#guester

[jinx-o-rama]

Yeah I think my krita is broken....

#kritart #krita my beloved #digital art #oc art #fourth wall break #ruh roh #fourth wall #Caesar Aulana #Mila Waynesly #Jinx T. Guester #jinxorama

[pumpkachubby]

Buried feelings

It’s been a while since last time I posted a new episode but here we are back at it! This time we have a chapter focused in Crescente and Guester, where what was supposed to be a lesson in magic quickly turned to the unexpected.

(from now on all new chapters will be acompanied by a map showing who will be featured and where, since many people will be traveling all around Galar)

Make sure to check the Story Archive for past chapters!

I can’t say that my relationship with Guester is bad, but until now we never really had a chance to connect, we are more like acquaintances than actual friends, if it wasn’t for Koh and Petrov we probably would have never meet each other and yet, here we are, alone in a meeting room of the Obsidian Guild.

And I’m pissed off at him.

Koh asked me to help him with his current interest in magic, according to my mother he has great potential in plant-based magic  (although almost every plant-type hybrid like us has it, it’s hard to master, even harder than training to use the pokemon moves of our individual species) and since I really need a distraction from my own problems I said yes without giving it much thought… and oh boy I am regretting it.

“Can you please stop that?” - I shouted, making him drop the thread he was trying to pass through his absurdly large needle, but he immediately went back to it.

“What’s wrong? I told you I lost my witch hat to that damn corviknight, so I’m trying to make a new one!”

“Where should I start…” - I said, taking off my glasses and rubbing my eyelids in frustration- “Do you see me wearing a witch hat? Don’t you think there must be a reason behind it?”

“...Fashion sense? No offense but until now you have always been wearing that boring barista outfit, if it wasn’t for your scarf you wouldn’t stand out at all…” - He replied without looking at me. It's been like this since Koh brought him earlier today. I tried to give him some basic guide on the magic he claims to be interested but all he has cared for is that stupid hat that he really, REALLY shouldn’t wear.

I took a deep breath to control my urges to strangle him with my scarf, murder is illegal after all, even if he just dragged my fashion sense in the floor. I stepped closer and tried to make…. a more direct approach.

“You know the difference between pokemon powers and magic, right?” - I asked, touching the fabric he was trying to sew ,in an act that would make Koh crawl in pain, without even properly cutting it in the proper shape of a hat.

“Aren't they basically the same?” - He replied, trying to get it away from me, but it was too late, I was already holding it tight. -“I mean, both are powers that come from within us, right?”

“Correct, but they are very different. Pokemon powers and abilities are very limited to our types, and human cannot learn to use them, but magic isn’t, you see…” - I said as I set on fire the fabric on my hand, although you would say it looked more like it was disintegrating in sparks, quickly reaching his hands, making him step back in shock - “... there are no limits on what you can learn to do with magic.”

Guester stood there in awe, now that I think about it it was probably the first time he had seen me use magic. Sure everyone had come to the coffee shop while lost ghosts gather at night but he in particular never saw me do anything practical like this. After a few seconds he finally spoke again.

“That was… SO COOL!!!” - He said jumping in excitement - “I wanna do that too!”

“You will if you are willing to listen and learn…” - I replied, walking back to my original seat. - “Honestly why aren’t you paying more attention? You show genuine interest and yet all you have done is ignore my lesson…”

“Well… because you are boring.” - He said with no hesitation, looking straight into my eyes.

“E- Excuse me???”

“Yeah, and I already know all of that plant stuff, mom taught me. Do you realize you are trying to teach about plants to a person who, quite literally, was born in a greenhouse? I learned all that before I even knew how to read…”

“I didn’t know that! Also, what do you mean I’m boring?? I’m trying my best to make it interesting!”

“Well… I wasn’t talking about the lesson when I said that…” 

My scarf quickly grabbed him by the legs, holding him tight upside down mid-air. Did he not realize that I can literally destroy him in as many ways I want if I felt like it? I can’t understand him at all! But I needed to calm down, he is a precious friend of my boyfriends, and way too many people know we are both here after all.

 “What the hell do you mean by that, uh?” - I said, looking at his sad upside-down face, probably just noticing how he just insulted me.

“I’m sorry I can’t help it! I always thought you were boring! You are always stuck at home, even after your mother came back and did the renovations, with the excuse of having to take care of the shop, yet you don’t really have to do much there besides a couple of very specific nights per month. You have all this power and yet you don’t want to use it! And you know what I will say it: I don’t get what Koh and Petrov see in you! They should have just been a couple and I would have been able to mo-” - He said, suddenly covering his own mouth with his hands, quickly getting flustered and it wasn’t because of his current position.

I had to sit down.

I should be angry, but deep down I agreed.

“... what?” - I asked - “Listen, I’m- I am aware I’m not the most interesting person around, but I just like the way things are, I don’t… do well with changes… and I’m the first person to notice that if I wasn’t around they probably would have ended up together sooner, I’m very aware of that and believe me I don’t know why they are with me either… I…”

“Sorry…” - He apologized, trying to rub my head but only managing to mess with my hair - “It’s just… how to say this… Petrov was my…” - His face was red as a tomato so I pulled him down, he quickly grabbed another chair and sat in front of me. - “Is there… is there any magic you have to conceal this room?”

“Done” - I said as I lifted a finger, creating the most powerful barrier I knew. There was a conversation we needed to have right here and right now. - “What’s up with Petrov?”

“I hate myself for this, I really do” - He said, clenching his fists - “But when you three got together I… was so jealous…”

“Why? Aren’t you happy with Harold?”

“I am! I trully am! I want to live my life along his side!... But, how to say this…”

“Calm down, just be direct.”

“Ok… - He replied after a few seconds in doubt, taking a deep breath - “Petrov was my first crush, I realized I liked boys because of him, you could say it was love at first sight. Back then when he was a small and slim insecure pumpkaboo, I fell hard for him, but he never corresponded with my feelings, and I’m quite sure he never even realized it…” - He declared abruptly, at the border of tears, I quickly jumped to hug him because I knew that feeling too well. - “I don’t know why! I tried really hard but he never realized it! Hell, even Rompt noticed it and he is probably the most useless when it comes to relationships and emotions, but Petrov, he just… never looked back at me in any other way than a friend, so at a certain point I decided to move on, I even had something with Rompt for a year, and while the sex was fantastic we decided it was best if we would remain as friends when Petrov came back to town and-”

“Wait wait a moment, you just dropped a lot of information I wasn't aware of… You and Rompt?”

“Yeah, he wasn’t my first boyfriend but we dated for almost a year after he and Koh broke up.”

“WAIT WHAT!??”

“Ups” - He said, stopping halfway getting up from his chair to leave the room, probably remembering he asked me to put on a barrier.

“Have everyone in this friend group had secret feelings for each other this whole time and I didn’t know anything at all?”

“Oh me and Rompt had more than feelings, Horacio should be grateful because he was so messy when we started, but I had way more experience in bed so I taught him well.” - He said so proudly you wouldn’t believe he was about to cry minutes ago - “You really need to work on your perception, don’t you know any spells to boost it or something?”

“Ok, I think you have dragged me enough already, let's keep the focus on you. So, you were jealous because Koh and I got into a relationship with him yet he was never able to see you as a potential boyfriend?”

“Exactly! And I know how messed up that is! And yet why do I feel this way?”

“Well I think it's normal, seeing someone achieve something you wanted for years and give up will always hurt a little. All you can do now is focus on your present and future. It's not like you have romantic feelings for him left, right?”

“Oh yeah, haha. Sorry for dropping such a bomb out of nowhere, it’s been a weird couple of days, I’d be lying if I said I’m not a bit resentful to Harold, I love him but he can be a bit too stubborn, including his stupid bird that steals hats… Why did it do that? It’s not even shiny!”

“That’s normal, it is a corviknight after all. Historically they have always been in good relationships with magic users so they don’t take such offenses lightly.”

“Offense?”

“Yeah! The reason why I don’t wear a witch hat is because it’s an important sign of status in our society, if you receive one it means that you are a fully matured sorcerer, it’s not just a costume, it’s quite literally a manifestation of our power and wisdom in us hybrids.”

“Like an evolution?” 

“Yes, normally we don’t mind when children wear them as a costume, but when an apprentice does… you should be glad you are not part of a formal academy, you would have been expelled at best.”

“That sounds… dangerous… Sorry, I’m really sorry I really didn’t know, I mean the only witch I know is your mother and she wears it quite often.”

“Don’t worry, she is a mismagius and they have a natural gift for magic. It’s fine, if I have learned something about you today is that you get carried away way too easily and hard at the same time, you really need some self-control, I don’t know what would have happened if you had told Harold about this…”

“Oh he is fine, he knows. Do you remember the day we forced you to talk about your feelings for each other? I told him all about it that same night…”

“Then why are you trying to be so secretive about it?”

“Because it would be a problem if someone overheard it in this place, don’t you think? Better be safe…” - I had to agree with him on that, while I’m sure most of the staff are trustworthy, we are still new to this environment. - “Oh, but I won’t apologize for calling you boring by the way. I may need some self-control but you need to learn how to let loose more, you can’t live without change! Life isn’t that simple, right? There are many things we can’t control, like your current weight situation.”

“Wow you really went for my throat, didn't you?”

“I can do it better. You are a spoiled brat, you have everything and yet you decide to stay in mediocrity, even when your mother quite literally pushed you out of your house to have more experiences in the outside world you haven’t gone out of the guild building for anything else than trying to find food to get back on shape, don’t you? Do yourself a favor and get out of your comfort zone for once!”

“But-”

“No buts! We are going to make you get that witch hat!”

“Wait, what?”

“You said that only mature witches get one, right? Then I think having an apprentice will help you with that!” - He declared proudly - “And who knows, maybe you will find a way to get your body back in shape.”

“That’s what I like to hear!” - Said Petrov from outside the room, opening both doors and having to kneel down a little to get inside the room.

“Woah Petrov you really have become huge!” - Reacted Guester by seeing his old friend for the first time in a couple of days- “Wait, didn’t you had a barrier?” - He asked, looking at me.

“Yeah… and it was strong enough to resist a hyper beam… did I become rusty?”

“Oh babe don’t worry about it, it wouldn’t be the first thing I break without realizing in the last couple of days after all…” - Said Petrov scratching his head - “And well, your mother did say you need to work more on your magic… Now that I think about it, weren't you supposed to study plant magic? what are you doing inside a dark room?”

“He is right! We need to be in contact with nature!” - Replied Guester, quickly grabbing me by the hips and hanging my slim body to his left shoulder - “I will have to borrow one of your boyfriends for a couple of days Petrov, I promise I will take good care of him!”

“I know you will, and if you get into trouble don’t hesitate to call me, ok?”

“Of course!” - Replied my captor, happily running away from the building and into the wild area, he didn’t let go of me until it was very late and he realized we forgot to bring any camping equipment, thankfully I knew how to improvise with magic.

I wonder how far this adventure will take me, but at least now that I’m closer to Guester I can be more positive about it, and who knows? Maybe he is right and I will find a way to cure me.

#guester the gourgeist #Crescente the gourgeist #oc story #petrov the pumpkaboo

[doloniaxdiegesis]

s1lxcs

//more like chaos shoving the verse in your face lol & the boi clive-

liroyalty

The power scaling of primals/eikons from 14 to 16 feels like a brick in the face too like jfc

Ngl this makes me hella exited to explore this verse more and i am so mad about it because i'm already dealing with brain rot -

#･｡ * ｡ ☆ * :: (( ooc. )) #GUESTERS TO MY LIST #FUCK THIS SHIT #LET ME OUUUUT -

[cranberryjuice-posts]

Busy being yours to fall for somone new

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GO READ PART ONE NOW‼️‼️‼️‼️

P t 1 here

Pairings - Abby Anderson x fem! Veterinarian reader

AN: I lowkey this reminds me some of Evelyn Hugo’s apology to ciela lmao 😭 (it’s not plagiarized just inspired)

Synopsis- abby can’t live without you (that’s some downbad lesbians shit)

“I don’t have sex with friends”

That’s all that ran through Abby’s mind for the next 4 months.. winter was starting to come to an end, Abby would be lying if she didn’t say she struggled some— that is trying to get over you. The cold bed, the empty apartment when manny was gone, the avoidment in your voice when she talked to you.. everything that she missed loved and more about you, that’s what she struggled to get over.

——

There were the times when you just ignored her -

Abby had walked towards the animal kennels with Alice in tow. The happy dog ran ahead of her and jumped onto your back as you were closing the pasture gates.

You smiled and bent down. “Hey sweetie” you spoke in a baby voice while scratching behind the dogs ear. Abby smiled down at you, she wanted to say something but was to worried about ruining things.

She watched as you stood up and pointed at the clipboard before turning and leaving calling Alice to follow you. Abby rubbed her eyes and sighed, she knew she fucked up but shit did you really have to act like she didn’t even exist.

——

Then the time she was caught by her friends-

“Right and I was thinking what if we watched legally blonde” Nora smiled and held up the CD. The group was currently inside Abby and mannys apartment having yet again another movie night. Yeah Nora and Owen were arguing over which movie but once again abby didn’t care. Hell she didn’t even realize when the group went quiet.

“Abs..” Nora spoke and put a hand on her knee.

“Huh?” She snapped back into the conversation.

“Legally blonde or The hot chick” Nora raised an eyebrow guestering her head towards the tv.

Manny shook his head and leaned into the conversation. “She upset over her breakup” a shared look of confused passed over the group.

“The hell Are You Talking About” Owen asked.

“Manny there is no break up—“ she started but was ultimately innerupted.

“We all could tell Abby” Mel looked over. “What ever was between you and Y/n sure as hell wasnt platonic I mean every-time we saw you two it was like we caught you two about to devour one another” Nora agreed along side manny but Owen remained confused and fustrated as he didn’t understand what they were talking about.

“Also it’s pretty weird that you and her haven’t actually hung out together along like before and rarely in together in the group since you laughed at Mona saying you two were together”

Abby groaned and covered her face with her hand. “Was it that obvious”

Mel shook her head. “Not really, I mean we noticed because were your friends but everyone else wouldn’t of suspected”

She remained quiet and sighed before dragging her hand down her face, her eyes becoming glassy something not common for the solider.

“Let’s Just Watch whatever dumbass movie Owen chose” she wiped her eyes and put her guard up once again.

——

Then lastly.. the time she dreamed about you-

Abby laid in her bed silently dreaming, the only noise being the grinding of her teeth. In her dream you were sitting in her waist.

“Abs what are you doing” you smiled as Abby started to let her hands go under your shirt and press against your stomach.

“Nothin~” she cooed and continued to tease you. Abby looked up at you with that same look she always gave that you knew you couldn’t resist.

“Stop looking at me like that” you laughed, you wore one of Abby’s shirts that while tight on her large on you. You playfully grabbed her chin and tilted your head.

“I have no idea what your talking about” Abby teased and let her hands wander before resting them on your hips. You leaned forward as if to kiss her but the kiss never met before Abby woke up in a cold sweat.

She felt some tears run down her face when she laid back and closed her eyes in defeat. Abby opened her eyes and looked up at the cieling. She reached over and touched the spot on the small mattress you had claimed as your own trying to find some sort of comfort but it was hopeless.

She knew she had no other choice than to go running back to you.

—

At the same time you laid in your empty bed you were messing with a dog tag necklace Abby had given you, the tag had her solider ID in the WLF engraved onto it. You chuckled remembering the time you had tried to give it back but Abby made you keep it since she had another.. you closed your eyes wanting to forget while trying so hard to not cry. You were the one who broke each-other up so Why the hell were you so hurt.

You knew you weren’t over her, I mean you were wearing her shirt as a nightgown still. Deep in thought, it was soon innerupted with a hard nock at your door. You raised an eyebrow at who would be here at 2am.

The door opened and you saw Abby standing in all her glory. Hair down, sweatpants and her sports bra with her muscles on full display.. a combo that use to and still does make you go weak.

“What” You yawned trying to act un-phased seeing her.

“Please can we talk—“

“Go back to your place Abigail” You stopped her and gave her a dirty look. You tried to shut your door but once again abby stopped you, you swore you hated and loved how strong she was. She walked in the apartment and closed the door.

Abby grabbed your arms and got down on her knees. Your eyes widened and you looked around embarrassed. “I. Love. You.” She sternly spoke. “Please.. let me love you right this time like I know I can” she begged and pressed your hands to her forehead. You were quiet. “I don’t care what anyone else has to say.. I don’t give a shit if the entire WLF hates me just as long as you are with me”

“You Need to go Abby I’m serious” you tried to pull your hands away. But Abby persisted she looked up.

“I know I know but please—“

“It’s late.. I’m tired.. it’s 2am and I really don’t wanna deal with your bullshit”

You turned your face away trying to show some kind of strength, You pulled your hands away and stepped back looking down waiting for Abby to leave.

She didn’t leave however.. Abby stood up and walked to you cupping your face, she rested her head against yours and after some silence she spoke. “I will never stop loving you..” that was all she said before leaving the apartment.

A week passed-

You found yourself hanging out at a watering hole in a QZ near by. Some soliders had decided to have a bond-fire, you of-course managed to be dragged by your friends.

You had your hair pulled back and you wore a simple black bikini. You knew you were hot and you also knew there were a few men’s eyes on you.

You had also seen Abby slightly, her gaze transfixed onto you. Part of you wanted to go up to her but the other part told you not to, starting shit up with her would only end up in you hurt again.

—

You walked out the water with Leah following you. You laughed with the girl enjoying spending time with your friend when you felt a harsh smack on your ass.

“Hey there cutie” John a cocky solider stood behind you grinning sadisticly. You cringed at seeing him.

“What the fuck dude” Leah scoffed and tried to move you towards her but John grabbed your arm and pulled you into him.

“John let me go” you complained trying to push him away.

“Nah sweetheart I’m happy with you right here” he grinned and leaned his head down. You tilted your head back still uncomfortable.

“We got a problem” Abby stood at The shore with her strong arms crossed. You admired her simple yet attractive outfit of a black wife beater and dark green cargo pants.

“Nah Anderson we’re just fine you can go” John spoke defensively, still holding onto you right. A few people started to crowd around wondering what would happen.

“Oh yeah?” Abby spoke sarcastically walking more towards the water til she was closer to John and you. “Cause it fucking seems your forcing my girlfriend to feel your hard on”

John rolled his eyes. “You’ve gotta be kidding” he grinned but his smile fell and his grip on you tightened. “Are you talking about that dumbass rumor Mona said some months back about you two fucking around- that was true” he scoffed.. You pushed him away and stumbled back into Abby.

She protectively wrapped an arm around your waist. “Yeah is that an issue” she started her stance getting more aggravated.

“I mean shit Abby.. i knew you looked like a fag but never expected you to actually be one” he scoffed with a sarcastic smile. “Besides we both know all Y/n needs is a man.. and I mean a real man not sone woman who thinks she tough just because she’s got some muscles”

“Really? Why don’t you come over here then and i can show you how much of a man I really am” Abby’s stance got more defensive all while her tone remained eerily calm. Some guys grabbed john and yelled at him pulling him away from Abby, they were stupid but not stupid enough to not know that someone would get hurt and it certainly wouldn’t be the woman they described as an ox.

Once they and the crowd that started to build left Abby grabbed your face- her entire demeanor changed. “Are You ok.. what else did he do did he—“

“No no” you shook your head and started to softly breath once again. You gently placed your hands ontop of hers which still had your face in her grasp and looked up at her. “Girlfriend?” You asked with a confused chuckle. “I thought.. I thought you didn’t want anyone else to know about you being…”

Abby blushed and nodded. “Y/n i told you i don’t care what anyone else thinks anymore, I want to love you proudly and openly.. I wasn’t lying that night i showed up to your place, I would give up everything for you” you pondered for a moment still deciding what to do before grabbing her face and kissing her softly yet passionately pouring all your emotion into it.

“I actually hate you” you chuckled and smiled at her gently while she grabbed your hips.

“Yeah I know” she grinned and kissed your forehead with a sigh of relief, You two were gonna be ok.. and you knew that, deep down you always knew that

Hope you enjoyed thank you for all the love on pt 1 😭💗💗💗💗

@4rt3m1ss @redwlf843 @macaroni676 @azxulaa

#Spotify #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson #abby tlou #abby the last of us #the last of us fanfiction #the last of us #tlou fanfiction #tlou #lesbian #wlw #fantiction

[babyxbluexmoon]

☁︎ their little flower ☁︎

Yandere! Lo'ak! x Human! Stockholm Syndrome! Fem! Reader! x Yandere! Neyetem!

Warnings: Manipulation. Held captive. Brainwash. Care givers. Short. Not proof read.

synopsis : 'your our baby, we have to protect you. Out there is evil, filth, and horrible na'vi. You need us, my love.. our flower..'

"No, she needs to eat that first, not that." Neteyam explained to Lo'ak who hummed in reply. They entered their shaved cave like home that the Sully brothers did up specially for a special someone. They had just snuck some 'human food' from the labs and now were coming home to delivour and stay. "Flower, we're home!" Lo'ak called out, bit hearing no one they looked at eachother with concerned gazes.

The brothers put the food down and began frantically searching for their baby, until finally their eyes laid apon her. She stood just outside the back door of the cage, her hair tied back as reached up, collecting fruit from a tree growing in the back. "Syulang(flower)!" Neteyam sighed in relife and they both ran over, making the timy human squeak in reply as the boys leaned down and basically crush her between them, engulphing her in a hug. "Why are you out of the cave..?" Lo'ak asked her with a slightly irritated tone.

"I-In the book you got me from the la-labs.. said fruit is just right to p-pick around th-this time.. I thought maybe I could make us something.." she said softly, her small five fingered hand guestering to the basket full of fruit, and Neteyam couldn't help but smile. Their baby was adorable. "Well thank you, my love. That was very thoughtful." He said, then Lo'ak spoke, "However." He started and cupped her cheek to make her look up at him.

"You do not set foot out of that cave without me, or Neteyam. Understand?" He asked and Y/n nodded, "alright.. I'm sorry. But may I still use the fruit?" She asked and they nodded, "Of course, Tiny." With that the boys lead her inside with her basket, both feeling rage but didn't want to take it out on their sweet little secret. However, part of them knew that she would never leave... they knew her mind was clouded by lies and torment.  Their lies and torment.

As the males put away the food, Y/n felt her oxygen leaving her lungs, like they did every six hours. Neteyam and Lo'ak tricked the scientists to create a substance for humans to breath na'vi air for a certain amount of time, and kept getting new suplis of it every week. "Air.." she said, panting heavily as she leanton the cave wall. Neteyam rushed over, taking her jaw to make her look up, then forced her to drink the right amount.

She struggled for a moment in his arms, then finally she gasped, leaning into him and he rubbed her back. "It's ok, my dear.. I got you.. I got you.." he reassured as Lo'ak came over with a wood made cup of water. She gratefully took it in her small hands and lifted it to her lips, slowly drinking it. Their eyes alone basically devoured her, and she was so oblivious to it.

"Hey baby.. would you ever run away.. from us..?" Lo'ak asked her, kneeling down and cupping her cheek, treating her like he was asking a child is they took the last cookie. "Hm? N-no.. I belong here.." she said, and Neteyam came behind her, tilting her head up to look at him. "Good girl.. you are our precious.. right?" He asked as Lo'ak leaned forward, planting a kiss on her chest.

"Ye-yes of course.." she reassured him, her mind to boggled, too lost, to gone to realise their sweet, caring words were just extra bits of manipulation ti make her mind fall deeper and deeper into a illusion of lies. "Good.. because you are ours. Ours forever.." Lo'ak finished, biting down on her throat, making the girl gasp which was soon muffled by Neteyams lips on hers. "Our flower..".

#love story #atwow #avatar twow #avatar #avatar way of water #fanfiction #yandere neteyam #male yandere #yandere #yandere lo'ak #yandere na'vi #na'vi #na'vi x y/n #na'vi x reader #stockholm #stockholm syndrome #twisted love

[kookiesnerotica]

Harley quinn And Joker Syndrome.

Chapter 1 - It's all in the Chemistry.

Series Materlist

Series taglist: @kaydsr3venge

Chapter WARNINGS: Fingering, dirty talk, Underage drug use, Intoxication, foul langauge.

E N J O Y

You were sat at the bar of the country club, sarah sat next to you, sipping her fruity mocktail, and blabbering on about something you couldn't quite recall, truth be told you weren't paying any attention to her, you were off in your head. "Hello!" She brings you back to reality with the waving of her hand in front of your face. "Dude are you even listening?" She says, visibly annoyed. "No..I am. I'm Listening" You lied. She pauses for a moment looking at you, before she signs. "This is about ryan, isn't it?". Just by the replying look on your face, she knew that it was. Ryan was your boyfriend...now ex, He was the captin of the football team, he was your vice president, he was the love of your life, or atleast that's what you thought before walking in on him and Leah benson in his bedroom.

"Sweetie, you have to move on. Ryan's like an idiot, leah's a slut, and your hot." she says, you know she's trying to cheer you out, but it wasn't working.

"Besides there is plenty of fish in the sea." She shrugs, guestering to the busy country club, " You are kidding right?" You chuckled, causing the blonde girl to giggle. "No i am serious, the worlds like your fucking oyster." You looked around the country club then back to your best friend. "Everyone here is either a ugly, or old enough to father my older brother!" You reported, she also takes a look around. "Right!" she says in a hushed tone. She ponders for a moment. The next moment, topper is walking up to you guys, "Hey babe!" he says wraping his arms around the seated girl, embracing her into a side hug, and planting kisses on her forehead. "Hi" she smiles.

"Y/n, how are you." he finally notices you. "Fine." you half smiled. Watching sarah and topper was like pouring salt on a fresh wound, memories of you and ryan flash rapidly across your mind. "What are your plans for today?" He asked his girlfriend. "Eat a tub of ice cream while watching netflix with y/n" she replies. "Sounds awesome, however if you ladies wanna swing by my house, i am having a little get together."

"So....a party?" Sarah corrects. "Same thing."

Sarah looks at you waiting for you to answer. "We'll be there!" She answers, you shoot her a questioning look, to which she smiles and winks. "Anways, i am gonna go finish setting up." Topper says, pecking his girlfriend on the lips, "Bye baby!" she says.

"See you y/n" he waves off.

"Hell no! i am not going to a party." You it clear. "Why not?" she scoffs. "Cause...keluce is going to be there." You make up a lame excuse, your older brother had nothing to do with why you didn't want to attend tonight's party. "Lame excuse. Try again!" she shuts you down.

"You are so going to the party!" she chuckles.

9pm:

You were on the coach, a tub of ice cream on your lap, 'Too Hot To Handle' playing on your tv, you were enjoying. Sarah had been calling you non stop, to which you resorted to swtiching your phone to silent. Suddenly the door bell rang, you ignored it, but then it rung again, followed by a banging on the door, "Y/n i know you are in there!" You heard sarah's voice on the other side of the door. You scoffed, getting up and heading to the door.

"Ew, you look gross." she says barging in. "Thanks, love you too." you said closing the door behind you. "Alright, hit the showers, while i pick out something from your closet." she sasses, her hands placed on her hips. "Sarah i already said i am not going." you said meekly. "Oh no! no. no." she scoffs. "Lemme me tell you something babes, ryan isn't becoming a coach potato, and drowning his sorrows over a tub of ice cream, he is living it up!" she pulls out her phone, to show you his instagram feed, which showcased him partying, clubbing, and having fun.

Seeing this made you furious, furious enough to say. "Fuck it! Let me take a shower!".

"Yay! Babes i am so proud of you!" She squeeled.

10pm.

It took an hour, but you were dressed, you looked in the mirror and you couldn't help but admire yourself. Sarah had picked out a short, red flowy sun dress, which suited you, it hung loose and short on your body. "You look hot!" she complimented you, the smile on her face so huge and childlike. "Let's go." You smiled at her.

10:30pm

You arrived at The Thorton mansion, crowds of teenage kooks swarmed the place, the music vibrated through you as you entered. Almost immediatley topper spoted you, he grabed two signiture solo cups and head staright towards you and sarah. He handed both of you a cup, As soon as you held the cup up to your face, the stench of alchol hit your nose, catching you off guard. You watched as your bestfriend chugged the liquid in her cup. "Y/n, i am gonna steal sarah for a moment." You'd been around sarah and topper to know what that meant. "Honey, will you be fine on your own?" She says with a look of concern. "Yeah..no you can go, i'll be fine." You nod. "Okay, have fun." she kisses your cheek, before grabbing her boyfriends hand, together they disapered into the crowd. You, and your solo cup walked around the house, looking at the many faces, some you knew, some you were just seeing for the first time.

You adventuring around the thorton house, led you upstairs, which seemed quiter, than downstairs. You found a quite room, and without thinking much, you opened the door. "What the fuck!" Called out a familar voice, which came from a familar boy. Rafe.

"Y/n?" He calls, as you tried to walk away. "Come in." he clears his throat. You debated on wheather you should go in or not, but in the end you decided to go in. Upon entry you noticed not only the people that were seated on the coach but heavy smell of weed, white powder arranged in neat little lines on the clear coffee table in front of the older cameron. "Have a seat!" he said, The only seat left was one directly opposite rafe, and next to some lightskin guy with dreads, whoose eyes wondered onto yours. You took the seat. "Guy's this is y/n lawerence, Keluces younger sister." Rafe introduces you.

"Hi i am lauren." The cute red head sat next to rafe says. "Nate." a raven haired boy sat next to lauren says. "Christina." A blonde haired girl introduces. Finally the guy sat next to you "What's up, I'm jack."

"We were playing truth or drink before you interputed us." Rafe says, as he exhaled smoke from his mouth. "Since its nate's turn, why doesn't he ask y/n." Christina suggests. "Alright!" Nate sighs. "So y/n, have you ever shoplifted?"

"Nope." You answered as you fiddled with your hands on your lap. "What the fuck are these lame ass questions?" Lauren laughs, It was at this point that you noticed Rafe's icey blue eyes were staring at you, his eyes scanned you. As soon as you realized this, you turned away, looking anywhere but in his direction. "Here" Jack passes you a lit joint. "Oh i don't smoke.", immdiately earning a laugh from everyone in the room, excluding rafe, who only chuckled. "Do it pussy!"Lauren says, you felt the pressure of people, how heavy their eyes felt. "It'll make you feel good!" Rafe says in a low, but alluring tone, you looked up to meet his eyes. You accpected the joint, placing it inbetween your lips, while not breaking eye contact with rafe, you exhale, feeling the hot smoke rush into your chest, you exhaled, feeling the smoke slightly burn the back of your throat. "One more hit!" Christina says amused. So you did the process again, Rafe's eyes still fixated into yours. This time when you exhaled, you felt your brain get fuzzy, the sound of the music downstairs seemed like the only sound in the world, warmth and comfort surrounded your body, your eyes felt heavy, you felt fucking euphoric, you passed the joint back to jack. "Good girl." Rafe says smiling at you, his eyes still burning into you.

Several rounds of Truth of drink were played, you continued to smoke, getting higher as the night passes. "We should play Seven Mintues in heaven!" Lauren called out, you could tell there was something between her and rafe, as his hands were wrapped around her waist, and they got touchy with each other as time passes. Everyone agreed, at some point your slurred you agreement." "Y/n should spin first!" Rafe says, smurking when your eyes meet, you spun the empty 'jack daniels' bottle, and it landed in between lauren and rafe. Lauren's facial expressions seemed to change when Jack shouts "Rafe!" and the rest of the group agrees that it landed on rafe. You felt your heart beat increasing.

You watched as Rafe got up, coming over to you. You crained your neck up just to contact his eyes. "Shall we?" he hold out his hand, you hesitate, but give in. You felt unsteady as soon as you stood up, rafe's hand rushing to your waist, to keep you balanced. "Thanks." You cleared your throat. Rafe led you to a seprate room. You sat down on the edge of the bed, whilst the dirty blonde boy sat next to you.

"We don't have to anything you don't want." he sniffled wiping his thumb across his nose. "Okay." You squeeked out, your throat feeling dryer than the saharah. You sat in complete silence feeling your high. "Lemme ask you something?" He licks his lips, "Sure."

"Out of all the parties thrown, why'd you attened today?"

"I am turning over a new leaf, learning how to live again." Words seemed to just flow out of you, it wasn't what you wanted to say, but it was the truth. "I understand, You've been just existing, not living." Rafe added, it's like he stole the words from your mouth. "Yeah, exactly like that." You smiled. You watched as rafe pulled out a small baggie of white powder, which you concluded to be coke, from his pocket. He scooped some out with his key, held it up to his nose, and snorted. He looked staright into you, "Want some?"

"I've never done coke before." you admit, your tone and the fact that you seemed inexperinced, sounded so lame to you. You took the bag and key from rafe, scooping some white powder onto the edge of your key, bringing it up to your nose, and without thinking you snorted it. It burned upon its first contact with you nose, but as it went further down your anatomy, the burning stopped, replaced by a slight bitter taste at the back of your throat. But all that aside, as you felt a wave of what could only be defined as beautiful energy. You felt powerful, devine, euhophric, like you hand the world on your plam. "Woah!" You whisphered out. For the first time in your whole life, you felt it. You felt alive. You felt fuzzy, and blurry, like the whole room was swaying at a constant beat, you looked at rafe. Who seemed so handsome, his sharp jawline, his blue eyes darkened by his sins, the way a peice of hair fell onto his forhead. "Are you okay?"

"I feel good." You noted, "Yeah?"

"Mmmhmm." You noded. You hadn't noticed that there was no space left between you and rafe, you felt his hand touching your thigh, pushing your dresser higher up. His touch ignited your body, several butterflies swarming not just your stomach, but the entire surface of your body. He used his other hand to cup your cheek, leaning in closer to you, forheads touching, eyes interlocked into each other. "Let me make you feel alive." He whispered against you, you noded.

You felt rafe's soft lips, smash onto yours. Tounges playing against one and other, His salivia introducing the taste of beer, weed, and mint into your mouth. His hands going further up your updress. You moaned into his mouth as you felt his fingers ghost over your clit. "Fuck! You are wet. All this for me.' He breathed out. The kiss went from your lips, to your jaw, down to your neck. "Open you legs for me." He whispered into your neck. You did as he asked, granting him more access to the wet mess, that was in between your legs.

you felt as he moved your panties to the side, his fingers warm, as they play with your clit, a moan fell from your lips. Rafe's finger slowly make their way into your entrance, you felt your pussy stretch around his hands, gasping as they entered. "Look at me baby!" He demanded, you opened your eyes, to meet rafe's lustful blue eyes. "Don't take your eyes off me."

"Fuck!" You moaned as you felt his fingers pumping at a slow and steady pace. "Mhmmm, you like that.?" "Mhmmhmm."You moan as you feel you core tighten, you felt your hips lifting and lighlty thrusting into rafe's fingers, which provided more pleasure. "Rafe." You called out, biting into your lip, your eyes still locked into his.

Suddenly the door burst open, lauren stood on the other side of the door. "What the fuck!" she shrieks. "Get the fuck out!" Rafe screamed, breaking eye contact with you.

Lauren's interpution brought you back down to reality. What the fuck were you doing, getting fingered by Rafe fucking cameron. Your best friend's older brother, Your brother's best friend, unagruably the worst guy on the whole damn island, he was bad, you knew that. You had got caught up, you were acting unlike you. You push his hands out from under your dress, "What are you doing?" he asks.

"I have to go." you clear your throat, rushing out of the room and past lauren who was still stood there. You needed air, you felt like you couldn't breathe, the air in the house was too stuffy, you couldn't think clearly. You had to get out.

The cool outerbanks air hit your face as soon as you managed to get outside, your thoughts raced, your head spinning, you felt dizzy, sick to your stomach. Waves of nausea suddenly crashed over you, you hunched over, vomiting everything onto the grass, the acidic taste of bile fill your mouth. You felt disgusting.

"Y/n?" You heard your brother's voice, you felt over sitmulated in the momen. "Keluce, I'm sorry." You slurred, you swayed at the lack of balance you had, you felt your brother hold you up. "Are you high?". You felt so digusting, like the most terrible person on the planet. "I'm sorry." you hugged him, tears spilling out of your eyes. "Okay y/n, please tell me what's going on." You opened your eyes to see rafe standing by the door way, he smirked looking at you. You brust into a sob as you watched rafe cameron lick his two fingers that had perviously just been inside you, a sick, twisted smirk painted on his face as he watched you. He winked at you before going back inside the party house. "Take me home." You sniffled on your older brothers shoulder.

"Get some sleep, y/n." Keluce says as he tucks you. "Good night." you walked out, he shot you a warm, caring smile, and turned off the light, closin the door as he left. As soon as the complete lonesome darkness sit in, you began to cry, hot tears streamed down your face as you come to the hard realization.

You didn't feel digusting because it was rafe cameron, you felt disgusted because you liked it, further more, that you liked Rafe.

Chapter 2.

Rikki

#dark rafe cameron #dark smut #smut #outer banks #fanfic #rafe obx #jack harlow concepts #rafe cameron imagine #outerbanks rafe #rafe cameron #rafe smut #rafe x reader #rafe outer banks #rafe cameron x female reader #rafe cameron fluff #rafe x you #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron x you #rafe cameron fanfiction #drew starkey x female reader #jj obx #drew starkey #drew starkey x y/n #drew starkey smut #harleyquinnandjokersyndrome

[din-miller]

Grogu's Stuffed Frog

Pairing: Din Djarin x gn!reader

Word count: 600+

Summary: You buy Grogu a stuffed frog while on a trip to the marketplace on Nevarro.

Warnings: fluff, reader and Din are the best parents in the Galaxy, His first name is Din, married couple, gender neutral reader, based on a post I saw on tumblr.

"What is that?"

You jumped, arms quick to hide behind your back and you gave your husband a shy smile, "What is what?"

"Mesh'la, tell me that you didn't buy the kid another toy."

"I didn't buy him another toy," You said, which is true, it technically isn't a toy, "It's a stuffed frog!"

"That it is," Din grabbed it from you and flipped it over a few times, "It's heavy."

"It's weighted. The seller said it's good for helping children feel safe. Something about the weight comforting them or something," You explained with a small shrug, "Figured it couldn't hurt to try it out." 

The tip of Din's gloved fingers ran across the soft green fabric, "You have to stop spoiling him. We're going to have to buy a bigger house if you keep coming back with new toys."

"You say that now but you haven't felt how soft it is," You don't even have to reach down for his hand, he's already holding it out for you. You removed his glove and placed a small kiss on his palm, "It's softer than my skin."

"Not possible," Mando declared and stroked one of the frog's legs, "Grogu's in his hammock, he's been waiting patiently for you to come back, almost like he knows he'll be getting a new toy." 

"Yeah, yeah," You smiled, taking back the small stuffed animal and heading to where Grogu is no doubt waiting for you, "He's going to love this!"

"And cyar’ika," Din called and you turned to him, "I was right."

"About what?"

"Your skin is softer."

You tilted your head down towards your chest, trying to hide the blush that spreads across your skin. It's no use, Din is well aware of the effect his words have on you. 

You entered the living room, you had hung up Grogu's hammock here when you first moved into the house. Din was right, the child sat all wide eyed and excited. Upon seeing you he let out a happy coo, which became even louder when his eyes fell upon the small frog in your hand. 

"Hey Bean, have you been good for your dad while I was gone?" You asked picking him up out of his hammock. Grogu curled into the warmth of your body, his tiny hands reaching for the frog. You chuckled and handed it to him.

Behind you Din leaned against the doorway, leg crossed over the other one. His helmet is finally off. Nowadays he only wears it when he's going out or when you've left the house alone. The seconds it takes to put on could cost you your life if you suddenly find yourself in danger. It's a tad dramatic but you expect nothing less from him.

"He likes it." Din guestered to the child who's currently trying to eat the frog's nose.

"You can't eat it you little swamp rat," You scrunched up your nose, trying to dislodge the plastic nose from Grogu's mouth. It took a second but you finally got it free, "Tell your buir that I was right to buy it and that you're not spoiled." 

Din pushed off the door frame and pulled you against his chest, "He's definitely spoiled, but what can you expect from a boy who has the best buir this side of the galaxy." 

"Damn right he does," You leaned back into your husband's embrace, "Maybe one day we can get another frog."

Din nudged the back of your ear with his nose, chuckling when you tried to squirm away, "He doesn't need anymore stuffed animals."

"I don't mean for Grogu." Your voice dropped down to a soft whisper.

Behind you there's a sharp intake of air, Din's fingertips momentarily digging into the flesh of your hips before he's swinging you around to face him, "Cyar’ika, are you saying..."

"I want to raise warriors."

"We're going to raise the strongest warriors; a whole army," Din pulled you in for a kiss, "Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum."

"Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum sa pirusti."

Translation:

"Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum." - I love you

"Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum sa pirusti." - I love you as well

#im not happy with how this turned out but i needed a distraction and i saw a post about how grogu needs a stuffed frog in S4 #the mandalorian #din djarin x reader #din djarin x gender neutral reader #the mandalorian x reader #married couple | the mandalorian #fluff #justice joy writes #*based off of a tumblr post #sir grogu #din djarin #married couple

[yourlocalgayfrogboy]

Imagine 19-year-old Hawks trying to set up his 33-year-old milf of a mother with Endeavor.

Requested: No

Pairing: Enji Todoroki x reader Hawks x mother!reader

Word count: 666

Part: 1/?

"C'mon Endeavor I meant it's been awhile since you've been out on an actual date. Plus she's hot all the men and women fall for her. Except me because granted it'd be weird if I did. But that's besides the point. I told her I'd bring you around and she's even going out of her way and making enough food for you."

Hawks a 19-year-old pro hero currently climbing the ranks faster than mankind.

"Do you even know what 'no' means Hawks?"

Endeavor a 41-year-old pro hero currently ranking number 2 for the last 20 years.

"I know what it means, but I just happen to be very pressitant. Anyways, will you please come? I don't want to seem like I'm a liar to her. I've put that woman through enough trouble as is." Quirking his eyebrow.

'Damn bird' "Fine. I will meet this woman you just can't seem to stop talking about." He broke the mans rough exterior just to see him happy more like his mother happy.

****

Y/N POV

My son told me that he invited someone over for me to meet. Of course I'm skeptical but seeing his smile made me remember what this lavish life was all for. I had made a big dinner for this special guest that Keigo never seems to never stop talking about. I shook my head with smile while setting everything up. I'd tapped back in my American roots and made some of his favorites along with the mysterious mans favorite foods. One thing you learned from being a teen mom was knowing how to cook and how to work your butt off. I looked up towards the clock and saw that it was almost time that my idiot son would be coming home. "Guess I'd better get dressed appropriate clothing so I don't look like some simple housewife." I said to no one. I went to my bedroom which also happens to be the master. Stretching my back I went towards my closet choosing to dress less 'mom' like and more of a young person. "I guess maybe that flowy summer dress will be good. Maybe I'll also put my hair up in a simple ponytail." After dressing I heard the door open and I heard my son's voice along with a rough males.

"I'm home and I brought the guy I was talking about." Keigo yelled out. Walking out bringing the laundry basket from his room out. I can never stopping being 'Mom' I've been stuck in that position for the last 19 years. "Really...ugh do you have to do my laundry?" Such dread coming out of his voice. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Well?" He looked between me and the guy for a few times and sped off. Anger quickly engulfed my figure, "Keigo Jackson Ross Takami! Get your ass back out here and so I swear to god don't give me attitude like your 13 again. I put you in this world I can easily take you out!" The teen dejectedly came back looking at me with his puppy dog eyes. "Show our guest some respect." I narrowed my eyes on him.

"But Mo-"

"Absolutely not." Lifting my brow at him.

He guestered towards the man, "Endeavor this my mom Y/N. Mom this is Endeavor other wise known as Enji Todoroki." The man stepped to me and shook my hand.

"Your his mom?" I nodded "Hats off to you for I'm guessing being a teen mom and raising whatever that is." Looking at what he pointed towards which was my son dancing with a broom.

"I tend to not question his ways and just simply go with it. Anyways I apologize for him. He's had it rough ever since he found at who his dad was and what that putrid excuse of man he is and what he did to me at the young age of 14. He found out 3 months ago and has been well doing that."

#endeavor x reader #frogwrites #fanfiction #enji todoroki x reader #enji x reader #x reader #hawks x reader

[book-place]

Possession

Warnings: demon possession, slight cursing, mentions of seizures and hallucinations, smoking, let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Batfamily x batsis!reader, John Constantine x reader platonic

Request: Can I pls request another batfamily x batsis! reader? So I was thinking that maybe they see a demon is the manor but nobody believes her bc they can't see it. But one day she gets possessed in her sleep during movie night and everyone thinks she's having a seizure until she starts floating up in the air and chanting random stuff. You don't have to write this if it makes you uncomfortable. Have a good day/night♡!!

Request by: Anon

*not my gif*

Summary: Nobody believed you when you told them there was a demon, but it wasn’t exactly a good thing that you were able to prove them wrong

A/N: Wrote this quickly :)

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

Sure, they had heard stranger things- seen stranger things- than what you were claiming to them, but they were still skeptical enough to not believe you.

For the past week, you had been insisting to your father and brothers that there was a demon in the manor. How it got there, you had no idea, but you were certain that it was there.

For some reason, none of them could feel its presence the way you could, and it made you uneasy. The entire thing was beginning to get to the point where you called up John Constantine to see if he could come over in the next few days to check it out.

Your family had pretty much summed up your outburst to being overly exhausted from the lack of sleep you were getting recently, just like how Tim would have hallucinations from time to time when he was tired enough.

All of you were settled down in the built-in theater room that you had in the manor for your weekly movie nights that Dick had insisted upon having.

Having the others surrounding you, even if they were on different couches and chairs, calmed you down a bit, knowing that none of them would ever let anything happen to you, even if they didn’t believe what you said about the demon.

About halfway through the film, you began to feel your eyelids grow heavier, and for the first time in a week, you allowed the blissful darkness of sleep to sweep you up into its welcoming embrace.

Tim glanced over at the soft sound of your even breathing, eyes softening slightly at the sight of your sleeping form. He nudged Jason beside him gently, who whipped around to glare at him and opened his mouth to snap, but faltered when his brother guestered towards you.

“Hey, old man,” Jason whispered, inclining his head towards you.

Bruce tore his eyes away from the screen and softened at the sight of you, “Let her sleep,” He whispered gently, gaining Damian’s attention, “We’ll carry her to bed later.”

They all hummed in agreement, turning back to the movie and allowing themselves to get engrossed into it once more.

All of a sudden, your breathing hitched and stuttered, causing Tim to glance at you once again in curiosity, before shooting out of his seat with widened eyes of horror.

Everyone's heads snapped over to him before they all stumbled out of their seats, too.

You were laying on your back, eyelids opened but actual eyes rolled back into your head and your body shook violently.

“What the- is she having a seizure?” Jason yelled out in a frenzied panic.

“I don’t know,” Bruce mumbled, rushing over so that he was kneeling in front of you, “Dick, get me a-“

The door slammed open suddenly, and in sauntered in none other than John Constantine, “Sorry I’m a little early, Pennyworth let me in-“ He stopped short in both words and steps as he scanned the scene in front of him, “What the bloody hell-“

“She’s having a seizure!” Dick called out, terrified.

“That’s no seizure,” The man mumbled mostly to himself, striding across the room so that he was standing over you, “That’s a bloody possession!”

Everyone’s eyes widened even further, if that was possible, and their hearts dropped to their toes. You had tried to warn them about the demon, but they hadn’t listened to you.

“What can we-“ Bruce didn’t even get through his sentence.

“Back up!” John barked, taking a step back and spreading out his arms, not even looking back to see if everyone had followed his directions, “Hang in there, love.” He mumbled just as you began floating towards the ceiling slightly without your violent shaking ceasing.

With that, he began chanting under his breath as his eyes rolled to the back of his head in a similar manner to yours. His palms that were face up began to glow orange, and an inhumane screech sounded from all directions in the room. The demon.

Your father and brothers all groaned, ducking their heads and squeezing their eyes shut as their hands flew up to cover their ears.

With one final shout from Constantine, all sounds from the demon ceased and you fell back gently against the cushions of the couch, all shaking stopping and your eyes fluttering closed.

“Will she…” Dick trailed off, hesitantly eyeing your limp body.

“She’ll be fine.” The British man confirmed.

In sync, everyone relaxed with a large sigh of relief and John pulled a cigarette from his coat pocket and lit it.

“Thank you,” Bruce breathed out, looking over at the man.

“Just lucky I was here, mate,” He told him before shooting him a look, “Next time, believe the girl when she tells you there’s a bloody demon haunting your house.”

The Superior Robin ❤️- @ineedmorefanfics2 @sambucky8 @spidyyparker @i-writes-things

#platonic #platonic imagine #x reader #teen reader #batfam x reader platonic #batsis!reader #batfamily x reader #batfamily x batsis #batfam x batsis #damain wayne x sister reader #damian wayne x reader platonic #dick grayson x reader platonic #dick grayson x sister reader #jason todd x reader platonic #jason todd x sister reader #tim drake x reader platonic #tim drake x sister reader #john constantine x reader platonic #john constantine x reader

[cinnamon-girl-writes]

Hello idk if u are writing tokyo revengers reactions so if u are. Can i request mitsuyas reaction to s/o who is managing her father's company? And if u dont write reactions just ignore this. Thank u so much love your work.

awww thank you 🤍 i decided to write this into a mini fic instead of just bullet points, hope that's okay!

heaven sent . . . mitsuya x reader

fluff, no spoilers, younger-ish mitsuya so he's a little more shy and reserved atp

by @cinnamon-girl-writes

mitsuya doubted he would make it to your place in time. the way the busy line at the flower shop was looking, he didn't think he'd make it out before they closed. he shook out his hands and ran a hand through his hair, anxious. the two of you had been friends for a long time and had just started dating a few weeks ago, so he couldn't mess things up now.

by some miracle, he was proven wrong, and made his way out of the flower shop with 15 minutes till the time he said he'd be there to pick you up from your apartment. he was taking you out to a festival tonight, and all that was on his mind (apart from his raging anxiety) was how beautiful his girlfriend was going to look in the lantern lights later that evening.

the tires of his bike rolled down the city street, then onto the quiet residential area where you lived. he parked at the end of the driveway, gathering the helmet he brought for you and the flowers. luckily, they weren't too windblown just yet.

he knocked twice on your family's door, stepping back to await your arrival. surprisingly, it was your father who opened the door. it made mitsuya shrink a little.

"oh, hello. welcome to our home," he said, guestering for him to come inside. as he entered, he took note of the choice of decor: several photos of you throughout your life lined the walls and the shelves. as he was admiring them, he heard a voice.

"takashi! there you are."

you were coming down the staircase, all dressed up in a flowy pink dress. mitsuya thought he had seen an angel on earth.

"you look gorgeous," he said, handing you the flowers.

you smiled at him. "i'm excited for tonight."

just then, your father came back into the room. "sorry to interrupt, but did you get that report finished? i need to turn it in to the partner company before you leave."

"oh, yeah. i'll go get that for you." you said, returning to your bedroom momentarily. you return with a stack of papers, handing them to your father. he thanked you, and then you were on your way.

as you got onto the bike, mitsuya offering you a hand, he looked at you quizically. "what was that 'report' about?"

you looked back at him. "oh, it's for my job."

mitsuya blinked quizically. "i didn't know you had a job, where do you work?"

you smiled, "sorry, i guess i didn't tell you about it. anyways, i work for my father's company. i control the finances."

mitsuya seemed a little stunned. "y/n, that's awesome! i can't believe they'd give a teenager such an important job."

you feigned offense. "wow, i see how it is. you think i'm stupid?!"

he shook his head furiously. "no! no, no, what i meant was . . . i think that's really cool. that you have such a big job. it makes you seem so mature."

you felt your cheeks warm. "well, thanks. i enjoy it a lot," you said. "and the pay doesn't hurt either."

mitsuya laughed. "yeah, i bet. i guess i have to step up my game a bit."

you shook your head, smiling. "no, not at all. you're perfect just the way you are."

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tokyo rev x you #tokyo rev x reader #tr x reader #mitsuya takashi #mitsuya x reader #tokyo revengers mitsuya #mitsuya x you

[thenixkat]

The symbiote I'm picturing using for a Dunmeshi crossover would be the 'Venom' symbiote in like, its original characterization and not... what it got flanderized into with the cartoon adaptions of that arc or the movies that... straight up gave the symbiote comic!Eddie's personality.

Like, goes quiet/doesn't communicate when stressed, desperately wants to have a good relationship with its host and eager to please. Initially trying to go under the radar and give its host what it thinks they want. Etc.

(Not that there isn't a place in my heart for face-monster turn stuff, but I don't vibe with what they did to my slime)

And I think it'd mesh well with Laios who also would deeply like some companionship and understanding. And while wairy of some parasitic space slime mold shaking up in his body would also be deeply fascinated by it and the possibility of actually communicating with a 'monster'. And to say nothing of the potential of a transformed state/visual representation of their relationship, ie their Venom/Carnage, and just...

symb: ...claws? Laios: Yes! symb: ...teeth? Laios: Yes! But oh, what kind? There's so much variety? symb: ... ... ... the orc tusks were nice Laios: Oh, yeah, I can see it. Maybe make them a little bigger? symb: Ok!

and also Laios: Eating monsters wont turn you into a monster everyone else: [guesters at all of him and the symbiote] Laios: This isn't from eating monsters, a weird slime from space crawled inside my body, that's why I look like this

#nix meows #dungeon meshi #symbiote au #crossover #laios touden #also the venom symbiote getting a big beefy blond partner but one that has significantly less issues #and not getting fucked up by a previous failed relationship that it would miss dearly even tho Peter wasn't good for it #like poor slime need to move on and heal

[reticent-writer]

Hii!! Since requests are open, may I request some dating Macaque or Sun Wukong headcanons?? Please and thank you!! :D

◡̈⋆ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(●’◡’●)ﾉ hope you like it

Fluff

Gender not mentioned

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Macaque

Arguments like everyday (mostly playful)

A lot of play fighting

Not into PDA but cuddles alot behind doors (once MK caught the both of you, macaque was so red)

He was never the bad guy in your eyes

You always stood by him

Today was a good day. Macaque didn't have to go anywhere, you didnt have to go anywhere.

So the both of you decided to stay in a cuddle. He was spooning you as watched a movie playing on your phone from over your shoulder. It was peaceful until MK came barreling in.

"Macaque I need help with- Never mind I'll just see myself out." He was quick to turn around but not quick enough. Macaque him.

Macaque basically threw him out.

That's how you met MK.

Sun Wukong

Annoying puns daily

Supper into PDA

He would make out with you in front of anyone and everyone

MK is like your child

Your not a fighter but when LBD possessed him you did everything you could to stop him

"My love how are you doing on this fine day." Wukong said as he approached you with open arms, MK not far behind.

You accepted the hug as he pressed kisses all over your face. The cute guester slowly got my intimate as he moved to your lips.

"Hey umm can you not please." MK said covering his face to hide from the sickeningly sweet display.

You chuckled as the boy shuffled past the two of you muttering a 'hello'.

Poor MK

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#male reader #female reader #gn reader #lmk x reader #lego monkie kid x reader #sun wukong x reader #monkie kid x reader #macaque x reader #reticent writes #reticent-writes

[bigtittydemonwife]

❝The Halloween party massacre❞

⤷ Summary: Toby takes a liking to you and decides he doesn't want you dead

a/n: originally this was meant to be a scenario with multiple pastas but I made Toby's so long I got into it and decided to make it a standalone thing

Tw: descriptions of violence and injuries

October 31st, 11:30pm

It was Halloween night and you were at a friend's house, she was holding a big party to celebrate her birthday. At first you thought it sounded really fun but now that you were here, blaring lights in your eyes, music pounding in your ears surrounded by a bunch of drunk people dancing you really felt like just going home and watching a scary movie while eating some candy.

You put your cup down and turned to look for the exit when someone caught your eye. A boy you hadn't seen before was leaning against the wall by the door, just looking at the people trying to ignore Chad talking to him. He looked obviously uncomfortable and cracking his neck more often than a normal person would, you decided why not.

You walked over to the guy, ignoring Chad you smiled at him.

"Hell of a party right? I like your costume!"

Chad laughed and put his arm around your shoulders making you cringe, he smelled like alcohol and b.o.

"Heyyyyyyy (y/n!!" He drawled, obviously too drunk to control his volume. "Look at him! He's like...twitching? Is he having a seizure?? OH NO DO I NEED TO CALL THE AMBULENCE? IM DYSLEXIC I CANT"

You covered your ears and sighed, stifling a laugh at his antics, "I'm sure he's fine Chad, now why don't you join Kat on the dance floor?" You guestered over to his girlfriend who was doing a drunken rendition of Rasputin.

As he left you turned back to the guy, "Are you okay? I don't wanna be rude but do you need anything?"

He looked at you, then shook his head, then his shoulders. You didn't want to be to loud but it was kinda hard to hear over the music

"I really like your costume!" You had no idea who he was supposed to be but he looked cool, plus his hatchets looked so real.

He smiled at you...you think. When he spoke his voice was muffled and raspy.

"Thanks, I like yours! I really like the Halloween movies"

"Nice, Have you seen the new one yet?"

He nodded, "Yeah, uh, I, I had mixed feelings"

"I know right? I liked it but it didn't really feel like a Halloween movie"

"movie" He echoed in the same tone, to which you nodded

"Yeah, like it was supposed to be Micheals last movie and homie was barely in it"

He nodded, before cracking his neck again and you decided just not to bring it up.

"Do you have a favourite scary movie?" You asked him

He hummed, "I like The Thing, I uh.....like aliens" he trailed off and you gasped in excitement

"Holy shit me too! Aliens are so interesting! And it would be dumb to think we're the only living things in the universe right?"

"Right!" He nodded, this time you were much more confident in your belief he was smiling.

"Oh sorry I didn't even introduce myself!" You realised you still didn't know his name, "I'm (y/n), it's nice to meetcha!"

He hiccupped, or maybe squeaked, "I'm Toby"

You smiled once more, and you opened your mouth to ask his number, when out of nowhere you heard a scream, and saw your friend Abby running up the stairs to her bedroom, tears running down her face.

"Oh shit" you cursed before turning to Toby "I'm so sorry I really need to go check on my friend, I'll catch up with you afterwards!" You didn't give him a chance to say anything before you ran after her.

You and another friend Iris tried to open her bedroom door, it was locked, you knocked.

"Hey girl open the door before I kick it down"

With a click the door unlocked and Abby ran back to her bed, shoving her face into her pillow

"What's wrong?" You sat next to her, she started to speak but she was doing that type of crying where you cry so hard you have to gasp for air so you hugged her, "calm down," Iris spoke softly "tell us when you're ready"

She cried into your shoulder for a bit while Iris rubbed her back

"Hey I know this is a really emotional moment for you but I gotta ask where did you get that eyeliner? It hasn't smudged a bit"

She sniffed and wiped her eyes "It's sharpie"

"Oh," you nodded which made her giggle

"Fuck don't make me laugh I'm supposed to be sad"

"Right sorry, you wanna talk about it now?"

She sniffed and wiped her eyes before showing you her phone, photos upon photos of her girlfriend, texting and kissing a man and the texts were.....explicit.

You and Iris looked at each other before frowning

"I'm gonna kill her"

Abby laughed again, but this one sounded more bitter, "don't"

"Seriously Abs, why the fuck would she cheat on you on your birthday? Fuck why would she cheat on you PERIOD?"

She choked and wiped her nose, "she, she said she didn't want t-to lie to me anymore, that she was in, in love with him, she even told me I was being dramatic! Apparently half of our group already knew!!"

"What?!"

Okay, that was it, you looked at Iris "Can you stay up here with her for a second"

She nodded "Break her nose for me"

"I'm not just gonna break her nose, I'm gonna fucking kill her"

You shut the door behind, walking down stairs with the new purpose of beating a hoes ass, as you descended the stairs you heard a scream, then another.

You walked into the living room expecting something crazy to be going on, and to be fair, something was.

Abbys girlfriend lay in a pool of blood by the punch bowl, a large amount of holes in her stomach leaking blood into the wooden floor. The knife still sticking out of her stomach. You froze, your legs seemed to be stuck to the floor and you took in the sight, when the smell of metal and Raspberry hit you your eyes watered and your throat burned, you were gonna throw up.

A loud bang and scream finally seemed to catch all the drunken kids attention that something was wrong, thats when all hell broken loose, people ran left and right and you saw a tall pale man come out from the room next door, he apathetically yanked the knife out of her body before turning to you. His dark eyes lit up as his already wide smile seemed to crawl further up his face.

Your body screamed at you, and you bolted, he followed soon after running into the kitchen you grapped the first thing you could see, a bottle of windex, having no time to think you sprayed it in his eyes and you ran.

You ran to the front door, it was chained shut. You cursed under your breath and ran upstairs.

Running up to Abbys room you pulled the door open and tried to shut it quickly but still quietly, you locked it behind you while Iris and Abby looked at you confused.

"Can she fight?" Iris asked "Or did she bring her cuzzies around cause I'll beat they ass too" she said as you caught your breath.

You hushed them, turning off the lights and barracading the door,

"What's wrong?" Abby whispered to you, you grabbed them both and shoved them into the closet, a place they both knew well. Pulling clothes on top of them you shushed them both

"Someone's in your house" you whispered and the colour left Abbys face "Someone's," you paused unsure of how to explain "Someone's dead, and he's got a knife" Iris grabbed Abby as Abby let out a sob. "Call 911" you whispered before shutting them in.

You looked at the window, and as you suspected, it was too high up with bottles and cups waiting for you at the bottom, not a soft landing. The door behind you started thudding, leaving you no choice but to dive under the bed like a basic bitch.

The door banged, whoever was behind that door really wanted to come in, you heard something crack and silent tears started to role down your cheeks as the terror started to sink into your gut that this may be the day you day. You clenched your eyes shut and tried to control your breathing, comforting yourself by trying to delude yourself into believing that you were the final girl (I'm using the troupe by its name here but it is not meant to specify gender).

Suddenly the banging stopped and you opened your eyes. You paused, peaking out from under the bed when you heard a creak from behind you that made your blood run cold.

'The crazy bastard climbed though the window!' You thought, then you realised, you'd never heard the guy by the doors footsteps, meaning....

There was someone else.

You wanted to scream, to yell, to run far away. But all you could do was freeze, scared to move, scared to breath as you watched as the intruders shoes.

He walked over to the door, strangely not choosing to remove the barricade, and instead he walked towards the bed. You're stomach dropped.

'No, no, no , no, no' You begged any creature that would listen tjat he wouldn't look, but you knew he'd be stupid not to. You held your breath, when you saw the closet door slowly open and Abby and Iris sneak out slowly, Abby carrying her Hello Kitty bat and Iris holding her pocket-knife.

'No, no, no, no" You tried to silently will them both back into the closet (as their family did many times) when suddently the man dropped onto his knees and peaked under the bed. The world frooze.

"Toby?" If he hadnt have tilted his head in response you wouldnt even have know youd spoken out loud, and he froze. Untill a loud sound and him nearly falling over let you know they had both had indeed whacked the man - Toby, upside the head.

You crawled out from under the bed as he slowly turned to her, rubbing his head as he cracked his neck.

"That wasn't very nice" Abby took a step back and stumbled over a misplaced shoe landing on her ass. Iris stood in front of her, still holding the knife. Sirens could be heard in the distance as you rifled though Abbys drawers to look for anything useful.

You couldn't manage to find anything, you turned back to your friends desperately, Toby took another hit from Iris, looking at her before pulling the knife out emotionlessly and throwing it aside he shoved her aside and knelt down next to Abby, whispering something in her ear before running to the window and jumping away, landing on the bottles before running into the woods.

The sirens were outside now, you ran to your friends, holding each other as you all cried you looked at Abby,

"What did he say to you?"

Tears fell down her face and you couldn't tell if it was from fear, trauma or relief since you could hear the cops downstairs.

"Happy Birthday"

#cp #creepypasta #creepypasta imagines #cp imagines #Ticci Toby #Imagines #x reader #Ticci Toby x Reader #Ticci Toby Imagines #yandere ticci toby #yandere creepypasta imagines #yandere creepypasta #yandere cp

[shadowlord23]

Peter Benjamin Parker (Pete) as a Little! (Sfw)🌈

Goes by Pete and is around 19 years old.

After having his Uncle and Aunt die when he was very young he had to practically raise himself. After being taken in by the spider society, and the spider-fam he started to regress more.

He regressed only a couple of times when was by himself, and ended up curling up in bed and crying himself to sleep. He usually regresses to the age of 7, but has gone younger, like 2 ish.

He was hesitant at first to regress around other people, taking a couple of months of being around them before he even considered bringing it up, and then another year before he slipped up and regressed.

The first time he did it, it was after a hard mission, leaving him tired and slightly injured. He had been having a hard week before that as well only adding to the stress. He slipped while waiting in the medbay.

Peter B. Was the first to notice and took control of the situation. He gently scooped peter up and made sure he was ok, before heading somewhere quiet, and away from unwanted eyes. Peter B. Mostly let him do his thing till he was feeling better. (Totally let Pete crash at his place after)

When he’s regressed he is a clingy baby. He likes to be held, or have some from of physical contact with another person.

He isn’t the most talkative when he’s small regardless of age. Mostly will guester or make sounds.

When he’s in the mood he LOVES to play with colorful toys, ones that light up, and play music, or sounds.

Has a collection of different types of Rubic cubes, ranging from different colors to sizes.

Very Eepy baby. Mostly when he is regressed he likes to curl up somewhere warm and comfy and sleep.

Likes to watch cartoons the wiggles, bluey, Mickey Mouse, etc.

He is a bit of a food hoarder since he grew up in the Great Depression, so when he’s small always likes to Cary a snack in his pockets. Has and will pull outa random Orange out of his pocket and hand it to people. (Has supposedly carried up to 15 Oranges at a time)

He sucks his thumb but HATES using a binkey, doesn’t know why he just doesn’t.

Owns a couple of onesies, that were gifted from the others, but doesn’t really where them unless he’s feeling really small. But he does have some others clothes like jackets and pj pants from there that he will wear all the time.

Has a stuffed bear that wears a P.I. Outfit, was a gift from his uncle.

Gets sick very easy, so best to keep him indoors when it’s cold or wet.

Peter B. Mostly takes care of him, but Pete also really likes hanging out with Miguel when he’s small.

He also likes to hang out with the other spider kids. Especially Hobbie and Pav, because their worlds are a lot more colorful than his is.

Doesn’t wear his glasses when he’s really small so he squints at you all very cute like.

#age regression #sfw agere #autism #actually autistic #age regressor #sfw interaction only #across the spiderverse #sfw regression #spider man: across the spider verse #peter benjamin parker

[ask-archer-idv]

{*Hey, Mx. Archer!*}

Rosalyn approaches the marksman once catching the sight of the fellow survivor.

{*It has been a while,,, How is your day?*}

{*I hope it isn’t sudden to ask,,, are you free at the moment? I would like to invite you over a cup of tea and snack, just the two of us to get to know each other a bit;;;*}

Despite how steady her hand motions seem while doing sign language- Her facial expression can be seen as shy and nervous, being quite anxious about rejections….

@idv-artists-trio

Seeing the sudden appearance - at least to Archer - of the other, Archer stopped what they had been doing before squinting at her hands to read what was being said. Once the words were pieced togethered, the bowman s eyes softened a little as they signed a light 'yes' with their hands.

'The day has been alright but that seems like most days. I hope you are well,' Archer signed as they gathered their things together and guestering her to lead the way with a small smile. 'What kind of tea was made today?' Archer signed a little excitedly at her side.

#idv artist trio #ask archer #stray arrow: rp

[squippy360]

Reader dom, sub Peter parker, sub, Tony (I need this artwork to live)

Here ya go

Sub!Peter Parker x Dom!Male reader x Sub!Tony Stark

Cw:(first time, soft to hard fucking, hella gay, vibrator, spanking, praise, degrading, mentions of getting pregnant, mentions of 'boypussy' but is still male, smut)

Tony Stark had fallen head over heels in love with you. You were his 24/7 bodyguard (cliche I know-) that would constantly be near him. He asked you to be his boyfriend and you happily agreed. You couldn't deny that you loved his cute face too. You loved the way he would melt from just you looking at him. Even a single touch from you could make his legs wobble a tiny bit.  The power you had over him just made you feel warm inside. You made your way to the kitchen where Tony is currently complaining about a headache. 

"Anthony~" I mumbled as I wrapped my arms around his waist. He let out a long and tired groan. I smiled and spun him to face me. I held his legs either side of me and sat in his seat. I gently put his head on my shoulder and rubbed his back. "It's ok, Baby~ Daddy's here to take care of you~" I cooed to him teasingly. He blushed and let out a sigh and relaxed into me. "You better…" He grumbled. 

I hummed and turned to the sound of an elevator opening and saw Tony's newest assistant, Peter Parker, walk in and looked pretty stressed. "Mr. Stark, I need to talk to you- Oh! I-I'm sorry I didn't know you were busy!" He said as he saw us cuddling in the kitchen. 

I waved him off. "It's alright. We were just relaxing a bit. What did you need?" I asked. He squirmed and fiddled with his fingers, his gaze averting to the floor. "Um…N-Nevermind!" He mumbled. I smiled when I heard a little snore come out of Tony. "It's just me now. My bunny here is sleeping~" I cooed softly. Peter came a bit closer, sitting in one of the seats next to me. 

"Well…um…I know you two probably won't feel the same but I just need to get it off my chest, even if you reject me." Peter said quietly as to not wake Tony. I nodded and guestered him to continue. "I-I have a…really big crush on you and Mr. Stark. I can't help it, you two are so attractive and…these weird thoughts keep coming up…" Peter quietly whimpered. 

My eyes widened a bit at his confession. 'Why would this adorable little boy lust after us? He could have picked a younger person…' I thought. "Oh Peter...Are you sure you would want to have a romantic relationship with us? I mean, you're so young. You could get a relationship with someone you deserve." I mumbled to him. 

He looked up at me. "I-I'm sure I want you and Mr. Stark. I can't think about being with anyone else. I love you." He whimpered. I stilled for a bit, thinking for a bit. I lifted the hand that was on Tony's thigh and tilted Peter's face to look up at mine. "Oh my~ How could I refuse a pretty face like yours~" I purred. "Here. Come with me~" I whispered and walked to our bedroom. Peter followed us quietly. I gently laid Tony on the bed. 

"Let's wake our Piccolo Topo(little mouse)~ I'm sure he'll like this present~" I purred and took his clothes off. Peter blushed and got in between Tony's legs. "I-If you say so…" He whimpered and licked the tip of his cock. I smirked and went behind Tony, kissing his neck to wake him up. "Tesoro(darling)~ Come on, My little pudding cup~ Wake up for me~" I whispered in his ear. He whined and bucked against Peter. "What…" He mumbled. 

"Look at your little present here~" I purred and snaked my arms up his shirt and began to play with his nipples. His head fell back on my shoulder and he let out a long and lazy moan. "So fucking cute~" I growled and pinched his nipples. He arched his back and gasped. "Mr. Stark~ My body feels hot for you~" Peter whimpered and bobbed his head up and down Anthony's cock. Tony gasped and his hands came up to Peter's hair. "S-Shit, kid…Your mouth feels so fucking good~" Tony groaned. 

I slowly grinded my cock on his ass. "Ohhh the things I want to do to him~ I want to fuck him right on the bed while is sucking your pretty cock off~ I want to fuck him until he can't think about anything but us~ I want him to scream as loud as he can until he looses his voice~" I growled. I felt his whole body heat up from the statement. "W-What are you waiting for then…" He huffed. 

I smirked. "Oh don't worry, I'm going to make sure that all of those things I said are going to happen~" I murmured and bit his ear. He let out a lewd groan and came into Peter's mouth. I rubbed his tummy, watching him twitch from the intense feeling. I moved over a bit and took my clothes off. "Peter~ Be a good boy and take your clothes off~" Tony purred. 

Tony watched with a hazy look as Peter shimmied his clothes off. He noticed us staring and climbed into the bed, hiding himself in the blankets. "C'mere baby~" I growled and pulled him closer and pinned his arms away from his body. He relaxed a bit and looked up at me with those big, adorable, puppy eyes. I let out a shaky sigh and saw his twitching cock. "P-Please be gentle…I-I'm a virgin…" Peter begged. Virgin…Peter Parker?

Oh. 

Oh.

All movement around us seemed to stop. Peter shifted uncomfortably under our gaze. "Is that bad…?" Peter whispered. I shook out of my daze and gently rocked my hips against his. "No~ Not at all~ It just means that we are the first ones who get to touch your pretty body, Ragazzo Carino(pretty boy) ~" I growled. I rolled Peter over so that he was on his knees with his face buried into the bed. I quickly snatched the lube from the dresser and poured some on my fingers. "Are you comfortable? Is there something you don't like?" I asked. 

He shook his head. "Please continue!" He begged. My fingers gently danced around his hole before gently plunging inside the warm cavern. "Wow~ you're so tight~" I praised and ran my hand over his smooth thighs. "Così fottutamente carino(So fucking pretty)~" You mumbled. You stuck another finger in, scissoring his hole gently.  

He whimpered and clutched the bed sheets. His thighs were shaking a bit as I nuzzled into them. "No one else is ever going to see this~ only us~" I growled. I pluck my 3rd finger in just to make sure. He looked down at the pre-cum dribbling down his cock. "I'm ready! Please fuck me! I want to know what it feels like~" Peter begged. 

I pulled my fingers out and slowly lubed my cock, edging Tony and Peter at the same time. I got behind Peter and slowly rocked my hips into his, teasing my cock at his entrance. "Ready? Ask nicely." I ordered. "Please, M/n! Please fuck me!" He begged. I held his hips and slowly eased my cock inside of him. He gasped and moaned loudly. 

"Fuck~ Your so tight and warm~" I groaned. "Mr. Stark! Please put your cock in my mouth! I wanna taste you!" He begged out, fisting the sheets. "You're so adorable, Peter~ Here's your reward~" Tony purred and shoved his cock inside of Peter's mouth. 

I slowly moved in and out, careful as to not hurt him. "Your so fucking cute~ I just wanna do this," I said and slapped his ass, moaning when I saw it jiggle. His body jolted at the sudden movement and moaned loudly. "Cute~" You purred and slapped his ass more. You set a medium pace, making sure he was comfortable. Your arm wriggled under his tummy and you jerked his cock off. 

"Mmm!!!" His screams were muffled by Tony's cock. "Peter, Take it easy~ Don't rush it- Ah~" His sentence got cut off by his sudden moan when Peter sucked on his lip. I reached by the side of the bed for a vibrating buttplug in the 'toy box'. "Tesoro~ Spread your legs for us~" I smirked. He spread his thighs apart more and leaned back. I lubed up the plug and slowly eased it in, making sure it reached the base. 

He sat back up and slowly rocked his hips. "Fuck~ Please let me cum this time!" He begged. I smiled and turned it up 2 settings high. Tony's breath hitched and he grabbed onto Peter's hair. I leaned down, my chest resting on his back and I nuzzled into his neck, kissing his neck. 

His whole body was shaking and he came right in my hand. "Did you cum already~ Adorable~" I licked my lips and bit down on the nape of his neck. He shivered and moaned loudly on Tony's cock. "Cumming…!" Tony moaned and pushed Peter's head on the base of his cock. 1I grabbed Tony's wrist. "Be gentle, Tesoro~ It's his first, let's be gentle~" I cooed. "I-I don't mind! Please wreck me!" He cried out. 

"I don't want to hurt you." I whispered in his ear. "Please! Harder! Spank me more, Amore!" He begged. My pupils dilated and at his words and I spread more lube on my cock before pounding him into the bed. "Keep sucking that fucking cock, who told you that you could stoo~" I growled and spanked him harder. He let out a long moan and choked on Tony's cock. 

I turned Tony's setting all the way up as Peter choked on his cock. I could hear it buzzing through his tummy.  Tony groaned loudly and clawed at the bed. "TOO MUCH!!! OH FUCK!!!" He screamed and came again. I jerked Peter's cock faster when my own orgasm neared. I kissed and bit his neck more, admiring the red and purple Mark's I left. 

"Your going to take this fucking cock~ I'm going to stuff your boypussy with~ my cum~ I'm going to breed you so fucking deep that well have children~ Oh~ You like that idea~ Do you like the idea of having a tummy filled with kids? Walking around with a baby in your tummy at such a young age? You fucking slut~" I growled. He pulled off of Tony's cock and screamed out. "YES!!! PLEASE BREED MY BOYPUSSY!!! GET ME PREGNANT!!!" He screamed and came again in my hand. My cock twitched and I came deep inside Peter. Tony let out a broken groan and came on Peter's face. 

I turned the vibrator off and let them rest. Peter went limp and collapsed on the bed, twitching and panting. I went to get a damp towel and wiped Peter's body down, cleaning his face and then his ass. I took the plug out of Tony and let him curl up in the blankets. "Can you put a plug inside…like the people do when they don't want anything to leak." Peter mumbled shyly. I smiled and reached in the box and grabbed a pretty blue buttplug for him. I put some lube on it and gently put it in, making sure it was snug inside of him. 

I wiped Tony's toy down before throwing it in the box lazily and hopped into bed. I wrapped my arms around Peter as he curled into Tony's chest. "Good job, Peter~ You were such a good boy today~" He praised. Peter smiled weakly. "Thank you, Mr. Stark." He mumbled before drifting off to sleep. Me and Tony gave each other one last look before falling asleep as well. "G'night, Tesoro~" I whispered. 

Next up: Tony stark x ??? X male reader

It's a secret :]

#avengers x male reader #marvel x male reader #marvel #x male reader #marvel fic #male reader #Tony stark x male reader #peter parker x male reader #spiderman #iron man #ironman x male reader #tony stark x reader #peter parker x reader #gay