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arminsumi · 7 months

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HEAR ME OUT JAY— i’ve also been on a gojo kick too😩 i literally have no medical knowledge but thinking of gojo x reader angsty where he has to set one of our broken bones after a battle lowk has me giggling and kicking my feet UGEHHEHEHE

take your time w requests!! take care of yourself, lysm thank you sosososoosos much🫶🏻🫶🏻

blood n' bone.

note: hey honeypie!! yeah istg gojo has a death grip on my mind the dude doesn't let me think of anyone else rn. anyways, i have little medical knowledge on this too but i tried my best !!

warnings — lowercase used, injury ( knee dislocation, bone setting ), blood visuals, angst ( with fluff, happy ending 👍 ), he calls u angel, i think it might be implied fem reader ??

" are you okay ?! a—re you hur — oh shit, fuckfuckfuck that's bad. that's bad... okay. um. just breathe. just breathe! don't worry, you ain't gonna die sweetheart. look at me, ok — question. do you trust me ? "

" what on earth do you plan to do ? " you ask gojo wearily.

you look at him, the pain fogs your mind. it's so painful; a blinding, piping white hot pain, one that singes all your senses. it's all you focus on until you look into those soothing blue eyes.

he's hovering over you, eyeing out your knee and the gory scene of your battle-bloodied body. he's got your blood on his hands already. it hurts his heart more than anything to see you in pain.

part of him hates you, because if you had just listened to him and stayed out of this battle, then this wouldn't have happened. but you were so stubborn about staying at his side. and then part of him is thankful, because he didn't want to be alone, he didn't want to be without his girl just in case he didn't make it out alive. he didn't want someone else to come to you and bear the news that he's not coming home. gojo was selfish; if he died, he wanted to take you with him.

but he was fine. you were fine. well, "fine" besides the fact your knee was dislocated.

" do you trust me or not ? " he asks again.

" yes. " you say truthfully. of course you did, he's been your one and only since birth; the gojo clan and your clan were intertwined by fate. you and him have been in each other's lives since you were toddlers throwing tantrums.

there's a memory that comes to gojo when he places his calloused hands on your knee. it's a memory from his childhood with you.

one day, you fell and scraped your knees. gojo found you curled up, crying alone in an alley. " what the hell ? why didn't you come find me ? let's go back to my house. i'll carry you. yes of course i can carry you ! i'm stronger than you ! "

he takes his blindfold and puts it in your mouth, " need you to bite on this, angel. "

" hmmmf ?! " the reality of what he was about to do set in. but how could it be more painful than the dislocation itself?

there's no question that he can set your bone. he's the strongest; of course he can.

you watch his bicep muscles flex, his grip firm. he hesitates, breathe ragged like he's nervous. then you hear a loud pop and instantly scream blue murder into the fabric; it doesn't really do a good job of muffling the sound. it pierces gojo's heart.

" angel, angel — look at me. breathe. it's okay. i've got you. it's alright. it's really alright. angel ? there, just stay in my arms like th-this. you're okay now. i know it hurts, but you're okay. " his hair is messy, your blood is all over him, and you yourself look chaotic; but still you look beautiful to him. your face comforts him like no other; he's always had excited pangs in his chest when you walk into a room or show up at a battle.

he's always shared your pain. he's a highly sensitive, emotional boy but conceals it well; when you're in pain, he's in pain. when you're sad, he's sad. when you're happy, he's happy. and hence, if you would have died, he would have died. you're tied together by an invisible thread, the two of you couldn't escape each other even if you wanted to. at times, you hated how you always found your way back to him; especially when you and him had that fallout in your twenties after your dating life interfered with your friendship.

but your hostility towards each other ended, of course it did. and now you and him were always at each other's side. handholding, just like when you were kids exploring your little village.

" let's go home. " he murmurs, soothing you with his voice and the gentle feeling he radiated.

" i can't walk. " you mumble, " it hurts. "

" i'll carry you. "

" we're not little kids anymore, you can't carry me. "

" what the hell ! of course i can carry you; i'm the strongest. "

you smile, remembering that memory only now. " you're right. you are. "

his heart flutters hearing you agree for the first time. of course you always knew he was the strongest, it was indisputable. but you liked to tease him.

" better believe it . . . now wrap those arms 'round my neck. "

he wears a stupid, proud smile on his face while he carries you. when you're home, you feel extremely grateful.

" it's good to be home, huh, satoru ? " you say, knee bandaged and propped up.

he's given you pain medication by now. there's the background noise of the TV, and golden afternoon light sieving through the sheer curtains.

" home is wherever you are. " he says earnestly.

whenever he says things like this, it's always in a soft voice, almost like he's too shy to let you know his true feelings.

you feel warm, homely; and so does he.

Do not plagiarize / repost / translate / copy layouts / etc.

Do not steal what I've worked hard to create.

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nqmonarch · 2 months

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Genuinely wanna hear more regarding the No Wish SAHSRAU (Is that how it's spelled?) especially with all the new events that's happened.

Including the Dr Ratio that slid into our DMs.

First, apologies for the wait I took a while doing this request and then also decided not to post anything during the Palestine strike period because free Palestine.

And man, I don't know how it's spelled. I'd assume that's right it's so long though. Also YES Dr. Ratio sliding into our DMs except bro waltzes in and calls us an idiot ;-;

But first! Let's catch up with some of the current crew who is currently in Penacony!

Warning Penacony Spoilers

For the Trailblazer Penacony's been rough... Shortly after the death of their new closest friend, they'd been coerced into talking with Aventurine, and now had to make a decision without consulting any of the Astral Express beforehand. Sure, they were a seasoned adventurer with two missions under their belt but they still have no idea about their past or if they could trust such sketchy people.

"Aventurine, that little rat..." Their ears perked up when they suddenly heard the voice of this presumed Aeon. "I want to knock my fist against his forehead and see if there's a brain in there." The Trailblazer wouldn't try that.

But if you were acting like this maybe Aventurine and Black Swan could be trusted. The Trailblazer forced themselves to relax and tried to show confidence in their eyes. They could do this. It was good you were still by their side in the dreamscape, otherwise... what would they do?

Herta has found it's more difficult to communicate with you than the Aeons. While the Aeons simply didn't want to communicate it was as if there was some sort of wall separating her from you. It was beyond fascinating but it irked her, she wanted to get into contact with you right away. Then, as she was working to implement a simulated version of you into the simulated universe as an Aeon she had a revelation. What if... this was all a game?

Natasha had done it. Recently the eyes glanced off her more often, something she couldn't help but feel disappointed at. But upon one instance when they glanced upon her, she'd taken their warmth in full, and decided to set out. It seemed when these eyes were on her, she improved in nearly every aspect, so maybe her luck would improve as well? Even though it had been a dead end many times before she investigated Vache's worn down laboratory covered by snow searching for research. Except this time, she found something. This Aeon... was strangely benevolent and caring towards mortals.

That's all the updates we have for now on the current characters, in terms of progress. Herta is one smart cookie but who else is one smart cookie? Dr. Ratio!!! That man I love him so much. Sampo is also a potential worrying addition.

Given in the current event you can get either Sampo, Guinaifen, Asta, or Yukong for free, so let's see how they react.

Dr. Ratio

...This was interesting. The plot unfurling behind the scenes of Penacony was to be expected, Aventurine was being a pain in his ass also to be expected, but an Aeon looking at him? A smart Aeon. One who also must hope to purge the world of ignorance! A noble pursuit. Or perhaps, they'd realized their own ignorance and sought to rectify it some of the Aeons were rather lackluster in this manner after all. But they'd likely never change in their ways.

And you're no longer looking at him, that's fine. Is it a bit more chilly in here or is it just him? An interesting side effect of your gaze then, the feeling of warmth. He wondered why that happened, the look of Nanook was dangerous and suffocating, near fatal for any mortal. That of Yaoshi's was said to be sickeningly sweet and suffocating as well. Nous' was cold and calculating, judging your every asset and whether or not you had potential. Everyone had potential, they just had to choose to rid themselves of their ignorance. If the gaze wasn't suffocating maybe... you were a weak Aeon? One that had just formed or had been thought to have died.

Interesting. Aeons, the topic no scholar knew completely about. Herta was researching deeply into them, Dr. Ratio supposed he could always ask her yet he didn't want to feed into her ego. There were other ways to get the information though.

Guinaifen

"Hello, hello! Can you all hear me? Good morning fam! And welcome to Little Gui's stream!"

It was then when Guinaifen suddenly felt warmth wash over her. Oh, maybe it was because this stream was her first normal one after all the ghost catching business but she found herself getting flustered...? Flattered...? She wasn't sure exactly how to describe it yet she felt even more energetic than usual! As if she could go on for hours! When she ended her stream, the warmth was still there and she still felt as if she was being watched.

Wait-- wasn't this how people said they felt when they were being watched by an Aeon? Something similar to this right?! If even an Aeon was watching her, she was definitely going to be famous! When Guinaifen went to tell Sushang about this news, she found Sushang had run into the same thing! Weren't the two of them an impressive pair? :)

E1 Asta

Research had been going smoothly, partly thanks to the eyes always observing Asta. With them came the warmth that brought confidence and innovation she felt she wouldn't feel otherwise. But, she could feel the warmth all the time now. She doubted an Aeon would be able to watch her all of the time so had she been blessed? That was good, she was able to focus on all the stars and her research more now and learn more in less time!

But... why did she feel so forlorn? As if she had been deserted? Had you just blessed her and moved on your way? Herta... Herta knew a lot about Aeons maybe she would know something about what had happened to her, maybe she would know if you're still around.

E1 Yukong

Even after it all Yukong wished to return to the skies. Despite failing her comrades, despite all those around her who she'd cared for yet failed to stop their death, despite the burning wreckage she'd had to painstakingly crawl out of. Yukong wished to fly. In this long life where even the things she'd once loved had dulled, the longing to fly was forever there.

The warmth was on her constantly now, she completed her paperwork faster, she created ingenious plans, but what did it matter?

"I want to go back," Yukong had spoken one day out to the silence of the world and when the warmth remained she realized, perhaps she could go back and fly. Maybe... it would be okay. But for now her fear remained, albeit comforted by the sight of an Aeon.

What a strange Aeon, to care so much for a mortal.

Sampo (spoiler warning for Black Swan quest, although I was kind of confused the whole time so some information may be incorrect)

Now this would be fun! Sampo had known he was right, this was only another clue in the right direction! And this Aeon, watcher, player, reader, whomever you were appeared at the perfect time! Whenever your gaze fell upon him, he could feel his speed increase as well as the rest of, if this were to be a game, his "stats." He knew he wasn't crazy, of course he'd never had that idea in the first place! He'd be able to retrieve his mask much easier now, he could deal with you later.

It wouldn't be anything bad, don't worry, Sampo Koski is always happy to have a new business partner and friend :) !

If there's anything else you wanna hear about it I'd be more than happy for ideas cause I love these little guys (the characters) . It's just them living their life except they're stronger and feel as if they can enact their dreams! And maybe they gain a friend or a small crush on the way but hey that doesn't mean anything until Penacony comes out with some tech they worked on with Herta that allows you to visit in your dreams but no way something like that will happen, right?

Also trailblazer is genuinely so stressed like imagine having to make the decisions to save an ENTIRE FUCKING PLANET and you don't even know who the you are or what you've been through, you're genuinely so lost but hey you're alive, somehow.

#hsr #reader insert #hsr x reader #self aware hsr #sahsrau #trailblazer #herta #natasha #dr. ratio #yukong #gn reader #asta #sampo #guinaifen #its kind of x reader in some spots if you squint

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jester089 · 6 months

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Hey, hey! Listen, I had an idea.

have a theory in my head that all the characters are alive in the real life, which means they have a chance to get out. so, what would happen if the reader, for example, died in the real life (for example, put on a headset and... I don't know, shot themself..?Like, their body died, but their consciousness managed to end up in the circus), which means that they couldn't refuse the digital circus, because they simply don't have a physical body in the real world.

how would characters react(everyone decided to run away, but I would like to see the reaction of kinger , jax and pomni) if they managed to find a way out (exit), and when they were about to leave, their s/o said that they can't leave it and they have to stay here forever... like, just stay alone in an unknown place forever. but the reader says that everything is fine, and they will love and remember them all all the time? I just want it look little angst yk🫢 ( I prefer romantic)

I can't speak English good, so sorry for translating Ad I done this with translations

Thank you!!

Left behind

I was going to go to bed but then I saw this request. And I just can't keep my lovely readers waiting. Thank you for the request! And don't worry about your English it was perfectly legible. Plus my friend on discord have made me good at deciphering the most unreadable of things. So while reading your request I had some personal ideas/additions. So I'll, write what you wanted with a little of my ideas. You requested from me so I'm going to put my spin on it.

Kinger

You had grown close with Kinger bonding over both being borderline insane, but not abstracted. When a way out was found he didn't want to leave you behind. NO, he wouldn't leave you behind. You had to force him out of the digital realm so that he could live his life. And it hurt, being trapped in this hollow and ghostly version of the place you knew so well. But at least he could move on with his life. Even if it's without you. When the way out was found Caine disappeared for some unknown reason. So you are well and truly alone. No way of escaping, or dying. The only real way to get away from it all is to lose your mind to the point where you basically aren't human anymore. Kinger missed you back in the real world. He tried to move on but it was hard, knowing that your still trapped in that circus. So he went back to put the headset on again. If their's a set way out now he could visit you! But it didn't work. The pc, the vr goggles, the headset. They were gone... You were gone. So no one's coming to help you.

Jax

When the exit was found he tried so hard to just force you through it. (Like that scene from wreck it ralph where he tries to get Penelope out.) But as to be expected it didn't work. He was so stressed, his mind going over so many different outcomes. "If I leave will they still be here?", "I can't just leave them. After all we've been through. Fuck that. HOLY SHIT! I CAN CURSE AGAIN!!." Surprisingly he stayed with you. He stayed for around a month. But the ghost town of a circus clearly started to get to you two. And after that amount of time he started to care less and less. So he left you a note, then left. Didn't even say it to your face. And back in the real world he'll think about you every now and again. But he made it out of that hell. It's not his fault you didn't.

Pomni

Their is a 100% chance she's going to have a breakdown. She stayed determined to find an exit the entire time she was there. And you supported her every step of the way! And she did it! SHE FOUND AN EXIT! And exit... you can't use... She would freak out and be torn between leaving and staying. She gives you one more hug and kiss and promises she'll be back for you. She'll find a way to get you out from the outside! You hold out hope knowing your lovely is going to get you out of this place. You start writing down the days you've lived in a diary till your S/O gets you out. First 6 months are boring but you hold out hope. You know she'll get you out. You trust her. It's been a year. Maybe time works differently in the digital circus and the real world. Two Years now. Still not gonna give up on her cause she isn't going to give up on me!

ˢʰᵉ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵐⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ

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(Sorry this is so short. I couldn't come up with much and I'm really tired. But I feel like I made at least some 5/10 angst. Hope you enjoyed it!)

xoxo, Jester

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #kinger x reader #jax x reader #pomni x reader #noob author #not beta'd

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gatitties · 1 year

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NO BECAUSE !!!!!!!! i think we need more interactions of Assassin!Reader x Bonten 😩😩 (thank u for da reader who requested it bcs my 🫀 is beating happiness) or maybe you could make this a series??? 👀👀 bUT ANYWAYS can I request a Assassin!Reader x Bonten where Bonten was trying to find some info abt Reader but ofc Reader knows abt it so when there's a general meeting for the Bonten Executives, she appeared into the meeting like she was just watching them the whole time 🤣 and Reader is mad mad abt it. she doesn't want them to snoop around her life

(if u dont want to do this, its ok!!! no pressure. lovelots 🫰🏻)

─Yandere!Bonten x assassin!reader

─Summary: tired of so much persecution you decide to set the record straight, but you are only making a mistake

─Warnings: mención of blood, unwarranted obsession, toxic behaviors, yandere stuff

first of all, I still don't know how to write action or fight scenes, I'm sorry, second, many people will be grateful to you for the request, and third, how so many people liked it?! 😭🤚anyway, here you go (about making a miniseries Idk, but if I have any idea for this I will definitely write it 😌) @ajmiila02, @kenmasbimbo, @uniqueeggtoast, @belle643, @simpingfor-wakasa, @ihavestrawberryjam, @binibining-mariaclara, @sereinitysmind (hope that I didn't left anyone untagged)

Part one / Part Three

"You should stop turning down those job offers, they offer you a good amount and your other clients seem not to ask for your help much lately."

You sighed looking at the request manager, he took your silence to mean that you didn't really care, you never have anything stable in this world, there were always better and worse times so it wouldn't really worry you.

"Just take care to let me know if there are other people than 'Mr. B', their requests are ridiculous."

The man raised both hands, nodding to your petition, after that you left the alley where you met the manager, returning to the busy streets of Tokyo in the middle of rush hour, where everyone was walking down the street without worries, you mixed among those people until you reached a suburb of small houses. You opened the rickety door with a nasty creak, looking at the garbage that flooded the floor, you couldn't ask for more for the minimum amount of this place and location, anyway it was time to move to another apartment.

Not only because you needed to change 'home' from time to time, but because lately you had felt less safe with your environment, it all started when you accepted the first request from 'Mr. B', they only asked you to kill a man, you did your job but also you discovered the identity of that 'B' who turned out to be not just one person but rather several.

You don't usually remember faces or names that aren't necessary for your missions, so you had to rack your brains to remember those two faces you saw, then you linked them to that group you saved in that brothel a month ago. Luckily only you could see how the guy with the pink mullet and the guy with the scar who tried to stop you that time were there, they seemed to be watching your movements with a satisfied smile when they saw little drops of blood fall from your face.

You interpreted that 'Mr. B' was all that group that you barely remembered the appearance of, you thought that on that occasion they were only there to check that you did your job well, but you noticed how they started to track you after that assignment, although of course, they could not find you and their only way to see you would be for those orders, which you did not accept.

The next two months your usual customers disappeared without a trace, it's not like you received daily orders but it was strange that all your requests were now only from 'B', it irritated you because it meant a heavy blow to your name in the underground, by refusing to take orders to Bonten, no one else did it as if they felt threatened.

But the worst of all was that every step you took you felt their eyes on you, every corner you turned you saw their shadow on you, it bothered you enough to think about killing them but you seriously thought about it and it would get you nowhere, you didn't used to kill to reputable or well-known people because that would cause a more intensive search for you and those guys seemed to be at least successful because they were handling a ridiculous amount of money.

You didn't even know their names and they always seemed to be on your trail, you never let them get too close to you, but lately they seemed closer and closer to finding you directly, you got fed up, you weren't leading a quiet and peaceful life, but inside from the garbage of your work you could always have a rest from all those deaths, you could always have a little space to pretend that your life was not rubble and everything was normal.

"Looks like I'm going to have to do some special work or I'll go completely hysterical."

As you were getting ready to leave that same night, all of the Bonten executives gathered at their meeting point earlier today, all sitting at a round table waiting for Mikey to start the meeting, though he waved for Takeomi to start since he was already busy eating his taiyaki.

"As you know we have been looking for that assassin from that day, we have always followed clues but we never managed to find the person, but today, we will complete the capture plan."

They all nodded in sync, some more eager than others, after all the stupid game of cat and mouse made them feel more irrationally attracted to you, Mochizuki always enjoyed watching you mix so well with people but quickly lost sight of you that he needed more from you, Sanzu and Rin enjoy seeing you staining you with the blood of your targets, Kakucho seems to appreciate your fighting style, Takeomi sees you as a difficult puzzle to solve and Ran and Kokonoi were perhaps the least attached to that exalted image of you, but they were curious about you.

"Is everyone clear about their part of the plan? We can't let anything go wrong, she never leaves a trace and knows how to erase her tracks, so we'll have to resort to more violent methods than just watching how she goes on our faces."

The meeting continued for a few minutes, explaining each phase and step while unknown to them you were in the room ventilation listening to everything, your blood boiled listening to how they talked about how they would make you bow down to them, it was your breaking point.

"Once we capture her, we can do what we want with her?"

"Only what I allow."

Mikey got up answering Sanzu who rolled his eyes for the answer, the leader patted his shirt to remove all the rest of the crumbs, with that everyone knew that the meeting had ended although to their surprise three bullets hit the table right in front of the site from Mikey, immediately after you kicked the grate and jumped on top of the table pointing your two pistols at everyone.

"I am going to make one thing clear, do not interfere in my life, I don't know what you want from me, but I'm not looking for anything from you."

You kicked Rin's arm as he tried to grab your leg, immediately firing Sanzu's pistol to disarm him, then ducking to avoid Ran's staff.

"What about the expenses for destroying that brothel?"

"You speak as if-" you jumped from the table hitting Kakucho's hands with the butt of your pistol, moving as far away from them "as if you lacked money, I know you are 'Mr. B', there is no point in charging me for that."

"We don't need reasons to want you as our slave! If we want something we have it and you would be a great possession to us."

"Oh just go to hell, Chunzu, I don't care about you or your supposed leader Mokey, I'm asking for peace of mind! and I want you to take this as a warning."

You took a little momentum, doing a slight somersault on the table, you shot at the large window breaking the glass into small pieces, you ran towards the broken window to jump through it, the arms of Mochizuki and Rin trying to reach your body unsuccessfully, you spun in the air and fired one last time before your body was thrown from the top floor of the building, disappearing into the darkness of the night and the buildings.

The bullet made Mikey's dyed hair move slightly, a couple of cut strands slowly descending to the ground, everyone fell silent watching their leader look at the window you had thrown out of, Kokonoi snapping everyone out of their daze.

"Mikey…?"

"If she want to play that game we'll play, before it was a whim, but now it's a necessity, I want her here."

He turned now looking at the wall where the lead bullet had been nailed, brushing the hole and scratching slightly to remove the small object, he smiled observing the shape and caliber.

"Let's start… analyzing this."

He took one last look at his most trusted executives before walking off fiddling with the 10mm bullet, they all looked at each other with a new flame burning in their eyes, you're only making things worse, you should have run but it was too late to get rid of them.

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before-it-felt-like-a-sin · 3 months

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Ok, how about Natalie X reader, the scene where they find the lake, but reader is too self conscious to strip down in front of everyone and go for a swim?

Pretty Girls

Anon this is a lovely request but imma be so Fr I can't remember the exact dialogue so enjoy my bullshit <3

Warnings: insecure reader, mentions of body image issues, no smut but a bit of a heated make out, not proofread and also written on my phone <3

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"I found a lake," Taissa announced as she returned from her hike,"It's about four miles from here. We should hike it."

"We aren't leaving. What if the rescue team comes?" Jackie responded, clearly annoyed.

"I hate to break it to you, but it's been three days. They aren't coming, and we're running out of water. We need to head to the lake." Taissa's voice was firm.

Secretly, you agreed with Tai, but you weren't going to get in the middle of this argument. The last thing you needed was Jackie pissed at you. There was enough division as it was.

"We should put it to a vote," Jackie announced. So much for no more division, "All for staying here, raise your hands."

Three people agreed. Jackie, Lottie, and Laura Lee all raised their hands.

"Okay, all for heading to the lake?" Taissa asked now, and nearly all of the group put up their hands. Even Shauna, which was shocking. Who knew she'd go against Jackie like that.

"Looks like we're heading to the lake. Get your shit." Wit that, everyone began packing up any belongings not already in their suitcases.

About twenty minutes later, you all were ready to start your hike. You fell into step beside Lottie as you walked.

"Hey. I know you didn't want to do this," you said.

"Honestly, I was more worried about Jackie's reaction than actually leaving the plane." Lottie smiled at you. You laughed lightly in response.

The two of you walked in silence for a while, listening to everyone chatter on and on. A few girls had started complaining, and you heard Jackie say something about how Tai must have been wrong about the distance from the crash site.

That's when Van saw the lake.

"Hell yeah bitches!" She exclaimed, jumping up and down. Soon, everyone was racing down to the water, stripping off tee shirts and shorts. You hung back, not entirely wanting everyone to see your bare stomach.

"You don't want to swim?" Natalie spoke softly into your ear. You jumped at the unexpected closeness. The two of you hadn't really had time to spend together since the crash.

Your relationship to Natalie was a complicated one. You had began hanging out with her because Van and Tai had started spending more time with each other, leaving the two of you with each other. You'd had a crush on Natalie for a while, and you enjoyed spending time with her. Recently, though, she'd begun to flirt with you. Nothing major, just jokes about how pretty you were, or messing with your hair, or good-natured teasing about your interests. You weren't entirely clear on where you stood.

"Just not totally sure how I feel about stripping in front of everyone." You laughed as you spoke, as if trying to convince both Natalie and yourself that it really was a joke. Even if you knew it wasn't.

"You afraid they'll stare?" She teased.

"Yeah, actually. Just not for the reason you think." You giggled again, but it was harder to be convincing this time.

"Hey, if you're set on not swimming, that's fine. But no one is going to judge you for the way you look. I think we've moved past that point."

"Yeah, well, the rest of you have been changing in front of each other for ages. This kind of thing is new to me."

"Whatever you say, gorgeous. I'm swimming. You should too. I know I wouldn't judge you." She smirked at you in a way that made heat rise to your cheeks.

"Mm. And you've also never seen me naked, so I don't think you can say that yet."

"Okay, y/n." With that, she walked to the edge of the lake, stripping her shirt and pants as she walked across the pebbles.

You didn't stare. You in fact made a point not to stare. But it seemed that as soon as you looked up at her, she moved her head to catch you looking. She smiled at you, and nodded her head toward the lake.

As you looked back at her, you rolled your eyes and shook your head. There was no way you were getting in that water. The whole team didn't need to see your stomach and stretch marks.

Well... maybe you'd take off your shirt. You had a sports bra on. That was full coverage enough, right? Plus, your jeans had a high waist on them. Not much would be on display.

Cautiously, you peeled off your t-shirt, hoping no one would notice. Or care. As you shook your hair free from the confines of the fabric, you felt eyes on you.

In the middle of the lake, you caught Natalie staring at you this time. When she saw that you caught her, she averted her eyes. But something about her eyes on you made you feel good.

Not good enough to take your pants off, but you'd take what you could get.

You balled up your shirt and put it down on the rocky beach so you'd be able to lie down. If nothing else, you were going to enjoy the sun. Maybe not in the same way as everyone else, but you were going to enjoy it.

You lay in the sun for a bit, letting it warm you and only worrying a little bit about the sun damage that was occurring to you. You survived a damn place crash. Cancer seemed so irrelevant now.

It was nice, you thought, that even after what had happened, you were all able to have fun like this.

"Y/n! Get your ass in here!" Van called.

"No!" You yelled back, laughing.

"Lame ass," she responded.

"That's me." With that, you went back to your sunbathing and daydreaming. The only thing that would make this better would be-

"What the fuck!" You exclaimed, dripping water. Somehow, someone had managed to dump a whole bucket of water on you.

You looked up to see it was Van and Taissa. You'd expected Van, but Tai was a low blow. Although, best friends would do that kind of shit to you.

"Taissa Turner I swear to god. I could kill you right now." Your hair was soaked, your mascara was running, and your pants... well, wet jeans aren't ever the move.

"Now you have to swim," Van said, clearly not sensing your anger.

"No, now I have to fucking change out of one of the few pieces of clothing that's actually clean. Thanks for that."

"Whoa, sorry. We didn't think you'd be upset about it. We just wanted you to have fun." Taissa looked at you apologetically. You found yourself forgiving them almost immediately. They were just trying to get you to have fun. There hadn't been much of that lately.

"Still a little pissed at you. But it's fine. I'll just change." You started getting up to find your suitcase.

"Or... hear us out... you come swim with us. It'll be fun." Van looked at you expectantly, hoping you'd say yes.

Maybe...

No. You couldn't. What if they stared at you. What if Natalie stared at you. What if she saw you in your underwear and decided she was done flirting with you.

"Y/n, come on. We all know each other here. No need to be a prude," Van teased.

"Oh, well in that case." You rolled your eyes.

"You know you want to." Taissa poked your shoulder. And she was right. You did want to swim. You just didn't want to swim in front of everyone.

But it would feel so nice. And you'd be able to wash away some of the dirt and sweat from the last few days. Maybe you'd feel less... disgusting.

"Fine." You began to peel off your wet jeans.

Deep breaths, you thought, as the warm spring air hit your thighs. No one was looking at you. Right? Well, except Taissa and Van. But they'd seen you change before. You surveyed the rest of the team. No one was looking at you. Except-

Natalie.

Goddammit.

She just kept staring as you stripped down to your underwear. Luckily for you, you were wearing something full coverage.

The way she was looking at you was almost hungry, like she was drinking in your entire body. Nothing would take her eyes off you.

This was it. This was when she decided all the flirting was over. She didn't like the way you looked under the sweaters and baggy pants. She-

Was walking towards you. Out of the water. Away from everyone else.

"Tai-" you started, before you realized that she and Van had walked away. Shit. Shit shit shit.

Without thinking, you started walking towards the lake. The sooner you were submerged, the better. And you really didn't want to talk to Natalie when you were this exposed.

As you passed Natalie, you wrapped your hand around her wrist and drug her along with you.

"Come on. We're swimming. You can't get out as soon as I decide to get in." She doesn't resist as you pull her behind you, back into the lake.

"Whatever you say. I'm glad you decided to get in."

"Well, Taissa thought it was a good idea to dump water all over me. I would've had to change in front of everyone anyways. Might as well suck it up and get into the water while I'm at it."

"I told you no one would stare." She smirked and pushed the water toward you, splashing you a bit.

"Mm. Someone was staring," you responded, trying to get her to tell you why she had looked at you the way she did.

"Who?" She asked. You couldn't tell if she really didn't know who you were talking about, or if she was feigning innocence.

"Um. You?" You replied, looking at her with a quizzical look on your face.

"That was because I wanted to see if you were really going to swim. Not to judge you."

"Oh, yeah, sure. Whatever you say."

"Did you want me to be judging you? Because I wouldn't do that. To anyone. But especially you. You're like, really pretty or whatever."

"Really pretty or whatever? Such a romantic, Scatorccio." With as much force as you can, you splash her.

After she recovers from the shock of the water being splashed in her face, she looks at you with a challenge.

"No Nat please I didn't-"

Before you could finish your sentence, finish apologizing, she shoved you under the surface of the lake. You didn't have time to do much, except inhale right before she pushed you down.

When you resurfaced, the first thing you heard was her laughter.

"Wow. That was a bit excessive," you said, once you had caught your breath. She was still giggling.

"Had to retaliate somehow." She shrugged, but she did look slightly apologetic.

"Asshole."

"It's how I show my love."

"Awww, you love me?" You mocked.

"Oh, fuck off."

You just laughed at her.

She was doing it again. Staring at you. Subconsciously, you tried to cover yourself up with your arms. It didn't really have the desired effect.

"You're gorgeous," she said, eyes still on you.

"You don't have to say that." You tried to be nonchalant, but you felt your cheeks heating up.

"I'm not just saying that." She moved closer to you. When she reached you, she gently moved your arms out of the way of your body, leaving you more exposed than you'd like.

She looked at you straight in the eyes. Something about it made your knees weak. There was so much love in her face. She was looking at you like you were the only girl in the world.

"I want to kiss you so bad," she whispered in your ear. You shivered at the closeness.

"Maybe not in front of everyone," you whispered back.

"Embarrassed of me?" She joked.

"No," you laughed, "I just hate PDA"

"I have an idea then." She beckoned for you to follow her out of the lake.

You walked behind her as she led you across the beach. The only person that seemed to notice you was Taissa, and she just smiled as you passed.

Natalie continued to lead you to the edge of the woods, in a place just secluded enough. You could still hear everyone, but they wouldn't be able to see you.

Before you knew it, you were pressed up against a tree, the bark scratching your bare back.

"Can I kiss you?" Natalie asked, brushing your hair out of your eyes.

You nodded, and as soon as she got your consent, her mouth was on yours. Her lips were slightly chapped, and you appreciated the roughness of them. But her movements were soft.

Her hands rested on your hips, and her fingers were cold. Her lips felt too good on yours for you to care. You tangled your fingers into her damp hair, pulling her closer.

She pulled away for a moment to whisper to you.

"Do you believe me about you being gorgeous now?" She asked, looking at you with her pupils blown out and lips puffy from kissing.

You laughed, "I guess."

Seemingly satisfied with your response, she went back to kissing you. But now, she was kissing any inch of skin available to her. Your forehead. Your jawline. Your ear. Your neck. She didn't go any lower than that, which you appreciated. You weren't sure how ready you were for anything more. Especially in the woods.

"Y/n? Natalie?" You heard Tai's voice from a distance. "Lottie saw something. We're going to go see what it is. Come back, please."

With that, Natalie looked at you again, eyes full of hunger and want.

"Do this again later?"

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A/N: I can't belive this is happening. I just thought to give it a try and honestly it was so hard to write that BUT I read so much other Bella smut....here we go. This is my first smut and I think I only write another smut with requests cause I can't tell how often I was hiding under my blanket in shame. It's so different writing a smut story or reading good smut.

So if you guys want some naughty stuff request me.

WARNING: soft smut, fingering, no big things, just cute slice of live between Reader/Fem!Reader x Bella

Summery: Bella comes home from the set after a long day of filming and is completely exhausted, also have lots of wounds caused of the action. It didn't go quite as she had imagined and she had to keep repeating the same scene. You notice her mood and want to do everything to make her feel better.

Wordcount: 900

Proofread: Nope

Sweetn' Hot Steam (18+)

With a jerk, the door to your flat slams shut and all you hear is an annoyed gasp.

Bella enters completely exhausted, takes off her glasses and removes her scrunchie from her hair.

"todays filming was rough huh?" you stand up and walk towards her. "please don't remind me anymore....I have a bunch of bruises and abrasions from fighting" Bella grabs the back of her neck and rubs it.

"what fight scene?" you stand behind her and massage her neck.

"Nora vs Ellie.....too much running....too much knife action. I mean it was fun but something always didn't fit and we had to keep repeating" Bella looks behind you without turning.

"Sounds exhausting but you did good babe" You start kissing her neck which Bella obviously enjoys.

"I'm going to take a shower" She walks towards the bathroom and grabs a towel.

"I'll come with you and check your injuries. We don't want anything to get infected unnoticed" You grin and close the bathroom door behind you.

"my right arm hurts pretty bad....I don't know how many times I've pulled out my knife today and tried to kill Nora" Bella tries to take off her hoodie and fails miserably. "It's OK, I'll help you" You slowly pull on the sleeves and manage to take it off. Aside you first see the extent of today's filming.

"oh baby you look....good...?" you smirk and slowly stroke over the individual bruises and discover one or two abrasions.

"ohman I just want to take a shower and get rid of the dirt...I look like shit" Obviously uncomfortable with the idea of showing herself to you, she continues to undress. "I'll turn on the shower and come in with you" you also undress and look at her legs, which are completely covered in bruises.

"don't worry sweety I still love you" you go into the shower together and the warm water runs over both your bodies. You take a closer look at her wounds and crouch down to her leg injuries. "It looks really painful..." You grab one of your sponges and start gently wiping the sensitive skin, noticing that she gets goose bumps right away, and gently continue.

"feels good...." Bella closes her eyes a little and enjoys every touch of yours.

You start to kiss her gently and lovingly on her thighs and immediately notice that she flinches a little. The sponge moves up to her belly without stopping to kiss her thighs. "Y/N....." Bella looks at you in a daze and your kisses continue to move towards her centre.

Once there, you suck on her clit and she almost loses her grip on her legs. "feels so good...." She mumbles and grips your hair tightly with her fingers while you elicit a low moan from her again and again.

You only stop to continue at her chest, very tenderly and gently, sucking on her nipples. She puts her head back against the wall and closes her eyes to surrender more to the feeling after that rough day.

"relax baby" you kiss your way up to her neck and suck lovingly, grabbing her hair and getting greedier and greedier. The reason Bella is so wet is not because of the shower. Your hand gently strokes her sensitive spot, causing her soft moans to intensify.

You can't stop kissing her and keep biting her neck only to lick it apologetically afterwards. One finger penetrates her far too easily, which is why you immediately follow up with another. The neighbours in the hotel room next door can certainly hear how happy you are making her, but that doesn't matter at the moment, because all that matters now is you and Bella.

"you like it huh?" you tease her further,kiss and praise her and speed up your fingers which is the reason she becomes a moaning mess. "just like that....relax sweetheart and just let go all of that crap for today" She is getting almost too close and her legs shaking more and more bringing her on edge of her own universe. "do...don't stop please" she begs pathetically and melting complete in your grip.

The way she's wet even trough the hot water almost drives you crazy, so you have to hold back a lot from playing with yourself. Her moans are impossible to ignore and Bella has trouble catching her breath "your....y...your to...good...." she holds onto your hair with all her might and puts her head in your neck, screaming all her emotions into your ear while she comes all over your hand. "fuck......." You move a little more so she can gasp for air and Bella just hides her face in your neck a little longer. "holy shit...." her whole body still shaking, you hold her tight, stroking her back. "love you so much" she kisses your lips tenderly and the hot water still pours all over your hot bodys and the whole bathroom is full of hot steam. "I feel so much better" she smiles into the kiss. "have only tended your wounds..." you break away from the kiss with an amorous smile. "love you too my everything"

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creedslove · 7 months

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CARIÑO MIO 💔

Javier Peña x f!reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, embarrassment, sort of abusive relationship, violent (ex) boyfriend, Javi being protective

A/N: this idea stuck with me the whole day after I read this request, I couldn't simply write headcanons on it, it needed to be longer because ugh 🤌 also, I was indecisive between Javi or Joel, but this screams Javi so yeah... also, there's one line that was totally inspired by a dialog between Monica an Chandler from Friends. I don't recall seeing that scene on the show so it might be a deleted scene, but I thought it fit perfectly our Javi P and his cariño!

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Javier blew some smoke as he stood in front of the window, he knew Gabriella would take forever to get ready, and even if it annoyed him, because she always did it on purpose, telling him she wouldn't take more than a few minutes and always getting late to events, he was also glad about it, since he didn't want to go at all.

Usually, he would be up for it on a regular basis, but not when he knows he's gonna see you there. You, his cariño, the woman Javier had loved the most in his life, but also he had lost it for not being enough for you. He remembered every single detail about your relationship together, he always assumed that was a girl thing to do, because he had never bothered memorizing dates or small things that could have happened between him and his partner, but that was it only until he fell in love with you, the hardest he had ever felt towards anyone, and then he realized that yeah, he kept every single small detail in his mind because he cherished it. From the moment you two flirted for the first time, to how you started to hang out, sleep together and all the bliss that followed until you two broke up, he kept it all in his heart. He still remembered how you ended their relationship, you were tired of putting up with his erratic behavior, of expecting from him something he couldn't give you.

"I'm tired of being your tutor in this relationship, if you are too scared of being in a relationship, just don't be in one"

You had told him after one argument and Javier saw you were right, he was a grown man who was afraid of being called your boyfriend, of thinking of proposing to you some day and to be seen holding your hand. He was pathetic and he knew it, he also knew you deserved better than that, so he did what you told him: he took the decision of not being in a relationship with you any longer and set you free, so you could actually meet someone who could take care of you.

He just didn't know it would hurt as bad as it did, that he would miss you as much as he did, but life went on and there was nothing he could do, after watching you getting over him, he just figured maybe he could do the same. And that was how he met Gabriella. She wasn't you, she never could be, but she was pretty and Javier liked that. However, when he heard you had found yourself a new guy, Javi didn't know what to do with himself. He wanted to be a decent person and be happy for you, but he couldn't lie to himself and say he was happy for you, because he wasn't. It made his skin crawl to even think of another man touching you, even if he already had a new girlfriend, it was a thought that disturbed him and he didn't like it one bit.

•••

"I see you haven't quit smoking yet, Javier…" you said with a smirk as you saw him standing on the sidewalk, taking another puff while everyone was probably already inside and having their fun. Not Javi, though, he would always stop for a cigarette, and even if you had asked him to quit and he started an experience period with his nicotine gum, all in order to please you, when you two broke up, he had no reason to stop smoking at all, not that you complained about it, but you worried about his health, and that warmed his heart to no end.

"I got no reason to quit cari-" he cleared his throat "and you know you can still call me Javi… there's no need to be formal"

You chuckled and folded your arms, looking at him and bit your lips

"Yeah, but you aren't my Javi… not anymore at least" you shrugged. "Besides, if you don't want to be so formal, why don't you call me cariño anymore?" You asked and raised your eyebrow at him, who just ran his thumb over his bottom lip and remained silent.

You looked at him and wondered if you should properly greet him, perhaps a hug? A kiss on the cheek? A handshake? No, that would be pathetic. You took a step closer just as he threw away his cigarette butt and walked towards you, perhaps he missed your physical touch just as much as you missed his. You couldn't ask him, but as his body language showed he was so eager to wrap his arms around your body, then yes, maybe he did miss you as much.

"Come on, Javi, let's get inside!" Gabriella's squeaky voice interrupted whatever was about to happen between the two of you and Javier had no other option but to follow her inside.

As you all were scattered around the table - Gabriella and Javier, sitting across from you and your boyfriend, along with your other friends in common - you tried to make yourselves at ease, but it was odd. You couldn't stop comparing your boyfriend to Javier and how inferior he was; he couldn't simply be compared to Javi, because Javier Peña was like a walking sin, he was handsome, sweet, funny, and no one would ever touch you the way he did. You were doomed to have the ghost of Javier haunting all your relationships because you simply couldn't break the spell you were under.

Javier on the other hand, just stared at you, like he did when you both were together, he just loved watching you talk to whoever it was, friends, family, people you'd just met… it didn't matter, he just loved observing you with the same intent one would observe a work of art. You were intelligent to the point it was so easy and natural for you to speak about pretty much anything with a lot of confidence. You were polite and sweet, but also assertive when necessary, it just brought a sense of peace and pride to him, he was just proud you were his… or used to be, at least, it was hard for him to get rid of that claim he felt towards you, but in a way it was like you were still his. He frowned softly as he saw your boyfriend opening his mouth to agree with whatever stupidity Gabriella had said that embarrassed him. He saw you rolling your eyes at the subject and he couldn't help but smirk, after all, you were still his girl.

When the food arrived, Javier finally realized how hungry he was, the burgers were pretty good, the fries were exactly the way he liked and of course that wasn't as good as the food you made him, but that would do. He wiped his lips softly with a napkin but something was still missing.

"Can you please pass me the salt, cariño?"

Javi's voice was soft and distracted as he extended his hand to welcome the salt shaker at the same time you absent-mindedly handed it to him

"Of course mi amor"

The silence was deafening and it took you a few seconds until you realized what you'd said. Your eyes were wide as you noticed how big was the shit you got yourself into. The mood was absolutely dead, and you had killed it. Javier looked at you with a shocked expression, he had no idea where that came from, but he liked it, even if Gabriella was digging her nails into his arms and your boyfriend's teeth were about to shatter at how hard he was clenching his jaw. Your other friends just looked at each other and smiled awkwardly, immediately changing the subject but that wasn't enough to lift the spirits, quite the opposite, the tension was thick and you cleared the throat.

"Uh… here it is, the salt I mean… Javier'' you said his name slowly and avoided everyone's stares, looking down at your burger but realizing you weren't hungry anymore. As people slowly went back to chatting, you excused yourself and headed for the restroom, washing your face and sighing as you thought of what the fuck had happened. You didn't know exactly what was up, you were so distracted, Javi had called you by your old nickname at the same time you simply responded by using the nickname you used for him. You used to be his cariño just as he used to be your amor. It was an awkward situation, that could be seen as kind of cute, if it weren't for how angry your boyfriend was the moment you stepped out of the restroom.

He gripped your arm making you wince in pain at how strong it was

"What the fuck was that, huh? Calling Peña that in front of everyone? If you don't have respect for yourself fine, not my problem, I should've known how a woman who sleeps with a man like Peña isn't worth it, but the least you could do is respect me!"

You groaned and tried getting rid of his grip, shocked to see how violent he could turn, of course you had never liked him as much as you did Javi, but you thought he was at least a nice guy. You swallowed, fear taking over you as he didn't seem to be willing to let go of your arm.

"Get off her now" Javier's voice was calm but firm as he stood behind your boyfriend, his blood was boiling to see your scared eyes, but as a good cop, he was very focused and knew he needed to calm down. "Get off her now and leave" Javier repeated his words but the moment he saw your boyfriend wasn't moving, he pushed him against the wall and reached for his gun, knowing the man would run away as soon as he saw Javi holding his pistol, which was a card he hated pulling, but he didn't think twice if it meant that asshole would keep his hands away from you.

Once you and Javier were alone, he gently held your arm, rubbing it softly where your boyfriend, well, surely ex-boyfriend at that very moment, had held you with a strong grip.

"Come on, let me take you home…" and you scoffed

"Yeah, because Gabriella will love to see you giving me a ride"

"She left with the rest of our friends… you really know how to kill the vibe" he winked at you and made you chuckle, a blush spreading through your cheeks as you looked at him

"Listen Javi… I'm sorry, I didn't mean t-"

"Cariño, I also didn't mean to, it's okay, it was out of habit, but hey, it was pretty good to see I'm still your Javi, tu amor" he smiled at you and you wanted to kill him for being such a sweet, charming man, who could just make your heart melt and your knees get weak at the slightest words.

"Yeah, well, I didn't hate to know I'm still your cariño… you don't call your girlfriend that, do you?"

He placed his hand on your face, caressing your cheeks gently with his thumb, the distance between the two of you completely closed.

"I could never call anyone that, hermosa… you are my cariño, you and no one else, it had only been you, mi amor" he said sweetly and leaned in, lips resting against yours.

No matter how much you both struggled against your feelings: he was your Javi, tu amor, and you would always be his cariño.

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imabeautifulbutterfly · 2 months

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Hello there and congrats on the 450 followers! I'm not sure if you're still doing the roulette requests, but I thought I'd send you a message anyway and ask!

Could I please get 34 & 39 with Tech and f!reader? Platonic preferably. Not sure if that's something I'm allowed to specify. ^^'

@narcissa-of-kaas, thank you so much for the love and the request. I hope I did your request justice. It's very action packed. I was originally aiming to keep the roulette going for three weeks, but I might just keep it going until all the prompts have been used at least once. Thanks for asking love.

Love oo,

Hang On

Warning: Battle scene, rappelling, injuries, concussions, arguing, death, I think that's it. If I miss any please let me know.

The blaster fire was keeping you pinned down, you did your best providing cover. Tech was lying beside you with a broken femur.

“You need to leave”

He ordered over the loud blaster fire and explosions, you covered your body with his, keeping him from being pelted with rocks and pebbles.

“Shut up, Tech.”

You returned fire, holding out for the rest of your crew to get to you. It would be a matter of time before Wrecker and Hunter came to rescue the two of you. Echo and Omega were far enough away from the fight you didn’t have to worry about, they were possibly even safe and with Hunter and Wrecker.

All you had to focus on was keeping Tech safe. Why you all decided to go after the War Chest, was beyond rationality. Okay, yes it made sense, you needed the credits, but then again, did it?

There was another explosion and another shower of dirt, rocks and pebbles. One hit the back of your head, causing you to grunt in pain.

“I’m ordering you to leave.”

“When have we ever followed orders?” You shouted.

Tech could see the fear in her eyes, the way she refused to leave his side. She was loyal to a fault. She always said ‘Friends are family, and you don’t leave family behind.’ He knew she was being stubborn simply because she was afraid. He grabbed her arm.

“I’m not going to die. I’ll provide you, cover.”

“No! Stop it!”

“Listen! It’ll mean your survival!”

"I don't care! I'm not leaving you." You looked at him with determination and resolution. You had your final say and that was all that mattered. Your eyes widened when you saw a grenade land beside you, you picked it up and tossed it back, the explosion rocking against the boulder you were using as cover. You looked from Tech to the increasing number of troopers that were filing through the forest in front of you.

“What if we rappelled?” You asked Tech, he was the resident genius if anyone knew a way to get down safely it would be him.

“It’s possible but the cable won’t be long enough.”

“How far would we get?”

“About 50 feet, only half way.”

“Cover me!” You crawled over to the edge, looking down, there was a ledge half way down. Granted it was very thin, one swing in the wrong direction and it was a long way down. It was risky but possible. You crawled back over to Tech, “Okay … there’s a ledge about half way down.” You ducked as more dirt rained down on you. “You go down first, I’ll cover you and then I’ll follow.”

“No. You should …”

“Stop! What is it? Do you think because I’m a woman, I should go first? Do you think I’m incapable of covering you?”

“It’s because you’re my friend! I don’t want to see my friend die!”

“Well neither do I! So stop arguing and rappel down!” You focused back on the trooper taking down an additional ten, but the more you took down the more that seemed to swarm out of nowhere.

You heard Tech mumbling into the comms, no doubt cursing you under his breath. You understood his panic, after all you panicked when you saw him break his femur. You watched him check his rappelling cable to make sure it was secure. It took him a little bit of time, but he lined himself up and rolled off the cliff’s edge. You gave him a count of 20 seconds before you set up your own rappeler.

Tech laid on the cliff’s ledge, looking up as he moved closer to the cave that was able to provide a little cover at least until Hunter and Wrecker made it to them. His eyes focused on you as you rolled off the ledge and started to rappel down.

You didn’t slow your descent, especially when you felt rocks falling from up above, the troopers still had reached the edge of the ledge. Now wasn’t the time to be cautious. You let gravity help you as the wind rushed past your ears as the ledge came up quickly. You tried to slow your descent as were only a few feet from your destination, however, you miscalculated and landed roughly on the small ledge, knocking your head against the hard ground and inside your helmet. You could tell you were concussed, but you didn’t stop. Your vision was spinning, as you retrieved your rappel cable, and crawled over to where Tech was hiding in the small cave, you scrambled as best you could, slipping and stumbling over to him.

Tech could see you weren’t right. The way you stumbled as you tried to crawl over, he cursed his broken femur. He wished he could get up and pick you up, carrying you to safety. Instead he reached out offering you his hand.

As soon as he felt her hand in his, he yanked her into their hiding place, hoping the troopers up top wouldn’t follow behind them. He gently removed your helmet, and could see you were pretty banged up.

"Breathe... breathe.” He chastised as he saw her eyes looking every but at him, she needed medical attention, and she needed it soon. His vambrace beeped, a signal from Hunter, they were close, he sent a replying ping, “Come on. Stay with me. Look at the stars, kid. Focus on the stars.”

You tried but it was spinning and there was someone ringing a loud bell in your head. You gripped Tech’s bicep.

“It’s okay. It’s okay. Hunter’s nearly here. Just hang on.” He held you close, doing his best to protect you, “Come on, you got this. You protected us all this time. You can hang on.”

You squeezed his bicep again, and shut your eyes as a search light flooded your hiding place, you could make out the shape of the Marauder, you felt someone grab you by the collar and drag you onboard, more than likely Wrecker.

Tech let out a breath as Echo rushed over with Omega to look at the two of you, “Her ... Check her first, she had a nasty fall. I think she’s concussed.” It was the only thing all he managed to get out, before he passed out, the anxiety and tension easing out of him, now that you were both safe.

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onceuponaoneshotfanfic · 2 months

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Welcome Home, Darling

Part of my Birthday Bash!

I decided to answer two requests with this one: "there's no need to rush - we have all night" & “Spread your legs baby, that’s it… Wider.” with Roy Kent. Inspired by that scene in "Don't Worry Darling" (iykyk 👀)

Roy Kent x Reader

1.3k words

Warnings: Language, oral (f receiving), dirty talk

The only thing you liked about Roy having away matches was the moment he came home. Sometimes you got to join him on the road, but more often than not you had work or family obligations that kept you from sharing a hotel room with him. This, unfortunately, was another one of those times.

But you didn’t feel an ounce of disappointment today- because today was homecoming day. Any moment now, Roy would casually stroll through the door, duffel bag over his shoulder and a tired smile on his bearded face. You’d spent all day cleaning the house and making sure he came home to a freshly laundered bed, as well as prepping a meal of steak, potatoes, veggies, and homemade chocolate cake for dessert.

Of course, you also put on one of your prettiest little dresses and made yourself your most presentable, ready to greet Roy and lead him to the already set table.

You were just about to light the candles on the dining room table when you heard the sound of the front door opening with a thud.

“Roy!” you squealed. You set down the unused matches and all but ran to the front door, where Roy was dropping his duffel bag to the floor. Immediately, you were in his arms, a welcome feeling after what felt like an eternity apart. (It was really four days, but when you’re this in love, four days and eternity feel quite similar.)

“Hi babe,” he sighed into your hair. “Fucking missed you.”

You wriggled out of his grasp and took his hand so you could lead him to the dining room. “I missed you too,” you said over your shoulder. You giggled when you felt his free hand grab at your waist. “Dinner’s ready.”

Roy pulled you close and wrapped his arms around you when he caught sight of the set table. “Looks amazing,” he hummed, smacking a kiss to your cheek. “But I think I want something different for my first course.” While he spoke, his hands began to wander down your hips, around your front, until he started bunching up the skirt of your dress, exposing the front of your panties to his greedy fingertips.

“Roy Kent,” you giggled, turning around to face him. “What d’you think you’re doing?”

His eyes filled with heat as he walked you backward, not stopping until your ass was pressed against the dining room table. “I think,” he huffed while fiddling with the dampening material of your panties, “I’m having dessert before dinner.” He gripped your hips and lifted you onto the table with ease, smirking at your surprised little yelp. That smirk found your mouth at once, stealing a deep, lingering kiss that took your breath away.

Instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling yourself closer to him. You could feel his growing hardness against your core, helping you forget all about the meal you’d prepared. “Roy,” you whined. “Why don’t we skip dinner and go to the bedroom?”

To your surprise, Roy shook his head, his hand returning to your underwear as he growled into your mouth. “There's no need to rush - we have all night.”

With that, Roy removed himself from your lips and lowered himself to his knees, planting slow kisses down your body as he went. Neither of you seemed to notice the small crack of his knees; you were both too wrapped up in making up for the time apart. Roy groaned at the sight before him: your lacy little black panties on full display, the only thing separating him from what he really wanted.

“Fucking missed you,” he huffed before pressing a deep kiss to your clothed core.

Was he talking to you or your cunt? And did you fucking care?

Those rough fingertips dragged down your panties, letting them drop from your ankles to the floor. Immediately, Roy’s mouth was on your already pulsing cunt. He clutched your thighs with a bruising grip, forcing them apart.

“Spread your legs, baby,” he urged; who were you to deny your weary traveler what he wanted? “That’s it,” he groaned when you did as you were told. “Wider.”

Satisfied at the sight of your spread legs and exposed sex, Roy dove in. He lapped at your puffy lips like a starved man, moaning at the taste he’d been missing these last few days. Your hands gripped his curly hair, pressing his face further into yourself. When his tongue glided down your slit, your back arched off the table. He chuckled darkly at your reaction.

“You like that baby?” His hot breath had your walls clenching around nothing. He licked another stripe down your opening before his tongue dived in.

The moan you let out could only be described as filthy, the kind of moan you didn’t even know existed outside of absurd pornos before you met Roy. It was absolute music to his ears, along with the obscene sounds of his tongue exploring your wetness. He gripped your thighs tighter, wondering how dark the bruises he was surely leaving would be; he made a mental note to kiss your thighs later, to make up for his roughness. And, if he was lucky, those kisses would lead to another opportunity to wind up between your legs.

“Oh, fuck, Roy,” you whimpered as you fought the urge to squeeze your legs against his head. Instead, you rolled your hips, desperate for more of him. Your walls squeezed, wishing desperately that Roy’s tongue was something else. But Roy was right; there was a whole night ahead of you.

One of his hands left your thigh to instead rub harsh circles over your clit. Each drag had your body jerking, overwhelmed with Roy’s hands and tongue and lips and hot breath. He wanted one thing, and he knew he was going to get it.

“Come on, baby,” he coaxed, sweet and mocking. “I know you want to come for me.” He kissed your pussy lips as tenderly as he would your mouth. “Please, gorgeous. Gimme one orgasm and then you can have my cock, I promise. It’s already so fucking hard for you.”

Just the thought of Roy’s hard, throbbing cock was enough to have your eyes rolling back as waves of pleasure overcame you. Your whole body trembled as you moaned his name, a deep, desperate sound, just the way Roy liked.

He groaned against your soaked core and lapped up your juices. “That’s it, baby,” he growled into you. “Let go.”

Your vision went black for a moment as you felt yourself completely soak Roy’s tongue, his beard, the dining room table. It was like a dam had broken inside you, and lucky Roy got to drink every last drop. He slurped away, creating the most obscene sounds you’d ever heard in your life. Even after you began to come down from your orgasm, he kept going, sending jolts of pleasure through your body. It would have been painful if it didn’t feel so damn heavenly.

“Fuck,” he finally sighed, resting his cheek against your sticky thigh. “Fucking delicious.” He pressed a slow, affectionate kiss to your pussy lips, smirking when he felt your limp body twitch. “Aww, my poor girl looks tired.” He lightly stroked your hip with his fingertips. “Should we heat up this food and get you fed, or d’you want me to give you something else in the bedroom?”

You propped yourself on your elbows and glanced over your shoulder at the now-forgotten feast you prepared. With a ghost of a smile, you looked back at Roy and his bearded smirk. “Bedroom,” you panted, reaching out to caress his drenched face. “I think what you have will fill me up more than any dinner could.”

Roy’s eyes darkened with desire as he pressed another kiss to your still-pulsing cunt. “Oh, darling,” he groaned. “You have no fucking idea.”

#tally's birthday bash #request ❤️#he's here he's there he's every fucking where #roy kent #roy kent x reader #roy kent fanfic #roy kent fic #roy kent fanfiction #roy kent imagine #ted lasso #ted lasso fic #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fanfiction

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cream-stew · 2 years

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Hello! 👋 I'm new to your blog and I saw the post about wanting Zhongli asks! I'm not sure how this is gonna turn out, but... yeah!

Threesome between dom!Zhongli, sub!Childe and sub!reader (you can decide gender, any is fine!)

...Childe is tied to the bed, inside of reader with them on top of him in cowgirl position. (Both or just 1 can have blindfolds if you prefer cause I feel like it fits) While zhongli just sits off to the side ordering them around, not letting them move. Watching and taunting, occasionally touching and teasing them, with lots of begging from Childe + reader (or maybe reader is gagged??). Basically just Zhongli being kinda mean and condescending...

If you want to add or remove anything that's fine too! Sorry if anyth in this is against your rules or makes you uncomfortable. If you don't wanna do this that's all good, I'm new to requesting 😄😄 I know your rules said to specify top/bottom but I wasn't quite sure how to for this...

Also, I saw this idea as a little drabble from someone else a long time ago (can't remember who 😔 I have it somewhere) but it was Kaeya instead of Zhongli and I NEED to see it expanded on at least a little.

💕💕💕 Thank you!

🔞 minors dni

warnings: afab reader, double penetration, handcuffs, gags, blindfolds, edging, vaginal sex, anal sex, dom top zhongli + sub top childe + sub bottom reader, both reader and childe get called sluts, creampie

// note: this idea was so much fun to write tbh, I did switch around a couple of details (I blindfolded both subs and gagged childe instead👀) but I hope you'll enjoy the end result anyways🤝 there was nothing against the rules btw, no worries and sorry for the delay! (also I added zhongli getting some action too sdfghhgfd)

when zhongli brings up the idea for this scene, you know just from the set up that it's going to be easily the most intense edging session ever… which is why you and childe are so eager to agree.

zhongli orders you two around as you get ready, before handcuffing childe to the headboard as he lays on the bed. zhongli blindfolds him, and presses a ball gag to his mouth, then he swiftly moves lower to stroke his cock until it's rock hard. the lube makes his silicone gloves glisten as his hands move up and down childe's shaft, beads of precum adding to the mess, and you feel your pussy getting wet already. he brings his attention to you next, ignoring childe's muffled whimpers as he’s denied his first orgasm, and zhongli starts prepping you too, fingering you and stretching your pussy until you're a shivering mess.

he helps you sit on childe's cock, another blindfold at the ready, and handcuffing your wrists behind your back, then…

he just leaves ?!

you can hear him moving about the room, you can hear something rustling before you pick up on the soft noises of him pulling off his gloves and sitting down on the armchair next to the bed. you can hear him… opening a book…? oh this is gonna be excruciating.

he busies himself with his book for a while, only focusing back on you two when he notices either of you trying to grind against the other, desperately seeking some friction, only to speak up with scolding remarks and a repeated order to stay still.

"start riding him", he changes his mind after some time has passed, as you hear his book being pushed aside and zhongli pulling his gloves back on.

you rise on your knees with some difficulty, your legs numb after kneeling for so long, then you let yourself fall down again, welcoming childe's cock back into your pussy. the more you move, the more strength comes back to you, so you can bounce on his cock a lot quicker, panting heavily and moaning, so focused on your looming orgasm that you don't even hear what zhongli says next.

"don’t move", he repeats sternly, and you stop with your hips raised in the air, only the very tip of childe’s fat cock still touching your pussy lips. you hear him whine beneath you, struggling against the cuffs and trying to buck upwards into you, but zhongli just scoffs playfully.

“are you a dog?”, he taunts him, taking his sweet time as he moves closer to the bed and kneeling next to you two, judging by how the mattress dips.

you hear a sharp gasp coming from childe, then the slick sounds of zhongli jerking him off again, the side of his hand barely brushing against your pussy on its way up. gagged, childe can’t join you when you start begging, pleading for literally anything… for him to let you ride childe again, for him to touch you instead, for him to untie childe and for the both of them to fuck you at the same time, but he just laughs.

“tempting”, he replies, stepping away from the bed again, “but why would I cut this short? it is very entertaining to see my sluts so desperate, I haven’t had my fill yet”

you hear him flip another page of his book, and when your thighs start shaking you finally sit back down on childe’s lap, his cock stretching your pussy again. you're still very wet so it doesn't hurt at all, but cockwarming him when you're both so turned on isn't really pleasant. you want to keep riding him so badly :( but you don’t want to disobey zhongli… so now what?

well...

now, it goes exactly as it had before, with zhongli ignoring you two, and you’re not sure how many minutes pass before he tells you to move again...

...before he tells you to stop, ruining yet another orgasm for both of you.

it goes on for hours, your legs so limp you can’t even rise on your knees again, both you and childe completely desperate, him only whimpering, and you still babbling and begging in broken sentences.

finally, zhongli seems to have had enough, moving to kneel behind you. he pushes you down until you’re laying on childe’s chest, then you feel two lubed up fingers, his gloves still on, prod at your asshole. he stretches it out while childe’s cock is still inside your pussy, making you whimper in the crook of his neck, babbling again a string of: “thank you- ahh, yes, right there, thank you-!”, so so so scared that zhongli will just edge you again.

“do you want to cum that badly?”, he laughs, “we should do this more often, I like how obedient you two are being”

he finally pushes his cock inside your asshole, making you gasp at the sudden stretch, and luckily he does start fucking you, moaning and grunting as he leans over you to cage you in between childe and him.

childe still can’t move, but by the muffled moans he starts letting out too you can tell the stimulation is enough to get him going again. more than enough, actually, because he’s the one who cums first, whimpering in relief as he empties his load into your pussy. you cum right after, overwhelmed after being edged for so long, and you feel like you could pass out from how tired you are... though zhongli is only getting started.

#genshin smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #childe x reader #childe smut #zhongli x reader #zhongli smut

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ghouljams · 10 months

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Two Cowboys on an adventure, one Nun very bothered by both of them. Soap and Moon play cat and mouse. Moon doesn't give Soap enough credit, there's a brain under those muscles sweetheart...

Ghost stops him before he can reach the door, holding up neatly folded bills and looking more serious than usual. Goose has really loosened him up, Soap's impressed.

"Bourbon, I know she has some." He says, well, commands.

"Bourbon, got it." Soap moves to swipe the cash and Ghost pulls it away.

"I don't think you do," Ghost narrows his eyes, taking in the way Soap bounces on the balls of his feet impatiently, "I want bourbon, good bourbon, do you understand?"

"Aye, bourbon, am I not speaking english?" Soap tries for the bills again and is once again thwarted. He gives an annoyed groan.

"Now what I'm afraid you heard was ‘any liquor thanks’-" another annoyed groan from Soap "-and if you come back with some shite scotch or more moonshine because you were too busy talking to your little nun I will murder you," Ghost clarifies. Soap rolls his eyes.

"You are out of your mind if-" Ghost fixes him with a warning look and Soap scowls, "You come with me and you dinnae hafta worry your soft British behind, how's that?"

Soap has to admit there is something to traveling anywhere with Ghost that makes him feel just a wee bit more badass. It’s the stern set of his shoulders and glowering, Soap thinks. Ghost hardly offered a greeting to the nun that opened the door for them past a short nod, all business. It was enough to keep the usual banter off the table before she yelled for you to come sort them out. You took one look at Ghost and just about dragged both of them to a more private room. Grumbling about making a scene and scaring the sisters. At least he had a reasonable request.

“You’re saving my hide, Hen, really.” Johnny tells you, leaning far too close to be proper. You shrug and grab the best kentucky bourbon you have for the good ol’ boy in the skull mask. For once you’re glad you keep the harder to get stuff in your office.

“All in a day’s work.” You grumble, hesitating when you try to get around him. He is really close, blinking down at you like he doesn’t understand what the problem with that could possibly be. “You’re Goose’s boyfriend, right?” You ask, still staring up at Johnny. Johnny snorts and turns away from you to look at Ghost.

“That all you are now? Mr. Goose?” He asks, and though you don’t see any physical change in Ghost there is a different air about him.

“Proudly,” He says without a hint of… anything, it’s weird hearing a tone that flat, “that my bourbon?”

“Best I’ve got,” you tell him, setting the bottle on your desk as he sets cash down. You swipe the bills and flip through them, taking what you need and handing the rest back. He hands you back an extra twenty, you like this guy, he’s welcome back any time. “I’m surprised you didn’t already have bourbon. The Prices keep a stocked bar.”

Ghost hums, turning the bottle over in his hands, “Not a drop of decent liquor in that house.”

“Harsh,” You tell him, because your liquor is in that house. He doesn’t bother responding, just turns on his heel and stalks out of the room.

“We’re out in ten Johnny.” You hear from somewhere near the front door. You turn your attention back to Johnny.

“What about you? What do you need?” You ask him, watching him sit on the edge of your desk.

“Ah cannae come just to chat?” He asks with a smile, you narrow your eyes at him.

“No.”

“Shame, that’s what I came to do.” His smile doesn’t falter, you get the feeling most people don’t say no to John MacTavish.

“We can’t have men coming in here just to chat,” You tell him, making a point of walking around his manspreading to get back to your side of the desk.

“Because people will talk?” You glare at his teasing, not happy about his tone.

“Because any house with more than five unrelated women living in it can be considered a brothel, and we are trying to maintain our exemption status, yes.” He twists to look at you, trying to gauge how serious you are.

“What if I’m making a donation?”

“Then make a donation.” You raise a brow at him. Johnny opens his mouth to say something and thinks better of it, shaking his head.

"How'm I supposed to talk to you, Hen?" He asks, hitting you with some serious puppy dog eyes. You do your best to keep up a solid frown, you've never been one to give into a man's ego and you aren't going to start now. "I'll ask Goose," he tells you, hopping off your desk. You're very suddenly faced with the entirely too real possibility of seeing this man outside of business transactions and it makes you panic a little.

"Why do you want to talk to me?" You blurt out, trying to say anything other than 'please don't chase after me, you won't like me when you realize this is all there is.'

"Never talked to a nun before," Johnny tips his head as he thinks, "Why wouldn't I want to talk to a Bonnie like you?"

"I'm mean," You tell him, because it's what everyone else has always told you. Johnny shakes his head.

"Don't believe that for a second, sorry lass." He checks his watch, "mean people are defensive people."

"What if I'm just mean?" You scrunch your nose, trying to keep some level of distaste for this stupid observant charmer.

"Then I like mean," he smiles, but it's softer, it makes you nervous, "Besides, there's nothing you could dish out that I couldn't take. I've had drill sergeants bigger and meaner than you, if that was enough to scare me off I'd never have made it this far."

You open your mouth to say something, as he walks to the door, but it feels like he's backed you into a witless corner. "You'll be seeing me Hen, don't worry." He calls over his shoulder, you throw one of your pens after him as he shuts the door. Who the fuck is teaching this guy mean person secrets?

Ghost glances up from his phone as Soap walks towards the car, snuffing his cigarette under his boot. "What's that," he nods at the keys Soap twirls around his fingers.

"Nicked 'em off Moon's desk," he says, walking to hop in the driver's side. Ghost pauses his entry into the cab briefly.

"You're stealin' from nuns now?" Ghost asks, smacking the radio as Soap starts the car. He hits it a second time and it sings to life.

"Just the ones I like." Soap tells him, peeling the old truck out of the nun's driveway. He'd give it an hour, he couldn't wait to hear from you.

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onmyyan · 1 year

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Can I just say this? I am in love with the way you write your yan’s!!! I hate reading ff’s of yan’s who are horrible to their darlings like why do that?!? I love how soft you make them with their darlings, makes me fall in love with them too <3

A question though: how would cas + his family react to their darlings having another yan pursuing them who has a more aggressive and violent approach to the reader? Are they thinking 🔪 straight away or a more competitive approach with them to see who truly loves their darling?

A/N: loved this request so much I'm gonna split it into four more parts 4 each of the Delmont boys, up first is our boy Caspian!! NOT EDITED

TW'S: YANDERE, THREATS OF GUN VIOLENCE( THERES NO GUN) VIOLENCE(never against reader), CURSING, BLOOD

Set up: You and your boy are in that early stage of the relationship where you've been on a few dates (read: You said hello to him ONCE and he's stalked you a few times) but hasn't officially asked you out yet for whatever reason, he himself already knows you're his, he was just waiting for the right moment to tell you that, he wanted everything to be perfect for his darling, its what you deserved after all, but then he catches sight of a vermin trying to weasel its way in between your blossoming love, and he just can't let that slide.

Caspian watched the scene unfolding before him in silent fury, his dough all but forgotten as that roach stole his rightful spot by your side, he'd robbed Cas of the chance to bask in your glory while the teacher had his's attention. Our towering man couldn't fight back the nasty look on his face as the idiot currently talking your ear off didn't seem to grasp the fact that you were just responding out of politeness, Cas could gather that much from the irritated look on your face, and the sight of your discomfort was so enraging he gripped the bowl hard enough to shatter in his hands, the porcelain cutting an angry line down the center of each palm, something he didn't even notice until your worried gasp hit his ears.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" You'd rushed over to his side without thinking, a clean towel pressing gently to his wounds, he felt himself smiling at the display, his foul mood replaced with an instant peace, the warmth that always settled around him whenever you were near was addicting.

"I get real clumsy sometimes- don't worry sweetheart I'll make it." He said with a charming wink, the sweet fluster it brought to your face was worth every drop of blood in his veins, he had to fight hard not to coo at the way you fussed over him, then he felt it.

A burning glare from across the room.

It was the same look feral dogs had in their eye when they were about to make a meal out of someone. The eyes on him came with a heavy fog of malice, it made him look up to meet the hateful stare of the man you'd all but forgotten about in your haist to treat him. He leaned on his knuckles so hard the skin turned white, when Cas returned the heated stare he didn't back down, instead he seemed to glower even harder than before, his upper lip twitching in a barely contained snarl.

A wicked little grin grew on Caspian's lips, he knew that look all too well. It seems like his Darling Honey had gone and attracted a fly, but not to worry, he had a knack for pest elimination. He let you coddle him, wincing and whining at random points just to watch the way you pout at his pain, it had the butterflies in his stomach going wild, every soft touch from your hand made the hair on his neck raised, the way you offered to help him for the rest of the class, no hesitation, he knew you were the one.

He walks you to your car, all the while a deep warm baritone voice pleading for a call once you returned home safely, then quietly made his way back to the alleyway you two passed earlier, just as he expected a hand shot out from the shadows to grab at his sweater collar, the wide-eyed man from class had his free hand in his pocket, posed in a position that made it seem as if he was holding a gun. "Listen here you pompous fuck- I'm only saying this once, that pretty little thing is mine. I've been working her for weeks so don't even think about coming in between me and her." He was a good head shorter than Caspian and had it been anyone else the little display of intimidation might have worked, but it wasn't.

It was Caspian.

He rocked his head forward with all the strength in his body, knocking into the shorter male so hard that a small cut appeared on his now bruised skin, his tough guy act vanished in a second as he tried in vain to nurse the growing welt on his forehead. His fingers touched the wound, pulling back with a hiss, blood began pooling down his face.

"Y-You cock sucker! You actually hit me?" He punctuated his sentence by throwing a sneaky punch in the much larger male's face. Caspian took the hit without blinking, before the stranger could think, a searing pain erupted from his throat, forcing his haggard breaths to come out in shallow wheezes. Caspian sighed through his nose as if mildly inconvenienced, shaking his hand from the brutal strike, he hated hitting bone, but he needed to keep this one quiet, he slowly rolled up his sweater sleeves, his thick forearms twitching in anticipation, "When you threaten someone," he said swiping a thumb across the small cut on his lip, his arm snaking around the scrawny man's throat, He scooped the smaller man into a headlock, the flailing roach in his arms him froze up when Caspian's right hand suddenly gripped his jaw hard enough for an audible crack to be heard.

"You should make sure the guy yer trynna' fuck with isn't me."

The next time you see Cas he has a new cut on his lip, and his knuckles are wrapped as if he'd gotten into some kind of fight, the thought made you laugh, Caspian? The same Caspian who helped you out in class more than your actual instructor, the teddy bear who teared up when his macarons came out flat? That Caspian? Yeah right.

"Oh, this? I knocked into my stove last night- I was so excited for the cookies I forgot about depth perception for a sec." He seemed to brighten at your laughter, the gore he had to clean off his hands well into the hours of the morning all but vanishing at the sight of your angelic smile.

"We're gonna have to Cas-proof your house before you really hurt the goods." your hand tapped against his large chest in a comforting manner, and he could tell from the way you bumped his hip with your own it was a joke but our man is ever the opportunist, gently grabbing your hand, his warm fingers tightening when you didn't pull away.

"What about later tonight? You cover up all the sharp corners and I'll make you dinner?"

#yananswers #anon submission #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere oc x reader #caspian delmont #caspian x reader #caspian delmomt x reader #yandere oc caspian

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satorubrain · 1 year

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hii i heard ur taking requests so what about gojo with a s/o thats stronger then him/as strong as him?💁‍♀️💁‍♀️

Pairings: Gojo Satoru x Reader.

Tags: Fluff

Synopsis: hcs of gojo with a reader who's as strong as him.

A/N: I FUCKING LOVEEEEEEE WHEN GOJO S/O IS STRONG AS HIM OR EVEN STRONGER THAN HIM. TYSM FOR REQUESTING THIS

This was during the time both of you were still in high school. You weren't dating each other, additionally, you were also a new transfer student. Gojo simply thought of you as perhaps a cute sorcerer and you just wanted to stay away from the white hair blue eyed weirdo.

Much to your dismay, you and Gojo were assigned to exorcise a special-grade curse that had appeared in one of the abandoned villages. It didn't take long for Ijichi to drop you off at the location before setting up a barrier so you both can finish your business.

'I wish he wasn't here, it would've been way quicker' You sigh thinking to yourself. Of course that didn't go unnoticed by Satoru.

"Hey, if you're too anxious don't worry I can handle it all alone" Gojo teased just wanted to get on your nerves.

"No need." You dryly replied before heading off to find the damned curse as he headed in the other direction.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for you to find the curse. Wanting to finish up the work you decided to make quick of the work and within seconds the curse was no more. At the mere snap of your fingers, the curse was crushed and dissipated into thin air. Unfortunately, Gojo saw it as a mere accident. He had just teleported to where you were and witnessed the entire scene.

You fucked up.

You blankly stared at the boy who had his sunglasses taken off with one hand while the other dramatically pointed towards you, his jaw slack with sheer shock you just gave him.

"....what"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHAT"

Long story short he made it his life mission to unravel all the secrets and that also meant he decided to break down all the walls as you crushed his.

But he's so thankful, selfishly so, thankful that you're always here to share his burden and his responsibilities. How you allow him to seek shelter in your embrace and you, oh so easily lift his worries, taking the burdens off his shoulders.

He's so grateful for the fact that you're at least as strong as him, if not even stronger because it allows him to indulge in his wild fantasies of seeking a life of normalcy. With you, he's liberated from his duty of always protecting the people. With you, he allows himself to be protected. With you, he's not carrying the burdens of humanity. With you, he's just a silly guy who's so in love with his god-like s/o.

Thanks to your power he also understands why people worship him so much because when he breathes in your presence he can't help but be enchanted by your existence. Sometimes he tries to connect the similarities between you two and that helps him love himself. For him loving you is like loving himself. Perhaps even forgiving himself.

I HOPE YOU LIKED IT!!

I have been planning to start a series like this and this has been a great motivation. Glad to know theres a lot of strong s/o fuckers out there <3

[REQUESTS ARE OPEN]

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sports-on-sundays · 4 months

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Summary: ice skating with Arthur

Requested?: it came from my own mind.

This thing with you and Arthur- it's relatively recent. About three months ago you officially got together, but you've known each other for years before that, just as friends, really. Either way, your relationship- perhaps because you've known each other for so long- has been growing deeper rapidly. Which means your relationship is now deep enough for the two of you to start having arguments. Well, more like silly little squabbles.

The most recent one was concerning Christmas. Arthur had this strange vision in his head that he couldn't let go of that just the absolute best way to celebrate his Christmas with you would be to go ice skating. The only explanation to this is that you can think of is that maybe your boyfriend has been watching a little bit too many overly cheesy American Hallmark movies. At first you thought, No way. Only divorced millennial women watch that crap. But then you thought, But at the same time, it's Arthur. Who knows what planted his strange Perfect Christmas Magic Movie Scene In France dream.

You fought him on it because, frankly, you've never skated before. You know you'll make a fool of yourself and possibly injure yourself. Not exactly what you want to spend your Christmas doing. And not exactly your idea of romantic. Not to mention how much you hate anything having to do with being outdoors when the weather is in the negatives.

But he was set on the idea, and when your boyfriend is set on an idea, as you've been learning, it's hard to convince him otherwise. And finally he had taken your hands, looked you deep in the eyes as if this were the most important thing in all of history, and asked gently, "But Y/n, why? Why don't you want to go? I mean, really. We can bundle up, I'll stick close- it won't be that cold..."

You frowned, looking away, refusing to admit the truth.

"Come on!" he had practically whined. "Just tell me the truth! Isn't that what couples are supposed to do?"

You sighed, fiddling with your fingers, before finally admitting, talking quickly, "Arthur I've never skated before in my life and I don't want to fall and make a fool of myself."

He blinked in slight surprise, but then smiled. "Oh... Why didn't you just tell me? It's fine- I'll make sure you don't fall. It'd be nice to be able to help you."

Your brow knitted together. "Nice to be able to help me?"

"Yeah. Because you hardly ever let me help you."

So in the end, basically, he convinced you. And now here you are, sitting on a freezing cold bench, holding out your legs as Arthur ties your new skates up, which he bought for you. They're a shiny, slick black color with a red stripe. You can't deny- they do look pretty sick.

The two of you get up and walk the few steps to the rink, arms linked. The wind is biting, and despite the Christmas music playing and the glowing fairy lights everywhere, to you it feels like quite a bleak winter night.

But one look at Arthur's big smile and rosy cheeks convinces you it's really not so bad.

Then you go out on the ice. Arthur holds both your hands in his, staring at you with sincere eyes. And with that goofy grin, of course.

And then he lets go of your hands, just like that!

"Arthur!" you shout, your nerves on the edges as you hobble. He tries to take your hands again, but you fall down, right on your butt. "Arthur!" you cry again, in annoyance. "I thought you said you wouldn't let me fall! Now I probably look like an idiot- someone here is bound to have caught that on video. I don't wanna look like a-"

"Hey, calm down," he says, bending down. You have a passing thought of how much balance and awareness of his body he must have to be able to bend down that naturally in skates on slippery ice without falling flat on his handsome face. "I'm sorry, okay? From now on, I won't let go of you unless you tell me to. And don't worry- there aren't many people around tonight. It's too cold for them."

"It's too cold for me, too," you whine as he helps you up off the hard ice. You reckon that will leave a bruise or two.

He gives a dumb pouting face. "Come on, Y/n. You'll warm up soon enough. Let me teach you how to skate."

"I don't trust you," you frown, and you'd cross your arms if you weren't holding onto Arthur's shoulders for dear life.

"You should!" he counters.

"You let me fall!"

"I said I wouldn't let you go again. And that I'm sorry. Do you think I'm not strong enough to make sure you don't fall?"

You don't answer, because obviously he is.

And then your long evening of learning begins. Time is hard to measure, so you're not sure how long it takes until Arthur asks you, "Do you think I can let go? You seem to have the hang of it..."

But in a moment of self-doubt, you shake your head no and murmur, "No... You can just hold onto me, Arthur."

And he honestly doesn't seem to mind this answer. He takes you out to the middle of the ice, though, and slowly, you skate together. He then twirls you, which causes you to scream, laugh, and cling onto him, scolding, "You could've warned me!"

"Well, did you fall?"

"No..."

"Was that fun?"

You grin softly. "Sure. Yeah."

"So there was no need to warn you!" And suddenly, he does it again.

Soon enough, though, you're back on the bench where you started, shivering, slipping back on your warm, fuzzy boots. "A-Arthur..." you whine, you teeth chattering and splitting up your speech, "I- It's fr-fr- eezing...! I'm so c-c-cooold."

He's silent for a few seconds, and when you look up at him, you see there's a frown on his face. He turns and meets your eyes, murmuring, "Y/n... I'm sorry..."

You blink in surprise. "For what?"

"I don't know..." He's sitting on the edge of the bench, shifting. "I know you didn't want to do this and probably the whole time you were just pretending you were having fun but really you weren't and I should've just listened to you when you said this wasn't your thing so-"

"Arthur." You cup his cheeks, making him look you in your eyes instead of down at the snow-covered ground. "I wouldn't fake it or lie to you. It was something I genuinely thought I would hate. But it ended up being so much fun because of you. I loved it when you taught me. I loved it when you held onto me. I loved it when you twirled me. I know I've been acting a little grumpy, but the truth is, I don't regret coming at all. I'm so glad you convinced me. Okay? Sure, I'm a little cold right now, but I'll live."

"Oh..." he nods, that lovely smile slowly coming back. "Well..." He wraps his arm around you, pulling you into him. He kisses your cheek, love, comfort, warmth channeling through his lips. "Maybe I can help keep you warm, huh?"

You smile out at the, truthfully, beautiful winter scene, and nod. "I think that would be just perfect, Arthur."

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b4ts1e · 5 months

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▀▄▀▄▀▄Colored Bandaids▄▀▄▀▄▀ (𝚐𝚗!𝙼𝙲)

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝙸𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚍: 𝚀𝚒𝚞/𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚗 𝙻𝚒𝚗 𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝙱𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗 (𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍) 𝙱𝚊𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚍 (𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍) 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚢 (𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍) 𝙼𝙲 𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 (𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙾𝙻:𝙽&𝙵)

𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝:

Set in step 2! requested by: @a-kind-pandemic-disaster

(𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗)

It was known by everyone in Golden Grove at this point- MC is an extremely caring kid. Keeping things like basic first-aid and a multitude of snacks on them at all times, just in case something happened and somone needed it. It's been this way since they were a child, the only difference now is they have access to better supplies then the one dollar snacks and cheapest brand of bandages they carried with them as a ten year old.

On top of everything they were a good student with good grades, so- if their friends ever needed help with a subject, they'd always be ready to jump into help. Baxter and Darren had dubbed them the group mom as a joke- seeing them worry over Qiu and Tamarack getting injured in the past, but the nickname kinda just stuck. Them being so caring- it's what made Autumn like them so much back then and even now as teens.

When Qiu was a kid they didn't understand why their heart fluttered seeing MC had ran down from the top of the bridge just to check on them, Baxter, and Darren- but they understood now. They'd never admit it out loud of course, but they knew. It's also the reason they dedicated themself into taking care of MC behind the scenes- knowing they'd forget to do so for themself. They'd always prioritized others over themself, which annoyed Autumn just slighty- but the annoyance wasn't towards them. Of course not. It was towards everyone who kept MC from taking care of themself first.

Even at the current moment they were prioritizing someone else's homework over them eating- having been asked for help during the lunchbreak, to which they'd happily agreed too. Qiu kept a close eye on them, the other student, and the time- which was slowly winding down for when they had to return to classes. With a groan Autumn stood up, heading towards the two quickly but trying to appear nonchalant.

"MC, you've gotta eat. You can help them later, c'mon." they spoke, nudging them with their elbow. MC gave the other student an apologetic smile before standing up to follow Autumn back to their lunch table- as they packed the other student gave harsh glare towards Qiu. Not pleased with being interupted by the socially aclaimed 'Star' of Golden Grove. "Oh sorry [background character], Qiu is right. If you'd like we can meet up at the library after school if you still need help!" MC offered, breaking the other student's harsh glare in an instant as they smiled and accepted the offer quickly.

Autumn rolled their eyes before gently grabbing hold of MC's arm and guiding them to their group's table so they could eat with the little time left before class. "You need to be more careful MC, not everyone wants help. Most people just want you to do the work for them." they warned subtly, sitting down at the same time as the self-sacrificing teen. "Just because you don't trust others doesn't mean I can't treat people with kindness Autumn, thank you for your concern though. It means a lot." they said with a smile before eating their packed lunch- school food sucked.

(𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙)

Qiu knew that MC wouldn't be going back to the caul-de-sac this evening with them, judging on how excitable that other student had been when they'd offer afterschool help to them. However as they were riding their bike out of the campus a familiar form jumped in front of their way- a smirk plastered on their face, Autumn was going too fast to stop without hitting them and too close to swerve around them. In a panic to not hurt someone, Qiu tried to turn- causing a loud skirrting sound to echo through the now empty school yard before and even louder crash and thud interrupted it.

The person was unharmed, but Autumn on the other hand- their hands, knees, and the side of their face were litered with scratches from hitting and dragging against the pavement, it even ripped through their jeans slightly. In the distance their bike was crashed into an empty bike rack and flipped- the wheels still spinning.

From a distance an all-to-familiar gasp sounded before quick footsteps approached the person laying around the pavement. Qiu hissed as they tried to get up on their own before being interrupted by familiar, gentle hands grabbing their forearms to keep them from standing. They did however help Autumn get into a sitting position, very slowly mind you. At this point the other student had ran off, but MC knew what happened- they saw it themself, having been exiting the library to hopefully catch the victim before them since the student hadn't shown up yet.

(Qiu's Perspective)

"Autumn- hey are you okay? Oh shit you're all scuffed up, hold on." my head was spinning, but the voice was familiar. "MC?" I asked quietly, squinting slightly as I tried to focus my vision on the person before me. It was definetely them, but it was strange to hear them swear. Were they really that worried? This wasn't the first time I had crashed in front of them, doesn't make it any less embarrasing though. "Yeah, yeah it's me. Keep your eyes closed, you're gonna be dizzy for a bit. Pretty sure you hit your head. If I wasn't so worried I'd be scolding you for not wearing your damn helmet, but that can wait." they said quietly, voice softer than usual.

I listen to their advice of keeping my eyes closed, hearing them tear open a saline wet wipe before feeling them start cleaning the scratches with it. I bit my tongue, hoping to conceal the hisses of pain that the process caused- but they knew it burned. Of course they did. They always did, they're so caring. "Sorry...I know it burns, just- stay still and this will go by faster." they basically whispered, they were close enough that I could feel their breaths just barely graze the side of my face they were focused on currently.

When they backed away and took my hands one at a time, I opened my eyes again- my vision no longer burred as I watched them clean away the small pearls of blood and concrete dust from the scrapes on my hands. After they finished my knees as well, they pulled out gauze, tape, and a box of bandaids. "Seriously?" I mutter out with a teasing smile, taking notice of the bandaids being the same colored ones they used to buy as a kid. "Oh hush- I couldn't control myself. Plus they were cheaper than the name brands." they quickly defended with a playful eye roll as they wrapped my hands with gauze and taped them off one at a time.

"How's your head?" they asked quietly, putting the colorful bandaids over my knees gently with a bit of neosporin. "It hurts, but I'll be alright soon. Thank you MC, for taking care of me like this." I answered with a small genuine smile, something I saved only for those close to me. Gently they smiled back, getting closer with the bandaids for my face. "Always. I'm the mom friend, remember?" they said with a light chuckle as they put the last bandaids on my face carefully. When they pulled away from me slightly, we realized just how close we were as our eyes met. I felt my face and ears heat up slightly, as I blinked rapidly.

Maybe it was the delirium from hitting my head, maybe it was something completely else- but in that moment? I wanted them closer to me, in more ways than one. Quickly I shook my head and looked to the side- MC doing the same, looking to the opposite side as they start to put the remaining medical supplies back into the travel med-kit. Clearing their throat they stood up, grabbing mine and their bags before offering me a hand up- still avoiding eye contact, but I swear... I saw a hint of red on their ears and cheeks.

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