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tinyywriterr · 2 months

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WHO WILL IT BE?

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{Nanami + Toji + POC Reader}

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⟿ Song to Go with the Chapter: Whole Lotta Love by Led Zeppelin OR Bedroom by SupahBadd [You + Nanami + Toji theme song for this chapter]

⟿ Word Count: around 6,500 to 6,750 +

⟿ Nanami + Reader smut scene | First Nanami + Toji + Reader smut scene | sex dungeon scene

⟿ Summary: You’ve started to grow comfortable and accustomed to your new living situation and your more then thankful. Nanami tells you great news and you’ve built up the courage to speak to Toji finally. Will you get to know him better? Of course, especially since it’ll be the way you know best and you know he can’t resist. The both of you can’t stay away from one another much longer.

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𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰: contains smut, pet names, the use of every hole, cream pie, fingering, oral sex, dom/sub, soft dom vs semi hard dom, threesomes, light BDSM, fem reader, black fem reader/you, and etc. [please don’t read if easily triggered or not 18 +]

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𝓐𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓮: 18+ please & please don’t copy and paste my story anywhere else. This chapter is slightly longer then the last chapter and once again there’s a lot of switching between POV’s. ANYWAYS, this is my first tumblr fic so if you leave a heart, reblog, or comment it’s greatly appreciated! If there are any errors I am open to anyone correcting me in the comments, leaving feedback, or dming me. I hope you will enjoy this as much as I did when I wrote this!

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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*𝒜 𝒲𝐸𝐸𝒦 𝒫𝒜𝒮𝒮𝐸𝒮 𝑀𝒜𝒦𝐼𝒩𝒢 𝐼𝒯 𝒯𝐻𝐸 𝐿𝒜𝒮𝒯 𝒲𝐸𝐸𝒦 𝒪𝐹 𝐹𝐸𝐵𝑅𝒰𝒜𝑅𝒴 | 𝒩𝒜𝒩𝒜𝑀𝐼 ’𝒮 𝒫𝒪𝒱✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Nanami is so happy you took to moving so well and loved the house he picked out. You’ve been on bed rest for a week now and you look a thousand times better. You’re finally able to walk on your own and don’t complain about a headache anymore. He felt he could finally relax not having to worry about how you were holding up. While you were in a coma it made it open his eyes; to finally gripping life by the throat. ‘Why work at a job you hate? Why not move to the countryside? Why not follow my dreams? What would y/n want me to do?’. Was all he could think about; it’s been freeing to finally have all the answers.

Nanami is in the kitchen at the moment cooking you breakfast as you’re showering both of you getting ready for the day. You both don’t have much planned besides going grocery shopping which is a great shift from a couple of months ago. You finally quit your job working at the club and you are currently trying to figure out your dreams and aspirations for life.

“KEN?!” You yell from upstairs, Nanami drops what’s he’s doing and is instantly up the stairs and by your side. “OH!” You jump when you realize he’s next to you out of pure shock. “You scared ME! Where’s my lotion?” You exclaim before asking your question bashfully bowing your head as you blush softly. Nanami chuckles as he walks to the bathroom and pulls it out of a drawer which is where he saw it last. “THAT WAS NOT THERE WHEN I WAS LOOKING FOR IT, but thank you!” You whine out loudly before crossing your arms across your chest and pouting softly.

“Of course, princess. Also, your breakfast is ready,” he states chuckling in between kissing you on the forehead. “I made you Japanese soufflé pancakes with blueberries your absolute favorite,~” Nanami says cooing in your ear before nibbling and sucking on it a little. It’s been hard for him these past couple of months but he keeps it together out of respect for you and by getting off just by thinking about you. Thinking about your moans, your soft skin under his, and those beautiful eyes full of desire. He’s been craving you so much Nanami feels like he’s about to explode waiting for your ‘okay’ for him to demolish you.

You hum in excitement as you hurry to get dressed putting your lotion on and slipping on a silk nightgown. You walk down the stairs skipping a few steps to get to the table faster Nanami following right behind you. You take your respective seat that you sat in every day dancing as you take your first bite. Nanami smirks as he takes his seat coffee in hand just taking in all your beauty. You liked to wear sexy stuff around the house which made it 10x more difficult for Nanami but he was able to revel in your beauty. While you were in a coma your friend Trina took care of your hair coming by every couple of weeks to wash it and braid it into cornrows. Now your hair was long reaching your mid back once you were able to stand you gave yourself a silk press. Nanami adored watching you do your hair or watching Trina do it-it was so interesting and impressive to him. Nanami is sucked out of his thoughts as he hears you get up to take your plate to the sink.

“Thank you handsome,~” you say seductively as you walk closer to him after putting your dish away. You come behind Nanami’s chair rubbing down his chest as it was bare and you lay your chin on his shoulder. Your soft hands massaging up and down his muscular torso were driving him mad. Nanami bites his inner cheek as his ears begin to turn red. You take notice and bite his earlobe softly before licking up and down his neck. “I haven’t touched you in a while, you haven’t touched me. I’m aching for you Ken. I know you want some relief,~” you whisper in his ear in a steamy tone before coming around to see his face. Nanami is blushing hard same as his dick; just you touching him has made him pre cum slightly stains his lounge pants he was wearing.

“I miss you, princess,~” Nanami says in a deep voice trying to keep himself under control.

“Then show me…” you tease before licking his cheek and strolling away back upstairs throwing off your nightgown. Nanami wanted to rip it off but seeing you naked will be amazing in itself. He’ll never forget the first time you guys had sex or how you touched him; it made him feel alive.

Nanami makes his way up the stairs stripping slowly first the lounge pants, the socks, and lastly the boxers. He strokes his dick as he walks into the room; you’re sprawled across the bed fully naked. Nanami can’t help but stare at you for a moment smiling as you play with yourself. “You ready princess? We haven’t had sex in a while, it might hurt a little..” he explains softly as he inches closer to you truly mesmerized by the show. As Nanami closed the space between the two of you-you begin spreading your legs more showing the wet mess you’ve become.

“I know daddy, but I’ve gotten so wet just thinking about you.” You purr as you continue to rub your clit tilting your head back slightly from pleasure. Nanami bends down hooking you by your lower back as he drags you to the end of the bed. Now on his knees, he begins to lick and suck on your folds staying away from your clit.

“Continue to play with yourself my love, I’ll do the rest.” He explains before going back down lapping up your juices he then sticks his tongue inside you. You jump at the new sensation moaning loudly then fall back even more not being able to keep control. Nanami grins before replacing his tongue with two fingers thrusting into you making you mewl loudly. “Such a good girl. Who are you good for, my love?~” Nanami inquires looking up at you and you're breathless as you moan loudly. But he then stops and pulls his fingers out suddenly.

You whine before lifting your head up; “you Kento, you.” You whisper in a breathy tone before falling back down out of pure overstimulation and arousal. Smirking he slips three fingers in this time and sucks your folds making you buck your hips. Nanami notices you stopped playing with yourself and starts sucking on your clit. You grip at his hair and start bucking your hips harder into his face but Nanami stops you by gripping your hip with his free hand. While quickening the pace he slips another finger in trying to prep you and you clench hard around his fingers as juices start overflowing and dripping down his fingers. He licks it up before attacking your clip again as if it wasn’t already swollen. With all your might you buck your hips one last time screaming loudly as you began to cum all over Nanami’s face. He laughs softly fingering you till you came all the way down before kissing your clit softly making you squirm under him.

“Sadly princess you didn’t follow instructions, you were supposed to play with yourself the whole time. You know what that means right?~” Nanami says in a steamy tone crawling up onto the bed and maintaining eye contact the whole time.

You shift under him before you answer; “punishment.” You say softly and before you know it Nanami has you bent over his lap. He would find any excuse to spank you a little he loved to see your ass jiggle.

“Count for me, my love.” Nanami commands before spanking you hard making the sound bounce off the walls.

“1,” you yell out biting on your bite and trying not to squirm he hated when you squirmed. “2,” smack, “3,” smack, “4-4,” smack.

“Say it again I couldn’t hear you,~” Nanami hums before spanking you again.

“4,” smack, “5,” smack. He helps you up before making you lie down on your back. He wanted to see all of you, every facial expression, every gasp for air, and seeing you go dumb from getting ruined. Kissing you on the forehead Nanami swipes his dick at your slick entrance before slowly thrusting into you. Still kissing your forehead he thrusts every inch into you making you gasp every time and gripping on his shoulders. “Such a good girl,~” Nanami praises before doing one last thrust deep inside of you. You claw at his back and throw your head back as it’s a mix of pain and pleasure. He stays still for a moment to help you get accustomed to his length and overall size.

“Move daddy please..” you plead softly rubbing the back of his neck now with your hands. He nods before gripping your hip with one hand and massaging one of your breasts. Nanami’s thrust starts out slow pace as a precaution but you nod like you know what he’s thinking and he starts to pick up the pace. You moan loudly as his dick begins to hit your cervix making him smirk softly. “You feel so good daddy I’ve missed you being inside of me,~” you purr grabbing his hand that was on your breast and making him cup your face. Now smiling Nanami cups your cheek starting to thrust deeper and faster into you. You begin to gasp for air trying to grab onto something and settling on the sheets. Nanami bites his lip as he leans down towards you planting his hands on either side of you.

“I’ve missed you more,~” he whispers in your ear before kissing and biting your neck leaving love bites all over before moving to the other side. This makes you clench harder around him and arch your back slightly. He uses a free hand to cup your ass then asks in a breathy tone; “can I choke you my love?” You nod ‘yes’ and him not caring to do the extra ‘let me hear you say it’ he just begins to choke you softly drilling deeper into you. You groan loudly as you cream around Nanami's dick again and like last time now he is chasing his release. He lets go of your throat to move your legs on top of his shoulders. You gasp at the new feeling it gives as he plows into you not giving you a chance to breathe or catch your breath. “Just a little longer love, fuck you’re so tight,” Nanami groans out in between kissing on your leg. He then starts biting your ankle slightly not knowing what to do to control his hunger for you. Within minutes he cums all inside of you painting your inner walls full of his seed. Nanami thrusts into you every now and then getting every last drop out before pulling out. He watched as both of your juices mixed together and begin to ooze out of your now empty pussy. You smile sleepily as you put your finger inside swirling it around before pulling it out and sucking on it. Nanami can’t help but just watch as you do so his dick twitching as you made eye contact with him. You sit up and crawl to the edge of the bed grabbing his dick into your hand.

“I can help clean you up daddy but only if you let me…” you coo kissing up and down his length that’s twitching at each touch. He nods hair falls into his face as he looks down at you. You go from kissing to licking up and down his length looking straight back at him. You take his sore swollen tip into your mouth swirling it around your tongue before bobbing your head. Nanami throws his head back placing his hand on the back of your head not applying pressure because he didn’t have to. You took his full length into your mouth not using your hands as you hollowed out your cheeks. Swirling your tongue underneath his length while simultaneously playing with his balls was throwing him through a loop.

‘Fuck why didn't I let her suck my dick sooner…’ Nanami thinks to himself as he feels you deep throat his dick making your nose brush up into his pubic hair. Nanami looks down as you're still looking up at him slobber all on your chin and around his dick. You begin to quicken the pace and the lewd sounds start to echo through the house as Nanami grunts and groans loudly. Smiling you pull away making him moan softly you then kiss his tip and lick the slit teasing him to no end. Nanami feels a shiver go down his spine and his dick twitches as he uses force pushing your head down onto his dick making you cough slightly. He lets you bob your head before coming deep down your throat while groaning your name and as he does so. Nanami makes sure you get every last drop so he continues bucking his hips until satisfied. You open your mouth slowly showing all the cum you are about to drink.

“Good girl, swallow.” Nanami commands breathless while watching as you keep your mouth open and swallow making the cum disappear. He helps you up before guiding you to the bathroom, “I love you, y/n…” he whispers in your ear before drawing a bath for the two of you.

You hum softly before purring, “I love you more Ken.” You then smile up at him before rolling off the bed. You make your way to the bathroom and drag Nanami along closing the door behind the two of you. Nanami goes over to the tub and starts the water making sure to add bubbles for the two of you to bathe together. You both hug onto each other while you wait for the water and bubbles to rise. Once the water is at a good level you both sit in the bath and Nanami follows steps in to sit behind you-you move slightly forward to make space for him to get in. Once he’s behind you completely you lean back into him then tilt your head back into him too.

“Thank you for bringing me here. It’s been nice to finally relax, not be scared, or trying to survive to get by.” You vent out as you play with bubbles with one hand and hold Nanami’s hand with the other. “You kept your word..” you say trailing off at the end as you look up at him; he can see the tears pooling in your eyes and smiles at you softly.

“I’m glad I could do this for you and like I said you deserve it. You mean the world to me, y/n I’ll do anything to make sure you’re happy.” He expounds squeezing your hand as reassurance. Nanami kisses your hair before you lean forward grabbing both of your washcloths and pouring liquid soap into both. “Do you need your shower cap?” He inquires as he gets up to grab it as it’s on the counter.

“YES! OH MY GOD!” You exclaimed as you stopped everything that you were doing. Nanami chuckles getting back into the bath and handing it to you. You pass him your wash cloth slowly putting on your shower cap as your hands aren’t too wet once you're done you go back to grab your wash cloth but Nanami is already scrubbing your back. You hum in appreciation as you close your eyes as he grabs your breastplate so he can hold you still.

“I never told you what happened to those two felons. I can tell you if you want to know?” Nanami asks out of the blue truly catching you off guard. You stand still practically frozen and just nod your head ‘yes’ in agreement so he continues. “I called the police while I was on the way to get you and as I took you to the hospital they apprehended the two. While you were in the hospital I explained to them what happened; they did an investigation. And come to find out you weren’t the first woman they did this to. I’m glad Toji saved you when he did the other women that came forward with their stories were…gut wrenching. They’ll both be in prison for a long time and won’t be able to hurt you anymore…” Nanami explains as he moves on to washing the rest of your body and you fall silent.

“Thank you…” is all you can muster just staring forward not saying a word until you both were done bathing and drying off. “I want to talk to Toji..” you blurt out taking your shower cap off and switching it out for a bonnet as you bow your head deep in thought not being able to look at Nanami.

“Of course, princess. I’ll get in contact with him and invite him over; is tomorrow good?” Nanami offers before asking his question and you nod ‘yes’ in agreement. Still silent you slip on the same nightgown you had on earlier and crawl into bed. “Would you like a cigarette lovely you look troubled?” He suggests pulling a cigarette out of the vintage musical cigarette dispenser he got you as you’ve been begging for one for a while now. Once again nodding ‘yes’ you part your lips for him to tuck it in between before he sparks it for you.

You take a long drag heaving out a painful sigh as you exhale.“Come lay with me…” you command patting the side of the bed he usually sleeps on. Nanami slips a pair of boxers and lounge pants on before plopping on the bed after grabbing a cigarette himself. Before he can spark it you snag the lighter out of his hand lighting it for him and he smirks inhaling and then exhaling just as slow. You guys smoke in silence for a while before you put yours out cuddling into Nanami’s chest and falling asleep again. It was only noon at the moment but he couldn’t make himself disturb you at all.

‘I guess grocery shopping is off the table for today…’ Nanami thinks to himself as he rubs your side softly.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*𝑀𝐼𝒩𝒪𝑅 𝒯𝐼𝑀𝐸𝒮𝒦𝐼𝒫 𝒯𝒪 𝒯𝐻𝐸 𝒩𝐸𝒳𝒯 𝒟𝒜𝒴 𝑀𝒪𝑅𝒩𝐼𝒩𝒢 𝒯𝐼𝑀𝐸 | 𝒯𝒪𝒥𝐼 ’𝒮 𝒫𝒪𝒱✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Nanami texted him yesterday that you requested to talk to him to say he wasn’t excited to see you would be a lie. He missed you and actually missed taking care of you but it was nice to have Megumi back home. After everything happened Nanami paid Toji ¥700,000 yen for protecting you and saving you. It helped him a lot and Toji was able to put his son into a private school in Tokyo where Megumi was able to finally make friends. Nanami also let him keep the car as he said ‘I don’t need it..’ and of course, Toji took it-it was better than walking.

As he pulled into you and Nanami’s driveway his mouth dropped; this house was huge. ‘I mean a pretty and sweet girl like her deserves the world so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised..’ Toji thinks to himself as he parked the car and got out of the car. Strolling up to the door before he could even knock you swing the door open grinning from ear to ear.

You jump onto Toji hugging him around his neck, “I missed you Toji..thank you for saving me.” You whisper into his ear leaving him in shock he then slowly starts to wrap his arms around you not sure if he should or shouldn’t.

“Toji, I see she missed you,” Nanami says greeting Toji before chuckling slightly and turning back into the house.

‘This is too good to be true..’ Toji thinks as you let go holding his hand and leading him into the house. Just like the outside the inside is breathtaking; she leads him to the couch and pushes him so he’ll sit down. When he does she plops down next to him as Nanami makes a pot of coffee.

“So, what did you wanna say to me that I had to come all the way out here?” Toji inquires still looking around the house from the couch really eyeing the walls.

“I wanted to formally thank you for helping me and alerting Kento. Who knows what would’ve happened if you both didn’t act so quickly.” You explain looking straight at Toji he catches your eyes mesmerized just as he was the first time. Your eyes are full of love, calmness, and warmth which was a great shift from what they were beforehand but they had a hint of lust. He tries to ignore it before he realizes you’re touching his arm suddenly Nanami comes and sits down in an admirable chair passing everyone a cup before leaning back and sipping his. You don’t stop touching Toji which confuses him; he glances at Nanami who just nods in agreement at Toji.

‘What the actual fuck is going on?’ Toji questions himself before he feels you snake your hands lower as the nod wasn’t for Toji but for you.

“Okay, brat what do you have planned?” Toji teases looking dead at you now making you shift under his gaze. He loves to see you melt or squirm as he knows you always feel his gaze.

“Toji, will you have a threesome with me and Nanami? I’ve known you’ve liked me and I like you, Nanami doesn’t mind he’ll enjoy it…~” You coo at Toji palming the tent growing in his pants making him bite his lip.

Toji runs your request through his head before nodding ‘yes’; “I’ve always wanted to do a threesome. You better be ready to get ruined by two men brat.” Toji teases smirking before looking at Nanami for confirmation.

Nanami smiles putting his cup down before speaking. “Yes Toji, don’t worry she told me first and asked me and I agreed.” Toji grins before looking back at you who’s practically devouring him with your eyes. “I have a surprise for everyone follow me..” Nanami states standing up and walking to the other end of the room you all follow before congregating in front of a door. Nanami pulls a key out and unlocks it beckoning you both to go in. Toji goes in first and chuckles softly as you walk in next and gasp with excitement.

“Woahhhh, Nanami you’re so full of surprises!” You yell as you jump on top of the deep crimson red bed that’s in the center of the room. “When did you do this?” You inquire looking around the room as your curiosity grows.

“It’s been done love I just wanted to save it for a special moment…” Nanami explains before closing the door behind himself. Toji takes a look around walking slowly looking at all the sex toys adorning the walls and inside of a glass cabinet. From wooden paddles, to rope, to butt plugs they were everywhere in this room.

“You ready?” Toji asks turning to you who was already naked as Nanami tied you to the bed. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes’,~” Toji teases seductively as he walks towards the bed. “You know I thought about this for a while now..” he confesses quietly while trailing his finger up and down your torso.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*𝒮𝐸𝒳 𝒟𝒰𝒩𝒢𝐸𝒪𝒩 𝒢𝐸𝒯𝒯𝐼𝒩𝒢 𝒯𝐼𝐸𝒟 𝒰𝒫 | 𝒴𝒪𝒰𝑅 𝒫𝒪𝒱✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Seeing Toji so lustful for you was an unknown feeling for you, you could melt under his gaze. Your limbs are tied to each bedpost Nanami tests if it’s too tight and if it’s secure. After making sure both men begin to strip; they’re two bodies being super similar but also so different. They both have a similar stature, similar body type super muscular but the difference is that Toji has scars all over his torso. You stare at his body looking him up and down as you study his scars. Two big scars make an ‘X’ on his chest, a couple on his upper arms, and a gunshot wound near his stomach. Toji chuckles as you gawk at him making him snap his fingers to get you out of your deep thoughts.

“You just gonna keep staring?” Toji teases making the first move by crawling on the bed. His eyes fixated on your wet slick entrance staring back at him, Toji swipes his fingers up and down your entrance making you buck a little. He chuckles to himself before toying with your clit rubbing it in a circular motion and spitting on it every now and then. Nanami stands by your head slapping his dick on your face as he leans onto the bed supporting himself by grabbing the headboard with his right hand. You smile up at him before kissing his tip and taking his whole length into your mouth bobbing your head slowly. You wanted to drag every bit of cum out of him slowly swirling your tongue under his dick making him buck softly.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*𝐹𝐿𝒜𝒮𝐻𝐵𝒜𝒞𝒦 𝒯𝒪 𝒴𝐸𝒮𝒯𝐸𝑅𝒟𝒜𝒴 | 𝒩𝒜𝒩𝒜𝑀𝐼 ’𝒮 𝑀𝐸𝑀𝒪𝑅𝒴 𝐹𝐼𝑅𝒮𝒯 𝒫𝐸𝑅𝒮𝒪𝒩✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

I watched as she fluttered her eyes open yawning softly before sitting up slowly. “You slept well?” I inquired rubbing her head softly and then kissing her cheek.

You nod ‘yes’ before turning to me, “I want to do more than just thank Toji, I want to have that threesome now.” You just blurted it out just waking up which stunned me but I smiled at you rubbing your cheek.

“You know it’ll be rough right? We won’t be holding back on you princess,” I ask looking her in her eyes searching to see if y/n has any apprehension about the idea. I had a lot planned for the day you said ‘you wanted a threesome’ and I guess tomorrow will be the day.

“Yes, I’m touched starved from being in the coma!” You exclaim pouting a little which makes me chuckle before I nod my head in agreement.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*𝐵𝒜𝒞𝒦 𝒯𝒪 𝒲𝐻𝐸𝑅𝐸 𝒲𝐸 𝐿𝐸𝐹𝒯 𝒪𝐹𝐹 | 𝒴𝒪𝒰𝑅 𝒫𝒪𝒱✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

You hollow your cheeks out making lewd noises as you bob your head a little faster now. You softly begin to moan as Toji begins to finger you which made things more difficult for Nanami. He fingers you at a quick pace with his rough and calloused fingers which felt surprisingly amazing inside of you. As Toji stuffed you full with 3 fingers Toji suddenly leans up with his head now inches from your breast. Nanami now bucks his hips deep down your throat forcing you to relax to further please him. Nanami curses softly as he tilts his head back and starts to grip the back of your head. You mewl around his dick as Toji begins to suck on your pointy nipples switching from one to the other and starting to curl his fingers into you. You pull away from Nanami as your stomach begins to become warm and the coil inside you tightens.

“Don’t stop sucking pretty girl.~” Nanami commands grabbing your face and stuffing his dick back into your mouth shocking you and making you gag which only makes him buck his hips harder. While moaning around Nanami’s dick you buck your hips as you cum. You shower Toji’s lower torso with your juices making him chuckle as he pulled away from your now swollen nipples. Toji continues to finger you till you ride out your high he then pulls them out before sucking his fingers clean.

“You taste so sweet,~” Toji praises before he gets off the bed completely once satisfied and goes towards the glass case. He pulls out a vibrator, lube, and butt plug your eyes widen with excitement as you see what he’s grabbing.

Just as you look up at Nanami he looks down at you looking drunk from lust; “you are doing so well continue to be a good girl and we’ll reward you.~” Nanami explains in a breathy tone still bucking deep down your throat as tears begin to roll down your cheeks. Nanami’s dick twitches in your mouth as he hits the back of your throat cuming down it and painting your esophagus with his thick hot cum. You open your mouth as he pulls his dick out of it showing off the cum making bubbles gargling it like mouthwash. “Fuck, princess swallow.” He commands while stumbling backwards and you do as he says swallowing every last drop. Toji unties your legs and pushes them up to your chest showing off your glistening pussy and tight asshole.

“Come look at this Nanami…” Toji says beckoning Nanami to look at the artwork in front of them. Your love spot just clenches and unclenches as it’s empty and yearning to be stuffed. “So gorgeous,~” Toji praises as he licks up the juices that are dripping from your waterfall of a cunt. Both men get mesmerized by how beautiful you look showing all your holes staring for what felt like ages. Suddenly you feel a cold liquid being rubbed on your puckering hole and you squirm a bit making Nanami smack your ass.

“Stay still my love it’s just lube. Make sure to relax your lower half so it won’t hurt as much, okay?” Nanami explains before asking if you are okay you nod ‘yes’ which makes him smirk at you. “You know you must use your words, princess,” he states patting you on the head.

“Yes, yes daddy I understand..” you say closing your eyes and focusing on relaxing. But just as you do you feel Toji’s finger probing your insides trying to get it used to the feeling. You moan softly biting your lip trying not to squirm soon another finger accompanies the first one stretching your asshole further. Toji looks inside your now slightly gapping asshole and then spits in it making it pucker up. He makes a ‘tsk tsk’ sound with his tongue before rubbing the buttplug at your tight entrance. Slowly pushing it in till your hole swallows it letting the bejeweled part sparkle under the low LED lighting.

“Good job brat, you ready to suck me off. I might be the longest you’ve ever had,” Toji praises before standing up showing off his long girthy dick. It was definitely longer than Gojo’s and you felt like you were going to break during that so this was beyond you.

You gawk at it as both men switch positions; “ you ready princess?” Nanami asks swiping his tip at your slick entrance which makes you squirm slightly. “Remember what I said,~” he coos in your ear before thrusting suddenly into you making you yelp as the pain mixes with ecstasy. Nanami begins to thrust into you making the headboard hit the back of the wall demolishing your walls already. He makes sure to invade every inch of your pussy making you gasp for air as your legs are on his shoulders. The wet sounds of your parts colliding fill the air before you could even start to enjoy it Toji turns your head to his horse like appendage you’d call a dick.

“Relax that throat of yours,~” Toji teases seductively before rubbing his tip on your lips. You part your lips inviting him in which only excites him; Toji bucks his hip thrusting only half of his dick down your throat.

‘How is this even possible? I don’t know if I can take all of him? I bet he’s 12 inches long, fuck!’ You think to yourself as you try to take Toji as far as you can before gagging. Toji once again only takes that as a sign to go deeper grabbing the back of your head and looking down at you smirking deviously.

“Take it all you slutty brat,~” Toji says in a steamy voice as he began to buck his hips to reach the deeper depths of your esophagus. You moan as Nanami continues to drill into you not really giving you room to react as every thrust is right after the other at the fastest pace he’s ever fucked up.

“You’re so tight for me princess, fuck. Do you like fucking two men at once?~” Nanami groans resting his head on your feet as he continues to thrust deeper and deeper into you almost breaking your cervix. You moan around Toji’s dick making him grunt as almost all of him is deep in your throat making him grin.

“I think she does, this isn’t her first rodeo,” Toji says in a breathy tone gripping your head a little tighter not too tight knowing some spots still have to be slightly sore. You moan in agreement before looking up at Toji's eyes yours full of tears as they start to fall down your face. “Such a good brat keep it up I’ll bless you with my cum,~” Toji teases as he bucks a couple more times before throwing his head back. “Fuck-k, y/n!” Toji groans as his dick twitches he then grabs the headboard thrusting faster into your throat. You close your eyes focusing on breathing through your nose. Within the next couple of brutal thrusts he cums deep into your throat as you choke cum comes out of your nose and sides of your mouth. “Awww swallow like a good brat,” Toji says loosing his grip on the headboard and starting to stand up straight. His dick slips out of your mouth with a popping sound as cum spills out of your mouth. “Haha made her go mute, swallow it before you choke on it,” Toji teases while laughing stroking his dick and getting ready for round 2. You do as he says swallowing then choking a little as his cum was thick and filled your mouth to the brim. But as you finish you gasp for air then moan loudly as Nanami puts your legs to the side getting sloppier with his thrust.

“I’m about to cum princess then we’ll stuff you full with both of us,” Nanami says in between grunts placing one hand on your legs to make your pussy tighter and the other on your throat. You mewl loudly as your stomach tightens and you buck your hips into him making him smirk. Soon after Nanami spills his seed deep into you making you both groan with happiness as the feeling of his hot cum feels your insides. Nanami pulls out suddenly making you whine softly as the sudden emptiness makes you sad. Toji untied your arms before picking you up and plopping onto the bed with you in his arms. Nanami comes behind you and pulls you in between his legs kissing and nibbling your ear. Toji starts kissing up and down your neck going over your already pre-existing love bites from Nanami. Nanami strokes his dick behind you as he looks at you as you melt under Toji’s touch slightly jealous but still aroused. Toji begins to fondle your breast squeezing your nipples hard and making you gasp even louder. “Now you’re going to be fully demolished by two cocks at the same time you ready?” Nanami inquires whispering in your ear which sends shivers down your spine.

“Yes, daddy I’m ready..” you say smiling at the both of them. Toji shifts you to the point your bejeweled ass is seen now he slowly pulls to buttplug out which makes you moan softly. Once done he places you back into Nanami’s lap with your glistening pussy pointing at him ready to be ruined. Nanami picks you up really quick by your ass cheeks spreading them apart as he had already put some lube on his dick and slowly pushes you down on his dick.

“Fuck your ass hole is tight relax princess remember to relax…” Nanami coos in your ear slowly slipping into you soon his whole dick disappears into your ass. You groan and moan until he becomes still you try to get accustomed to this foreign feeling. You relax slightly and Nanami takes that as a sign he starts to thrust slowly into you. You moan gripping onto Toji as he starts to assume the position.

“Be a good brat don’t squirm it’ll only make it worse for you,” Toji warns thrusting half of his length deep inside your slick pussy. With a mixture of your juices and Nanami’s cum you were extra slipper making it easier for Toji. You clenched your teeth as this wasn’t what you expected but you loved the feeling. The feeling of being stuffed full of both men; two very handsome men at that. Toji quickens his pass as he pushes his whole length inside of you making you gasp for air which is short lived as Nanami picks up the pace as well. Toji thrusts in as Nanami thrusts out keeping a nice rhythm for a while, you’ve become silent just moan softly every now and then. The loudness of each body collides and juices being mixed is intoxicating enough. You’ve become overstimulated which is a first for you then out of nowhere Toji pulls out the vibrator turning it on the highest speed and placing it on your clit. “Hold this and don’t drop it, got it?” He asks clenching his fists as he leans over you slamming deep inside you. It felt as if he broke through your cervix and was rearranging your insides. As the vibrator meets with your swollen and pulsating clit you howl loudly throwing your head back onto Nanami’s shoulder.

“What did I tell you, princess? We wouldn’t be holding back,~” Nanami teases in your ear and all you can do is moan and groan. The two men thrust deeper and deeper into you becoming more and more sloppy with each thrust. You grab onto Toji’s back clawing at it with one hand as you feel your stomach warm up and tighten again for the third time today. You groan loudly as you buck your hips fluid spraying all over everyone as you are spent becoming a limp trembling mess on these two men.

“See, we fucked her dumb she can barely even moan!” Toji yells teasing you as he throws his head back grabbing your legs and putting them into the sky. He kisses your feet before whispering a string of curse words before releasing deep within you. It coats his whole dick oozing out the side of your pussy before he pulls out and it just spills out onto the bed. Toji scoops up the liquid that spills out with one hand and opens your mouth with his other hand. You lick his digits clean as you stare deep into his soul all he can do is smirk before you pull his fingers out making a pop. Nanami grabs your hips as he thrusts deeper into you making you scream before he paintings your asshole walls full of his cum. He slowly pulls out and lays you down as you are literally saying nothing just trembling as you’re a limp mess. Before you know it you’ve fallen asleep on the bed with cum coming out of both holes.

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Zuko x Reader

Mentions: Betrayal, Angst, Arguing, suicidal thoughts, Happy ending.

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“Zuko, she’s a traitor. She didn’t take our side.”, Azula said to her “darling” brother. She’s always manipulating and gaslighting him. “No, I’m not. Zuko, please. We were doing so well and living a good life us and your uncle. Please.” You said crying. Your heart was aching, hoping he wouldn’t believe Azula’s horrible lies and follow her path in life. You have loved Zuko more than anything, since your childhood. “She went against us, and so did our uncle. I bet she’s even lying about being in love with you.” Azula said while rubbing his back. You knew all Zuko ever wanted was approval from his family to get his honor back. In proving he’s worthy of his family name. “ Zuko I am in love with you! Don’t listen to her.” You pleaded. You were practically on your knees at this point. “Azula is correct...I’m in love with you that’s what’s wrong…you betrayed us. You went against us and the fire nation.” Zuko said and then looked away. Your heart broke into a million pieces. You felt like time stopped. Tears ran down your cheeks. It felt like you couldn’t breathe, you felt pressure on your chest. “ You’re doing what’s right brother,” Azula reassured him and it brought you back to your senses. “You bitch! You’re lying to him! You don’t care about him! You’re using him! You’ve been hurting him since we were all children. Even now!” You yelled standing up, suddenly feeling a burning sensation on your arm and neck. Azula burned you. Zuko wanted to run over to you, but Azula stopped him.

Once everyone was at the Fire Nation you and Iroh were locked up in separate gender prisons. Your wounds were treated there. There wasn’t a day you didn’t cry. All you want is to live happily with Zuko. Marry him and have kids, but you were currently in what probably felt like hell. You were devastated, disappointed, angry, heartbroken, betrayed, yet you still love him.

A month or so passed. You heard a guard walk in, “ You have a visitor.” he said to you. “Leave us alone,” Zuko ordered and the guard obeyed the Fire Nation’s prince. “I’m here. I’ve been thinking about you..us. I love you y/n.” he said with tears forming. “You don’t love me enough. If you did…I wouldn’t be here…alone..cold…treated horribly, wanting to die. I want to kill myself. I can't take it anymore. This prison is torture. You know what’s funny, is that you betrayed me and I’m still in love with you. I still want a bright future with you. I’m so stupid to even need or want that while I’m locked up.” You cried feeling like you were slowly losing yourself. You faced away from him. “I don’t want you here. I’ll speak to Azula…I promise I’ll get you out of here. I love you so much…hold on a bit longer.” he said wanting to hold you in his arms but those stupid bars were in the way. He left. Time passed since the first visit. Weeks maybe months, you couldn’t tell. Many thoughts ran through your mind.

Did he move on?

Is he dating Mai?

He left and didn’t take me with him?

Does he think I’m a waste of time?

He’s dead?

The truth was he was caught visiting you. He was being watched since then. He was finding a way to leave with you and Iroh. Somehow every time he’d come up with a plan there was always a dead end, however, he’s not giving up.

He pulled out a scroll that had you drawn on it. He got ready to sleep opened the scroll and spoke. “ My love, Y/n whenever I close my eyes I always picture you there. Throughout my days I see you in people's faces. It’s driving me crazy but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I swear I’ll be coming back for you. I love you y/n, more than anything. Don’t worry…hold on longer please.” he closed his eyes crying himself to sleep.

Suddenly a week later team Avatar showed up and caused a huge scene, while Azula and the Fire Nation’s soldiers were after them Zuko took it as an opportunity. He let you and Iroh free and an hour later team Avatar took pity on you. Next thing you know, you all were on Appa, flying away. “ Thank you. We appreciate it very much.” Zuko said pulling you close to him. They were shocked by Zuko. A. Zuko is in love. B. Being kind. C. Thankful.

“No problem,” Aang said with a smile. Everyone else nodded. “ I love you. I’m sorry,” he spoke looking down at you. You nodded forgiving him, cuddling up to him.

As nightfall came Appa landed. The camp was set. You went down by the lake to wash up. Zuko followed you. “ I’ll keep watch just in case.” you rolled your eyes. You undressed carefully walking into the lake. The water was cold but soothing. You made sure you were completely clean. Head to toe. Zuko turned to watch you for some reason you didn’t mind. “Hey may I join you?” he asks with a blush on his cheeks. You decided it was time to get intimate physically with him. “Y-Yes. I’d like that,” you replied nervously. A few minutes you found out you had nothing to be nervous about. He washed up as well. “I’m glad we’re together once again. This time I know it’s forever even though the war is still going on,” he spoke moving closer towards you. You felt his hand on your waist. “I’m in love with you y/n.” you smiled and hugged him tightly, “I know, I’m in love with you too Zuko.” Suddenly your lips touched his. Your tongues roamed each other's mouths until you guys had to catch your breaths. He placed pecks on your neck and also left hickeys behind. You moaned in the process. Once you guys finished you got back into your clothes. You guys walked into the cave you were all resting in, Zuko grabbed the blanket he had brought along, and spread it on the ground. “Is..Zuko..can we sleep together?” you asked. You only dared to ask him because you got privacy from the others. “Yes. I’d like that,” he replied. You held onto reach other warming up. After a while, his hands began to roam your body. You didn’t mind it at all. If anything it made you feel closer to him. You snuggled closer. “ I’m never letting go of you my love,” he whispered. Your hearts burned with so much love.

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Who’ll Stop The Rain?

Tim Wright/Masky x Gender Neutral Reader

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Genre: Comfort, fluff, slight angst but nothing heavy, not explicitly romantic

Summary: The thunder rouses you from a nightmare-filled sleep, and in your distress you run to Tim for comfort

Content/Warnings: None really, reader has nightmares due to unspecified trauma but nothing is explicitly written, Tim is a little emotionally constipated but does his best, no explicit romance.

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You nearly jump out of your skin when the screaming thunder rips you from your fitful sleep. You sit up so fast you almost fall out of bed, your jaw hanging open like you’re trying to cry out despite no sound leaving your throat. Your chest is heaving so fast you start to choke on your breath. It takes a moment for your eyes to focus, and even longer still for you to remember where you are.

Do you recognize this place?

Home?

This isn’t home.

No. Not quite.

A home, yes, but not your home.

The TV is still on.

The wallpaper is still peeling.

The shag rug is still discolored.

You know where you are.

You look around for a second, taking in your surroundings and making sure your assessment was correct. It’s like a flood of memories coming back to you in an instant, and for a second it’s almost calming. That is, until you get to the part that made you so afraid in the first place.

The nightmares have been pervasive for weeks now. You’re not sure why. It’s some sort of episode you think, one of these days it’ll stop, but it’s been wearing on you. You’ve hidden it from Tim as best you can. You don’t want him to worry, that’ll only make you feel worse, and usually it’s easy enough to shake the thoughts from your mind.

Usually.

But this time it’s lingering, an unwanted guest meandering in the doorway for an uncomfortable amount of time, like dirty smoke permeating everything around it and yellowing the walls with its horrible malodor.

God, it’s everywhere.

You squeeze your eyes shut, bringing your knees to your chest and hiding your face in them. It’s a feeble attempt to calm yourself, to stop the images of your nightmare from flashing in your mind over and over again, but it does little to help.

The thunder cries out again and you yelp in surprise, the harsh noise cutting through the static buzzing taking over your mind. It irritates the pounding headache you can feel coming on. You’re exhausted, only being kept awake by the obscene amounts of adrenaline being pumped through your veins.

God, it won’t go away.

There are just some thoughts that can’t be forced out no matter how hard you try. They can’t be pushed away or covered up or cut out of you. You can only wait until they dissolve on their own, but right now they feel like a cement block weighing you down from the inside.

The headache is coming on faster than you thought, and you wince under the pressure of pins and needles in the back of your head.

God, it hurts.

You can’t stay here.

You can’t stay in this room.

It’s like the walls are closing in on you, the darkness barely shrouding their approach.

It’s not safe here.

You need Tim.

He’ll know what to do.

You jump from your bed and tumble to the floor, not even taking a moment to acknowledge the pain as you thrash your way out of the covers tangled around your ankles. You barely manage to stumble to your feet, slamming into the doorway as you flee the room. It stings, but you don’t care.

You’ve forgotten all pleasantries or manners as you burst into Tim’s room, slamming the door open so fast the knob rattles from the impact. Tim jolts awake with a grunt of surprise, and for a moment his hand jumps to grab the revolver he keeps in the dresser drawer. He only fumbles with the handle for a moment before he blinks a few times and pauses. He squints at you, tilts his head, then sighs in both relief and annoyance.

He collapses back onto the bed, rubbing his eyes.

“God…dammit, kid!” He groans, and you feel a pang of guilt that’s quickly washed away by the flood of tears stinging your eyes and burning your throat.

You rush to his bedside, collapsing against the mattress and gasping for air as you try to collect yourself. You try to breath in, but the air is forced back out of your lung before you can take a meaningful breath. You choke out a pitiful cry of Tim’s name, but with the old TV being the only light in the room and his vision still blurry with sleep he can’t see the distress that’s evident on your face.

He turns over onto his side, brows furrowed in annoyance and a hint of a scowl on his lips.

“What do you need, kid?”

You don’t get to answer before the thunder comes down again, making you flinch and forcing a surprised noise from your mouth. Tim turns and looks out the window, sighing and rolling his eyes.

“Is it the thunder, huh? You scared, kid?”

“Yes,” You finally choke out.

He pauses, his expression instantly shifting to one of concern. He scrambles to sit up, making room for you on the bed.

“Okay, okay,” He says softly, “Come on, get up here, I got you.”

You claw at the sheets as you climb up into bed with him, your hands immediately finding his body and grabbing onto his shirt. You pull yourself into him so desperately he almost falls over, barely managing to catch himself just in time to keep you both from going down.

He’s almost as frantic as you are, large hands fumbling with you as he clumsily pulls you onto his lap and into his chest. Your legs wrap around him instinctively, your fingers clutching the back of his shirt so hard your knuckles are getting sore. It hurts, but you can’t let go. You hiccup and your breath stutters as you fight for air.

“Hey, hey,” He whispers, trying to keep you still against him without crushing you, “Are you hurt or anything?”

“No,” You answer, not relaxing your grip for a second. You feel Tim nod.

“Okay, okay. What’s wrong, kid, what’s got you all worked up?” He asks. Hopefully you can’t hear that little shake in his voice.

“N-Nightmare,” is the only reply you can stutter out, but it says enough. It strikes a nerve somewhere deep inside of Tim’s being, and it hurts like hell. He knows what it’s like to wake up screaming, terrified and alone.

You’re not alone, though. Not this time. He won’t let you suffer like that.

…But god, he is so bad at this.

He loves you with everything he’s got, but he can count on one hand the amount of times he’s come right out and said it. It’s embarrassing for him, that’s all, the words taste contrived and sticky in his mouth and it’s just unbearable. It’s not something he can make himself do.

What else can he possibly say?

He ponders that question as he keeps you against him, almost afraid to let you go. He can feel your hot tears soaking through his thin night shirt now. He doesn’t know how to stop them. He’s always suffered alone, he doesn’t even have a frame of reference here.

Think, dammit, think, Tim.

He won’t tell you everything is okay. It’s not, it never will be, and he’s not going to lie to you.

He won’t tell you to stop crying. It’d be a horrible thing to ask of you, full stop. Christ, at this point, you deserve a good cry.

He won’t stay quiet. It’s completely out of the question, he has to say something, and it has to be the truth.

He has to tell you the truth.

“…You’re safe with me, kid,” He sputters, trying to get the words out as fast as possible, “You’re safe, I ain’t gonna let nothing happen to you. Not ever.”

You go quiet for just a moment, like you’re surprised to hear that. Then you hiccup and suck in a harsh breath, and the sobs roll in once more. He sighs and starts to rub your back in smooth circles.

“Whatever’s scarin’ you, kid,” He mutters in your ear, “I won’t let it get you. Nothing‘s gonna get to you while I’m here. You can sit here in my lap all night if you want, I ain’t lettin’ you go nowhere ‘til you feel safe.”

As he talks, you slowly start to calm down. It’s gradual, but when he stops talking your hiccups and sobs have gotten just a bit quieter. Your grip on his shirt has loosened a little, too.

You believe him.

God, you really do believe him.

And for some reason, that’s the most amazing thought that’s ever crossed his mind. You really do trust him to keep you safe.

He plans to keep it that way.

He adjusts you in his hold just a bit, moving to lean back against his pillows. He tightens his grip a bit just to keep you from moving. He doesn’t want you to think he’s trying to get away from you, he just wants you both to be comfortable.

Both of his hands rest on your back, slowly sliding up and down as you hide your face in the crook of his neck. Your body shivers against him, the heaving in your chest starting to level out bit by bit as you catch your breath. He can feel your lungs expand and contract with each breath.

He reaches up to scratch the back of your head, his other arm wrapping around you. He listens intently as your voice quiets until you’re silent, and then the only thing he can hear is your steady breathing.

He just sits there for a minute when he realizes he’s actually managed to calm you. He’s almost impressed with himself. In any other universe, that was probably a disaster.

His hands still and move to rest on your back once more. He doesn’t feel the need to keep you held so tight now. You’re not going anywhere.

Are you even awake?

He turns his head to look at you, and you stir a bit in response. He quickly turns his head back so as not to wake you if you are asleep. He’s not going to get up until you are.

He sighs softly to himself, his eyes turning back to the TV and whatever trashy sitcom he fell asleep too a few hours ago. He doesn’t really care. He won’t be up for much longer. Now that the adrenaline has worn off the exhaustion is quickly taking over, not to mention the warmth and comfortable pressure of you laying on top of him is more relaxing than he’d like to admit.

He’s only just allowed his eyes to flutter shut when he feels you stir, and suddenly they fly open again. He stays still, but alert. You’re not having another nightmare, are you? Shit…

He tenses as he listens to you, watching your movements carefully. You don’t seem upset, at least not yet, but that can change in an instant.

He’s ready to hold onto you if you freak out. He’s thinking about where he last left the first aid kit, just in case. He’s wondering what he’ll have to say this time if he can’t bring you down again.

But then you go still.

And you’re quiet.

And you’re breathing steadily.

And everything’s okay again.

Then Tim flinches as an unexpected mumble of his name falls from your lips, and he turns to look at you in surprise and slight concern.

“Yeah, kid? What is it?”

He gets no response.

Your eyes are closed. You’re asleep.

Thank God.

He huffs at his own anxiousness before laying his head back again. He pats your back softly, and his eyelids are starting to feel heavy again.

“You know what?” He whispers as he reaches to pull a blanket over both of you, “I’ll ask you in the morning. Sweet dreams, kid.”

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bibbityboppitybillyharvgrove · 6 months

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Always There - Chapter Sixteen: S.Snape

Summary: Y/N Potter was left with a baby to care for after her brother and sister-in-law were murdered by Voldemort. One person was there for her, a person she didn’t expect but soon became her comfort person, Severus Snape. During Harry’s third year at Hogwarts and her third year as Herbology professor, a few old friends come around again. Y/N has to handle the feelings of these old friends being around again as well as handle her feelings for a certain potions master all while she tries to hide these things from her godson.

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Pairings: Severus Snape x Female Professor Reader, Potter!Reader x friend!Remus, Sister!Reader x James Potter, Potter!Reader x Friend!Sirius

Chapter Warnings: Female Reader, Potter Reader(No physical description of reader) probably shitty writing, Harry growing up in a loving home, Umbridge, not proofread,

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After the nephew and aunt had made up, the pair made their way to the great hall where they could go eat dinner. She was eager to see how Severus’ observation went. She rushed to the teacher’s table, sitting beside Severus and quickly asked, “How did your observation go, honey?”.

“I don’t think she likes me but I’m here to stay,” He replied, turning to look his partner in the eye, “That means we get to celebrate together, right?”

“Duh, I can’t wait.”

The two had quickly eaten their dinner before rushing off to their quarters for the night, Minerva shooting her a wink as they left. The rest of their night was spent tangled in the sheets, cuddled together after their ‘celebration’. His hand was lightly tracing up and down her spine and hers was playing with his free hand. “Marry me?” Severus asked after a long and calming silence, his voice light and filled with love.

“What?” Y/N replied, slightly shocked and not knowing if she heard the man correctly.

“Marry me, we’ve been together for a while now, we don’t know what the future holds and I want to be able to call you my wife.”

“Of course I’d marry you! I love you so much. I’d love to be able to call you my husband.”

That night they celebrated a little extra, the two of them exhausted the next morning but it was worth it to them. As they were getting ready, Severus handed her a velvet box, motioning for her to open it. Once she did, she was met with a gorgeous ring, an emerald and ruby ring sitting in the box, shining brightly under the light. “Oh Severus, it’s so beautiful! Where did you get it?” She gushed over the ring as she looked at the man in front of her.

“I’ve had it for a while, I would’ve given it to you last night but we were quite busy,” Severus teased her, dropping a kiss to the top of her head before taking the ring out of the box and sliding it onto her left ring finger, “I love you, Y/N Potter.”

“I love you, Severus Snape,” She smiled at him before kissing his lips. The two of them were all smiles and giggles as they walked to the great hall together for breakfast. Breakfast passed, as did the first few lessons of the day. She was currently teaching her fifth years about aquatic plants, some had been covered the previous year but they hadn’t gone in depth.

The students had taken notice of her chipper mood and the ring on her finger but decided against saying anything. As the class came to an end, Hermione took it upon herself to stay back along with Harry and Ron. The three of them bring up the lessons Harry was teaching other students for Defense Against the Dark Arts. “Aunt Y/N, we’re making a group where I’m teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts. We already had our first meeting and it looks like it’s going to be a bigger group than we expected. Do you know anywhere we could hold our meetings without anyone knowing?” Harry explained to his aunt. She took a minute to digest what he had just told her before responding.

“I’m going to pretend you didn’t tell me that, I am very proud of the young man you’re becoming, Harry. As for a good place to hold these meetings in secret, I think I know of a place. It’s called the room of requirement. It’s hidden on the 7th floor and will only appear to those who need it. Whatever you need, the room will conjure it,” She told the trio.

“I’ve read about it! You must walk by the room 3 times thinking of what you need and the room will appear!” Hermione explained enthusiastically.

“Now go to your next class, we never talked about this, got it?”

“Yes ma’am, you are bloody brilliant professor,” Ron replied, making her let out a chuckle.

“Thanks for that observation Ron. Now off you three go,” She told them, ushering them out the door.

The day went on as normal, as did dinner in the great hall except Dumbledore decided to make an announcement before the feast began. “Before we begin our feast, I would like to give my congratulations to Professors Snape and Potter for their recent engagement! On behalf of the rest of the teachers and the students, congratulations to the lovely couple!” Dumbledore announced. Y/N turned to Severus who was equally as surprised.

Applause erupted throughout the hall from both the professors and the students, the more surprising thing being the students because most of them hated Severus. He leaned over to whisper in her ear, “They’re clapping for you.” She turned to him with a devious look on her face.

“Oh I beg to differ. They’re clapping because they’re scared that you’ll fail them if you do. I mean, look at Malfoy, the boy hates me and yet he’s clapping. Just for you, honey,” She teased with a giggle. After looking over at said boy, Severus let out his own chuckle before agreeing with her observation.

“I think you may be right, my love.”

“Let the feast begin!” Dumbledore announced as the applause died down, the food appearing on the tables for all to begin eating. The man made his way to the couple with a smile on his face. “Congratulations again, you two,” He winked before making his way to the center of the table to his chair.

The rest of dinner was spent receiving multiple congratulations from staff and students as the couple left the main hall together. The pair of them making jokes to each other as they made their way to the dungeons. She still was not used to the cold in the dungeon, nor the smell but she was used to Severus who was a walking furnace and had the most comforting scent. He always had the smell of leather, fire and old books on him. He was somebody who was constantly working with fire for brewing potions, as well as working with books, some older than Dumbledore himself.

The pair go through their usual routine, having tea, then taking a bath together before getting ready for bed together. They would always read together before bed but instead they had recently just been talking about their days before going to sleep. Y/N and Severus holding onto one another as they talked and began drifting off together. Happy to be together and in each other’s arms.

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don’t you think saying you don’t care about the veracity of the data because you’re having fun watching the fandom get dunked on and simultaneously saying it’s irrelevant and the fandom should be glad that you brought attention to it is kind of a dick move? a fandom that only has 200 works probably didn’t want a whole lot of attention. I’m a data scientist and I feel like you have to understand the responsibility of data and your following especially if you’re not going to make sure that it’s correct.

Okay I wasn’t going to respond to this but apparently this needs to be addressed because this is not the only rude ask in my inbox.

I built and maintain this dashboard covering SIX MILLION fandoms for free. I have been making these posts highlighting fun fandom trends EVERY WEEK for free.

This is not my job and I do not get paid for this.

I spent hours last week rewriting my code to account for the new AO3 privacy changes to bring y’all correct fic counts including locked fics again. Then I spent another couple hours writing a script to calculate the percentage of locked fics in every single one of those six million fandoms and use that number to retroactively adjust the fic counts for the affected period.

So when it became apparent that somehow one small fandom did not get adjusted properly (and it’s quite feasibly not the only one), I just added a note to the original post, removed the TBS tag, and moved on. Because it didn’t seem worth any more of my free time to fix an issue that won’t be relevant next week since the underlying issue is already fixed.

My response was meant to be lighthearted (as are most of the responses to the original I’ve seen - idk where you got the idea that anyone is dunking on the TBS fandom). I thought it was entertaining that people were so excited/surprised to see TBS on their dash in 2024 and I made a joke about it reviving the fandom, while acknowledging that something was probably wonky with the data.

But overall, like everything in fandom, this dashboard and associated posts are not meant to be perfect. They are an act of love towards fandom that I put my best effort into and I expect people to understand that and respond with grace. I never intentionally mislead my followers and I try to acknowledge any errors when I find them, but anyone who expects perfection from a free blog needs to reconsider their own entitlement.

This kind of behavior makes me want to stop posting at all (since that’s the only way to guarantee there will be no errors). Please think twice before you send asks like this and if my methods do not align with your high standards, feel free to unfollow and create your own fandom stats blog.

#ao3 #ao3 stats #ao3 anon ask

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Momo - 16 Idol Album - Part 3: If I am with my loved one

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

[Disclaimer: I’m NOT a professional translator. I’m using my knowledge from 4 years of university. Please, feel free to let me know if you notice mistranslation/typo/error of any kind]

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Momo: Once I entered elementary school I started having football training very early in the morning, so I couldn’t go to radio calisthenics with my sister anymore

Momo: That must be the reason why, whenever I try to think about the past, all that comes to mind is about those days

Momo: Also, if we were so good to attend everyday, my dad would reward us with delicious juice!

Momo: While rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I used to hold my sister’s hand and go to the calisthenics exercise together

Yuki:... You have a good sister, don’t you? Despite being little children, you really sympathised with each other

Yuki:...however…

Momo: W-what…?

Yuki: You’re always the same. You never really changed

Momo: Uh…because I always wanted to handle the situation by myself?

Yuki: Correct. But, well…I can’t say I don’t like this side of you as well

Yuki: Because not everyone can do it. There are millions of people out here who say they’re the loveliest in the world and it’s just fine-sounding talk

Yuki: However you, Momo, spring right into action for other people’s sake. And you do it in a wonderful, cool, proud way.

Momo: …Yuki….

Yuki: That said, I can’t forgive the fact you never talk to me

Momo: Yes…

Yuki: I don’t want to be misunderstood, so I’m going to say it properly. I mean that I want you to share your pain and your struggles with me. That’s what a partner does, isn’t it?

Momo:...! Yes…! Yuki…! Your handsomeness level increased lately…!

Momo: You even talked properly in order to avoid misunderstandings…

Yuki: Yes. I’m learning a lot

Momo: Ahah… well, I think I’m getting to like myself more lately

Momo: I caused you a lot of trouble, but I could protect people who are important to me and I’m having an optimistic talk with you, my special person, while sharing that*

Momo: Back then even if I could protect people, I couldn’t share anything with them

Yuki: …not even with your sister?

Momo: I just couldn’t. Maybe because she was family

Yuki: How are things going, lately? Are you in contact with her?

Momo: Ah, yes! We have a good relationship. But we both work, so there aren’t many chances we can meet

Momo: She sent me her feedback on what she watches on TV and opinions on Re:vale new songs

Momo: She even tells me the exact second of a scene from an anime she enjoyed the most

Yuki: I see. I’d like to meet her again, it’s been a while

Momo: Ahah! So you want to meet my sister on a regular basis!

Yuki: I just want to see your face when you're together with your sister. Sometime I want to taste your little brother’s face, and the Momose aura you had when we first met

Momo: S-so that’s what you think about when you look at us! It’s pretty embarrassing…!

Yuki: I don’t think I’d have the chance to see you being taken by the hand with a sleepy face, unless you’re with Ruri san

Momo: I’m not that much of a sleepyhead anymore! My name isn’t “Yuki”...

Yuki: I was not like that years ago. I was the kind of child who would have gone to the radio calisthenics with a high spirit

Momo: What? You’re kidding

Yuki: I am

Momo: You scared me…! It’s heartbreaking when a handsome man lies as soon as he opens his mouth…

Momo: You’ve never done anything like radio calisthenics in your life, right?

Yuki: I haven’t. I don’t think I even knew there were something like that in the neighborhood

Momo: Well, if you’d have gone to the radio calisthenics you would have been just like you are when you’re on the stage, and everybody would be instantly thrown into an uproar

Momo: The old men who were playing gateball would have focused all their attention on you, and the old women as well, and all the children in the nearabouts too! And it wouldn’t have been radio calisthenics anymore. Definitely too dangerous…

Yuki: Radio calisthenics has such performance-oriented movements?

Momo: Uhm, well… actually, the way your arms go from around the waist to above may be considered a little scenographic…?

Yuki: Like this…?

Momo: Yeah! You’re good!

Momo: Fufu… ahahah! Ah, if only I was a Yuki… a Yukito kun’s neighbor, I would have taken you by hand and walked to the radio calisthenics together

Yuki: Is it okay to sleep on the park bench?

Momo: N-not at all…! We’re supposed to do it together! And then we could have a tasty juice once we’re done

Yuki: Isn’t radio calisthenics a children's activity?

Momo: It’s not only for children! There were also old men doing it

Yuki:.... then, when we’re old men, you’ll take me by hand and bring me to radio calisthenics

Yuki: You couldn’t do it in the past, but if you get challenged in the future you can do it

Momo: I see… you’re right..!

Momo: I can do everything I couldn’t in the past, if I don’t give up and think I can succeed

Momo: Thank you, Yuki. If you’re by my side, I’ll get to like myself and become stronger

The end

* I’ve found this sentence really hard to translate into English, so if you find a better way to translate it please let me know

#idolish7 #idolish7translation #revale #16 idol album #momo

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imtooscaredforthis · 1 year

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So Two Murderers Walk Into A Room…

Chapter Three: The Truth Isn’t So Bad

Mentions of: Murder, Homicidal Thoughts, Knives, Homicidal Tendencies, Mental Illness, etc.

A/N: I was super sleepy while editing this so please forgive grammar/spelling errors

Tags: @vandeaad @dead-bxxxtch-walking @moonshineinasippycup @stwbwwychan @mama-miya

He was right. You hate to admit when you’re wrong, but boy were you wrong. You truly are in some sort of fucked up dimension. And that entity thing, you saw it. After you sacrificed all those survivors. It was real.

In some strange way, you felt connected to it. Like it was controlling you. You shouldn’t want to be controlled. You never want to be controlled. But you like how you feel.

You get that familiar blissful feeling whenever you kill, but multiplied by ten. Right now, you feel amazing, the buzz and adrenaline running through your veins. You feel better than you’ve felt in a long time. Honestly, you wouldn’t mind doing this for eternity.

“Boo.” A voice suddenly whispered in your ear, making you shriek and turn on your heel, waving your knife around. A gloved hand caught your wrist, stopping you before you could do any damage.

It was that masked freak from before. He chuckled to himself lowly, and you could feel the smugness emanating from him. “Seems like I caught you red-handed, Sweetheart. You finally ready to confess?”

And just like that, your mood soured. Sweetheart. Who does this condescending prick think he is?

“Don’t call me that.” You hissed poisonously. “And I don’t have to tell you anything.”

“You don’t, but I’m sure I can get it out of you. You do have quite a bit of blood on you after all. Cute. So how many did you get? Two? Three?” He examined the knife in your hand, before releasing your wrist.

“Four, actually.” You corrected him, doing your best to stop your smile as you felt some sadistic pride grow in your chest. What are you doing? Why are you trying to please him?

“Ooooh, four. You got them all?” He asked. “Yeah, not like it was hard or anything. I was a district champion in track in High school, and I did gymnastics in college. So I have some extra skill when it comes to the hunt.”

You can’t help but find yourself getting sucked into this conversation with him. No one’s ever talked to you about murder before. It’s such a taboo subject, and yet, you’re here, talking to this man and treating it so casually. It’s so…freeing.

“See? Isn’t it nice being able to be yourself? Your true self? I knew you’d admit it eventually.” He remarked.

“Okay, you might’ve been right about some things, but not everything. Who are you, anyway?” You asked, realizing he never told you his name.

“Mmm, I go by a lot of things, but most people know me as Ghostface.” He said.

You repeated the name to yourself, before giggling. “You’re so weird.”

“Laugh all you want, but that name terrified anyone who heard it, especially those who read my name in the paper. The stories of what I did kept countless up at night, and I would’ve scared you too.” He stated in an irritated, almost threatening tone.

“Oh really?” You challenged him. “Yep. I’d have you changing your locks and everything. Maybe I’d even get you to move.”

“Well, you’re wrong, Ghostface. Because I’m not a pussy. I’m not scared of anything.” You replied, gesturing at him with your knife in hand, a big grin on your face.

He was oddly quiet for a moment and stood as still as a statue. Still, you could feel his eyes following your movement. Then, he spoke. “I have a feeling you and I are going to be good friends.”

Huh? Just when you thought you got under his skin, when you thought you finally deflated his huge ego, he bounced back immediately. Seems like you can’t push his buttons like he can push yours.

“Now, there’s lots for us to do. I need to show you around to the other realms and have you meet the other killers. That’ll be fun.” He remarked.

“Other killers?” You repeated. “Yeah, you didn’t think it was just us, did you? Now c’mon, let’s go.”

He wrapped an arm around your shoulder, leading you out of the woods.

–

It didn’t take long, just a little more walking before finding the other killers. There were around eleven, all grouped up together, waiting for another trial, you assumed. Many had more monster-like features, but others appeared to be human.

You weren’t afraid, but you were intimidated, and curious. Why did they look the way they did? Did they always look like that? Or did something change them? Do you look like that?

It’s been a while since you looked in a mirror, but you don’t think you do. You hope you don’t. One of the few things you pride yourself on is your looks. You’re beautiful. You know you are.

Not only is it nice to be pretty, but it’s good for sex, and it’s also easier to lure in your prey. That’s how you’ve killed and gotten away with your murders.

“Hey guys, welcome our newbie, _______! Isn’t she just the cutest?” He pushed you against him, before reaching up and squeezing your cheeks. Glaring at him, you smacked his hand away, slipping out of his grip.

Feeling all the attention on you, you glanced at the group, suddenly feeling shy. “Uh, hi.”

It’s strange, being around people and creatures that all now know your secret, even though you’ve spent your whole life hiding it. It’s even weirder knowing that they’re just like you.

Well, not just like you, but they obviously have to have some involvement with killing to be there.

“Well, hello there.” A lilac-haired man purred. He approached you quickly, taking your hand and pressing a kiss to the back of it. You blinked at him, processing his actions.

Okay, now some guy dressed in what seems like a ringmaster’s outfit is hitting on you. Not that you minded. He was quite good looking after all, with a pretty face, and a toned upper body. Great abs too.

“Oh, where are my manners? I’m-”

“Fuck off, Trickster. She’s mine.” Ghostface interrupted, shoving him away. He said something to him, you weren’t sure what because it was in another language, but whatever it was didn’t sound nice.

You opened your mouth to object to Ghostface’s statement, but the next thing you knew he was ushering you away from the killers. “You’ll get to know them later. Let me show you around.”

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takashi tuesday #2 | (1/2) | The Moon's Farthest Point (PT.1) [1] [2] [3]

“Please give a warm welcome to your newest peer, he’s a foreign exchange student. Would you like to come up and introduce yourself, Takashi?” Shiro winced but shuffled away from the door and towards the front of the class. “It’s Shiro.” He corrected politely, the teacher made a face but nodded. “My apologies, Shiro.” The teacher smiled warmly and stepped aside to let him talk. He glanced around the room anxiously, a lot of faces, most curious and excited, it was encouraging. Before the nerves could stir up in his guts, he straightened his back, holding his hands in front of him. “Hello, My name is Shirogane Takashi. My first name is Takashi but-” A student raised their hand. He glanced at the teacher, unsure. He only nodded and gestured to him. That was sort of unhelpful. Shiro thought offhandedly, but called on the kid anyway.

“If it’s your first name, why did you say your last name first?” Shiro picked at his nails and gave a nervous smile. “Oh, that’s because In Japan, your peers. Coworkers, or anyone you’re not close to are supposed to call you by your last name.” The kid looked like they had another question so Shiro added quickly. “It’s just what I’m used to being called.”

The kid shrugged with an ‘Okay’ and settled back into their seat. He cleared his throat and started again. “Like I said, Takashi is my first name but I’d prefer if you all called me Shiro.” He tried to give an honest smile. The teacher piped up from his desk, “Why don’t you share some of your hobbies, your skills, just let the class get to know a bit about you.”

Having been put on the spot, Shiro frowned and rubbed his arm, thinking of things. Another kid in the back raised their hand, and the first thing Shiro noticed was he had very blue eyes. It was a random observation but he called on them anyway. “Hi.” Shiro waited for the rest, but silence followed so he greeted back. “..Hello.” They watched him for a second before adding. “I’m Curtis.” Shiro relaxed a little but wasn’t sure how to respond. “Hi Curtis, I’m Shiro.. I already said that, huh.”

Curtis smiled before leaning back in his seat. “What’s your favorite color?” Shiro glanced around the room, none of them looked surprised or confused, he spared another glance at his teacher and their small smile just indicated this wasn’t too abnormal or out of the blue. “Uh, probably black, well, some people don’t think black is a color, so, purple?” Curtis didn’t mind the slow responses. “I like blue, specifically baby blue.”

Shiro wanted to snort, he wondered if it was because it matched his eyes. Shiro hadn’t noticed the teacher standing up. “Thank you, Curtis, for that. Would you mind if Mr. Shiro here sat next to you?” The teacher had rested a hand on his shoulder and he stiffened up. “Oh, he does-”

“Sure.” He said easily, reaching over to move his bag from the seat beside him. He made a grand gesture to the empty school chair as if it was some kind of throne. Shiro giggled into his arm, playing it off as clearing his throat. “Well, if we have no more questions for Shiro, you can take your seat.” Shiro took a small step away from his teacher before bowing lightly.

He stepped away from the front and passed a few girls that giggled at him, he averted his eyes and quickly made his way to his seat. Curtis was leaning against his palm, elbow on the table. “Hey.” Curtis said again, Shiro sat his bag down. “Hey..” The boy grinned, “Fancy seeing you here.” It was stupid but he laughed at it anyway. -- Hiya! Sorry this one is a little short, I will have another post coming up later today though! (Please do feel free to point out any errors with Shiro's mannerisms. I've done some research but google isn't always reliable. Criticism is always welcome.) See you next time, happy Takashi Tuesday! :)

#takashi shirogane #voltron #curtis vld #shiro vld #pre slash shirtis #takashi tuesday

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fantasyqueen502 · 11 months

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Spider Samurai

Author's note: Just a spider woman idea I had to get out. I do not know Japanese so please feel free to correct me.

Summary: Y/N aka Spider Samurai coming across a villain from another dimension and a certain leader of a spider society. Story idea that most likely has grammatical errors. Let me know. Feel free to comment, like, and enjoy.

Rated: PG-13

Angst, talks of suicide (Seppuku), murder, fighting, and serious injury.

Quick drawing of Spider Samurai done by myself in procreate.

ニューヨーク

Nyūyōku

(New York)

"This world is mine to rule, and mine alone!"

The Avenger clan fights valiantly to adjust their greatest nemesis, Doctor Doom, whose silver Yoroi is dull from battle. America Sensei (Captain America), Tetsujin (Ironman), Kuro-Kumo (Black Widow), and Kumo onna-musha (Spider Samurai).

"We need to drain him." Kuro-Kumo breathes red streaks on her black armor coming from her shoulder.

"What do you think we’re doing?" Tetsujin scoffs at his armored suit, sparking the thrusters in his feet to turn off.

"Tony, can your suit siphon his energy?"

"Yes, but the bastard took out my thrusters. I’m grounded."

"We can draw his attacks and lure his lightning bolts." Kumo onna-musha plans aloud.

"They're lightning bolts," the redhead says, pointing out the group bracing for a current strike right beside them.

"We need a constant current." America Sensei says, changing out her web canisters and staring at her wrists.

"Like the time Electro fried my web shooters. I web Doom and Gloom and shoot a web to Tony. Constant current." She brainstorms.

"With a squishy human as a buffer."

"Out of the question!"

"I don’t hear any other ideas."

"This isn’t like electro! He was a newbie, Doom..." his breath hitched. "...he will kill you."

"It’s the only option we have," she swallows. A moment of silence. All is quiet. "Love you guys," she says, zipping into the trees and making her way to Doctor Doom, leapfrogging over his shoulder. He grumbles angrily, shooting lightning bolts from his metal fingers.

"Damn you!" he bellows. "Just die." extending his arm to her, she stands still. The tingle in the air fighting against her spider sense to move out of the way.

"I thought we had something Doomy." She cocks her head. Waiting for the right moment. Blue light blinds the clearing. Shooting her web onto his hand, the electricity crawled up her web. Shooting a web at Tony’s chest plate. Her body went stiff, and her teeth clenched as her body shook from thousands upon thousands of volts. Traveling from Doom through her body to the Tetsujin suit. The flickering light suddenly shines brighter. Doom lets out a pained exclamation, his body crumbling from his powers leaving him. A scream leaves her throat, the heat of her suit, her yoroi burning.

"Unfortunately, we are not able to have visitors today." America Sensei bows with a sad smile to the small group of citizens. The entire steps of the Avenger castle were covered in flowers, well wishes, thanks, and prayers for Kumo onna-musha.

"We just wanted to assure Kumo onna-musha good health." The woman meekly looked at the old man beside her.

"My daughter and I lived in Nyūyōku for eight generations, and thanks to you, we have plenty more," he smiles. Holding up a sack. "It fell from the sky, and where it landed, the food has been bountiful; mixed with tea, it heals any sickness; applied, it heals all wounds, even wounds that are reversible."

"My father was blind until we added the miracle to his tea."

"We had the best doctors, but I thank you for the thought."

"Please take it at least." He takes his hands and places the sack in his hands. "You’ve protected us this long; let us protect you."

"It's nothing of this world." Tony says, inspecting a piece of meteorite with black goo leaking from it.

"Is it safe?"

"It's not of this world, so I don't know."

"So it could help her or kill her."

"She's already suffering, Steve."

"I want more tests."

"On what? We don't have months to test this on rats and guinea pigs."

"So we're gonna treat Y/N, our sister, as a guinea pig."

"Shut up, you two!" Natasha growls. With an arm full of bloody gauze.

"How is she?"

"She's been complaining of not being able to breathe." She blinks the tears away. "The physician had to split the burned skin and muscle in her neck and chest, constricting her."

"Let's ask her." Tony says. "Lay out everything and let her decide." He shrugs.

"Hey kid." Steve smiles, training his face not to wince at the sight of the pink tendons and muscles on display around her throat.

"I'm (Your age)… old man." She grumbles, making the group chuckle.

"We got something to tell you."

"I'm so tired." Her eyelids droop.

"I know, and I'll make it quick."

"There's this alien goo from a meteorite that can help you."

"But it could make things worse; we don't know."

"If I don't take it," She whimpered as she swallowed painfully. "Will I get better?" She asks. Steven looks more toward Tony than Natasha, who steadies her expression.

"The physician says you'll have an extremely long road to recovery."

"And if I take the alien goo," She starts. "Could I die?"

"Yes." Steve nods, biting his lips to stop the sobs.

"It's your decision."

"I'll take the goo." She lets the tears fall.

They all support the decision. Boiling the meteorite in water, drawing out the black goo, and pouring it for tea. Helping her sip a fullcup,p they wait. The first night since the battle with Doom, she slept without pain.

She awakes covered in blood. She looked at a clawed arm around America Sensei's throat, his eyes cloudy as his body hung limply. She gasps, letting him go, looking at her hand clawed and sharp. Looking at all the bodies of her friends. Her family.

Leaving. She walks until she can't go any more. Taking off her armor and placing her helmet on the ground, she took out her sword and looked at the reflection. A long, faint scar divided her face.

"No!"

"I must." She swallows the reflection flickering to a monster with many teeth. "I have to." She steadyed her breath, gripping her sword, extending her arms above her head, and aiming her blade at her gut. A portal opens, then everything goes black.

Waking up on a cot, she hissed, her lips pulling in distaste.

"Easy." A male voice cooed as she sat up, her head drooping. She looks around, eyes scawled, wondering if this was a dream.

"The voice." She whispers, her eyes landing on a man standing in the doorway of the room.

"The symbiote, venom its name is, wasn't from your dimension."

She looks at him, having no idea what he is talking about.

"Sym---" she tries to repeat.

"The voice." He simplifies. "The goo that healed your wounds."

She nods in understanding now. "Why--"

"Sounds weaken it to be able to capture and contain."

"--did you stop me?" She growls, her eyes filled with fury.

"I am a disgrace. I murdered my friends, my family I----" the flashes of their bodies, her monstrous reflection in the pools of blood. Crawling for the edge of the cot, she fell onto the floor. The pain that shot through her shoulder from her injured arm never had the time to heal on its own. The walls closed in on her hands, holding the sides of her head as she wailed. "I killed them, I killed them, why would I kill my family? I should be dead; why did you stop me?" she slurs one line are broken by heaving breaths and sobs. Lunging for a fork on a tray of old food. Going for her throat, the prongs go no further. A large fist gripping her arm the other pinning her body to a hard body.

"No." The man grunts, tightening his clawed thumb and pinching a nerve in her wrist, and drops the utensil. "Lyla!" He barks.

"Way ahead of ya'."

A patch on her arm blinks blue, and her body goes limp the form cluttering to the floor. With a sigh, lifting her legs, her head hanging over his arm.

She stares at a diploma framed on the wall. Dr. Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man, PHD, having read the name a couple of times.

Eyes darting at the reflection in the glass of Dr. Friendly lowering from the ceiling upside down, slowly flipping his body into his seat.

"I'm Dr. Friendly Neighborhood Spiderman." He nods.

"Y/N, Kumo onna-musha, Spider Samurai." She introduces it with a slight bow.

"Make yourself comfortable."

"You must be, Y/N?" A pregnant woman eyes her.

"Seems like everyone knows me." She chuckles humorlessly.

"Heard about the Seppuku." The man next to her with a funny accent.

"Hobie!" She scolds.

"Samurai live and die by their individual moral code. That's sick, bruv. Mad respect." He holds out a fist, which she flinches at.

Staring at it, he waits. "You hit it?'

"Hit what?"

"My fist. It's a code for awesomely cool blokes and misses like us. Now hit it." He explains. She slaps the top of it with furrowed brows.

"Against the norm, I like you." He nods, leaning back with respect.

"Ignore him. Hopefully he'll get bored and go away." She scolds. "That's Hobie, aka Spider Punk."

"Wassup." He up nods.

"Jessica Drew, Spider Woman."

"You're pregnant."

"What?" She asks with furrowed brows.

Y/N freezes, eyes wide. "I'm so, so sorry. I just thought—I mean, I mean, I assumed—I, I." She stops at the woman's cackling.

"I'm just messing with you." She wipes a tear from her eye.

"Brutal." Hobie comments. "Good one, Jess."

"You think I'm bad; get used to it when you meet the others. Quip and joke central. C'mon, we're here to give you the grand tour."

"Your…what?"

"To be apart of something greater. To not be alone. Everything you've been through, we all have in some capacity."

"We?"

"This is gonna be fun." Hobie chuckles now, casually walking on the ceiling. Slamming his fist onto a button on the wall. Giant door opening, shielding her eyes from the blinding light. Adjusting to the sight of people walking in all directions, she looked left, right, above, and below at everyone with a spider symbol that matched her own.

It's been quiet in the dorms, cafeteria, and training room. Those who have introduced themselves to her were warm and kind.

Jessica and Hobie.

Everyone else keeps their distance once word gets around. Whispers and mutters as if she's a rabid animal that could get agitated at any moment. Waiting in line, picking up the metal tray, trying to ignore the side eyes and the not-so-subtle moving away from her.

"You must be new. Haven't seen you here before." The lunch spider lady smiles.

"Yeah, been here for almost—" she trails off, seeing another spider lunch person leaning over. It didn't take long for the friendly smile to fade into fear.

"What do you want?" She says rather coldly.

"What would you recommend?"

"Just pick something."

She blinks a couple of times at the hushed muttering. Looking to see a pair of spider people whispering and pointing at Y/N.

"Yes, hi. Just to get everyone on the same page, I, Y/N, killed the Avengers in my dimension. The people called me Jorōgumo. So tell the kiddies to check their closets and under their beds." She cackles.

"Is this funny to you?"

"She eyes him up and down."

"No, of course not." She shakes her head. "It's historical." She laughs. "And they didn't even put up a fight as I snapped the—" she finds herself on the floor. A throbbing in her cheek and the room spinning. "That's all you got?" She wheezes. Struggling to her knees than to her feet. She got slapped by one and punched in the gut, sending her to the ground.

"That's enough!" A voice barks as the crowd of spiders disperses. A shadow looms over her, watching a pair of blue feet than hands take her arms. "Get your hands off me!" She screams out of his grip, unfortunately falling back onto the ground. Groaning, she stifles her cries, getting to her feet with the squeak of sneakers as she leaves the cafeteria.

"She was instigating confrontation. What the hell was she thinking?"

"It's a punishment." Jess sighs. "Y/N was in the middle of her seppuku after the death of her family."

"It wasn't her; how many times do we have to tell her?"

"Put yourself in her shoes. You wouldn't forgive yourself for having any hand in killing your family." She refers to suddenly realizing, "Sorry." She quickly apologizes.

"No, no." He shakes his head. "Where is she?"

Y/N opens the door with bandages on her brow and a split cheek. Miguel stands there as Y/N looks around, not knowing what to do or say.

"Hi," she says.

"Hi,"

"You wanna come in and arrest me?" she scoffs.

"What makes you say that?" He steps inside, closing the door behind him.

"You're not very good at this."

"No." He agrees. "Being a leader that people depend on, I try my best."

"What are you doing now?"

"My best." He answers by placing a block on her table: an orange hologram display of a little league girls soccer game.

Blue vs. Yellow

The shouts from the crowd. The feed zooms in on a girl on the blue team as a goalie. Six or seven years old with a look of determination. Upon catching the ball, the crowd erupts in cheers. She looks more at the video then at 2099, who shows no emotions. The video cuts to the girl happily holding up a trophy, panning out to her sitting on the shoulders of Miguel. Smile as bright and wide as it looked odd, never seeing it in person.

"In my original dimension, I had a wife and a daughter, Gabriela." He starts with a distant look in his eyes. "I lost them. In a moment of weakness, I searched for another dimension where their Miguel died, and I took his place."

Videos of dinner, soccer games, first days of school, and birthdays. She couldn't help, but smile along with the past Miguel.

"You look..." she trails off, not knowing if she should say it or not.

"Happy." He answers for her.

She nods.

"I was," he adds. "Then the incursion happened. The complete and utter collapse of that world, erasing everyone and everything."

She watches in horror at the screaming citizens and 2099 running away from the dissolving world with Gabriela in his arms. "Daddy." She calls weakly. "I don't feel so good." She whimpers, dissolving into his arms. "Because of me." He ends the video.

"I know the guilt and anguish of being responsible for the deaths of loved ones."

"I know it must have been…difficult telling that to a stranger. My family didn't know. I was hurt pretty bad, they found this goo. It helped. Than the voices started. I used to think it was another being or someone else speaking to me, but…it was myself. The more bold I became, the more violent I became. It took me until recently to release the voice that was me. Venom just became something to blame. My family they saw and they knew and tried to save me, but I didn't want venom to go." taking a breath. "Because I knew without it, I would be left with myself, and I couldn’t accept how ratchet, evil, and disgusting I really am." She cries, steadying her breath and standing tall. "Not once did my clan call me any ill names. They believed I could still be saved."

"Don’t let their memory of you die in vain." his words whispered kindly. "There’s a place for you if you want it." He holds out a wrist watch, a more reliable and permanent dimension jumper than the flimsy wrist band she had been given.

Training with a bunch of spider people using her sword and new yoroi. Webbing between enemies legs sliding and taking down the band of training spider people. A for effort, she praises giving everyone a pat on the shoulder.

"Gold star for everyone!" Peter B. Parker announced, with a sticker book. "Courtesy of Mayday." He adds. "Even Y/N." He smiles, placing a star on her chest. Mayday squeals, her chubby hands and face covered in gold stickies. "Loud and clear, Ms. Y/N gets all the stars." Peter nods in agreement. "Thank you, Mayday." She nuzzles her nose with the babe as she sticks a star on her forehead and cheeks.

"You headed to the cafeteria?" he asks.

"Yeah, I'm starving."

"You're gonna love the new menu item." He chuckles to himself.

At the cafeteria, she browsed the board of items. She giggles at the "NEW LIMITED TIME!!!" Burger. She orders two of the new menu items: two fries and two chocolate shakes, and she thwips off.

The west side of the headquarters is the housing complex where spiders rest or even live, not having a dimension of their own to go to. Finding the right door using a key, she zips inside. Turning around, wrinkling her nose at the musky smell and filthy apartment. Dropping the food on the table, cleaning up the apartment, opening up the windows, and letting in some light and fresh air.

Shaking a can of Febreze, spraying almost the entire can. Flipping from the ceiling to the floor. Resting the bag and drinks on the table, mumbling to herself when the drinks had split in the bag. After saving the shakes and food, she goes to wash their hands.

The sound of shuffling from the bedroom sounds, looking up to see the boss man himself.

"Morning." Migaul yawns, showing off his fangs and stretching his arms over his head. Y/N made sure to sneak a glance at his V-line from his low-hanging sweatpants. "I swear I'm gonna take those rags and burn them."

"I'll burn them when you stop stealing my new ones." He answers coyly, giving her butt a pinch. She slapped his hand.

"I can't help it if they look better on me." She reasons. "It's afternoon, actually." She corrected drying her hands.

Checking his watch with furrowed brows. "How did I sleep in?"

"Maybe you set your alarms for the pm instead of the am," she shrugs, setting the plates nonchalantly. "Common mistake." She gives a smile. He glares at her, taking a seat and scooting up the chair. "You've been running on fumes and need a recharge and refuel," she lists, innocently batting their lashes. "C'mon." She kicks the leg of the chair across from them.

"I hate fast food," he grumbles.

"Tough, I don't know what to cook with protein powder," she quips, sipping their milkshake.

He raises his eyebrows in surprise. "Been sitting on that comeback for how long?" he chuckles.

"Like..." Y/N trails off "...a week." The crackling perks his ears as she unwraps a burger. "You wanna know something, boss man?"

"No, but my spidey sense tells me you're going to tell me anyway."

"You're very tasty."

He furrows his brow, believing he has heard you wrong. He fully turns his head and unconsciously exhales a breathy chuckle. Seeing them hold up a burger with a blue bun and red peppers from his mask markings "Look at the fins!" Plucking one of the four red peppers sticking out of the burger. "They got your arm fins," she said, inspecting the pepper before popping it into her mouth.

"I’m glad you find this amusing. I have dozens of spider people to send out for the anomalies that could be causing havoc as we speak."

"All taken care of," she says through her mouthful. "You leave notes and dates for everything. Jess and I took care of it." Finishing the burger, licking the trails of ketchup and mayonnaise from her hands. Now it was his turn to steal a glance. Her little kitten licks of white condiment. He had to shake his head to free his mind of the erotic images.

He steals a fry from her wrapper plate. She makes a sound of annoyance. "You have your own!"

"But yours tastes so much better."

He swipes another, scampering onto the table to his surprise, reaching for the fry he held over his head and out of her reach, causing the chair to fall and the two of them to fall flat.

"You’re so annoying!"

"Thank you. For taking care of stuff."

"We only have one of you, ninedy-nine," she smirked. He leans up to capture her lips, but they quickly push off of him. Forcing the air from his chest. "You stink; go shower, brush your teeth, and eat your lunch before it gets cold," she commands

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