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Hello Beautiful Beasties!

Smut-tember 23, Day 16: Fierce x Reader(Fem or could be GN) - Forgiveness

Summary: Being in an official relationship with Fierce had many pros, but it came with a few cons and one pro became a con very quickly. His protectiveness. He says something and it cuts like a knife, leading to you running off. Alone and lost, all you want is him and his warmth around you, the argument can wait. You just didn't expect him to be worse off than you.

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You hated this. You hated every part of it. It wasn't fair. Why was it that you got treated differently? You could fight, wield a sword or a bow easily enough, yet they all coddled you worse than Wind. You stomped into camp, a heated argument already brewed between most of the Chain and you. Bickering was common, but this was the first real argument any of them actually had. And to make it worse, it was mostly between you and Fierce. The others tried to make it stop, but you weren't going to stand for this any more.

"That's bullshit!!" You hollered as you turned to look at Fierce who walked behind you all the way to camp. You could feel holes being bored into your back from him staring.

"It will be this way from now on." His stony expression did little to intimidate you.

"Says you? I have been with you lot for five months and have proven that I can hold my own. I have done everything you have asked of me just to not be left behind in camp."

Twilight spoke calmly, yet was stern. "We just want to keep you safe."

"I'm the safest with a weapon in hand." You bit back, but didn't press more of the issue towards Twi. He didn't deserve it. You got back in Fierce's face, "And your lack of confidence in me nearly got Legend killed! I was fine where I was, I had my area under control."

Fierce uncharacteristically stepped closer to you, not backing down. "Under control? Not paying attention to your blind side, not sticking to the plan and recklessly taking on monsters that outnumbered you is what you call being fine and holding your own? Let's just throw you in front of Ganon or better yet, Demise and see what happens! You aren't as capable as you think you are."

There was a storm building behind Fierce's white eyes. Everyone saw it. Sky tried to grab your wrist to pull you from the snarling deity. You ripped your arm away, taking another step closer, now having to look up at him. "What is your problem, Fierce? Why are you the most hellbent about this? Why can't you accept that I-"

"Because you aren't a hero!!" He roared, both eyes glowing with power as he looked down over you.

The comment silenced everyone.

It felt like an actual blow, causing you to take several steps back. "You… you see me as less, all because I don't have the title of a hero?" You started walking backwards.

"(Y/n), wait, that's not what I meant." Guilt flooded the god's face as his shoulders and ears drooped. His hand reached for you, but you flinched away like the touch would hurt. He quickly drew his hand back, looking down at his palms as if they were the source of the pain you felt in your chest.

The silence was too much. There were too many eyes. Everything in you was screaming to run, that the god in front of you was dangerous, that you were in danger… RUN!

"Wait!!"

You ran because Fierce was the first person to reach out to you. The first to tell you that you were enough just as you were. He was the one in the middle of the night to hold you close to his chest because you couldn’t sleep. That same night was the night that you looked up from where you were tucked under his chin and cupped his cheek, drawing his lips down to yours for a tender kiss.

Your lungs burned from the long distance you went. You crashed to the ground at the entrance of a meadow that you didn’t recognize, knees stinging from the harsh impact. Curling in on yourself, you watched the sun descend for the moon to come out. It was beautiful, but the colors were dulled with the pang in your heart.

H-he didn’t mean it, right?

Maybe you just overreacted?

Fierce just doesn't want you in harms way. That is all he was doing.

Right?

You looked around, now noticing that you didn’t keep track of where you were or how far you went. Great… You were lost. You grumbled to yourself knowing Wolfie would be sent to find you. Maybe Fierce was right, you had no business being with the Chain, with him.

The moon was bright in the sky when a branch snapped behind you, telling you that you were found. “Sorry they sent you all the way out here to find me, Wolfie. Seems no matter where I turn I need rescuing." The sound of feet scuffing closer made you think Twilight shifted back. Your brain went on a frenzy. You weren't ready to talk to anyone. Your mind then went blank, heart skipped when the person behind you kneeled. Their head laid partly on your left shoulder and the back of your neck. The unsteady breath in supplied you with who it really was, as did the few white strands of hair you could see. You didn't dare move.

Fierce whispered, "I do not deserve your forgiveness if you chose to, so I won't ask for it, but know that I truly am sorry. I should have trusted you and not take matters into my own hands. I shouldn't have scolded you for trying to protect Legend's life or raised my voice towards you when all you were doing was what any of the others would have done. I will not defend why I did it because it doesn't matter compared to how I have hurt you."

You two sat there in silence like that. You could feel him playing with the hem of your tunic that he had gotten for you when you joined them. You wanted to be mad at him, to push him away and be left alone. He would let you do it too, but when you heard him sigh in despair, accepting your judgment and start to move away, you reached behind you for his hand.

He didn't move…

You gripped his hand softly, gradually lacing your fingers with his. His hand was shaking and you were sure his other one was too. Trying to reassure him, you rub your thumb over his gloved hand. That wasn’t going to do.

“I’m sorry.” he whispered again.

Anyone else would have gone back to the argument, defended their opinion, scolded the other for the hasty action, rejected the apology, but that wasn’t what either of you needed. You needed his arms, scent, voice, hands, chest, lips, eyes… you needed him. What he needed was reassurance that you still loved him even though he was in the wrong, that you weren’t going to leave him. You pulled his hand around to your front, making him come closer. He kept his hand exactly where it was and moved the rest of his body so he could sit behind you, you between his legs. His arm you weren’t holding onto was wrapped around your torso lightly, head back to where it was when he spoke to you. The more silence, the harder it was going to be to break it. “We can discuss you portaling me out of the fight and the words exchanged at a different time. Right now, I just want to be close to you.”

He pulled you fully to his chest, making you giggle. The man knew you were weak when it came to how easily he could move you, like air. Turning around, you got onto your knees. He looked star-struck as his eyes never left yours. You gently moved his bangs from his face, soft smile on your lips. The smile fell with furrowed brows as you spoke, “I am sorry too, for all the things I said.”

His brows matched yours now as his hands cupped both of your warm cheeks. “You have nothing to be sorry for. This was entirely my fault, you hold no blame.”

“I overreact-”

“You reacted the way you did because of how I was treating and talking to you. That is all.” A single tear that you didn’t know you had fell, but was smoothed away with his thumb. He brought your forehead to his, taking a deep breath of each other. This was a normal gesture between you two, a sign of love and trust. It was calming.

It wasn’t enough.

You made your way into his lap as his hands held your rear. For whatever ungodly reason, he was still wearing his full armor. You slowly took his cap off and laid it to the side, then carded both sets of fingers through his white, soft hair. His eyes fluttered closed. Looking at his markings that you adored so dearly, you began to trace over them, starting with the blue on his forehead, then cheeks. After your fingers left a marking, your lips were there to ghost over them.

Deftly you unbuckled the red strap that held his sword to his back, letting it and the metal holding it fall to the ground. Fierce more so tossed it away with one hand, eyes never leaving your face. Next was the two red fasteners on the right shoulder and the two that were located on the seam at his right ribs. They popped off with some force needed, releasing the stiff heavy metal from the deity’s body. He allowed you to take one of his hands at a time to find the hidden clasps of his bracers. Unclasping them loosened his gloves so they could slip off his hands and forearms. You couldn’t help yourself as you kissed each finger, the back of his scarred hands and his calloused palms after they were released from their confines. Tunics were the only thing in the way from him being how you wanted him to be. He didn’t resist as you pulled them both from the bottom, over his head and placed them with his cap. Perfection at its finest.

You now could see all of his markings across his body (minus the ones around his hips and legs) bringing a smile to your face. Two fingers from each of your hands slowly went to the sides of his neck right below his ears where the double red markings started. You traced the four lines down to his clavicule. A single thumb touched the thick, solid blue stripe that laid on the soft notch at the base of his throat and followed it up to where it ended at the tip of his chin. A devious chuckle from you had him gulp, Adam's Apple bobbing. His eyes rolled back when you kept your thumb under his chin and pushed it up to get your lips on the markings like you had done on his face, but going the opposite direction than your fingers had. You sucked a pretty hickey on the upper part of his neck to pin him where he was.

His grip on your ass tightened while your nails started at the top of his shoulder, following the mirrored image of his blue marking on his forehead down his chest, making sure to go over his pierced nipples. The large blue marking connected to an identical one on his back that met on his shoulders. Two red lines on his shoulder caps were not missed and neither were the ones on his ribs. You weren’t gentle with your nails along his ribs, making him jolt and hitch his breath with a moan.

He grabbed your hair tie, pulled it out and kept it around his wrist. Both his hands went into your hair to bring you closer. His lips landed on yours momentarily before he said, “You are my weakness.” He captured your mouth again with more passion, nimble fingers unlacing the ties to your tunic. Fierce pushed the tunic off your shoulder, getting you to pull your arms out. Somewhere during his effortless movements to lay you down on your back, your bra was taken off, chest exposed to his moonlit white eyes.

You two took a moment to soak in the sight of each other. His hair, though short, framed his face in white. Muscles moved under his fair skin as he pinned your wrists near the sides of your head. He shifted between your legs, nearly chest to chest when he spoke again. "My weakness… my strength… the holder of my heart… and the only being that can put fear in me." He kissed your skin as he talked. "Fear of losing you."

"I'm not going anywhere." He leaned on one elbow to look down at your face, hand cupping your cheek, eyes searching your face as if burning the image of you into his mind so he wouldn't ever forget. Your smile was honest and warm, eyes twinkling like the stars above. He kissed the pad of your thumb when you glided it over his bottom lip. "I love you Fierce, nothing could change that. I forgive you."

His lips crashed into yours with a need, a need that only you could fill. You happily whined into the kiss. He would have torn the tunic off of you if it wasn't your favorite, but he still removed it in a manner that said if it didn't come off easily, he would rip it. All the while, you were pushing down his dark blue leggings over his hips. He stood to kick off his boots, then peeled the only thing left on him. He laughed as you ogled at him disrespectfully, something that made him bashful. He never had anyone worship him the way you do with touch alone and he was never willingly going to let you go.

The two of you explored each other’s bodies slowly, feeling every curve, dip and valley. Words weren’t spoken from there on as to not disrupt the virtue of the moment. The only thing heard was the warm summer breeze sweeping through the meadows, taking the harmonized melody of stridulation you two created with it. Crickets chirped their songs, an owl hooted in the nearby tree, frogs croaked along the running stream as Lightning Bugs and Fairies danced in the moonlight shining in the undergrowth.

It was a night of forgiveness, all else could wait

Keep it Naughty you Beautiful Beasties!🖤

#loz smut #purely smut #smut-tember #st23 #18+ only #fierce deity x reader #a bit of angst #fierce deity #body worship

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(Dᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜs Oʙsᴇssᴛɪᴏɴ ᵖᵗ ²) 𝑩𝒚𝒆 𝑩𝒚𝒆 𝑴𝒚 𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒓

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚐𝚐𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜.

𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎.

𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎.

𝙷𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎.

𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎.

𝙷𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍, 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝.

𝙰𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎.

𝙷𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚖 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎.

“𝐈’𝐦 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐤~,𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐈’𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫. 𝐈’𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞“ 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚝

𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎

“𝚑𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚒𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐“

𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚔’𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐..

𝙽𝚘!

𝙽𝙾!

𝙽𝙾!?

ክዐ!?

N̶͎̫̉̍͘͝O̸̜͉̹̳̎͒̎̄͘͘͝!?! N̶͎̫̉̍͘͝O̸̜͉̹̳̎͒̎̄͘͘͝!?! N̶͎̫̉̍͘͝O̸̜͉̹̳̎͒̎̄͘͘͝!?!

𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙰𝙽’𝚃 𝙻𝙴𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙶𝙾... 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑!!

“𝐎𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞“ 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎.

“𝐃-𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫..“ 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍.

“𝐘𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫“ 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛.

“𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫!..“ 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍’𝚜.

𝙷𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝.

𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙱𝙸𝚃.

“𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫~“ 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛.

𝙷𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚘.

𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙰𝙽’𝚃.

“D̸̜̼̻̟̺̘͉͉̍̀̈è̷̛̗̳͚̙͇̘͍͕̊̑̿͘͜â̸̠̋r̵̨͇̰̭̜̈́͑!?“ 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛.

𝙼𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚒 𝚛𝚊𝚗.

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍.

𝙷𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙼𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚍

𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜

“𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐏𝐋𝐄-“ 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢.

“𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫“ 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔...

Heyyy guys dont worry there will be another part and im sorry i havent posted i have been dealing with some stuff and i’ll try to keep u guys updated!

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fierce-deity-bgg · 5 months

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x readersss???

ye- so I’m basically making x readers for some fandoms now I’m taking requests rn

I will take:

loz:

link/linked universe, urbosa, Zelda, basically all the sages minus the minor, fierce deity, dark, Gannon, Ravio

FF7:

so far only cloud

Creepy pastas:

Ben drowned, glitchy red, lost silver, puppeteer, candy pop, (basically all the ogs), x virus, and moreeeee

spider verse:

hobbie, gewn, miles, that vampire guy (forg his name)

SSbu:

pit, dark pit, palutena, link, Zelda, cloud, sonic

Arcane:

Vi, jinx, ekko, Mel, etc…

Pokémon:

silver, gold, ash, goh, (all the gym leaders basically) hop, Marnie, mallow, Lana, gladion, Lillie, Kiawe, (BASICALLY EVERYONE IN SUN AND MOON) Garry, Arlo, and some others I forgot-

Fundamental paper education (I’m still learning about this one so they all might have completely different personality’s):

Miss Circle, Miss Bloomie, Miss Emily, Miss Grace, Miss Sasha, Miss Thavle, Mr Demi, Abby, Oliver, Zip, Skell, and ∆lice

I feel to lazy to put the rest you can just ask if I do them LOL

i do Take disorders as well for Readers and smth

I will not take minors and child readers unless it’s fluff or platonic I also won’t take yandars tho

ALSOOO idc if minors interact or not because I was that age too just don’t blame me if u get in trouble 🤷🏾‍♀️

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Kinktober

Day 13

Size Difference with Fierce Deity

N/SFW. MINORS DNI.

Happy Friday the 13th, everyone! By the time y'all see this, I will be getting a $13 tattoo and hoping for the best! Enjoy the day and stay spooky!

The air was thick in the room. The smell of sex and incense wafted around you both. Laid out on your back, arms up next to your head, you felt the bed move from the opposite end. The Deity’s face appeared over yours, his large white eyes half lidded as he looked down at you.

“My dear, I’m still not so sure if this is the best idea.”

You shook your head at him, arms snaking their way around his shoulders before you spoke. “I insist that it will be okay. I want this. No, I need this.”

He sighed, the hot air from it sending a shock to your core when it hit your neck. He leaned down close to it to follow it. “You sure are a persistent little thing, now aren’t you?” A slow, opened mouth kiss chased his words.

It was difficult to forget how big of a man – no, God- Fierce was. Especially as he had you pinned under him, his chest alone nearly covering your entire body. You groaned, moving your head to the side so his lips had more room to work. And by the Gods, did he need the room. Your hands dug into the red marks on his shoulders when he bit down lightly, the drag of his fangs bringing a cry from you. He chuckled lightly, carrying his ministrations up to your own lips.

You felt a heat growing against your thigh, and you would be damned to admit that it was probably the size of your thigh.

“Fierce-“ You rocked your hips up with the words, craving desperately for him to enter you.

“Hmm… being impatient now are we?” One of his hands traced the side of your face, nearly covering it whole.

You nodded, “I am. I know I am. But please, I need you inside of me.”

He hummed once again, trailing his hand down to your chest now. “I believe I can do that for you, dove.” He placed one more slow kiss to you before sitting up to his knees, situating himself between your legs.

You gasped when you felt that same heat hit your stomach. Looking down, you saw your own legs up and around his waist, barley making it around. On your stomach, his dick was laying there, weeping for attention. You were right. It was nearly as long as your thigh. You swallowed, looking from the wet head to his white eyes. “I’m ready.”

“Are you sure? You look as frightened as a baby deer.” One of his hands traced your side, another chill ran down you.

“Yes. I’m sure. Please use me, Fierce.”

“Well, since you asked so nicely.” He pulled his hips back, lining his aching cock up with your heat. He looked to your face one more time before pushing in. Your eyes closed as your hips involuntarily thrusted up into him. He paused, waiting for a moment for you to adjust before he continued pushing in. Your eyes were rolling back as your mouth hung open at the feeling. A hiss came from you when you felt him hit your cervix. He stopped once again, running that same hand over your chest and stomach in an attempt to soothe you. “We can stop, my love.”

“Keep going. Please don’t stop.” Your words were broken as they spilled out. Panting heavily at the intrusion in you.

“Alright, I’m about half way in now.” His own breathing was pitching with each inch he pushed in. Your head threw back as your panting grew heavier.

“Fuck, it feels so fucking good, Fierce. Oh my God.” Hands were gripping into the sheets so hard they might rip. Though all you could focus on was the way his dick felt hitting past your cervix. “Don’t stop please don’t stop I can take more I can, I can, I can-“

“Shh, it’s alright. I know you can. I know you can take all of me. It’s what you were made for.” His hand ran over your cheek before he stuck his thumb into your mouth. It was a half assed effort to calm you. Your mouth didn’t close around it, instead staying open with it pushing against your togue.

It was only another moment before he stopped moving. Himself breathing heavily as he gave you a moment to adjust. “Now, Dove. Let me know when I can move.”

After a moment, you nodded, used to the feeling of him deep in you. The first thrust was slow. Followed by a few more of similar fashion. Each one drawing a whine from your throat. It didn’t take long before he started fucking into you faster and harder. Lost in his own bliss and chasing his own pleasure with your body.

“Gods, love. Your body squeezes me so well. You hold me like you were made for it. Though I know it’s so, no other God of the heavens or the depths could be as privileged as me to have you as my own.”

#Kinktober #kinktober 2023 #lu smut #Fierce Deity x reader #lu fierce deity #n/sfw #nsft

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pinkalmondcake · 9 months

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A Mask's Love

Fierce Deity x reader Part 2 out of 3!

Masterlist

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For those of you who do not read smut, then please skip to the end of this chapter for the next! I know not everyone enjoys smut so don't force yourself to read it if you don't! And MDNI!

Part 1 is found here

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warnings: breeding kink, overstimulation if you squint, cum eating, angst, fingering, use of female anatomy, thigh/knee fucking

‧͙⁺-ˋˏ A Mask's Loveˎˊ˚⁺‧͙

4k words

"Remember me", those words barely audible to my ears as the warmth of someone's breath tickled the skin behind my ear, my eyes closing due to the dizzying feeling swirling within my head - imagery of a life I never knew passing by. The storm outside nothing but a murmur now.

"Remember the way we made love every night....", the voice softly called again, their lips tracing my earlobe as I found myself lost in a vision I have never seen..but it felt far too real to call a dream.

'My back arched from beneath the softness of our bed, my fingers burying themselves into the whiteness of his smoothened locks. His words were always so sweet against my skin...and the way his tounge twirled my nipple would always cause a waver in my breath.

His thrusts were so deep, so melodic and full, his teeth now grazing my breast before biting down into the skin with a deep growl that heavenly vibrated through his pale chest - his muscles tightening beneath my fingertips.'

"Remember the way you would beg me to fill you over and over again until you were nothing but a spilling mess...", his breath grazing over the skin of my neck, "...as though you were a temple purely made to be filled with nothing but my seed."

'I gasped, feeling his hips stroke against mine with every breath - my name slipping past his moistened lips as he dug his nails into my thighs before wrapping them around his waist - deepening himself inside me.

I could only drool and roll my head against the pillow, feeling the way I clenched around him with every thrust, a sign of my climax slowly nearing...but I needed more. I wanted more. "Please...", I softly begged, burying myself into the crook of his neck while his towering body enveloped me whole, "please, I need more."

A moan slithered past my lips, his hips fastening themselves along with the groans that came from him, "Speak to me, my love. What is it...that you need more of..."

His words were so soft, so honeyed that I couldn't contain myself as the words of my desire spilt from me alongside a breathy moan, "Spill yourself inside me...fill me until my body will have no say in whether or not I'll have your child. That I'll have your heir - to have a part of you with me forever." He shivered against my chest, his whitened eyes now widening before his lips pressed against mine, his tongue slipping between the warmth of my own. The words, 'I love you', being poured from his heart over and over again like the unending summer rains.'

"My love for you ran deeper than the origin of the Goddesses themselves...my home, my love...you are my entire heart", he murmured into my ear, my eyes fluttering open while I turned my head to glance into the whitened ones of his own - a warm smile spreading across my lips, "Fierce...your name is Fierce Deity. I remember when we first met, you were the Warrior God of Termina and I was a maiden who watched over your temple when you left for battles. But...I barely remember anything besides the love we held for one another." His hair drooled over his whitened eyes as they were now filled with so many emotions - the most emotions I've ever seen painted within his mysterious eyes.

I couldn't help but get lost in them, everything I'm feeling now are things I never felt before or even dreamed of feeling...so many questions echoed away in my mind, but what preoccupied me the most - was the way my legs clenched together in hopes to stop the wetness from pooling between them, these visions doing nothing but only adding fuel to the fire.

I closed my eyes, feeling the coolness of his hand stroke my cheek, "I do not care if you do not remember everything that we shared, but all you must know now is that I have waited so long to see you, my love...I've searched for you everyday until the terrible fate of my destiny fell upon me. But now - now you're here, with me once again just like all those years ago. I am truly, hopelessly in love with you. And I aways will be." His thumb stroked and glided across the skin of my bottom lip before lightly pushing it down, his eyes searching my own for any sign of discomfort, only to find none.

And with that, I grabbed ahold of his cheeks, pulling his weight down onto me as my lips found their way to his own, softer ones. The icy metal of his armour burning into the skin of my arms while he tore away the duvet from my legs and spreading them apart before crawling between them - our lips embracing, his own quickly dominanting me and biting the skin of my lower lip in hopes that I'll allow his tongue to explore the warmth of mouth once again.

To which I granted.

His tongue twirled with my own, slithering around my warmth as his hands dug into the bare skin of my thighs before trailing them upwards - bunching up the thin material of my night dress into his long, slender fingers. "Will you allow me the honour to make love to you once again, my love?", his deep, soothing voice felt so soft and delicate as he whispered them against my lips - his eyes never straying from my own, his uneven breathing echoing through my ears.

Butterflies swirled in my stomach, my legs struggling to release the friction that awaited between them while all I could do was numbly nod, feeling the ectasy of his touch shed itself into my fluttering heart. His thumbs tracing circles on my inner thighs.

"Tell me with your words, my love", he spoke with authority, needing to know if I was truly ready for him to take me right here, ready for him to give me all his love. I smiled up at him, placing my hands against the cool skin of his pale cheeks - tracing their red, intricate markings with the tips of my fingers, "Yes. I want you, my Fierce, Warrior God."

That was all it took for him to rid himself of his divine armour, that was all it took for him to drop his sacred weapon down onto the wood of my floor and that was all it took for him to gently place his lips onto my own - tasting me. Savouring the way our mouths molded against one another like the pieces of a puzzle while his hands found themselves stroking my cheeks one last time before trailing down to my nipples and lightly teasing them through my nightwear.

My breath wavered due to the new sensual feeling as my sensitive skin prickled from his sinful touch. His lips delicately trailing themselves down my neck before his teeth sunk into my ticklish skin, causing a soft gasp to escape me and my hips to slightly raise against the material of his tights - a new friction sizzling with electricity now pulses between my legs.

He growled into my neck, feeling my wetness soak onto his thigh that separates me, "You're so beautiful. A Goddess that's so ready for me to fill her with only a few simple touches", he murmured against my skin before kissing down to my collarbone and suckling it. I couldn't help but moan into my hand, my eyes shutting tight at the sensation that prickled my skin.

"Don't hide your voice from me, the sounds you make are far more beautiful than the melodic tunes of any musical piece. So, let me hear you, my love", he whispered, his hands releasing after squeezing my breasts and one began to cradle my flushed cheek while the other held my wrist, slowly tearing it away from my lips as I gazed at him through half-lidded eyes, only for me to glance down at the blue undershirt he still wears. He chuckled against me, sending a shock through my body, "Your wish is my command, my Queen."

And within a blink of an eye, his tunic was now laying ontop his twisted blade, my fingers shakily finding themselves tracing his aged scars before tearing my eyes to stare into his own sorrowful ones, their whitened void filled with an ancient guilt I may never be able to understand, but what I do know is, "You're beautiful." I could feel his heart stammer beneath my palm that now lays above its pulse, feeling the warmth of his skin tingle my own, "you're perfect." I whispered into his ears, watching them twitch as I placed my lips onto his neck - his body still against me from the suddeness of my confidence, his eyes slowly dragging back to my own, "I love you." I gave him a teasing smile while I drew myself back to look at his flushed face, "I know. So, show me how much you love me, Great Warrior God of mine."

He grabbed onto my hips - his lips never leaving my own - and pushed my body down against his thigh, feeling the material of his deep, blue pants burn against my core as I moaned. But before I could even say another word, he pulled me down onto his thigh again, separating my slit against the harsh cloth while all I could do was drool from my sensitivity while he thrusted his knee into my exposed clit - my moans filling his reddening ears.

His fingers tightened themselves on my hips, his lips suckling my nipples through my night dress before he stopped with a growl and released me, his hands now waiting for a command to tear open my dress as he watched me through dazed eyes. I could only meekly nod at him, my own rolling into the back of my head from the way his thigh now burned against my clitoris.

The tearing sound of my nightwear was hardly registered in my mind, the burn of my skin from the sudden act only caused me to fidget against his now stilled knee, needing that build up to release the tension that grows within my stomach, "Please...Fierce." He kissed the skin between my breasts, secretly praising me for not wearing my under cloths by nibbling it until my skin was turning red between his teeth, "What did I do to have you as mine?" He brought his lips back to mine, melting against me as his bit into my lower lip and tugging on it until it swelled, "what did I do to deserve you as my own." I moaned beneath him, feeling the way he pushed his knee into me with as much force as he could - but not enough to hurt me, he wouldn't dream of seeing me hurt by his hands or by anyone else's.

He kissed my abdomen, spreading my legs further apart while he slowly slid off the bed and onto his knees. My breath hitched as he suddenly pulled me closer to him - his hands wrapping themselves beneath my knees, securing me in place and slowly inching his face closer towards my pulsing clit before nuding his nose between my slit and breathing me in. I could only watch with apprehensive eyes as my fingers tightened themselves around my duvet in excitement while his name fell from my lips. His eyes now stalking me, watching the way I shiver at the single nudge of his nose against my core, his breath tickling my skin, "You smell better than any flower, my love." And before I could even respond, his tongue pushed its way inside me, causing my head to fall backwards onto the bed from the unknown feeling.

His tongue is warm while my wetness could only drool down my thighs from the way he separated my legs even further, his nose brushing against my clit with every twirl and twist of his muscle he made. All I could do was moan, feeling my saliva dribble down my chin and neck as his eyes watched me - his own precum staining the deep blue of his tights while he twitched against the tightness of his pants. Soon, I felt the sensation of a build up pool its way in my stomach, urging to be released but before I could even say anything, Fierce had said it for me, "Undo yourself for me...I want to taste every bit of you." His words so formal, so full of love and so very tempting. He didn't even need to say anything else as I came from my high, my vision blackening from the intensity that was finally released into his mouth - his tongue licking me clean before he removed his face, a soft whine leaving my lips.

He chuckled at that, the way I squirmed from the small pressure applied from his finger that had slipped between my folds and circling itself on my clitoris while he kissed the inside of my thighs before licking the excess cum from my skin.

My skin prickled at the way his eyes never left my own, as though, they too, were drinking me in, studying the way I moved and squirmed from his touches - my cum dribbling down his chin while he licked his lips, "You're delicious. So delicious. I want - no, I need to taste you again. Think you can do that for me, my one and only?" I mindlessly nodded before gasping at the sudden sensation of another finger slipping just past my slit as he softly growled from the way he slightly thrusted into his pants - needing to release the sensitivity that cries at him, but all he could really think about was having me cum for him all over again.

To see the way I withered under him, to hear the way his name spilt from my lips. It made his heart swell with so much love and desire that he can barely control himself anymore.

I could only hiss and shut my eyes tight from the sensitivity from my first high, his fingers sliding themselves inside me while his thumb played with my bundle of nerves. "You're doing so well for me, so well, my love. Soon we'll be joined together as one, just as we have done many times before", he murmured into the skin of my inner thigh before trailing his lips up towards my abdomen. And before I could register the taste of myself on his lips, he slipped his fingers inside of me and curled them against my walls while I could only moan into his mouth - his tongue now grazing my own.

Tears prickled the corner of my closed eyes as his mouth pressed harshly down against my own, his fingers stretching my walls in preparation for what is to come, "My love, I need to prepare you for me as much as I can...especially seeing you've never been penetrated before." My muscles tensed, feeling the way his fingers glided themselves before widening again. My precum drooling between my thighs and onto the duvet. "My size is not that of an average man - my height alone says that unfortunately", he softly spoke in somewhat of an embarrassed manner as I could only wince with a soft chuckle following after from the formality of his words, "Then how did I manage you during my first time back then?"

He gave me a guilty smile as he slid his way down to his knees, "You cried." I almost chocked on my spit, my stomach tensing with the desire to release.

With one more thrust of his fingers, I came into his warm mouth that reached my core just in time - savouring me with the way his tongue slowly licked its way around my folds, a playful smirk now playing on his lips, "You may have cried, but you still couldn't stop yourself from wanting more. For wanting me to stretch you so wide and fill you until I could feel your womb against me. Especially since you used to be so desperate for the need to have my child." My eyes softened at the sound of a child, but before I could question him about it, he rose from his place and licked his lips in hopes to taste me against them, allowing me to study his towering form against the silver of moonlight.

A sign that the thunderstorm had long since past and we just didn't notice it.

I watched the way he slid off his boots, his trousers following after while I would subtly wince as I tried to clench my legs together at the sight of him. And before I could even look at him properly, he slid ontop of me, caging me between the muscles of his forearms as he stared into my eyes.

I closed mine at the soft feeling of his fingers brushing away the dried tears that stained my flushed cheeks - his fingertips tracing my skin and lips, "Are you sure you want to, my love? I wouldn't want to hurt you, I don't know what I would do if I saw your hurt." I softly smiled at him, stroking his cheeks, "Yes, I want to...because I think I'm falling in love with you again."

His white eyes widened at my confession, causing him to quietly stutter out my name and collide his lips into mine with so much love, so much desire and strength, "I love you, I love you so much, y/n, Goddesses know how far and wide I tried to search for you." "Well, I'm here now", I said with a toying smirk, his cheeks reddening from lust, "Yes. Yes you are." He kissed me, separating my lips from one another as I felt him push against my folds - the pressure against my sensitive core causing my eyes to water and for a wavering moan to escape into his mouth. Our saliva dancing with one another. "Please tell me if it hurts or when I can continue", he whispered against my lips, I could only weakly nod in response to him.

I dug my nails into the flinching muscles of his shoulders as his tip stretched my walls, making me wonder what his size is really like. I felt his chest vibrate with a chuckle, his eyes searching my own with a playful glint to them, "Maybe you should have sat on my face first, that way my tongue could've helped prepare you even more - but then again, I doubt I would allow you to leave from that position afterwards. The sight of you coming undone on top of me is truly...a work of art." I couldn't even respond to his teasing as he pushed himself further in - my eyes rolling into my sockets while my tears drooled down my reddened cheeks.

Soon, he was fully inside me, the pain unbearable as he stretched my walls beyond what I thought was possible. I bit into his shoulder, feeling the way his muscles flexed before relaxing again as I softly cried. But eventually, the sting and burn slowly vanished - his words of praise calming me while the feeling of pleasure slowly began to awaken.

I gave him a nod, his eyes darting across my own for any sign of discomfort, only to find none, "You're doing amazing, my love." And with that, he gently pulled himself out before pushing himself in again, the rhymth slow, melodic - as though it were the melody that sang between our erratic hearts, "the way you clench yourself around me makes it difficult for me to not cum right here and now." His words nearly falling on deaf ears as I urged him to quicken his pace - the desire over coming my mind.

"Fuck...shit", words fell from my lips as his hips slammed against my own, his eyes hungrily studying the way he filled me - his hands only eagerly pushing my stomach down against his pulsing cock, "You're...tighter than I remember. Goddesses." He hissed, raising my hips against his own before cupping my backside into the palms of his hands. I cried out his name, feeling his slit slam against an area that caused me to buckle down into my sweat, stained mattress, "More. Please more." He growled, deepening himself inside me with every forceful thrust and grunt, "Look at you, my little star, begging the Fierce Deity for more of him. So pathetically beautiful."

He leaned against his knees as his head fell backwards, his silver hair spilling across the broadness of his shoulders. The sight of him glowing from the rays of the moon caused me to want to cum right then and there but he came to a sudden stop - placing his lips against my own while I groaned in disappointment at the feeling of my climax coming to a sudden stop, "Not yet. I want to savour every second of this moment." "I-", in a blink of an eye, he flipped me over and pushed my head down into my drool stained pillow with the palm of his hand, "you can only cum if I tell you too. But if you disobey me, I'll have to punish you, my love. And I wouldn't want you to witness such an act." I glared back at him from over my shoulder, "Oh yeah, and what would that punishment be." He stared into my eyes before giving me a small, sinister smile, "You'll have to see, my teasing Queen." Without warming, he slammed himself inside of me again, my walls clenching him, sucking him in as he gave me no time to adjust to his size, "Such an obedient woman. All for me and me alone."

I cried into the pillow, struggling to keep my cum inside me while he rammed himself into my sensitive spot, my body shaking against him as his chest laid across my back, "Keep holding it in love, you're doing so well. Such a good girl." His wavering breaths stroked the skin of my neck, causing me to shiver into him - his one hand reaching to pinch my nipple between his calloused fingers, "I...I can't Fierce. Please!" He raised himself from my back, both his hands now twisting my nipples while he released himself inside me for the fourth time - his warmth erupting through me while my own cum released against him in a shock like wave that burned through my stomach.

I felt him still inside me before cradling me in his arms, keeping me close to his chest while he pampered my head with his soft kisses, "I love you and I'm so proud of you. But are you hurt anywhere? Was I too rough on you?" I shook my head, my body numb against his own while my eyes laid closed, "I'm fine. More than fine. It was...amazing. If I wasn't so tired I would want to do it again...but there is something I want to ask you." I raised my head up to stare into the whiteness of his eyes that are filled to the brim with his love for me - my own eyes mirroring my new found love for him, "What is it, love of my life?" I cleared my throat.

"Did...Did I - we, ever have a child?"

Final Part

#loz smut #link x you #loz link #legend of zelda #loz #fierce deity x reader #fierce deity #fierce diety link #link loz

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miharuki · 7 months

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𝕽𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖘 𝕳𝖊𝖗𝖊/ 𝕾𝖔𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖈𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝕬𝖖𝖚𝖎

𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:hi, I'm miharuki or just uki, and I make fanfic requests, my English isn't the best but I do it in English and Portuguese (Eng/ptbr)

𝐏𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐀 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐀̃𝐎:oi, eu sou miharuki ou só uki, e eu faço pedidos de fanfic, meu inglês não dos melhores mas eu faço pedidos em inglês e em português (Eng/ptbr)

𝕬𝖓𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖘:

★Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler

★Tate no yūsha no nariagari/The rising of the Shield hero

★Tensei shitara slime datta Ken/that time i got reincarnated as a slime

★Jujutsu kaisen

★Dr. Stone

★Tondemo Skill de Isekai Hourou Meshi Online

★Blue Exorcism

★Kimetsu no Yaiba/Demon Slayer

★Tokyo revengers

★Mashle:Magic and Muscle

★Uramichi Oniisan/Life Lessons with the Uramichi Oniisan

★Saiki kusuo no psi-nan/The disastrous Life of Saiki kusuo

★Death note

★Hypnosis Mic

★Diabolik lovers

★Hunter x Hunter

★Marginal #4

─── ❖ ── ✦ ── ❖ ────── ❖ ── ✦ ── ❖ ──

𝕲𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘:

★The legend of zelda (linked universe)

★Genshin impact

★Undertale

★Omori

★Yandere aimulator

★Sally face

★Yanderes games

★Amor doce/My Candy Love

★ the kid ind the back

★ 14 days with you

★The Coffin of Andy and Leyley

─── ❖ ── ✦ ── ❖ ────── ❖ ── ✦ ── ❖ ──

𝕮𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖔𝖔𝖓𝖘:

★The owl house/a casa coruja

★Miraculos

★Hora de aventura/Adventure Time

★South park

─── ❖ ── ✦ ── ❖ ────── ❖ ── ✦ ── ❖ ──

𝕺𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝕱𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒/𝕺𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖘 𝕱𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒:

★Creepypasta

★Happypasta

★Vocaloid

★Yanderes

★Crush boyfriend

𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊/𝕽𝖊𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖘

•I don't do characters x characters/eu não faço personagens x personagens

•I don't make smut content about underage characters /eu não faço smut de personagens menores de idade

•I don't do any underage characters, the maximum will be between (Teen only (12+)/eu não faço personagens menores,o máximo será adolescente (12+)

•I only place orders in private /faço pedidos somente no privado

•Yandere characters are different from ocs yanderes or boy/girl yanderes/personagens yanderes são diferentes dos yanderes ocs ou yanderes garoto/garota

•I don't do fem x fem (I don't have much experience with that)

•Orders may take time due to me studying/os pedidos podem demorar por eu estar estudando

•I WILL NOT make fanfiction about characters from series or films/actors or etc., I don't do that and I will refuse to do any kind /•NÃO farei fanfics sobre personagens de séries ou filmes/atores ou etc., não faço isso e me recusarei a fazer qualquer tipo

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yxnderebxnny · 5 months

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GRAGAGAGAGAHWHERE THE FUCK ARE THE FIERCE DEITY X READER THINGS THAT ARE ANYTHING OTHER THAN SMUT OR 3 YEARS OLD

I NEED THIS OLD FUCK TO CRADLE ME AS WE NAP BY A FIREPLACE, NOT IMPREGNATE ME

#x reader #link x reader #loz x reader #linked universe #linked universe x reader #fierce deity #fierce deity x reader #Legend of Zelda #majoras mask #IM FINALLY OLD ENOUGH TO JOKE ABOUT SEX!! :D #I'm such a sad little man what went wrong with me

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hystericstar · 10 months

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-My Introduction-

Hello! My name is star and this is my blog <333

I’ve decided to start writing as a nsfw loz blog

I write for:

Twilight princess link

Skyward sword link

botw/totk link

Ocarina of time link

Hyrule warriors link

The fierce deity

Prince Sidon

Revali

As they are the ones I’m the most familiar with! Sorry if your favorite one isn’t on here.

My ask box is always open too <33

ABSOLUTELY NO racism, homophobia, transphobia, bullying ableism of any kind is tolerated here. You will be blocked on sight.

ageless, empty, or underage blogs will be blocked if I catch you interacting with my blog in any way.

About my content:

The reader will always be fem by default, so if you want it gn then please specify! I don’t do male readers sorry

The reader will always be a hylian I don’t write for linked universe, sorry!

What I wont write:

yandere, I don’t feel comfortable writing it

oc’s

no foot fetish or bodily fluids such as feces vomit etc.

no heavy bdsm

no intense or graphic bodily harm

no pedophilia or necrophila

while I may occasionally reference breeding in my writing, I do not write anything pregnancy related past that.

What I will write:

Headcannons! I can’t promise and exact number per post but I’m definitely open to doing them!

pretty much anything that wasn’t listed above is free game

I’m open to having anons!

remember to be kind here too <3

masterlist

#link x reader smut #skyward sword link x reader #twilight princess link x reader #loz x reader #loz link #prince sidon x reader smut #prince sidon x reader #hw link x reader smut #oot link x reader smut #ocarina of time link x reader #ocarina of time link x reader smut #fd link x reader #fierce deity x reader #fierce deity x reader smut #Revali x reader #Revali x reader smut

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desires-of-chain · 1 year

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I need content. I need much content. I need—

*whips off sunglasses*

Time and the Fierce Deity railing their partner from either side, holding a silent (or not so silent 🤫) competition to see who can fill up one of their holes first, round after round, their cries of pleasure all but lost to their needy grunts and growls as they each work to fill their beloved up.

there may or may not be a bulge beginning to form, but hey I ain’t gonna stop them

I have a very bad case of brain rot, and Time and Fierce are my current obsession plz forgive me 😪 Or not idk

—🍀

Two fav boys comin' right up 🤤also don't judge, it's been a while since I wrote downright, leg-shaking smut.

A sharp intake of breath, lowly whispering, 'fuck.'

A thumb rubbing your cheek from one of them, you weren't sure. Mind hazy and sight blurry from the tears of overstimulation. A soft purring noise rumbled above you; something slippery and hot tapped against your cheek. A whimper escapes your lips, tongue peeking out, licking skin in a messy motion with no rhythm to mind; a hand runs through your hair, caressing your head before gathering the strands in a gentle grip.

"That's a good little lamb, be nice and swallow."

Fingers deftly scoop a fluid off your cheek, barging into your mouth with two. The same slightly salty taste overruns your tastebuds, and you feel yourself slipping again. Melting into the sweat-riddled sheets underneath your body, the drunk feeling of want was rising, heat burning your mind as you swallowed the fluid. Mouth enclosing around the fingers, sucking and licking them clean before parting with a puff of air.

The sounds of squelching reach your ears, a pleased sigh from Time and another groan leave you, and the feeling of being filled once more draws a mewl from you. Body shakes with nerves, and the head of his cock grazes that spot so sweetly; his hips roll leisurely, back and forth, plugging the mixture of his and the deity's cum within your abused hole.

"N-no more, please," you whined, wiggling weakly in the grasp that had taken place on your hips. Hands encircled your belly, rubbing the bulge gently.

"No?" Time teased, "I could've sworn you said more earlier, did you not?"

"I believe, little lamb, you don't get a say no matter what," Fierce rumbled, the grip on your hair became firm, "cause we're not done with you yet."

#.bea's sinful writing #🍀 anon #link smut #link x reader #smut #fierce deity x reader

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chain-link-smut · 10 months

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Hello Beautiful Beasties! Just something that has been wanting to come out and say hi. Hope you enjoy!

Fierce x Reader: Yandere office goodbye

“This is my letter of resignation.” You tossed the letter on Fierce’s desk, right on top of his computer. You had had enough of his controlling ways not only at work, but in your relationship. He was possessive and obsessed. Telling you want to wear, how to do your hair and wouldn’t let you out of his sight. This wasn't what you signed up for when he offered to be your Sugar Daddy.

“You are terminating your contracts?” He asked as he looked over the letter. “You are quitting your job and leaving me? Bold move.”

“I want out.” The contract wasn’t only a work contract, but one that allowed him to be with you in the way he really wanted to be, a lover. You had boundaries and lately he had no regard for them.

“You have been enjoying yourself on my dime, not that I’m complaining, but it would all have to end. You would have to restart your life.”

“I’ll manage.” You still had a few friends that he hadn’t manipulated to hate you or make them think you wanted nothing to do with them.

“You’ll regret this.” His white eyes held you in your place. His words were not a warning, but a fact. A fact because he would make sure of it. You were willing to play the long game with him to win back your freedom.

When you turned to walk out, he stared at your ass with a head tilt and a smile that showed his fangs. He wasn’t going to just let you go. He walked up behind you in the hallway silently and made sure no one was nearby. There was a vacant room that was no longer vacant as he pulled you in by your wrist.

The lights were off, but you both could see as he pinned your wrist above your head. His lips locked with yours and he still tasted so good. His knee spread your legs apart, his thigh hiked your skirt up until he was pressing against your wet panties. His mouth was at your neck when he growled, "You're leaving me?" as if he was giving you a last chance to change your mind. His teeth skimmed across your skin, "Are you sure you really want that?" His thigh rubbed against you and your jaw dropped open, giving him the chance to have his tongue in your sweet mouth.

You didn't want to, but your hips rolled on his leg and chest stuck out towards him. His hands slid down your arms and squeezed your breast, flicking buttons open so he could pull the now open shirt down. He pulled your breast out from your bra to properly latch on and nip with sharp teeth.

His hands were still going down and pulled your skirt all the way up. One hand was in your panties, fingers dipping inside you. "Your body is telling a different story~. You're too wet for this to be goodbye."

You wanted him, but you shouldn't. "Fierce, don't make this harder for both of us..." You kissed his lips when they were close enough. Your body naturally responded to him this way, conditioned to do so.

Suddenly you were straddling his powerful hips, still pressed against the wall and you could hear him removing the few articles of clothing to pull himself out of his pants... then he's inside you and you wanted it.

Your arms were around his neck as he drove into you and up the wall noisily. You were so close, just a little more, right there, dont stop- fuck! You're both panting and cumming. You wrapped your arms loosely around his neck, head resting against his as you caught your breath. Your legs trembled as he let you stand on your own.

You could feel the victory smile on his face below your ear where he open mouth kissed your skin. "So, my little Dove, still want to leave me behind?"

You sighed with a half smile and put your clothes back to how they were before. You cup both of his cheeks, thumb rubbing across his red marking that you always loved to apply kiths to while he slept curled into your side, then gave a light kiss to his now bruised lips. "I hope that this one last round brings you closure." You slip out the door and leave him in the dark.

You don’t hear it, but he grew angry and punched the wall just left of where your head just was. He wasn’t used to being told no like that. He was going to get you back… That was a promise.

He always kept his promises.

Keep it Naughty you Beautiful Beasties!🖤

#loz smut #purely smut #fierce deity x reader #yandere

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darknessisafriend · 3 months

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You are my Empire Commodus x Reader

Here's a little one shot about Commodus being a sub in your relationship, smut and fluff, enjoy!

The flutes, claps and cheers filled the palace, effervescence and joy for the Calendae Ianuariae, New Year. Statues of Janus were erected in all Rome, the double face deity looking to the past and towards the year to come. You smiled, finding yourself looking towards the past…

It was about a year ago, you were exactly at the same place for New Year, having to bear with mundane whispers and gossiping of the court, but you heard everything, and people found pleasure confiding in you. It used to be the incarnation of boredom, having to wear a smile as if you didn’t crave to go home. Today you still thanked the gods for not listening to yourself, for that night your life had changed. You had met your husband, Commodus, son of Marcus Aurelius and Emperor of the Roman Empire.

“Careful not to get lost in your memories. Someone might take advantage of it.” Said a charming masculine voice from behind you, you felt the man approach, leaning closer to your ear, making you smile “Still as beautiful as the first day I laid my eyes upon you.” He cooed, coming to stand in front of you, a glass of wine in each hand, handing one to you, Commodus, the man of your heart.

“Such praises and care tonight…” you commented, happily accepting the glass and taking a sip of this round and powerful Gaul wine. Commodus looked at you in the eyes, devoted, obsessed.

“I serve to please you, my love. And Rome.” He answered in a whisper, you had recently taken the first place in his thoughts, managing to distract him from the turbulence and violence of the Senate. After all, you had one advantage…

“Then I hope that the night is only starting for us. As the roman tradition wants…let us start the year as we want it to be all year along…” you teased him with a smile he knew too well.

“And what could that be, my queen?” he asked, a hint of hope in his voice as if he was craving something. You slightly leaned forward to speak on the confidence tone.

“Kneel.” You requested; your voice only hearable by your husband. His eyelids briefly fluttered, as if he had been waiting for these words.

“How daring of you to ask this of your emperor.” He retorted on a dangerous tone, you were seeing the fierce lion again, untamable, unwilling to submit. But you knew it was a façade he pulled in front of the public and so his face softened. “But you are worth submitting too.” He whispered as he knelt after making sure no one was around, luckily you had gone to an intimate corner and on purpose. You savored as the mightiest man in the world, placed his hands on his lap as he looked at you from below, his eyes shining with devotion, love.

It was something you had understood soon enough in your marriage. Commodus craved submission, he could be the leader, the one with a speech that won’t be contested. He had a high position, yet he didn’t want power or wealth. All he desired was to serve people, his people, please the empire, please the Senate, his sister and you. You had dompted him, earned his trust, cracked the shell open to reveal a vulnerable boy seeking comfort to face the rest.

“Good boy.” You smiled, taking a step closer to cup his chin, lifting it a bit more as you leaned forward, placing a light and slow kiss upon his lips; he closed his eyes, sighing, relief washing over him, he had been busy all night with requests from senators and nobles, now he could let go. Your fingers made their ways down his neck, feeling his quickening pulse, sliding underneath his tunic to play with a thin leather string tied around his neck, pulling on it to press his lips more against yours, hearing his fists grab the fabric of his toga.

“Take your leave. I shall excuse you to our guests and join you when it’s done.” You ordered him as you parted from him, hearing him retain a whimper of happiness. By taking the lead you relieved him of suffering more the presence of political guests, he only had to leave and wait for your return.

Excusing the Emperor next to all his guests took as long as you expected, close to an hour. Commodus must have been on the edge waiting for you all that time, but as you made your way to the emperor’s private chambers, you found yourself remembering the first time you had attempted to tame Commodus during an intimate moment. Oh he had been furious as you resisted him and instead tried to reverse the roles. He had been confused as to whatever he was doing was bad, if he hadn’t been told about this peculiar power of wives, or if you were a danger to his position.

“I apologize if my attitude troubles you. I perhaps wrongly assumed you would enjoy this. I merely wanted to…” you had caressed his face tenderly, looking at him in the eyes with all the devotion you had for him. “I want to make you understand that you can fully trust me and let go whenever you are with me, you don’t have to pretend or be on your guards. We are past this, you know I adore you. I want to take care of you…” at his words you had witnessed a change in his eyes, in this moment of extreme vulnerability you had touched a sensitive spot.

“No one ever said that to me.” He had replied, moved, from the start he had trusted you, making you his greatest friend before asking for your hand; your words were the proof he wasn’t wrong about you. From that moment on, Commodus had surrendered to your hand, your will.

And here he was, tonight once again, as you penetrated the imperial chambers. He was waiting for you, stripped of any clothing but the leather string around his neck. He was in the same position as before, kneeling with his hands folded on his lap, his head lowered. He was shivering, both from excitement and cold. You quietly closed the door behind yourself, detailing him as he had recognized your footsteps, his breathing quickening, anticipation building, the temptation to look at you…

“Poor Commodus, you must have thought I had forgotten about you.” You cooed playfully.

“Never mistress. I trust you fully…I just worried that…” he started but was interrupted by your thumb on his lips, you were here now, and you would take care of him. You let go of his face and went to sit on the bed, facing him. “Everything has been taken care of. You did good tonight, pretending to care about their insignificant problems, they believed you, I saw it.” You praised him softly, gesturing with your fingers for him to join you.

Commodus’ eyes lit up, he went on all fours and slowly crawled to your feet. You loved to watch the muscles of his shoulders work as he did this, resembling a predator, almost. He came to brush his face against your knee, you could almost hear him purring. He exhaled happily, placing kisses on your thigh. “I will have them killed tomorrow.” He said with a grin but gasped when you grabbed his hair, pulling on them to make him look at you.

“Haven’t I taught you patience? Or have you forgotten already?” you asked, watching his pupils dilate, once again he was following his impulses too easily.

“I am sorry. I won’t kill them yet.” He muttered but knew it wasn’t enough, that he would be punished for it, after all, he had done it on purpose, he loved when you taught him a lesson. Your foot went to caress his legs, sliding between them, almost reaching his crotch but not touching it, your toes brushing against his inner thighs which squeezed in anticipation.

You clicked your tongue “Keep them open.” Your ordered, making him lick his lips. His arousal was starting to show, his nipples hardening just like his cock. You retracted your leg, and stood up, going in front of the bronze mirror. Slowly, you started to undo the pin that was holding together your tunic, letting the fabric slide off your curves, you wore nothing under for this special night. You heard him take a deep breath; you were starting to make it hard for him to control himself.

As you turned round, you met his eyes making him quickly turn his head away. You approached, a little smile playing on your lips, that boyish impatience of his had made you fall for him in the first place. You circled around him, your fingers tracing his shoulders “Patience is a virtue you can acquire…lay low, observe your enemies, watch them rip each other apart, let Pluto take them…all they want is that you act so you can make a mistake. Allow them to show who they really are, those old men haven’t much time left to live, they don’t have the time to be patient. The People will see who the traitors of Rome are.” You murmured, your tone almost playful, you enjoyed politics.

Then you moved away from him once again, Commodus could feel his skin grow cold, he craved your touch, to be buried in your reassuring embrace. He watched as you laid in bed in front of him, slowly parting your legs to give him a view on your Venus mount.

“Stay. Do not move Commodus. You will learn that with patience, you can get what you desire, and it tastes even better…” you purred, giggling as he swallowed down. When it came to lust, Commodus was full of eagerness, sometimes not even waiting to be in your private quarters but taking you in some dark corner of a corridor to slide his head under your tunic or chasing the servants out of the kitchen to roughly pound you on the table, loving as you slapped his face in fluster.

You hummed as your caressed your breast with your hands “I have missed your mouth Commodus...your poet lips dancing on my nipples…” you lightly pinched your bosom, letting out a soft moan. He adjusted himself, as if to be closer but he was already pressed against the edge of the bed, his eyes greedily following your fingers, how much he craved that breast. He watched your breathing quicken under excitement, his cock throbbing against his belly.

His eyes trailed down your body, to your glistening entrance, so ready to be tasted, filled. Your hand briefly shielded your pussy from his gaze, hearing a strangled whimper from the Emperor, how could you prevent him from watching you? Oh sweet torture from the wife he adored. He reached to touch himself but retracted his hand, you wouldn’t agree in that moment.

“Good Commodus, excellent…ah..” you moaned, praising him for resisting his impulse, letting him look again as you pleasured yourself, looking at him, your only source of desire, those scarred lips, his round and soft face, those curly raven hair begging to be pulled and those eyes…the most expressive eyes you had ever seen, so deep and passionate, dangerous…

Your pleasure was fast increasing, your pussy quivering with impatience, you even started to struggle with eye contact in fear of reaching your peak already. You kept circling around your soft spot for a bit more until you felt you had reached your limit, just like Commodus whose eyes had become teary with desire, he was panting, it took all his strength to resist you.

“Commodus…how do you feel?” you asked seriously, wanting him to feel the difference, to learn. At first, he seemed confused by your question, then focused, what would have happened if he had followed his impulses? He would be done by now, perhaps regret, understand some mistakes he did, feel relieved but would he be satisfied?

“I feel...powerful, as if I could accomplish the labors of Heracles. I savor the sight of what I have in front of my eyes, memorize every detail, think of the best way to act, how to please...” he answered, understanding what you had taught him, the benefits of patience and he was about to taste it all.

“Good.” you smiled, how beautiful, how fragile and yet how strong he was “Join me, your wife commands you.” You purred, he almost couldn’t believe it and grinned, finally! He quickly jumped onto the bed, closing the gap between you two, his lips crashing against yours, placing himself between your legs, his cock rubbing along your slit. Then, he guided it inside you, moaning loudly as he buried inside you, your fingers grasping his hair needily. His moans were raw, high pitched sometimes, his brows furrowed as if his pleasure had been multiplied, he could finally enjoy the relief of being reunited to his wife, feel your warm embrace around him. His senses were overwhelmed, sharper, he was conscious of every bit around him. He looked at you, smiling a bit among the moans, he understood what you meant. “How wise you are…” he praised devotedly your unusual methods, filling your face in kisses, thrusting passionately, enjoying your hands running on his back until your nail dug into his back, marking him once again with your love.

Soon, you found yourselves laying in each other’s arms, panting with your legs entwinned, your hand playing with the leather string around his neck as his fingertips traced your nipple gently.

“I never thought my marital life would be like this.” He said softly, deep in thoughts, he was at peace, a little smile on his lips.

“How so? Did imagine something radically different?” you asked, arching an eyebrow. You were a stubborn woman who knew what you wanted, you had always imagined a relationship of trust and power.

“Of course. The senators have wives they rarely love and instead countless mistresses. My father and mother was quite the affair…passionate. But she cheated on him one day with a gladiator, he caught them in the act and killed him, as the man laid dead in a puddle of blood, he took my mother again. Not long after…mother died in a military camp. Some say father poisoned her, other say she killed herself. All of this to say that we are not like the couples we see around us. We care and respect each other.” He explained, kissing your inner wrist devotedly “How many men can claim they can sleep with both eyes closed next to their wife? to talk about their political projects or to weep in their arms? You and I are blessed, the gods put you in my path…” he cooed fondly, looking at you in the eyes “No one stands a chance against us, and I lay the Empire at your feet Y/N.”

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#joaquin phoenix #commodus #commodus imagine #commodus x reader #emperor commodus

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yandereunsolved · 2 months

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︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ Lost In Cyberspace ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

✎... 𝖶𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 cyber 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀— 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗒.

✎... 𝖸𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾: 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾.

✎... 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗐/𝖼𝗐 '𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌' 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀? 𝖨𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖽𝗎𝖻𝖼𝗈𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗑𝗂𝖼 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌.

✎... 𝖳𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀(𝗌) 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀(𝗌) 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌. 𝖯𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖨𝖿 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗍, 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗆𝖾.

✎... 𝖤𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝗌. 𝖨 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾/𝗍𝗈𝗑𝗂𝖼 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾. 𝖨𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇'𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗌𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍.

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A Mask's Love

Fierce Deity x reader part 1 out of 3

Masterlist

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Part 1 of my Fierce Deity x reader series! I hope you enjoy this mini series of mine as much as I did teheh, and please note that part 2 contains nfsw! I'll be adding another warning there too so the minors can avoid it ^.^

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warnings: angst, smidget of thriller

‧͙⁺-ˋˏ Valuable Itemˎˊ˚⁺‧͙

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A crackle of thunder echoed through the night, the rain pelting down onto the earth below as it drooled down the misted windows of all the houses within Termina. The flashes of the sizzling lightning casted a shadow across the grassy fields, the way the silver streaks tore through the clouds soothed me as I slowly stirred awake - my curtains twirling around at the icy breath that slithered through the crack of my open window.

Slowly, I pushed aside my duvet, climbing out of the softness of my bed and treading my way across the room. And with a yawn, I rubbed my eyes as the tiredness began to seep its way into my mind again, telling me to go back to bed despite the chilliness that crawled inside. I shook my head at that, feeling the cool wetness between my toes while my fingers wrapped around the legde of the window before pulling it down with a thud, my curtains coming to a slow still.

I found myself curiously glancing out towards the blackened fields, searching through the night for the lights of Clock Town, but only to see their dim, yellow glow flicker far ahead - a sigh slipping past my lips as I turned around and began my walk back to bed, hoping for the dream of the menacing moon to end - just like it did a few years ago due to a child hero that saved us all from its smiling doom. I shivered at the memory.

Just as I was abot to crawl into the warmth of my mattress, a slither of silver cackled above - the thunder causing my house to rattle from it's defeaning howl, but what caused the skin of my neck to crawl...was the heavy knocks that banged against my door. Another after another, the knocks never ended. I could only grab onto the coolness of my bedroom door handle before twisting it anti-clockwise, feeling the iciness of its metal burn into my fingertips after I pushed open the door.

My small, usually candle-lit home filled with nothing but the darkness that covered the sky, causing my heart to stammer in my chest in fear of what awaits for me on the other side of the door. So, I quickly drew out a knife from my draw, grasping its cold handle in a tightness that whitened my nuckles - my breaths wavering.

"Who...who is it?", I called while leaning forward towards the door, readening my knife in fear they dare to knock it down, but the only answer I was left with - was the silence before another whipping crack of lightning echoed through the sky. My anxiety slowly worsening after every lingering second. I cleared my throat, "Is there anyone there? Are you alright?"

Silence.

After glancing out through the side window, I couldn't see anything beyond the light mist that rose from the sogging ground, causing a frown to make its way across my face. And with a deep inhale, I slid my keys into the golden lock of the door before twisting them until the subtle click could be hear. I closed my eyes, finding the mental strength within me to help push the door open, only to find none. I inwardly sighed at that, a few curses spilling past my lips as I pushed it open after hesitanting for a few seconds.

Nothing.

Just as I expected. Nothing but the rain that began to pool its way in and kiss the blushed skin of my cheeks - an annoyed groan waiting to edge its weight out of my throat. But just as I was about to close my door, a sight of an object resting against my door mat caught my eye. The way its whitened colour shimmered with every graze of lightening, the intricate red and blue markings made my eyes widen in fascination - its carved hair whiter than the streaks of snow.

'...But who would leave such a valuable item outside my door?'

That was the question that bothered me most as I sat here in my newly lit bedroom, my legs folded beneath one another while my eyes studied the mask. The material of it was unlike any I have felt before, its smooth to touch and oddly delicate - similar to that of a porcelain doll. I twirled it around my fingers, watching the way the orangey flames danced off the whiteness of the eyes as I now found myself tracing the intricate designs of the cheeks, following the red with my fingertip, "Such a fascinating little thing you are." I brought it near my face, hoping to feel how its texture against me as though I were in a trance - but suddenly, I shook my head with widened eyes, dropping the mask onto my duvet before bringing my knees to my chest in fear, 'What...what was that?'

The pull to it was unlike any I have ever felt, the vibrations of its magic tainting my finger tips in a twirl of seduction, begging me to put it on and release the pain that swirls within it. But what would come of it if I did...?

That was the question that tore through my mind.

I placed the mask onto my bedside table, my eyes staring at it for longer than I would've liked. And with that, I pushed it further away from me with my index finger in fear that it would somehow awaken and come to life. I lifted my duvet and crawled beneath it, wrapping it around me securely in hopes to find salvation and comfort wifhin its warmth. But I never did.

"It has been a while, my love."

I felt the softness of someone's lip trace themselves against the skin of my neck, causing my eyes to widen.

"Remember me..."

Part 2

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