us I was the perv but seeing you let me use you like this without any resistance makes me question that.”

There was rustling of clothes to be heard and you almost protested the withdrawal of his tail but the pressure of his pre cum leaking cocks against you shut you right up. No matter how often you two got frisky, you wondered every time how they were supposed to fit.

As much as Levi wanted to see you choke on his cock while attempting to wrap your hand around the other, he was far too impatient. He needed to stretch you open now.

Aligning the head of his upper dick, he heaved a sigh before pushing in. Just feeling your heat around the tip made him lightheaded but before he could get carried away, he remembered why you two were in this position in the first place.

In one single thrust, the demon filled you to the brim, knocking all air from your lungs as you were shoved into the pillow. Despite having two members to work with, taking just one was still quite the challenge. It hurt but at the same time it felt so good.

With his demeanour that night, you thought he’d set a ruthless pace from the start but he surprised you with tempered and measured thrusts, aiming for depth rather than speed. Your shoulders tensed up when you felt his tail return, this time however circling your other hole.

“Levi-“

“Don’t tell me you don’t want this, I can feel that messy cunt of yours gripping me even tighter.” And he was right. Just the imagination of Levi using his tail, which was still coated in your previous release, to prepare you for what was inevitably to come had you bounce your hips back on him. “Yeah, that’s what I thought. You’re supposed to be my master, yet you’re acting more like a bitch in heat, already going dumb on my cock.”

Apparently now it was time for your bra to leave the scene completely as Levi fumbled with the clasp for a second before carelessly throwing it somewhere into his room.

The fact that he was still fully clothed whereas you were completely nude made you feel excitingly exposed, fire burning through your body at the thought of Levi just having your way with you like this.

It should have been embarrassing how your pussy squelched with his cock inside, how fast you were approaching another orgasm, but with Levi leaning more of his weight onto you as he seemed to reach deeper in both your cunt and ass, you were more concerned with trying to sustain your lungs with enough air.

Well, it wasn’t like you had to tell him you were close anyway. The way it got harder to move in and out or the way your legs started trembling gave you away. With his cocks hitting your g-spot and clit on every forward motion as your walls were sandwiched on both sides between him, it was clear you’d reach your peak sooner rather than later.

Your high pitched moans echoed around the room and Levi’s guttoral groans soon joined as he starved off his own release to fuck you through yours. At this point, your vision turned hazy but you couldn’t help but want more. And more you should get.

Through the fog of your mind, you barely registered the moment of emptiness and Levi’s biting words were drowned out by your own heartbeat pulsing in your ears. What you did notice was the sensation of two cocks stuffing you to your limit, both heads throbbing with a desperate need to just stuff you full of his cum.

The view of you on your elbows and knees, back arched and fingers a death grip on his pillow rushed directly to his head and to his dicks. He was the one who had reduced to such a pathetically fucked out state, unable to speak any coherent sentences. Not his brothers.

“Do you just whore yourself out to everyone?” Sharp claws were dancing up your spine, the layer of sweat reflecting the blue light of his room. The thought of his brothers getting just a glimpse of you like this made his earlier rage flare up again.

“N-No,” you whimpered meekly.

“No? Just the demons you know?” His still clothed chest met your back as his hands held your hips in an iron grip, no doubt leaving bruises in their wake. His fangs were grazing your skin again, searching for a new spot to leave his mark on. “If Mammon were here, would you let him fuck this messy cunt of yours, hm? Would you gag on Belphie’s cock like a slut, yeah? Let him push your head down as he pleases?”

You didn’t answer this time, not that he really expected you to. Normally, Levi might have intertwined your fingers or pressed a sweet kiss to your temple. But not on this day.

“C’mon, you can be louder than that, slut.” Purple coloured nails tangled in your hair and pulled your head up. “Let everyone in this house who’s fucking you this good.”

Nothing he had to tell you twice. You felt so full, every sensitive spot you could think of and all those you didn’t know you had were being abused over and over again.

What had you screaming and scrambling for purchase was the pain of his fangs piercing the skin of your shoulder as his tail wrapped around your middle, the tip resting dangerously close to your sensitive clit after dragging through the slick mess staining your thighs.

“You’re close again, right?” That was when his tail started circling your pulsing nub and your eyes flew open as the knot in your stomach started pulling you into opposite directions once more. “That’s right, you're just a little toy for me to use, aren’t you? Just an obedient cocksleeve waiting to get stuffed.”

To emphasise his point, your expression was reflected back to you on one of his shiny consoles, eyes fluttering open and shut as your tongue lolled out and drool dripped from your lips, head still pulled back.

“Fuck, you look so good like this,” Levi cursed out of breath, cocks twitching against your walls as the slapping of skin picked up in speed. Letting your head fall forward again, both hands gripped your hips tightly, nails nicking your skin.

“I’m so close, please I can’t—“ You couldn’t decide if you were begging to cum or to rest.

Your demon made the choice for you. He drew quicker circles on your abused clit, pressing his scales down harsher, which had your toes curling and your hips trying to wind away from the assault.

“Stop squirming!” Pulling your hips back to meet his strokes, you weren’t sure if Levi was trying to make you cum again or if he was just selfishly chasing his own release with all means possible. “I’m gonna fill you up and you’ll be a good human and not waste a drop. Once we’re done, you’ll only smell like me!”

Mindlessly nodding your head, you fell over the edge with a scream of his name, shuddering and jerking as his pace didn’t slow at all. Maybe it was because you were so out of it but you could swear you could feel his cocks swell before his hips stuttered and he painted your walls white with a throaty groan.

There was no chance you could ever keep all of his cum inside, no matter how deep he shot it. You were pretty sure no human could ever cum this much.

For a few minutes there was nothing but panting to be heard before he finally pulled out, the bite marks on your shoulders pulsing as the adrenaline wore off. Levi stared as his cum leaked out of you and ran down your trembling thighs, collecting the drops with the tip of his tail before pushing them back into you. You moaned weakly at the clench of your overstimulated walls around the appendage but just as you were wondering whether you could handle another round, the chime of your phones echoed through Levi’s room.

Satan @ House of Lamentation (New): Dinner in 5, get down here

Just as you were about to push yourself up on shaky arms, Levi’s hand on your upper back kept your chest on the floor.

“What are you doing? We don’t have time, we need to get cleaned up,” you protested.

Without a word, Levi wrangled your ankles into your panties again and slid them back up your thighs. Snapping the waistband, he gave your clothed cunt a final slap and innerly gloated at the way your combined release was soaking the already ruined fabric.

With widened eyes, you looked back over your shoulder to see if he was serious only to find him staring at you with a fierce look in his eyes, daring you to challenge him.

“I told you, I’ll make sure everyone knows who you belong to.”

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bandgie · 4 months

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As Above So Below

MDNI 18+ | fem!reader x Jongho x Seonghwa

warnings: freeuse (f!), dom Jongho, pussy eating, orgasm denial, sub (f! and hwa!), 3some, rough boob play, light clit play, brief mentions of face riding, exhibitionism

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When you first brought up the idea of free use, Jongho seemed hardly interested.

"But I already fuck you when I want. I don't see the point," he mindlessly had said when you mentioned it. "Okay but..." you remember fiddling with the hem of your shirt. "Like, I mean I could be doing anything. Anything and you could be touching me, using me. Like is that not hot to you?" Jongho shrugged at this, but you could see the hidden smirk on his lips. "I don't mind trying."

It's been nearly a month since the conversation and Jongho acted how he always did. Few butt grabs here, jiggling your tits there. Sometimes he'd stand behind you while you sat on the couch and leaned down to play with your pussy. Rubbing circles over and over your cunt before pulling away, leaving you bucking your hips and whining.

He didn't use it like you wanted him to, but you weren't necessarily disappointed by it. The days carried as usual, and Seonghwa happened to be over at your apartment, talking about how he got into it with his roommate.

"He keeps touching my stuff," Seonghwa crinkles his nose in disgust. "And he doesn't even put it back right! I'm sure he's broken one of my figurines and just glued it together." He huffs and crosses his arms.

You set your mug on the dinner table down, crossing your legs as you try not to laugh. "Seonghwa...I don't think you should move out just cuz of that." You bite back your smile at his frowning face, "Did you ever just tell him not to?"

Seonghwa looks at you ludicrously, "Did I- Of course I did! You think I'm just gonna let this slide? No! I paid for it and I built them and it's just rude in general! Next time I see him, I'm going to-"

The front door knob jiggles, clicks and turns. The sounds make the two of you look in the direction of it before it opens.

Jongho enters, peeking his head in and eyeing the area. "I thought I heard someone. I could hear Seonghwa crying all the way from the car." He chucks his shoes off and replaces them with slippers. Seonghwa pouts beside you, "I'm not crying."

You giggle, watching your boyfriend set his coat on the couch and make his way to you. He kisses the top of your head and smiles, but something about it sends shivers down your spine.

"How was work? Are you hungry?" Jongho only shakes his head at your questions, "Work was stressful. Had to train the new guy, you know how that is." You hum at his answer, "Did you wanna try taking a nap? Maybe that'll help you relax."

That sinister smile appears again, but he shakes his head at your suggestions to try and mask it. "I think I'm fine here. What was Seonghwa crying about again?"

Jongho takes his place behind you, resting his hands on your shoulders and Seonghwa desperately claims he is not crying.

"His roommate Dan-"

"It's San."

"Sorry," you apologize, rolling your eyes at Seonghwa's correction. "His roommate San is giving him a hard time. Touching his things and going in his room unannounced."

Though you can't see, Jongho nods at the information. His fingers gently begin to kneed into your shoulders, going up to your neck before traveling back down. His touch is cold from the outside, but still soft. You involuntarily shiver.

"Sounds like he is giving you a hard time," Jongho gives a deep sigh. "Did you tell him to stop?"

Seonghwa makes a sound of frustration. "Jesus christ you two are the exact same! No shit I did. But he thinks he can wiggle his way out of trouble just cuz he's handsome."

"Still, it can't be all bad. Don't you have like what...two? Three roommates?" You ask, ignoring how Jongho dips his fingers underneath the top of your shirt. The tips of his fingers brush against the swell of your breasts before going back up. Seonghwa's eyes briefly drop to your chest before locking eyes with you. It was so quick, had you blinked you might've missed it.

"I...Yeah, one other roommate. Totally opposite," he swallows thickly. "He's fine, it's just San I can't stand."

Jongho gets brave, opting to slide his hands over your clothed breasts down to your hips. He squeezes your flesh then travels up, slowly making his way until his palms cup over your tits again. He pushes them together and jiggles.

Seonghwa and you give the same reaction, gasping wide-eyed. You take hold of his wrist with one hand while your other grips the underside of your seat. "J-Jongho what are you..." He moves your mounds up and down, squeezing and giggling at your shocked state.

"What do you mean?" He gives a gummy smile. "I'm just doing what you asked me to."

A particularly harsh clutch makes you whine. Your hips lift from the chair for a second, as if trying to get friction in the air. Shyly, you look Seonghwa's way to see him in a quiet state of shock. Still, you catch the way his tongue pokes from his mouth. A habit you noticed he does when he sees something he likes.

"I can go," Seonghwa gulps nervously. "I-I should go." Before he has the chance to stand to his feet, Jongho shakes his head, "Go? Weren't you just talking about your roommate? Don't you wanna get that off your chest first?"

"I...I no...my roommate..." Seonghwa's words die in his mouth when your boyfriend moves his hands to lift your shirt over your chest. Jongho places the hem in your mouth, a silent instruction for you to bite down on the material. You listen dutifully as Jongho then spills your tits from your bra.

Your nipples are already hard from how roughly Jongho was playing with them. Your boyfriend pinches your hardened buds and rolls them between his thumb and forefinger. A soft whimper leaves your lips.

"Oh my god," Seonghwa's eyes look like they're going to pop from his sockets. "Why are you- Is she okay with this?" He painfully tears his eyes away from your bare boobs to look at your face. Seonghwa inspects for any signs of discomfort, but he only finds your cheeks flushed. You bite your lower lip to suppress your moans, but his intense stare makes you want to fold.

Jongho laughs at the innocent questions. "Did you hear him? He's asking if you're alright." You feel Jongho lean down until his mouth is at your ear, warm breaths ghosting over your skin, "Why don't you tell him whose idea this was?"

You turn your head the other way, unable to meet Seonghwa's eyes. Jongho smiles against your neck and tenderly pecks your skin. The soft nips and bites send shivers throughout your body, and the throbbing in your cunt begins to get unbearable.

Maybe if you ignore the burning humiliation and listen to your boyfriend instead, he'll reward you.

Timidly, you pick your head up and look at the overly aroused Seonghwa. "It was my idea. I...I just wanna be a good girl for Jongho. Use me whenever he wants."

Seonghwa's lips part at your confession, his eyes darkening. Jongho's smile turns into a wicked grin. It feels like you're a deer caught by two lions, only you're hoping to be eaten.

"Dirty little thing I have, huh?" Jongho turns his attention to Seonghwa. "I bet her pussy's all wet. You can take off her underwear." Jongho kisses the sensitive part under your ear, "Put your legs up on the chair baby."

You pick your legs up and place your heels on the edge of the chair. There's hardly any room, but you keep your knees tucked as Seonghwa carefully slips from his seat. He moves slowly, assessing the situation. If he moves too fast, he thinks he might scare you away. But that's hardly an option for you when you see him bend to his knees, lifting your skirt higher until your panties are exposed.

He sucks in a sharp breath, eyes going to yours then Jongho's.

"Well?" Your boyfriend raises an eyebrow at Seonghwa's reaction. There's a sense of panic that runs through you. Is he not really in the mood? Did he snap out of it? Does he not like it? Your worries are settled when Seonghwa's lips turn to a shy smile, cheekbones poking out.

"She's so wet. I can see it through her underwear." Seonghwa gently traces the crease of your outlined pussy. The soft touch makes your hips buck, and a loud moan is finally released. You didn't realize how much you needed to be touched. Jongho laughs at your trembling state, hips chasing Seonghwa's hand.

Just when Seonghwa hooks his finger on the side of your underwear. Jongho stops him. "You know what Hyung," Jongho's lips turn to a pout as he thinks. "Keep it on. Just touch her like that."

You whine at his change of instructions. "Jongho..." You tilt your head back to peer at him. "But I'm being good." Your boyfriend keeps his lower lip jutting out as he responds, "You don't get whatever you want just because you're being good."

You're about to argue when Jongho squeezes your breasts. You moan and arch your back, twisting your head down to Seonghwa who patiently waits for the green light. A small nod from your boyfriend is enough permission.

He uses his thumb first, running it up and down your slit. Even through the underwear, he can feel the hotness of your cunt. When Seonghwa reaches your clit, he presses down.

"Oh!" You shake at the pressure. Your thighs threaten to snap on his head, but you keep them open. Soft whimpers and pretty gasps leave your wet lips when he rubs his thumb in circles over your nub. Jongho mimics the movements on your nipples, rolling and twisting until you're panting.

"D-do you like it?" Seonghwa can't help but ask. Even if your body obviously shows the great amount of pleasure you're in, he needs to hear it from your own mouth.

You nod manically, hair getting in your face. "So much. I like it so much, Hwa."

The praise gets to his head, and cock, more than Seonghwa would like to admit. It's all too much for him, your breathy moans, the way Jongho plays with your pretty tits, your covered cunt displayed in front of him. He licks his lips again, looking up to the man squeezing those perfect breasts. "Can I lick her?"

You throw your head back at the question. You know the type of tongue he has, the length, how pink it is. Even if you don't have the energy to speak, you beg Jongho with your batting eyes. Your boyfriend looks between to two of you before signing defeatedly, "Just keep her underwear on."

It's Seonghwa's nose you feel first. The tip of it brushing against your clit while his lips run over your swollen ones. They're so warm, so soft even if your underwear is in the way. He lets his bottom teeth graze over your cunt, making you squeal.

His burning tongue finally laps over your slit. Starting from the bottom, and going up. You sob, both in frustration and desire. It feels good, more than you could have ever thought was possible. But that thin layer of fabric gets in the way of you really feeling it. Feeling Seonghwa's salvia mix with your arousal, his tongue raw on your cunt.

"Seonghwa please," you beg. "Take it off. I need to feel you."

Jongho pulls one hand away from your breasts before you feel it connect again rather harshly. You cry out at the slap, but he gives you no time to recover. He digs his fingers into your tender flesh to hear you weep more.

"Didn't I say that's not allowed?" He questions you with a tut. "What a waste. I was gonna let him make you cum too."

"No!" You feel your eyes welling with tears. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! It was an accident, Jongho, please. I didn't mean it I swear." You try and apologize your way out of it. But Jongho's grip doesn't let up. He smacks your breast again, pretending to act as though he's disappointed.

"And you're lying to me. I don't think you're a good girl after all."

The sob that wrecks through you is genuine. It even makes Seonghwa stop to look at you, making sure you're not truly in distress. There's a soft look in his eyes, somewhat pitiful. He looks up at Jongho who only looks down at him. "If you let her cum, I won't let you play with her again," he threatens.

That's enough to make Seonghwa obey. He gives you a sheepish look, "Sorry."

His muted kisses resume, this time harder. It seems like Seonghwa enjoys the idea of teasing you, even if he has a false look of sincerity. All you can do is try and ride his beautiful face before he pulls away at the last second. He watches you vibrate with ruined orgasms, watches those tears fall down your reddened cheeks, and looks at how your boobs begin to bruise with Jongho's fingers.

You don't know how long it lasts, you don't even know if the sopping arousal between your thighs is really from you due to the sheer amount. But you do know that when Seonghwa leaves for the night with a throbbing tent in his pants, Jongho still won't let you cum.

And he'll make you wear that underwear for the rest of the day.

a/n: first long ateez fic whhaaa kinda nervous about ittttt, tell me how you liked ittt (hopefully)

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tearskillstardust · 3 months

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hi! if requests are still open, could you write about wanderer, neuvillette, and wriothesley with an s/o that likes cute things-Specifically plushies, figurines, and stuff? But the s/o is usually someone more mature so it would be surprising for them to love such cute things. Love your account and you have some of my favorite characterization ❣️Happy holidays!

✎ MIRACULOUS LADYBUG LOVE ... wriothesley, neuvillette, wanderer, xiao

— gn!reader, modern! au with wanderer and xiao, wriothesley is a bit... , no tw!

📬 XIAO

a lover of decent mundanity and simplicity, xiao admires your ability and fondness for adorning yourself and your workplace and home with simple items that go easy on the eyes. warm shades of brown and lovelier shades of pastel greens shade the walls, and every aesthetic is maintained with utmost care as though it wasn't as much a home as it was a shrine for you. he always admires your will and ability to keep the place tidy at all times, so when he was sifting through old clothes and deciding what needed to be thrown out, and came across a whole stash of small plushies and a box of figurines, he almost experienced brain freeze.

he turned the figurines over and over again before it struck him that these were the same characters you had keychains of. his jade-shaped eyes scanned over your box of possessions, trying to understand whether these belonged to you or your little sister qiqi. confusedly, his mind wanders to the fact that some of your most treasured possessions were all pearl necklaces and laces of silk—all expensive and sophisticated materials as gifts from him and personal choices in accord with your tastes. unfortunately, he concludes that these plushies and figurines must belong to qiqi, and that little keychain might be qiqi's little gift for you.

which led him to this, both the boxes lying on the floor of the hall as the young girl innocently sifted through the fluff figures with sparkling eyes full of curiosity and you stared quietly at him from across the sofa, quietly waiting for him to respond.

'but,' he trailed off, both anxious and extremely disappointed that he gave your favourite items away to qiqi. both of you knew that you wouldn't ever accept those items back at the cost of taking those away from your little sister. 'i really didn't know, i'm so sorry,'

his ashamed gaze turned from qiqi to you, 'may i... buy you some more?'

you passed him a quiet look. 'you must, anyways.'

he smiled gently before coming to your side and hugging your stiffer figure, relaxing when your shoulders lay smug against his frame. he gently swayed to the side and brought you down on the sofa, smiling when your sulky gaze met his. 'of course, i must. if you'd be willing though to let me into your personal space and let me know about your interests more, then i would be able to know you better, no?'

you stared thoughtfully at him for a moment before giving in to his gentleness and smiling, 'alright. i'm sorry for keeping things hidden,'

he smiled quietly, 'i enjoy miraculous ladybug too, by the way,'

📬 WANDERER

wanderer tried his best to hold that smile back; trust him, he really did.

but when you sat there with that small plushie as you poured your heart out to the tiny thing, he couldn't help but listen in, curious perhaps that he was troubling you in any manner. but when you whined to the thing about how your 'stupid' little boyfriend simply wouldn't be willing to share your interest in cartoons and franchises of these nature, he almost wanted to topple over and laugh.

wise of disposition and forever fresh, you were always someone he personally perceived as having high class and expensive tastes. not to say that liking cartoons was stupid, hell no, he loved bungou stray dogs especially that bastard of a man dazai, and would have been more than willing to bond with you over it; but to think that he never brought it up because he thought you would never like them? he wanted to laugh, but listened on to your innocent rant.

'he would laugh if i admitted to liking you,' you muttered, fixing the little ear of the chat noir plushie, looking as though you were deep in thought about philosophy when you were in reality thinking about how to be honest about your tastes to your boyfriend.

he smirked before finally leaning against the doorframe, letting himself come into your view as you turned abruptly, like a deer caught amidst flashlights.

you stared. he smiled.

'what's up?' he asked casually, eyebrows raising to address the fluffball in your hands. 'looks like you, honestly. a hot little cat.'

you turned embarrassed, quickly pushing the plushie underneath the covers before laughing awkwardly, 'what? haha, nope, nothing like what you think. back from work?'

he raised a brow, 'work? we're in college, my lady.'

your eyes widened, 'oh, oh! yeah!' you said and smiled awkwardly, trying to relax but his gaze told you he had heard everything.

smiling with a hint of mischief he strolled to settle next to you on the bed, arm leaning against a cushion as he pulled the plushie out from your grasp. 'it's pretty cute, you know. and also,'

he leaned in suddenly, pulling you down closer to his mouth, making your eyes widen, 'i'd make a better chat noir, don't you think? how about we try that someday?', then licking his lips, 'better than talking to a ball of cotton, i'd believe.'

📬 NEUVILLETTE

the iudex is a man of utmost discipline and firmly believes in up keeping one's honour at the work place, in lieu of the many dedicated people he has met when he was trying to understand human civilization. as such, hence, he doesn't take great pride in quietly and very discreetly asking you to come over to his office one day when he was feeling down after a trial, asking you to bring the cookies you had made yesterday along with you.

so when he doesn't get your presence but rather a parcel with his name instead, he really isn't sure on what he is supposed to be doing. he knows you have sent it and that you must be busy with duty. but he didn't really want those cookies... he just wanted to talk to you and put his heart to peace about the sentence and let himself be relieved. now that you weren't there, what's the point of the cookies?

after keeping it aside it is when the dragon's sharp eyes fall on the small white peeking out from underneath a small hole at the side, something that appeared to be a note of sorts. fair enough, he assumes and mentally apologizes to you as though you could hear him. you've never really been the type to let anyone's request lay to waste, anyways; he thinks quietly as he tears the box open with a hint of impatience.

and when he realizes that what he thought to be a note was actually an otter plushie having a keychain in its hands symbolic of the eagle batch you always wore, he almost choked on his breath. quickly pushing the plushie back in he blushed deep red and furiously looked around his office to ensure nobody was there before he pulled the little thing out and kept it in front of him.

and then sat in front of it himself, as though interrogating the tiny thing.

and if neuvillette was to stare more, the plushie would start blinking, he was certain at one point. sighing, he spoke then, poured his heart out as though it was you next to him and not the tiny cotton ball. and when he completes it's almost surprising to him how easy it was for him to pour everything out, and how convenient that no one walked in on him in so embarrassing a state—unaware that clorinde who had heard him had already prevented anyone from entering and refrained from listening on herself—it almost convinces him to ask you if he can permanently keep the doll with himself, but then comes the question—why would you have something like this on you?

neuvillette had a scarcity of time, yes, but there was no lack of money or even the freedom to use it, you always had money at your disposal. to think that somebody as classy as you would be fond of such a cute little thing almost made him blush all over again, but refraining from letting himself get ahead, he thinks again—perhaps not, he thinks. maybe that's her friends' or maybe navia's, who was fonder of collecting such things and was also your good friend.

so when you laugh gently like that when he questions the choice of parcelling, he is left confused until you speak up again.

'no silly! that's mine! i really wanted to share it with you,' you said, taking the plushie out of his hands and into your softer ones as you fondly fixed its ear, 'but you never have the time to discuss things like these.'

catching the undertone of sadness he quickly jolts from his trance, 'should i take some time off this sunday? there have been few cases recently and there's only so little paperwork left.'

you smile brightly, 'oh, can you? that's amazing! i've always wanted to go the riverbank we went to when you confessed, remember?' you ask, turning toward him to find him smiling fondly at you, gaze soft with pure love.

'of course, i do, mon cherie. even more, i remember your bright smile from that fateful evening. let's go there this week,'

and when you excitedly hug him and he hugs you back, he really means it with all his heart and soul.

📬 WRIOTHESELY

used as the duke is to more mature and sophisticated displays of innocence, such as the quiet fluttering of your eyelashes when he towers over you, or when you shyly hide behind your hand fan when he makes another teasing joke, he is certainly in for a surprise when he decides to stay in longer than usual on one winter night, all without your knowledge.

reading the report as he sat next to the fireplace, the illumination from the fireplace danced all over the pages, distracting him from the texts. he had already read the same page at least thrice now, completely unable to take his mind off of your thoughts, wondering what you must be up to right now. sighing gently he slammed it down back on the table. curse you for being so tempting, he thinks before rising, calling your name out as he leaves his room.

but when no answer comes back to him, ringing gently on the wind like a welcomed wind chime or the fluttering of leaves, his feet carry themselves almost anxiously towards the bedroom. he had promised he would spend some time with you in the night, but when the realizations dawns upon him, he winces slightly.

as he enters the bedroom slowly, steps quiet as he invaded, his curious gaze fell upon your form hidden from sight by the blanket. tilting his gaze slightly he softly walked over to you, gently trying to pry the blanket off from your head so you can breathe without waking you up. but when he gently pulls the covers down and spots the small pink plushie cushioning your side as you hugged it tight, he resists the urge to laugh.

very well, he supposes, climbing next to you as he picks a book to read from the nightstand, warm hand gently planting itself against your forehead in a protective gesture. he undoubtedly recognizes the plushie—it's the one sigewienne had secretly planted inside his gift box for your birthday, and one you had giggled at and placed deep inside the cupboard.

'don't you like these?' he asked, smiling almost teasingly, had you not known any better. you shook your head then, 'not really,'

but he didn't really have to go by your words spoken so long ago. rest assured you'll find a whole stash of these stacking over one another over the span of a month, and should you only accept them quietly, all you should know is that he may or may not even sneak one similar to him into the stash, smiling with unrestrained mischief, and with slight impatience to see it wrapped between your thighs.

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hopeluna-archived · 2 years

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Oh thank youu so much ^^

My request:

May i request the demon bro's (+side charac except luke) reacting to them walking on reader changing

If you don't feel comfortoble with that heres an another one!^^

Second request:

A Reader who is can turn into a Sheep, How would the demon brothers react?

(+side characters)

(I did this at 3:16 AM lol)

Obey Me! Characters reacting to them walking on MC changing

Obey Me! Brothers x GN!reader

Warnings: my bad grammar, suggestive, I'm sleep deprived don't judge me

Genre: crack

A/N: I'm gonna post the side characters in another post and I might do the second request, not really sure yet but yeah this turned out way longer that I thought it would but Enjoy!!

The side characters

M.list

Lucifer

The brothers were once again on his last fucking nerve

Lets be honest, when are they not? But today was just a particualrly annoying day for the demon

What better way to de-stress than spending some time with his favourite human?

Rip MC's legs

Anyway, he's making his way to your room, mumbling under his breath about how he is gonna wring Mammon's neck.

He always knocks. He's proper. But this time it kinda slipped his mind and he just walked right in

Didn't even notice you were changing at first

So you're just standing there half naked like wha-

The moment he looks up at you, realizes you're naked, he closes that door so fast

Cause no, he can't have you seeing him flustered, his pride won't let him

After a few moments, cue slow opening door

This time Lucifer comes in with that smirk

"MC might I suggest locking the door from now on? Wouldn't want anyone else seeing you like this, would you now darling?"

Once again rip, i'll pray for you

Mammon

Now, he never knocks...like ever.

Why should he? The Great Mammon should be welcomed to see his human whenever he wants

So there he goes, happily running to your room to tell you about his plan on how he'll steal the money from the Demon Lord's castle and be rich forever

You know? Everyday stuff

You're just minding your own thing, changing, chilling

And in bursts this stupid fucking idiot that you love unfortunately cause you're a moronsexual

The second he sees you, he's screaming

And now you're screaming

He's screaming more

You scream louder, for some reason?

Now who hears this? Everyone

And now who else is bursting into your room cause of the screams? You guessed it! Everyone

Lucifer is annoyed, Levi is LOLOLOL- ing, Satan is rolling his eyes, Asmo is squealing cause someone is naked, Beel's covering his eyes while carrying Belphie

All while you're still there half naked

Mammon finally comes to his tsundere senses

"OI EVERYONE GET OUT! ASMO GET AWAY FROM MC"

Once everyone leaves, Mammon is at it again

"YOU CAN'T JUST CHANGE IN A PLACE LIKE THIS, HUMAN"

"I'M IN MY ROOM"

Leviathan

This ain't happening cause he never getting outta that room

Okay okay lets say, he is going to your room to show either his new Ruri chan figurines or to tell you the plot of "I work in a small cozy bakery and I get this customer who is really handsome and mysterious and I nearly get mugged but that handsome mysterious starnger saves me and in a shocking plot twist I accidentally find out he is a vampire, now i'm stuck between a vampire and human war"

That got out of hand

Anyway, Levi is naruto running through the hallways to your room cause the more he stays outside, there is a higher risk of encountering normies

So he's excited as hell (pun intended), so he just forgets that there is something called knocking

Here he comes, bursting into your room like a great beacon of anime

And you're there.....in your underwear changing

The great beacon of anime pauses

The great beacon of anime dies

No, he literally gets a nosebleeds, screeches like a banshee, falls unconsious on the floor

Now you're panicking, thinking he's dead

So you quickly put on some clothes, crouch down to check on Levi

He wakes up, sees your face so close to him, faints

He didn't come out of his room for a month after that

Satan

Now he knocks always cause that is just decent manner

He was just too excited this time that he forgot

You can't blame him, he read a really interesting book and the first thing he thought was to tell you about it

He also a really cute cat today!

A CAT!!

He has every reason to be bursting with excitement

And so he enters you room

Looking down at his book

Begining to talk about it-

He looks up

He freezes

For a second though, cause as soon as it registers to him that you're half naked, he whips around so fast-

Of course he'll keep his back turned to you while you quickly put on some clothes

We stan gentleman Satan in this blog

Once you announce that you've changed, he just casually turns around, clears his throat, and starts talking his book

Acts like that didn't happen

Satan on the outside: calm, quiet, talking softly about books and cats

Satan on the inside: fuck fuck fuck fuck

But there will be a light coat of blush spread on his cheeks the entire time

Always knocks every time from now

Asmodeus

Asmo: knocking? Whats that? Never heard of it

He has, he is just a little shit

So he's skipping to your room, lastest Devildom magazines in his hand

He just wanted to show you his photos there

I mean who wouldn't be happy to see pictures of the fabulous moi ♥︎♥︎

Walks right in the room

Squeals in a really high pitched voice

Rip eardrums

"MC I LOVE THAT NEW UNDERWEAR YOU LOOK SO BEAUTIFUL"

Falls glamourously in your bed and stars planning on how you should go shopping together next time so that you could have matching outfits

While you're just there trying to cover yourself up, he pouts at that obviously

"MC its not like I haven't seen you already"

If you're already in a relationship, cool

If you're not, sir what- 😃

Get a restraining order

Beelzebub

*sigh* sweet sweet Beel

The most sanest out of them all

Luke and Barbatos had just dropped off some cupcakes and other sweet treats they had made

Beel was over the moon

He just wanted to share it with you, so there he goes, on the way to your room

Food in his arms, frosting covering his chin adorably from already having eaten half the food

He couldn't help it

I would say Beel does knock before entering but he just sometimes forgets when he is too distracted with food

This was one of those times

So he goes in, chewing on some food

And poor you were there changing, your back turned to the door

As soon as he saw that you were lacking some clothes

He choked

He blushed a bright red, immediately turning away

As he waited for you to put something on, he just stuttered out a apology

He feel really bad

After you tell him its okay, he just goes to offer food to you with a blush on his cheeks

He's such a sweetheart

God bless Beel

Wait no-

Belphegor

Honestly

HONESTLY

I don't think he even cares that much

He was just heading to your room to take a nap with you cause you're his favourite cuddle buddy next to Beel, who was busy eating away every food in some restaurant and giving them a crisis

He's too tired to knock, why bother right?

So he just gets in your bed, pulls you down with him, cuddles you and goes to sleep

You're now trapped in his arms forever

If you get flustered about it, his inner little shit comes out

And he takes that chance to tease you

Tease you ENDLESSLY

But yeah he doesn't care much

Though you should start caring, cause now you're trapped in his arms for Diavolo knows how long

Good luck MC

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Tags: @jaidenisasimp

Comments and reblogs are appreciated!! Do not repost or claim as yours though, its not cool.

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moralesmilesanhour · 2 months

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idk if this has been done before but Margo braiding Miles' hair? it seems basic but I feel like it would be super cute

thank you <333

Thanks for requesting! <3

No warnings except miles being a #gamer and the fact that I did not proofread this

"Come on, I could finish it in like, thirty minutes!"

"Yeah, after ripping all my hair out in the process."

Miles didn't take his eyes off of his monitor as Margo stood eagerly in the door frame, a clear makeup bag of hair supplies in her arms. The room was dim, the blinds having been shut to avoid any glare on the screen.

Miles wouldn't budge the first five times, but she'd get him today.

He sat with his knees pulled up to his chin in an old but sturdy leather swivel chair. Certainly not a traditional 'gaming chair', but he called it that.

"I'm real gentle, I promise!"

"I've seen you do your own braids,"

Miles executed a winning combo on his controller.

"and I told you I want no parts. Pun intended."

Margo pursed her lips, and thought for a moment.

"You still looking for a copy of 'Dandadan'?"

The boy paused the game, and gave her a sideways look.

"How did you know that?"

She shrugged, "Context clues. But that's not important. I can let you borrow mine--"

Miles lit up. "Really--?"

"--If you let me do your hair. Capiche?"

He paused, glancing at the sharp rat tail comb sitting in Margo's bag. Miles had blown most of his allowance for this week at Game Stop, so any new manga purchases would have to wait until Monday. Unless...

He sighed deeply, running a hand over his face.

"Fine."

Miles came to regret this decision as he sat in front of the living room couch between Margo's knees, wincing at every tug and pull.

"Is this the last section--ow!"

"Stop moving," Margo waved her wide-toothed comb around threateningly like a weapon. "You almost done, anyway. See?"

She put down the comb and grabbed a small mirror for him to look into. Save for a small tuft of un-braided hair, his entire head had been neatly cornrowed and shone with grease. There were about four total, and it had only been twenty-ish minutes or so.

After ten minutes more of pain and accusations of 'tender-headed-ness', Margo was finally done.

"You look so cute!" she chirped, clapping her hands together. "I'mma go wash my hands."

Miles rolled his shoulders and reached for the mirror to assess Margo's work. The braids tugged at his scalp as he turned his head at different angles, trying to get used to the look. His brows furrowed.

Miles' hair had stayed in more or less an afro since he could walk, with the exception of his mother's only attempt to sit him down and braid it when he was six.

...It did not go well.

The mass of hair became almost a part of his face. The cornrows made it feel like half of it was now missing. Weird stuff.

"D'you like it?" Margo asked, having emerged from the bathroom.

"It'll have to grow on me. I only did this for the free manga, remember?"

Margo's eyes widened, as if she just remembered something.

Very matter-of-factly, she said, "Oh, I lied about that."

"...What?"

Miles' face fell immediately as she knelt down and planted a kiss on his cheek.

"But you'll forgive me, right? I made you look cooler!"

Margo pulled him into a tight bear hug. He rolled his eyes.

"You might be right, but I'm gonna get you back for that. Better keep a close eye on...what's her name? Kimi?"

"Kuromi, dumbass," she picked up the comb from before and gently smacked him with it. "And don't touch my figurines. You won't walk outta my room alive."

"Count your days, man."

#miles morales #miles morales fic #margo kess #atsv fic #flowerbyte #cybershock #cyberflower #moralesanhour #requests

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wandixx · 4 months

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I want to write a Christmas fluff one-shot with Danny introducing the YJ cartoon version of M'gann and Conner to some Christmas traditions because M'gann asked him nicely, and this boy is weak to pretty girls asking him nicely (or not) to do stuff. However, he would draw a line on Santa. Sorry, not sorry. I'm just not sure how he would do it, so help me decide.

Option two means that Santa is like this goat that gets burned.

Also, I kinda struggle as a Catholic-raised European because I have no idea what my traditions are also things he would introduce. Like, do you American atheists have Christmas Eve big dinner? If yes, then you probably don't have 'no meat' rule cause it's Catholic tradition and in historically more protestant countries it's not a thing but then what do you eat? When do you exchange presents? Do you wait for the first star to begin celebrations?

There are some of my traditions I can rule out, but still, I struggle.

So, my dear American or at least more knowledgeable reader, what's YOUR favourite Christmas tradition that Danny could introduce his alien friends to?

Write in the comments I beg you

Also, Merry Christmas if you celebrate it. All the best for you

#dpxdc #dc x dp #dp x dc #dcxdp #dpxyj #dp x yj #christmas traditions #i can and will spread my m'gann and danny are besties/in love agenda #and the alien babies deserve nice Christmas #danny too tbh #he cautiously managed this experiences to be least painful to him #and in the end find it surprisingly enjoyable #idk i just want to write some soft nice warm fluff #so share your traditions and ideas #have a nice day dear stranger who got to this part

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lizzaneia-elizalde · 2 months

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HEAR ME OUT LI!! Image if our little mermaid found a small sculptor of a man,(it could either be a real figure of a man, or just some random dude). And she somehow falls in love with the figure. Like- "this is who i want to be mates with!" "I wonder what he really looks like..!" "Maybe the Gods will be merciful and grant me my wish on seeing him!'

She goes to Orion, asking him if he knows who the guy is while handing him the figure — having heart eyes and all.

Here's one about Viper bc he is forever my fav !! She brings it around with her, talking to it as if its real, even naming it. She drops it one day deep down the dark trenches and has been floating around pouting and even rolling around crying about her only one slipping away from her

(I just love jealous boys!!)

🦪 Anonn!!

Yandere! Male! Deep sea creature x mermaid! Fem! Reader x Human! Male! Hunter

Sorry for being a bit inactive and not uploading last week! Got a bit too busy with Uni. But this?? 🦪anon again with the amazing asks. Also, Gojo, anyone?

What if: darling finds a figure?

It was a normal day for you.

Well, it was supposed to.

You were just finding more stuff to decorate the trenches, since the decorations you placed were getting a bit stale for your taste.

Not until your hands touched something smooth, yet a bit too complicated for your fingertips. It has long twigs, four of them. A bulbous circle on top yet has weird spikes, and what seems like ridges.

It was buried under the kelp, and with a bit of tugging, you unearthed what seems to be...

"A human... sculpture?"

Your eyes sparkled, looking at this man in front of you.

The color has faded a bit, but you could tell that this man was wearing what seems to be a dark blue, almost black uniform type of outfit. With him, lifting his eye cover revealing gorgeous icy blue eyes. And he had spiky white hair accentuating on how ethereal he look.

"W-wow... Is this..?"

Were humans always this colorful? He looks so handsome.

"Who are you, mister?" A fair blush on your cheeks, you checked around his body to see if there's an indication for who he is. "Nothing? But..."

You were in love with a figurine. How insane is that?

That's what Orion told himself as you swam with him, showing the figurine days after you first found him.

"I found who this guy is." Orion muttered, making you freeze and grin.

"Really?! Oh my god! Who is he?!" You asked, hugging the figurine clsoe to your body. "I must meet him!"

Orion scowled.

He can't believe that he's getting jealous over a figurine of all things.

"Ah, but like, he's unattainable." Orion badmouthed the Gojo figurine in your arms, making you pout. "He's like... A ladies man. You got way too many competitions."

Well, it was true. Gojo Satoru of Jujutsu Kaisen has too many fans, not just from the ladies.

"But still! I want to meet him!" You begged. Your soft, wet eyes filling with tears. "I truly do! H-he may be my mate!"

Orion was now slackjawed. "Excuse me? Mate?"

"Yes! Mate! It's love at first sight. Then maybe, just maybe..." A bashful expression, you gazed longingly at the figure. "He'll fall for me too."

'Gojo, thank your damn ancestors that you're fucking fictional.' Orion gritted his teeth before turning around and entering his yacht, making you flinch from surprise.

"Orion?"

"I'm leaving."

You gasped, totally not expecting this. "But, I still need to know who this man is!"

"I don't care! Procure legs and find him on your own or something!"

Now that stung. You frowned, a bit saddened, angry, and honestly, humiliated by his words.

Annoyed, you turned around and dove down to the trenches, not wanting to see Orion who was regretting his words and beating himself up from being too jealous of a damn fake guy.

Once you got to the trenches, you sniffled.

"He was so mean." You muttered to the figure. "Really! Like he knows it's hard for us mermaids and rare to get legs... Why can't he just help me?"

You hummed, dancing around with the figurine to make yourself cheer up.

"What should I name you... I can't just keep calling you mister..."

You looked at the figurine once more, and was totally enamored by his icy blue eyes.

"I get it! Ice!"

A certain deep sea mermaid almost coughed violently.

You were so bad at naming things.

The same as Viper, he incessantly heard of your whims and whiles about this figurine in front of you. Honestly, it didn't even bother him. But the fact that this guy can be real is getting to his nerves, making him grit his teeth.

He's bad at handling jealousy, and all he could wish is to crush this figurine to smithereens.

"AH!"

And will you look at that, it fell straight to his lap.

It was kind of heavy, in what seems to be a much more intricate figurine that looks like it was too expensive due to the detail placed in it, with the heftiness that made it sink quickly.

Clumsy you tried to place it on a sticking ledge from the trench that's crumbling, and accidentally broke it, making the figurine fall to Viper's lap.

Viper could hear your panicked screeches.

"My man!"

"Oh no! Come back to me!"

"Please... My love..."

Viper rolled his eyes. As if he's gonna give this back to you.

And you're calling this puny figurine your love? How stupid.

With one coil of his tail, the figure broke to pieces, and he let the pieces fall down to the sandy floor, forgetting about it as he heard your lovely soft weeps.

"Viper... Please, if you see a figurine of a white haired human, please give it to me!"

Your desperate pleas did not fall on deaf ears, but Viper only shrugged as he replied.

"I will."

As if he would.

#lizzaneiaelizalde #yandere writing #tw yandere #yandere imagines #yandere male #yandere boyfriend #male yandere x reader #yandere x darling #yandere fic #yandere x you

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my-soupy-brain · 6 months

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oh man imagine meeting ted a little earlier? when hen is younger and you're the first person the little boy really trusts in the uk?

I love this and I'm here for it. I think Henry would be so excited to get to know you. Perhaps you work at the club? His dad has a crush on you and Henry's the one to figure it out and encourage him. *rubs hands together* Let's gooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader

Warnings: Pining and fluff

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The first time Ted Lasso's little boy, Henry, came to visit the club, he was in tow with his mom and Ted's wife, Michelle.

And when Henry wandered the halls of the offices and found your office - your bright colorful space with toys on your desk - he knew you were someone special.

And someone very cool, at least to him.

"I'm Henry!" he said with a chipper smile one day, startling you from your work.

"Hi there, Henry! I'm Y/N! Nice to meet ya!"

Henry smiled and walked over to the other side of your desk.

"Where'd you get all these cool toys?" he asked with a bright smile and sparkling eyes.

You chuckle. "I'm a bit of a collector, actually. You can play with 'em if you want!"

Henry's eyes lit up brighter as he grabbed a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle and the Ghostbusters station wagon and plopped down on the floor.

"Hen?" you heard Ted's drawl down the hall, worried.

"In here, Ted!" you replied brightly, smiling when the mustachioed man saw his little boy on the floor, zipping the toy car around him.

"Hi, Dad! Y/N let me play with their toys!"

Ted smiled and looked at you. "Uh, sorry about that. I didn't mean.. uh, he didn't mean..."

'It's OK, Ted."

Ted smiled and ran a hand through his hair nervously. His eyes looked red like he'd been crying. Something on his mind.

"Ted? You OK?" you asked politely and quietly, Henry still playing on the carpet.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. I'm a-okay. Thanks for askin'," he answered with a kind smile. "Hen, we gotta run. Your mom is packin' ya up so you can leave tomorrow."

Henry frowned and returned the toys.

"Thanks for letting me play!"

"Anytime, kiddo."

Your heart melted a little, having a little person around. Your friends back in the States had kids and you loved spending time with them. But moving here to the U.K. uprooted your life and you felt like you were starting over a little.

And your heart sank a little as you watched them leave your office.

In the nearly year you've been at AFC Richmond, Ted was by far your favorite person. He was gentle and kind, always listening. Funny and silly. Inspirational. Strong.

Your friendship had blossomed but you never crossed a line. He was married, after all.

...

Ted's divorce takes a toll on him. He knew things were rough before he came to England, but hearing Michelle say it's over was a stab in the heart. You comforted him the best you could. Assured him he's a good man, a great father, and that some chapters just need to close.

He was grateful for you.

You were grateful for him.

And six months later, when Henry visits against, he bops into your office with a smile.

"Guess what I learned at school this year?" he asked, plopping on your office softa, his feet dangling off the edge.

"What'd you learn? I can't wait to hear!" you answer, putting your work aside to spend time with Henry.

"I learned about whales. Did you know a blue whale is almost as long as a football field?" Henry asks with big eyes. "Well, American football..."

You chuckle. "I figured that's what you meant."

Ted said Henry asked about you every so often since his first visit to the club. Asking if you had gotten any new toys for him to play with. Funny enough, you started adding to your collection just for him.

"Whoa!" Henry says, as he approaches your desk. "New stuff!"

"Take your pick, kiddo!"

He grabs a few figurines and sits down to play with them again, while you tap away on your keyboard.

Ted rounds the corner, knowing full well where Henry is camped out when he's not in the office or the locker room.

"I knew I'd find the two of ya in here," Ted says, smiling.

"It's the Toy Club. Wanna be a member?" you ask with a wink, and Ted blushes a little.

He'd be lying if he wasn't, well, crushing on you.

You're good with Henry - it's clear he prefers you over almost anyone else he encounters at the club. You always ask Ted how he's doing, and you've even stopped by with his favorite coffee a few times. He leaned on you a lot after the divorce, and you were always there to catch him when he fell.

Ted takes a seat on the couch as Henry plays.

"Dad! I told Y/N about the whales we learned about in school!"

Ted nods and smiles. "You'll be preppin' people for Jeopardy in no time, Hen."

You laugh brightly at this and Ted looks over at you quickly and smiles. He likes the way your eyes light up and you laugh with your whole body. He wants to hear that sound again and again.

"So how's things," Ted asks, leaning back on your couch. You lean on your hands, your chin resting in your palms as you look across at him.

"Busy as a bee," you reply, "Nothin' new there. What are my two favorite boys up to this week?" you ask, writing something down on your notepad.

Ted's heart sings at this. Favorite...boys? Both of them?

"Uh, ah...well, not a whole lot. We're gonna check out Abbey Road this weekend maybe?"

You squeal.

"You're kidding! You know, since I've been here, I haven't made my way there! Let me know how it is. I bet it's magical."

Ted smiles and his face brightens. "Why don't you go with us? We'll get lunch at the pub and then go take a tour."

"YAY! Go with us, Y/N!" Henry squeals, eavesdropping on the invitation.

You blush. "Oh, that's so sweet, I don't want to impede..."

Ted waves you off. "Hush, I wouldn't ask if we didn't want ya there. Isn't that right, Hen?"

Henry pipes up. "Yeah! Please come with us! It'll be so cool!"

You can't say no to that precious little voice.

"I'll be there."

...

So that weekend, the three of you grab a little table outside Crown & Anchor and share some fish and chips, chocolate milk for Hen, and a couple pints for you and Ted.

Henry chatters away about school, winter break, and what he hopes to get for Christmas.

Ted watches you converse with Henry, answering him and talking to him like he's a little grown up. He watches Henry smile at you when you tell him your own stories.

By the time you make it to Abbey Road, Henry is about to jump out of his skin.

"I love the Beatles! Dad loves the Beatles, too!" Henry exclaims, bounding up the stairs to the door.

"I guess we all have that in common, then," you add, smiling.

In the studio, you get a tour of the recording rooms, the instruments played by rock legends -- and the Fab Four.

"Y/N, look at this!" Henry says, holding your hand and dragging you across the room.

"Wow! That's so cool! Let me get your picture!"

Henry poses with a big smile while you take out your phone, and Ted stands behind you and smiles.

Your phone rings and you step away to answer it and Henry returns to Ted's side.

"I like her, Dad," Henry says thoughtfully. "You should ask her on a date."

Ted looks at Henry with a quirked eyebrow.

"What makes you think I wanna go on a date with her?"

Henry shrugs and smiles. "I see how happy she makes you."

Ted looks over at you, wrapping up your phone call, a smile on your face. Professional and friendly, as always.

When you return to the boys, they're both grinning at you.

"What are you two smiling about?"

Ted shrugs. "Nothin'. Just havin' a good day. Thanks for coming along."

"Thanks for inviting me."

...

As the night wraps up, Ted and Henry walk you home.

"You two wanna come inside?"

"Do you have more toys in there?" Henry asks brightly. You chuckle.

"I have a few."

Ted nods and walks in with Henry, who heads into your living room and finds some toys on a shelf. "Can I play with these?" You nod and he plops down again and plays. Ted sits on the couch next to you.

"Thanks for this," Ted replies quietly. "I appreciate you -- not just for how you've helped me, but being a friend to Hen."

You smile as you watch him in his own little world of play.

"I'm happy to be here. I care about both of you so much."

Ted smiles at you, watching your eyes and how the light hits them as you watch Henry. How your cheeks smile. How your lips curl.

"Uh, can I use your restroom?" Ted asks nervously, running his palms down his khakis.

"Yeah, right down the hall."

He leaves the room and Henry stops and looks at you.

"My dad likes you, you know," Henry says, not looking up from his figurines.

Your heart thuds in your chest. "What?"

Henry nods and grins. "He does. He's just scared."

You smile. "He doesn't have to be. I like him, too."

Henry smiles again. "I know you do."

Ted returns to the living room and sits down and your cheeks are blushed and he smiles at you.

"Hen, we should probably get goin'. Get out of her hair, let her have her house and her toys to herself."

You laugh brightly, and Ted smiles.

"I don't mind, really. Anytime you wanna come over, I'm always open to my two favorite boys."

Henry smiles and runs off to the bathroom.

"So..." you say, just as Ted starts to talk. You laugh nervously.

"Do you..."

"Would you..."

You're both talking over each other again, and you smile again.

"You first," you offer.

"Would you like to go out sometime? With me? Just me, I should say," Ted asks nervously.

"I'd love to."

Ted's heart sings. He's not sure he's totally ready for a relationship. Not so soon after Michelle. But you're a friend -- more than a friend -- and it feels...right.

"Finally!"

Henry says as he rounds the corner.

"I thought he'd never ask!"

You burst out laughing, and Ted laughs, too. They stand to leave and Ted pulls you into a hug.

"Thanks for everything," he murmurs against your hair. Your body lights up as his hands hold your back, his breath against your neck.

"You're so welcome, Ted."

Henry reaches the bottom of the steps and looks back up at you both.

"If you go to Crown & Anchor for your date, get the chocolate milk. It's sooo good," Henry says with a cheeky smile.

"I'll remember that, Hen..." you answer and wave as he and Ted head down the street.

...

The next time Henry visits, you and Ted are in love. Henry smiles nonstop when he sees you interact.

How his dad always has his arm around you.

How you're always holding his dad's hand.

How warm and inviting it is to spend time with you both. How you both have the same jokes. And finish each other's sentences.

On the way home from dinner, Henry takes the bold next step.

"Dad? Can Y/N stay the night?"

You almost choke on the laughter you try to stifle.

"Hen... I don't think we need to..."

"I wanna have a movie night, and I want Y/N there. Please?"

You look at Ted, and Ted looks at you. Of course, you've stayed the night with Ted... not for movie nights, per se, but for mind-blowing lovemaking and the most incredible cuddles of your life.

Ted looks at you. "Up to you, sweetheart."

"Sure, I'd love to! What movie are we watchin', Hen?" you ask brightly, and Ted grabs your hand and holds it a little tighter as you make your way to Ted's flat. Henry rattles off a dozen movies he wants to see and why each one is his favorite, and Ted looks at you and smiles. He leans against your ear...

"When he knocks out mid-way through movie number two - and he will - we can do whatever you want," he murmurs with a husky drawl.

"Promise?"

Ted looks at you, checking you out. "Oh, I promise. Think we can be quiet?"

You chuckle as Henry bops ahead on the sidewalk. "Ms. Shipley's home right? We're gonna have to be."

---

I hope I did this justice because it could be so damn cute. So many directions. I loved this. I love curious, talkative little Henry. BE STILL MY HEART! Thanks for the prompt, friend!

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hiya! i was the anon that requested the chubby reader, and since you said that you're a chubby person yourself, i feel more ✨ comfortable ✨ with requesting this stuff here rather than any other account :>

idk if you would be okay with taking an another request from me, but this time could i request (again) gender neutral chubby reader, but when the reader sits on eddie's lap (for example while he waits for the rest of hellfire club to show up), and mike makes an unnecessary comment in lines of 'aren't they going to crush you?', and eddie defends the reader? this would be mostly fluff and angst if you're okay with that :D

I'm so glad you feel comfy requesting from me! 🥰 Thanks for another request!! it's a bit short, but I hope you like it :)

You're Out | E.M. x Chubby!GN!Reader

Summary: Mike makes an unwanted comment about readers weight. Eddie quickly steps in.

Angst + fluff

No warnings, just a comment about reader's weight being made.

874 words

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You were comfortable in your relationship with Eddie. He loved you and all your flaws, no matter what they might be. People questioned you both on your relationship. Wasn't Eddie a freak? Didn't you have a bit much meat on your bones for a skinny guy like him? Why were you even together? You loved Eddie, Eddie loved you and that was that.

You accompanied him often to Hellfire, even when you didn't participate. You didn't always stay for the entire thing, having a life of your own to live. But you did often help Eddie set up and make the room dark to set the mood.

Which was what you were currently doing. You strained as you pushed the curtains against the windows and taped them down to let the least amount of light possible pass through.

Eddie sat down after he finished placing the last figurines, admiring his work. He clapped and rubbed his hands together. "You're the best, babe. Everything's ready, right on time. The boys should be coming any minute." He smacked his lap a couple times to signal for you to take a seat.

You draped your legs over his sideways and sat with him for a moment taking in the insane campaign laid out in front of you. "You've outdone yourself with this one, Eds."

"I know, isn't it amazing? I can't wait to see their reactions." Eddie's eyes lit up with a childlike glimmer. You heard the excited chatter of the rest of Hellfire come down the hallway. You were about to get up, but Eddie held you down by the waist. "You're staying for the introduction, right?"

Eddie had worked so hard on this campaign for weeks. He at least wanted you to see a bit of it in action. You'd helped him work out the details, after all.

"Of course, I'm staying. Wouldn't miss it for the world" you pushed your forehead against his and quickly pecked him on his nose. You made yourself comfortable on his lap, waiting for the boys to fill the seats around the table.

They fawned over Eddie's new figurines, excited hollers erupting through the room over the new campaign. Dustin noticed you and waved. "You're staying?" He asked with a grin. "Yeah, not the entire evening, though. Have some things I need to do before next week."

You heard a laughing scoff coming from Mike. "I mean, not like Eddie's legs would survive if you did stay." You knew by Mike's tone it was meant as a joke, but you could feel your heart sink to your stomach. You tried to laugh it off, but the tears had already reached your cheeks.

"You're fucking pathetic, Wheeler. You're out." Eddie spat. His grip on your waist tightened as you tried to get up. "Stop, Eddie. I'll just go."

"No, you're staying. Wheeler's leaving. Aren't you, Michael? Why're you still standing there? I'm pretty sure I just told you you were out." At first, some of the boys laughed, but Eddie was dead serious.

"You're kidding, right? It was just a joke." Mike looked at Eddie with a perplexed expression. Dustin gave a disapproving glare. "I think he's being serious, Mike."

"You too? What'd I do? It was just a fucking joke, jeez." Mike raised his hands in surrender like he was being attacked.

"What'd you do? What'd you do? You see this?" Eddie pointed at your face. "Tears. Thanks to your stupid 'joke', Wheeler. I understand you're an insecure little piss boy, but keep your ridiculous jokes to yourself next time, or there won't fucking be a next time. Understood?"

Mike gaped at his club leader.

"Did I make myself fucking clear, Mike?"

"Y-yes. I'm sorry. It won't happen again." Mike sputtered as he took a seat.

"No, you don't apologise to me. And sit over there. I don't want to fucking see your face right now." Eddie waved to the seat furthest away from the head of the table.

Mike turned to your tear-stained face. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you." It didn't sound the most genuine, you knew he was just scared of Eddie's wrath.

"It's okay." You muttered and turned to look at Eddie, who was obviously still fuming. "It's not fucking okay, Wheeler. If I ever hear you making comments like that again, about anyone, you're dead."

Mike nodded and adorned the seat far, far away from your boyfriend.

"Calm down, baby. I'm okay." You whispered as you stroked the hair at the back of his neck. He put his hand on the back of your head and pulled you down into a quick kiss. "You're gorgeous, you know that, right?" He pleaded. "Yeah, Eds. I know. I love you." You smiled. "I love you too, babe. So much." How did you deserve someone like him? Willing to threaten his friends over a stupid joke that just made you a little insecure?

"Now, enough pre-game drama. Time for the real deal." You sat in the chair next to Eddie's as he threw his whole body into the storytelling of the new campaign. He might call you gorgeous, but he was a beauty of his own. Passionate in life, vigorous in love, devoted to you.

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