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futureplayboibunnie · 10 months

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Strong Enough

Miguel O’Hara x fem!reader

18+ MDNI (y’all pls this is filthy)

- GIGGLING. KICKING MY FEET. i came back from spiderverse with JUST THIS MAN ON MY MIND. oscar isaac ur service is appreciated cause gah dayum.

- i had to write some super angsty smut abt him. i just had to, he’s so lana del rey vinylllll. i’m sorry if my spanish is crap (i had to use google translate bc my stupid ass took german instead of spanish in school- pls tell me if there were any mistakes. kiss kiss x)

warnings: dom!miguel, pnv, lotsa dirty talk (think i got carried away), angsty miguel, FANGS, sort of a soft end. AGGHH IM SO CRAZY ABOUT HIM WHAT THE FUCK.

enjoy bbygirls x

Miguel was furious as usual, his blood was beating like a drum with it, his mind buzzing akin to white noise. New anomalies, new foes but mostly a pesky kid who didn't know how to stay put and shut the fuck up- Miles Morales. He was seething- his eyes glowing a crimson hue violently assaulting against the hazel of his eyes. He looked like shit. Hell, he felt like shit. He was slipping, letting things get in the way, and he blamed you for it. Miguel doesn't slip. Miguel doesn't let things get in the way. Only until you came into his life and veered him off his intended course.

It was his hegemonic masculinity piping up like a hot breath down his neck. Miguel brought together the spider society- he was the solution to every problem, every anomaly, the answer to every spider. But he doesn't answer to himself. No, he didn't. You were the one that was overseeing Miguel's little society, hiding and checking in from time to time if the multiverse wasn't fucked up and every dimension was in a semi-stable state. Miguel was in control of the other spiders, he had to run his orders by you first even if you weren't at HQ half of the time. Being in a subservient position was exorbitantly and intensely frustrating and it made him highly hostile to anyone who talked to him.

You on the other hand had the jurisdiction to give him the authority- you gave him the damn idea, you were from his damn universe, but you couldn't deal with the politics and moral dilemmas that came with leading it. Also, you enjoyed toying with him. Fuck you found so much satisfaction in crawling through him, blowing at that over-inflated ego, those broad shoulders filled to the brim with hubris and pride. Hm, he was good at what he did though- actively scaring off anyone who dared speak against him. Except for Morales. You appreciated his pluck, it reminded you of yourself. Miguel was formidable but you understood why he needed to apprehend Morales- for some reason every time you were near the kid you started glitching out, it fucking hurt and messed with your brainwaves. You understood why he had to capture Miles but you didn't agree with how he was handling it. Miguel was sitting at his desk trying to figure out why this was happening and why this was happening to you but he came up empty. He didn't know what to think about it let alone do. It made him feel uneasy and he hated it. Cómo pedo solucionar esto? (How do I fix this?) kept looping throughout his head and it made him feel helpless and weak. Two words he would never associate with himself.

‘’Miguel.’’ Your voice echoed off the walls and shot straight to his ears, it was smoky and breathy.

"Y/N. Qué estás haciendo aquí? What do you want?’’ His usual low timbre makes your brows furrow involuntarily. ‘’Get out of the shadows.’’ He ordered and for once you listened to him, hopping on his platform behind him.

‘’Morales.’’ You stated deadpan knowing the reaction he was going to get, Miguel's eyes drastically narrowed and changed from a soft ambient scarlet to a scorching blood red. He turned his face a little to the side to glare at you.

"That kid touches anything in another dimension, I'll kill him myself.’’ He replied huskily. You weren't sure if you could trust his words. Yes, he was capable of it but you know deep down he wouldn't want to.

His moral compass strayed once, he won't let that happen again. Never.

"You wanna kill kids now? Is that how low we're going?'’

'We? There's we now?’’

You cocked your head at his question, your face remaining hard.

He stared at you in silent fury, of course he wouldn't want to resort to that but he had to do what he had to do. Miguel was surprised you didn't want to take him yourself considering he makes you glitch out. He hates you, God he hates you. But what happened to you...scared him. You'd been a part of this for so long, if anyone was going to hurt you it would be him- not anyone else. If anyone else did- Miguel dismissed the thought as quickly as it came.

Sometimes when he looked at you, he couldn't help but admire your callousness, your brutality yet your undying generosity to people who didn't deserve such a royalty. On the other hand, you were fucking gorgeous. He hated it. It was distracting. It was cruel. Though he couldn't help a little blip or mishap with his thought process- he was still a man after all. Miguel wondered what was under that suit. Wondered what you would like with nothing on at all. Wondered if you would still talk back with that snotty little attitude if you were choking on his dick instead. Though he wouldn't trust you not to bite his dick off in the process. Would you like his fangs? Would you like his claws? He shouldn’t be thinking such a thing.

‘’I should ask you the same question since he affects your stability también.’’ He replied calmly, slightly shocking you. ‘’No matter, I'll stop it. Alone.’’ He growled as he stepped off the platform, tired of entertaining this conversation with you. ‘’You've done enough damage as it is, now I have to fix it.’’

‘’I caused this damage? You realize how fucking stupid you sound. You control the spiders, I let you make orders.’’ You strike a harsh tone as you jolted in front of him to stop his path. Shit, he towered above you, all broad shoulders and disheveled hair. Although he undermined you like this, you wouldn't mind it in other situations...but at work, he was quite literally a piece of work and it made your blood boil. You both knew, you both could feel the palpable hatred swinging and beating again. ‘’And alone? I don't trust you not to kill him, Miguel.’’ You scowled, your eyes wide and piercing through him, halting him in his tracks. The gaze shared between you both was impenetrable, scorching, a battle against wills.

‘’I can't let you.’’ He shot back with a frown and grating red eyes.

‘’While I watch helplessly from the sidelines? I don’t think so. ’’ You challenged him white cold.

‘’I'm asking you, don't let me make you.’’ He gritted through clenched teeth, his fangs lightly protruding.

He was trying to scare you, it wasn't working.

‘’What is this to you? Playtime? To prove you're the strongest, to create fear wherever you go?’’ You pleaded with him orotund, inviting a yelling match to prove you weren't going down easy on this occasion.

You let Miguel do whatever he damn pleased like this was his own hunting grounds- but you won't let him lose his sanity.

‘’What? No.’’He replied shocked and confused at your presumed reasons why he was doing this. He just had to. He couldn't tell you the deep-rooted reason.

He didn't want to admit it.

Fuck, he couldn't admit it.

What kind of man would that make him?

What kind of leader? What kind of example would he be?

‘’Then what is it-?’’ He was trying to walk away from you but you snaggled onto his suit and brought him back to face you. ‘’Tell me.’’ You ordered stiffly.

‘’I have to do this alone.’’ His voice faltered a little and he was afraid that you might have heard it, that he gave you a glaring view of how quickly he was slipping through the cracks- how weak you've made him, how weak he was becoming.

‘’Why? Why do you need to, Miguel?!’’ You were almost yelling at him and no one other than you would get the privilege of living if they did that.

‘’Stop it.’’ He grunted like a wild animal.

"Then what-? What is it?’’ Your eyes searched for his as he was avoiding looking at your face, terrified that it would be written all over it. His heart was pounding.

‘’I'm not-‘’

‘’Not what?’’ You implored, pushing him further and further to the edge.

‘’I'm not strong enough.’’

‘'Strong enough? Oh yeah, and going after a kid will make you stronger.’’ You chided, eyes stiff cold, and judgemental.

‘’Yes, fuck. I-. No!’’ Miguel raked an exasperated hand through his hair, his palm was twitching and his talons were ready to come out. If only he could make you understand without telling you- but you were insatiable, a tick under his skin. Ready for another fucking fight.

Your eyebrows wilted as you said the words, so unbelievably paralyzed by his gall, his hubris, his never-ending need to prove he's the strongest, that he could do all of this. You knew he fucking could. ‘’That's what this is, some sort of bench press exercise for you? Some sort of work-out?!’’ Miguel grabbed you by the arms and his talons pinched at your skin through his suit, like he was trying to shake some sense into you.

‘’I can't lose you again!’’ He yelled at you, his face merely inches away from yours.

Your mouth popped open at his frazzled admission of honesty, his glowing red eyes faded as he stared at you, hoping for an answer he was sure you wouldn't give him. Miguel's harsh expression was lost with the wind when he hung his head to avoid that fucking look in your eyes. The one that made all the weight of the world he carried on his shoulders all the more fucking heavier, his hands raked down your arms as if he was soothing himself, and his breath became heavier as he closed his eyes to process the words he uttered. You glitching out every time Miles was near you is not an option he was willing to entertain: it was his job to worry about anomalies and canon events but on this occasion- he didn't. And he was admitting that to you.

It's not the fact that he's dangerous or an anomaly. It's because of you.

What kind of selfish would that make him?

Last time that happened he lost everything.

He would never make the same mistake again.

But look at him now.

Making the same mistake.

‘’I can't lose you. No otra vez....I'm not str-I'm not strong enough.’’ His head hung low as if the weight of the universe was saving him from completely falling apart.

You sighed in a mix of relief and pity. This is what it was all about? Pobre cosa (poor thing). Your eyes were wide with a magnetic pulse and your body was radiating a mesmeric need. He felt it. Your hands flew to his chest and slowly meandered to his broad shoulders, he was panting in exhaustion and regret but your fingers went to his chin and jutted it upwards so your longing stare could meet his. It was a scorching look between two tired and exhausted people. Miguel was working himself so hard and you just wanted to make him forget about it, just once.

‘’Miguel…’’

‘’Ahora me he dado cuenta de que no puedo hacer nada de esto sin ti.’’ (I've now come to realize that I can't do any of this without you). Miguel's eyes flitted to your lips, his voice low and husky...needy. ‘’But I'm a selfish man... y te necesito.’’ (and I need you). Your face looked blank, it's obvious you didn't understand a word he was saying. ‘’Whatever, you wouldn't understand what I'm saying anyway.’’ Miguel dismissed you as he let go of your embrace and attempted to head out.

Before he could move away too far, you exposed your wrist and webbed him, dragging him back to you. His eyes glinted with a surprise yet they were dark with need and arrogance. Miguel was in front of you and your pussy started throbbing. His senses went into overdrive and he couldn't hold back his will to not touch you anymore.

‘'He entendido cada palabra que me has dicho.’’ (I've understood every word you've ever said to me.)

He gripped your face and kissed you hard, it was furious and mean, and he tasted dangerous- just as you expected, just as you had been silently begging him to. Lord, you were sure you'd regret this but right now your body was alive. Miguel's massive hands pulled at your hair to open your mouth wider

'’Miguel...féllame, por favor.’’ (fuck me, please) you uttered breathlessly, his mouth traveling from your bottom lip, chin, and then neck. His lips then went to breathe raggedly in your ear.

‘’You've understood everything I've ever said under my breath about you?’’ He murmured, imploring you to make him understand. He thought he had the privilege of saying things secretly as no one understood his Spanish but him, so he could say things he didn't want to keep inside without anyone else knowing. But you pulled the rug out from under him, you've been fooling him. He hated it. The number of times he's mumbled how much he wanted you under his breath- fuck.

‘’Mhm.’’ You moaned as his hands flew to your hips and slammed you down on his desk with no finesse, planting himself between your soft thighs. ‘’I thought you would've caught me earlier than this chico.’’ You teased- the thought made him angry. His talons seeped out of his skin and ripped at your suit, exposing the bare skin of your waist.

‘’Y me he dado cuenta de lo mojada que te pones cuando estás cerca de mí.’’ (And I've noticed how wet you get when you're near me) The filthy words rolled off of his tongue like velvet. ‘’Don't think you have the upper hand here sweetheart.’’

‘’Even when I want you to fuck me, you still have to fucking argue with me.’’ You growled as your hands burrowed into his long raven hair

‘’Oh, but you like it this way.’’ He smirked in your ear, the cadence of his voice reducing your knees to that of fucking jelly.

"How do you know what I like? You never asked.’’ You flirted back, treading on dangerous waters with the man that is known for having paper-thin patience.

‘’Shut the fuck up.’’ Miguel clawed at your waist and then spun you around so the tops of your thighs were. digging into the translucent glass of his desk. All of a sudden, he placed his large palm just below your neck and shoved you flat onto the desk just with brute force. You were sure you were about to start salivating.

‘’Oh, mierda.’’ He breathed raggedly, his wandering hands ripping at your suit. ‘’Beautiful, dangerous, deadly. Pretending as if you're better than me... like you're not capable of killing.’’ He ripped at your suit some more, exposing more of your skin. Your breath trembled in anticipation as he bent down to whisper hotly in your ear, your ass already feeling his strong- oh. Shit. ‘’You drive my fucking crazy, you know that?’’ He ripped your suit until it was nothing but scraps. You were naked and desperate under him.

‘’Me vuelves loco.’’ (You make me insane).

‘’Stop fucking talking and just take me, Miguel.’’ You whined desperately as your cheek pressed coldly against the glass, your hair splaying all over your shoulders like a waterfall.

‘’Abre la boca.’’ (Open your mouth) He growled like an animal but you were too concerned with your wobbly legs and fraying patience, you replied with a stunned silence, almost jittering like a fool. A frown contorted on Miguel's perfect face, scrunching up his chiseled, picturesque features. His right hand gripped your hair pulling you up to him, his left hand brushed against your lips until he fully force-plunged two fingers in your mouth- saliva coating his fingers as you gagged and choked. Oh, he couldn't wait to get you on your knees- the thought provoked some visceral reaction within him.

‘’'That's it, good girl.’’ He grumbled the affirmation and it sent sparks shooting throughout your body.

Miguel rarely ever praised or complimented so this....fuck. ...this was different, you felt so damn special to him. The ever-so-broody Miguel O'Hara calling you a 'good girl' made an unstoppable moan rip through your throat. ‘’Oh, so you like to be loud? Seems like you can't shut up when you're getting fucked too.’’ He insulted adding insult to injury which just made you sweat.

‘’Is the venom from your fangs rushing straight to your head, Miguel? Or did you not hear what I said?’’ You spat with a distinct sharpness that he'd come to expect from you, he was glad to see he hadn't scared the personality out of you which he had the tendency to do to every single person he met. However, one thing he absolutely couldn't tolerate was backtalking- which you had a tendency to get away with most times but he thought this was the perfect situation to reinstate his rules. Miguel tugged on your hair again like his own personal leash.

‘’Puede que quiera joderte ahora mismo, pero no pienses ni por un segundo que no te haré sufrir en el proceso.’’ (I may want to fuck the shit out of you right now but don't think for a second that I won't make you suffer in the process) His voice was aggressive and heady and you were stiff with arousal, your pussy was aching for him.

‘’Por favor Miguel.’’ You begged softly and it made his gaze narrow and his fangs spike out of his gums.

At times like this, he was glad he had a suit that would come on and off as he pleased- right now he was sweating with need and he was thankful he was able to quickly rid of his suit. Miguel didn't think he would be this hard, but then again you did always have a knack for surprising him when he least expected it. His large palm smacked at your ass and he was happy to see a large indent of the outline he made. Like he had a claim on you.

‘’Miguel!’’ You whined like a bitch in heat.

He didn't listen to your plead, he didn't even tease you into it first, his rigid dick just slipped into your soaking wet heat and he'd never felt this pleasure...ever. You were seriously about to cry. He wanted you to. Your pussy molded around his dick, and you were afraid he wasn't even going to fit- but Miguel always finds a way. He felt so...fucking good. The dull ache inside of your stomach was twisting into a fit of knots and butterflies, he quite literally pulsated inside of you

"Tan apretado cariño.’’ (So tight sweetheart) Miguel's chest rumbled alongside his dirty words. Fucking hell, it was like you were vacuum sealed to his dick. He started rutting into you with abandon, without mercy.

You felt so good. He was so.. good...at this, as much as you hated to admit it. He kept pawing at your body, his talons creating the animalistic tension that much heavier between you.

‘’Mi vida...’’ He purred in your ear, going harder and faster with every pained moan that ripped through your throat like it was an incentive for him to keep going.

‘’So perfect for me. Squeezing me so well...Mierda.’’

‘’You want me?’’ You teased innocently as you twisted your head to look at him through doe eyes. His eyes were roaring red as his grip on your hips seeped into your skin harder.

‘’You know I do.’’ Miguel gritted through clenched teeth, baring his fangs. The sight just made you wetter. ‘’Let me show you how much.’’ He bent down and it felt like he was going to snap you in half, you were so close to reaching your peak. To add insult to injury, he bit down on the skin of your bare shoulder blade and blood dripped from his fangs when he pulled away- your moan in response was that of perfection. Fuck it hurt but it felt amazing.

‘’It's okay, mi vida, come for me. I won't tell.’’ Miguel cooed, showing a tender side to him as he kissed down your shoulder blade to your back. You obeyed his command and came onto him- violently, so fucking hard. A guttural groan rumbled from his chest and your honeyed pants brought him back to life- a cause and effect. He fucked you through your orgasm and allowed himself the privilege of finishing inside you.

Miguel pulled out of you, leaking against the back of your thigh in the process. The scene was filthy, completely obscene and you never thought this would actually happen. ‘’Stay still princesa.’’ He commanded and you actually listened to him. The pressure of Miguel's body left you exposed as your ears pricked up to hear a rustle of draws and a clattering of things behind you. You turned your head around and his hologram suit was back on, it hugged him so fucking tightly your knees were starting to shake again.

You felt his presence again as you felt a cloth clean up the leaks down your thighs. ‘’Muchas gracias, Miguel.’’ Smartass. You flirted and he just smirked back at you, helping you stand up straight and face him when he got you cleaned up. You gazed up at him, quite chipper if you were being completely honest. Maybe a good hard fucking from his was all you needed to straighten you out. His eyes were still greedy as they raked up and down your naked body.

‘’As much as I prefer you like this...here.’’ A hologram covered you and your suit was back on, fine lines and all- well, that's easier than what you have to go through every day to get it sitting nicely.

You gazed at the scraps of your suit that were on the floor. Jesus Christ, he fucked like an animal.

"Nice to know chivalry isn't dead.' You tiptoed so you could get closer to his face and kissed his cheek. ‘’Thanks for the fuck, Miguel. Also by the way, I'm still not letting you kill that kid.’’ You patted his shoulder sarcastically- toying with him even further. You just walked away from him and his platform, you left him in a stunned silence and a blank expression, he scoffed breathlessly as he turned around to see you saunter away so damn confidently.

‘’Princesa no tan rapida.’’ (Not so fast princess) He replied back with a broken half smile. He suddenly exposed his wrist and a web flew to your waist and he instantaneously pulled you back in front of him. The breathless expression on your face was something that needed to be showcased in galleries.

‘’Can't lose me again? Object permanence is a thing you know torombolo.’’ You joked and his brows furrowed slightly in response, his arms wrapped tightly around you.

‘’Don't joke about that mi vida.’’ Miguel's face had a sheen of concern and it made your stomach twist into butterflies. ‘’You could die.’’ His voice came across as more stern than intended but you didn't back away like anyone else would do- you accepted him for who he was.

‘’Oh, Miguel...Please, we'll figure it out. But that kid you're after is probably scared and alone- just like you were, just like I was and I don't want that to swallow him.’’

‘’But every time-‘’ You pressed your pointer finger to stop his lips from moving.

"Shush. I've always trusted you, Miguel, now I don't even think there's a point in me being your higher-up. If we work together, you don't have to be afraid.’’ You caressed his face tenderly and he got lost in the softness of your words and your ever so guileless eyes.

‘’Okay?’’ Miguel turned his head to kiss at your palm as an affirmation.

‘’Okay.’’

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amphitriteswife · 1 day

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Do more of ror school au hcs please 🙏🏻 💓 💕 💗

📝✂️Ror/ Snv characters as Students📝✂️

Also am I spotting a fellow Alien stage fan??? @miserable-homo-momo

Hades:

☠️He’s a top student. On top of most of his classes, and he’s a senior.

☠️ Mostly hangs out with Qin or his brothers. He doesn’t necessarily have friends but a lot of ppl want to be tho, only he focuses on being a big brother.

☠️ Listens to a lot of music tastes. Like his play list is full of mood swings. It contains: Classic music, Pop Music, HipHop, Heavy metal ect. It kinda depends on what he feels tbh. A few of his faves would be: Tupac, Beyonce, Megan Thee Stallion, Cardi B and Mozart.

☠️Drives a nice car which made him very popular. He used it to take his brothers everywhere but he ended up sharing it between his brothers and bought a motorbike of his own🤭

☠️ He had a lot of piercings: Ears, lip, Eyebrow…nipple…But he looks good and knows how to pull it off. Like just Imagine it. Gah dayum

☠️ He actually skipped class?? You wouldn’t expect it from him but he did skip class. It’s not often but once in a blue moon. Most of the times it’s cause he wants to hang out with his brothers.

☠️ goes to all the house parties. As good of a student he is, he also likes going out. So most of the time he gets invited to parties or hang outs.

☠️ most ppl thought he was a player but ended up being one of the ppl that married their high school sweetheart. He might have dated some ppl but they weren’t flings but actually legit relationships

☠️ probably the one person that brings snacks or drinks for the class if they have a field trip or just a hot school day y’know. Like just imagine it being a hot sunny day and you still have a lot of lessons to follow and boom, hades brings ice cream for the class?? Life safer fr🙏

☠️ He probably likes History, astronomy and psychology. He kind of has random subject but he just chose what he deems as interesting. He only likes the 🪐⭐️🌠🌌 and not the math in astronomy.

☠️ He cooks on field trips that last more days. Only if its’s necessary tho. Mainly because he’s rich enough to afford going to restaurants or the school handles it.

☠️ he’s the therapist friend fr. Genuinely knows when there’s something wrong and asks, not in public tho. He doesn’t judge but actually listens to you. He also offers comfort if you need it. What a goat

☠️ class president. Even though he didn’t want to be. Most ppl voted for him for the above stated reasons. And because he’s kind of a big brother type.

☠️ man could do anything and he wouldn’t get into trouble. Mostly because all the teachers love him as a student so shawty has a good reputation.

☠️ He’s bad at art yet has very nice cursive handwriting. Probably because he takes extra poetry lessons. Or he practiced it till he was satisfied.

☠️ Is in the chess club with Beelzebub and the birb. They often play and even have participate in Tournaments.

☠️ He’s the type that also chose languages as subjects, so like German, French, Italian, Chinese, Latin and ofc Greek. Probably because his ass has a photographic memory

☠️ doesn’t eat cafeteria food and actually goed off campus to buy food. If some of his lessons are canceled he just goes to restaurants or shopping streets to kill time

☠️ Actually doesn’t rly do his homework. He only does it in classes that check homework or give bonuses for it, otherwise he usually doesn’t do it. Besides he only studies like 2 weeks before the week where all the tests are. Unless he knows he needs more time for a certain subject. Then he catches up

☠️ Went to Spain, Germany and France because he choose those subjects and teased his younger brothers for it. He did buy them a requested item for each of em. Not Zeus cause he requested a Latina babe.

☠️ He has a place in school where he always sits when he aint off campus. So if ya eveer try to find him he’s probably there.

☠️ graduated w honors fr. Mosy of the teacher wrote nice things about them and held wonderful speeches for him since he was a good student. His quote in the year book was sum like ‘👍’.

☠️ He probably went on luxurious vacations and posted the pictures on his insta. He dont do snap or any other form of social media.

Buddha

🪷 the student that doesn’t really care about grades but does get good ones.

🪷 He’s usually eats in class. But for some reason the teachers allow it cause he ain’t causing a mess. Or because he’s actually a prince and could buy the school in a second.

🪷 Definitely choose a language as a subject and geography cause man knows a lot about different cultures. My goat

🪷 Definitely a music lover. You can always catch him with one AirPod in his ear. Probably has the latest phone too cause he richy rich.

🪷 Goes to on lot of vacations. Like every break he’s somewhere. Japan, Greece, Italy, Singapore, Canada, Brazil, he goes to many places. Brodie might start doing them travel vlogs atp

🪷 He has lots of Social Media’s. Tiktok, Tenten, insta, snap, Discord??🤨 , Be real ect. His tiktok is just goofy ahh videos while his insta is usually pics of his vacations. Like you know them influencers who have them nice ahh pics? He has that, but he just aint a influencer

🪷 Never takes notes in class. So you might wanne share em w him if you have em. In return he’ll let you munch on his snacks.

🪷 BIG supporter of Cultural day. Like he already sighed a petition and complained that every school should have one. He even offered to host them and buy stuff for it.

🪷 biggest class skipper together with Qin. He’s either off campus buying stuff, at home cause brodie didn’t wanne come or he just bailed mid way with the ‘can i use the restroom?’ Tactic. His ass almost got into trouble w the school cause of the many times he was absent.

🪷 If you have a presentation with him. Yall will score perfectly. Especially if it’s a subject he knows a lot about, brodie will carry you like how Eren carried that stone in Shiganshina (aot reference 🤨)

🪷 Deals candy in school. Like you know how some schools have the policy that their cafeteria doesn’t sell unhealthy stuff? And the stuff is overpriced asf. Yeah he broke that by buying a lot of different candies and letting ppl buy em for €1 no matter what the OG price was. He may or may not have gotten into trouble but man did not care

🪷 LOVESS LOVES LOVES school trips. He always buys snacks for em. He usually researches the place where yall is going so that he can divide the time and go see the whole place instead of just only doing the assignment.

🪷 He is friends w actually almost everyone. Almost. Except Loki. But it’s difficult. Loki HATES him. While Buddha is kinda like 😒. It got so bad that Loki had to switch classes fr. Now one may ask why? Buddha worked together Sigyn that’s why

🪷 house parties, pool parties, after school parties, just any party tbh. If he catches one he is going. And Believe me it makes it so much better. He has the music, the vibe, the photo’s everything. Man is so chill fr

🪷 lowkey good friends w Hades. Mainly because they both chose languages. They usually practice together if they have like a verbal test. They got each other’s back. And yeah Buddha’s a senior cause he skipped some grades

🪷 Ppl expected him to actually be single cause of how care free he is but they were wrong cause man was SMITTEN by Yasodharā. They were literally THE couple.

🪷 Got into a class fight with Loki. Imma leave room for yall to think how that went. Man CLEARED him. But he didn’t hit tho. He didn’t square up. He just dodged and threw chips in his face.

🪷 watched anime, reads manhwa and hd merch. But he the cool ones that keep it lowkey and dont rly act upon it

🪷 Man saved the ppl who graduated w him. He arranged that the ppl in the last year could have a week long vacation to Italy. Mainly to see art or just enjoy being free from school.

🪷 As much as he hated school. He’s the type that goes for a good time. He likes being w his friends or his glorious gf Yasodharā.

Shiva:

🧿 Laid back student that barely passes but doesn’t really mind.

🧿 member of the party club! He hosts all the dances, plays, school events, parties, gala’s. Anything to do with the sort!

🧿 Also a big fan of house parties. Good music, good vibe, lots of ppl, drinks n a good home? He’s all in.

🧿 He 100% had music, art and religion as a subject. Dancing is included with art and he gives extra lessons to the youngsters. He might even have his own dance club on campus.

🧿 He’s also a fan of p.e. He 100% has a one sided rivalry with Hercules and Ares. But if it’s Ares and Hercules against each other he’s on Hercules’ side.

🧿 He hosted a Gala for the seniors and it was so goated, he even had a department for ppl who didn’t want to dance and put on game consoles on the big ahh boards.

🧿 He and Poseidon were playing Mario Kart and SSBU against each other. Half of the ppl there spectated on how the two were so focused and at each other’s throat. But after that Shiva went back to dancing.

🧿 A lot of ppl think that he’s poly but he’d monogamous and has a girlfriend. Aka Parvati. Who was his partner to homecoming. Which he hosted ofcourse.

🧿 Skips school so much that he once had to have a conversation with the school therapist to make sure there was nothing going on at home. (There isn’t) but he played it off cause he a smooth talker and got away with it.

🧿 He’s besties w Rudra. They’re the duo that everyone knows cause they’ve been going to the same school and usually have most classes together. Even if they don’t like the subject. Like you can see Shiva in some classes they don’t have together cause he just asks the teacher it its cool and most of the time it’s cool. Most.

🧿 They the duo that they meet each other in the halls cause they both got sent out of the classroom. Or they both have detention and never do any work in it there.

🧿 you can usually spot them outside going for a run or at the gym. They also share a playlist for of they go to the gym and its very intense. Or they’re goofing around and end up doing something else.

🧿 He’s also in Hades class as a senior but they aint rly close, no bad blood but they just have their own friends. Though If they were to be paired up they’d make a very good duo.

🧿 Also a big fan of Culture day. But the best part is that Parvati is in a beautiful sari, her make up done, mehendi on her hands and feet, churias on her arms, a veil on her head. Hmm perfect.

🧿 He lowkey beefs with Loki but does it in a goofy way y’know. Like he seems very intimidating cause of his physique and height but he’s lowkey chill and doesn’t bother ppl.

🧿 is lowkey a model together with Poseidon. He posts a lot of pictures on his insta, Indian weddings (they’re the best) pics of himself or if he went somewhere. Some of them are lowkey so aestheticly pleasing.

Yuh that’s it. Might make a part 3 tho

Tagging: @mizz-sea-nymph @vilereign @tinyy-tea-cup @das-jaim3 @monstertreden @rukia-writes @snowmantita @brokensenseofhumor @itz-hel @nicasdreamer @imperfectbloodmoon @swallowtail-lotus @m3l-moony @riseofamoonycake @bumblebees-knees-threes @praisethesuuun @telvess @salmonpoki @aresarmyblog

#ror/snv characters as students #buddha snv #snv #ror #shuumatsu no valkyrie #record of ragnarok #snv hades #ror hades #snv buddha #ror buddha #snv shiva #ror shiva #ror parvati #snv parvati #ror headcanons #snv headcanons

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hi, hi💜 i was wondering if i could request SCP-076-2 x reader fluff/smut mix? :3 might be 2 vague, but go wild!!

i am bordeline obsessed with that man. (1 of my multiple husbandos so sue me.)

so. BET BUSTER. srry if it's short and shitty I've been going through some shit.

scp 076-2 x Reader

(fluff + smut)

You and Able have been dating for a little while now, around 1-2 years so average relationship! it has been VERY hard for him for the concept of relationships. let alone love.

(c'mon he's like 10,000 years old or something. gove this man a break relationship standards keep changing like plz-)

at first when he even remotely caught feelings he's not even accepting it. not even acknowledge it. he's just "well ok. i hate that. I'm gonna kill people."

but it's been bugging him over and over with his feelings about you, he's doubting the feelings and just thinks it's just another form of hate.

but every fucking time you're around or even walk past him let alone be in his eye sight he's crumbling.

sometimes even some guards around him who even caught a glimpse of his face could've sworn his cheeks becoming a bit pink.

(not able giving them a death stare right after)

he just didn't know how to adress it or even adress it at all and just let it fix itself.

but then someday you came up to him and did the dumbest (or luckiest) move and told him those 3 magical words.

he was. baffled. quite baffled.

"I love you."

"what?.."

"i love you Able."

"..."

He was. staring. staring into your soul? no. he's trying to stare into your mind.

but when he just kept staring you suddenly kissed his cheek..you kissed his cheek?

oh shit his cheeks are red CODE RED-

and literally 1-2 years later he's Your Boyfriend.

it's very quick to him but yet he isn't complaining.

and the day you brought up that you just wanted to be fucked by him/fuck him. (YOU SINNER! SATAN! COME GET EM-)

he was thinking about it because if you remember. he isn't opposed to sex. but now that you're here.

he's considering it.

eventually he finds himself in your room (he destroyed all the cameras too <3)

while you are just undressing yourself. your chest fully exposed to him and your sex showing.

in all it's glory.

his eyes are wandering all over especially to your sex wich is kinda surprising! but he's super into it.

and when your eyes stravel over to his body. his very muscular olive skinned body. your eyes also travel to his sex. noticing that he's pretty damn hard.

and gah dayum is he hard. he looks almost 10inch big. and you're like "well i hope that fits".

you throw yourself onto him (with his consent ofc bc consent is VERY sexy)

(im sorry in very tired rn so- no horny rn)

you stick his cock all the way into your mouth trying to deepthroat him while he's a grunting mess. and by the time he cums your mouth is filled to the brim.

trying to swallow it all before he just pins you down on the bed and fucking you into the mattress. (have you seen this man bro?)

he's incredibly rough once he gets the hang trying to fill your ass with his liquids (cum.) while you're holding onto dear life.

"you're fucking up my insides!"

"im not killing you."

"FEELS LIKE IT....but it's hot."

after you two finish up and you being a complete pastry because of a certain someone.

you just cuddle up to him. pushing your face into his chest doing this wiggle motion as if you're comfy asf. (let's be honest. his chest id both soft n squishy+ hard af)

wrapping your limbs around him. and him doing the same to you, his long hair hanging down and tickling some of your skin

it was. a very nice scenario for you.

you wrap your blanket around you both not caring if any of the forbidden juices land on the blanket.

he could've sworn you purred.

Able just feels at peace. just knowing that you're there for him. that you won't leave him

you're the only one who truly let yourself near him and didn't scream for your life.

"you're the only one.."

#scp x reader #scp #scp foundation #scp 076 x reader #scp 076 #scp 076-2 #scp 076 x reader smut

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desires-of-chain · 11 months

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Embarrassing confession: This past week i keep trying to think of a valid pun or play on words about "bun in the oven" where Four breeds Reader in his forge. I want funny.

Like...no hazardous things in place, he's just finished and cleaned up the place so it's safer lol, but the place is still hot enough to make you sweat and it doesn't help that he's sweaty and has those muscles exposed lol Imagine him putting you on a table on your side and resting one of your legs against his hip and the other is pushed to your chest while he's just slowly, roughly fucking into you and you can't squirm away or change position to something less exposing or thrust back to make it go faster because he had a tight grip on you with his gloved hands and he's determined to keep it at his pace, savoring the feel of you and how helpless you are, being molded under his touch. Imagine Four all sweaty, like dripping with it, the dim lights highlighting his sweaty bodh strong arms flexes while keeping your squirming body in place, as his hips move into you in that agonizing pace that keeps you between bliss and blasphemy, letting out low, pleased moans that sometimes sounds taunting whenever he knowingly denies you orgasm when you're so close to it, edging you, all that good stuff. No matter how much you'd plea, he won't listen, only punishing you with a bite mark or a hickey harshly sucked onto your skin each time you get too desperate, too noisy, or just anything just to have an excuse to mark you up and never giving you your relief until he thinks it's time. You would have a lot of bruises, hickeys, and bite marks that day. The forge is gonna smell like sex for a while. >:Dc

Anyways, he didn't just make weapons or accessories in the forge that day~

-🎀

gah dayum 🥴🥵🥵🥵 I was not mentally prepare for this, I am so normal.

I- idk what to say, I'm so speechless by the thought of forge sex with four, well done.

#.bea answers #🎀 anon #smut #cw: breeding

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sullyslut · 1 year

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Ok hear me out on this one (miles/Jake) having a tail kink with a na'vi reader, pulling, holding, or just teasing it. It starts off with just some good quality holding eachother close then (miles/Jake) gets a dirty idea and start to toy with them

i love this oml, eywa bless u for this anon!😩🙌

i feel like Quarich would be the one to be more Fascinated with your tail cos he's only just recently gotten one himself, so i can see him try to push it with the tugging and the teasing via tail for sure hnng!! he'd be the one to tease your tail while talking straight up filth into your ear, he'd pull on it if youre being a brat as well as telling you to "behave" in that hot ass voice of his gah dayum!

That's not to say that Jake wouldn't tease your tail though, he just has more Experience with having one, so he knows exactly how to be a little shit. Whether that be teasing you or tugging on it to be annoying or even just holding it when near you. he'd wrap his own tail around yours when standing next to each other as well and ahfdhf that thought just makes me all gushy inside

#i love this so much #bless u anon #avatar 2009 #avatar x reader #jake sully x reader #avatar the way of water #avatar imagine #atwow x reader #na'vi x reader #quarich #miles quaritch x reader

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gamerbearmira · 2 years

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[Baby bear] Joining in on all the snippets of Poison AU

The candle was flickering as if it was tried to save something, Antonio went to check on Mirabel only to find her un-responsive and very pale, cold and she smelled very rotten. One conclusion she was dead because of His Hermana and Prima and it was also dinner time, He went downstairs and sat in Mirabel's seat. "Mirabel has died and I know who Killed her" The Two eldest grandchildren went Pale "Who did it Tonito?" Pepa asked softly "Dolores and Isabela Madrigal , you are guilty of poisoning Mirabel Madrigal." Dolores sputtered and Isabela looked away "Dolores? Is this true?" Pepa asked. Dolores nodded "They wanted to Post-pone the dinner so Isabela wouldn't have to Marry Mariano and they thought the best way was to Poison their sister/cousin" Camilo glared in the direction of Dolores "I disown you as my Hermana. Dolores Camila Castilo." That was a punch in the gut to Dolores "You too, I disown you as my Hermana as well. Isabela Jazmín Rojas" Isabela was crying silently, she messed up big time and she just realized it "Please- Camilo, Antonio I'm sorry!" Antonio chuckled bitterly "I don't forgive you" "Senorita Perfecta Dolores."

GAH DAYUM ☠️☠️ Ngl I feel like. Disowning is generous. They shouldn't be so surprised either. Could've gone a lot worse. And I mean a LOT worse. Also??? If she was rotting she had to have been dead for a hot minute, or something was done to her to make her decompose faster 😭😭 da fuq

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boycigs · 11 months

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HES SO OLDDDDDDDDD GAH DAYUM

and stfu Leon is sexy as fuccckkkkkkkk bro put on 40 lb of pure muscle between re 2 and re 4

b...but he's hot

#blitz's.customers #he's the exception for old babygirls #all my others r like 20's ....#i'd take anybody atp

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lex217 · 2 years

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Yuppppp

#ash williams #evil dead #evil dead 2 #ash vs evil dead #army of darkness #why is he so hot #smexy mf #gah dayum #film #cinema

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yanderefantasies · 3 years

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Eli makes Exorcist!reader confess in the confession booth on what the incubi does to him and uses it against him CouHHH

Eli tells Reader that he should demonstrate exactly what the Incubi had done to him, and that he’ll have to help Reader regain his ‘purity’ by letting Eli in. All while Eli is probably jacking off on the other side of the wall in the confessional to the way Readers describing how he felt when he was sleeping with the incubus

I need to see Eli in a priest outfit lmao

#idv harem discussion #Eli Clark #he’s #gah dayum #priest Eli is fuckin hot-

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yeol-yeol-blog1 · 7 years

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damn

#IM GREGNANT #he needs to give me time to breathe #pcy #Park Chanyeol #chanyeol #exo #exo spao #spao #THAT LIL SMIRK THO LIKE DAYUM #anD HOW DOES HE PUT HIS HANDS IN HIS POCKET IN SUCH A HOT WAY??#gah #mine #my gifs

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alygatorwrites · 3 years

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WAVES

summary: as stressed college juniors, your friends decide to have a beach day. the giant crush you have on reiner is strong as ever, and it only worsens when you see him have some fun. maybe it’s the heat, or the way he looks at you, because confessing doesn’t seem so scary anymore.

pairing: reiner x reader

warnings: suggestive themes at one point, mostly fluff and crack (with a side of connie texting shenanigans LMAOO)

note: i just wanted our faves to have a super cool beach day with each other and let loose. i hope you all enjoy! maybe ill write a part 2 one day 😳

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The sky is a vivid blue when you pull into the Trost beach parking lot, clear and full of white puffy clouds. It's scorching hot today, signaling the end of spring and the beginning of summer - but anything is better than studying for finals, so it was decided it'd be a beach day anyway.

Slamming the car door shut and leaning against the hood, you glance at your phone's lock screen to check the time. Everyone is supposed to be here already.

Well, not everyone. Historia and Ymir declined because they had "plans," apparently. The rest of the group had begged them to come, besides Eren and Annie, who just told them to go be lesbians in peace. It's a fun friend group, for sure.

Which is exactly why you don't mind waiting.

Or that's what you thought.

When almost half an hour passes without a single car to be seen, you finally decide to shoot Connie a text. It doesn't get across just how bitter you are.

That's interesting. The traffic certainly wasn't that bad, but whatever. Jean still gets a pass; he's carpooling Sasha and Connie, the two most annoying people on planet Earth. You're about to type out a snarky text - something about him looking like the Mr. Clean Magic Eraser guy - when Connie sends another response.

Oh, for fucks sake. Maybe you never should of told Connie and Sasha about your crush a few months ago, because they certainly love teasing the shit out of you. Just as you get ready to spam the chat with an onslaught of curses, there's the sound of a car pulling into the parking space next to you.

It's Jean's truck.

“Hey!” Connie’s in the passenger seat, waving from the rolled down window. Sasha scrambles from the back to do the same, smushing him against the car door like a bug.

"We stopped to get snacks for everyone!" Sasha adds, screaming louder than necessary. “I got us king-sized Rice Krispies treats!”

Jean twists his keys out of the ignition and tosses them toward the two hooligans; they hit the back of Connie's buzzcut head. Serves him right. "We’re five feet away, you idiots! Stop yelling!"

You roll your eyes, but a grin tweaks the corners of your lips as they all exit the truck. Sasha bounces out in a bikini, her brown hair swept up into a ponytail, the strap of a huge freezer box slung over her shoulder. Both Connie and Jean are in swimming trunks, towels in their hands.

Reiner emerges from the back seat, and damn, you scan the man up and down at an extraordinary pace. His eyes reflect hazel in the sun, jaw stubbled, and expression soft. Unlike the others, he's still wearing a shirt, but the thin white material shows off those pecs and muscular biceps flawlessly. The wind ruffles his golden hair, and then he sees you - he cracks a small smile, and ... and...

Sasha flings an arm around your chest, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. There's a half-eaten piece of beef jerky in her hand, and it nearly slaps you upside the head. "I haven't seen you in forever!"

"Sash, I saw you in Calculus yesterday."

"Still too long!"

Jean pinches her elbow, effectively freeing you from her grasp. "Would you get it together already? They're here."

You twist your head to see Eren, Armin, Mikasa, Annie, and Bertholdt pouring out from a vehicle. They must've been following pretty close to Jean.

"Gah dayum," Connie says, sighing dramatically as if he was the one waiting twenty minutes. He lugs a case of water bottles out of the truck, only to drop it on the pavement. "Finally!"

Armin gives a small wave as he approaches, genuine and sincere as always. "Sorry," he says, an apologetic smile on his face. "There was a car accident on the highway, so we hit some traffic."

God bless whoever was on the receiving end of Eren's road rage.

There's no time to even say anything, because Connie and Sasha are already sprinting up a sand dune toward the sound of the ocean. Jean launches a flipflop at their backs, shouting something about how they need to help carry the bags. He's certainly had enough.

Guess that's everyone's cue.

The warmth of the sun as you sit on the shoreline is pure bliss. Heaven, actually.

You watch as Eren ties his hair into a man-bun from where he's lounging on a beach towel, fingernails painted black and skin bronzed from the sun. Mikasa and Annie sit beside him, indulged in soft conversation while Armin hunts for seashells.

Sasha, Jean, and Connie - hell, they're up to their chests in the ocean. You bite back a laugh when Connie's wakeboard kicks up a bunch of water, splashing Jean in the face. It makes him splutter, and Sasha just cackles hysterically at the whole thing.

The light-hearted screaming and joyous laughter that dances in the air - along with the feeling of cool seawater lapping at your ankles - is nice. You’ve missed this.

"Hey."

You whip your head around toward the voice, only to be greeted with Reiner. Sunlight is amber on his skin, drawing beautiful shadows across the sharp features of his face. The image of him always sucks you right in.

"Hey," you say. The way you keep your composure is a miracle. "Sorry you got stuck with Sasha and Connie earlier. I could've drove you."

“’S fine,” Reiner says, settling down in the wet sand. His large frame always makes you look so tiny when he sits next to you like this. “Jean kept them under control most of the time. He couldn't stop Sasha from eating all the Slim Jims, though."

You hum in assent. That girl loves her meat. "Where's Bert?"

"Over there," Reiner says, pointing over his broad shoulder. Bertholdt has found a place among the others on the beach, straight up giving Annie goo goo eyes. She doesn't seem to notice or care, sunglasses perched upon her Grecian nose.

"He's still got it bad, huh?" you mutter, turning back to look Reiner in the face. The tide comes surging up the coast, sending pieces of crushed shells and pebbles against your toes.

"Yeah. I told him to tell her how he feels, but he's too nervous."

"How about you? Still like Historia?"

You ask the question in a friendly, teasing sort of way to hide the fact that you're actually asking for ... well, personal reasons. You do wanna know, and you've been close friends with Reiner since freshman year of college, so why not?

Reiner's eyes widen a bit as you say it, and it's actual kind of funny. He sits up a little straighter, and you see a tense flex of his jaw through the prickle of unshaved stubble. His lips hesitantly part to answer and —

“Hey, you guys!” someone suddenly whoops. Of course.

You glance over to see Sasha running through the water toward the both of you. She trips over a clump of seaweed, but tries to play it off by pretending she was waving. Very smooth. “Y’all gonna swim or what?”

Both you and Reiner must consider it, because you fall into a similar brief silence. Swimming does sound nice, although sitting here with your best friend - who also just so happens to be the love of your life - is very enjoyable too.

Sasha's brown eyes flicker with impatience. "You don't have to come in all the way," she mopes, crossing her arms. "Just a little bit. Seeing you guys sit so close to the water without getting in is giving me anxiety. We're supposed to be having fun!"

You roll your eyes at that. As if Sasha knows a single thing about anxiety. It's an excuse.

Still... why the hell not?

"Fine," you huff, standing up. Sasha beams at your answer, and then she's sprinting back toward Connie and Jean, who are now wrestling in the water. You dust the sand off your butt and motion toward the ocean with a hand. "Come on. I'm not going in alone."

Reiner blinks at you for a moment before he pulls himself upright, grabbing the hem of his shirt. He peels it off with a powerful roll of his shoulders, and you catch the alluring ripple of his abs.

Honestly, you've only seen Reiner shirtless twice over the past three years: once at Zeke's pool party, and another time when Porco pushed him into the campus' decorative fountain. You were the one who walked with him back to his dorm for clean clothes, and wow, the view was great for sure.

When Reiner tosses his shirt onto the sand and swivels back around, you pretend you weren't staring. Thank god for reflexes.

You lead Reiner into the sea, and he's so fucking tall that he matches your stride with ease. His sturdy weight causes salt spray to kick up around both knees and onto your side, which he apologizes for.

You're waist deep in the water when you finally come to a stop, Reiner slightly ahead of you. His wet shorts cling to his toned thighs, leaving very little to the imagination - not that you're complaining.

"How have classes been going?" Reiner asks.

Ugh. School. The thought of it makes you want to bang your head on a wall.

"Don't even get me started. Professor Levi has been on my ass since I failed that one test," you mumble, staring up at the sky as a seagull passes overhead. "I miss when we had Chem and Bio together. Now everything's boring and I'm just stressed."

When you peer over at Reiner again, he's frowning. Perhaps he feels the same way. "At least we're almost done. One more year," the man reassures, although he doesn't sound too keen about it himself. Gotta love that fake college student optimism.

"One more year of hell," you say dryly.

Standing with him like this is hard. You really wanna hold him, hug him, kiss him. But you just can't; your friendship is too precious, too important. So you do something else.

"Aren't you majoring in—"

You splash Reiner, cutting him off with a good amount of water to his face, a giant wicked grin on your mouth.

At first, Reiner's expression is a mixture of surprise and confusion. His cheeks and ashen-blonde hair drip with saltwater, and once he realizes it was you that did it instead of a pesky wave ... a smile blossoms on his face.

Butterflies tickle the pit of your stomach, and it’s a feeling that you've come to know very well. There’s a warmth in Reiner's honeyed-eyes as he looks down at you, studying the wicked satisfaction written on your features.

"Playing dirty, huh?" Reiner says, swiping his forehead dry with an arm. There’s a weight off his shoulders as he talks now; it's clear as day.

"It was an accident," you lie, despite the twinkle in your eye telling otherwise. The face you're making must be funny, because Reiner hides a breathy chuckle.

"It was a cheap shot," he corrects. "Gabi does the same thing."

“Did you just compare me to a child?”

“I guess I did.”

You have absolutely no idea whether the riptide or your feet is drawing you to Reiner. All you know is that you've gotten close enough where you could rest a palm on his stomach without taking another step. Personal space is definitely not a thing right now.

It's shameless, the way you let your gaze flit from Reiner's lips to his stare, emblazoned by whatever intense emotion he must be feeling right now. There's this strong urge to grab him by the wrist and intertwine your fingers, to dip them below the rise and fall of the tides.

This is dangerous ass territory, you think. Abort, abort. Remember your friendship.

A large current almost knocks you two into each other, and it takes all the strength in your body to not let the waves of longing drown your heart. “Reiner—”

“Yeah?”

The way Reiner says it so gently, so lowly - with that deep rumbling voice of his - almost has you confessing immediately.

And you probably would have, if you didn't notice something out of your peripheral. Or rather, someone.

From the deep end, Sasha watches. She's submerged up to her chin in the water, a mischievous smirk on her lips as she wiggles her eyebrows at you suggestively.

The woman has instincts unbeknownst to mankind itself. Of course she'd notice.

Just as you're about give Sasha a lethal I'm-gonna-kill-you-if-you-don't-stop stare, the blur of Jean's flying body lands right between you and Reiner, knocking you off your feet and plunging you underwater.

Everything happens so fast that you can't even process it completely.

When you resurface, squinting your eyes open and coughing, the first thing you see Reiner swiping a large hand down his face, brows furrowed. His bangs are wet and plastered to his forehead.

Needless to say, neither of you were expecting a sopping wet Jean to fall from the heavens. Definitely not.

"What the hell?" you wheeze, clambering to your feet. The burn of saltwater in your nose has you sniffling.

"Look at him!" Sasha cackles, pointing at Jean as he rises from the aggressive current. He's hacking so hard he might just bring up a lung.

Connie wades over proudly, both hands on his hips in victory. He’s grinning from ear-to-ear. "I won!"

"Motherfucker - you cheated!" Jean instantly growls, spitting into the water between every cough. "You threw sand in my mouth!"

"Was it bussin?"

Honestly, you've never seen Jean move so fast. He pounces on Connie like a fucking tiger, dunking his head underwater using the weight of his body. When Connie pops back up, he's spluttering and clutching at his face. "My eyes!"

Sasha is dying from laughter at this point, clutching at her sides and screaming about how Connie sounded like that one fish from Spongebob.

It could be the idiocy of the whole thing, or Sasha's ugly howling, because Reiner literally throws his head back and laughs, his shoulders shaking with the severity of it.

It's rare for him these days: usually he'll just chuckle, soft and airy and perfect.

This is completely different from that, though. And you know what? Whatever this is, it's goddamn infectious, because you feel a smile working its way onto your mouth. You engrave the sound in your mind, grappling protectively around it's melodic notes and timbre.

Even though it doesn't last long, you're glad. Being here to experience it means everything.

Reiner smiles to himself for a fleeting moment, iridescent beads of saltwater clinging to his lashes, and then he raises his head to look at you. Seeing those eyes sparkle – sage-green and charming in the dazzling sunlight – it's a different kind of paradise.

“Stop looking at me like that,” you scold, but the words have no bite as they jam their way through an enthusiastic grin. You can't help it.

As the others continue to get swept away by the riptide, still wrestling and giggling like fools, Reiner drifts toward you once more. If you wanted to, you could reach out and hook your pinkies together.

That's when you come to a conclusion. It's gonna be tonight.

When the beach grows dark and stars flower along the black sky, you're going to confess to Reiner.

Now or never, right?

#AND THATS THAT #my love....my baby....reiner.....#still waiting for him to be real smh #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot x reader #reiner x reader #reiner braun x reader #snk x reader #reiner braun #reiner brainrot #attack on titan fanfiction #reiner is daddy #aot smau #snk smau #reiner x y/n #reiner x you

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