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dexlexia · 8 months

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little rice balls - osamu x reader

pairing: osamu miya x reader rating: 18+ summary: Almost a decade later, you two were married. You both worked at the onigiri place, but after a few years of marriage you decided you wanted to expand your little family. While the sex was immense, he never expected you to take it out of the bedroom, let alone in the restaurant. tags: pwp, smut, breeding kink, semi-public sex, kitchen sex, married couple, fluff (to an extent)

Osamu thought you were beautiful, he remembered the day the two of you met. You were outside of the gym waiting to give Kita back his notes when the second year spotted you. At first his brother tried to flirt with you but you seemed more annoyed with the blond. But then you smiled at Osamu and gave a wave that made him unable to keep eye contact with you.

Almost a decade later, you two were married. You both worked at the onigiri place, but after a few years of marriage you decided you wanted to expand your little family. While the sex was immense, he never expected you to take it out of the bedroom, let alone in the restaurant.

It was after closing, you had shooed the last of the drunk customers out of the building with a broom and passive aggressively clearing your throat. Eventually they all filed out, which left you and your husband alone.

As Osamu turned off the neon light outside and lowered the thin curtains. You dimmed the lights and kept your gaze transfixed on your husband. Eventually you came up behind him and kissed him in the centre of his back, ”We did well tonight.“

He smiled as he took his cap off and ruffled his sweaty hair, ”Yeah well, it is Friday night. Most people want something heavy on the stomach after a bunch of beer.“ He chuckled and turned in your arms. He smiled down at you, ”I couldn't have done it without my lovely wife.“

You reached up and cupped his face, ”Teamwork makes the dream work.“ Then chuckled at your own cheesy words. You leaned up to kis him on the lips while you grabbed onto his ass. You gave it a firm squeeze.

Osamu's eyes went wide in the kiss before he relaxed against your lips. He wrapped those strong arms around him and held you close. The kiss deepened, but eventually he pulled away and gazed down at you, “Honey.”

“Yes, my darling husband?”

He smiled down at you, “Someone's gettin' a little frisky.” Then kissed you on the forehead, “Have you been thinkin' about me all evenin'?” Then watched you place both of your hands on his broad chest.

“Well, the way you were bending over to serve tables did something to me.” You admitted with a shy smile, “Those pants leave little to the imagination. No wonder all those buisnesswomen were tipping so handsomely. They probably thought you were one of the dances they had seen at the club.“

Osamu blushed a little and looked away briefly, his smile turned into a grin, ”Now yer butterin' me up. I think those ladies were bein' very polite.“ He looked back at you and tilted his head to the side, ”Is someone a little jealous?“

”No, no. I could never, because I know you want me.“ You got up on your tiptoes and whispered into his ear, ”After all, you're not trying to have a baby with those women.“

Osamu chuckled and pulled back to look into your eyes, his tongue grazed his top lip, “Of course, baby.” He said, “It's a husband's duty to make sure his wife is _bred_.” Then felt up your sides, he squeezed your hips before he kissed you on the mouth.

Husband and wife, local business owners in a small town, being handsy like they were sixteen again. Osamu moved you up against one of the tables and held you against it while his hand slid up your shirt and started to feel at your breasts. His lips never left yours as he felt you up.

“You're lucky it's so late.” He said, “I'd hate fo the old geezers in the area to see us fuckin'.” Then laughed before he pulled you in for another searing kiss. He breathed heavily through his nose as both hands were soon under your shirt and grabbed at your breasts.

He loved you, he loved his amazing wife. You were all he ever wanted, more than anything. Soon you were going to have his babies, and with your luck it'll be twins. He kept you pinned against the table as the two of you feverishly made out. His cock started to strain in those dark pants and his heart raced.

As you kissed, you reached out and knocked off his hat so you could tangle your fingers in his dark hair. When the kiss was broken, he dipped down to your neck and made his way inside of the collar of your shirt, where he left a rather dark love bite on your collarbone. As if the wedding ring wasn't enough proof of his love for you.

You giggled and grabbed onto his head with both hands as he added more marks to the collection on your neck. You rubbed your thighs together and moaned. “Shit, Osamu.”

He gripped onto your hip to keep you from squirming as he breathed against your neck. His breath was hot and heavy as he felt his blood pressure rise. He pulled his head away and look at you, “As much as I would love to break a leg of this table from fuckin' ya, I think we should take it to the back.” Then stepped back, his erection was painfully obvious in his pants.

You chuckled and took his hand. He then quickly raced with you to the back of the store and soon had you up on the pile of bags of rice in the kitchen. You were high enough that he could keep eye level with you, but short enough that he wouldn't have issues having sex with you.

“Now you better be good, baby girl. No gettin' cum all of the rice bags.” He smirked, “If I see a single drop, I'll flood yer pussy till it makes a real mess.” Then started to pull your pants down. He got a good look at the black panties you wore underneath.

He wanted to breed you, he wanted to breed you so badly he could barely contain himself by that point. A deep primal urge to see his precious wife round with his child. He'd be a proud man knowing that his beloved wife was giving him a couple of brats to raise. The thought made his heart skip for a moment before he got your pants and underwear down to the floor.

His pupils looked bigger from the rush of lust through his body, his heat hammered in his chest as he started to take off the t-shirt you wore. For a moment he thought of having to get you a bigger size once the belly comes in, but by that point he'd make sure you stayed home and took care of yourself till the kids were born.

“I love you.“ He said.

”I love you too, Samu.” You pulled him in for a kiss as you started to work on his belt. Soon you undid it from his waist and pulled it off till it clattered to the ground. You felt the heat rise in your face as you pulled down his bottoms which exposed his hard cock to you.

You remembered how much of a challenge taking his cock was. It took almost two years of dating before you could deep throat him properly. He grabbed you by the thighs and held your legs open. He was still impressive as always.

“Makin' a baby in the place we make all our onigiri. Seems fittin'. We'll be making two little rice balls of our own.” He winked.

You broke out into a grin as you looked at him, “Them rice balls, they're our kids. Made with love by mama and papa.”

He reached out and touched your stomach, “Yeah and I'll keep lovin' ya till they're born.” And gave the skin a good rub before he held open your legs with one hand on your left thigh and started to guide his cock into you.

For a moment however he rubbed his pre-cum soaked cock up against your pussy. He especially rubbed against your clit which made your thighs tighten. Your face would scrunch up whenever he rubbed against it just right. With a shuddered sigh, his body thrummed with lust.

“I love you.” He said.

“I love you too.” You responded. Never had you felt content with anyone else. Osamu was going to be the perfect father ever, you'd better prepare yourself to be a volleyball mom because there was no way your children weren't going to be involved with the sport. But you'd love them all the same just as you loved Osamu.

He looked at you with lust in his eyes, his dark eyes seemed even darker as he rubbed his hard-on against your pussy lips. He groaned to himself before he had enough of his own teasing and slowly sank his length into your sweet sex. You gripped onto his shoulders as he started to move his hips.

“That's it.” He moaned, “That feels good.” He quickly ran a hand through his sweaty hair before he placed it back on your hips for good leverage. He rolled his hips in a consistent time. Your nails dug into his shoulders as he pushed his cock up inside of you. It hit against the beginning of your cervix, threatening to bruise it if he didn't impregnate you first.

“I don't know how it fits.” You moaned.

“We make it work, honey.” He kissed at the side of your face as he moved, “We're two perfect parts, meant to be together.” Then continued to roll his hips. He held onto you as he started to pick up his pace, the tight heat around his cock made his heart race as he clinged onto you. His hot heavy breath against your equally hot skin as you two fucked in the back of the store.

Soon your lips met once more which silenced the moaning and panting you were doing. You were all over each other, your legs bounced around his waist with each thrust of his hips. He slipped his tongue into your mouth and deepened the kiss as he continued to move his hips back and forth.

You pulled away from the kiss, panting wildly as you moaned, “Get me pregnant, Osamu. Fuckin fill me up and get me pregnant! I want all your babies!” Your back arched as his cock rammed deep inside of you, you clenched around him which only excited him more.

“Don't worry.” He said, “I will, I'll make sure yer pushin' out twins until I can't get you pregnant.” He groaned, “I want to see my wife full of my brats, so everyone in this town knows that I fuck her good.” His tongue hung out of his mouth for a moment as he wildly panted, “You better get pregnant, I want you to take every last drop.”

“Please, Samu.” You moaned as he continued to rail you. Your breast bounced and you held onto him tightly. You weren't going anywhere, you were staying with him till the end of your days. That was your husband.

He kisses you passionately once more, he bucked his hips rapidly as he neared completion. His heart hammered in his chest as he got closer. He gripped onto your hips as he pushed his cock as deep as it would go. Your body moved in accordance with his thrusts, you could feel your heart in your chest.

You broke the kiss and grabbed onto his hair tightly. You went back to kissing as you joined in the pursuit of reaching your climax. Your heart raced, you felt sweat run down your back as you fucked like rabbits in the back of the store.

“I'm gonna breed ya.” He said, his lips so close to yours and then with two more hard thrusts you both climaxed at the same time. He slowed down until he reached a full stop and he thought his heart was going to explode from how fast it was racing.

“Holy shit.“ You moaned as he slipped out of your pussy. All of his cum must've been shoved deep inside of you because not a single drop dripped out onto the rice bags. You pushed hair out of your eyes as you panted.

Osamu leaned in and kissed your neck. He massaged your breasts as he gave you words of affirmation against your skin. With another searing kiss on the lips he looked at you in the eyes, he wasn't finished, “How about we get home before we can't air the smell of sex out of the building.”

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rosy-126 · 1 month

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Somewhere In The Universe (Is Where You Lay)

Tsukishima knew he felt emotions differently. Yet, there was one person he loved. But Tsukishima could never get the courage to confess to Yamaguchi. Maybe what he need was a break. A get away vacation to clear he head. Meanwhile, Yamaguchi was driving home from work. It had been a tough day and he was tired and a bit distracted. Suddenly another car collided with his. His car spun out of control and the driver side of the car hit a light pole. It damaged Yamaguchi’s brain and he passed out.

When he awoke again, he was in the hospital. “He’s awake,” Shoyo yelled, “Look Kageyama-kun!” Kageyama strode over to the bed, “Give Yamaguchi some space, boke.” “Where’s Tsuki?” Yamaguchi asked instantly. “He’s still on the plane. I messaged him so he’ll see it when he lands,” Kageyama replied. Yamaguchi just nodded.

Tsukishima took out his phone. It had been a 10 hour flight after all. There was a swarm of notifications. He read the most recent text. “Yamaguchi got into a car crash. He’s in the hospital.” Kageyama had sent the text a few hours ago. Tsukishima broke down. Was Yamaguchi ok? Surely he wouldn’t die. Right? Tsukishima made plans to catch the next available flight to Miyagi. Sadly the next available flight was in a few days. Hopefully Yamaguchi wouldn’t leave him before that.

Yamaguchi had been informed his current status. He would only last a few days. The brain injury was incurable.

As soon as he landed, Tsukishima took off running to the hospital. He knew Yamaguchi wouldn’t last much longer. Kageyama and Shoyo were there. They sat with Yamaguchi who was in bed and sleeping. “We’ll give you two a minute,” Kageyama said. He motioned for Shoyo to follow. Once the pair had left Tsukishima slowly made his way to Yamaguchi. “Hey Tadashi,” Tsukishima nudged him a bit to attempt to wake him up. Yamaguchi opened his eyes, “Tsuki!” His smile was so comforting to Tsukishima. “I know you don’t have long Tadashi till…” Tsukishima paused to find the right words, “But… I wanted to say… I love you.” Yamaguchi’s eyes widened and his eyes started watering, “I love you too Tsuki!” Tsukishima wrapped Yamaguchi in a tight embrace. Soon they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

It was dead silent when Tsukishima woke up. He saw Shoyo crying in the corner of the room and he realized. Yamaguchi was gone. “I’m sorry,” Kageyama seemed to be holding back his tears too. “I love you. Please come back,” but the prayer was never answered.

It had been a week since Yamaguchi’s passing. Tsukishima couldn’t bear to attend the funeral. He couldn’t stand the thought of Yamaguchi getting lowered into a coffin and getting buried. So he sat alone in his room. “Somewhere in the universe. Somewhere in the universe you’ll be happy. We could be together,” Tsukishima thought, “Somewhere in the universe is where you lay. Rest well my angel.”

I might extend it if this gets more attention. My requests are open. I can make Haikyuu angst, one shots, and x readers.

#tsuk #Yamagu #Tsukiyama #Hina #Kagey #Haik #Angst #Haikyuu an #Tsukishima x #Hq #Sad fan

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babalmaghrib · 1 year

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« Smoke of Ambergris, Tangier, Morocco » by John Singer Sargent, 1879 | Haik in Morocco

It was in 1879, during his trip to the charming city of Tangier, that he produced this painting representing a woman dressed in a Haïk.

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kadythethief · 9 months

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eris is best girl now

she just looks too cool with a sword

or it's the red hair

#anime and manga #manga and stuff #manga and anime #manga #mushoku tensei #isekai #BOOM #HAIKU #haiku #haik

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nunmalich · 9 months

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rainy woods

#analog #film photography #scouting #forest #rainyweather #haik #analogisnotdead #german stuff #german tumblr

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generouscoffeedreamer · 2 years

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Time: 3:38.was it worth it? No.

#goshiki fanart #haikyuu goshiki #haik #goshiki tsutomu #haikyuu!!#haikyu #haikyuu daichi #fan art #haikyuu fanart

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skarianavia · 1 year

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Krople rosy - Czym lepiej obmyć Pył świata.

Basho (tł Czesław Miłosz)

#cytat #polskie cytaty #polski cytat #cytaty #wiersz #poezja #czesław miłosz #basho #haik

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jebudas · 1 year

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Rabbit Rabbit

May Is Here

Let's Get Coffee

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gcdd2gdtbm · 1 year

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Serious Female Massage Tantra Curvy Romi Rain licks and fingers Joanna Angels pussy Black Kitty Gets Her Pretty Pussy Stuffed By White Dick He Can't Pull Out In Time Not To Cum In Her Petite Teen Step Daughter With A Great Ass Wants Step Dad Cock Again POV Pizza delivery guy feeds my wife some cum Redhead Dawn gets her pussy pounded by a big black cock and takes a huge dripping creampie Fuck this girl on her way from stream Sexy Mia Malkova Hardcore Young cutie brunette teenager amateur Cadey fuck her bald juicy pussy with a glass dildo for intense orgasm Lady Sonia edging her clit with a vibrator

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dejahisashmom · 1 year

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Armenian Mythology - World History Encyclopedia

https://www.worldhistory.org/Armenian_Mythology/

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babalmaghrib · 1 year

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"Moroccan Women in Haik", Tetuan, Morocco, archive picture by Nicolas Muller, 1943

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maxinewisewrites · 1 year

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falling away now

will you give me one last push,

or push me away?

#short poems #haik #haiku on tumblr #poetry #poems on tumblr #poemsbyme #poemsociety #female poets #poets on tumblr #writers and poets #spilled ink #my writing #writers #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #maxine wise writes

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in-the-toilet3 · 2 years

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I hate cursive. Why

would you do letters dirty

like that like, the fuck

#haik #haiku #poetry #poem #comedy #comedy poetry #comedy haiku #joke poetry #joke poem

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taomubiji · 5 months

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Wu Xie, Zhang Qiling, Wang Pangzi, Zhang Haike, Hei Yanjing, and Xie Yuchen from the artist of the Tibetan Sea Flower comic (x)

#dmbj #tibetan sea flower #wu xie #zhang qiling #pangzi #zhang haike #hei yanjing #xie yuchen #tmbj

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petricorah · 10 days

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anyone have any more song recs that have to do with monsters/magic etc?

also just general asks are open im drawing and bored

#or any songs i guess #asks #drawing to cure my haik*yuu brain. it hasn't worked yet #notmyart

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iamumbra195 · 6 days

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One-Shot from my completely unhinged and unplanned SBG Manhwa AU and kinda Part 2 of this Post

Mostly Outsider POV until the end

Context:

Essentially what happened is that Ashlyn's parents went missing when she was fourteen under mysterious circumstances and she's been searching for them since. She turned to magic and became Mage of the Tower when she was 15-16. She's been mostly isolated and only goes out to follow leads, which is why she's travelling with these merchants to Savannah. Aiden and Ben are returning from a three-year exploration expedition and stopping at Savannah to rest and this is where the three officially meet. Aiden met Ashlyn once when he was younger and he swears he recognizes her from somewhere but can't remember. Ashlyn doesn't know he's the crown prince but doesn't want him to recognize her because he's weird.

Word Count: 1.37k

Anyways, onto the fic

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Smoke rose from the smoldering remains of a campfire, hardly visible in the dense foliage of the Forsyth Woodlands.

Eleven figures lay around the dying fire, curled under blankets to guard from the frigid breeze of the night. A twelfth rested just within earshot, leaning back against a shadowed horse carriage. The horses themselves were tied to a nearby tree, feeding on some grass in the clearing.

Bingo.

Haik jumped down from his perch in the trees and landed in a silent crouch, sending his waiting companions a wicked grin as he straightened up. “Another batch of amateur merchants– their lookout couldn’t even stay awake!”

A young girl with olive skin and short, dark curly hair stood near a middle-aged man with scarred, pale skin and long brown hair, shadowed beneath the forestry as Haik approached.

“Think robbin’ ‘em blind will be enough to teach ‘em a lesson?” Karine snickered with a matching grin of her own, revealing a golden tooth that glinted in the moonlight and contrasted the brilliant emerald of her eyes.

Haik tore his gaze away from her to check Sevan’s reaction but found his expression as impassive as ever, the only difference being the suspicious squint in his eyes. Haik clicked his tongue in irritation. “What now, you superstitious old man? This is the lucky break we’ve been waiting on for weeks now.”

He was tired of eating the same shitty meal his mother prepared, of the silent disgust in her eyes as she stared at the lout her brilliant boy had become. He wanted to drown in expensive alcohol and the cash earned from the stolen goods of idiotic merchants. He wanted to forget.

He tried to listen to Sevan most of the time because he was the seasoned bandit of their group and weathered the worst of the worst with scars to show for it but sometimes just being in his presence grated at Haik’s fraying patience, especially after weeks of dealing with his mother’s snide remarks.

“It’s nothing.” Sevan shook his head before he shot the teen an irritated look. “And don’t call me old, I’m barely thirty.”

“Tell that to the white streaks in your hair,” Karine snorted, unphased by the stony look she received in return as she raised an eyebrow.

For a moment, Haik was sure Sevan was going to pound her into the ground, his hands twitching for the blade sheathed at his hip. Then the man exhaled sharply and focused his gaze back on Haik.

“What’s the situation?”

Haik straightened on instinct but forced himself to relax. Something about the way Sevan spoke reminded him far too much of his short-lived career as a knight sometimes. “Eleven merchants and a lookout, all unarmed by the looks of it. The horse carriage looked pretty expensive and the horses were in good shape– we’d get some good money if we sold those things to Mirza.”

Sevan remained silent for a moment, tension building as Haik and Karine awaited his decision and subsequent order. “Let’s move.”

They took off silently, sticking to the shadows as they approached the clearing where the merchants laid camp. They observed it for a few minutes before deeming it safe to approach, sneaking past the sleeping lookout.

It was a young woman with long ginger hair hidden beneath the hood of a dark green cloak, with freckles littered across her face. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was soft and rhythmic– she really was asleep.

It was a pity the merchants chose an idiot to keep watch of their goods.

Well. A pity for them. Haik was having the best night in weeks.

The carriage was filled to the brim with expensive goods. Jewelry, books, weapons, grimoires. Karine went for the jewelry, vain as always. Sevan headed for the weapons, examining them all with a discerning eye and leaving Haik to deal with the books.

There was nothing special about most of the books, spanning from scientific research to the latest romance novella trending in Savannah. The grimoires, however, were what peaked his interest. He’d never seen one in person, only heard about them in the context of the Imperial Magicians or ever elusive mage of the Tower.

Grimoires were rare and expensive and if he could sell even just one, let alone numerous, he would be set for years. He could get his own place far away from his mother, from Savannah, from the cursed nation as a whole–

“I advise you not to touch that.”

Haik stiffen at the unfamiliar voice, outstretched hand frozen just inches away from the pile of grimoires as he noticed the presence that hadn’t been there just a moment before.

He leapt away after a moment, drawing his sword with one swift motion. His companions were similarly prepared, chosen weapons drawn and facing the threat.

It was the lookout from earlier.

Karine bared her teeth in an ugly smile, golden tooth glinting menacingly as she stared the woman down. “You got a death wish or something, lady?”

The woman only raised her eyebrows in response, her body loose and unguarded without a hint of the apprehension one would expect to see when faced with three bandits with drawn weapons while unarmed.

Something about the situation didn’t sit right with him.

The lookout brushed off Karine’s threat as if it was nothing. “I don’t like repeating myself so I’m only warning you once.” Viridian eyes bored into Haik’s soul, leaving him feeling cold and clammy. “If you value your lives, you’ll leave immediately.”

“Who do you think you are, ordering us around?!” Karine snarled, swinging at the woman with her spiked mace. “You don’t even have a sword!”

Haik forced himself to move and join her, unable to shake the feeling that this was dangerous yet not wanting to leave his partner alone.

It was only then that he realized Sevan was nowhere to be seen.

“I don’t need one,” the lookout answered coolly.

As if in slow motion, Haik saw a staff appear in the woman’s hands and her eyes began to shine with an unearthly glow and his mind connected the dots in an instant.

She was a mage.

Everything went dark a moment later.

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As the sun rose, the sleeping travelers began to wake up to the smell of cooking lentil soup that she had started on the fire.

Alina, the merchant’s wife, had taken the task off her hands when she had woken up and told Ashlyn to get some rest before they were back on the road.

Exhausted and perhaps a little embarrassed of the fact that a group of amateur bandits had gotten the jump on her, Ashlyn agreed and escaped before the woman could ask if anything had happened the night before.

If not for the protective wards placed on her grimoire, those stupid kids would’ve gotten away with it too.

Well, two kids and a strange, scarred man who had somehow managed to evade her senses long enough to escape and abandon his fellow criminals. She’d contemplated pursuing him for that reason alone but figuring out what to do with the unconscious bandits had been more than enough for her sleep-addled mind.

She managed to catch an hour or so of sleep before she was shaken awake and they were back on the road to Savannah. Seeing her goal within sight made her forget about last night, annoyance replaced by grief that swelled in her chest at the thought of her parents. She didn’t think she could handle another dead end. Not again.

Then, the insufferable chatterbox by the name of Aiden decided to open his mouth at that moment.

“Nice going with the bandits last night,” he whispered cheerily and Ashlyn closed her eyes, biting back a long-suffering sigh before his words processed and her eyes flew open and stared at him in disbelief

There was a mischievous glint in his eyes as he grinned back; the picture of innocence.

“You were awake?” Ashlyn demanded quietly.

“I wanted to see what you would do,” Aiden shrugged and his smile widened, crow's feet wrinkling near his eyes. “So imagine my surprise when I found out you were a mage. I knew I’ve met you before– you’re Ashlyn Banner, the mage of the Tower, aren't you?”

… Damn it.

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This was very much inspired by a Merlin edit sound where he goes, "If you value your lives, you won't take another step." and the dudes are like "You don't even have a sword." and he's like "I don't need one" and demolishes them. I keep imagining this Ashlyn saying that so I had to write it and get it out of my system lol

That's a wrap, tell me what you think! This is my first time actually writing a fic for the fandom lol

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