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nyctophiliq · 3 months

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ur so funny 😭😭 i’ve been stalking ur blog for like 49 mins now… PLEASEEE do sum valeria x reader like

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reader is part of the anti society or wtv and breaks into reckless railways bc they want the medallion or they js wanna talk sum sense into valeria

maybe angst or smut? 🗣️🗣️🗣️

anywho… ur so funny hope u see this! 🤭

✮ ┆ ” I CAN’T, YOU KNOW I CAN’T. ” valeria (fortnite)

based on the requests above. CONTENT WARNING. 18+ only, minors dni. SUGGESTIVE CONTENT UNDER THE CUT; female-bodied reader, age-gap, kissing, making out, reader is tied up, angst, pet names, reader begs valeria to run away with her | ~0.9k word

A/N. I’M SORRY HAHA, but i was leaning on more of the angst and putting some suggestive stuff in it because never can leave the smut out of it. enjoy !!!

to convince a woman with ambitions like valeria to drop everything that the society had to offer and leave the island. it was truly something out of a fairy tale, you thinking that talking would be enough to convince her.

“she will never give up her money, her medallion, or the society.” hope said to you, countless times.

the one little detail that you forgot to mention was that you were gonna leave with valeria if she agreed.

you didn't want to wait, in your eyes if the other shoe was gonna drop and valeria would be killed the underground was gonna become just like the society. power-hungry people, with bloodshot eyes, and out for revenge rather than seeking justice.

you sighed, eyes fixated on the woman in front of you, adjusting her sunglasses as she murmured something to her guards before all of them exited the room. valeria finally turns around, her eyes fully on you rather than just running over your features. you could feel the heat rising to your face, suddenly feeling very exposed as you tried to gather up your thoughts, words failing you as you fumbled with what to say.

valeria hums softly, an amused smile spreading across her lips. "it's been a while," she starts, eyes scanning over the rest of you quickly.

"i know." you reply softly, fingers gripping the hem of your shirt behind your back nervously, waiting to see if she'd continue. valeria sighs, leaning back against the wall behind her and crossing her legs. "what are you doing here?" she asks, voice low, almost like a purr. it was no mystery to either of you, your differences were too obvious and that's what kept the two of you far away from each other, but sometimes you found a way back to each other.

"a lot of things." you shrug, biting down on your bottom lip nervously. "and some that don't matter." you add quickly, glancing back at valeria who was smirking, watching you. she didn't even have the decency to be embarrassed about what you said, instead finding amusement at your awkwardness.

"yeah?" she replies, her voice laced with mischief as she pushes herself away from the wall and takes a close step to you, arms folded casually. her gaze was burning into your soul as she spoke, and you couldn't help but look away, heat creeping onto your cheeks again as you stared off into space, wondering how you could possibly make this conversation less uncomfortable.

"i came because i wanted to see you." you said, trying to ignore the way she slowly started to circle you like a predator its prey. her coat slowly slipping off her shoulders before she tosses it on the desk behind you, now completely out of your eyesight. "and I want to get out of here, with you." you mumble, shifting uneasily as her hand comes to rest on the small of your back, fingers digging slightly into your flesh. the ties on your wrists feel tighter than when they were first forced on you, now hurting and itching as they dug into your skin.

"you expect me to go with you, cariño?" she laughed, her breath tickling your ear as she spoke. you bit your lip anxiously again, turning slightly to face valeria. her hands still resting firmly on your back, making you unable to look anywhere else but her face. she smiled warmly at you, eyes flitting from your eyes to your mouth before she leaned forward slowly, pressing her lips softly to yours.

oh how you missed kissing her, the warmth of her parting lips and the burning sensation of lust that tinted her kisses. it was all too addicting, all too filled with emotions that it was far easy for you to understand that she was rejecting your proposal of running away together. valeria had always been stubborn like that, refusing to change her mind no matter what happened or how much it pained you.

"please..." you both know not what you're pleading for when you push against her lips. Is it that she should come and flee with you, find a place where you two can live happily ever after free from the burden of resentment that the remnants of this life may harbor against you? was it so that she could offer you her undivided devotion one last time before you gave up on the notion of the ideal life you had told her about?

the binds around your wrists loosen, falling to the ground with a small thud and she appears in front of you. valeria presses her forehead against yours, her soft lips ghosting against yours softly until you pull her closer, deepening the kiss slowly. she pulls you up from the chair, her hand catching yours and wrapping them around her neck before wrapping her arms around your waist.

"come with me, run away with me..." you sob against her lips, trying to keep up with her pace as she backs you up against the desk, pushing you up on it.

you could barely hear anything beyond the pounding of your heart and the frantic beating of your pulse, a piece of her telling you no followed by some idiotic excuse. it was getting hard to breathe though, and you knew she could tell as she stopped moving, holding your face between her palms to stare at you. you felt your head spinning as you watched her eyes dart to your lips, and then up to your eyes again.

"i can't, you know i can't."

#📗 — written by moss !#fortnite x reader #fornite valeria x reader #valeria x reader #fortnite valeria #valeria fortnite x reader #fortnite valeria x female reader #fortnite valeria x you

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rorichuu · 20 days

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☆ MIDAS x TROPHY-WIFE!READER ☆

trophy wife definition — a young, attractive woman who is the wife of a rich and successful older person and acts as a symbol of the person's social position.

┆rori's note: been MEANING to write for midas... this also ties in with jealous!midas as well... i hope i wrote him how you guys expected :) also here is what i think his voice sounds like, either that or matthew mercer (leon kennedy va) ��

┆disclaimer/tags: ♯ smutty , more modern . . . you two are at an exceptionally boring party and midas takes you away from keeping appearances. ୨୧ˊˊ

Your fingertips held the glass gently in your hand, allowing the sparkle of the champagne to invite your empty gaze. You let out a small sigh, lifting the glass to meet your lips as you took a long sip.

You loved your husband, and these parties and events highlighted his successes and rich opportunities to grander prospects... but the small talk and side-eye gaze from other women was enough to slowly kill you. Your lip pouted as you slumped in your seat, the crackle of the fireplace being the only centering element in the room thus far until a hint of gold captured you, eyes flickering over to your husband with a knowing smile.

Midas had worn a suit, much more formal than he would have preferred... but he knew what these events took. You noticed he had given his final remarks before parting, approaching you. Midas took place behind you, each hand resting on either side of your chair as he leaned above you. "Hello, my love," he murmured in a low rumble, his voice hinting at exhaustion from the socialization... but he always made time to speak with you. "Quite exciting over here, isn't it?" He spoke sarcastically, making you roll your eyes and gently slap his arm.

"Just riveting," you spoke back, the both of you shooting back snarky remarks. Midas lifted his hands from the chair, walking to the side of you before gently caressing the nape of your neck. You shivered. "I'm tired of sitting pretty." You spoke as politely as you could, knowing your status was purely to make Midas look good... though, he denied it through his sincere devotion to you.

"Can't be too tiring if you're lovely all the time." he gave a soft smile before breaking his gaze from you, eyes scanning the party. Everyone seemed well-occupied, chatting over fine platters and tipsy cocktails. A sigh left him, chest rising and falling noticeably.

You kept your gaze on him, pouting before leaning more into his touch. "Do we have to stay?" You asked, voice hushed but loud enough for only Midas to hear. A smirk flickered over his lips as he looked down at you, his expression almost condescending.

"Why? Can't take another hour?" Midas knew his effect of teasing you, hand still caressing the nape of your neck as you nodded. He hummed in response, parting his gaze from you once more to look over the party. "A moment, my love." His hand parted from you before it slid down your arm, lifting your hand to gently kiss your knuckles... and before you knew it, your husband was gone.

You groaned, frustrated at his empty words as you leaned against the palm of your hand... not too long after, you rose from your seat and approached a table. If you were going to stay for a little while longer, you figured you could make the most of it.

Giving a small smile, a taller—quite attractive—man shared a table with you. He raised an eyebrow.

"Y/n, I presume?" He spoke, voice full of uncertainty... you nodded. "Was wondering what an angel like you was doing at a party like this." A chuckle escaped him as you laughed back, cocking your hip out as you leaned against the table now. Advantage taken.

"Angel? You flatter," Tongue laced with false flirtation and interest, you continued the conversation... hoping you could speak loud enough for your husband to hear. "You must be? Ren, right?" You asked in question, observing his egotistical written name in his coat.

"Correct," he spoke, crossing his arms with a smirk. You felt a certain disgust rise up in your throat, but you choked it down... whatever you could do to get back at your husband and leave.

"I've heard of you," you spoke, a smile approaching your lips to appear as innocent as you could. You leaned up, pointing at him with your glass. "You worked for my husband a while back!" You beamed.

Before you could notice, Midas' ears pricked up, scanning the room for your face once more. His gaze darkened once he found you talking to another man; flirting with another man. He noticed it in the way you leaned in, your hand grazing the lining of his coat, the cock of your hip... his heart raced with an all-familiar fury. Midas was quick to excuse himself from his current conversation, his exit replaced with a hushed inquiry from his guests.

The sound of your husband's footsteps was enough to send shivers down your spine, your eyes widened a bit as his hand immediately found the small of your back. "Evening," he spoke, poisonous. You looked up at him, he wore a fake smile with an even faker tone. Bingo.

Ren froze up, a smile forced on his lips as he nodded his head in response. "Midas," his voice dropped to something more formal, stiffening his posture before placing his half-finished drink down and stole a glance at his watch. "Quite the party... but I’m afraid I must leave." He gave a quick smile before brushing down his coat.

"Yes, you must." His command ruled over Ren's decision, Midas' gaze boring into his before rushing out the door... what reputations do to a man.

Before you could react, Midas' hand fell from your back to your hips, tightening his grip before you could slip away. "Not so fast," he whispered, causing you to sigh and straighten your posture, avoiding his gaze. Midas continued to guide you with his arm wrapped around your waist, disappearing beyond a wall and away from the others. "What was that?" He looked down at you, watching as you fumbled and played with your fingers.

"We were just talking," you whispered, feigning innocence with that pretty little voice of yours. “I can sit pretty but can’t have a conversation?” You looked up at him through your eyelashes, raising a brow. Midas knew how you were acting, and he knew precisely how to straighten that out.

“Having a conversation is different than leaning over a table and running your hands over his chest,” His voice was low, eyes lidded over with something darker… you bit your lip as you leaned against the wall, pouting… but just when you began raising your hand towards his chest, he grabbed your wrist. “Don’t.” He warned. You tilted your head.

“Why not?” You shot back, furrowing your brows as Midas grabbed you by both if your wrists and pinned them above your head… his leg slotting perfectly between your thighs.

“Want to find out? You brought me this far, why not finish what you started?” Midas knew just how to bring you towards that tempting edge—you judged it by the thrum of your heart, the heat beating against your body as you shared hot breath. You let out a small whimper, biting your lip. Midas smirked, brushing nose-to-nose as his lips barely grazed yours. “Sounds like it.” Before you could properly think, your lips clashed with his, your husband letting out a small groan… you had him wrapped around your pretty finger.

The two of you were barely hidden behind a wall on the way to the upstairs story… thankfully, no one was impolite enough to snoop beyond the corridor. Midas was fit perfectly between you, one leg rubbed against your inner thigh as you rubbed down against him… he noticed this, parting from your glossed lips as you let out a small gasp for air. Midas was just as drunk off of you as you were on him.

“Quiet,” He demanded, locking eyes with you as his fingertips grazed your hip and further down your black dress. Your husband’s hand was held dangerously close to your panties, the pool of arousal coating his fingers with one swift movement. You hiccup, a low chuckle leaving his throat. “Angel. Quiet.” You bit your lip, nodding obediently as he nodded with you… that small gesture of praise enough to send you over.

Midas’ hands continued to explore the thin fabric beneath your dress, rubbing your clothed pussy with his thumb as he towered over you. His touch was intoxicating, the hush of the party just a wall yonder exciting you as you arched your back slightly. Your husband smiled, pleased with your expression alone. “Oh, you like that don’t you?” Upon hearing his praise, you whimpered in response, bliss washing over you as his hand move up to slip two fingers in your panty line. As his linked fingers held the fabric, he slowly motioned downward, on his knees as he kept eye contact with you. You were now completely exposed to him.

You squirmed, hips swaying before his hands gripped your hips. “Shh.” You knew your husband too well to not notice the risks he takes… this being one of them.

Letting the fabric fall down to your feet, his hands ran up your sides to grip your hips, breaking eye contact as his tongue slithered between your folds. Threatening to make noise, you held a hand at your lips, eyes shut closed as you pushed your hips closer to his mouth. Midas took that as invitation as his tongue ran circles around your clit, causing you to let out a small gasp. Midas’ hand massaged just above your hip, his silent moans muffled by your cunt… the coldness of the gold that painted his hands caused you to shiver.

You soon felt his right hand slowly fall from your hip, the other one stabilizing you while the other found your entrance… furthermore, he began to tease you as his middle finger slowly pushed in and out, causing you to whine. “F…fuck, Midas, just…” you begged, voice hardly audible and cracked. Midas hummed in response, knowing just what his wife wanted.

Your chest hiccuped once his two fingers began to work you open, his tongue busy lapping at your clit while you depended on him to keep your balance. His pace began to quicken, the heat blooming at your stomach began to knot up… your hips bucked against him, causing Midas to smile while he worked up the pace. Your head dropped, your hair falling in front of your face as tears began to prickle in the corners of your eyes.

Your hand was laced in his hair, gripping it with a fistful as he moaned against you… the feeling of your pleasure against his tongue and the pain of your touch enough to drive him dizzy.

Your dress was rolled up against the top of your thighs, Midas’ own doing from his wandering hands… he needed to feel you, all of you… and the way he sucked and kissed your puffy cunt you was enough evidence to show.

Your chest rose and fell, your breath quickening while your husband’s hands slowed and accelerated at your misery… your hand began to fall from your lips, a moan slipping, causing Midas to groan in response… your back arched as you felt your walls tighten around his fingers, releasing as he drank every last drop of your arousal.

Drunk off of your pleasure, you let out a small whimper, head dropping to look your darling husband in the eye. His mouth parted from between your legs, saliva and your release coating his nose and mouth making you flush. Midas let out a low chuckle, a smug smile painted across his face as he licked his lips.

“Fuck, baby,” he grumbled, lifting from his knees before his hand hooked beneath your chin, kissing you to get a taste of your own. It was slow and passionate, and your taste alone was enough to feel the returning pulse between your legs. Your husband broke away from the kiss, his tongue sliding over your lip. “Do you forgive me?” He asked, a hint of sincerity laced with his words despite his sarcastic manner. You scoffed, rolling your eyes.

“Gonna take more than that.” You spoke, Midas taking the dark look in your eyes as a challenge… you let out a small gasp as your husband hooked his arms beneath your knees, lifting you bridal style as he began to walk upstairs. “What are you doing?” Disbelief changing your once blissed expression, yet Midas shrugged, despite the booming party below them.

“You said you wanted more, doll…”

rorichuu!

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jellyfishcake · 3 months

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Why don't you bring your girlfriend

Valeria x fem reader

Warnings:fighting,NSFW,fingering

Summery:You forgot to hide something on your neck from your teammate.Veleria has no shame when it comes to you.

Not proofread 😔 maybe tomorrow I'll make changes

"Did you and Valeria have a good time back their" your teammate said in a teasing voice as their hand pats your back "What" you turn around to face them your whole face was red. "No why do you say that" as you look back though the scope and find a target to shoot "Because you were taking forever over their at reckless railways" they said in a sassy tone with their hand on the rock you guys were behind. "I was getting jumped by a duo that's all" as you came up with a lie in your head "But why didn't you land with me so you wouldn't get jumped" 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙢 came behind you guys.

As you look around to the noise came a bullet though the rock you look at your teammate and they look at you "DON'T LOOK AT ME SHOT AT THEM KILL THEM" your teammate yells at you to do you scan the area you see a car driving towards you guys "RUN TO THE GAS STATION" you got up and you legs started to move it felt like all this was happening in slow motion. Their car crashes into the rock and their was another duo on the other side of the rock they got blasted off to somewhere you took this time to just shoot at the car and hope it will explode.

It did infact explode when you shot it 10 times.

You started to breath in and out as you both stop near the gas station "Let's get in the car and dip more opps might pull up on us" as your teammate start walking towards the van. Pulled the door open and got in the passenger seat well they drive "Where should we go next to get heals" you pull up the map 'hmm we could go to ruined reels for the vending machine' you checkmark it. "Back their was that the duo that jumped you" as their eyes look at you. "Umm ye-s" as your voice broke.

"Why don't you bring your girlfriend next time so she can save you" they said give you the hard side eye you gave them it back "You know what maybe I will" you decided to sassy them back "Oh just telling you next time you should hide that bite mark better so people won't see it next time" 'WHAT' you thought to yourself.

FLASHBACK

You decided to land in reckless railways you went in one of the houses to get loot but someone was waiting for you in the room. Walking up the stairs you open the door "VALERIA" you said loud when you saw her red hair and icon outfit she wears, she put her hand over your mouth "shh you should be quiet darling" as she closed the door behind you. "I knew you would come and see me" she said close to your ear you feel her hot breath it gave you the chills.

"I didn't kno- ah~" you tried to say but was cut of by her left hand slowly going down into your panties she slowly rubs circles on your clit. "You should be quiet darling don't want to get caught do you now" as she snickers at you. You felt her lips on your neck as she slowly kissed down until you felt her mouth sink in to your skin. You don't know what to focus on now you feel her finger go up and down your folds as her thumb plays with your clit you try to hold in your moans but it's so hard to "V-Valeria so go-good" you said so caught up in your pleasure Valeria decides to bit behind your neck her teeth sunk in.

She begins to suck hard.

She slowly puts in her middle finger and her ring slowly sinking in to your cunt she makes a V spreading her finger slowly. You try and move to get more friction from her fingers "Yeah just like that baby" she moves her fingers in and out of your pussy "ah-ahh~ don't st-stop pl-please" you didn't want her to stop-

End of flashback

"Wait like actually" you look at them with wide eyes "Yes" eyes looking back at you.

Might do more fortnite characters 🤞😼 hope you enjoy this their was bearly any [fortnitexreader] like who wouldn't want to be with most of the characters 😔

But decided to do Valeria might do Nisha next 😜

#fortnite #weneedmorefortnitfics #cuphead x reader #xreader #fem reader #fortnite x reader #fortnite valeria x reader #valeria x reader

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orisquirrelking · 2 years

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Hey! I was wondering are you comfortable writing for Yanderes? If so can you do some Yandere Midas?

If not thats totally understandable! Have a nice day :)

Fellow fnite liker i am gonna be real i have never consumed any yandere fiction other than yansim and that is it so. I hope i did… not butcher this lol

Uhhbskjf lets say in this universe “fortnite”/battle royale is a gameshow. The loopers dont actually die obvs but they can feel pain etc and keep their injuries afterwards. I like this hc v much so. Im using it. (I shit you not i am listening to chug jug with you as i write this SMHHH) this is not beta read we die like peely

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As we all know, Midas is the leader of ghost, which means this man has blood on his hands, and as a former battle royale champion, Midas has killed many people and is very much prepared to go all out when it comes to you.

Midas has never actually met you. You’re a younger player,(20-25,) mostly sticking to “team rumble’s” as they’re called, before entering into the actual battle royale.

You caught the former champions eye when you won your first “real” match. You were in rough shape, but despite that, you were grinning from ear to ear, hand clutching one of the worse wounds you had sustained during your fight. There was something in your eyes, a spark that reminded Midas of himself, and he grew enamoured with the figure he saw on the screen.

It started with very specific supply drops.

Every once in a while, you would get anonymous sponsor boxes with the weapons you preferred. As a new victor, this didn’t seem out of the norm for you. You’ve been sponsored before, but the items were never this specific and on brand. You noticed your little gifts from the sky had a small insignia on them, usually on the barrel of the gun, but you never payed them mind.

You seemed to be more welcome in certain areas of the island, specifically the ones that were, or still are controlled by ghost. Not one to question good fortune, you stuck to these areas as often as you could. Eventually, you matched up the logos from your weapons to the infamous ghost, and put two and two together. Somebody higher up favoured you, that was for certain, but who?

Midas would tune into every one of your matches, sending out whatever he could to help without bringing himself to attention. You died once. The mood at ghost was soured until your next match, in which you managed to survive, barely.

He had to keep an eye on you. He put himself back into the ring. Using his training as one of the worlds largest crime leaders, he disguised himself and grabbed a sniper, keeping an eye on you through the scope, killing anybody that dared look in your direction.

You noticed, of course.

Why would a seemingly new player with that much skill only kill the contestants around you? You didn’t understand what was going on until your first duo’s match.

It was all Midas’s idea, of course. Coercing the hosts into only doing duo matches that week. He again threw his hat in the ring, so to speak, and eagerly teamed up with you.

You were starstruck. THE Midas, kingpin of ghost, former battle royale champion, teaming up with you? A beginner no less. You immediately agreed to his offer, readying yourself for the gut churning drop to the island.

You landed in a ghost dominated area. The luck you two had was insane, but that was to be expected with Midas at your side, and his lackeys at your back. You two won countless matches before the week ended and you decided to call it a day, and rest up for the rest of the month. Midas slipped you his personal number, saying it was for battle strats and if you ever wanted to team up again.

The number was… not used for that. You two spent hours texting eachother, when the golden man suddenly got serious. He asked you to meet him at one of the ghost controlled coffee fronts. He told you about sneaking into the battle royales and keeping an eye on you. He told you everything. You recoiled, as one would after finding out their hero was a stalker, told him you needed some time, and left to your home.

Midas was furious. How could you? Why would you take him for granted after all he’d done for you? He was constantly blowing up your phone. Work, break, middle of the night, there were texts upon texts from him. “I’m sorries,” “Forgive me’s,” “Why can’t you understand’s,” and more. You blocked his number. And the number after that. And all of the gimmick numbers he was using to contact you. Eventually you had opted to just drown your phone in the sink and stick to using your home and office computers for everything.

He snapped. Ignoring him was one thing. Cutting him out of your life? That, he could not stand. And so he devised a plan. Your next match. His henchmen wearing gas masks. A bottle of chloroform, and you.

When you woke up, you were dazed and confused, as one often is when they are… to put it bluntly, kidnapped. The whole room seemed to sparkle. Golden bed frame, golden silk sheets, golden door with a golden trim to match. Your heart sank. You knew exactly where you were, and you knew you were never getting out.

#oris writes #fortnite #fortnite x reader #fortnight #fortnite midas

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mariagreenwoodart · 2 months

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#walmart my puffy friends #:3 #malarkey :3 #fortnite #fortnite characters x reader #fortnite x reader #my girlfriend #my wife #fortnite Midas #fortnite marigold #fortnite antonia #My version of marigold is so different to everyone else's

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kaisersheart · 10 months

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AFTER HOURS — stray.

the sky is painted with the most beautiful color you’ve ever seen in mega city, yellow, orange, purple and blue melting together into a breathtaking sight as you walk in the busy streets of the city. but you’re not wandering aimlessly, you’re going to meet someone, someone who’s had your heart for a while now.

cw: fluff, slightly confessing, female reader, stray being the most beautiful person in the world.

you enjoyed the little shock of adrenaline the ascender gave you as it was bringing you to the top of one of mega city’s highest skyscraper. after a few more moments, you felt your heart sinking deep in your chest when you find yourself in the middle of the air before landing on the ground. a sigh of relief escaped your lips before you tucked a strand of hair between your fingers, playing with it to ease the burst of nervousness that came from the thought of a possibly wrong landing.

once the nervousness completely vanished from you, it was quickly replaced with a different kind of feeling as you started to walk over the stairs that would’ve led you to the empty helicopter parking space, where you both agreed to meet. you took a quick glance at the sky before stepping on the last rung of the stairs, the orange shade was now nothing but a thin line under the dark blue of the night. it was silent up there, the only thing you could hear were the muffled sounds of cars and motorcycles rumbling under your gaze, it was quite the surreal sight to witness. from that height, you felt like you had the entire control over mega city, as if you could command anything or anyone by just lifting your finger.

a gentle breeze ruffled your hair when you finally reached the middle of the parking space, acknowledging he hasn’t arrived yet. a gentle tap on your shoulder made you turn around with a little jump, your eyes widened before their shape morphed into one of happiness when you finally saw him. he was wearing is signature blue outfit, but his mask was tied up on his hip, giving you the beautiful opportunity to admire his features.

“sorry, i am late.” was the way he greeted you after a long time, his words syncing with his body leaning down to you in a bow of apology. you smiled to yourself, he’s always been like this, polite and respectful to the core…and that’s one of the things you loved the most about him. your hand reached his shoulder, gesturing him to stop bowing, he lifted his head before lifting his back straight as it was a few moments ago. “you’ll never have to bow to me, stray, besides, you’re not late, you’re right on time.” you kept smiling, your lips curving a little more each minute since he showed up. he stared at your smile, his disbelief clearly painted in his brown irises, how could you be so happy just to see him?

“i know i left you without even telling goodbye, and you had to discover it yourself, can you forgive me for that?” it almost seemed like he just wanted to meet you to apologize for everything, almost; he kept asking sorry for things you didn’t even know or remember, but even that way, you couldn’t get annoyed at him. “stray, you didn’t do anything to apologize for, i know you left because of your duties in the fox clan.” you said, managing to let his mind calm down with all the apologies he was ready to give you. “besides, i only care about the fact that you’re finally back.” you admitted, your cheeks started feeling a little hot as you looked into his eyes. “you’ll never do something that’ll upset me, and i know you won’t because you always think before doing anything, especially when it comes to us, and i appreciate this quality of yours.” finally, you saw his lips curving upwards, and your heart stopped beating as you witnessed the rarest and most wonderful thing you’ve ever seen in your life.

the moonlight caressed his skin in such a gentle manner he looked like an angel as he smiled at you, the shining satellite reflected in his eyes gazing into yours. “i’m grateful for what you think about me.” he said, then continued after a moment of hesitance. “and i’m really thankful for having you in my life.” it was the first time that stray opened up about his feelings, even if you’ve been close for a while now, this was a night you’d definitely hold in your heart forever.

#🪐. 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 #fortnite #fortnite x reader #stray fortnite #fortnite stray #stray x reader #fortnite stray x reader #stray fortnite x reader #fortnite oneshot #fortnite writings

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yandere-plague · 3 months

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Need more yandere fortnite fanfics or just fortnite fanfics in general

#yandere #yandere fortnite #fortnite x reader #fortnite fanfic #yandere fortnite x reader

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theravencawsatmidnight · 1 year

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I loved your fortnite one! May I request?

(The best place to get the lore is to look it up on the fortnite wiki, but heres a summary of Agent Jones lol)

Agent Jones works for the (now defunct) Imagined Order, the company that oversees the Zero point/loop. Jones betrayed the IO when they didn't try and save the Zero point, instead choosing to flee.

The reason that Jones joined the IO was to protect his family, nobody knows what planet / reality he's from. If he leaves the IO, his family will die without the protection.

Anyone who works in Island Loop control (like Jones) doesn't just get full medical care, they get given immortality.

So Jones would slave forever to protect his bloodline. If it wasn't for the Zero point trying to explode that is.

I did not mean to write that lot!

I was wondering do you have any yandere headcannons for him? If not then that's fine :)

TYSM FOR THE RQ AND INFO !!!! Ill do my best ^^ hope u enjoy.

Forever Mine…

🌹 Agent Jonsey was immortal like everyone else. It was boring to him, no death, nothing to look forward too , not that death was something to look forward too. But he was bored. Some days he just wanted to loosen his tie and.. have fun

🌹When Jonsey learned you were joining his team he was interested. Friendly chit chatting in the beginning , he would help with whatever you needed, it was nice at first. Until it got out of hand .

🌹little notes, lunches, personal space.. Jonesy sometimes would brush against you when he walked by , just to hear that little surprised yelp you did, the way you jumped just enough to get a little bounce from your chest. He loved it.

🌹whenever you mentioned his family he would wave his hands in the air shooing the question away like a annoying fly. “They are fine” he told you over and over. “Lets talk about you” he instead , “i wanna know all about you ya know?” He was persistent …sometimes not taking no for an answer.

🌹Jonesy started to corner you now when it was just you and him. His broad shoulders and tense arms made it hard to sneak away. “Bunny…” he would say under hitched breath, “i dont know what it is, about you. I cant explain it” Jonesy was a family man, he loved them… but all he wanted now was you

🌹He had grown impatient now, watching you rush away from him after work was completed , he had to take you while he had the chance. So he made up a story that someone had gotten hurt from the storm, and just like the good bunny you were you ran to help them. Thats when everything went dark

🌹He had pictures up in the room you found yourself in. His family. You tried to stand up but the heavy chains around your wrists made it hard. You were chained to the floor in this empty cold room.

🌹He told you it was to remind himself of his real life, his happy life . “Dont get confused bunny , im just as happy with them as i am with you, but i have to return to them too. They already love me. And soon you will too”

🌹His dull dull life was over, immortality was not so bad now. He finally had a reason. .. to loosen that tired tie.

#agent jones x reader #fortnite x reader #fortnite agent jones #.Fortnite #plaguebb!

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theres-a-body-here · 7 months

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Scumtober- Day 4 (Distractions)

Reader x Polar Patroller

You let out a sigh as you went through your inventory, rearranging your things over and over for no real reason. You felt a bit nauseous at the thought of being so high up, even if you were far away from the windows. Your squadmate was posted at the window, peering through his DMR's scope.

You hated heights, and you knew he knew that. Which is why you suspected Polar intentionally dragged you along to the tallest skyscraper at Tilted Towers. And the top floor, no less. "Vantage point" he called it.

Asshole.

With nothing better to do, you watch as Polar scans for any other duos. He has such a serious and determined look on his face as he holds the grip tightly. You decide to pay him back for bringing you here. You stand up and walk over to him before kneeling beside him. Without hesitating, you lazily hug him from behind.

At first, he's startled by your unexpected move, but Polar quickly relaxes into the embrace. His heart rate slows down as he leans back against you, enjoying the contact despite wanting to stay focused.

"What's gotten into you?" he mutters under his breath. "Trying to distract me from our mission?"

Despite his playful grumble, there's a hint of fondness in his voice.

"Just stay on the lookout, big guy" You mutter back in a mischievous tone that doesn't go unnoticed by him. Your hands begin to wander south. You smile when you hear his breath hitch in his throat as the grip on his gun becomes even tighter.

"Hey!" Polar patroller exclaims in surprise as your hands wander towards his crotch. Despite being caught off guard, he doesn't push you away immediately. Instead, he lets out a low growl deep within his chest.

"Focus," he warns sternly. "Or I swear I'll make you regret it later."

"You always say that," You say as you chuckle softly.

There's a long, comfortable silence as you rub his thighs soothingly from behind as he continues scoping the streets. After a few minutes pass you decide to up the ante. Your hand goes for his zipper and you pull it down. You feel Polar stiffen as you play with his bulge.

"You see anything," You whisper in an almost innocent way as you feel him start to shake a bit.

"Don't... don't do that," he manages to whisper hoarsely. "Not now..."

His words are shaky with desire, betraying how much he's enjoying the touch. As his erection grows harder, he struggles to concentrate on the surroundings through his scope. You shift a bit as you move to lie down in front of him as he tries to keep focused.

A sudden surge of heat fills Polar Patroller's body as you scoot closer to his groin, positioning yourself perfectly in front of his throbbing erection.

Without further ado, you take his cock into your mouth. Polar groans as he realizes he's wasting his breath asking you to stay focused on winning. Polar decides to let things play out and he takes your advice to multitask.

As your lips encircle his thick shaft, Polar Patroller grits his teeth, trying to suppress any loud sounds that may attract unwanted attention from other players. Despite his best efforts, moans escape his throat involuntarily.

"Fuck!" he curses under his breath, fighting the urge to buck his hips against your eager mouth.

Through it all, he continues to survey their surroundings, his gaze never wavering from the scope.

A low growl rumbles in Polar Patroller's chest as you deepen the blowjob, taking him as far down your throat as possible. His fingers clench tighter around the DMR, knuckles turning white from the force. Though he tries desperately to ignore the pleasure as he scans the streets below, the effort begins to show in his strained features.

Before he could say anything, Polar finally spots a player running through the streets. It looks like they don't have their squadmate. Polar makes a grunt and tries to push you gently off of him. But you don't care right now. You're busy with bear dick.

Without breaking the rhythm of your blowjob, Polar Patroller slowly follows the lone player with his aim. His other hand remains firmly planted on the windowsill for support as he lines up the shot. With a steady aim, he takes careful aim at the distant figure below and fires.

The sound of the gunshot echoes through the air, drawing instant attention from both parties involved. Through the scope, Polar watches as the bullet hits its target squarely in the head, causing their items to "explode" out of them as they become light and data.

As the aftermath fades away, he feels your sucking intensify once more, drawing another groan from his throat. Reluctantly, he removes his hand from the trigger and returns it to steady himself against your head movements.

As he watches you work his cock out like a champ, he begins to think. Maybe if he cums you'll take the game seriously again? He really wants the dub.

He puts his DMR down to the floor as he gently holds your head. You make a confused sound but before you can get off his dick to speak, Polar begins to fuck your face.

Your eyes roll back in your head as Polar Patroller loses control, thrusting deeper into your willing mouth with each passing second. The musky scent of sex fills the small space between you two.

Polar's mind goes blank; all he can think about is getting off and forgetting everything else around him.

"That's it…" he whispers gravelly, grasping at your hair for purchase. "Just take it all…"

After several minutes of nonstop thrusting, Polar finally reaches his climax. With a long groan, he erupts inside your mouth, filling it with hot cum. Shaking violently, he forces himself to withdraw from your throat and collapses onto the ground beside you. You swallow his cum nonchalantly as you scoot closer and lay your head on his shoulder. You watch as he stuffs his dick back inside his zipper. He turns his head to look at you

Feeling guilty for being a bit rough with you, Polar Patroller hesitates before pulling you into a gentle embrace. He buries his face in your neck, inhaling deeply as if to calm down.

"I'm sorry..." he murmurs softly against your skin.

"It's fine," You say softly as you stand up. Your GPS makes a ding sound, notifying you the storm is approaching. "we should head out, big guy".

Nodding slowly, Polar Patroller stands up, grabbing his DMR and holstering it across his body. He gives you a sheepish smile as he brushes past you towards the exit. "Let's hope our little detour doesn't draw unnecessary attention," he mutters under his breath, glancing nervously outside. You laugh as you follow him

Scumtober 2023 Masterlist

#fortnite #fortnite x reader #polar patroller #polar patroller x reader #gn reader #kinktober 2023 #kinktober #scumtober 2023 #scumtober

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nyctophiliq · 3 months

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js saw this post idk where but it got me pondering

imagine u r in the underground n u get sent to do a lil investigative work around reckless cs yk why not

n so ur exploring n valeria catches u…

that’s it 🧍‍♀️🏃‍♀️

- 🐾

OKAY HERE ME OUT !!! i feel like she catches you and then is all mean about it, acts like she just "saved your life" because if her guards were to find you- they are told to shoot on sight, no matter who it was- if they didn't know the face, they were allowed to go guns blazing.

oh but then she is all so worked up, she is so happy to see you again because the last time she did wasn't nice. you arguing with her about money, friends, and goals that you guys didn't see eye to eye on. she just wants to make this time much sweeter again so she tries to hold you, take your hand and persued you to despite your differences there is nothing else holding you two back from making the best of your "visit". nobody would ever know that you had spent the night with her, in each others arms making love, just like before everything fell apart.

that is of course you have a relationship with her before this whole society vs underground thing blows up on the island, right?

BUT WHAT I LIKE BETTER is her not knowing you, commenting about how can the underground host such pretty faces like you. basically just being so intrigued by us that she starts falling for us, it's clearly strangers to enemies to lover ( I am a sucker for this type of shit for some ungodly reason ), and no matter how much she tries not to she just thinks about you all the time after you escape.

or if not escaping SHE LETS YOU GO BECAUSE SHE WANTS TO SEE YOU AGAIN, proposes that under different circumstances but she just can't say it directly to you so she hides it in some clever puzzle or makes it seem like she is making fun of you. but she thinks about you, maybe not all the time but whenever the alarms go off she hopes it's you, then when the guards shoot a kind of terrifying feeling washes her mood out.

i rambled a little...

#✉️ — received letters !#✮ 🐾 anon #fortnite valeria x reader #fortnite x reader #valeria x reader #valeria fortnite x reader

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mrslankyman · 4 months

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Let me lick on your tattoos

Midas (fortnite) x (fem) reader

->SMUT

-> reader works for Ghost agency

-> 3k words

-> not proof read yet

You walked around the Agency. One of the many agents working under Midas and the Ghost organization. Your white suit hugged you beautifully. The accents of gold matched the Agencies aesthetic.

Midas seemed to just love gold. As it was apparent by his hands and touch. You smirk as you remember the last incident with him. He had come back to his office after a long day. He always seemed so gruff and angry.

The second you entered his office he sat up. He never wanted to be seen slouching. He didn’t want anyone seeing him in any way except vigilant. He needed to be known as a stone cold leader.

The curse he was given now seemed to aid him in his missions. Easily just turning enemies to gold. Though he could somewhat control his power he longed to just be able to touch someone.

It seemed while his agents trusted him he noticed none would ever touch him. Not even a brush on the shoulder.

Except you.

You’d come in and grab the papers he handed you without hesitation. Hands brushing on his cold golden ones.

He would hide his blush by turning away in his chair and dismissing you.

He hadn’t had someone touch him since his late wife. That was long ago.

Jules was off somewhere else. He wished her well.

She would not like the idea of her father with some random agent he hired.

Or would she?

He always found himself wanting to make her happy. She was the last thing he had to be happy over.

Till you.

Now every mission seemed like a death sentence. He would send you out and desperately wait for your radio back to make sure you were okay.

He would never show that side. He came off as cold and aggravated half the time.

A hot kind of anger.

You’d annoy him on purpose. Giving him attitude or telling him off when you knew you were right in an argument.

You headed down past his office. Assuming he was leaning over his desk with his brows furrowed, hands clasped together deep in thought. That’s how he was always there.

Sometimes you wondered what it would be like to just be in there with him.

Not getting in trouble for some mishap on a mission.

Just in there with him.

Maybe you had to admit you had a slight attraction to your boss.

He was quite handsome.

His tie, slender build, cold demeanor and that scowl he wore on his face.

Oh and those tattoos.

How you ached to see the ones under his uniform.

Good thing the second you walked past he radioed you to come into his office.

You obliged and turned back around.

Heading back to his office and opening the door without knocking.

How he got so annoyed at that.

“Forgot to knock.” His deep voice hit your ears.

“Oops habit.” A smirk tugged at your lips as you sat in the chair in front of his desk. Legs crossing slowly. He watched you cross your legs, his one good eye taking you all in. Oh how he wanted to just shove you against the wall and fuck the attitude out of you. He fought back those thoughts and rolled his eyes at your response. God how he just wanted to press his lips to your moody ones.

“You gonna stare at me or tell me why you need me in here?” Such a sassy response. He bit his lip slightly and held his hands together. He leaned over the desk a little, his eye cold. “I called you in here so I can ask you about the most recent mission. You thought it was a good idea to seduce the Shadow guard?” His voice seethed of anger and what else was that? Jealousy?

“Hmm it was a good idea, he fell for that sweet talk and I just flashed him. Nothing bad.” You shrugged and leaned back in your chair. He scowled at the idea of you doing that.

“That is outrageous for you to be doing out on missions! You are a sophisticated agent, you should not be going around flashing your breast to random enemy agents!” He slammed his fist against the desk. The part where his hand met the wood turning to gold. His anger was really showing.

You simply smiled at him. Not affected by his anger. It turned you on more than it put you off. You saw how his nose and eyes scrunched in anger, his jaw clenched and his face turned slightly red.

“Seems someones a little jealous that they weren’t the ones getting flashed.” You bit your lip and slowly slid your leg that was crossed over down. Spreading your legs open a little. His eye instantly traveled down and then back up.

“Why would I be jealous of that.” He eyed you suspiciously. You sat up a little bit and leaned over.

“You just give me a lot of reasons to think that.” You statted matter of factly as you unbuttoned your blazers single button. Popping it off and sliding it behind you on the chair. Your hands traveled up to your white dress shirt collar. Undoing its button and then traveling down, just enough to expose your bra.

His gaze traveled down to your chest. He bit his lip ever so slightly. He had a good way of showing he didn’t care on the outside but on the inside.. God his body was churning. He could feel himself hardening in his jeans. He looked you in the eyes. “I’m not jealous of that Shadow agent.” He stood up from his chair. His imprint in his jeans is noticeable. He didn’t care right now. He wanted to show you that he in fact did not give two shits about someone else seeing you in ways he longed for.

His body loomed over you. His head titled just enough to show off some of his tattoos better. You bit your lip and pulled your bottom lip down with your pointer finger. “Is that your gun or are you just happy to see me?” A teasing remark slipped through your lips. Soon enough you found his hand gripping your chin. He leaned down to your level slightly.

“I’m not happy to see you, I'm irritated by you.” He warned in a low whisper. His lips were close to your ear and it was honestly so hot. To hear his voice even lower, your eyes flicked down to his crotch. Seemed like he was enjoying being this close to you. No matter what he says.

“Oh I'm so sorry that I irritated you.” Your hot breath hit his neck. He instinctively leaned closer. Wanting no longing for you to take this further. Despite what he says. He would deny deny deny but he truly wanted you.

“Perhaps I could.. Irritate you more.” You kissed his jawline and slid off your dress shirt. “Unclasp my bra, I know you want to.” He groaned, the small kiss on his jawline had made him increasingly hard on worse. He gave in and unclasped your bra. “I’m doing it so you’ll leave me alone.” He lied, he wanted to see you. He wanted you. Simple as that.

If exploring your body was a mission he would be the first one to jump on board.

“Okay yeah, sure boss.” You hummed in fake agreement as he let himself take in your naked top half.

God he just wanted to get these tight ass jeans off and feel any part of you around his dick. He didn’t care if it was your mouth, hands, or pussy. He just wanted you. In any way you’d let him have you.

“Fuck you.” He groaned out as he watched you jiggle your breast.

“Oh you wanna fuck me? You really know how to get to the point huh?” You bite your lip, tugging him closer by grabbing his tie. “Admit it Midas.. You want me. Don’t lie. It’s just me and you. No one is going to judge you for giving in. Showing a little.. Affection.” Your eyes flicked down to your lips; voice laced with lust.

“You really are the observant agent huh?” He gave in slightly running his cold golden hands across your exposed breast. You moaned slightly as the coldness of his hand touched your nipples. He felt his body react to your noises. He himself let out a low grunt.

“You better pray that no one walks in, or your ass is in trouble.” He sneered in your ear as he picked you up. The quick sweep off your feet made you giggle slightly.

“Oh ya? My ass is in trouble? You're gonna spank it or something.” You quipped back running a hand through his hair as he shoved things off his desk to set you down.

“Something like that.” He nodded and grabbed your knees. Spreading your legs apart and pulling you to the edge of the table.

He put himself between your legs and pressed his hard on up to your core.

“Oh ya, you seem very irritated by me.” You teased and he groaned in annoyance as well as pleasure.

“Shut up or I’ll make you shut up.” He growled in your ear.

“How are you gonna make me?” You wrapped your arms around his neck, eyes fluttering as you asked.

“Either I'm gonna shove my dick in your mouth or I'll kiss you so hard it bruises your lips.” He breathed on your neck, teasing you with his hot and drawn out breaths.

“I think I like both options..” You snickered and ran your left hand up the back of his neck into his hair. He shook slightly as you ran your hand through his hair.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so long..” You leaned in closer. Kissing his neck and licking over the lines of his tattoos. Following the designs with your tongue. You had never heard a man moan so slowly as him.

“Fuck.. you’re such a damn tease.” He breathed out as his body shook from your licks and kisses on his neck. “I love your tattoos.” You said between kisses on his neck. Leaving a few hickeys. “Oops..maybe we should take off your vest and shirt.. I’d love to see all your tattoos.” You leaned back from kissing his neck. You wanted to know what the tattoos looked like fully on him.

His response was a low moan, his head rolling back. Your hands ran down his vest and unbuttoned it. Sliding it off him in one quick motion. He was like a rag doll.

Moving with your motions; not protesting at all.

Then his tie was off.

You took your time unbuttoning his shirt. Tattoo after tattoo coming into view. You took in every one mentally drawing out routes for your tongue to take over the patterns. You didn’t even notice how he watched you gaze at his body. Once his shirt was finally off he stood only in his dress pants. A sight to see. The outline of his dick was almost screaming to be released from its prison.

“Fuck.. “ He whimpered.

You bit your lip gripping his chin. He looked down at you, from the angle his head was at his eyes had that pissed off look. The one that screamed: you better watch what you do.

“Don’t give me that look, you can say you like this. You’ve made enough noises for me to know.” You teased in such a seductive tone he almost just gave in. Dropped the demeanor of trying to keep his dignity.

Your hands traced over his shirtless body now. Fingers tracing over every line and loop of the ink that painted his body. You wondered how much pain tolerance he had. Must not be much if he can’t stand the boner in his pants for longer than 5 minutes.

You pushed him back gently, hopping off the desk. His eyes watched as your breast jiggled from the slight jump.

You smiled up at him and looked at his chest. You kissed his shoulder. He closed his eyes as your lips traced down to his chest. You licked over his inked skin. Following the lines of the tattooed wings. Gliding your tongue over his nipples a few times to tease him. Moans escaped his lips a few times. The way you glided your tongue over him and bent down slowly. Getting lower and lower.. Fuck you were good.

The lines of his tattoos stopped right at the him of his dress pants. You looked up at him with a teasing smile. His response was an eye roll and a lip bite. “I won’t do it if you don’t want me too.” You said it so sweetly, going to get up from the ground.

“Fuck, just suck it.” He demanded unbuckling his belt in annoyance. Not at you but himself. He sighed a little as his belt released some of the pressure on his dick. You shook your head with a smirk. Going back down and sliding his pants to his dress shoes.

“Oh I think I'll have fun sucking it.” Your tone was soiled with lust. You could feel yourself growing even wetter.

You palmed him through his boxers, those beautiful moans of his escaping his lips without hesitation this time. “Don’t fucking tease or I’m just gonna fucking shove it in your mouth.” He warned, his voice sounded almost deadly.

“Yes sir.” Your said submissively sliding off his boxers quickly. Watching as his dick sprung up. You got to work. Taking him in your mouth. Going slow to antagonize him at first. His response? Gripping your hair and shoving himself fully in your mouth. You gagged slightly but took it. After he let go you continued at a faster pace. Taking whatever you couldn’t reach with your mouth with your hand. His moans filled the office so loud it wouldn’t surprise you if the whole agency heard.

Before you could feel the warmth of his cum in your mouth he pulled you off. “Get on the desk. Now.” He growled in such a low demanding voice you could feel yourself getting wetter every second. You sat back up on the desk. Legs spread slightly. He kicked off his shoes then his pants. Walking up to you. Sliding off your pants so fast you almost forgot you had them off. He grabbed your thighs and pulled you closer to the edge.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard you won’t be able to go on any missions for a week.” He whispered in your ear as he got closer to you. Lining himself up with your entrance before sliding in. Despite his current threat of fucking you so hard, he slid in slowly. Letting you get used to the feeling of his dick in you.

“You gonna fuck me hard or fuck me like i’m your new virgin girl friend?” You teased grabbing his hair and pulling his head back. He grunted and slammed his hips into you. You moaned, leaning your head back before getting used to the slams. He kept up the fast pace letting out his own moans and groans. Your tongue found his neck tattoos all too quickly. Tracing over the designs. Your teeth leaving sweet love bites all over.

“You’re so fucking.. Fuck.. I’d turn anyone into gold for you.” His voice shook in your ear. He was sweating and grabbing you so hard. “Oh yeah? Would you do anything for me baby?” You asked as you leaned closer to his face. He opened his eyes and looked at you.

“I’d do anything for you, baby.” He offered the pet name back. You laughed quietly and kissed him softly. Countering the rough pace he was going.

You two shared a sweet and soft kiss, as the feeling of his dick ramming into you was also present. He loved how soft your lips were. How you let a few moans slip out allowing his tongue to slide into your mouth.

Your tongues danced around each other before he pulled away. Letting out a low moan: a warning of the orgasm he was about to hit. You too let out a soft moan. He slid his cold golden hand down. Circling your clit with his pointer finger, urging you to cum. With each circle you felt yourself getting closer and closer.

“Cum with me baby, just let it out.” He groaned his request into your ear, with that you felt your self com undone. As you hit your climax a second later he hit his. The warm cum filled you to the brim, he didn’t pull out right away. He sat for a second catching his breath. He looked even hotter here. Your arms had wrapped around his shoulders, his hair sweaty and messed up, eyes droopy from finally hitting his biggest high.

“You were so good..Maybe i’ll put down a special mission for you to just come in here and-”

“I’d like that.” you cut him off giving him a kiss. He closed his eyes and kissed back pulling out of you after it ended.

He walked off to get some tissues to clean you and himself up. Afterwards you stumbled to the door. He rushed over. His tie was crooked and your suit was all wrinkled. Neither of you cared. He helped you down to your room in the upper end of the agency.

“I’ll see you later, baby.” He flashed a genuine smile before walking out. Your heart skipped a beat. He never smiled.

#forntie #fortnite fanfic #midas fornite #fortnite midas #midas x reader #midas fornite x reader #smut #midas smut #midas fortnite x reader smut

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jellyfishcake · 2 months

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Working on some stuff 🤫🧏‍♀️ get ready 🗣🔥💯

#fortnite x reader #nisha x reader #the ageless x reader #anime #fortnite valeria x reader

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gojos-whatnow · 3 months

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『Make Your Dreams Come True』⇝♡

⭒Alt. title: normal call gone booty :000

⭒Synopsis: Gojo's flirting with you over the phone, as usual, when you suddenly ask him to come over...

⭒Warnings: NSFW, sexual content, subby satoru ml, reader and Gojo are both switchy tho, afab!reader, fingering, dick riding, not clearly stated that reader/gojo are virgins but you can imagine it, reader/gojo are best friends at the start, lots of the word "baby", implied fortnite (I'm probably missing stuff but oh well)

⭒Setting: Juju high Satoru but aged up ykyk cuz his sunglasses are so mmf

⭒Notes: first post but I'm considering making this a series HELP

You and Satoru happened to be playing games together, as usual when you weren't on missions or doing schoolwork. You adjusted your headphones slightly, feeling the growing head discomfort from wearing them too long. It was worth it for Satoru, however, since he never ceased to make you laugh.

"Why would you run so far off, dude, you're gonna get sniped," you sighed, seeing how far away he was on the map.

"Pfft, I'll be fine, worry about yourself, you're one-tap."

"Maybe if my teammate decided to come help me I wouldn't be."

"You're jus' sayin' that cause you miss me."

This was the usual back-and-forth until one of you got ambushed or something. The normal flirting from Satoru while you shrugged it off with a chuckle. Though, you'd been playing for hours now, and tiredness was creeping into your skull, knocking down the filters of brain and speech one by one.

"Yeah, miss you a lot," you murmured, meaning to sound teasing. It came out all too genuine. "Wish you would come save me, Satoru."

You listened to the clacking of his keyboard, faint over your headphones. Satoru's silence made it all too easy to hear the lull in his playing, the quick pause and pickup. You looked at the map, knowing exactly what it meant. Sure enough, his ping was high-tailing it towards yours. You chuckled to yourself, feeling warmth in your chest. What a hero.

"Something funny?"

"No, no, you're just down bad for me is all," you spoke slyly.

"As if I try to hide it."

"Y'know, I reread our chats when I want an ego boost."

"You serious?" He snickered.

"Yeah. All the times you've called me gorgeous and told me I had a nice ass..."

"Wait, waitwaitwait-"

You heard the clacking of his keyboard stop entirely. Pausing, you realized and looked at your phone, tapping into your messenger. His typing bubble was up, as expected. You continued walking towards him in the game as you waited for his message to come up.

"Ok, there."

You turned to your phone and deadpanned.

S͟a͟t͟o͟r͟u͟u͟u͟u͟u͟ ͟🥺͟️͟🥺͟️͟:͟

Beautiful tits

And rack

You shook your head and hastily typed back 'nice cock' before picking up where you were. You heard his phone go off, a few seconds go by, then his seductive voice spoke to you again.

"Wanna see it, baby?"

"Bet."

He breathed out a laugh and you continued playing, occasionally speaking your mind a bit too much from grogginess. The sleep deprivation had started to show in your voice, though.

"You tired or something? Need a sleebge?"

"Yuh, I'm eepy," you yawned, rubbing one of your eyes. "But let's just finish this match."

"We're gonna lose if you're nodding off while you're getting cracked. Might as well quit while we're ahead."

"Ugh, that phrase. You sound like, fuckin', me." You cringed at your own phrasing, letting out another yawn.

"I wish I was fuckin' you."

After the moment it took your mind to register the words, you felt a response roll off of your tongue faster than you knew it was even there.

"Then come over."

You heard the usual chuckle that you and Satoru would share after something like that snake through your headphones. When you didn't join in, there was a pause.

"Are you... serious?"

A moment. A single moment was all it took in your tired mind to commit to this idea of yours.

"Did it sound like a joke, Satoru?"

You could hear his speechlessness, you could tell he was floundering like a fish right now, his keyboard, his screen, the whole match left completely forgotten. Once you'd had enough of the silence, you spoke to him again.

"I'm absolutely for real right now. Door's unlocked...

Lemme make your dreams come true."

"Ffffffuck."

You watched on your screen as a popup appeared. "THE_honored1 has disconnected." With a smile, you left the call, pulled off your headphones to let your ears breathe. You had just finished standing and stretching when there was a soft knock on your door. So uncharacteristic of Satoru.

You quickly checked your clothes and hair, just to make sure you didn't look like an absolute slob who had been in their gaming chair all day. Oh well, Satoru probably wasn't too far off from that himself.

You opened the door, only to find your friend was completely quiet, barely able to meet your eyes, though it seemed like he couldn't look away from them either. With a friendly smile, you stepped out of the way and motioned for him to enter. He stepped past you, hands in his pockets. You closed and locked the door behind him, then turned around just in time to feel an arm wrap around the small of your back and a hand gently grab your chin.

"I need to know..." He paused, taking a breath. He was basically panting, hot breath ghosting over you with each exhale. "I need to know right now... if you really meant it."

"Every word."

"You still do?"

"Of course."

At that, the hand under your chin pulled your face to his and his lips crashed into yours. You could feel him trembling as your arms wrapped over his shoulders, and you could feel his heart racing, beating right out of every artery in his body.

He felt sparks, fireworks, the whole nine yards, as he kissed you. His whole body seemed to stall like an old car as soon as his lips touched yours. His brain turned to mush- no, melted. Reduced to a boiling soup in his skull. Because finally, finally he was kissing you.

'Girl of my dreams' wasn't how he would describe you, but he'd dreamed of you. He'd literally seen you in his slumbering mind, and wished he could do more than just the occasional flirting and borderline sexting. Satoru had been fantasizing about you for years, it felt like, ever since you'd reached that casual first-name basis. He wanted to know what it would really be like. If those fantasies could be recreated.

And when you kissed back, waking him from the sloshing pool his mind had become, he tugged you close, bodies flush. He felt your breasts squish against his chest, one of your hands cupping the side of his head just under his ear, and God did it make him lightheaded as all the blood in his slovenly brain ran south. He could feel his voice in the back of his throat, threatening to let out a moan with every exhale. He struggled to hold it back, not wanting to embarrass himself in front of you by acting like an animal in heat just from your kiss and your touch.

You couldn't say you weren't feeling anything yourself, though. You were sure that, without your bra, Satoru easily could've felt how your nipples were hardening, and your breath shook as one of his hands left your chin and sensually trailed down your side and up under your shirt. But, of course, these feelings weren't nearly as turbulent as Gojo's excitement and arousal, which were only hightened when your tongue slipped between his lips.

You softly leaned into him, tapping his leg with your foot to signal for him to move back. As you continued kissing him, you led him back to your bed, shoving him down to sit on the edge of it and finally letting your lips leave his. As you caught your breath, you crawled up onto him, straddling his lap. He looked up at you with eyes that screamed how bad he wanted you, panting heavily but still wanting more. Then, he chuckled.

"This isn't at all how I expected."

"Hmn?" You beckoned for him to explain, draping your arms over his shoulders and carding one hand into the hair at the base of his neck.

"It's all so backwards from how I pictured it. I always thought I would be the one to invite you over, run the show... be the one in charge, but fuck, I'm such a loser," he sighed out, trailing his hands over your waist and stomach under your shirt. To help him, you pulled it over your head and off, giving him better access and a nicer view.

"A loser? What, for having a girl on top of you?" You purred, trailing kisses along his cheek and jaw. "Please, there's at least a billion guys who'd sell their soul for that."

His voice and breathing trembled as he tilted his head to the side for you. "No, I mean... how I barely had the balls to even come over... Let alone ask you to."

"Trust me, baby, you can do anything if you're tired enough. Or if you're Satoru Gojo," you whispered, nibbling lightly on his ear. A shudder ran down his spine at that, and he felt like he could cum right then and there.

"Fuck... Keep talking like that and I won't last for shit."

"Yeah? And how do you think I feel when I'm touching myself to your messages, hmn?"

He let out a soft gasp as you ground your hips against his. His hands ran to your hips, gripping them and guiding them as they rolled.

"Saying I could last three minutes would be a generous estimate."

"God, you do that too?" He asked, voice coming out whiney. You let out a seductive chuckle that burned through his loins.

"Of course I do. Ego boost, remember?"

"You like when I call you gorgeous?" He sighed, feeling you throb against his crotch.

"Don't dislike it," you admitted. "You're pretty damn gorgeous yourself, though. Pretty boy Satoru."

He felt his rock solid cock twitch in his pants at your words, once again. He was doomed. His molten mind knew that, even as he helped you take his shirt off. And then your hands trailed down his chest and stomach, making him even dizzier.

"Don't think... I can take much more of this..." He admitted as your soft lips kissed down his shoulder. He could feel you smile against his skin.

"Hehe, awwwe, you close Satoru?" You giggled and gave a few harsh rolls of your hips, sending hot pleasure coursing through his lower half. He gasped, hands gripping you tightly.

"Fuck, fuck, Y/n, don't do that."

"Okay, baby, I think you've waited long a enough. Just how long, I wonder?"

It felt like his whole life. An eternity he'd waited for this, for the chance to watch you unbuckle his belt and tug his pants down and off of him, followed by you doing the same with your leggings. You crawled back on top of him, hovering over his thighs and holding his shoulder with one hand to steady yourself. Meanwhile, your other hand found its way into his boxers, and you could hear his breath hitch as your fingers wrapped around his length and slowly started stroking up and down.

"Y-you don't have to do that," he breathed out, a hand gripping your wrist. "Trust me, I'm as hard as I could get."

"Well, I should hope so. You're bigger than even I expected," you chuckled, stilling your hand and pulling it away.

He sighed softly and looked up at you through his pretty lashes with a smug look. "And what about you? Think you could take it? Think you're even ready to?"

You felt yourself clench on nothing at his words, feeling how intense his eyes were on yours. With a smile, you grabbed his hand and placed it at the waistband of your panties.

"Why don't you find out?"

His smile left his face, mouth opening as he took a breath. His eyes left yours to look at where his hand was, and his mind stalled only a moment before his fingers dipped under the fabric of your underwear and softly tugged them down.

He left them about halfway down your thighs and reached up to cup your sex. He drug a finger through your folds, feeling how wet you were and suddenly wanting nothing more than to see how much pleasure he could bring you.

He continued pulling his finger forward until he found your clit, stopping to rub gentle circles against it. He heard a soft noise fall from your lips and watched your hips just barely twitch. God, did he want to turn you into a mess.

He looked up at you and your heated expression. "Can I...?"

"Yeah, yeah, go ahead," you spoke, sounding the least composed he'd heard you all night. Carefully, he slipped one of his fingers between your folds, stopping at a shallow depth and curling his finger to tease you.

"You want it all the way in?" He asked with a smirk on his face and a playful lilt to his voice. You bit your lip, lidding your eyes at him, and wrapped your hand back around his cock.

You watched his whole teasing nature melt away as his cock twitched in your hand, begging for friction. Silently surrendering, he pressed his finger deeper until your cunt reached the base of his finger. He felt around your insides, watching you squirm slightly.

"'S that feel alright?"

"Yeah, you're all good."

At that, he curled his finger forward finding your g spot and feeling your walls clench around him. He added another finger and prodded against that spot. Your hips rolled against his hand as a soft moan was pulled from your lungs. The moment he heard your voice make such a heavenly sound, he was hooked. He couldn't help but move his fingers faster, try to reach deeper, and softly rub his thumb against your clit.

"Satoru," you called, somewhere between a moan and a fond chuckle. You reached a hand up to cover your mouth, only for it to be stolen away and replaced by a greedy pair of lips, drinking in every soft moan you gave. It didn't take long from there to feel a coil tightening in your abdomen, and as you pulled away from Satoru's lips for air, you leaned into him, pressing your chest to his and resting your chin on his shoulder.

"Y-you really want- hah- want me to cum now?" You asked making sure he was actually alright with that fact and not just lost without a thought.

"Fuck yes, baby. And I'll make it happen again when I'm inside you, mark my fuckin' words."

Hearing this, you felt your orgasm crash into you, making you stuff your face in the crook of his neck to muffle your sob. After all, two of your walls were shared with Shoko and Utahime, and you'd prefer that neither knew what was happening (particularly Utahime).

Once your orgasm had ended and you were catching your breath, you felt Satoru pull his fingers from his cunt, letting the cool air of the room touch your slick and make it embarrassingly obvious how wet you were. You pulled away from his shoulder and looked at him, finding he had two fingers in his mouth and a dreamy look in his eyes.

You tasted absolutely delicious. If he wasn't so painfully hard and losing patience, he'd have started eating you out right then and there, not stopping until you were barely lucid. God, how gorgeous you would look like that. But it'd have to wait for next time, and he'd make sure there was a next time.

"Need a break?" He asked softly, though it would pain him to hear you say yes.

"No, no, not after you've been waiting so nicely," you murmured, kissing across Satoru's face. As you did so, you took a hand off his shoulder and used it to tug your underwear all the way off. Once he realized what you were doing, he shifted around to tug his boxers down his own legs, leaving him completely bare under you. There was only one thing keeping you from being just the same.

"You gonna keep this on the whole time?" He asked slyly as he tugged at your bra strap.

"You want it off?"

"Wanna watch 'em bounce." He turned his eyes to yours, pausing your kissing. "You wanna keep it on?"

"Well, it's..." suddenly you looked the most flustered he'd seen you. Ever. Even when he was knuckles deep in your cunt, you'd kept some sort of stoic persona. But now, suddenly, even through the dark he could tell your face was red. "It's embarrassing..."

"Why's that?" He cooed, pulling you close so he could kiss along your shoulder.

"Whaddya mean, 'why-"

"I mean, it shouldn't be embarrassing around me. I worship you. It hasn't changed yet, why now?"

You thought through his words for a second, then sighed and grabbed both of his wrists, pulling them to your shoulder blades.

"...go ahead."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. It's like you said. Why not?"

He gave you a soft look and pressed an even softer kiss to your lips as he fumbled with the clasp of your bra. He unhooked it and carefully pulled it off of you, leaving you completely bare and with an urge to cover yourself as you felt your nipples harden even further with the cool air.

"'S okay, yeah?" He asked reassuringly, dropping his hands to your waist. When you nodded, he leaned forward and trailed kisses along your chest and both of your mounds. Your breath shook as you watched him and how his eyes would occasionally meet yours, making sure you knew how much he loved you and your body. After a bit more kissing, and some hickey-leving and groping, his lips lifted to meet yours, and his hands returned to his waist.

"You ready yet?" You sighed out, pulling your mouth from his.

"I've been ready for an hour, baby," he laughed, his enthusiasm returning.

"You sure?" You cooed playfully.

With a frustrated look on his face, you felt Satoru tug your hips down, pressing his cock against your folds. You bit your lip, feeling yourself throb and softly grind against him. He loosened his grip and you took that moment to lift yourself up enough for you to grab his length and line it up with your entrance.

You both exchanged a glance before he helped you ease down onto his cock, blissful sighs leaving both your throats. You felt Satoru whisper out his thousandth curse of the night and bury his face into the crook of your neck, letting out shaky whimpers as you continued to ease down.

"D-don't worry about- hah- t-taking it all..." he reassured, no longer helping you down - letting you go at your own pace.

"I can fit it," you murmur, continuing your careful decent down onto him.

"God, you're so hot inside. F-feels like I'm melting... All cause of me..."

You meant to chuckle, but it came out as more of a near-silent whimper as you sat down fully, feeling the tip of his cock kiss depths inside you that had never been reached before.

"You really did fit it all," he sighed out, an obvious smile on his face even though you couldn't see it. "You're a fucking angel."

He ran his tongue over several of the hickies he'd left along your neck and shoulder, all easy to hide, as per your request. You rested where you were, trying to get used to his length being the full way inside you.

"You alright?" He leaned back slightly, pulling your chin so you face him. "You're so quiet. You short-circuitting?"

You wiggled your hips and smiled at him, watching his lashes twitch as his eyes threatened to roll back at just that. "I could ask you the same thing," you purred between soft breaths. He leaned forward and rested his chin on your shoulder, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist in a way that was hug-like. One of his hands reached down under one of your thighs and attempted to lift you up, but you stayed put, clenching your walls around him and hearing him let out a shaky breath.

"Can't wait, baby," he whimpered softly. "Can't wait. Please move."

Indulging his sweet, pathetic pleads, you lifted yourself up slowly and sat back down, the feeling of his tip ramming into a certain spot inside you making you clamp down on him once more. His arms tightened around you. "Shit," he let out a sobbing whisper.

"You're so shy right now, Satoru," you cooed, trying embarrassingly hard to keep your voice from cracking. "What happened to all the talk you give me over our calls?" With that, you slid yourself back up and down. The resulting sound that graced your ears was glorious. Right next to your ear, you heard the great Satoru Gojo squeak. So vulnerable.

You picked up these movements at a slow and steady pace, not wanting to overwhelm Satoru, but make him feel amazing. And amazing he felt, dizzy and with his soup-mind more than numb. His soft grunts told you that much.

Everytime his tip prodded against a sweet spot inside you, you wanted to slam yourself down onto him and feel it again, but you knew Satoru wouldn't last if you went too rough. Right now, his arms around your waist pulling you up and down told you what pace he wanted as he steadily pulled you faster. You slipped a hand up his neck and into his hair, tugging softly to hear more of his voice. As the speed mixed with pleasure started making it impossible to keep quiet, you pressed your mouth to the top of his head.

It was clear he knew he was hitting a good spot, as he kept angling his hips to reach that spot with every bounce. One of his hands reached down to rub at your clit and, in your mind, there was the thought that you might actually cum first.

"Fuuuck, I'm close," he whined out, and you could feel his hips twitching up in an attempt to meet your bounces. Between your moans, you whimpered out a "me too."

He started tugging your hips up and down faster, and his hips struggled to meet yours to ram into the very back of your cunt. You yelped the first time his tip slammed into that sweet spot, and hid your face in the side of his head, recalling your wall-mates.

It took barely 30 seconds for your orgasm to wash over you. At the last moment, Satoru grabbed your face and shoved his tongue down your throat, lapping up your orgasmic mewls and keeping you somewhat quiet. Your cunt squeezed his cock tight, and one more thrust did it for him, sending his eyes up and back into his skull as he saw white. Without a thought of hesitation, he pumped your insides full of his cum, orgasming harder than he'd ever felt in his life, and it only felt better at the thought of making you all his.

His lips still stuck to yours as you both attempted to catch your breath. He pulled away for a moment to look into your eyes, only to lean back in and give you a real kiss, making you whimper.

"I fucking love you, Y/n," he sighed out as he pulled away, looking back into your eyes with a gaze so genuine, it made you freeze. "This... this is a terrible way to ask, probably top 5 worst ways, but... will you be my girlfriend?"

You sighed out a laugh and pulled his lips back to yours, kissing him with a completely different intention now. "How could I say no to you, honey? Heh, and you called yourself a loser," you shook your head. "Would a loser be in this situation?"

He rolled his eyes at you and pecked you on the lips. You gave him a soft smile, but yelped as you felt him swing you around, tossing your back down onto the bed. Your mind caught up just in time to see him on top of you with a dopey smile on his face.

"So, Sweetheart, you wanna go again?"

BONUS: The Morning After

After spending the morning making sure that your legs still worked, your hickies were covered, and that no one was around to see Satoru leave your room, you met with your classmates as if it were any normal morning. It seemed like one too, as you greeted everyone, including Satoru. He'd waited for you to text him that everyone had already left, so he was the last one out.

"Morning, Sleepyhead," you waved.

"If I had known you would be so late, I would've came and woken you up myself," Geto sighed. You quietly thanked God that Geto didn't attempt to do that.

"Hey you guys," Shoko waved. You felt nervousness in your chest at how amused she seemed.

"Did you have fun last night?"

Your stomach dropped, and you slowly turned to Shoko, finding a smug look on her face. Geto look confused, but knew something was up when he saw the terrified stares of you and Satoru.

"What happened?"

"Nothing important," Satoru waved his hand dismissively with a sigh, but his face was red too.

"I'll tell ya later, " Shoko leaned over and whispered to Geto.

"What're you idiots making such a big deal about?" Utahime asked, looking at you and Satoru's expressions.

"Hey, Utahime, you didn't happen to hear any weird noises last night, didya?" Shoko asked, leaning around you to look at her.

"I did, actually. Around 11, I think. Why?"

"Nothing, just making sure I wasn't hallucinating or something," she brushed it off, continuing to smirk at you and Satoru. At that Utahime left with a suspicious look.

Geto suddenly put the pieces together, eyes widening. "Wait. You two..."

Shoko nodded with a knowing 'mhm'.

With a look over his shoulder to make sure that Utahime was really gone and Mei Mei wasn't looking, Satoru reached over and tugged your collar to the side, displaying a blue hickey. You slapped his hand away, looking at him with a beat red face.

"Satoru!" You gasped.

"Oh, we're dating, by the way." He spoke coolly, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"Took you long enough," Geto rolled his eyes.

"I told you, man, I had a plan this whole time."

"Last I checked, that wasn't at all the plan."

"Well, I had to make some... situational changes."

You, Geto, and Shoko all deadpanned at his bullshittery.

"Okay, look, the point is that it worked out."

"I guess I can confirm that," you sighed.

"Is he any good?" Shoko asked, nonchalantly. "Eh, why bother asking? I could hear the answer to that last night."

"Shut up!!"

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