#trans masc reader

[mitoad]

everyone always talks about ‘medic reader’ this and ‘teammate reader’ that but what abt weapons engineer/mechanic reader ?

just a silly little fella who helps out the 141 with their weapons when they go out of whack, who works very closely with the team to coordinate certain weapons for specific missions .

they’d probably have a really close bond with soap , both having fun with testing demolitions together . who’s able to add in ideas and carry conversations with you when you ramble on about weapons . johnny pulls you close to him when they get startled from the loud noise of an explosion , laughing a little at how they excuse their sudden vulnerability with ‘not expecting it to be that loud’.

price who seeks them out when he’s having issues with his cm901, having to endure your age-long lectures about not accidentally slamming the barrel to hard. he subconsciously makes sure the brush his hand over yours when he finally retrieves his now-fixed weapon.

yeah nyways weapon mech! reader has my heart

#ill add gaz nd ghost later i just got an insane creative block so i stopped there #but yayaya weapons mech reader reminds me of my friend who’s a weapons engineer for the caf !! so proud of her fr #🍵 mito's writings °｡ ⋆⸜ #cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #cod mw3 #cod x reader #cod x you #cod x y/n #john price #captian price #john price x reader #price x reader #price x you #price cod #john soap mactavish #john mactavish #soap x reader #johnny mctavish x reader #soap cod #cod fanfic #call of duty #cod drabble #gn reader #fem reader #male reader #trans fem reader #trans masc reader

[sister-lucifer]

Eager Hands On Soft Flesh

Ticci Toby x Chubby!Transmasc!Reader 

My half of a trade with @pompeiisystem !

Genre: Smut

Summary: After you let slip that you’ve got your fair share of insecurities about your body, Toby simply can’t pass up the opportunity to appreciate every bit of you. 

Content/Warnings: Body worship, Reader’s body is focused on but I specifically chose NOT to use the word “fat,” Reader is insecure about their weight but Toby is there for reassurance, fucking against the kitchen counter, unprotected penis in trans masc vagina sex, fingering, oral sex (reader receiving), messy pussy eating, cumming inside, praise, use of “cunt,” “pussy,” and similar variations to describe Reader’s genitalia, Toby has a dick piercing but it’s only briefly mentioned 

“Toby, be honest, do you think this outfit would look better if I…you know, lost some weight?”

The sudden lurch of his body followed by sputtering and coughing as he chokes on his drink makes you jump. Your eyes widen a bit as you watch him struggle to regain his composure, wiping his mouth and trying not to spit. His tongue clicks involuntary, neck jerking in all directions as he tries to process what he’s just heard. 

“Wh— W-What the hell are you t-talkin’ about?” He stammers, speaking through the discomfort of off brand soda in his windpipe. 

“I just mean…you know,” You reply, suddenly feeling sheepish as you look down at the crimson sweater keeping snug against your top half, “I was just thinking…maybe I should—“ 

“Did I s-say something?” Toby says quickly. He rises from where he was sitting at the kitchen table, wiping his chin with his sleeve one last time. “Did I m-make you—shhhrk!—make you— m-make you think that you h-had to?” 

“Oh no, of course not!” You’re fast to reply, gently putting your hands on his arms and giving a small squeeze. “No, no, it’s not you at all, I promise. I was just thinking—“ 

“W-Well you shouldn’t d-do that anymore.” 

You sigh softly, moving your hands down go grasp his. You run your thumbs over his knuckles as his fingers tense and twitch despite his best efforts to hold onto you, looking up at him through your lashes. 

“Toby, come on, I didn’t mean anything bad about you. I’m just saying…I want you to be honest with me, that’s all.”

You look down at yourself, at the knit sweater and jeans you’ve put on. They’re comfortable, yes, but there’s something about the way you look in them that just doesn’t add up. You shouldn’t have expected to look exactly like the model on the website, really. You didn’t think you did. 

You’re starting to feel foolish for spending your money on this. It was silly, really, to be so excited about something as simple as a cute sweater, but at the time you thought you couldn’t live without it. You have plenty of other perfectly good outfits in your closet. Really, what reason did you have to think— 

You gasp softly when Toby suddenly pulls you in, ripping you from your thoughts with hands on your waist, gently grabbing at your love handles and pushing you back against the counter. His lips find your neck in a split second.

You moan softly, the sensation surprising but not unpleasant. You grasp at the back of his sweatshirt with one hand and run your fingers through his hair with the other. He groans under his breath when you tug just a bit.

“Please, baby,” He whispers against your skin, “P-Please, let me love on y-you just a-a bit…” 

“Toby, what are you—“ 

“Nothing, baby, I-I’m not doing a-anything…Just l-let me…”

Your cheeks are getting hot fast. You make no effort to push him away, but you can’t help getting flustered. 

“Toby, c’mon, you don’t have to do all this…” 

“I-I want to, though,” He says quickly, starting to nip and suck at your neck between kisses, “I’m not v-vvv-very good with words, I-I…I just—j-just wanna show you—shhh!—s-show you what you f-feel like…to m-me…” 

He pauses with a sigh, pulling back slowly. He looks up at you almost hesitantly, an expression you rarely see on his face. He’s always the first to act on an impulse, rarely ever thinking twice about anything; what’s slowing him down now? 

“…i-if you’ll let me, I-I mean.” 

The words come out far too gentle for Toby, and it makes you melt against him a bit. He’s always so eager to get his hands on your body, but something in him is sensing something unsure in you. You look back into the mossy color of his hazel eyes with contemplation. 

You can’t stop the gentle smile that spreads over your face. 

You pull him down to give him a slow kiss, and he happily returns the gesture. When you pull back again, there’s no hiding the anticipation on his face as he awaits your answer.

“…Of course, Toby.”

He takes only a split second to process the words before suddenly he’s roughly suckling and nipping at the flesh of your neck. You yelp in surprise, but not discomfort. You bite your lip as you grip his hair, trying to keep him against you. 

His hands freely wander your body, moving up and down your sides before slipping beneath your sweater. You suck in a breath when he gives an affectionate squeeze to your love handles, fingers greedily grabbing at the warmth beneath your skin. He groans as he feels you, entire body shuddering at the sensation of you beneath his hands. 

He moves so quickly, as if he’s worried you’ll disappear at any moment, like some invisible clock is counting down and the moment is reaches zero you’ll fade away. He grabs at you and sucks at your neck like he’s feeding on you, like your body heat is the only thing sustaining him. He needs you, and you can feel it in every touch. 

He pushes your sweater up to your chest before hands slide down towards the waistband of your jeans. Twitching fingertips fiddle with the button and then the fly, yanking down the zipper with such speed you were worried it would break. He pulls the jeans down around your ankles, not bothering to pull them off before moving on to your underwear.

He looks up at you, fingers tapping anxiously at the waistband. He licks his dry lips, mouthing a silent ‘Can I?’

“Yes, yes, please,” You reply without hesitation, nodding quickly. You gasp softly when he tugs your underwear down to your knees, exposing your now soaked pussy to the cool air and making you shudder. He can’t stop the breathy moan that slips from his lips at the sight. 

“S-So fucking beautiful…” He mutters through crooked teeth as he lowers himself slowly. Normally he would be eager to drop to his knees and service you, but just this once he’s taking his time. He’s methodical as he leaves a warm trail of kisses down your belly, letting his lips linger for a long few seconds before he moves down just a bit more. You watch with bated breath as he makes his way down until there’s no further to go. 

“…You know I-I love this-sss-s pretty tummy, don’t you?” He mumbles against your skin, looking up into your eyes. Your heart skips a bit when you nod. He doesn’t seem satisfied.

“Say it.”

“…I…I know, Toby.”

One corner of his mouth briefly quirks up into a smirk before an involuntary jerk of his neck and scrunching of his nose pulls it back down again..

He pauses then, eyes widening slightly with something you can only describe as admiration as his eyes trail down to your sweet cunt, wetting his lips on instinct.

You don’t have a second to wonder what he’s doing before suddenly his warm mouth engulfs your cunt. In a split second it seems all semblance of patience has left his body. You cry out, throwing your head back as your back arches. You instinctively push your hips against him, grinding into his mouth.

“T-Toby—!” 

Your fingers find his untamed thatch of brown hair in an instant, gripping tightly just how he likes. He moans as you call out his name, his voice sending vibrations through your cunt. He’s an excitable, messy eater, lapping at your cunt with need and not bothering to try and hide the wet squelching sounds his mouth makes as his tongue slides in an out of you, lips curling around the mound of your pussy and the tip of his crooked nose bumping your swollen clit. 

“Fuck…mmh…” He groans under his breath, not once losing contact or pulling away, “Y-You have no idea how m-much— m-mumble, mumble— much I-I love this boycunt…t-tastes sooo, s-so— so sweet…could just…just— j-just eat it for hours…”

He’s slurring his words already, speech messy and scattered at the words carelessly flow between his lips and down his chin like water over the edge of a cliff. His mouth is already soaking, drool leaking from his mouth and gash combined with your slick arousal. 

You squeal when you feel his two of his fingers prod at your entrance, anxiously pushing through and wasting no time reaching as deep as they can. Your entire body tenses and your back arches involuntarily against the counter as his digits twitch inside of you, slipping in and out at an excited pace. 

“C-Careful, Toby,” You stammer. He gives only a quick nod in reply before pushing in a third finger, the tip of his tongue now flicking at your clit. A thick mixture of his own spit and the juices leaking from your cunt is dripping down his chin and running down his neck. 

The hand not nestled in his hair is bracing you against the counter, gripping the marble hard as you struggle to keep yourself steady. You’re resisting the urge to just collapse with each shockwave Toby’s tongue and fingers send through your throbbing pussy. His free hand is grabbing at your sides and hips, half trying to keep you up and half groping you for his own pleasure. He spreads his fingers out inside of you, stretching you as much as he can as he readies you to take his cock.

When he finally pulls away you’re struggling to breathe, chest heaving with heavy gasps as you recover. He stands back up to his full height, towering over you and not even bothering to wipe his mouth before he captures your lips in a heated kiss. You could care less about the feeling of your own viscous arousal against your lips; there’s no room for disgust in your lust-filled brain. 

Toby’s panting as well when he pulls away, licking his lips before speaking.

“You s-sss-see how sweet you t-taste?”

You mimic his gesture, tongue darting out to lick over your own lips. You shyly nod, and a crooked smile spreads across his face. 

“C’mon, b-bend over f’me,” He says, giving your side an encouraging pat.

You happily comply, laying yourself over the counter and arching your back a bit. You shiver at the familiar sound of his belt unbuckling, then his fly coming down, and then that wonderful sigh of relief he lets out when he pushes down his jeans and boxers in one go. Not even a second later his tip is pressing against your cunt. 

He leans over you, nuzzling into your neck and wrapping his arms around your middle. 

“You ready?” He whispers, and you nod without thinking. 

He immediately pushes inside of you, groaning into your ear as you tense, nails digging into the flesh of your palm as his cock stretches you. The bulbous head manages to bully its way into your cunt, and you can feel the veins on his shaft as they brush against your walls. The crooked Prince Albert piercing adoring his tip scrapes against your cervix and pulls a drawn out moan from your glistening lips. 

Toby curses to himself as he bottoms out, finally pushing in as far as he can go. You can feel his cock twitching with need inside of you as it acclimates to your tight hole. He’s clinging to you like his life depends on it, fingers pressing into the ample flesh of your soft tummy and sides. 

A choked noise claws its way out of your throat as he slowly pulls back, your cunt squelching and dripping as his cock recedes to the head, pausing for a moment before pushing back in. You cry out with a broken call of his name, your plump body pushed hard into the counter that’s currently keeping you from collapsing into a heap on the floor beneath your lover. 

Toby’s lanky body practically engulfs yours as he ruts into you over and over again, slowly but surely getting faster with each thrust as he faces less and less resistance from your pussy, the slick canal gradually being molded to the shape of his cock. He’s huffing and moaning in your ear, not at all shy or ashamed to be vocal for you. 

“Nngh…I-I don’t think I’ll—Fuck! Shit!—I’ll ever— e-ev-vvv-ver get used to t-this perfect fff-fuckin’ boycunt…Goddamn…!” 

He’s grabbing all over your body, hands moving feverishly between your chest and stomach and hips as he squeezes every inch of hot skin he can find. 

“Sooo fucking h-handsome,” He sighs in your ear, “I’m s-so fucking lucky that I-I get to— t-to love you like this-sss-s…”

He can hardly get the words out between his desperate mewls, needy sounds that he couldn’t keep at bay if he tried. He’s drooling again, unable to focus on muscle control as his base instincts take over, screaming at him to just forget everything else and fuck you like you deserve to be fucked. 

You reach up to gently push his cheek against your own, pressing a kiss to his jaw and making him whine. He turns his head to kiss you once more, tongue pushing past your lips and allowing you to taste the last remnants of your soggy cunt on his tongue. 

His cock reaches every bit of your insides, pushing in so far you swear you can feel it in your stomach. With each thrust he only speeds up more and more, rambling on and on about how amazing you feel and how badly he needs this perfect boypussy.

“So beautiful,” He chokes out, eyes starting to roll back in his head, “S-So fucking beautiful…all thick and p-perfect…fuck, a-ah—!”

He’s starting to lose his pace, and fast. One of his hands slowly slides down your stomach, his middle finger pawing at your clit. You cry out at the unexpected stimulation and your knees nearly buckle beneath you, prompting Toby to tighten his grip on you just in case you can’t stand yourself up anymore. He rubs your clit in soft circles, just the way you’d taught him all that time ago. Just the way you like. 

“Nngh—! T-Toby,” You stammer, barely able to get the words out, “If you keep doing that, I’m gonna…!” 

“I-I know,” He replies in a rush, “I-I wanna—want it! want it!—w-wanna feel you cum around me…p-please, please…?”

God, how can you deny him when he begs like that?

You start to push back against him in time with his thrusts, assisting him in sheathing himself inside of you and savoring the wonderful fullness. Your legs are shaking obviously now, and you have to fight to keep yourself up even with Toby’s help. He’s not too steady himself. 

He’s started to rub your clit a bit harder, no longer able to focus on keeping his pace steady with his fingers nor his thrusts. The constant shifts in pressure and speed are only pushing you to your release faster. 

He’s whining endlessly in your ear, slurring his words as he drones on and on about how handsome you are, how much he loves you, how grateful he is that he’s the only one who gets to fuck this precious little cunt. 

He’s barely keeping time now, any sense of rhythm forgotten as he desperately ruts into you over and over again. He’s almost at his limit, not far behind you. 

“Toby,” You gasp, “Please, I-I’m gonna—!”

“Do it,” He growls, “D-Do it, please, lemme f-fff-feel that pussy tighten around m-me…”

Just his words, the clear desperation and need in his voice, is enough to push you over the edge. You manage one last cry of his name before you cum around his twitching cock, cunt squeezing and convulsing as you struggle to cope with the wave of pleasure washing over you with more force than you were ready for. 

Toby curses under his breath and sputters out what you think is a warning, but you can barely hear him with the way your head is spinning. That’s what makes it all the more jarring when suddenly he’s releasing inside of you, the fullness of his cock replaces with the thick warmth of his seed spilling into you deeper than you ever thought possible. He groans as his thrusting lazily slows to a stop, leaving you both sweaty and panting. 

He releases his death grip on you, but keeps his arms around your middle. He nuzzles against your cheek with a sigh. He shifts slightly, and you cringe a bit when you feel some of his cum dripping out of you. 

“You’re s-so beautiful baby,” He mumbles against your skin, clearly just as fucked out as you are, “So fucking…p-perfect…my h-ha-handsome boy…”

You give him a tired smile, pressing a little kiss to his warm cheeks. 

“I know, Toby. I know.”

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#creepypasta #ticci toby #chubby reader #trans masc reader #male reader #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta smut #toby rogers #ticci toby x reader #ticci toby smut

[marimology]

LUFFY with a spiderman! s/o headcannons because one piece and spiderman are my biggest interests

warnings : none just luffy being luffy , mentions the spider society.

— when he found out that it was from a spider bite and not from a devil fruit he was lowkey jealous

— fym you can still swim??

— definitely asked if you shoot webs out your butt

— if sanji is wondering why the meat is suddenly disappearing more it’s cus you had grabbed them with your webs

— if you get into an argument he definitely says some corny shut like “ enough of you and your web of lies”

— chopper was the first one to know but it makes sense

it makes spidey sense

— SPEAKING OF SPIDEY SENSE he likes to throw random objects at you to try to activate them

“did you just throw a carrot at me?”

“maybe”

*throws it back*

— please don’t let him find out the spider society or the multiverse

— but if he does he’d get a day pass and look at everyone with starry eyes

— once he found out about canon events … poor baby

— you had pretended to be doflamingo when law pissed you off… luffy found it funny

#one piece x reader #one piece #across the spiderverse #one piece live action #sanji vinsmoke #miguel ohara #marvel x reader #miles morales #hobie brown #luffy x reader #trans masc reader #monkey d luffy x reader

[a-5-m-0-d-3-u-5]

Scar Tissue (Price x Trans Masc! Reader)

Contains: Tooth-rotting fluff, completely SFW, FTM reader intended but should be safe for masc leaning enbies too, 2nd person POV, reader has a singular double mastectomy scar as is very self conscious about it, ambiguous warm drink cuz I don’t like tea or coffee lol, \obnoxiously self indulgent in my opinion but I hope it resonates with others

A/n: Woof I’m nervous but I do really like how this turned out. It’s cute and it even made my partner blush despite him being cis lol also Price is your husband because it’s cute and I said so. Be gentle with this one, yeah?

Although this is safe for all ages, I ask minors please refrain from interacting with me and this post, and any other posts. This is a space for adults.

The night always made things tougher. Something about the quiet, the darkness, the otherwise calm atmosphere made it harder to chase away the more negative thoughts. Insecurities burned hot in the cold of night as you stood outside on the small veranda of your little English apartment in the crisp wintry air to try and chase them away. The rain had only just stopped pouring down in torrents. The sound of wet tires driving below you accompanied the familiar, gentle smell of rain. It was comforting. Not enough to dull the pain, unfortunately, but comforting still.

You didn’t pay attention to the time, doing so usually just stressed you out during these moments, so you hadn’t noticed how late it was until your husband had sidled up behind you with a warm mug he’d made just for you. He handed it to you silently. He learned a long time ago what being outside this long this late at night usually meant. He wrapped a warm arm around your chilled shoulders and gently pulled you against him. Finally, you started to slowly pull away from your negative thinking just long enough to quietly speak.

“Thank you,” was all you could manage, but Price didn’t mind. He knew that for you, your words carried more weight than they seemed on the surface.

He hummed in response, giving your shoulders a small squeeze to say ‘you’re welcome.’

“Doin’ alright?”

A playful glare was all your husband got in return. He was happy to see you at least still had the heart to joke a bit with him.

“Right. Stupid question. Sorry, love.”

Eventually, you’d take a sip from your mug. He always prepared your drinks to your preferences. It made your chest warm.

“Wanna talk about it?” He was looking at you now. That gentle expression always comforted you.

You shook your head and took another slow sip, “Just insecurities again. Nothing major, I’m fine.”

“That why you've been out here on the veranda staring out at nothing the past couple hours?”

You took another sip, electing to say nothing. You did make it extra noisy though, pulling a rumbling chuckle from Price’s chest in the process.

Eventually, he guided you inside. You were as cold as the dead when he’d gotten to you. He wanted to warm you up and, if you’d talk, he wanted to know what was wrong. Knowing it was an insecurity of yours narrowed it down, but not enough to pin it. He needed to know a bit more.

You sat on your small couch, Price quickly following you. He took your hand in his. The callouses that littered his palm and fingers were always grounding. You were certain if you were blindfolded and told to guess which hand belonged to him, you’d guess correctly without fail. You knew every dip and ridge in his skin like your own.

You’d finished your drink after a while. You sighed, leaning into your husband’s chest. His heartbeat never failed to help your mind quiet down a bit.

“Just my scar again…” you mumbled, lacing your fingers in with his.

He kissed his teeth, the clicking noise it made bringing you out of the beginning of another spiral, “What did I tell you ‘bout that, love? You know I think it’s perfect.”

“I know,” you said, tucking your head under his chin, “‘Fraid I don’t think the same way, is all.”

His free hand rose up to hold your head and he pressed a soft lingering kiss into your hair, “That’s why I’m here. To think that way for you. C’mon, then, on your back.”

You groaned, pretending your melancholy face hadn’t broken out into a small grin, as you were guided onto your back. Price hovered above you and lifted your shirt up to your collarbone, kissing slowly up your belly as he did so. His kisses finally reached the part of your chest you couldn’t feel anymore. The scar tissue had faded quite a bit, but it was still clearly visible. One straight line stretched across your ribcage. It was uneven, thicker in some places than others. When your clothes were on, you often forgot about it. But when they weren’t…

You couldn’t feel much of the kisses that your husband trailed across the scar. His beard would drag across the area around it, your body unsure if it tickled or itched, but you could only feel the pressure of his lips through the numb skin. Still, you looked down and watched as he worshiped the ugly line that ripped through your skin. It wasn’t neat, wasn’t typical, wasn’t the ideal, but Price always showed he never cared about that.

”It made you happy, yeah? All that matters, then,” is what he’d always say.

All those mean thoughts finally started to melt away as he continued to kiss along your chest, further up to your collarbone. He pulled your shirt down so he could kiss up your neck, across your jaw, and finally up to your mouth. You felt him grin against your lips. You suppressed an annoyed whine as he pulled away to look at you.

“Better?”

“A bit.”

“I can keep going.”

“Would you?”

You fell asleep on the couch with your shirt pulled up to your shoulders and Price’s lips against your scar.

#ftm reader #trans masc reader #masc nb reader #john price x reader #captain price x reader #price x reader #john price x male reader #john price x ftm reader #captain price x male reader #capitain price x ftm reader #price x male reader #price x ftm reader

[thegr33nc0met]

Yandere Husk who’s liked reader for a while (transmasc reader) where reader gets tipsy and giggly and does the thing (“heyyyy, hey! Guess what!? I like Husk but shhhhh 🤫 don’t tell him! It’s a secret!”) and he’s just ??? bc he didn’t think they liked him like that (they are good at hiding feelings)

Also general HCs would be nice 👀😙

Thx, hope ya have a great day!

Yandere Husker Headcanons ♥︎

TransMasc!Reader

TAGS/WARNINGS: NSFW, Yandere behavior, TransMasc!Reader, murder, scenting??, messy bulletpoint headcanons, other character cameos, alastor being alastor, not beta read

♥︎ the first time Husk saw you was while he was an overlord. he was at a bar or casino, gambling away as one does - when he saw you.

♥︎ let’s get one thing straight: Husk doesn’t believe in love at first sight. but when he saw you, he felt his face heat up (unpleasantly, might I add) and his heart thump sickeningly against his ribs. at that time, you worked at said bar.

♥︎ Husk wouldn’t approach you immediately. even while he’s an overlord, in the mentality of “I get what I want when I want”, he’s still him. He doesn’t believe in love, and he doesn’t do one night stands. so it’s… difficult for him to get to you.

♥︎ so he does the next best thing - stalking watching you of course! it starts off small; watching you from across the room, glancing up at you from his cards every few minutes. he’ll be there before you clock in, and he’ll watch when you clock out and follow you when you walk to your car. he’ll start to sit closer to the bar every night. he’ll have his men act as discreet bodyguards for you, just making sure you’re safe and keeping tabs on you without the effort of him trying to talk to you. sometimes he’ll go himself, watching from a safe distance while you’re at the grocery store or your preferred restaurant with friends.

♥︎ he’s gone into your apartment a few times. he likes to look through your jewelry, admiring a few of the simple chains he’s seen you wear. he puts one on and wears it while he roams the rooms, always making sure to put everything back exactly where it was found. he’ll snoop through your pantry to see what kind of snacks you like or if you’re running low on food. his favourite thing though is stuffing his face into your dirty laundry hamper. he hadn’t meant to the first time, per say — he just smelt you and followed the scent. he sits there as long as he can, crouched on the floor with his face rubbing against your clothes, purring up a storm (though he’d deny it until the day he double-dies). he has to be very careful not to leave any fur behind.

♥︎ one time when you’re put on waiter duty, you serve his table. he can’t bare to take his eye off of you, in your stupid apron and black slacks and black button up that was undone just enough for his to see the margin of flesh between your neck and chest—

♥︎ for fucks sake, he felt like a hormonal teenager as he ripped his gaze away. it was just skin. as you place the mugs down on the table, his eyes slowly drifted back up to you. he noticed you were wearing one of your chains - his favourite chain on you. he clears his throat, leaning back and swinging an arm over the back of his chair as he gazes up at you with half lidded eyes.

“so, what’s a guy like you doing in a place like this?” he asks sleazily. you pause for a moment, so briefly that no one would have noticed if they weren’t watching you.

“working,” you reply firmly as you place the last mug down, being used to mediocre pick up lines from equally mediocre men. you didn’t care that he was an overlord. you were working, and it wasn’t worth it.

his heart sunk at your tone. he immediately straightened up. he didn’t say much else the rest of the night.

♥︎ he did get braver the next night, sitting right at the bar. you tried to ignore him really, only taking his order before busying yourself with other customers and anything else you could think of. it was a slow night, so when you wiped down the same glass for the fourth time in an attempt to look busy, he struck up a conversation. you were only slightly annoyed at first, but he was charming. he remembered one of the posters on your wall from your apartment and casually brought it up into the conversation, trying to learn your likes interests. you two quickly became close after that. he loves to hear you ramble about the shows you watch or the music you like.

♥︎ if anyone hit on you at work or made you uncomfortable, they were quick to disappear. you did notice the low growl in Husk’s throat when a shark demon hit on you one time, but you chose to ignore it.

♥︎ he sat at the bar every night, letting you watch his poker games when you weren’t too busy. he was a winner, a certain gleeful glint in his eye whenever he beat someone.

♥︎ but as we all know, he didn’t always win. your heart sank when you realized what happened, The Radio Demon’s smile wider than when he first approached.

♥︎ you didn’t see Husk again after that. for a very long time. not like you cared much, though! it’s not like you were starting to care about him or anything!!! nuh uh no way no sir not me.

♥︎ you see a hiring advertisement on a flyer for the Happy Hazbin Hotel, so you show up, hoping they take walk-ins. you hesitantly knocked on the front door, hearing what could only be the sound of… hoofs..? clopping closer from inside the hotel. the intricately designed door quickly swung open and you were face to face with the Princess of Hell herself, Charlie Morningstar, greeting you with a blinding smile.

“hi, i saw a hiring advertisem—“ before you can finish, you’re being yanked through the threshold.

“ohmygoodnessitssonicetomeetyou!wehaventhadanyonerespondtoouradvertisements—” she rambled at the speed of light, practically bouncing up and down as she pulled you farther into the foyer. she quickly started introducing you to every her eyes landed on - Vaggie, Pentious, Niffty, and…

his back was turned to you, wiping down a glass, but you could recognize his fur anywhere.

as you stepped closer, he could smell your familiar pheromones. it hit him like a punch in the nose. he paused his ministrations on the cup, whipping his head around in the direction of your scent.

“Husk?” you say softly, his yellow eyes wide as he stares at you, disbelief written all over him.

♥︎ your absence was not… taken well when he first had to leave. with the mix of losing you and his soul being tied to the infamous Radio Demon, he lost himself. he became more dependent on booze and his entire personality was like it was zapped to nothing. he just felt numb and mildly irritated from time to time.

♥︎ a tired smile broke out across his face. it was like a warmth was lit in his eyes, a warmth no one else had seen before. “hey, kid,” he said, his smooth voice soothing.

♥︎ so of course you got the job. especially after Charlie saw Husk light up at the sight of you. she hoped your presence would help warm him up to the rest of the group.

♥︎ everyday during your lunch break was spent sitting at the bar. it felt different with him being behind the bar instead of you. you spent everyday catching each other up on how you’ve both been the past few years. it was difficult for him to open up, even to you. Angel Dust and Sir Pentious would join the two of you every so often. you pretended not to notice Husk’s shift in demeanor when Angel would flirt with you. obviously you shut the spider down every time, which leads to a beautiful friendship.

♥︎ so the thing is with Angel Dust, it doesn’t matter how good you are at hiding your feelings - he can sniff out sexual tension like a detection dog.

Husk notices you and Angel getting closer. he tries not to get jealous. he really does because Angel is his friend.

but you’re so much more.

♥︎ Husk wants you all to himself. everyday when your shift at the hotel ends is the time of the day he most dreads. what if you’re going back to a partner? wouldn’t you have told him that though? he couldn’t be sure. so Husk, using his wise old bartender role, encourages you to move into the hotel. it would be free of charge, and plus, potential redemption involved AND more time with your friends.

so ofc you listen to him. just for the free rent. not to be closer to him nuh no way☝️

besides, living in the hotel is easier than worrying about your apartment getting broken into or blown up everyday.

♥︎ no matter how many times you tell yourself you didn’t miss him that much or that you’re only moving into the hotel for the free rent, your feelings betray you. every time you sit at the bar, you feel your face heat up and heart beat sporadically. but you easily keep it hidden beneath the surface, making sure your voice doesn’t waver and your gaze doesn’t linger. you try to keep conversation as normal as possible, avoiding any flirty remarks your heart (and other parts) is begging you to say. you didn’t want to risk making him uncomfortable and losing him. you weren’t even sure if he’d go for a guy or even a trans guy for that matter. so you, uncommittedly, decided to keep things platonic.

♥︎ Angel nearly lost his mind watching the two of you interact. in private he’d encourage you to go for it. you relayed your worries to him and even though he wanted to go full middle school mode and tell Husk you liked him for you, you made him promise he wouldn’t.

♥︎ one night after work, you’re sitting at the bar. maybe it’s been a long day or maybe you’re just not keeping track of how much you’re drinking, but it gets you to the point of loopy giggling. you’re all smiley towards Husk as he pours you another drink, cackling out a slurred “thank you, my liege.”

he just watches you, trying to contain the toothy grin that threatens to overtake his moody demeanor.

“ughhhhh, husk is so hot,” you sighed out. the cat man nearly choked on his own spit when the words spewed from your drunken mouth. you reached forward from your swivel seat, leaning over the bar and grabbing the poor confused old man’s face. your vision swam as you attempted to make eye contact.

“hey, guess what? i like Husk, but shhhhhh,” you slurred, pressing your index finger over his lips. “shush, don’t tell him. it’s a secret,” you said, deadly serious, before breaking out into a fit of giggles. he’s staring at you with pure awe and shock, admiring your flushed face and blown eyes. he couldn’t help but smirk then, letting his demeanor crack just a little.

“sure, kid. i’ll keep your secret,” he says before swiping your glass and leaving it to the side for later (definitely not gonna lick the rim where your mouth was). “alright, let’s get you to bed,” he said, walking out from behind the bar and reaching for you.

“noooooooooo,” you whined, laying your head down on the bar.

but he ignores your protests, looping his arm around your back and under your arms to keep you steady as he guides you to your room. he’ll gently lay you down and take your shoes off for you and waits to leave til you fall asleep before leaving some advil and a cup of water on your night stand for you (he definitely doesn’t steal some random junk out of your trash nope).

♥︎ the next morning (afternoon, really) after you’ve sobered up and gotten your hangover under control, is awkward to say the least. you try to avoid him after the embarrassing revealment of your feelings for the man, but it’s hard to do when you’re literally working just across the room from him.

♥︎ the two of you eventually talk when you decide to put on your big boy pants and be mature about the situation (aka when Husk notices your change in behavior and corners you). it’s at first an awkward and uncomfortable conversation, but once he admits his feelings, things get a little easier. he doesn’t tell you how he’s been obsessed with you since day one, though. that is something that will take years of building trust (and assurance you won’t leave him) for him to ever tell you. but for now, you settle on a first date to a quiet little restaurant.

♥︎ SO NOW ONTO SOME MORE GENERAL STUFF!!!

♥︎ if Husk didn’t know you were trans before you two started dating, he genuinely would not care once you told him. i don’t think gender is something that plays a role in his attraction to people, like i’m pretty sure he’s pan. not that he’d ever put a label on it. all that to say, that doesn’t mean he would fully understand. he’s an older guy and he’s seen a lot of different people, but he’d still need a little help figuring stuff out and try to be a little more sensitive and aware of gender and sexuality.

also i think if you do testosterone injections that he would help you if that’s something you’d want. i think he’d be curious about it either way, where the to take injections, cream, or the pill.

♥︎ as stated before, Husk really loves your scent. your natural scent. if you’re the type of guy that wears super strong axe or old spice with names like “manly musk” or “sasquatch semen” he is pouring that shit down the drain and tagging along next time you go shopping in hopes of encouraging you to pick something a little bit less strong for his sensitive nose (or try to get you to ditch it altogether lmao).

he takes every chance to bury his nose in your neck and inhale your pheromones. when you two cuddle together, his nostrils are basically suctioned to your flesh. he loves sleeping in your bed rather than his own because it smells entirely of you. he purrs so loud when he gets to lay with his face against your skin.

i also think that because he’s a cat, he scents you. like he’ll rub his face against your jaw and wrists. he wants others to know you’re his and he is yours. just know that you two will always smell like each other you cannot get away from it✋

♥︎ as for other physical touch, i think he’s very casually affectionate. he’ll keep a steadying hand on your back or firmly hold your hand in his. he expects you to accept this touch but is a little bit of a hypocrite because he’ll stiffen his posture at an unexpected touch from you and it’ll take a moment for him to relax.

♥︎ NOW ONTO HIS WINGS😈🙏💯

all wings in the hellaverse are sensitive idc idc. like the softest touch to his wings will get him squirming around trying to keep his breathing under control. the most sensitive part is where the wings meet his back. if you’re giving him a massage and touch there, you’ll have him grunting and groaning beneath you, gripping at the sheets of your bed.

♥︎ i can’t explain it but i just feel it in my heart of hearts that Husk is an incredible kisser. he knows when to be gentle or when to be rough. he knows how and when to use his tongue👀

♥︎ he’s a switch i’m sorry i legally have to speak my truth and push the switch Husk agenda. i think Husk is pretty vanilla, but he’s very open to trying stuff out with you. he makes up for his vanilla preferences by being the best with his tongue and fingers. that man is a master of cards and you think he’s not gonna be good with his hands?? for shame…

♥︎ he’s a groaner, y’all. i don’t think he’d be super loud. he’d be too prideful and cover his mouth with his hands if he thought he was being loud, muttering a soft “fuck…” under his breath. but that isn’t anything you can’t fix hint hint wink wink.

♥︎ like i said before, if you get hit on or someone makes you uncomfortable, then he takes them out. it used to be behind your back, but if you two are out and someone tries flirting with you or disrespects you, he’ll knock ‘em straight in the jaw before a card is flying into their eye. he is very protective. you are his top priority. he’ll do everything in his power to make sure you’re safe.

in the same vein of protection, Husk will often wrap his wings around you to shield you. he likes doing it when you’re walking side by side, hand in hand. even if it makes you anxious because it blocks your peripheral vision, he promises to keep you safe and that it gives him peace of mind.

♥︎ he still continues his weird, secretive behavior after you two get together. he still stuffs his face in your laundry when you’re not there and he’ll put on your jewelry (but never asks to borrow it?? for some reason???) until he hears you coming up the hall and he’s scrambling to put it back in place before greeting you at the door with a tender kiss.

♥︎ 1000x more cautious with alastor. husk knows anything he does around the deer man also affects you and your safety. so even when he wants to scream his head off and grab the Radio Demon by his lapels, he only takes a few (million) steadying breaths and does as he’s told.

aight that’s all i could think of. I’M SO AORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO PUBLISH!!!!! i have the attention span of an amoeba so it took me some effort to sit down and write.

also! to everyone else that sent in requests before this one, I STILL PLAN TO WRITE THEM! I’ve just been fixated on Hazbin Hotel and felt the urge to write this first.

n e way… hope y’all enjoyed!!🫶

#hazbin hotel x reader #husker x reader #husk x reader #male reader #husk x male reader #trans masc reader #hazbin hotel #huskerdust

[tobbotobbs]

Twinkle Little Star

Astarion Ancunin x Masc/Male presenting Tav/Reader (Reader referred to as Tav) 

TW: sad, angst, no happy ending, mcd, slight gore ig, sad astarion, he needs a hug

It was supposed to be an easy quest. Get into the brothel, find one of his siblings, take them gently or with force and then talk to them about Cazador and what he was up to. He was suppposed to get informations and then let his brother or sister go, hopefully with having convinced them into helping him with their plan to destroy the abomination of a man that was once their only hope and tortured them their entire life. After that they should have gone to the Szarr palace and easily killed him with maybe a few dead servants and a little blood over their clothes. This? No, this was not how it was supposed to go. Yes he talked to Leon, his brother, and found out that Cazador was not letting anyone into the ballroom. He also found out that he now seemed to be keeping guard dogs, Gnolls and Hobgoblins. Cazador never had much approval left for anything close to dogs. So why now? He wanted everyone to be locked out of his ritual of course, but how big the ritual was really going to be, Astarion would have never imagined. They underestimated the Vampire Lord and that was where they all failed. The second Astarion, Tav, Karlach and Gale stood at the end of the stairs in that creepy looking dungeon, Cazador had control over the situation thanks to the Spawn. Astarion was leaped from his feet by a powerful magic and taken to the top of that pyramid looking cyrcle his other siblings formed, who were also flowing in the air thanks to that blood red powerful magic that came from Cazador. He was the last piece that was missing for Cazador to fullfill his ritual, his deal with Mephistopheles and he went right into the trap, for the Vampire to finish his work to get even more powerful by killing 7000 Vampire Spawns and his 7 chosen Spawns, the ones wearing that lovely 'poem' on their back. To think he wanted to take over the ritual, once he had killed Cazador, was making him feel like he could throw up all the wine and the blood from Tav he drank today. Tav. Oh, his handsome, pretty and shy Tav. Always thinking too much, worrying- caring too much. Espacially about Astarion. He didn’t deserve any of this to happen to him and yet there he stood, a scared scream of Astarions name left his lips before he was dashing forwards to run over to him, to help him, to save his world. But he couldn’t do such thing. Karlach took a hold of his waist, holding his lover back so he wouldn’t do something stupid now. The Tiefling looked just as hurt by what just happened, but she tried to not let it get to her head just as Gale did, too. Who was now coming forward to stand next to them and faced Cazador. They all stood there, looking at the monsters face. It was ugly and disgustingly smiling at them. He laughed at them. Laughed at Tav for really falling for Astarions pathetic and weak character. Falling for the act and the seduction, just so Astarion would have protection and a save place to stay. For thinking they could stop him. For what he was about to do. 

If it weren’t for Tav’s ability to use misty step freely as he pleased, everything might have turned out differently. He teleported in the blink of an eye, right next to Cazador and his dagger already lifted to strike and cut through the Vampires throat. If he only had seen it coming. The hand that held 5 sword like sharp claws instead of soft fingertips. He tore right through Tavs chest. Thanks to the power that comes with being a Vampire Lord, it looked as if he had just punched through water, without any resistence. A weird and awful eery wet and cracking sound was flying through the silent dungeon. If Astarion and the others wouldn’t have had their eyes on Tav, it could have been also mistaken with the sound of wet fresh salary being crunched into pieces or like an apple, that was ripped apart by some Barbarian just like Karlach was. The time stood still as Cazador proudfully and with no shame held their groups leader with his bare hand and kept him from falling down to the floor. It must be hurting so much, Karlach thought as she watched Tav struggle to breath and keep the pained sounds at bay. He does not deserve this, was what Gale wanted to say out loud. Not him, anyone but him please. That is what was going through Astarions mind as he watched the love of his life slowly die at the hands of the monster he thought once saved him. What a fool he was. The Vampire Spawn was trying to move, tryied to do something just anything to get to his dear Darling. But he couldn’t. He was still restricted by the magic coming from Cazador, who was now laughing at Tav’s pathetic and stupid attempt to kill him. Tav was, even in his last minutes, looking with pure hatred and disgust at Cazador Szarr, who now lifted his body from the floor which caused him to let out a gut wrenching scream. He could feel every part in him moving and straining against the hand in his chest, could feel the sharp claws that punctured through his lungs and left him breathing in his own blood. Karlach was the first to move. She immediatly summoned Scratch and send their dog companion Astarions way to help free him from his restrictions while she herself came at Cazador with her battleaxe. Gale was fast to followe her lead and started casting spells at the guard dogs that were in their way, killing many at once with his large area and his favourite necromancy spells. Like that they came easily through to Cazador, who looked a little spooked now. The Vampire Lord already had dropped Tav a few feet away from him, no longer interested in his dying form. Now ready to have an actual fight and a little fun killing some people, the Vampire gripped his magical staff and aslo started throwing spells at Gale, to take the wizard out first. He wasn’t dumb, after all wizards are hard to kill with their ability to attack from distance and counter spell other spells thrown at them or magically protect themself and others. The barbarian, Cazador was smiling to himself, he would deal with later. He had the feeling she and his little pet had a deeper connection so it would be fun hurting her in front of Astarion right before the ritual to torture him one last time, even if their connection wasn’t as deep as the one between his chosen Spawn and that pathetic boy trying to kill him with a mere little dagger. Oh how he wished he could’ve saved that ones death for later. To terrorize his Spawn really good one last time. 

That was not the important thing going on right now though, no. It was the fight that Cazador began to loose. Gale was a talented wizard, perhaps the most talented Astarion has ever met and he was surely not backing down or getting tired from this fight. Gale stood his ground and counter spelled every curse and element the Vampire Lord sent his and Karlachs way, meanwhile he also threw various powerful magic at their opponent. His spells hit and Cazador started to get tired and get more risky with his steps and his focus on both the barbarian and the wizard. He did not notice nor did he looked when Karlach suddenly vanished from his peripheral vision and appeared just a few seconds later behind him with her battleaxe raised high above her head and her mouth leaving a loud battlecry that was full of rage, sorrow, pain and grief. Karlach brought down the heavy axe and hit the Vampire right on the head which split open into two parts so easily, it was rather eery. Her eyes were full of tears of rage and sadness. Her breathing was hard and shallow and without a single care about anything she swung her weapon again and hit the now dead Vampire Lord under her again and again and again. Until she felt soft smaller hands frap around her wrist and tugged her into a warm welcoming embrace full of empathy. Gale was crying himself, he had just lost his best friend and they hadn’t even had time to really mourn. Just head straight into a fight to not die themself. While Gale and Karlach held eachother close they heard the quiet taps of paws on the cold stone floor, getting closer to them but then stopping a few feet away. A high pitched whine was all they heard and they knew it was Scratch who has found Tav’s dead, lifeless body on the floor laying in his own still warm blood with his eyes looking empty and into the nothingness. Scratch sat next to Tav and tried to wake him up with nudging his arm with his wet nose, but Tav didn’t move at all. Another whine left Scratches mouth. Karlach and Gale looked at eachother before they took another look at Tav and then at their other friend.  

Astarion was feeling like he was drowning, even though he didn’t even need to breath as Vampire Spawn. But it still felt like he was underwater, being dragged under the surface by some invisible monster. He knew he could move and all, Scratch had helped him after all and Cazador was dead now too, so the magic was gone and he could move and wasn’t dragged underwater by any monster. His eyes felt weirdly wet and his cheeks too, he was crying. Astarion had not cried in so long. He never found himself caring, loving someone so much in the last 200 years. He never cried but now here he was, his legs carrying him to his long passed lover and breaking down next to Tav. Hid eyes never stopped the salty tears and he could care less when he started whimpering and moaning in complete misery and pain. His hands shook as he tried to hold Tav’s hand in his and give it a soft, gentle kiss like he does so often when they spent the night together in his tennt, reading books or just talking. It felt unreal to him, seeing the strongest person he knew lie there, cold and without any life in them. His other hand creeped up Tav’s face to gently cup his cheek and caress it with his fingers. He cried and mumbled how it wasn’t fair this had happened. Whispered little nothings into the silence of the dungeon about how he was going to spent his eternity with Tav somehow. It was devestating to watch, even more so to hear and listen to Astarion talk to Tav as if he was still alive and could answer him.  

And the worst part was the little star necklace he had given Tav that he now held in his trembling hands. A little star pendant was on the silvery chain. It should remind Tav of him and make him feel like a part of Astarion is always with him. It was a joke first, after Tav found out his anme meant little star and hestarted nicknaming him Star instead of Astarion. It turned into something so much more and meaningful to both of them amd here they were. The twinkle of his star was gone. 

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[sharkboywrites]

You could do Guzman (Pokémon) x teen! Little brother figure male Reader platónic plis (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

Guzma With a Little Brother Figure

A/N: Oh my god this is my first request and also my first time writing a Pokémon fic I'm so excited, I hope this lives up what you were hoping :) (although I have to be honest I never actually finished sun and moon)

Male reader (teen), platonic

So let's get the one obvious thing out of the way, which is that Guzma is really bad at emotions

If he really does care about someone, he's not very affectionate, but he shows it in other ways

That new hoodie he gave you? It was cheap and thought it would suit you, don't think too much into it (do, actually)

He bought you an ice cream? It was especially hot in Alola that day, he can't have you fainting on him

it's likely that he found you just like very other kid in team skull that he indirectly adopted, but something about you was probably different to make him see you as a little brother

The most likely option is that you were less aggressive than literally every other kid on team skull

Every other kid in team skull runs head first into trouble without his permission and comes crying to him about how they lost a battle, which annoys him to no end

At least you're a little smarter to not do that

If you do end up getting into trouble, he gets mad

Not at you but whoever tried to start trouble with you. Who has the AUDACITY to try and fight his totally-not-little-brother

He'll even send out his golisopod to intimidate anyone else around and make sure no one tries to mess with you again

Listen he knows what it's like to be bullied and there is no way he's letting it happen to you

If you left your family like I'm assuming most kids in team skull did, then he'll feel sad for you

I mean he feels sad for every kid in that situation but especially for you because he's closer with you

Even though he's not the best at comforting, he'll listen to you talk about your problems and what's going on at home

You've got a sucky family? Well good news now you have over about twenty brothers and sisters who are all there for you (plus Plumeria who makes sure that you're actually being taken care of)

Are you a trans dude? Well more good news, you've got the most affirming guy behind your back (let's be real most team skull kids give off the vibe they're trans)

He'll even give you clothing tips/get you to dress like him. It may not be the best look but it works and is very gender affirming

In general if Guzma is now your older brother, now you have a whole family in team skull

If you don't wanna go home, then welcome to the shady house

It may not be the best place to live, but Guzma makes sure that you're comfortable. he makes sure that you've got food, water, a place to sleep, and a roof over your head

You've gotta be a whole other level of stupid if you think he'll just leave you to fend for yourself

Guzma might not be the best caretaker or the best person in general, but he cares about you, and he's not gonna let anything happen to his little brother

I stayed up way later than I usually do to write this just because I was so excited and I love Guzma with all my heart, ty for reading and have a nice day :)

#sharkboywrites #pokemon x reader #pokemon x male reader #male reader #platonic #platonic x reader #platonic fanfiction #guzma pokemon #guzma #guzma x reader platonic #pokemon fanfiction #pokemon fanfic #sun and moon #pokemon sun and moon #gn reader #trans reader #trans masc reader #masc reader #pokemon

[britany1997]

May I...request T4T David x male reader?

Okey my crossed out T4T joke aside, can I request a trans male reader x David?

Just something soft, I just want soft swooning David calling reader a handsome boy and good boy, I just mmmmm it would be soooooooooooooo good, like little dysphoria blues, helped with David calling reader a handsome fella ahhhhhhhhh that's all!!!!!

His Favorite Boy

Of course I can write this for you friend!!! Hope you love it🥰🥰🥰

David x Trans Masc Reader

Pre-read by my super cool guy friend @cryptic-michael :) happy pride month to all of my adopted brothers I adore you all💕

Warnings: transphobic parent, dysphoria, angst to fluff

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You stomped into your room, slamming the door shut and locking it as you crumpled onto your bed, your head in your hands.

You groaned, standing up to stare into your mirror. You ran your hand through your newly cut hair, before crossing your arms over your chest.

You knew in your heart that your mom loved you, that she surely meant well. But she never listened.

You heart clenched in your chest as you thought back to a few hours ago when you’d been grocery shopping together. It’d been a rare moment of peace for you, when she wasn’t trying to explain away who you were.

But it all came crashing down when you ran into one of her co-workers.

God you wished you could go back in time and tell yourself to run off, make up a flimsy excuse so you could have avoided what happened next.

Your mom had chatted with her co-worker a bit, before introducing you as her daughter.

But you weren’t. You weren’t her daughter. You weren’t a girl. You’d never been a girl. You were her son.

You stayed silent until you climbed into the car with her. You explained for the millionth time how her words made you feel, how it cut deeper than any knife that she couldn’t see you for who you were.

She rolled her eyes, insisting that you were making a big deal out of nothing.

But it wasn’t nothing. It was everything. You knew she’d be upset if you started calling her your dad. You were a boy and she knew that. Her ignorance, her refusal to understand, it tore you up inside.

While you fell deeper into your own thoughts, you heard a tapping at your window.

Your frown turned up into a smile as you shook your head, prying open the window for your boyfriend.

“I’ve got a front door you know,” you reminded him.

“Yeah well I’ve got a mirror,” David shot back.

Your brow furrowed in confusion.

“Oh sorry,” he smirked, “I thought we were naming things we’d never use.”

You smiled at his joke but he could tell it was strained.

“What’s wrong babe?” he asked, “usually you can’t resist my wit and devilish charms.”

You snorted at his attempt to cheer you up, but you still weren’t feeling like yourself. You faked a smile as your arms wrapped around your chest, hugging yourself.

David came to your side, concern spread all over his face. “Hey, sweet boy, what’s wrong?” he whispered as his hands slid over yours, holding you against him.

Your heart leapt in your chest at his words. You breathed a sigh before turning your head towards him till the two of you were practically nose to nose.

“I don’t really…” you paused, “I don’t want to talk about it, can you just…look?”

David knew what you meant. He nodded as he combed through your memories, searching for the cause of your pained mood.

When he came across the scene from earlier, David cringed. He moved the two of you back to your bed until you were sitting in his lap. His hand moved up and down on your back, attempting to comfort you.

After awhile David finally broke the silence, “your mom’s a dick.”

Your eyes widened, “what?”

“You heard me. Your mom’s a dick. And blind too.”

David placed a finger under your chin and tilted your face up so he could look into your eyes.

“You. Are. A. Boy.” he told you, punctuating each word.

“And a handsome one at that,” he smiled as a red flush found its way onto your cheeks.

“You’re my boyfriend, my perfect, good, boy.” he reassured you.

“I love you for who you are, for who you’ve always been,” he caressed your cheek, “I’m happy to remind your mother that she has a son. A smart, kind, and dangerously attractive son, who she should be proud of.”

You couldn’t stop tears from rolling down your cheeks as he praised you for who you were.

David kissed your forehead softly, brushing hair away from your face. “Look so good with this new haircut too.”

You beamed, “you noticed?”

David scoffed dramatically, “of course I did! I’m completely obsessed with you handsome,” he smirked, “if you didn’t know.”

You blushed once more, “thank you.”

David sighed, taking your hand in his and rubbing the pad of his thumb across the back of it. “You’ll never need to thank me for that.”

He kissed your cheek, “now let’s go have a quick conversation with your mom,” you watched as his eyes flashed yellow.

You rolled your eyes affectionately, confident he’d always have your back, “no dropping fang, I mean it.”

David draped a hand across his forehead melodramatically as he sighed, “fine, but only for you my sweet boy.”

He took your hand in his as you descended the stairs together.

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[cemeteryry]

Hi thank you for answering! So I wanted to request smut for Miguel with Trans masc reader who is on T, after taking the shot they are specially horny and get caught touching themselves by Miguel. If you feel uncomfy with anything, feel free to just drop it. Thank you very much 💚

i love this idea so much, i hope you enjoy!!

note: i hope everything is okay in here! i haven't written for a trans masc reader yet (even though I'm trans masc myself ...), so this was a first. please feel free to leave any suggestions, I'm open to any constructive criticism :)

caught in the act [miguel o'hara x male reader] (nsfw)

cw/includes: mention of getting a shot, getting caught masturbating, biting, slow turned rough sex, use of baby boy, pretty boy, etc., unprotected sex, afab terms

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you had just taken your testosterone shot.

feeling good about yourself, you lay back on your bed. you stared at the ceiling and your mind began to wander from being proud of yourself for how far you've come to.. other things.

you couldn't help but think of miguel. everything about him was so attractive, from his build to the way he smiled (when he wasn't being a grump). but, what you probably found most attractive about him was his fangs. you so badly wanted him to dig his sharp canines into your neck.

the thought of all this was too much, you could feel yourself growing wetter and wetter the longer you fantasized about him. you closed your eyes and slid your hand under your boxers. you began circling a finger on your clit before dipping that finger inside of yourself. you were so wet just from the thought of him, you needed him, needed him inside you.

you stuck a second finger inside and slammed into yourself, aching for him to be the one to slam into you. moans growing louder, you began whimpering his name, "miguel.. please, i need you.."

you were so caught up in your activities you didn't even hear your bedroom door open. it wasn't until you heard a familiar voice that you finally opened your eyes.

"well.. isn't this a sight?" he purred, "you sounded so pretty, i just had to come to see for myself what was going on."

"fuck, i'm sorry, i didn't mean for you to see this, i had no idea that you'd be here, god this is so embarrassing i-"

he cut you off by nearly pouncing on you, now above you. "do you have any idea.. how good you sounded? how good you look?" he whispered into your ear. he spread your legs and rested in between them as he kissed your neck, resulting in a whimper from you. he took this as a sign of encouragement and began teasing the sensitive skin with his fangs. teasing your neck turned into him biting it, drawing blood, which led to you moaning his name out loud.

"fuck, miguel!" you yelled. it hurt but he'd lick over the recently bitten skin, attempting to soothe it somewhat.

he dipped a hand into your pants and began touching you while he nipped at your neck. he coated his fingers in your wetness before sliding three fingers inside, causing you to yelp from the large intrusion. he pulled away from your neck, looking down at you, "oh baby boy, too much for you?"

"please.. please, miguel, i need more.. i need you," you begged.

he smirked, "how could i say no to that, pretty boy?" he made quick work of pulling off his clothes and yours. before you knew it, you were fully naked before the man in front of you.

he drank in the sight of you, appreciating every feature and angle. "god.. you've got to be the most gorgeous guy out there.." he whispered.

he spread your legs open and pulled you closer to him by your thighs. he angled himself, then slid inside of you, savoring the first few moments of being inside you. he bottomed out and groaned, letting his head fall to your shoulder. "mi vida.. you feel incredible."

slowly, he began to move, taking his time. but, that didn't last long. his desperation for you got to him and he lost control. he was pounding into you relentlessly, making you cry out.

"fucking hell! i.. i can't.. it's too much, too much.." you whimpered, tears welling in your eyes.

he shushes you, "you can and you will, be a good boy for me, yeah?"

it's the use of "good boy" and you can feel your climax coming. you throw your head back and let him use your body.

his movements begin to grow sloppy and erratic. you can tell he's getting close. he looks as you, "fuck.. i'm almost there, where do you want it, mi amor?"

your eyes meet his as you bring your head back up, "in.. inside!" you could barely speak, let alone even think.

he gave a few last hard thrusts and then he was cumming inside you, leaving you full with his load. that's all it took to send you over the edge. you groaned and so did he as you two orgasmed together. he stayed there for a minute, coming down from the high.

you let out one last moan as you felt him finally pull out, along with his seed leaking out of you. miguel collapses onto the bed next to you, letting out a heavy sigh. he shifts onto his side, facing you. he smiles as he looks at you, "you have no idea how badly i needed that.. you felt heavenly, cariño," he praises.

"we need to do this more often," you say, breathless. he nods his head in agreement.

he gives you a smirk before sliding a hand in between your thighs, then inserting a finger inside you. he moves it a bit inside you, then takes it out. he brings the finger up to his mouth and sucks on it, tasting your combined fluids. feeling proud, he explains, "just had to taste us, my dear."

you look at him, mouth agape, arousal pooling in your stomach once again, "you better be ready for round two, mister."

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[selfindulgentpixies]

MDNI || Gojo x transmasc!reader

Don’t think about how Satoru calls you a good boy as he fucks into you. Don’t think about how he uses one large hand to pull you back from hiding your face in his neck. Don’t think about how he breathes out a “There you are, handsome,” as he gives you a lazy grin with his hair clinging to his slightly sweaty forehead, his cheeks flushed-

Oh you thought about it? Yeah me too.

#gojo x reader #satoru gojo x reader #gojo x male reader #trans masc reader #jjk x male reader #jjk x trans masc reader #guess i’m writing a bit now #not sure how much though

[descendantofthesparrow]

Commission work - The Sea Four - poly! Sea three x Reader

Notes; Reader is trans masc (has had top surgery, no bottom surgery-is on T)- non-bio kid of Hades (more apprentice kinda thing with Hades seeing reader as his son cuz reasons), poly ship with Uma, Harry, and Gil.

THIS IS A LONG BOI; ENDED UP WITH 55 PAGES AND 17580 WORDS

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What was originally supposed to be a normal day on the isle, aka running errands for your boss-kinda father figure; Hades. Had turned into something completely different, you had just been heading back to Hades lair when your boyfriend, Harry Hook; came racing up to you, his eyes alight with mischief and near bloodlust.

“(y/n), darlin’, love, firelight, babe-“ you turned, covering the blabbering pirates mouth with your hand, raising your brow at him. “What?” you said with a low sigh, licking your lips as Harry pried off your hand and got into your face, his hook caressing your jaw. “Guess who’s on tha’ isle~” Harry purred, his eyes flashing a slight red and you knew it could only be one person that would make him react this way.

“The dragon bitch is back?” you asked, voice turning dark and sinister, a sadistic smirk growing on your face. Harry just giggled, his hand moving from yours to rest on your shoulder, almost bouncing in place “aye~ and Uma ‘as a plan, she told me ta come get ye” you hummed and nodded, taking Harry's hook from your jaw and shaking it about.

“I’ll be there in an hour, gotta drop the last of the supplies at Hades place” Harry huffed but nodded, grabbing your head and kissing your cheek, rubbing the shaved hair on your head before he bolted off, cackling as you tried to swipe at him for doing that. “Dork” you muttered fondly, shaking your head at your not all, there-there, boyfriend.

Then again, your other boyfriend wasn’t all, there-there either. Gil wasn’t exactly known for his brains, unlike Harry who liked to act kinda stupid to make people underestimate him. The thought made you snort, both your boyfriends were a bit-stupid-mostly on purpose, while you and your girlfriend held the brain cells most of the time.

Well, considering Uma was captain, it was kinda a requirement for her to have the brain cells, though once in a while she let Harry have a turn with it, which led to…sometimes very explosive ideas from him. you chuckled as one of those ideas came to mind, taking out your key to Hades lair and unlocking the front gate, pulling opening the creaking iron gates and stepping inside, spinning on your heel to close and relock the gates before descending into the tunnels, blue lights flashing overhead to illuminate the abandoned mineshaft.

Soon you made it to Hades lair, setting the hefty bag full of food on the floor “Got your stuff” you muttered, spinning on your heel to leave as soon as you could to help Uma plan for revenge when you heard Hades whistle, pointing at you as you turned to face him slowly “c’mere kid” Hades muttered, sitting up properly in his minecart seat and gesturing for you to come closer.

You sighed, stepped up onto his little platform, and crossed your arms “What’s got you in a rush?” Hades asked; a slightly teasing tone to his voice “Got a hot date with your pirates?” you didn’t hesitate to answer his question truthfully “Mal’s back on the isle”

Hades just stared at you, and you could tell he really didn’t care that his biological kid was back on the isle “And Uma wants me to help plan revenge, something about fairy pie” Hades hummed, leaning back in his chair and examining his nails. “Alright, have fun, don’t kill her” you snorted with a nod, knowing Uma had too much planned to kill Mal, saluting him as you turned and left the lair; beelining it to the chip shop.

You let out a cough as you burst into the chip shop, feeling a strong set of arms catching you as you tried to jump down the steps to the main floor “hi Gilly” you grunted as Gil laughed loudly, carrying you over to the main table and setting you down, standing behind you as Uma raced about the shop; trying to keep up with her work while also trying to plan for her revenge against Mal.

Soon enough Uma was finally able to sit down, you, Harry, and Gil surrounding her as she went over the several plans within her mind; one of which Harry wasn’t all too keen to “Wait?!” Harry screeched, slamming his hands on the table, staring wide-eyed at Uma “wait?!?! Why would we wait?! She’s righ’ there, ripe fer the pickin’ and ye want ta wait!!?!”

“She’ll expect us to go after her right away, if we wait, she lets her guard down, if we wait; she makes a stupid move, and then we strike, (y/n) you still got that bleach from doing your hair?” Uma asked you, reaching over and grabbing your arm gently, and you nodded, spinning your turquoise tentacle ring that sat on your left pointer finger. “Good, we’re fucking up her new do” Uma gestured faintly to her hair; which even after seven years still faintly smelled of rotten shrimp, which Uma hated even if Harry adored it since she smelled like the ocean.

Gil snickered at the thought, then gasped “Oh! We can egg her too!” Uma pointed at Gil, an evil smirk on her lips “tha’tta boy Gil, your plan you supply, go get some eggs” Gil nodded, kissing your cheek before he turned and bolted out of the chip shop to go prepare for his part of the ‘humiliate Mal’ plan.

Uma pulled Harry back to the table, holding his wrist as he pouted down at her “I know, I know, just wait; wicked things come to those who wait, and I mean that in both ways” Uma muttered out and Harry licked his lips, glancing up at you with hungry eyes. You smirked, crossing your arms and sitting down next to Uma as she continued to plan.

Only twenty minutes later, Gil burst back into the chip shop, bag full of eggs and eyes sparkling with opportunity “KING BEN’S ON THE ISLE!” Uma stood so fast her chair clattered to the floor, the crew and the customers all staring at him with wide unbelieving eyes “Evie, Carlos, and Jay too! They’re all here! Saw em at the market, Evie tried to dress ‘im up but even I could see through that in a second! He wasn’t even wearing a different color! And he had his symbol!” Gil laughed, waving his hands about as he rambled; walking closer to Uma whose eyes sparked with a new plan for freedom. “I mean-how thick could ya get?”

Uma covered his mouth, her other making a shushing gesture then she turned to Harry “You know what I’m thinkin’, go” Harry grinned, that feral one that sent everyone but you, Gil, and Uma running; and nodded, pressing a hard kiss to Uma’s cheek then grabbing your hand, barking for Gonzo and Bonnie to follow as you all went to go kidnap king Ben.

Harry would not stop giggling as you got closer to the rotten fours hideout, and you could hear the traitors talking as you slowed to a stop at the end of the alleyway. “What now?” Gonzo asked as Bonnie rested her chin on your shoulder to get a better look at the three vks that sat at the bottom of the stairs, squinting as your earring reflected in her eyes.

“We wait,” you said simply, holding Harry’s shoulder as he almost tipped forward in his excitement “from what I’ve seen, Ben is…naive, about the isle, and if they dressed him in his colors and symbol, he’s gonna walk off on his own” you muttered and Harry giggled again, his eyes flashing red within the darkness of the alleyway.

And just as you predicted, Ben came slumping down the alleyway, looking very rejected and sad “idiot” you muttered, watching as Gonzo and Bonnie grabbed him and easily tied him down, the two laughing quietly with Harry as Ben was gagged. “Welcome ta tha’ isle yer majesty~” Harry purred, kneeling to get in the horrified Ben’s face, that snappy smile on his lips before he stood and turned to walk down the alley, reaching back and grabbing your hand so you could make sure the vks got the message.

“Ben…BEN!” Evie called out desperately for the king, the three traitors taking a sigh of relief as they saw Harry, who they thought was Ben, get closer “Ben don’t scare us like that!” Carlos took a wide step back when “Ben’s” shadow split into two, and they stepped into the light, one wearing a maniacal grin and the other looking almost bored, their (e/c) eyes gleaming almost yellow under the burning alley lights.

“Don’t scare ye~? that’s our specialty ~” Harry purred, tilting his head just so as Evie curled her lip, Jay getting into Harry’s face “Harry,” Evie breathed out, Harry leaning towards her with a smirk, but only just so as Jay snarled at him “What did you do with Ben!?”

Harry furrowed his brows, as if he didn’t know what they were talking about! Then he gasped, turning back to point down the alleyway “oh! We uh, nicked him~!” Harry hummed a bit, his grin sharp as he turned back to the traitors, Carlos keeping his eyes on you as you absentmindedly flipped a blade between your fingers. “yeah, um, and if ye want’ta see ‘im again, aaa’ve Mal come to tha’ chip shop tonight~” his voice went serious and he made a gesture that made it clear that if Mal didn’t do as asked, Ben was toast “Alone.”

“Uma wants,” your voice interjected now, a small sing-song tone to it as you smirked at Evie, who was probably the only other person in the group to know why your being here would piss Mal off “a little visit~” Harry giggled a bit, turning to Jay who was glaring at him “aww, Jay~” He gave Jay a once over, pouting a bit at the ex-thief “Seems like ye lost yer touch~” Jay tried to jump Harry only for Evie to hold him back, and you quickly held the back of Harry’s neck to tell him to calm it down before any of you got into a scuffle.

Harry just giggled, turning to Carlos and barking like a dog, hoping to scare the younger vk but Carlos just stared at him, clearly over his phobia of dogs. Harry hummed, turning on his heel and starting to whistle, your hand going from his neck to his shoulder as the traitors stared after you; before Jay started to climb the side of the warehouse to tell Mal the bad news.

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“Message delivered” you announced as you entered the chip shop, Harry helping Gonzo and Bonnie get the king nice and comfortable in the brig as you informed Uma of the successful kidnapping. “Mal will probably be here soon” Uma hummed, sliding another order onto a table, to which the pirate said it was wrong but silenced themselves with a glare from you. “Good” Uma muttered, waving you off “Go make sure Harry isn’t torturing him, we both know he goes off the rails when he’s excited” you hummed with a nod, and walked off, grabbing the back of Harry’s neck as you walked up behind him, stopping him mid-sentence as he was taunting Ben.

“Don’t spoil the fun darling” you whispered in his ear, smirking as you felt a shiver go down his spine starting from his neck. “C’mon, let his majesty get some rest, he’ll need it for tomorrow” you muttered, mock bowing to Ben and taking Harry to the captain's quarters, where Gil was already waiting at the edge of the bed, happily indulging in some of the rare candies the isle got that Uma kept in a locked drawer in her room.

“Hi! How was the kidnapping!” Gil asked, crossing his legs on the bed as Harry went to join him. You leaned back as Harry’s boots went flying across the room as he kicked them off; chuckling as he flopped on top of Gil, laying heavily on the just larger teen. “Hi!”

“Hi,” Harry muttered back to Gil, snuggling into Gil’s neck, and relaxing into Gil’s arms as he wrapped them around Harry “Uma will be here soon” you announced as you picked up the boy’s boots, setting them near the door “She just needs to make the deal with Mal” Harry and Gil hummed, sharing a look before slowly getting up and walking towards you as silently as they could.

“You grab my hips, I toss your ass onto the bed,” you said almost too calmly as Harry's hands hovered above your body, groaning as you didn’t even turn around to stare at him. “Gil same to you” Gil pouted, taking his hands back from your torso as you walked away from them, sitting in the captain's chair to take off your boots “You know the rules, we wait for the captain.”

Harry let out a grumbling whine as Gil sighed and went back to the bed, going back to the rare candy as Harry slumped over to you, half hanging off your shoulders as you sat up in Uma’s chair, glazing over the papers on her desk before standing and half dragging Harry back to the bed, where you sat down and let out a cough as Harry practically sat on your lap.

“Bit heavy my dear” you muttered, running one of your hands up his leg, smirking as he hummed happily, Gil looking a bit left out before your other hand rested on his thigh. “But we wait” Harry groaned, falling back till his torso rested next to your hips and his hands trailed up your arm that now was on the bed holding you up as your other hand tapped Gil’s thigh.

Gil rambled on about what real candy would taste like when you all got off the isle, about how the ocean would smell, about anything that came to his mind while you waited for the captain. You and Harry listened in intently, and at some point, you laid down with Harry, his head resting on your shoulder as you trailed your fingers up Gil’s broad back.

Soon-Uma entered, looking triumphant. “Did ye do it!?” Harry gasped, sitting up with his legs on either side of your left thigh. “Did ye behead the pixie~!?” Uma hummed, walking right up to Harry and cupping his face, smirking as he leaned into her hands “No, not yet but~” she turned to you, her eyes flashing with victory “it’s the wand for the crown~ tomorrow, at noon-sharp-Mal will bring us the wand in exchange for the king. We will be free~!”

Gil cheered as Harry whooped, throwing his hands up as Uma laughed, throwing her head back as you smirked, your hand resting on Harry’s hip. “Congratulations captain, a job well done as always” you whispered, smirking as she rested her hands on your knees and leaned towards you, a…spicy, smirk on her lips. “All thanks to you, my boys” she whispered, turning towards Harry as he leaned into her space, Gil doing the same; wanting attention just like Harry.

“Shall we celebrate?” you purred, lifting your leg just enough to rub your knee into Harry’s crotch, smirking as he whined a bit, a pink flush already taking over his cheeks as Uma laughed, taking his jaw and staring into his half-lidded eyes, watching as Harry’s hips rocked against your leg. “We shall” Uma purred, kissing Harry deeply as you happily watched the show, Gil doing the same as Harry whimpered and groaned into Uma’s mouth, your leg rubbing up against the hardness growing in Harry’s pants.

Uma pulled away from Harry’s lips, rubbing her thumb on his bottom lip which was stained with her lipstick “Strip” she commanded, her eyes glazing across the three of you as she stepped back, sitting down in her chair to watch the show as you obeyed, Harry almost tripping over himself as he ripped off his jacket and shirt, getting caught in his belts as you slid off your jacket.

“Dork” you muttered, taking off your shirt and then helping Harry get out of his, rolling your eyes as he grinned sheepishly at you “See what happens when you rush? You get all caught up” you muttered, huffing as you felt his hands on your chest, his thumbs rubbing the scars beneath your pecs. He wasn’t listening to you at all, just looking at you, his eyes as soft as his soul. “My beautiful god” Harry whispered before kissing you, and you melted into him, Uma’s warms wrapping around your waist as Gil went to Harry, kissing the nape of Harry's neck as Harry and Uma explored your torso.

You huffed again as Uma’s hand dipped into your pants, her fingers trailing over your hardened T-dick. “Uma” you whispered, falling back into her arms as she hummed, resting her chin on your shoulder as she watched Gil copy her actions to Harry, Harry’s face flushed dark red as Gil rubbed the head of Harry’s dick.

“Gil, you get Harry, (y/n), you get Harry and I~” Uma said as she sank her teeth into your shoulder, sending a shiver down your spine as Harry gasped, tipping back into Gil’s arms as Gil rubbed his thumb across the slit of Harry’s head. “A-aye cap-mmm~” Harry tried to say, his knees buckling as Gil set a good-sized hickey into the crook of Harry’s shoulder.

“Gladly” you muttered, grabbing Uma’s hand and tossing her into the bed, smirking as she gasped “but as the captain, I think you should be the one receiving, not giving; for all your hard work” you looked back at the boys, Harry desperately gripping onto Gil’s arms as Gil looked up at you, his eyes flashing with hunger “Don’t you think?”

The two nodded and Gil went back to work on Harry, pulling his pants and underwear off as you turned back to Uma, placing gentle kisses on her jaw and down her neck, your free hand popping open her corset and caressing her hip “Just let us do the work tonight, okay?”

“Okay,” Uma breathed, moaning into your mouth as you kissed her, lifting her hips to help you remove her underskirt as Harry flopped on the bed next to Uma, both breathing heavily as you and Gil pulled away.

“Fuck yes” Harry panted, turning and leaning into Uma, taking her cheeks and kissing her as Gil went to work on Harry, his eyes glancing at you as you spread open Uma’s legs and licked your lips. “Bon Appetit (y/n)” Gil joked, holding back a laugh as Uma let out a long moan into Harry’s mouth.

“Fuck!”

-

You stood at the gangplank, Gil high above in the crow's nest on lookout, while Uma and Harry taunted the king, all four of you had a bit of a pep in your step. One that only a few of the crew understood, the others just thought you were all hyped for your freedom, which you were.

Soon enough Harry was pacing the deck behind you, keeping his eyes on the king and Uma as they talked, his hook brushing against the small of your back every once in a while “stop that you’re going to run the wood through” you muttered, and Harry scoffed, sniffing a bit as he turned on his heel once again.

“Harry!” Uma called for the first mate and he practically skipped over, all too happy to finally hook the king. Soon, about twenty-five minutes later, Mal and her little friends came out from the tunnel, a girl you knew wasn’t a vk following close behind.

“Hey, guys!” Gil called from above, an eager grin on his face “they’re here!” the crew laughed, leering at Mal as she walked up to the other side of the gangplank, her vivid green eyes glaring into yours, a hint of poison swimming within them. You smirked, knowing why she was staring at you in such a hateful way.

Some would say Mal hated you more than she did Uma, and she hated Uma a lot.

“Welcome!” Harry’s voice echoed behind you, pushing the king towards the gangplank as he threw his arms out in a very dramatic pose, bowing out as Uma laughed, stepping into the limelight as you grinned at Mal, following after Harry to make sure he didn’t do anything rash as Uma took command of Mal’s attention. “Finally!”

“let’s get this party started shall we?” Uma purred, rubbing her hands together as mal huffed, taking the wand from Carlos and meeting Uma in the middle of the gangplank. “Wand for the crown dragon breath, or your little king is going down” Harry cackled from his spot at the gangplank, pushing Ben till he was practically tip-toeing off the edge.

Mal just huffed, as if she was more annoyed by the whole situation rather than worried for her, apparently, ex-boyfriend. Mal stepped forward to hand Uma the wand, but Uma simply narrowed her eyes and held her hand up “Hold up…too easy,” Mal dared to look offended “Why don’t you give it a test drive?”

You grinned at the look of clear panic on Mal’s face “We wanna see it work~” the pirates all cheered at Uma’s words and commanded Mal to give the wand a whirl, Uma looking over her shoulder at you to give you a feral grin. Mal was fumbling, she didn’t expect Uma to ask for an example and Mal hasn’t as hard to read as she thought she was.

“What’s wrong Malsy?” you purred, coping Harry’s sharp yet lazy smile as she glared at you, not happy to hear your voice “Can’t produce any spells for us? Something wrong with the wand~?”

Mal just huffed, turning on her heel to face her friends, Carlos subtly nodding at the dog that had suddenly appeared on the docks. You narrowed your eyes, licking your lips as Gil walked up behind you, resting his head on your shoulder as you glanced between Mal and the dog. “oh, and nothing too big or else Ben’s shark bait~” Uma said, her voice serious yet teasing as Harry giggled, hanging Ben over the plank while Mal glared at Uma.

Mal huffed again, turning to the dog again “Although it seems absurd/turn your bark into a word!” Mal flourished the wand, but nothing came from it, nor did anything physical happen to the dog. Your eyes narrowed, the fairy godmother's magic was one of the only magics to exist behind the barrier, a safety precaution or some bullshit like that.

So why was there no magic, if Mal had in fact brought the real fairy godmother's wand?

Something was up. You had never trusted Mal, and honestly, you didn’t trust her to keep up her end of the deal even if it mean her little boyfriend's life was on the line. You came back to reality as Uma commanded Harry to bring Ben over, Harry looking a bit disappointed at the fact that he wouldn’t be sending Ben to swim with the sharks as he dragged the king over to the gangplank.

Ben was forced to his knees, making you and Uma coo as Mal gasped at Harry roughhousing the king. Uma held out her hand, demanding the wand, Mal mirrored her, demanding Ben. Uma just licked the inside of her upper lip and nodded at Harry, keeping her eyes on Mal “Cut ‘em loose Harry”

Harry glanced between Uma and Mal, groaning about how he never got to have any fun as he sliced the rope binding Ben’s ankles and wrists. Ben quickly grabbed Mal’s arm, Uma stopping him from moving any further as Mal handed over the wand. With a grin from Uma and a sneer from Mal; the wand was yours.

“Yes!” Uma cackled, spinning around to run into the middle of the crew, you and Harry staying back slightly to keep anyone from taking the wand back. Your eyes narrowed as the vks rushed to get back to the tunnel, Mal having to push Ben back since he kept trying to get the wand back. Something was up, no one, not even Mal would give THE fairy godmother’s wand up that easily.

“Okay okay okay,” Uma hushed the crew, pointing the wand to the sky, her trapped magic humming as she hurriedly spoke an incantation to set the isle and its children free “by the power of the sea, tear it down and set us free!” the crew cheered, Harry’s eyes bright with hope that died out as nothing happened.

Uma’s nose twitched, examining the wand closely before realizing what had happened “NO!” Uma screeched, snapping the plastic wand over her knee “YOU DO NOT GET TO WIN EVERY TIME!” Ben’s eyes widened at the easy break of the wand, suddenly realizing the same as Uma as you and Garry glared at the vks, mostly Mal. “GET THEM!”

You drew your sword, yelping as smoke suddenly enveloped the ship; you squinted, seeing Carlos through the smoke as he launched smoke bombs at the crew. “The one-time Mal plans ahead” you muttered, cracking your neck and stepping through the smoke, walking right towards Mal; glaring at the smug-looking girl.

You rushed her, chuckling as she nearly immediately bucked under the pressure of your blade. “c’mon Malsy, didn’t you say you could beat me under a table? What was that, seven months ago?” you taunted, easily blocking her weak blows, she had no idea how to use a sword. She was much better using her fists and knives, and even then-she always had Jay do her dirty work.

You quickly and easily backed her into the dock railings; using your sword and arm to block her in, pressing her down against the railing. “what’cha gonna do now mini-Mali~” you purred, using Hades lil ‘nickname’ for Mal, her eyes flashed green-rage flooding through her veins at that name; she hated being compared to her mother. She let out a scream, kicking you in the gut.

You stumbled back, coughing a bit as you held your lower stomach, shaking your head to regain your senses as Mal ran off. She was little, but man her boots packed a punch. “lil brat” you muttered, regripping your blade and running off after the purple imp. you ended up running into Jay as he was going to meet Harry on the upper dock; it was a short clash, because you knew Harry wanted a proper fight with the son of Jafar, so you quickly spun around and fought the Asian Auradon girl.

“And you are?” you asked twisting your blade around to pin hers to the docks. She smiled, a bit too nicely “Lonnie~! Mulan and Shang’s daughter.” you grinned, chuckling as she easily unpinned her sword and swung at you “cool, honestly they’re my favorite of you Auradon bores.” Lonnie let out a small ‘aww’; holding her hand to her chest “Thank you~! I’ll let them know”

You nodded, bowing a bit before you both delved back into the fight; you swiped above her head, smirking as she skillfully dropped down and twisted on her feet in an attempt to knock you over. You leaped back, redirected a stab to your thigh, and grabbed her wrist, tugging her up and around to the other end of the docks.

After a few more swings and jabs, you had her nearly pinned to the dock rails; you wouldn’t kill her-that honestly wasn’t your style, but as you were about to knock her out-you felt a sharp-blinding pain going from your right shoulder to your left hip.

“FUCK!” You screamed out, feeling heat blooming across your back as your legs buckled. “oh shit” you heard someone mutter from behind you. You turned, seeing Jay with blood on his sword, and his face pale. “oh shit!”

“(y/n)!” you heard Gil yell out, he shoved Ben away, sending the king flying back as he bolted towards you; Lonnie and Jay quickly turned on their heels and ran away from you. His hands caught your arm as you sunk to your knees, feeling a wet heat consume your back and soak into your clothes. Jay had sliced open your back.

“fuck fuck fuck” Gil muttered under his breath, the battle behind him continuing on as the crew attempted to either get the king back, or take the core four down. You grit your teeth as Gil carefully pushed your shirt and jacket up, wincing as he saw the extent of the injury. “Man that’s deep” he muttered, flicking your elbow as you wheezed out a small ‘that’s what she said’.

“Dammit, nothing I can do right now” Gil muttered, hovering his hands over the long and open wound “Stay here, I-I need to go get Uma” he muttered, getting to his feet and grabbing his sword, running towards the battle as you adjusted yourself slowly to sit down properly, wincing as pain flared down your back and shoulders.

Soon purple smoke exploded up on the docks near the tunnel that connected to the garage-and the king disappeared, leaving the pirates confused in the smoke. Mal then kicked down the bridge and Uma screamed, pushing everyone out of the way as she raced for the other shortcut-hoping to cut Mal off.

“(y/n)!” Harry yelled out as Gil pulled him over, Gil bit his lip at Uma’s absence but he understood what she was doing and ran over to you with Harry. “fuck-I’m going ta kill him” Harry muttered darkly, taking your hands and helping you stand; his lip curling over his teeth as you cried out in pain. “that’s it, I’m carrying ye” Harry snapped, picking you up and carrying you onto the ship and into Uma’s quarters “Gil, get Des ‘n the medical pack from me room”

Gil nodded and ran back out of the room, grabbing who and what Harry asked for. You huffed and winced as Harry and Desiree cleaned and stitched up your back, nearly breaking Gil’s hand as he held it out to you in comfort. Harry kept grumbling to himself as he bandaged your back; shorting a bit as you muttered how this hurt less than when you chopped off your tits.

“Shut up” he grumbled, sitting up on his knees and kissing the side of your head, pressing his forehead against your shaved hair. “Don’t try to joke yer way out of this” you just laughed, screwing your face a bit as Harry stitched off your bandages. “that’s how I cope, let me joke through my trauma pleaseeee.” you groaned, laying pathetically on the bed as Gil and Harry stood, cleaning up the mess and going out to make sure everything outside was in order; Harry now the acting captain until Uma returned.

A few hours later, you were woken up from a very hard nap as Bonnie slammed on the door, her face peeking through the gap with a…nervous? Look. “(y/n), your dads here and he won't leave, help” she croaked before she sprinted into the room, Hades form stepping through it a moment later, which made him bend down to fit through the door.

“Hades, go away.” you groaned, mostly ignoring how Bonnie called him your dad as he stomped over to you, his platform boots making the floor creak with effort. “Also not my dad-“ Bonnie audibly snorted at that, and waved you off; sneaking out of the room as Hades stared you down. “What?” you grumbled, very much wanting to go back to sleep.

He just stared; his arms crossed like a disappointed parent. “You are not allowed to make that face” you said with a snarky smirk, pointing at his face “Stop making that face” he just deepened the look, narrowing his eyes and tightening his arms “noooooooo”

He couldn’t help the small smirk on his lips at your whining “I might not be your dad, but as your employer kinda father figure person-no bullshit till your healed. I’m putting Harry in charge of you.” You looked at him, as if he was almost stupid; but you realized Harry would actually tie you down to the very bed you lay on to make sure you didn’t do anything stupid.

He himself had zero impulse control, but hell be damned if you did anything stupid when hurt. “fineeee” you huffed out, face planting back in Uma’s pillow and waving Hades off “fine.” He stared at you for a long moment, then huffed, gently patting the back of your head and walking out’ you could hear him talking to Harry but you were already falling back asleep.

-

“she’s, gone?” you asked, carefully leaning against the headboard of Uma’s bed as Harry gave you an update on the night before-aka what happened at cotillion. Uma appeared, spelling Ben, had almost taken down the barrier, went full sea-god on everyone's ass, and then just-swam away. You knew she had a bigger plan behind her surrender, so you knew she didn’t just give up-she was looking at the bigger picture.

But as of now, she was gone-not a trace of her to be found.

Harry nodded from his spot in front of you, one of his legs tucked under the other that was gently laid across your lap; Gil was laying down behind him-staring at the wall in a near depression.

In just one day, everyone had felt the strain of Uma’s absence, she was an important person on the isle, in your relationship, and in the crew-she was a captain in more ways than one. You sighed, rubbing the back of your neck as you leaned forward, resting your elbow on your knee; wincing as your back flared with pain.

“Dammit, Jay” you grumbled, closing your eyes as you carefully stretched until the pain went away. Harry’s hand found yours, and you looked into his eyes-his pretty ocean blue eyes surrounded by black that were looking so concerned-for you. “I’m fine, it’ll be like a month before I can move without pain but-I’m fine” he just hummed, his eyes dropping down to your fingers as Gil sat up, resting his chin on Harry’s shoulder.

“Do you wanna borrow my razor (y/n)?” Gil asked, pointing at your face. You just rose your brow in confusion, reaching up to feel some scruff on your jaw. “ah, that-nah” you muttered, moving your arms in a way to make the shaving motions just-put too much strain on your back muscles “shavings gonna have ta wait, besides” you glanced at Harry, who was almost starry eyed at the idea of you having a beard-even if it was just scruff “I think Harry likes the idea”

Gil laughed, shaking his head as Harry leaned up and kissed your jaw, watching as you fondly rolled your eyes at the action. You three would be okay, a bit lonely and lost without Uma; but you would be okay.

-

Harry dyed his hair black and ripped the sleeves off all his jackets and sleeves; Harry was not okay-man went full emo. Gil had to hold him down as you fixed his shit.

-

“i-what?” Mal asked, almost offended as Hades flipped the ember between his fingers, his yellow eyes staring, almost bored, into her green ones “no-no way.”

“No dice then. You want the ember? (y/n) goes with you; god knows if you have a lick of sense with knowing how to use it.” Hades said in a near-snarky tone, a lazy smile on his lips. Mal huffed, gritting her jaw as Celia stood, pretty confused, at the top of the stairs. She knew you were closer with Hades than most-he had called you his kid before (not realizing he had, and you immediately chucked something at him if you were around to hear him call you that) but for him to bargain the ember, for your freedom?

Wasn’t really like him. Mal just stared at Hades; her eyes hard. Then she closed them, holding out her hand again “Fine. (y/n) comes with” she snapped, not happy with the idea, not happy at all.

Because-what did you have-that she didn’t?! Why would he-her biological father-chose some-random dude like you?! You were just an errand boy for Hades, why did you get special treatment?!

Why did you get the father she had wanted since she was a baby?

Mal turned on her heel as Hades placed the ember in her palm; stomping up the mine shaft stairs, Hades reminded her that if the ember got wet-it was game over.

“Noted, let’s go find (y/n)” Mal grumbled, rushing right past the mine bike and pouting down the mineshaft-Celia doing her best to keep up. It didn’t take long to find you; you were where you always were; the lost revenge. “imp” you muttered in ‘greeting’ as you finished checking up on the last of the ropes and sail anchors, turning to Mal with crossed arms, your lip curling up to give her a sneer as she stood at the other end of the gangplank; Celia right behind her-who seemed much happier to see you. “What do you want?”

“I needed the ember, and Hades told me I couldn’t have it without taking you with me off the isle” Mal grumbled, palming the ember as she glared at you; practically foaming at the mouth as you just rose your brows, pointing at the ember “But-you have it? You could’ve just easily left with it”

Mal froze for a solid five seconds, as if just realizing-yes-she could’ve just, left. And Hades wouldn’t know until after the fact. “Dammit” Mal groaned, face palming, then she shook her head “just-I keep my promises-let’s go” you stared for a moment, then blinked; furrowing your brows as Mal started to walk off, then looked back at you-wondering why you weren’t following. “Come on!”

“What do you even need the ember for? That thing is basically just a battery drainer but for magic?” you muttered, slowly following after Mal as she groaned and muttered curses beneath her breath “Audrey has the scepter, couldn’t get the wand, ember is the next best bet-end of story!” Mal yelled as you walked through the tunnel-Mal easily redirected towards the inner workings of the isle; walking through the market towards the alley where Celia took the lead, so you and Mal followed her into the arcade.

“What's (y/n) doing here?” Evie asked as she joined Mal’s side, intertwining their hands as Mal sighed, clearly wanting to pitch her nose but she had no free hands. “you got the ember?” Jay asked, keeping his eyes on you as you stood in the background-not really wanting to be there; you had first-mate shit to do.

“That's what (y/n) is doing here” Mal muttered, holding the ember tight against her thigh “Hades made a deal, (y/n) goes with us, I get the ember” Carlos, Evie, and Jay looked pretty surprised at those terms; because-Hades would willingly give up his ember to get some-errand boy-off the isle?

They all leaned sideways from behind Mal to look at you, seeing you just staring at all the arcade games, smirking as you saw one you and Harry had hacked a bit back.

“Alright then” Carlos mumbled, shaking his head as Mal asked if they got the bikes back. “the only way back is the bridge” Mal muttered laughing a bit as Evie mumbled about her comfortable heels. Jay grabbed their arms, a deep frown on his face “yeah, we need the remote to access the barrier-and-I uh, left it with my bike” Jay muttered, wincing as Mal just stared at him.

“Man, we have lost our touch” Carlos groaned, rubbing his face as Celia stepped forward, grabbing something from her bag “I lifted it off of you” Celia announced, lifting the golden barrier remote into everyone's view; Jay and Carlos lit up at the sight. Mal and Evie looked proud. “I thought it could be important, and it was-so” she handed the remote to Jay, who grinned and nodded.

“Nice” he muttered, reaching out and patting her arm; turning on his heel as Mal called for the bridge. “let’s go” Mal muttered to you, avoiding your eyes as you snorted and strut after the group.

-

“We did it, we made it!” Harry and Gil had jumped through the barrier after you, Harry grabbing your collar and planting a heated kiss on your cheek; making you laugh as Gil bounced around-before they noticed the other vks, staring at them as if they were insane.

“Hey guys~” Harry cooed, grabbing your hand and bowing a bit “we’re just comin’ for a wee visit~!” he shared a grin with Gil and started to walk forward, only to be pushed back by Carlos. you closed your eyes, huffing into your hands as the boys started to fight, Carlos and Harry shoving at each other until Carlos bumped into Mal, who had been failing to get the boys to calm down; making her drop the ember.

“No!” Mal screeched, alerting Harry of the ember's importance and he quickly kneeled and scooped the ember right out of Mal’s grip, sending the ember into the sky and over the ocean. Mal screeched out again, watching her only chance to save Auradon drop into the ocean right before her very eyes-unable to do anything about it.

You felt your heart skip a beat as a familiar turquoise-colored tentacle popped out of the waves and caught the ember, Uma rose up a second later and shook her head to give a bit of a dramatic flair to her already dramatic entrance. Uma smirked, raising the ember high in the air, taunting Mal with it “Drop something~?” Uma purred, cackling as Mal yelled for her to give it back.

“Uma!” Harry and Gil yelled out, all too happy to see her; Harry almost fell into the water to hug her if it wasn’t for your hand on his neck. Uma grinned up at them, tilting her head happily as she waved “That’s my name~”

She made eye contact with you, and winked, giggling at the flash of happiness within your eyes, your grin almost rivaling Harry’s. Uma locked eyes with Mal again, taunting her with a smirk as she curled the ember tightly between her tentacles and dove back into the water-Mal yelping out in panic; she couldn't lose the ember!

Everyone watched in near awe as a tower of swirling water began to rise, soon exploding and soaking everyone, you looked behind you at the other side of the bridge as everyone else searched the waters, wondering if Uma had just-left. She hadn’t, there she was, on the bridge, holding the ember with that wonderful smile of hers.

“hey boys~” she purred, laughing as Harry and Gil whirled around to look at her, Mal only looking frustrated and annoyed. Harry cackled, holding out his hook as he practically skipped over to Uma, her pinkie curling around his hook in greeting as he welcomed her back.

“Welcome back~” Harry purred, getting a good look at her to make sure she wasn’t hurt before settling behind her, his eyes on the other vks to make sure they (Mal) didn’t do anything stupid. Lest they face the wrath of Uma’s boys. “Where have you been?” Gil asked, frowning a bit as he stepped up to Uma “it’s been like-two years”

“Planning her revenge no doubt” Mal snapped, scrunching her nose in anger as Uma scoffed and rolled her eyes; she actually hadn’t, she had been enjoying her life outside the isle and sunbathing on the beaches Auradon had to offer “It’s not all about you Mal” Uma taunted, all too happy to shove that fact in Mal’s face.

Mal just rose her brow, as if saying ‘so? I’ll make it about me’ (if yall don’t know/can't tell by now, I don’t like canon Mal :/) “I was looking for a hole in the barrier, to let everybody out? And you know what I found boys?” Uma completely turned her back to Mal, knowing her boys would protect her if needed while also telling Mal ‘you aren’t worthy enough to have my guard up around you’. “it’s way better out there than we thought!”

Uma’s eyes sparkled as she began to recount what she had seen while outside the barrier “there's this thing that looks like a furry rock, called a coconut; and fish so big you can dance on their backs!” Uma turned back to Mal, the purple-haired girl just crossing her arms with a sour look on her face. “and they’ve kept it all for themselves?” Uma taunted as Harry made a small clicking noise with his tongue, shaming the vks for withholding the freedom of Auradon from the vks still on the isle.

“Whatever,” Mal said with a roll of her eyes, holding out her hand for the ember; somehow expecting Uma to just-give it back. “I need that, to break a spell.” Uma chuckled a bit at the demand while Carlos provided some insight, something that actually might have Uma decide to help instead of dooming Auradon.

“Cast by Audrey, sleeping beauties daughter” Uma actually looked a bit surprised at that, she had seen the once brown-haired princess before on the news; she always seemed so much like her mother. But Uma knew to never judge a book by its cover, and that princess must’ve held some dark secrets if she had cast such a spell as the one covering Auradon.

“So, the good guys the bad guy?” Uma laughed, turning back to her boys who just smirked at her “hmm, well-I might not give it back” she pursed her lips; clearly just trying to antagonize Mal “see what happens~”

“Uma, it is not the time for games, people's lives are in danger!” Mal yelled out, quite dramatically; making Uma snort while you and Harry started laughing, Gil rolling his eyes as Harry leaned towards him with a sharp grin.

Uma glanced back down at the ember, slowly making her way towards the edge of the bridge without Mal noticing what she was actually doing “Guarantee me, that every single villain kid that wants to; can get off the isle” it was a solid deal, the isle’s freedom in return for Auradon’s safety. But Mal just huffed, throwing her hands up as if she didn’t have the power to promise such a thing (which, she really doesn’t??? she’s lady of the court, girl ain't the queen yet)

“I can’t do that” Mal sneered, her lip curling slightly as Uma just rose her brows, rolling her eyes as she went towards her boys, you and Harry giving her an opening to the edge as she whirled back around and held the ember over the water. “Can’t do that? Well, how about now!”

“DEAL!” Mal yelled out, her eyes wide with panic, but she quickly tried to save face; trying to seem as if she wasn’t at all worried about Uma extinguishing her only hope to save her new home. “Deal.”

Uma smirked, pretending to stumble and nearly drop the ember, cackling as Mal let out a panicked semblance of a word; Evie reached out to stop Uma from doing anything more “Uma!” Mal almost looked mad Evie was trying to help, glaring at the blue haired girl “her word is good” Uma rose her brow, knowing Mal was a creature of lies, and you saw how Mal’s eyes flickered to the bridge for a moment.

She felt guilty over something, she had that same tell since you were all kids; something her mother had tried to beat out to no avail. Your eyes narrowed, keeping your eyes on Mal as Uma pursed her lips, her eyes on the ember as she stalked towards Mal; who still kept her hand out, still expecting Uma to just hand over the ember. Uma sucked on her teeth before shoving the ember into her vest pocket, smirking as Mal huffed and crossed her arms like a pouting child who lost their toy “I’ll still keep this, for the time being. Because if you think I trust you to save the world on your own?” Uma chuckled, leaning towards Mal with a sinister yet knowing smirk “Think again.”

Mal just glared, clearly not happy about the situation. She took a moment to glare at you, her nose scrunching in anger as you laughed with your boys, taking Uma’s waist as she turned to you “this is a job for pirates~!!” Harry cackled and gave Uma a solid palm smack, Gil taking her shoulder and looking very excited for the adventure to come.

Uma rubbed her hands together, excited to see if Mal would swallow her pride and accept Uma’s offer or if she would pull a Mal. Mal glared full-heartedly at you and Uma, her eyes beginning to glow but Jay quickly de-escalated the situation and pulled Mal back by her arm, muttering something into her ear.

Her eyes went off the side for a moment, as if contemplating something, then she huffed, clenching her jaw “fine.” She snapped lowly, tilting her head in a way that told Jay to take over for talking; since Mal wanted to be a pouty baby. ‘for a leader, she’s real bad at getting along with anyone’ you thought to yourself, and she had been that way since you were all young, another trait handed down from her parents. Yes, parents. As in both Hades and Maleficent, both stubborn assholes who didn’t like to share.

So really, it was no wonder Mal was a stubborn bitch who refused to meet in the middle.

With the nod from Mal, Jay nodded back, turning to gil and Harry; glaring. “where are our bikes?” bikes? What bikes? You glanced at Harry, who started to giggle, Uma looking just as ‘what did you two do?’ as you did. “oh yeah” Gil laughed, gesturing back towards the isle with that smile of his “we crashed em~!”

Jay and Carlos looked pissed, and you would be too if you didn’t give a fuck. Harry nodded with a cackle, beginning to act out revving the bike and driving it off a ramp, then it crashing and exploding. He giggled at Jay’s reaction, pointing at his face and turning to Uma to see her reaction. She just rolled her eyes with a fond snort.

Your eyes drifted to Evie as she stepped forward, and you wondered when she had gone from the fake ditsy fashionista to mom friend. “Here’s a thought?” Evie said loudly, Harry hiccupping as she interrupted his teasing laughter, she sounded almost completely over everyone being at each other's throat, Auradon was on the line and fighting between each other wasn’t going to help “we could try to be friends? Put our history behind us and celebrate our differences.”

Mal just started at Evie like she was insane, as if she would ever consider being friends with shrimpy and homewrecker. Mal turned, glaring at you and Uma as you both just stared at Evie, wondering why she was doing this now and if there was a point to it.

“yeah?” Evie encouraged with a smile, looking towards Mal, who just blinked at her, Jay and Carlos staring hard at Gil and Harry. Evie then reached into her sleeve and pulled out a small red drawstring bag that held several blue gumballs “Who wants gum?”

“Do you carry that with you everywhere?” you asked, pointing at the bag, Evie nodded with a grin “that’s weird” Evie snorted slightly, still smiling. When she noticed everyone else staring at her like she was crazy, her smile dropped slightly, her lips pursing as she shook the bag “no?”

Uma rolled her eyes, hands on her hips as she turned on her heel and began to lead the way towards Auradon “let's go” Mal let out a sharp noise, holding up her hand, you and Harry rolling your eyes at Mal’s need to control everything. “No. I’m in charge” Mal glanced around, seeing her side of the group had no complaints, while Uma’s side glared at her, one looking just-so bored (you, you were very bored, and over Mal’s stupidity) “let’s go”

With that, Mal started off, Uma snorting as she did; knowing she was getting under Mal’s skin with little effort, she was going to enjoy tormenting Mal during this little joint rescue. Evie sighed, taking a gumball and popping one into her mouth, sliding the bag back into her sleeve and following after her fellow vks.

-

After what felt like two hours of walking, the group of mismatched vks made it to the Auradon prep gardens, all pausing at the sight of dozens of students sleeping away. Clearly not willingly. “they’re asleep” Evie whispered as if she was afraid to wake anyone up “all of them.”

“Spelled by your princess” Uma muttered, moving further into the gardens, eyes peeled for any sign of danger while the Auradon-bound VK’s were too busy paying attention to their phones, trying to get ahold of their loved ones. Well, minus Jay, who made sure the spelled students were okay.

Gil followed Jay around while you and Harry kept close to Uma, though Harry did go off to snatch a wallet or two. “five, four, three, two, one” you muttered to Uma as you counted down the time until Jay would step in and stop Harry, to which-he was right on cue. “you do,” Jay said as he took the stolen cash from Harry, continuing Harry’s little ramble about him deserving compensation for joining the rescue mission “me not squashing you like a bug” Harry just giggled at Jay’s threat, tossing the now empty wallet on the white metal table and taking his hook, getting into Jay’s face with a maniac grin.

“Think I���m scared of you Jay~?” Harry cooed; his eyes bright with the urge to shove his hook through Jay’s jaw. Jay just glared right back, the two boys straightening up as Mal and Uma called for them to cut their shit out. Harry huffed, giving Jay a dark glare as he walked away, soon Harry made his way back to you and Uma, pouting as he did so.

“Hey, we have to play nice, for now,” you muttered, taking Harry’s free hand “you and Jay can hash at it later, right now; we focus on Auradon and the kids” Harry glanced at you, and huffed, but nodded; leaning down to kiss your forehead.

“fine” he grumbled, perking up as Evie called for everyone's attention, her eyes wide with terror and shock as she stumbled away from a statue of a frightened girl “Ha-Hannah turned to stone” Evie whispered, Jay catching her shoulders as Evie’s hands went to cover her mouth.

“holy shit” you muttered, walking up to the stone girl and resting your hand gently on her shoulder, the stone was ice cold, nothing compared to the comfortable temperatures of the school grounds.

 “All right everyone stay on your toes, we’re not dealing with just a sleeping spell anymore” Jay muttered, and his words rang sharply in everyone's chest this was no longer just a race to find Audrey and stop her from sending everyone off to sleep, this was to stop her from doing worse.

Hanna gave no notion of life within her stone-turned eyes, Audrey had invertedly killed her, and however more people she had turned to stone. “since we’re here” Uma said as she passed by the statue “let's check the school, even if that princess ain’t here we might find a clue” Mal pursed her lips, glancing to the side before she spoke up “No”. Uma slowly turned back, not liking the tone of Mal’s voice, as if Uma’s suggestion was stupid. “Audrey went after the crown, so, I think it's safe to assume she went after Ben and the castle next?” she looked to her friends to see if they agreed, and they nodded, it was in fact the most logical answer. Mal nodded back, happy to know they agreed. “then that’s where we'll go.”

Uma licked her lips, turning back on her heel to step closer to Mal, her shoulders back in defense “says who?” Uma challenged; Mal just frowned, stepping up to copy Uma’s movements, her eyes narrowed with warning “says me” Mal spat back, the two girls getting almost nose to nose as they glared at each other.

“says you and that’s supposed to mean something to me?” Uma huffed, tilting her head up slightly as she tilted closer to Mal, who was about to insult Uma right back when you and Evie spoke up, interrupting their little tough talk.

“Guys,” the two said, already tired of their bullshit, you continued to speak as Evie shook her head at Mal, telling her to knock it off with the whole holier than thou bit. “we don’t have time for your bickering, yet here we are watching you two bitch as if we’re not on a time crunch now.” you hissed, stepping closer to the girls and pushing them apart, glaring at Mal as she smacked his arm.

“Don’t touch me” Mal snapped, surprising her friends with the venom in her voice, one not even heard for Uma. You just glared, unaffected by it, then raised your brow “Then get you’re shit together, ain't leaders supposed to be level-headed? And not wasting time picking fights?” Mal let out a low hiss between her teeth, pouting a bit, not wanting to admit you were right.

So she just turned to her friends, stepping away on her right foot “to the castle” with that, she was off, her friends at her heels as the pirates and Celia lagged slightly behind; Harry’s arm once again around your shoulder, Gil holding your free hand.

Uma peeked over her shoulder, smiling at the sight of her boys, she had missed them so much and she couldn’t be happier to be with them again; now she just had to endure mal and her goons and they would be home free.

-

They were bickering again. You sighed, rubbing the bridge of your nose. They really couldn't just-chill for five minutes, could they? Nearly the entire way to the castle they had bickered, and now you were inside the castle, looking for Ben; they were once again-bickering.

“Bet you lost sleep thinking ‘bout me being on the loose” Uma hummed, crossing her arms as she, Evie, and Mal strut down the hall of armors. Evie sighed, giving you a glance that clearly said she was over the two’s bullshit. You just huffed back with a chuckle, feeling the same; you loved Uma, but her and Mal’s little shit fest wasn’t all that fun to listen to for the thousandth time.

“No, dragons don’t really lose sleep” Mal spat back, trying to keep her cool, but with another glance from Evie; you knew she was bull-shitting, she had lost sleep, while Uma simply went about with her freedom. You let out another huffed chuckle, ending up next to mal while Evie stepped between the two girls, trying to get them to chill out “I wonder what fried shrimp tastes like~?” Mal wondered aloud, attempting to intimidate Uma to no avail, only succeeding in annoying her by bringing the stupid shrimp thing back up.

“Can you two not do this? I thought we were looking for Ben, who could be in danger, and yet here we stand as if waiting for coffee~!” you said in a snarky tone, glaring at Mal as she huffed and turned to sneer at you, her eyes alight with near hate that didn’t seem to be completely directed at you.

“Shut it, gravedigger, no one asked you” Mal spat, flinching as Harry, Uma, and Gil let out a loud offended noise at your defense; Uma grabbing Mal’s shoulder to get Mal’s attention back on her. You didn’t care much about her little insult; it was hardly one anyways; so you used to be a grave digger so what?

Though with how Mal was basically royalty on the isle, and now almost royalty in Auradon, she might be a bit classist, and a grave digger was one of the lower classes of any society, at least to Mal.

“What the hell is your problem with him?!” Uma practically yelled, her lip curling over her teeth as Harry glared at Mal over Uma’s shoulder “You’ve been practically bullying him all day, If it's me you gotta problem with; take it up with me, don’t take it out on him!” Mal sputtered for a moment, unable to tell Uma the truth about why she hated you but Harry, accidentally, saved her ass; calling out in panic as the suits of armor surrounding the walls of the room jerked to life.

“Girls, cut tha’ shit! we ‘ave a problem!” he yelled out, grabbing Uma’s arm as the two knights nearest to the group turned to them, pink smoke flowing from their visors. Mal gasped in fright, bumping back into Evie and Gil as Audrey’s voice echoed from the knights “It would be wise to listen to the pirate, Malsy~ your pride will be your downfall” Audrey hissed, and the knights soon attacked, the horde slowly and loudly making their way to the group.

“Run, run!!” you yelled, pushing at Mal and forcing her frozen form to move, everyone made a run towards the doors, only for the way to be blocked, Celia on the other side of them holding Dude in her arms, her eyes wide with fright.

Luckily she was out of the way, and hopefully would stay safe. “no choice, we hav’ta fight!” Harry yelled, grabbing a sword from a nearby holster and slashing at a knight that just came a bit too close to Uma, the blades clashing against each other.

You sighed, taking one long look around the room, you were heavily outnumbered; this wasn’t going to be easy. Hopefully, Mal and Uma could get their shit together long enough to get through this, cuz hell if you were dying by enchanted armor.

-

You tossed down the sword you had taken from the wall holsters, cracking your neck as the rest of the boys celebrated with each other, Harry and Jay chest bumped; Carlos and Gil did the same a moment later, their previous plights with each other forgotten for a moment.

That is until Mal and Uma almost high-fived and immediately jumped away from each other in disgust, Mal wiping her untouched hand on her pants. The boys cleared their thoughts uncomfortably, joining their respectful leaders. You sighed, shaking your head and joining your boys, closing your eyes as Uma’s hand curled around your jaw, her thumb against your scruff which she grinned at.

You heard a huff of distress from Evie, and you let out a sigh of your own; knowing what she was about to say “Guys come on!” Evie cried out, glancing between the toppled knights, and the two groups “this was so great! All of us, working together! Everything was easier, right? Just-think about it-if we all stop-bickering with each other” She gave a stern look to both Uma and Mal; Mal glancing away while Uma rolled her eyes “We can maybe save Auradon before tomorrow, huh?”

Evie looked around, hoping to see some compromise from either side, Mal just pouted, while Uma sighed; seeing Evie’s point but not wanting to budge unless Mal pushed aside her pride. Evie let out a long sigh, seeing that neither girl was going to budge, she put her hands on her hips, pursing her lips as she tried to think of a way to get everyone to *at least* stop being at each other's throats.

A slow smirk grew on her face, if they wouldn’t willingly get along, she could embarrass them into it. “I know what we can try~” Evie sang, giving Carlos a small side glance, stifling her laugh as Carlos subtly shook his head, begging her not to do it. “An ice breaker.” Mal, Carlos, and Jay all groaned, Mal covering her face in practical 2nd hand embarrassment as Evie brushed her hair back and turned to the pirates, her eyes sparkling with devious intent.

The pirates look suddenly fearful for their lives, all leaning away from Evie as if that would protect them from her ‘ice-breaker’ “Now” Evie started, clapping her hands together and beaming at the pirates “You say something you really like about the person, and then they return the favor~ okay? I’ll start” she got a good look at each of the pirates, slightly laughing through her nose as she did so.

Gil just looked utterly confused, Uma was just looking back at her as if she was crazy, Harry was-legit holding his breath and looking away-like a child in trouble, and you-you were nearly doing the same as Uma; through your arms were crossed and you were biting the inside of your lip-hoping she wouldn’t choose you.

“Harry,” Evie finally decided, Harry groaning lightly as he closed his eyes and finally released his breath “great accent” Harry blinked-not expecting Evie to-actually compliment him-something that was actually his-not his ability to fight, or how scary he was-but something that was-him. He blinked at her again, furrowing his brows a bit as Evie beamed and gestured for him to go. “Now you go~”

Harry pursed his lips, slightly debating on whether or not to go along with the little game when Uma interrupted it, holding up her hands and stepping forward “okay-where does this cheerleader bunk down? We may not find her there, but we might find a clue about where she actually is? We’re wasting time here as it is.”

Evie pouted a bit; she could tell Harry was about to speak but-Uma had a point “Evie?” Mal said, taking Evie’s hand and leaning into her point of view “I love you,” Evie beamed and echoed her words back “and as much as I hate to admit it-Uma’s right” Uma looked surprised to hear Mal say those words. Evie only looked delighted to hear that, finally! Some progress~!! “Audrey clearly knows we’re here, and what we’re trying to do-we need to find out where she is, and where ben is-if we’re going to save Auradon. The longer she has the scepter-the more powerful she becomes and the harder it’ll be to save her and Auradon”

Evie frowned and nodded, squaring her shoulders as Uma stepped up, looking right at Mal “yeah-so-where does she hang out usually? We’ll need to start somewhere.” Mal huffed, furrowing her brows as she thought, Evie providing the much-needed information “actually” Evie muttered, tapping her chin “she’s still in the dorms” Mal gasped and tapped Evie’s shoulder in revelation, remembering why Audrey was still in the dorms.

“Right! Because of summer school!” at this, Harry burst into laughter, so the precious spoiled princess was still in school? Summer school?? “What?! summer school?” you glanced at Hartry, huffing as he bumped your shoulder and then grabbed Uma’s “Summer! School! No wonder she wants revenge~” he ended with a pitched giggle, hiccupping as Mal clapped her hands together loudly and interrupted him.

"Okay! I need you guys” she looked to both sets of boys on either side of the room “to go find Ben. we will meet up at Evie’s in, two hours. Okay? We” she gestured to herself, Evie, Uma, and Celia “will go to the dorms to look for any clues on Audrey.”

Uma hummed, pursing her lips a bit-seeing the perfect opportunity to mess with Mal “Sounds like we’re going with my plan, I’m jus’ saying” Mal rolled her eyes, throwing her hands up in exasperation, not wanting to admit Uma’s plan was a smart one “It was kind’ve the obvious plan." Mal snapped, scrunching her nose as Gil loudly announced that Uma had thought of it first, Uma turned to him with a snarky grin “Right so my plan?” you and Harry nodded in agreement while Mal threw up her hands again and stormed off, Uma quickly catching up as to not let Mal take the lead again.

You sighed and tilted into Gil’s side as he threw his arm over your shoulder, glancing back at Evie to make sure she was following before the six of you(plus dude) split from the girls, following Dude into the forest where Ben’s cent trailed off into.

-

You huffed as you all came to a stop a few miles into the woods that surrounded the royal castle; wondering where the king had gone. Dude was sniffing around towards the path that apparently led to the enchanted lake-his head perking up towards the left of the path. You blinked, remembering the marks that covered the walls and flowers of the castle-that all seemed to originate from the hallway where Ben’s office apparently was.

You had to wonder-what if Audrey turned Ben into a Be-“so-you got any idea why Mal hates you so much?” you jumped as Carlos’ voice suddenly broke through your train of thought, glancing to the side to see the freckled teen, his hands on his hips as he joined you in watching Dude smell for Ben.

You shrugged “Don’t know, and I don’t care. Whatever beef she’s got with me is entirely her own. I mean-I do got problems with her, but that relates to Uma. As far as I know, I’ve never done anything to her to make her so” you waved your hand in a vague gesture that Carlos easily understood “iffy towards me.” Well, you did have a small idea, but that was her bullshit and her bullshit alone. It wasn’t your fault or choice her deadbeat dad chose some random kid over his own.

Carlos slowly nodded, smiling a bit as he saw Gil and Jay chatting away over the blueberry bush, Harry in the background pouting away “so how long have you four been tougher?” you laughed, shaking your head, honestly-you didn’t even remember when you had gone from friends, to a fling, to a full relationship with the sea three-it just-kinda happened.

“bold of you to assume it’s a relationship” you teased, fully implying that it was in-fact a relationship and not a fling. Carlos just snorted, crossing his arms “yeah, that’s what Mal, Evie, n Jay think; I think im the only one who's caught onto you four. Mal keeps betting the fling will burn out, Evie thinks ya’ll will get married, and Jay doesn’t really care…or at least he tries to say he doesn’t.” you had to cover your face to stop your laughter, because oh my gods the core four(minus Carlos) were fucking betting on you and the pirate's relationship.

“They got nothing better to do?” you chuckled, covering your face again as Carlos rolled his eyes with a shrug “you’d think huh? I can't wait to see Mal’s face whenever ya’ll announce your relationship.” You snorted at his words, perking up as Harry let out a piercing whistle and started walking after Dude who was suddenly bee-lining into the forest.

“yer mutt’s goin’ off on ‘is own pup!” Harry snapped out, Carlos quickly following after the taller pirate as you, Gil, and Jay followed their lead-Dude led the group deeper and deeper into the forest, following a trail of deep claw marks on the trees and forest floor; setting a nervous feeling into everyone's gut as they followed Dude.

Still no sign of Ben.

Where the hell was he-you spun around at the sound of something heavy cracking leaves and sticks on the forest floor, and it didn’t sound like it was alone. It sounded like there were several sets of footsteps-all walking on fours. You turned back around, seeing Gil and Carlos both looking where you had been a moment before; Harry and Jay still following dude.

You opened your mouth to call for them to stop when a terrifying roar broke through the almost eerie silence of the forest. You turned, screaming with Carlos and Gil as a stone lion pounced towards you, its pearly jaw wide open in preparation to snap your neck through.

You hit the floor with it on your chest, your hands pressed to its nose and chin and pushing back against the stone, eyes wide in panic. “FUCK” you yelled out, planting your boot on its smooth underbelly and pushing-but alas-you were only human, and 80 pounds of stone pressing on you like an actual lion was not looking good.

Your head hit the floor again, your vision upside-down as you saw Harry being pinned, screaming as a pair of jaws bit into his shoulder, Jay and Gil being cornered into a tree, as another lion circled Carlos and Dude; the fourth lion eyeing the group-as if determining which boy to make its meal.

Harry screamed again, his voice breaking as he sobbed in immense pain. You looked back at him, tears burning at your eyes as you felt a heat burn at your inner left wrist-almost feeling like a fire was sparking at your skin. “Harry!” you yelled out, giving one final shove to the lion on top of you, not bothering to look as you somehow pushed it off of you and it landed a few feet away, looking shocked you had done that.

You ignored the sudden burst of strength and bolted over to your boyfriend, the flurry of adrenaline and fire licking up your skin making you ignore the even larger lion-like figure that leaped over you towards Gil and Jay, the stone lion crumbling under its form.

You slammed into the lion that was pinning Harry, clenching your jaw as it ripped away from Harry’s shoulder and ripped his skin further, making him scream out in pain as the lion crashed into a tree and made it topple over-the lion's head cracking off from the impact.

“fuck-Harry!” you yelped, practically straddling your injured boyfriend, his free hand desperately grabbing at your thigh as you tried to figure out how to help him-the skin and clothes on his shoulder horribly mangled and bleeding rapidly. “fuck-fuck fuck!”

Your shoulders were grabbed and you were pulled back, you nearly bit whoever grabbed you but you calmed when you noticed a girl with dark long hair and a water gun spraying Harry, his wounds healing in an instant. “the fuck?” you whispered, but you pushed the how away and hugged Harry tightly as he sat up, wincing as the girl got the back of his shoulder as well. “oh my gods-don’t you ever do that again!” “call it payback fer Jay slicing yer back” Harry grunted, giving jay a sharp grin as he winced and rubbed the back of his head, muttering a small apology, Ben-BEN!(who was…very furry and had fangs?) hanging off his side, looking worried.

“Is he okay?” Ben asked, a slight lisp to his words, you turned back to Harry, who nodded, seeing his bite wound was gone, not even a scar. “thank the gods, actually-thank you Jane” jane, the girl with the water gun, nodded with a small smile, leaning into Carlos’ side as he hugged her.

“Ignoring furry Ben and magic water,” Gil suddenly said, grabbing your shoulder and making you stand “how in the hell did you do that? You can't even beat me in arm wrestling on a good day?” you furrowed your brows, wondering what he meant when he pointed at the decapitated lion and the other than you had pushed off of you(which was now crumbled to pieces thanks to Ben). you shrugged “adrenaline?” you questioned, not really knowing what you had done that was so miraculous, you had heard some people were able to access something akin to superhuman strength in times of need or desperation, yours was saving your boyfriend.

“I don’ think so” Harry muttered, pointing at your left inner wrist, where your leather bracelet was beginning to smoke. You yelped and ripped it off, seeing an indent in the inside of it, in the same shape as your tattoo-which was Hades’ symbol-one he made you get around 15 years old “so people know you’re under my protection” he had said.

Maybe he had given you much more than just protection.

“Fucking Hades” you grumbled, rubbing the tattoo-it was hot-like a lit ember. He really just had to do the most, didn’t he? Mal was going to be so fucking pissed.

Whatever-she should really direct at her dad though, it’s not like you chose him to give you so much attention. You didn’t mind it, but gods he was a weird one.

-

It took nearly an hour to get to Evie’s place-which-you had to admit was very nice. As you walked up the path to the patio/front doors(?), Mal and Uma threw open the doors, Mal bolting up to Ben as Uma met you and Harry halfway, eyes widening as she saw his torn shoulder. “what happened?!” Uma yelped, gingerly taking the ripped jacket fabric and folding it away from his skin, the fabric still stained with his blood-yet there was no injury to be seen.

“Audrey sent stone lions at us” you muttered, squeezing Harry’s free hand as he offered his hook to Uma, a small smile of comfort on his lips as Uma took it with her pinkie “one of ‘em went after Harry and got his shoulder bad-Jane” you nodded over to her, still holding the water-gun. “healed him with that magic water, so-no permanent damage”

Uma sighed in relief, waving her hand over Harry’s shoulder and fixing his clothes. Harry hummed with a smile, shaking his shoulder-happy to have his clothes back to normal and taking Uma in a hug-quietly asking her if she was okay. She nodded and patted his shoulder, then went to Gil to check him over.

You turned to Harry, smiling as he looked down at you, his thumb rubbing your exposed wrist after he took your arm. “you gonna tell her?” Harry asked quietly, meaning Uma-since you apparently had been fully claimed by Hades-her uncle. You shrugged “don’t really see a point to, might’ve been a one-time thing” you muttered back, leaning into his shoulder as everyone gathered up, Mal letting Ben/the group know about the clue they(Uma) found at Audrey’s dorm.

Harry led you over to Uma and Gil, Gil eating an orange that he somehow got. “we all think Audrey might be at Fairy cottage, any idea where that might be?” Mal asked, biting the inside of her lip as Ben nodded, crossing his arms as he glanced off to the side “yeah, Audrey took me there every fairy godmothers day…where is FG when you need her" he grumbled as an afterthought, everyone looking to Jane at that. She shrugged, suddenly looking crestfallen “I wish I knew” Jane mumbled, and then Carlos was at her side, a small red box in his hands-looking a bit flustered.

You turned away at that, letting them have their moment. Suddenly, it was decided that Jane and Doug would go out to look for FG, Uma stepped up to suggest they have some extra muscle, since-well-Doug wasn’t the best guard. Gil volunteered himself, and everyone announced they would feel better if he did go. Including Doug.

And soon enough, the three were off, leaving everyone else to plan for the fight/sneak attack on Audrey. Mal’s gaze caught on your inner left wrist as you passed by her to go inside, and she felt a small fire of jealousy ignite in her chest-but she ignored it for the moment, there were more important things going on than her daddy issues.

-

“so-you were just-stringing us all along??? And then what? then what Mal?? What were you going to do when we all realized-no more kids were coming off the isle? What was your plan??” Uma seethed at Mal, her eyes glowing with unparalleled anger. Mal stumbled with her words, stepping back as Uma stepped forward “were you just going to keep lying??? Keep dragging it on till you were backed into another corner?! What the absolute fuck mal!?!”

Uma threw her hands up, spinning on her heel and storming away from Mal, who looked worse than a deer caught in headlights. “I cannot believe I let myself trust you, that I let myself forgive you!? You never changed, you’re still that lying snide rotten no-good bitch!” Mal gasped for breath, shaking her head and trying to regain her footing but Uma just whirled around on her, getting in her face once more. “fuck you Mal. And here I thought I could be friends with you again, I thought Auradon did you good. All it did was put a wolf in sheep's clothing.” With that-Uma shoved Mal back, snapping her head towards the forest and storming off-you and Harry following behind her.

You stepped closer to Uma as you walked further into the forest-away from Mal-and grabbed her hand, squeezing it as she clutched it tightly, shaking in your grip. She was just-so angry-so angry she just wanted to stop and cry-she really couldn’t believe she let herself trust Mal again. Mal had done nothing but hurt her over and over again, and yet Uma let herself trust Mal again….only to be hurt-again.

Harry was just as angry, though his anger was quiet-and sad, his eyes downturned to the floor, his breath shaking and hook hanging limply from his fingertips-he had failed Uma-he promised to protect her and he failed, he let Mal hurt her…again.

As you crossed the threshold of Auroria castle courtyard-you heard Mal running up behind you, panting for breath and sounding heartbroken, an extinguished ember in her hands. “Uma!” Mal called out, her eyes and cheeks red and wet with tears “Uma-please-stop-please! We have a chance if we do this together!”

Uma stopped in her tracks, glaring into Mal’s red-rimmed eyes, uncaring for the sob fest Mal was offering “your friends kick you to the curb?” Mal just looked sad-her lip wobbling “good” Uma snapped, baring her teeth a little, and about to continue forward to find Gil, then get the hell outta Auradon after making a stop at the isle for the crew.

“Uma,” Mal started again, holding her hands up in near surrender “Ben-Ben saw something in you, and-and I finally saw it too; you-you care, about everyone! On the isle, your friends, hell even us four who-who practically left you all for dead three years ago” Uma frowned, trying to recall when she had cared about the four, but remembered the moments she protected them during the battle with the nights, and when she had helped Mal at the starter castle. “please-please help me, Auradon is worth saving, if not for me-then the kids that deserve to be here-I know I did a stupid thing and im sorry but” Mal sobbed, offering the ember that was black as coal-hoping Uma could help her reignite it. “please…”

Uma just stared, almost moved by her words-but-Harry, being done with Mal and her constant betrayals, took one look at Uma, and made a decision to not let Mal get the chance to hurt Uma again “you talk pretty” Harry snapped, glaring down at Mal, who suddenly realized he was also there “but-she’s already made up ‘er mind” Harry ended in a whisper, looking back down at Uma, not wanting to overstep her boundaries.

She looked back up at him, realized what he was doing, and nodded, looking back at Mal “you got yourself into this mess Mal, you get yourself outta it. Let’s go.” Uma patted Harry’s chest and grabbed your hand, the three of you moving around Mal and away from her.

Uma held her head up high as you entered the other side of the forest, taking the path you had taken from Evie’s place to hopefully find where Gil had gone. You all stopped at the sudden dragon roar that echoed through the forest and Uma turned on her heel, furrowing her brows as bright green fire and pink flashes of light illuminated the spaces between the trees.

Uma snarled to herself, turning again and kicking a tree, you and Harry jumping back to give her space as she cursed loudly “This is stupid, this is stupid-this is so fucking stupid!” Uma finally yelled out, turning and bolting back towards the castle, you and Harry close behind. “are we helping Mal all of a sudden?!” Harry yelped out, puffing as you chased after Uma. You shrugged, your feet nearly sliding out from under you as you came to a sudden stop-Audrey was on one of the spires of the castle, Mal flying around her attempting to do-something-you didn’t know what.

But you heard someone screaming out in fear and panic-and it sounded like “Celia!” Uma yelped, regaining her senses and bolting forward again, you and Harry once again at her heels “Mal doesn't stand a chance without the ember, and without the ember, Ceila’s gonna get hurt!” Uma hurriedly explained, running towards the battle between Audrey and Mal-Mal attempting to ignite the ember with her dragon fire-only for nothing to happen.

Audrey took Mal’s moment of confusion with the ember to strike her wing and chest-the ember flying out of her claw and sending Mal spiraling to the ground, a pained roar echoing across the courtyard. The ember hit the grass along with Mal-who whined and rubbed her scaley face into the dirt crater she had created with her crash.

Audrey cackled from her place upon the spires, pink lightning crashing into the sky, Celia screaming as she was held tight to Audrey’s side, the scepter nearly pressed to her face in a threatening motion.

“shit-where the ember go?!” Uma yelled, running up to Mal to assess the damage done by Audrey, while you and Harry turned to look for the dropped ember. You spotted a slight spark in the dark of the grass, bolting over and grabbing the dark ember; flipping the crystal in your fingers “got’cha” you muttered, wincing as you felt your wrist burn again, eyes widening as the ember begin to relight, your wrist tattoo glowing the same color. You sighed and shook your head, fucking Hades.

You turned, about to get the ember to Mal and Uma when a strike of lightning missed you by only a few inches, Harry and Uma calling your name in panic. You looked up, seeing Audrey looking right back down at her, eyes locked onto the sparking ember-her eyes lit with rage.

“oh, shit” you muttered, taking a leaping step back as she sent another bolt at you, clearly trying to stop you from reigniting the ember. Uma and Harry called your name again, and you turned, seeing  Mal looking right at you-her dragon eyes wide with panic. You grunted as you were blasted off your feet, rolling into the hit and soon standing back up-looking down at the ember that was still sparking-waiting for you to put a little more juice into it.

You looked up, seeing smoke curling into the sky, still Audrey's magic; but not the same spell she had been using. Something told you; you couldn’t be able to dodge this one. You took a deep breath, clutching the ember in your hands and reeling your arm back, throwing it just as lightning came down from the sky, hitting you just as the ember left your fingers-glowing a bright blue as it ignited at the last second.

Harry let out a wail, bolting towards you-or well-were you used to be-now there only stood a statue-mid throw and face set into determination. “(Y/N)!!” Harry screamed-dropping his hook into the grass and cupping your face, tears polluted by his eyeliner streaming down his face.

Uma stared in shock, the ember sitting limply in her hands, Mal next to her staring in shock, her dragon eyes blinking rapidly-you-you had just sacrificed yourself…to-to save Auradon? Mal huffed quietly, jumping as the sky above darkened with clouds, rain suddenly falling upon them like sheets. Mal turned, eyes widening as Uma began to emit a glow from her body, her necklace echoing like a homing beacon.

The ember dropped to the grass and Mal quickly picked it up with her claws-watching in near horror as lightning and thunder coursed across the sky-Uma staring at Audrey with a stare that could kill a god. Audrey stared back, looking very frightened. “oh I fucked up” Audrey muttered, screaming as Uma suddenly appeared in front of her in a flash of lightning and punched her in the face, sending Audrey off the spire.

Harry looked up as thunder crashed in his ears, his hands on your shoulders as he stepped closer to you, hoping whatever Uma had tapped into wouldn’t hurt you. Celia was suddenly at his feet in a swirl of teal-looking dizzy and confused before she jumped up and hugged his waist, the two watching in near awe as Uma hit Audrey over and over again, flashes of lightning marking her sudden teleportation skills as Audrey was blasted back with a powerful tunnel of water. Audrey gagged, dropping the scepter and bending over, hugging her stomach after Uma hit her right in the gut.

“How-fuckin-dare-“ Audrey cursed, eyes widening as Uma came to a sudden stop, her eyes glowing gold as Mal rose up behind her, roaring as her wings spread wide-the ember glowing brightly in her hands. “Don’t you Auradon brats know?” Uma snarled, tilting her head down dangerously “villains never win.” In a bright flash of blue light-Audrey dropped to the floor, the scepter dim once more and the queen's crown rolling off of Audrey’s head, the princess cleansed of the evil magic.

Uma let out a shuddering sigh, turning and bolting over to Harry-the pirate still holding your stone form-Celia still clinging to him-letting him go in favor of Uma-who quickly took the girl in her arms and made sure she was okay before she slipped under Harry’s arms and held your face-sobbing at the cold feeling against her fingers “(y/n)” she whispered, rubbing her thumb against your cheek.

Uma’s lip wobbled, years in her eyes as she nearly collapsed; she had just gotten her boys back, and now one was a statue. Harry held her tight as her legs shook, pressing his cheek to the top of her head as she sobbed into her hands. They turned as Mal’s friends burst out of the tree line on the opposite side of the courtyard, Mal looking overjoyed to see them. “you’re okay!” Mal cried as she transformed back into a human, jumping into Evie’s arms. Evie let her have the hug, but still looked very upset with Mal.

Mal suddenly pulled back, her eyes wide “But-if you guys are okay-then why isn’t…” Mal turned, looking towards you, wondering why you were still stone. Uma frowned, overhearing Mal and turning to her “What? what do you mean?” Uma cried, and Mal bit her lip “They-Audrey turned them to stone” Mal gestured to her friends and fiancé “but-with her defeat and they turned back-so-why?” Mal gestured to the defeated Audrey, and then to you-still stone. “Why didn’t (y/n) turn back?”

Uma glanced between you and Mal, then pointed at the ember “use the fucking-dumb thing-undo it!” Mal swallowed, seeing Audrey was dead asleep-and she could sense the spells Audrey cast were turning against her-and Mal wasn’t sure the ember could reverse this-as far as she knew-it was just a power drainer. “i-I don’t think I can use it to do that” Mal whispered, bowing her head as Uma let out an enraged cry, Harry holding her tight, hiding his face in her hair, his shoulders shaking a bit.

Did-did they just lose you? Did they risk their fucking lives just to lose one of the loves of their lives??? In what way was that fair?! It was deadly quiet in the courtyard as Uma sobbed in Harry’s arms, the two grieving for their lost love-oh god-what would they tell Gil?

Mal realized-the relationship between the four pirates-were much more serious than she thought…idea! “Uma!” Mal suddenly yelped out, running over to her and sliding to a stop next to her “you three-you love (y/n), right?” Harry and Uma glanced at each other, then at (y/n), then they nodded “and you all love each other?” they nodded again, and Mal grinned, gesturing to (y/n)’s stone form “remember what you said earlier, to Evie?” Uma furrowed her brows, wondering what Mal meant “True loves kiss?” Mal encouraged, hoping that helping the pirates help get (y/n) back-would ease the guilt she felt (about multiple things) “works every time?”

Uma swallowed harshly, stepping away from Harry and towards (y/n)-biting the inside of her lip as Harry followed her. “you think that’ll work?” Uma asked quietly, not really talking to anyone. Mal nodded- stepping back and covering her mouth as Harry and Uma stepped closer to you. “yeah-I think you might need Gil though” Mal muttered, jumping as Uma waved her hand-Gil appearing in a swirl of teal.

He looked utterly confused; before a heartbroken expression spread across his face at the sight of you “What happened?” Gil cried, rushing to his lover’s side, reaching out to take your outstretched hand. Uma quietly muttered the events that had happened only minutes before and Gil slowly nodded, understanding what they had to do.

Mal turned with a glance from Harry, making her ‘friends’ do the same. With their backs turned, the three pirates each took a place close to you, Uma was on your front, her hands on your shoulders, Harry on your left, and Gil on your right. They all took a deep breath and leaned in, pressing their lips to your skin (Uma to your lips), all stepping back after a long moment, holding their breaths as they waited all too long to see if their kisses worked.

The tension fell from their bodies as the stone began to crack and crumble away from your body, your chest rising with a deep breath as your upper body was freed from your stone prison. “That was fucking terrifying” you muttered, collapsing into your beloved’s arms, wrapping your arms around Harry’s waist as Uma buried her face in your neck, soaking your jacket with her fresh tears of relief.

You hummed, feeling Gil wrapping his arms around you, Uma, and Harry, squeezing the three of you tightly and comfortably “Thank the gods that worked” Gil muttered, making the others nod in agreement. You pulled away slightly, pecking Harry’s lips, then Uma’s, then Gil’s, bringing them all back in for another hug “I love you” you whispered, and they all whispered it back.

-

It was decided that Hades would be brought over to Auradon to hopefully save Audrey from her rebounded spells; and Uma, Harry, you, Gil, and Celia; would return to the isle as well-to protect the kids still there. in the meantime-Ben had a few rooms set up for you four-but you all clambered up in one room anyway-not caring for how scandalized FG looked at the idea of four people dating at one time-but she quickly got over it-spelling the bed into one that could fit you all.

Hours later-after Uma, Harry, and Gil had settled-you couldn’t sleep, wandering about the halls of Beast castle-trailing your hands upon the claw marks Ben had set into the walls. You ended up in the library, sitting on one of the window seats, a book resting in your hands, the pages flipping idly by once in a while as you read.

You heard someone walk up about an hour into your reading, you glanced up-seeing Mal in her pajamas, looking like she had seen a ghost. She was probably still reeling from the fact that everyone turned against her after she revealed her lies-and from the fact she had been the deciding factor in Audrey’s turn to evil. You hummed as she stepped closer, flipping the page of your book as you finished the page. She climbed up onto the window seat with you, sitting cross-legged across from you, staring at you while you continued to read.

You glanced up after a few minutes, seeing her just-still staring at you, her hand clenched around the glowing ember. “yes?” you muttered, closing the book and setting it aside, leaning back against the window seat wall. Mal huffed, curling gin on herself, hugging her legs as her eyes went down to the ember “why did he choose you?” Mal asked quietly, her nose scrunching slightly-finally airing out the question that had been bugging her for so many years now-the reason she had been so mean to you.

You sighed, letting your head hit the wall behind you “he-he who? I hate the pronoun game Mal.” Mal rolled her eyes, tossing the ember at you, you easily caught it, spinning it between your fingers “Hades. My dad. Why did he choose you? Why did you get him? why did you get my dad when I was left with my crazy mother” Mal hissed, pouting as you let out a low sigh, rubbing the bridge of your nose.

“look-Mal” you leaned towards her, resting your elbows on your knees “I don’t know. And frankly-I don’t care. but-“ Mal was about to yell, you could tell, so you quickly held your hand up-stopping her from doing so “-I do understand why you care-and I agree, it’s not fair to you. You’re his kid, his biological kid, and yet he didn’t claim you. It has to sting, I get that, my actual parents shunned me for being trans-“ Mal frowned, remembering the day your biological “mother” chased you down the market street-cursing your dead name to the heavens about how you were such a disappointment, and how god would never forgive you.

Your father had disowned you the same day, throwing all your stuff out of your house. It had been the same week you had become a grave digger. But you didn’t care about that now-you had a better family, your pirates-your….boss/father figure that was actually Mal’s dead-beat dad. “-so believe me-I do get not being wanted by your parents.” You reached out, taking Mal’s hand.

A tear streaked down her cheek, her face crumpling and she sniffed “its-just…he found someone worth changing for…but I just wish it was me” Mal sobbed, her father-her father who abandoned her when she was a baby, not even old enough to remember him ever holding her-had easily taken in a child that wasn’t his own-becoming a father of someone not his blood.

Honestly-she was proud of that change-she-she just wanted to be the reason he did. You hummed at her words, tilting your head slightly, encouraging her to continue. Mal sniffed again, tears streaming down her face “because if he changed for you, it means-it means-I wasn’t worthy enough for him to change.” You let out a long sigh, gripping Mal’s hand tightly.

“He’s an asshole Mal, it’s not hard to admit” Mal snorted, wiping away her tears with her free hand, yet they still kept coming “he’s an asshole who ignored his kid for some random one who couldn’t care less about him-you did deserve to have a proper parent, everyone does. So fuck him. I don’t know why he chose me-and I don’t care-but blame him for that shit-that was all his choice-“ you leaned towards her, tipping up her chin and giving her a small grin “but don’t blame me for his choices, don’t blame me for his assholery-you don’t wanna be judged by your parents right?”

Mal suddenly flushed, realizing how much of a hypocrite she had been “Then don’t do the same for me, okay?” Mal let out a long shaking sigh, nodding and wiping her tears, letting out a whimpered apology to you-a true heartfelt apology “I’m so-so sorry (y/n)” Mal whispered, her shoulders slumping. “I shouldn’t have treated you the way I have these last years-just because of my dad being a butt” you snorted “i-I’m so sorry.”

You smiled, taking her hand again “Apology accepted.” Mal sated at you, her eyes filling with years again “Now if you can give that kinda apology to your friends, and make up for your choice-I’m sure they’ll accept your apology too” Mal rolled her eyes, sliding off the window seat and starting to walk away “Mallll”

“I will-I promise. Thank you (y/n), goodnight….and I’ve changed my mind on the barrier thing” Mal muttered as a final word as she walked away, making you grin-flipping the ember in your fingers, your eyes flashing yellow with the gift of hades.

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“She actually apologized to you? Mal??”  Uma asked as she looked up at you from your lap, Harry’s head tucked into your shoulder as Gil lay across his chest. It had only been a few hours since the four of you returned to the isle-Hades probably being transported back to the isle by now-hopefully after successfully waking Audrey. But the four of you had settled into Uma’s cabin upon your return-finally able to enjoy each other's company.

 You nodded with a hum, curling a strand of Uma’s braided hair around your fingers, shrugging as Harry let out a scoff “she did-actually admitted why she hated me n stuff” you muttered, dropping your hand into Harry’s that rested on your stomach “Girls got a lotta parental issues-it’s a wonder she hasn’t gone to therapy yet.”

Harry let out a loud snort, shaking his head as he got comfortable in your side, Gil rearranging himself to do the same.  “The day she goes to therapy, is the day I’ll give Jay a hug” Harry joked-giggling as you wrapped your arm around his neck and pulled him up to kiss the top of his head. he easily turned that into a full kiss-soon turning heated as he pulled himself up and wrapped his arms around you, his tongue poking at your bottom lip.

You chuckled into his mouth, letting him explore your mouth as Uma’s warm hands drifted under your shirt, her thumb caressing the scars across your chest. “Getting frisky are we?” you purred as Harry pulled away, his soft lips trailing down your scruffy jaw, his hands cupping the back of your head.

Gil laughed as he sat up from Harry’s torso-moving to sit on your other side and taking off his shirt “honestly-you got turned to stone a few days ago-I think we all need a bit of tlc” you let out a laugh, soon interrupted by Uma’s lips as Harry’s attached to your neck, his hands trailing down to your waist, sliding under your boxers.

You hummed into Uma’s mouth as Harry’s fingers trailed over the sensitive nerve that was soaked with your slick-his fingers eventually venturing inside you-pressing against your g-spot. You moaned into Uma’s mouth, rocking your hips into Harry’s fingers, Harry’s still-clothed cock rocking up against your thigh. Gil watched the show with excited eyes, his hand resting on his thigh as the other trailed up Uma’s arm as she continued to lavish you with kisses.

“you wanna fuck or be fucked (y/n)” Gil asked, drawing his hand Under Uma’s Shirt, undoing her bra. You hummed at the question, licking your lips as Harry’s palm rubbed against your nerve. You smirked, turning to Harry, grabbing his chin-forcing him to look up at you, his eyes dilated and half-lidded-his cheeks bright red “fuck me my pretty pirate” you purred, chuckling as he leaned up and kissed you heavily, Uma leaning back to enjoy the show, taking off her shirt as Gil rubbed her back-her clothes joining Gil’s on the floor.

“kiss me sunshine boy” Uma purred, giggling as Gil took her face and kissed her, Harry climbing on top of you as Uma was moved to Gil’s lap. You watched Gil lavish Uma with his lips, Harry taking your pants and sliding them own-allowing you to sit up and take off your jacket and shirt. You kissed Harry as he popped back up, smirking as he moaned, his nimble fingers curling around your wrists, thumb rubbing your exposed tattoo.

“Love ya bug” you whispered to Harry as he pulled away, his lips swollen, he smiled at you and kissed you again, echoing your words back as your arms wrapped around his waist.

“love ya too (y/n)”

-end-

Sorry for not doing full smut!!! Not really in a mood for that heh. But daaaaaaaaaaang this took me WAY too long to write T_T I think I got this commission way back in September-and now its nearly Christmas-legit less than a week away-but-! Hey! I got it done before the new year!!! But yeah-this will be the last of my harry fics for now-unless I get very inspired. My commissions aren’t closed tho-so-don’t be afraid to ask-I just will limit what I write about if it’s about Harry(aka no d3-that was what fucked me over on this fic)

But anyways-thank you @random-thoughts-004 for being so patient while I wrote this!!!

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[aizawas-dryeye]

➭even if it hurts (toji fushiguro)**

content: smut, trans masc/male!reader, puppy hybrid!reader, master/owner kink, anal, painal, possible transphobia(?hard to explain but its nothing horrific), pussy neglect, pet names (pup/puppy, good boy, little boy, bitch, mutt), toji nasty as hell, creampie, tail pulling, gaping, manipulation, breeding except not really, sadism

words: 2.3k

!!MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

cis people also go away 😤 /hj

toji caught himself a lil pet (this is not proofread in the slightest so bear with me ill prolly edit it in the future)

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Toji is a somewhat confusing owner. He never lets you up on the furniture, locks you out of his room whenever he had a "guest" over, and very rarely plays with you. Well, that's not entirely true, but his idea of playtime was usually some variation of pushing you to your knees and shoving his cock down your throat, or pressing your cold puppy nose into his balls while he jerks off above you.

It was certainly a strange relationship, but you adore your owner, and are always seeking his attention.

"Not now, mutt," he mutters while he flicks through channels on the shitty TV in his apartment. You whine and nudge against his knee for the third time, your tail thumping sadly against the carpet.

Toji had been basically ignoring you since he came home not too long ago, muttering about how 'fucking exhausted' he was.

You prop up on your knees and paw at the fabric of his sweatpants.

"Wanna play, Owner," you whine, looking up at him with big, pleading eyes. He wouldn't even play fetch with you which is like, the easiest game ever. With a frustrated grunt, you pull yourself up and plop down on his lap, much to his surprise.

Toji raises his eyebrows at you and you internally panic, but a larger part of you wants to play, dammit! He never fucking plays with you no matter how many sticks or toys you spit out in front of him. He just grunts and nudges you away with his foot.

This time, he's staring straight at you with a bone-chilling expression. You half expect him to push you off of him and complain about getting fur all over the couch; instead, his hands grip your hips harshly. His expression doesn't even change when you yelp out. If anything it darkens.

"I had a rough fucking day, mutt. I don't need you humpin' my leg like a bitch in heat," he says, moving one hand to squeeze your chubby cheeks together.

Your face heats up with embarrassment. What does he mean by that? You're not a bitch, you're a good boy! And you would never do... that!

You squirm on his lap in an attempt to wiggle away but he just wraps his arm around you and keeps you there. A faint smirk crosses his lips.

"You wanna fuckin' play? Fine. Let's play."

Toji drags your hips forward so you rub against his bulge, chuckling a little when you whimper in surprise. You glance down at his crotch and back up at him, cocking your head in anticipation for what's to come.

He never plays with you like this either, chooses to use your mouth instead and leave you to your own devices afterwards. It doesn't hurt your feelings at all (lie), that's just something owners and puppies do, right? That's what Toji says anyway, and why shouldn't you trust him?

Suddenly, he rips your bottoms and underwear down just enough so he can freely knead your ass. "We're gonna play a new game. Just relax and let me show you," he explains. His fingers dig into your skin and spread your cheeks apart. The lewd act makes you yelp, face heating up even more. He drags you against his cock again and you feel it twitch beneath you.

"Good boy," he croons, tucking his face into your neck to bite at the sensitive skin there.

Before you can even fully enjoy the feeling of his sweatpants against your hardening clit, he stills your hips and shoves two thick fingers into your mouth. Your first instinct is to choke, but you will the feeling away in hopes of making your owner proud. Always need to make him proud. You suck and lick at his fingers like a desperate pup, whining around the digits at the attention he's giving you. Drool pours out of the corners of your mouth as you thoroughly coat his fingers in saliva.

Toji pulls his fingers away and you're honestly disappointed, until you feel him press the tips right against your ass.

Your pussy throbs like its begging him for mercy, but the throbbing frustration doesn't stop you from pushing back into his finger to pull him in deeper.

Toji laughs again, and the sound echoes in your cloudy head. You should feel even more embarrassed but all the new sensations completely tore down any shame you may have had.

He feels you clench around his fingertip so he pulls it out before shoving the entire digit back in, just to hear you squeal. He keeps up a steady rhythm that nearly has you drooling, eyes squeezed shut as you fall limp against his chest. Unable to do anything else but keep your hips curved back to feel more. You feel another slick finger push inside you and immediately tense up at the intrusion. It makes your sensitive little hole tighten up painfully and you whimper.

"Ease up, mutt," Toji grumbles, forcing the second finger past your tight rim. You squeak at the burn, but before long, you're panting and writhing against him once again. In a half-assed, stunted attempt, Toji rubs his free hand up and down your back to sooth you, surprised when it works. The second you let out a breath to relax, he resumes fucking his fingers into your hole.

"Atta boy," he says. The way his voice gravels makes your stomach flip, has your pussy drooling on his sweatpants in a way that makes him laugh. "Look at my pup getting all excited for a little ass-fucking."

The vulgarity of his words would normally scandalize you, but you find yourself nodding dumbly and mumbling against his chest. You're pretty sure you hear him say something else, but you can't focus as Toji pulls his sweats down and nestles his erection right between your asscheeks. It's hot and thick, this you know after being repeatedly face fucked, but you have no clue how it's going to fit down there.

"Paws up on the couch," he commands, helping you move so your feet are firmly planted on the cushion and you grip onto his shoulders for support. He fucks his hips up so his cock rocks against you, sliding between your slippery cunt. It feels like heaven, especially when the tip drags across your clit.

But Toji isn't interested enough to worry about your pleasure. Against your weak protests, he settles his wet cock right against your asshole so you can feel just how thick it is.

"Too big!" you whine, trying to push him back to your cunt again. "W-won't fit."

Toji lands a harsh slap on your ass and pushes his cock against your hole so it stretches you out ever so slightly.

"That's too fuckin' bad, pup," he tells you, teeth gritted.

And then he's pressing inside of you. His fingers stretched you out sure, but they were no help in preparing you for the real thing. The pressure is intense and your body wants to seize up at the sensation. But you want to prove that you’re a good boy so you just sink your nails into his skin and whine brokenly.

Toji must have picked up on your pained little noises because he presses his lips to  you ear to whisper about how It's gonna feel good soon, pup. You're gonna help Master unwind, yeah? That's what good boys are for. Made for this.

"Please touch," you beg, wiggling your hips in the most enticing way you know how, and it makes your master chuckle. He squeezes your thighs so tight they're sure to bruise the next day.

"You want my fingers on your little clit? No, no, pup. I'm the one in charge here. Little boys don't get to decide what happens. You wanna act like a real boy now, so I gotta fuck you like one," he grunts. He's determined to break you down, and mold you into a little cocksleeve that only he can fuck. That only responds to him.

"Can't spoil that little pussy or else you'll act out, right? Cocksluts don't make for good pets."

He sinks in deeper and you hiss. He's even gracious enough to let you get adjusted to his size, but eventually gets impatient after two or so minutes of slow, gentle grinding. His hands grip under your thighs to keep you upright as he slams his entire length into your ass punishingly.

"M-Master!" you choke out as your body about goes into shock at the brutal thrusts. He's so deep you swear you feel him in your stomach, and the full, burning feeling makes you wail. It doesn't stop your fluffy puppy tail from wagging wildly behind you.

"Too— ah! T-too much! Too much, Master, i-it hurts!"

Toji grunts, his balls tightening embarrassingly soon as he fucks up your insides. The pain etched on your cute little face only makes his blood pump harder. And the fucking pleading. He swears he's never heard anything sweeter.

"That's right, baby, it does hurt doesn't it? That's how you help me, you let me hurt you, right little boy?" he mutters. He squeezes your thighs tighter, loving how the skin squishes between his fingers.

You don't process anything after that. Your brain short circuits when you feel his cock throb inside of you, so you don't notice when Toji lifts you off of him. He presses you face down, ass up against the couch and digs his thumbs into your asscheeks to better slide his cock back in. The wet, squelching noise it makes sounds throughout the living room, giving Toji an unneeded boost to his ego.

You cry out, face covered in tears and snot, as he carves a spot out of your body for only him, making you choke on the thrusts. Something primal triggers in your brain as he bends you in half, and you let out a pathetic growl.

"P-please! Master breed, breed!" you babble out, nails now digging into the upholstery of the couch.

Toji grins wide, and grips your tail with a harsh yank. It spreads your hole even wider so he keeps a firm grip on it, no matter the cries you let out.

"Pathetic little boy, begging me to breed this tight ass. Bet you don’t even know what that means, dumb pup," he says, voice mocking. A wave of degradation and shame washes over you, but it only makes you more desperate.

He can tell you're close by your fluttering hole, and there's no doubt in his mind that your pussy is clenching just as much. Your tail wags wildly against his stomach and he pulls it forward harder, growling at the way you cry.

"You close, already?" he taunts. "Maybe you are a little cockslut bitch. A little fucking and breeding and you're panting like I got you in heat."

His thrusts quicken instinctually when your hole clenches especially tight. You whine and whimper, thighs trembling beneath you as Toji abuses your entrance. The way his balls slap against your clit has you inching closer and closer to the edge until you snap.

The world goes blank and all you can do is moan and shake as Toji fucks you through your high, cocky laughter filling the room.

"Atta boy," he groans, slowing his thrusts to calm himself down. The way your ass flutters around him as you cum so beautifully nearly makes him shoot off like an excited teen. Your body is addictive and he intends on using it all up.

Your cunt throbs pathetically at the neglect. Toji is sure to bully you for cumming untouched and the thought makes you sniffle.

"Owner!" you sob as he picks up his pace. It feels like your little hole could split completely in half, the overstimulation makes you gasp and choke. You can't tell if what you're feeling is pleasure or pain, nor do you care.

It isn't long before Toji is moaning and growling louder, his thrusts getting sloppier as he gets closer to his own high. He grabs your waist and pushes your torso down so your back arches even more, until it makes your spine burn with resistance.

You hear him panting like a beast behind you, letting go of any resistance and just using your body like nothing more than a toy. He’s so caught up in your tight wet heat, that he doesn’t even hear your pathetic attempts at begging for mercy. You wanna be bred so bad? Then shut up and take it.

Toji grits his teeth so hard his jaw aches as his balls tighten up. His cock throbs hard inside you before filling you to the brim with hot, sticky cum. The warm sensation fills your belly and has you mewling with a mix of contentment and relief that his brutal thrusts have finally slowed.

His cum gushes out of you when he pulls away and he’s quick to scoop it up and push it back inside your gaping hole.

“Yeah, yeah,” he grumbles when you hiss from overstimulation. “Can’t expect to get bred if you keep pushin’ my cum out.”

He laughs mockingly when your ears perk up at that. Such a dumb puppy you are.

Toji pulls his sweatpants back up, but makes a point of keeping you bare and on your knees. He says something about wanting easy access, and if you really want his kids he’s gonna have to use you like that everyday until his seed takes. It all makes perfect sense to you, so you nod and bury your face into the couch cushions. Sleep comes surprisingly easy, what with the pinching pain in your ass and hips, and you’re more than ready to go again in the morning. Anything to have a belly full of Toji’s babies.

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#girl this is so rushed but i simply had to get it out into the open #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #toji fushiguro smut #trans masc reader #trans male reader

[sister-lucifer]

Eager Hands On Soft Flesh: A Preview

ticci toby x chubby!transmasc!reader

a fic for @pompeiisystem

content/warnings: insecure chubby reader, reassurance from toby, no real nsfw yet just a loving slightly horny toby who wants you to feel as handsome as he knows you are

“Toby, be honest, do you think this outfit would look better if I…you know, lost some weight?”

The sudden lurch of his body followed by sputtering and coughing as he chokes on his drink makes you jump. Your eyes widen a bit as you watch him struggle to regain his composure, wiping his mouth and trying not to spit. 

“Wh— W-What the hell are you t-talkin’ about?” He stammers, speaking through the discomfort of off brand soda in his windpipe. 

“I just mean…you know,” You reply, suddenly feeling sheepish as you look down at the crimson sweater keeping snug against your top half, “I was just thinking…maybe I should, I dunno—“ 

“Did I s-say something?” Toby says quickly. He rises from where he was sitting at the kitchen table,  wiping his chin with his sleeve one last time. “Did I m-make you—shhhrk!—make you— m-make you think that you h-had to?” 

“Oh no, of course not!” You’re fast to reply, gently putting your hands on his arms and giving a small squeeze. “No, no, it’s not you at all, I promise. I was only thinking—“ 

“W-Well you shouldn’t d-do that anymore.” 

You sigh softly, moving your hands down go grasp his. You run your thumbs over his knuckles, looking up at him through your lashes. 

“Toby, come on, I didn’t mean anything bad about you. I’m just saying…I want you to be honest with me, that’s all.”

You look down at yourself, at the knit sweater and jeans you’ve put on. They’re comfortable, yes, but there’s something about the way you look in them that just doesn’t add up. You shouldn’t have expected to look exactly like the model on the website, really. You didn’t think you did. 

You’re starting to feel foolish for spending your money on this. It was silly, really, to be so excited about something as simple as a cute sweater, but at the time you thought you couldn’t live without it. You have plenty of other perfectly good outfits in your closet. Really, what reason did you have to think— 

You gasp softly when Toby suddenly pulls you in, ripping you from your thoughts with hands on your waist, gently grabbing at your love handles and pushing you back against the counter. His lips find your neck in a split second.

You moan softly, the sensation surprising but not unpleasant. You grasp at the back of his sweatshirt with one hand and run your fingers through his hair with the other. He groans under his breath when you tug just a bit.

“Please, baby,” He whispers against your skin, “P-Please, let me love on y-you just a-a bit…” 

“Toby, what are you—“ 

“Nothing, baby, I-I’m not doing a-anything…Just l-let me…”

Your cheeks are getting hot fast. You make no effort to push him away, but you can’t help getting flustered. 

“Toby, c’mon, you don’t have to do all this…” 

“I-I want to, though,” He says quickly, starting to nip and suck at your neck between kisses, “I’m not v-vvv-very good with words, I-I…I just—j-just wanna show you—shhh!—s-show you what you f-feel like…to m-me…” 

He pauses with a sigh, pulling back slowly. He looks up at you almost hesitantly, an expression you rarely see on his face. He’s always the first to act on an impulse, rarely ever thinking twice about anything; what’s slowing him down now? 

“…i-if you’ll let me, I-I mean.” 

The words come out far too gentle for Toby, and it makes you melt against him a bit. He’s always so eager to get his hands on your body, but something in him is sensing something unsure in you. You look back into the mossy color of his hazel eyes with contemplation. 

You can’t stop the gentle smile that spreads over your face. 

You pull him down to give him a slow kiss, and he happily returns the gesture. When you pull back again, there’s no hiding the anticipation on his face as he awaits your answer.

“…Of course, Toby.”

#creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #trans masc reader #male reader #chubby reader #ticci toby #ticci toby x reader #fic preview #wip #fic wip #ticci toby creepypasta

[marimology]

Would it be alright to request some sfw agere with a transman reader x Shanks, Beckman & Rayleigh (separately, or just whichever characters you're comfortable with)? Just like pure fluff/comfort please- I'm so glad I found this blog man there's never any content for POC or transmen/men so thank you so much 🙏🏾

notes : mini spoilers regarding shanks’s background story i’m sorry this is so short anon it’s been a while since i’ve written agere content 😭

— goes into “whatever my boy wants my boy gets” mode

— you definitely drawn on his face before ( with washable marker ofc)

— he also regresses because he had his earlier childhood spent on rogers ship

— prank calling buggy

— hides paci’s around the ship (this wasn’t on purpose you both just lose stuff)

— you want to “match scars with him”? he’s grabbing a marker and drawing his face scars on you.

— if you regress when he’s not around one of your comfort items is a strawhat you both made together

— “sailor, prince, captain, first mate” are names he likes to call you

— likes to trap you in a blanket burrito or jokingly puts you in “air jail”

— in the one piece world they probably have coloring book versions of wanted posters, you own one and you both like to color in his crews posters.

“it’s beckmann ^_^” *shows beckmann*

“why do i have purple hair?” beckmann

“why don’t you have purple hair” shanks tapping his foot arms cross

#one piece x reader #one piece #shanks x reader #age regressor #sfw agere #agere fic #🧸. agere asks #trans masc reader

[nullwritesmonsters]

Frustrations and Distance { Ghost x Trans-masc reader!} MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+ ONLY!!

Warnings: Uses afab terms for reader's genitals. Reader is afab and trans masc. Reader referred to as : Good boy, Puppy, Baby

You were on leave, mandatory leave for an injury that had to heal before you were able to return to work. You relished the break until you learned your boyfriend Ghost was unable to get his time off approved and was going to be deployed for a few weeks. 

Now sitting alone in the house, you spent the next two months bored and frustrated out of your mind. The house had been cleaned three times over and you were still left with this antsy feeling. So you headed upstairs to your and Ghost’s room, the scent of him hadn’t faded completely and it was the only reason you’d been able to fall asleep these past two months. 

Falling back onto the bed you slowly worked your hand down your pants, rubbing your clit and sliding your fingers inside yourself. As much as you worked yourself you were unable to cum, the frustration building up in you even more. You shot off the bed with a growl and stomped into your shower to clean yourself off. 

Unfortunately for you, You hadn’t been able to get off on your own since Ghost had left. You tried everything, your toys, fingers, looking at porn, but nothing had worked. It left you a pent-up mess and desperately missing your boyfriend. 

Luckily Ghost was getting back from being deployed in a few days. The thought cheered you up but you were still a bit peeved at your lack of release. You’d started to blame Ghost for your issue, he’d ruined you with his big dick and now you needed him to cum. Realistically you knew it wasn’t that (probably) but it was still easier to blame him for it. 

You stepped out of the shower and decided to get started on dinner, might as well since you didn’t have anything better to do. Or you would’ve had the doorbell not rung. You slipped downstairs and headed for the door, opening it to see Ghost standing outside with his bag.

You stared in disbelief, He wasn’t supposed to be back for at least a few more days! You surged forward with a laugh, wrapping your arms around his neck and dragging him into a hug. “Simon you’re back! I thought you were gone for a few more days?” You asked staring up at him. Ghost smiled down at you and kissed the tip of your nose. 

“We got back early, I got my leave approved finally so I’m home for a bit” He explained. You were really glad he was back, but another more petty part was still peeved that you hadn’t gotten off in two months. 

Your demeanor changed as you pulled away, walking back into the house with a huff. “About time, You should’ve gotten it earlier” You grumble at Ghost, leaving him confused. 

The blonde walks inside with a frown and shakes his head. “Hey, what’s the deal? Why are you mad at me?”

“I haven’t cum in seven weeks Ghost!” You snap at him, whirling around to face the taller man. Ghost blinks at you and sets his bag down on the kitchen table. 

“But you have toys and stuff?” He asks slightly confused. You roll your eyes and fold your arms, looking away with a blush. “I couldn’t finish, it’s… it’s not the same without you” Ghost chuckles deeply and steps behind you, gently guiding you by the hips as you continue to complain without noticing what he’s doing. You barely hear the sound of his belt unbuckling as you continue to rant “You ruined me, Nothing worked, not my toys or my fingers, I can only- oh!”

In one smooth motion, Ghost pulls your shorts down and slides into your dripping pussy. He chuckles deeply and presses a kiss to your neck “That better baby? Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you”

Ghost gently folds you over the dining room table and grinds his hips into you in slow, dirty circles. His thick girth spreads you open, the head bumping against your cervix with every deep grind. You’re speechless as he continues to rock into you, the feeling of him inside you is almost overwhelming from how long it’s been. 

You inhale a choked breath and moan, drawn out and breathy when Ghost thrusts into you. He pulls back and begins to slowly press in and out. You feel his smirk on your throat and if you weren’t paralyzed with pleasure you’d wipe it off his face. “Simon!” You whine the other man’s name, tears already gathering in the corners of your eyes. 

Your brain turns to mush when Ghost brings his hand between your legs and rubs gently on your clit, his gloved hand giving you much-needed friction on the bud. You clench around him with a gasp and rock into the rough feeling of his glove on you. “Oh that’s it baby, I’ll give you what you need” He coo’s into your ear, rocking deep into you.

You shiver against him, thankful for the table underneath you holding up your weight. You’re not sure if you’d be able to stand on your own with how much your legs are shaking. “Simon!” You whine, grabbing onto his forearms as he leans over your back. He lets out a huff and buries his face in your hair, starting to move faster. 

You squeeze around him and your breath hitches as his hips piston into yours, his fingers rubbing against your clit. You gasp out your name as you reach your peak, a broken moan leaving your lips as you cum around him. 

Ghost eases you through it, rolling his hips and playing with your clit. You squirm underneath him at the overstimulation but he keeps a firm grip on your hips. He presses a kiss to your cheek and pants into your ear. 

“Good job puppy, gonna make you cum on my cock again yeah? Want you screaming and crying on my dick while I pump a load into you” He whispers into your ear and heat coils in your stomach again. 

Ghost growls softly as he begins to pick up the pace again. You can feel him throbbing inside, the strong pulses against your inner walls. He aims his hips to the spot that makes you see stars and bullies it. You cum again, whiting out for a moment as Ghost continues to slam into you. 

When you come to Ghost is panting roughly into your neck, teeth grazing your throat. He pulls away with a grunt and hikes your leg up onto the table. “Roll over, I want to see your face” He pleads, voice rough and desperate. 

You flip over onto your back and stare up at your boyfriend. He’s flushed and sweaty with an adoring look on his face. He swallows as he meets your eyes, his brown eyes dark and hungry as he scans over your fucked out expression. 

He leans in and kisses you softly, a hard switch from the rough and dirty way he was fucking you just a moment ago. You card your hand through his hand and arch into the kiss, closing your eyes and sinking into the feeling. Ghost licks your lips and rests his forehead on your collarbone as he presses the tip to your entrance. 

The taller man pushes in, head catching on your inner ring as he slides in. He presses a kiss on your inner thigh and rubs circles into your skin with his thumb. Your head falls back against the table as he sinks in fully, hips pressed flush to yours. “Perfect for me love, Only I get to have you like this… You’re mine” He growls against your lips and then starts to move. 

Ghost sets a punishing pace as he trails kisses up your chest, hands gripped tightly to your hips as he pounds into you. The table creaks with each thrust and you sob as each movement brushes against your g-spot. 

Ghost grunts, eyes clenched shut and teeth gritted as he chases your releases. He cracks open his eyes and moans at the sight of you underneath him. “Oh fuck, that’s it puppy. Come on, cum for me, I wanna see that pretty pussy squirt. Fuck, you always look so good with my cum dripping out of you. My good boy” He praises, fingers coming back to find your clit while the other presses down on your stomach. 

You shriek with pleasure and babble a mixture of swears and Ghost’s name. Your body arches sharply off the table with a loud moan as the tension in your stomach snaps. “Simon I’m close! Oh fuck, fuck fuck!”

You shake as your third orgasm hits you like a train. Your release sprays against Ghost and drips down your thighs, warm and sticky. He groans as you clench down on him and leans down, biting into your neck as he reaches his peak.

His hips stutter as he pumps his load into you, thick ropes of cum splash against your walls as he grinds into you. Ghost braces himself over your body, staring into your eyes as he fills you with his spend. 

He pants softly and brushes hair out of your face, his other hand dropping from your legs hooked over his shoulders. He kisses you, slow and drawn out as he pulls out. You hiss at the overstimulation, looking down to see your pussy puffy and red. You and Ghost’s cum drip out slowly between your folds and onto the dining room table. 

Ghost dips his fingers down and swipes it up, sucking the mixture off his fingers with a grin. He swallows it and finally lets your legs drop from his shoulder. You sit up and lean against his chest, feeling hazy and fucked stupid. Ghost notices your expression and coo’s at you, petting your hair and kissing your forehead. “There we go, my little pup cum drunk from my cock, just how he should be”

You whine at his words but it’s true, this is your favorite feeling in the entire world. He scoops you up and walks over to the kitchen counter, grabbing a towel and wetting it with warm water. Ghost cleans you up gently, pressing soft kisses to your temples. He sets you down on the couch, shusing you when you whine as he leaves you. 

You assume he’s cleaning off the table and it’s not long until Ghost is back at your side. He slips your shorts and underwear back on and pulls you into his lap. You both recline down the length of the couch. Ghost rubs your thighs absentmindedly as you both calm down. He nuzzles into your hair and squeezes his arms around you. 

“I missed you so much when I was gone. I’m not used to you being gone on the field” Ghost admits, hugging you tighter to his chest. You smile up at him and cup his jaw “Me too, it’s not the same when you’re not here either” 

Ghost leans into the touch and sighs “But if the sex is that good every time we’re separated I might ask for less leave” He grins down at you, yelping when you smack his shoulder. He chuckles at your pout and tilts your chin up, kissing you. He stares into your eyes and caresses your cheek. “I love you” 

You melt at the words no matter how many times Ghost has said them by now. You sit up and press a light kiss to the man’s jaw, peppering light ones across the scars on his face. “I love you too”

Ghost blushes and you laugh at his reaction. He rolls his eyes at you but pulls you closer. The two of you settled in together on the couch, everything was perfect now that you were side by side. You closed your eyes and basked in the sensation of Ghost’s love.

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would you be comfortable writing hunter x wild witch!ftm!reader where he teaches hunter about wild magic and lets him study him and just some nice fluff? thank u !!

Learning Wild Magic Headcanons | Hunter

thank you for requesting, anon!

reader is assumed as being trans masc but can generally be read as neutral

wild magic has been hunter’s primary interest outside of his work as the golden guard for as long as he can remember — both for personal reasons and due to his want to save his uncle

but due to its widespread ostracisation and his job requiring him to hunt down practicing witches, he didn’t have the opportunity or means to study or practise it

or, rather, he didn’t until he met you and you helped him escape his uncle’s grasp

and hunter is the most attentive student you could ask for; he’ll sit in front or beside you, leaning forwards on his elbows and looking at you like you put the stars in the sky and listening as keenly as he possibly can

he’ll memorise every glyph and incantation and movement and write down his notes in a tattered notebook he found at the night market when your lessons were starting

he’ll ask you questions about everything and will take every answer to heart, memorising everything intently — how did you learn, where did you learn from, are there others like you still around, where did you get those ingredients from, etc.

and if wild magic played a part in your transition (making it easier or harder for you to achieve) he’ll inquire, listen and celebrate or comfort with you

thrives under your praise and approval both as his teacher and his partner and will try to improve his performance during sparring just to impress you

when he sees you fight or just generally work with wild magic so naturally as if the spells and potions are an extension of yourself, he can’t help but look on in pure awe — thinking about how lucky he is to have met you, to be learning from you, to have you as his boyfriend

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