#predator 2 is a mess but you can't

[changbinlov3r]

You are my favorite

Pairing: Lee Know x afab!reader

Part 2 of Can I be your favorite?(Recommended to read the first part for context)

Genre: smut, fluff, angst(the tiniest bit)

Summary: you let your insecurities come in between your new relationship with Minho, luckily for you though, he's not gonna let you run away so easily.

Words count: 3,076

THIS CONTENT IS +18, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Warnings: oral(f. receiving), unprotected piv(wrap it before you tap it ffs), creampie, marking, hickeys, dirty talk(barely), Minho is possessive asf(is it even my fic if he's not possessive?), reader is insecure

You were sore when you woke up the next morning — or should you say, afternoon? It was already 2pm when you opened your eyes, finding Minho's place empty by your side.

You look around the room, now there's enough light coming from the windows for you to be able to see the room. You don't know how to explain it but it fits Minho perfectly, the decoration is discreet but not basic and it shows a lot of his personality, more than you're aware of.

You get up, not really sure what you're supposed to do. So you collect your things and start getting dressed, tying your hair in a ponytail to try and conceal the mess.

When you open the door, you look around before getting out, not sure if you're going to find someone and a bit embarrassed to be going away at this hour. You get down the stairs, walking past the kitchen at a quick pace but before you can turn the knob, you hear a voice behind you.

“Minho, your girl is trying to escape”, he yells, making you spin on your heels quickly looking at the telltale just to find a boy, who you're sure is Jeongin, the youngest of the frat house.

“Never thought you would be the type to smash and dash”, your crush says, popping out of the kitchen.

“I'm not!” You defend yourself, crossing your arms.

“That's not what it looks like to me”, he shrugs.

“I was just looking for you”, you lie and he scoffs, walking towards you.

“You shouldn't lie, princess”, he leans closer to you, making you gulp. “I don't like liars”, he whispers. Smirking when he sees your breath quickening and the way you lick your lips nervously. “Anyways, you can go if you want. I'll pick you up at 8”

“F-for what?” You ask, trying to recompose yourself.

“I told you I was going to take you out for dinner, didn't I?”

"I can't believe you're really going on a date with Minho”, Jihyo says, clapping excitedly while she searches for something in your wardrobe.

“I don't why he wants to go on a date with me”

“‘cause you're hot?” Your best friend says, as if it's obvious.

“He has a hundred other hot girls to take on dates”, you scoff, making Jihyo throw a pillow at you.

“Stop with the self depreciation, he doesn't want the other girls, he wants you. So get your ass over here so I can help you with your makeup”

You were hopeful but didn't think Minho would actually do as he promised. At exactly 8pm, you heard a knock on the door and Jihyo squealed, giving you a thumbs up and sending you to your date.

Minho was looking exceptionally handsome in all black, hands tucked in the pockets of his pants. He stares at you up and down with a grin on his lips.

“You look good”, he tells you, enjoying seeing your cheeks turning a dark shade of red.

“Y-you look nice too”, you say, stepping outside and closing the door behind you.

You are seated in front of him, not really sure what to do next, you two ordered your food and some expensive wine that you never heard about. The ride to the restaurant was a bit awkward, you felt the need to say something but didn't know what to say so you talked about the weather not realizing that he liked seeing you trying, nervous like a bunny being hunted by a predator, him.

“So, what's your major?” He asks, taking you out of your thoughts. He's resting his face on his hand while watching you fidget on your seat.

“Engineering”, you answer, sipping on the glass of water the waiter poured to you.

“That's interesting”, he smiles. “I'm a dance major”, he tells you.

“I know”, you say without thinking, covering your mouth immediately. “I mean, everyone knows”, you smile sheepishly.

“Ah, yes. You like me, right?” He smirks, proudly, making your face turn as red as a tomato.

“Please, stop saying that, it's embarrassing”, you hide your face in your hands.

“It's embarrassing that you like me?” He chuckles, tilting his head.

“You were not supposed to know that”, you clarify, “it's pathetic that I have feelings for someone who didn't even know I existed until last night”, you sigh.

“I clearly knew you existed, since I knew that you like me”, he teases. “I don't think it's pathetic, the heart wants what it wants”

“Is that why you dated all those girls?” You ask, naively, making his eyes grow wide. He didn't think you'd be that straightforward.

“No, I'm not one to rejected a nice looking girl”, he shrugs, “they just didn't manage to be more than that to me, but I'm sure they can be something more for someone else”

“Ah”, you nod, feeling awkward.

“Do you want to date me?” He asks nonchalantly like he's asking how was your day, making you choke on the water you just drank.

“What?” You ask, shocked.

“I think I was very clear”, he answers, scowling.

“Why would you want to date me?”

“I guess you heard me well”, he teases, “you're my type”, Minho clarifies.

“I don't think I'm, though”, you oppose.

“I think I know better than you who is or is not my type”

“I mean, I'm not pretty like your other girlfriends”, you push.

“Firstly: why would I want someone just like the people I broke up with? Second: I think you're pretty”

You feel your whole face hot, covering your mouth instantly so he doesn't see the stupid smile you have on your lips.

“Also, I like fucking you”, he ruins the moment, smirking, “I wanna keep doing that”

“What a gentleman”, you roll your eyes, ignoring the heat growing on your lower stomach. He doesn't need to know that you'd give anything for him to fuck you right now on the restroom of the restaurant.

“I can be one”, he stretches his arm, grabbing your hand, caressing it. “Or I can be the opposite of that, it's your call”, he shrugs.

That's precisely how you ended up fucking on the restaurant’s restroom. He pulled you inside the confined space, bending you on the sink and before you could prepare yourself his cock was inside of you.

“Fuck, kitten”, he groans, covering your mouth, not slowing down his thrusts. “You have to be quiet if you don't wanna get caught”, you nod, crying out, seeing his smirk through the reflection of the mirror.

You ended up dating him. It's not like it's a sacrifice for you or anything but you couldn't wrap your head around the reason that the Lee Minho would want to date you of all people. People's reaction was different from the one you expected too, they didn't really care, thinking he was going to dump you in a week.

However, to their surprise and especially yours, he didn't. Minho never even brought up the idea of breaking up and when you realized, two months had already passed.

After two months you still couldn't believe you were dating him and how hot he is, you always thought he was the most handsome man you ever saw but dating him hits differently. Now you can see him after a shower, coming out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his hip, his muscular chest bare for you to drool over. He cooks for you, making your favorite foods or some you never ate before. He brings you snacks and makes side dishes for you to eat at home. Minho picks you up before class and takes you back home after or he invites you to sleep over at the frat. You're already acquainted with all his friends, they even come looking for you to show you things when you're in the house. It makes you wonder if they acted like that with all of his girlfriends. Two months of the sweetest romance and the best sex you've ever had.

At least it was. You're not going to deny it, you're insecure. Minho is someone you never thought you could reach, so to be his girlfriend? It's something you never imagined. As he told you before, he has a great number of options, so the possibility that he'll replace you anytime, scares you.

You try forgetting about that, try not to overthink, until you find him at the library with a girl all over him. She's beautiful, perfect skin and shiny hair, she's hanging too close to him, touching his arm and throwing her head back in an exaggerated laugh. She's actually touching him at any chance she gets and you're there paralyzed like an idiot, watching it.

You feel the tears brimming in your eyes and you turn around and walk to the opposite side. You are his girlfriend, you should definitely step in, but in all honesty, you are too scared. Scared he'll look at you like you are nothing, that he's finally going to look at you with cold eyes like you have been waiting for it to happen.

You don't talk to him for days, avoiding meeting with him and ignoring his calls. You know it's childish to just ignore someone like that but you just needed to prepare yourself for the dreadful conversation you were about to have. It's going to be for the best if you two break up, he can go back to the way he lived before and you can stop worrying about when he's going to get tired of you.

It's not a surprise when Minho shows up at your door, you expected that to happen but wasn't expecting his appearance. He has his hair disheveled, deep eye bags under his eyes and he looks furious.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He asks, angrily, not even greeting you and storming inside your apartment like a hurricane. “Why did you disappear?”

“I needed to think”, you murmur, closing the door behind you.

“Think about what? You should at least have answered my texts”, he huffs, taking his jacket off and throwing it on the couch.

“About us”, you answer him, making his face soften a bit.

“What about us?” He asks, tilting his head in confusion.

“I think it's best if we break up”, you tell him at once, not really capable of dragging this conversation for too long, it was already so hard to say that sentence, you are about to cry at any minute.

“What are you on about?” He frowns, taking a step closer to you, but you take a step back.

“I'm trying to make the right decision for the both of us”, you sigh, “it's not like this is going to last anyways, you should go find someone who's on your level”

He scoffs, breathing a laugh. You expected any other reaction of him, but that one was not included.

“So that is what this is about”, he starts walking towards you and you start stepping back, until you bump into the kitchen table with nowhere else to run. Minho gets closer to you, looking down on you as he cages you between the table and his body.

“My kitten is insecure, is that it?” He asks, making you blush with the pet name. Minho never gets tired of making you flustered.

“I'm not”, you lie, avoiding his gaze.

“You know I don't like liars”, he tells you, “but I guess it's on me, if I did a better job as your boyfriend you wouldn't be feeling like this’, he pouts.

“You are a great boyfriend”, you murmur, trying not to look into his eyes, he's too close.

“Hm? I am?” He teases. “Then what's it, kitten, did you find someone more interesting than me?” He smiles, it was supposed to be a joke but the way your eyes widened with that simple suggestion makes him a bit mad. “Is that it?” He asks, narrowing his eyes to stare at you.

“No, there's no one like that”, you tell him.

“Then why did you hesitate?”, he raises his brows in questioning. You were just too shocked to answer right away but he doesn't let you tell him that. “Nice way to make me angry”, he scoffs. “I told you I can be a fucking gentleman so why do you always make me be the opposite of that?” He asks, taking a step closer to you and pressing his body against yours. His hands slide around your waist, caging you even more in his hold.

“Minho, I-”, you try to speak but he tsks, interrupting you.

“You need to learn a lesson”, he tells you, leaning closer and brushing his lips on your cheek, trailing it down to your jaw and then your neck. “You are mine”, he whispers before attaching his mouth to your neck, biting on your skin so hard you whine with the pain.

His hands slide down to your ass, squeezing it and pulling you up, to sit on the table. You were on your pjs already ready to sleep and that makes his access to your body easier, the thin fabric of your clothes can barely block the warmth coming from his body to yours.

Minho pops open his dress shirt, letting it slide and fall on the floor, watching your reaction to him. You bite on your bottom lip, staring at his muscular chest. He always looks so good, you feel like moaning just by looking at him.

“Min…”, you murmur, spreading your legs wide for him. It's not like you can resist him anyways.

“There you are”, he smiles, unbuckling his pants and letting it fall down at his feet, “my needy girl”

You avoid his eyes, pulling your shirt off to reveal your bare chest to him.

“You look so hot, all spread for me like this”, he smiles, getting on his knees. Minho pulls the waistband of your shorts and panties down, watching your glistening cunt in excitement. “Is this because of me or are you thinking about someone else?” He pushes, finally seeing you look at him, shaking your head frantically.

“It's all you, the only one I think about is you”, you confess, feeling your cheeks hot.

Minho grins, putting your legs over his shoulders and kissing your inner thighs. He licks your pussy slightly, just teasing you, making you put your hands on his head to force him against your core.

You can feel him smile, licking a long strip between your folds, attaching his lips to your clit next. Minho slides his hand between your legs, inserting two fingers inside of you, going in and out while he sucks your aching core, grunting and groaning with you pulling on his hair and he watches as you become undone in his mouth.

You can feel your orgasm coming, your toes curl immediately and you buck your hips against his mouth desperately, chasing your high and when the knot on your lower stomach finally explodes, you moan loudly, trembling in his embrace.

Minho stands up, cleaning around his mouth with his fingers and then licking on them.

“Still my favorite taste”, he smirks. You look stunning with your soft lips parted and hair disheveled, your chest rises and falls in a fast rhythm.

“This is going to be the last time I'll let you have your way”, you try looking the least bit believable while stating that, but that only makes him chuckle, stroking his cock a few times before he comes closer to you.

“And that only proves that you still haven't understood the situation you're in”, he tells you, teasing your entrance with the head of his cock while he waits for you to stop him but you don't, you want to feel him inside you so fucking much that it seems like you're going crazy. He pushes in, feeling your cunt squeezing him deliciously. “Fuck”, Minho murmurs. Your arms wrap around his waist, burying your nails in his skin, the snap of his hips against yours making you breathless.

He kisses you, feeling your sweet lips against his only adds to the building up of his orgasm, you look so pretty, you're perfect for him, your pussy is perfect for him, he won't let you end things with him that easily.

He pulls away from you for a moment, your mouth is parted and your eyes are glossy, he wants to hold you forever.

“I'm in love with you”, he confesses, thrusts faltering a bit. Your eyes grow wide to his sudden revelation. “You won't get rid of me that easily, kitten”, he groans, pressing his lips against yours one more time.

That's enough for you to cum, squirming and trembling in his embrace, while you watch him breathlessly thrust inside of you, eyes locked with yours.

“Do it inside”, you cry out, overstimulated after your second orgasm. Minho groans, bending towards you and kissing you, spilling his hot cum inside you while he bites on your lips.

He rests his head on your shoulder, breathless, trying to recompose himself.

“Don't ever talk about breaking up, ever again”, he pulls away to look at you, finding your eyes brimming with tears.

“But I saw that girl hitting on you the other day at the library”, you pout, making him sigh, cupping your face with both of his hands.

“Yes, she was hitting on me but I told her I have a really smart, hot girlfriend and that I was not interested”, he tells you, making you feel like the greatest idiot in the world.

“I'm sorry, I should have checked with you first”, you say, “I just love you so much, I'm scared you're going to dump me”, you confess, making him chuckle. His heart beating like crazy, it's the first time you openly say you love him.

“Y/n, you're stuck with me for a long time”, he gives you a peck on the lips, “I won't ever do anything to hurt you, okay?”

You nod, feeling warmth spreading all over your chest.

“Now, you better prepare yourself, ‘cause you need to receive some punishment for disappearing and making me worry”, he tells you, showing you that devilish smirk of his and before you can run to save yourself, Minho is picking you up and dragging you to your room.

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[marymary-diva17]

Ok so

We know the typical reader being hated by the sullys, and in this request she's neteyam's twin sister but looks sky people or whatever, Jake cares more about her siblings more than her and neytiri is basically blind to all the hate reader gets from the clan and neglect from her dad and siblings, and her dad making go on missions even though she's scared of sky people, buuuuttt.......plot twist, reader gets tired do she trains in the forest alone, spying on sky people way of fighting to play fire with fire, she becomes buff and tall with scars since she decided to live in the middle of the forest in the most forbidden place of it, where no na'vi survived except her apparently, and because of that she deals and hunts bigger, stronger and faster predators than the normal ones, and sooo, she has better reflex and hates the family except neytiri cause she's her mama and tuk because she's too young to comprehend what's going on. She does visit spider once in a while but never reveals where she lives, appearing as an unknown warrior only when the raids are happening and then disappearing in the shadows, hell not even Kiri with her Pandora Jesus powers can track her

You can take something off if you want and the rest you can choose what you want to do

sully family x daughter/sister reader

Ewya blessed child

part 2

When neytiri and Jake had found out they were going to be parents they were overjoyed with the new, it had been one of the many good news to come since the end of the war between the navi and RDA. Twins will soon enter this world and join the omatacayia clan, their son neteyam was born first his birth had brought everyone great joy then there was his sister you. Your birth was seen as a bad omen to many has you had inherited your father human DNA born with five finger and toes and different shade of blue and different markings then everyone else. Even your hair was seen as something horrible it was white color very know to the navi, you were seen as demon child. She was also seen as the failure as well she was no like other navi child, and never seem to fit in with her clan or even her own family.

Y/n " dad I'm ......"

Jake " young lady I'm not going over this again with you" once again you are in trouble with you dad, training classes had happened and your had completely failed tsu'tey the mentor had brought you to Jake. As all the other mentor had competely giving up on your and deemed your a failure.

netyeam " dad she getting good it not easy for everyone"

Jake " stay out of this son I'm speaking to your sister she need to take accountability"

lo'ak " well dad if you most know there are others to blame for this, the blame is not all her"

Jake " I said enough you two now stop"

y/n " dad I have been trying my best to get better in class but I don't think I'm the warrior type"

Jake " don't pull this stunt on me young lady all the other kids can do combat but you, even te children younger then you can do better"

y/n " dad I'm sorry but I don't think I have it in me for war or to hurt others, I'm scared of going to battle I'm scared dad" you are scared of going to battle as you didn't wish to kill anyone. You wish to study some of these new humans which was not liked by anyone. You always seem to do things in a way that your understood but was not the navi way.

tsu'tey " brother she can't keep up with the other trainees if this keeps up she will be holding back everyone"

y/n " I didn't mean for that to happen I can get better"

Jake " you always say that you don't mean it or to now look what is happing no one else will wish to teach you"

Jake " that times I'm cleaning up your mess and speaking to others because you means we lost more of our people and home, all of this because you are scared ... stop being childish and selfish y/n and act your age because you selfish ways are causing this all"

y/n " I'm sorry dad I not mean anything of this I don't wish to be selfish"

Jake " I don't have the this I'm the leader I have our people and your brothers training to deal with neteyam has to be ready you are wasting my time and his"

y/n " what about mom I can help her maybe I can prove my self there and maybe grandma as well"

Jake " she busy with your baby sister tuk still a child and needs all her attention, and she has her stuff to deal with and your other siblings"

Jake " leave mo'at out of this matter she has your sisters to take after you she doesn't need you"

y/n " well maybe I can help your or the humans I can be helpful dad, give me a chance I know I have mess up but maybe if you hear me out"

Jake " I don't have time for now just go elsewhere and stay away from the warriors and everyone until future notice once again, I will be apologizing for you mistakes"

y/n " I can go say sorry to the class and my mentors"

Jake " just stopp y/n you have done enough today just go else" you said nothing else everyone knew your dad loves your sibling more, then you because when they messed up it was okay but when you messed up it was bad. He will defend them more than he will defend you and that was true.

y/n " yes sir" you soon walked away it seems like everyone was listening to the conversation, you soon reached your mom and sister as they sat outside of the home with, some other mother and children by them having a good time.

y/n " hey"

tuk " sis you are home"

y/n " yes lesson got done early"

kiri " did they or did you mess up again come on sister you have to start thinking more, before you act"

y/n " I did my best"

y/n " umm can I help you all with the weaving I got better" neytiri and kiri looked at each other and soon looked at you.

kiri " sister I and mom have been working on this for months and we have to make sure the style stays good, and it and project me and mom have been trying to keep a secret for dad"

y/n " oh what is it for"

neytiri " a gift for you father is has all the families ikran on it"

tuk " all but mine"

kiri " hush once you get your ikran we will add it" you were looking over the project it had everything special about everyone, in the family well expect you.

y/n "I think you are all missing something"

kiri " no we are not everything on there"

y/n " no you are missing...." you had taken a step not trying to ruin anything but there was soon a loud rip sound.

kiri " no y/n " you soon looked down to see the image of your parents and family had been ripped in half.

y/n " I'm sorry I was making sure I didn't step on anything wrong, here I can help" you had moved out of the way trying to clean up the mess you had made accidentally, but tuk and some other kids were running around not paying attention and trip over you bow that you placed away safely, but one kid had tossed it down hoping to win the game but it was seen like you had done it. sending them falling into the ground, hurting themselves as cries let out.

neytiri " tuk"

y/n " oh tuk I'm so sorry I didn't see you"

neytiri " enough"

y/n " here let me help I can take tuk and take care of her"

kiri " enough sister please move ... move I need to attend to our sister you had hurt while not looking where you are going"

y/n " umm sure is there anything I can do"

kiri " no juts stop"

y/n " tuk I'm sorry so sorry"

tuk " it hurts"

y/n " oh tuk I'm so sorry when you are better I will make it up to you, hey hey don't we go for flight or you can have my desert at dinner"

tuk " can a hug help"

y/n " oh tuk"

neytiri " just leave you sister alone just go away for a bit, we can deal with her"

y/n " okay mom is there anything I can do while I'm gone I can get dinner or collect new materials for the project anything name it"

neytiri " become a better daughter and sister, and one of the people" you looked at you mom hurt and it seems like your sister heard it as well, but soon went back to attend to tuk who was still hurt because of you.

navi mother " you have no shame ruining your mom and sister work and not hurting children even your own sister"

y/n " I didn't mean to if there anything I can do"

neytiri " just go away y/n please just leave and don't come back" neytiri was now looking at you in the eyes and she was mad, it seems like she didn't see you as her daughter anymore. You didn't say anything else as you soon left, feeling all eyes on you getting dirty looks from the mothers and their kids. Once you were out of the view of the clan you soon started running as fast and far you legs can take you. You kept on running until you could no longer run anymore feeling the pain in your legs and feet.

y/n " I'm even a failure to my family" you didn't know where you ran to but you just wish to sit down and relax.

y/n " I can't be a warrior like the rest of my family and I will never be a healer like kiri ... I always mess up and can never do everything everyone else wants me to do it like .... I'm no true navi I'm a demon in false body"

y/n " even I'm bring my sibling into this when it not their problem"

y/n " now because of me we are losing this warrior and more lives will be lost, and now I rude dad gift he would of like so much I rude everything .... I'm selfish and childlish as well" tears were falling down your face as your felt like a complete failure as daughter, sister, and navi altogether. You even thought the human hate you as well as they will rush away and cover stuff when you came by, you were unwanted by everyone. expect your sibling, your grandmother, and spider they always love you and wanted to spend time with you.

y/n " I just wanted to be helpful and keep everyone alive and well" you soon felt something touch your forehead. You soon open your eyes to see a wood spirt you had gotten up and look at it.

y/n " hello little one are you lost" you reach out your hand as the spirt start floating over it making you laugh and smile, soon more spirts had shown up getting your attention.

y/n " well it look like you are not alone" the wood spirt had float down towards your feet and start making it way up, soon followed by other doing the same as well as the other float around you. A smile had grown on your face as this happen it was so beautiful and wonderful.

y/n " huh" it seems like the woods spirt were leading you towards something so you decide to follow them, going deep and deeper into the forest until you reached a grand spitter tree.

y/n " wow' you follow the spirts towards the grains tree as all the other trees started to glowing brighter and brighter. you soon reach the tree truck.

y/n " I have never been here what is here anyways where I'm" the spirt from earlier was floating near you, as one the tree branch was hanging low.

y/n " I'm going with you want me to grab and see what happens right, well I'm trusting you spirt and all your friends ... oh please great mother given me strength to be strong and helpful ... I just want to be there for my family and people as I feel lost and useless" you had closed your eyes and made the connection, soon open your eyes.

y/n " huh" you soon saw Thanator was trapped one of rda traps, you remember this day as you soon saw a child version of you. Who was walking slowing towards the creatures holding your blade as you walked towards the creature. the Thanator was looking at young you made and growling, as you raised up your blade looking like you were making a hunter blow when you cut off the trap from the creatures and removed and tracking device.

younger you " there you go see I mean you no harm" younger you had broken the tracking device in many piece and soon tossed it over a cliff.

young you " see all good now you are all better they will not find you" the Thanator soon looked at you and soon bowed towards you and your bow back, the creatures soon ran off into the woods. The Thanator was not the last creatures you saved from hunter traps.

y/n " I remember that day I was so proud of myself" soon another memory started playing it was other version of you from years ago . You had come across some rda scientists and one solider .

Scientist " leave us alone we mean you no harm"

younger you " I mean no harm as well"

Scientist 2 " then why are you here anyways"

younger you " I saw your fire and came to see if you need help ... you r friend is sick" you had seen the other humans laying down sweating badly and sick.

Scientist 3 " no please don't him he our friend he mean no harm, he has a family"

younger you " I'm here to help no cause anymore harm" you soon saw flower that could help and some herbs, you grabbed them and soon of metal cups starting cursing them.

solider "what going one ... she one of them what is is doing"

Scientist 3 " don't worry she her to help you"

younger you " the hot water can I use it"

Scientist " yes give her what she said" the forth scientist had grabbed the water and gave it to you, and you soon poured the water into the cup and soon walked to the man.

younger you " drink it and you will feel better" You were kneeling down towards the man as he looked at you, he soon took the cup his friend.

solider " it ever sweet"

Scientist " what did you give him"

younger you " a herbal tea that will help heal you friend he will feel better soon"

solider ' thank you"

younger you " you are welcome now you all most head back to your home, before the scouting party see you"

Scientist 2 " why are you helping us"

younger you " because I care and you all seem like you mean no harm"

scientist " are you well enough to move"

solider " yes ready to go"

younger you " here some advice the rda higher up are using you all I know you all came here for some reason, but once the rda has had it use with you they will leave you all behind"

Scientist " thank you child we will always remember this"

younger you " if you use this way you will be home befroe dark and avoid any hunters out there, the warriors and brave and will defend our homes ... I have show your kindness today where other wouldn't dont make me regret my choices" the human had looked at you soon clearing thier stuff and soon leave the area, you made sure their tracks were not followed.

y/n " I still wonder whatever happen to them after that day" you had shown kindness and help your so called enemies will others would not. You even shown kindness toward you clan members and humans even due they didn't like it most of the time. soon the memories ended and you back in the real world.

???? " you are not selfish or childish" you soon got scared when you heard a deep voice speaking to you, making you looked around to see tshaik standing near you but she seemed different.

y/n " hello have you called me here"

????? " yes I have called you here today as I have been sneaking you out since the day you open your eyes"

y/n " huh"

????? " you think you are useless, selfish, and childlish, failure I'm right" the women was walking around you as you following her every movement.

y/n " yes"

???? " that is false I have seen what you have done in the past showing kindness towards the creatures here and face the most dangerous ones, and being there for enemies you wish to understand verse hate them"

y/n " yes"

????? " you are not useless, selfish, childlish, and failure you are perfect my child as I have a dynasty made for you and you will discover more as you grow"

y/n " huh what do you mean"

???? " you have come to place that thsaik once they are in elders years can come and you are still young, that speak volumes you will be great tshaik one day"

y/n " no that is for my sister I can't take that away"

????" still caring for your family that why you will be perfect my child, you will be good tshaik and show everyone what you can do" the women was soon standing in front of you and soon tapped your forehead as wood spirts soon started circle around you, as the women disappeared as the tree starting glowing bright and brighter. The wind was blowing as well and you could hear this sweet song and soon everything had felt like it stopped.

???? " now go live your life with wonder and beauty it will not be easy, but you will do great things my child great things" soon it felt like everything had ended.

y/n " thank you" It was night time and you realized it was far to late to be away from home, your family might be worried for you. You soon raced home with a smile one your face as the spirts followed you, as the ground glowing under your feet as your feet hit the ground. While everything else glowed when you fingers touched them, you felt some happy once you reached home you were alone.

y/n " I'm home but it seems like no came looking for me ... it okay at least they are all okay that all the matters" you soon reached your home to hear and see you family having a good time eating dinner and talking, you wish to join them but you didn't after today you felt it was wrong.

y/n " I should leave it will be bad if they see me" you soon went to place you had made with your siblings and spider, you soon climbed all the way up there it was tree house that what Jake called it. You had picked some fruit while eating it, watching some the light turn. You looked out onto pandora wondering what will happen next and what was your dynasty. You had fallen asleep that night not feeling alone like past nights you felt like you were not alone. anymore and just maybe there was some others here and with the great mother that are on your side.

#avatar 2 #avatar x reader #avatar x y/n #atwow #sully family x reader #avatar #sully reader #jake sully x daughter!reader #neytiri x daughter!reader #loak x sister!reader #neteyam x sister!reader #kiri x sister!reader #tuk x sister!reader #sully family #sully kids #sully family x y/n #sully siblings #avatar the way of water #avatar fanfiction #avatar twow

[iloveyouinred]

Drunk!Diluc x Reader

𓇬♡ | Warning: NSFW, mention of alcohol, implying obsessive behavior, it's not exactly baby trapping but.., etc.

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𓇬♡ | A/N: Life has been hectic, but here i am once again.

Part 1| Part 2| Part 3

You were his beautiful wife. His perfect obedient mate who oblige to his every desire. Of course he return the favor. He thought you were the perfect match. Until the day you brought up the word divorce. If you can't be his perfect match, he will make you.

Man you love the most. Diluc, your dear husband, drunk on wine. You love him, just not when he is eyeing you like that. You feel your lower limbs starting to give up. Trembling slightly as you become the prey under the watchful gaze of a predator. It was never scary. You never felt the slightest fear around him. But again you have never seen him drunk before. Maybe he is showing his true colour now. While you are busy contemplating his strange behaviour, the red haired man is already on top of you, lifting up your thigh with his bulky arm. While his other hand is holding your waist, slowly leaning against your head. His gaze never leaves your lips. He is acting like the diluc you know. The soft kisses, the gentle way he handles your body, and how his eyes never leaves your face. It's just something about his gaze, clouded by lust, domination that he shows in an unfamiliar manner. The one that sends shivers down your body. You know he loves to get you under him, he loves the way you cling on him tightly as he sends his thick length to mess your inside. But he never really push you pass your limit, he always take his time to listen to you, shoots your cry with soft kisses. Everything he do was full of love, soft and gentle, so you wouldn't mind however his lower part do your own.

It was different tonight. With his kiss grow into something more passionate. You barely had time to breathe when he decided to intertwine your lips again. Sour taste of wine blooming in your mouth as he messes the inside of it. When his hand creep under your clothes, finger tracing along your labia. The wetness is enough to make him slip finger easily, yet he ceased to do so. Instead he focuses on rubbing your clit, sending you to the edge before slowing down, he won't let you reach your high. You cried his name, moaning, tears dripping down your cheek. But however desperate you sound, he still deny you. His little wife must know that not all things she want can be hers. For once, the pleasure he denies her, and how he have control over it. But you learn that your red haired husband would fall weak eventually, if you keep begging him, eyes meeting his own, pleading, legs trembling as you get more wet, hole clenching at nothing, ready to receives him. He is your man after all, how can he deny the sight you put out for him?

With one passionate kiss he gets you in a missionary position. Caging your body under him with perfect lock, giving him access to your messy cunt. His hip snaps to a rhythm that numbs your brain. With his length ramming into you, finding your sweet spot that he already memorised. Smiles appear on his face when he sees how you hopelessly cling to him. Hand around his neck as he adjusts your thigh around his waist. "Divorce huh?" He sneered mockingly. Pumping his cock inside you faster. You choked a moan. Look at you.. drunk on his cock, fell under him with just a few strokes of his finger. And you want to split with him. Who will take care of you after this? He can't let you off, hooking with some other man, would he? He sucks your neck, biting just enough to leave his mark. He dares you to, if you are brave enough to go off with some other man. Should he make them disappear? Or let you have a little taste of freedom with them, before he takes it away completely. Making you beg him to give you the smallest of things.

"Di-"

"-Luc!" You moan his name. Nails digging into his back, trying to tell him to slow down. Yet the man on top of you completely drowns in your sweet warmth. The only thing on his mind now is to fill you with his cum, to make you carry his love. Since the day you two married to each other, he always held back, respecting your choice to pursue your career. But now that the word divorce has been brought up, he won't oblige to your plea any longer. He knows you are ready with the way your hole clenched around him just fine. He is your perfect match. He always is. And he will make sure you are too. Just don't expect him to be satisfied with two or three. He will fill you up, making sure you are stuffed full with his cum. Maybe when your belly bulges become apparent, he will stop.

#genshin smut #genshin x reader #genshin x reader smut #genshin impact #genshin x female reader #genshin diluc #diluc ragnvindr #diluc #diluc smut #diluc x reader #diluc x you #diluc x y/n #diluc x reader smut #genshin impact smut #yandere diluc #yandere diluc x reader #genshin impact x female reader

[brbsoulnomming]

Tell Me Sweet Little Lies Part 4

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | AO3

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Eddie doesn't graduate.

He's stuck here for another year, and he screams into his pillow, throws himself a pity party for the better part of two days, and then drags himself back out and gets the hell on with it.

In Eddie's second senior year, Hagan finds his new liege in the form of fucking Billy Hargrove.

Hargrove and Hagan fixate on Harrington, who frankly, doesn't seem all that interested in either raising to their bait or defending his title. Eddie'd almost have respect for the guy, if it weren't for the way their shit gets everywhere. The mess he'd been watching over the last year starts to spill out and out and out, and there's something in Hargrove's eyes that, for the first time, makes Eddie consider ducking his head and staying out of his way. There's a bitter taste in his mouth, because goddamn, if he did even a quarter of the things Hargrove is, he'd be getting queer written on his locker instead of freak before the end of first period.

But no, when it's a jock obsessed with another jock, it's a vicious rivalry. Hargrove is new, and pretty, and dangerous, and the balance seems to shift and waver on whether the masses find him thrilling or distasteful.

Eddie can't wait to graduate and leave this all behind.

Some time after Halloween, he finds I don't need to go to the hospital scrawled onto his hip, and his heart lodges itself in his throat. He's never been more tempted to say something - anything - to make his soulmate go to the damn hospital when he needs to.

But he's a coward who doesn't want to open that door again, and a bitter part of him reminds himself that his soulmate probably has tons of friends - a girlfriend - to bustle him off to the hospital and fuss over him.

He's a little bit ashamed of himself for the thought, but not enough to make him say anything.

Around the same time, neither of the dueling kings show up to school for three days straight. It's not entirely unexpected for Hargrove, but the last time Harrington missed school was the year before, when all that stuff with the missing Byers kid was going down.

It gets people talking.

When they both come back, the buzzing intensifies, and things come to a head at lunch. The cafeteria had dimmed a little when Harrington walked in, looking like a fucking trainwreck, but his swagger is just as strong as ever and he sits down with some of his friends like he's just daring anyone to ask him about it.

Then Hargrove walks in, looking not nearly as bad but still pretty clearly messed up, and the entire room goes quiet.

It makes Eddie's leg bounce in agitation, every bone in his body screaming at him to get the fuck out of there, but his sheepies are looking at him for their cues and he forces himself to look bored with all this shit.

Hargrove's swagger is even worse than Harrington's, and he saunters across the cafeteria as if he doesn't have a care in the world. Someone asks him a question, too low for Eddie to make out, and Hargrove grins, wide and amused.

"Harrington and I sorted our differences," he says, loud enough to echo across the cafeteria. "Ain't that right, Steve-o?"

Hargrove licks his lips as he looks over at Harrington - and see, see that's what Eddie's talking about, Hargrove is looking at Harrington like he wants to eat him. Some part of Eddie perks up a little, because fuck, that is one attractive man, but once again the look in Hargrove's eyes kills it. He looks like a fucking predator, like if a fight does spring up he'll go and go and go until one of them is dead, and Eddie feels a chill over his spine as his eyes snap back to Harrington.

If they're suddenly friends now, Eddie's going to have to make a dramatic exit to go be sick.

Fortunately for Eddie's stomach, there's a flare of disgust in Harrington's expression before it smooths over, looking bored and unaffected.

He smiles at Hargrove, sharp and wide and toothy. "Any time you want to skip the foreplay and get to the main event again, you just let me know."

Eddie bites the inside of his cheek, firmly telling his dick to sit the fuck down, that any attraction he might feel for him should die the same way it does for Hargrove. It doesn't listen to him, not until -

Hargrove tips back his head and laughs, wild and frenzied, and there's a titter of laughter that scatters across the cafeteria - some of it uncertain, some of it mean, some of it genuine. Just like that, everyone's back to their normal days.

"Jesus H. Christ," Eddie mutters under his breath. "And they say I'm the dramatic one."

He hears a smattering of soft agreements from the rest of Hellfire, a couple of snorts of laughter, and that buoys him a little. He tilts his head, making a sweeping gesture that nearly knocks over Jeff's milk. "Well! It seems our entertainment for the meal is over with. What say we adjourn to get set up for tonight's club meeting?"

He doesn't look at Hargrove or Harrington. All the people in this world, the chances of his soulmate being one of them are pretty damn small, despite their situations fitting. He doesn't think about how both of them probably could have used a fucking hospital, doesn't let himself wonder which one is the type to deny they needed it.

Doesn't let himself decide that he'd so much rather it be Steve Harrington.

He really doesn't want it to be Steve Harrington.

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Lies spring to life on his skin throughout the rest of the school year - not as much as last fall, but what he does get is… a little bit strange, a little bit personal, more so than Eddie's seen before.

Rabid dogs, you know, they're no joke.

I still think this is dumb.

You'd be surprised how many coyotes are in these woods.

I'm never going to play this thing with you, man, you might as well stop asking.

Nothing to worry about, all right?

I'm not lying, I'm totally fine.

Billy Hargrove and Steve Harrington graduate with the rest of their class, that year.

Eddie doesn't.

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Part 5

#steddie #steddie fic #eddie munson #steve harrington #Soulmate au #more light angst but there will be a happy ending

[targaryenmarvel]

Fallin' All In You (Part 5) - Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Summary: You’ve known Wanda Maximoff since you were children. She was the shy and exceptionally beautiful twin sister of your best friend, Pietro. For the most part, you two never interacted, but that changes when against your better judgment, you begin to develop feelings for the girl. 

Warnings: Only cursing for now

Note: It took me a while to finish this chapter, but here we are. This story was originally going to end in the last chapter, but I decided to extend it and add two more as I felt there was more to tell. If there are any requests, I can continue with the drabbles while I work on my next story. Anyways, enjoy!

Word count: 3,073

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

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After your exhilarating day, you rested in bed, grinning at the ceiling like a love-sick fool. The day's events weighed heavy on your mind, the memories making you giddy with excitement and happiness.

You thought of the softness of Wanda's lips and her agile tongue against your own, fighting for dominance. She had ultimately won, rendering you into a whimpering mess in her arms. You had skipped a few steps, but neither of you was complaining. The date would come soon.

Although you shared sweet and tender moments, a question lay heavily over your heads. What were you going to do about Pietro? You had been prepared to confess your feelings for his sister to him earlier. Yet now you weren't so sure on how to proceed. Too entrapped in Wanda's kisses and embrace, you had forgotten to breach the subject. A problem for later, you thought as Wanda sent you a message.

Wanda: Can't wait for our date ❤︎

It wasn't until days later your dread came to a peak. You sat on Pietro's bed with the boy at your side. The both of you clicked away at your controllers, guiding the movement of the figures on the television screen. You were playing the latest FIFA game. Pietro masterfully passed the ball around while you lagged, distracted by your thoughts. 

Guilt racked through your body, forbearing your relationship with Wanda from your friend finally taking a toll. You were ready to proclaim your feelings, but Wanda seemed reluctant. You recalled your conversation with the girl from the day before.

You found yourself freshening up after another game. Your teammates were long gone, and you always seemed to be the last to leave. You were pulling on a clean shirt when you felt a presence behind you. 

"Almost done, Nat," you half-mindedly say, thinking it's Natasha there to scold you for lingering too long.

"Hey," a much sweeter voice called, causing you to turn hastily.

"Hey," you repeated, grinning at the girl.

"Your team was great."

You playfully scoffed, clutching your chest. "Wow, what about me? No compliment for me? Is this about my gigantic ego?"

Wanda chuckled, slowly walking closer like a predator to its prey. "I will admit I'm mildly impressed by the fact you've scored until now."

"Do I get a reward?" you ask as she's inches away from your face.

Wanda rested her hands on your chest, nose brushing against your own. "I don't know. What do you want?"

You couldn't resist any longer as you closed the distance, eagerly taking her lips in your own. Gentle hands pulled you closer by your shoulder as you rested your own on her waist. The kiss was slow, filled with pent-up mutual desire.

You were ready to deepen the kiss when Wanda's phone buzzed, startling you, and you broke away.

"Sorry," Wanda said, checking her phone. "It's Pietro wondering where I am. I should head back. You coming?" 

"Yeah," you answered, grabbing your bag as a frown adorned your features. Guilt had replaced the joy from moments ago. Wanda, of course, noticed your change in mood. 

"What's wrong?" You took your hand comfortingly.

"Nothing." She tilted her head, nonbelieving, and you felt your stomach flip. You sighed, resigned, "It's just Pietro. What are we going tell him?" 

Wanda froze like a deer caught in headlights, startled by your question. Although she, too, had thought of how to proceed with her brother, her thoughts on the subject were much different. 

While Wanda stood there tongue-tied, you took her reaction as doubt, prompting you to ask, "Do we tell him?"

"No!" she said too quickly, and you felt her comforting touch turn into scolding fire. You released her hand, and Wanda realized her mistake. "Y/N, no. It's not like that. I promise I want to tell him I do, but you two are best friends, and I would hate to mess up your relationship. I'm just asking for time."

"Time?"

"Yes, to ensure that what we have is real and will work."

You wanted to tell her you had never been more sure about anything. That you would face the world if she were by your side. Your lips kept sealed, locking away your declarations, scared by the feelings of devotion.

"What's wrong with you today? Pietro's voice pulled you back to Earth as he continued to attack your team without mercy. "You're distracted."

"It's nothing," you answered, flashing back to your conversation with Wanda. You understood her logic for waiting; you did. However, it didn't stop you from hating the idea of keeping Pietro oblivious. You felt like a traitor, a fake friend, for keeping your relationship a secret from him.

"Is it a girl?" he asked out of the blue, and you jolted in his direction, nearly dropping your controller.

You paled. "Wha—why would you think that?" 

"A guess." He shrugged with a grin. "By the look of it, I hit the jackpot. You're having girl troubles, huh? Tell me about her."

"It's complicated." He rolled his eyes and huffed at the lack of information. She wants to keep it a secret for now."

"Are you okay with that?" You nodded slowly with uncertainty. "That's not reassuring," Pietro commented.

You dropped flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling and contemplating your next word. "I think she's scared of what could happen if things ended badly. I get it and am willing to wait." 

"Alright then, I won't pry. Just know I'm here for you if you want to tell me about her," Pietro said knowingly but then smiled wickedly. "Hey, as long as it's not my sister, you do you. You paled, mortified by his words, and Pietro burst out laughing. "We'd be like divorced parents having to share custody of you. Spending one week with her and one with me. Not to mention, she'd probably turn you into a nerd like her."

At the sound of his words, the heavy sensation settling on your chest lessened until it nearly disappeared. It was all a joke, you thought, relieved.

Pietro threw down his controller on the bed. "I'm tired of kicking your ass. Let's do something else."

"What do you have in mind?" you asked, following him out of his room and casting a spare glance at Wanda's vacant room—the girl on an outing with her friends.

Pietro responded with a smirk, causing a surge of concern to well up within you. You knew you were in for a crazy night.

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You won't lie; planning a date was probably the most complicated task you have ever done. Your lack of romantic experience left you spiraling for ideas. After much research, you decided to take Wanda to the fair in a neighboring town. Food, games, prizes, a kiss at the top of the Ferris wheel. The perfect plan.

Putting your plan into action was even easier by Pietro's absence from the Maximoff residence. The boy had left for Crystal's for the day.

As you parked in front of the residence, the younger Maximoff crossed the front door and entered your vision. The sight hit you like a punch in the gut, leaving you breathless and tongue-tied. You approached the girl, wonderstruck by her godly figure, intensified by the encompassing sunlight.

"You look beautiful," you whispered reverently, pulling her waist towards you and disregarding any onlookers.

Wanda flushed at your compliment, hiding her scarlet face in your neck and denying you the warming sight. The only indication of her embarrassment is a muffled "Shut up."

You chuckled, drawing away. "Are you ready?" She nodded, and you pulled her to your car, ready to commence the 40-minute journey.

The two of you stood still, hands tied, taking in the various stalls. Farther up ahead lay the mechanical rides, though you wanted to leave those for later as Wanda pulled you toward a shooting game. Knowing full well that most games were rigged, you followed Wanda like a puppy to the different game stalls. You won a few minor prizes on some games, while Wanda's were usually better. The girl teased you, gloating at her skill in the games, and you playfully rolled your eyes.

You rebounded playing skee ball, a game you loved at the arcade. You started by positioning yourself into a balanced stance, one foot in front of the other and slightly bending your knees. You pulled your arm back and swung from the shoulder, aiming for the 40-point pocket. You watched the ball roll with anticipation, cursing when it flew the mark falling into the 10-point slot. 

Wanda attentively watched as you repositioned yourself for the next throw, heart fluttering at how you cutely scrunched your eyebrows wholly concentrated. 

You tested your throw, trying to get a feel for the ball, and then repeated your actions with adjustments to the toss. This time, the ball landed precisely on the mark. By the end of your nine throws, you had garnered 370 points. You smirked at an impressed Wanda before turning to choose your prize: a stuffed teddy bear you needed to carry with both arms.

"Oh, how cute. I wonder if you'll sleep cuddled with it," Wanda teased lightheartedly. You hummed, getting closer to her, heart beating frantically at her cuteness.

 "Actually, it's a gift for you," you said, offering the bear to her. Wanda stood there at a loss for words, glancing between you and the teddy bear. She mindlessly accepted the bear, gasping for words. Just like she hadn't been gifted flowers, neither had she been given such a gift. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach, enchanted by your thoughtful gestures.

"I-I thank you!" she responded, hugging the bear to her chest.

"I hope you think of me when you cuddle it at night," you half-joked, internally wishing she did. Wanda turned red, and it only intensified when you gripped her chin, placing a chaste kiss on her lips.

You did give her time to react as you eagerly pulled her to the bumper cars. The air echoed with screams of delight as you chased after each other. It's a game of tag of a sort, except with small, electrically powered cars. By the end of your little game, Wanda again rubbed her victory in your face. She was completely unaware that you had intentionally allowed her to win, finding joy in how her eyes would crinkle with happiness every time she emerged victorious.

After riding the carousel and indulging in a few other thrilling rides, the two of you made your way to the food court, famished after all the exhilaration. You both settled down at a weathered wooden picnic table, the sun filtering through the leaves of the trees overhead. Between you lay two cheeseburgers with fries and your respective drinks, a Coke and a pink lemonade. You gazed longingly at Wanda's refreshing pink lemonade, wishing you had ordered one. 

Of course, Wanda noticed your stare and pushed her drink towards you, offering without saying a word. You hesitated, unsure whether to drink from the straw or remove the lid. 

Wanda rolled her eyes, tentatively poking your lips with the straw. "Oh, come on. Don't act like you haven't had your tongue shoved down my throat."

You flushed at her bluntness, which became more frequent the longer you hung out together. You saw less and less of that shy girl who would stumble with her words or flee in your presence. The developing intimacy revealed a new Wanda that made you fall deeper.

You squirmed under her burning gaze but drank. It wasn't intentional the sensual way you wrapped your lips around the straw, keeping eye contact with her. You swear it wasn't, yet you could feel the air change around you, filling with tension as Wanda's attention shifted to your lips. 

You leaned back, bringing the drink away from your lips with a soft pop. As you did, you ran your tongue over your lips, removing the lemonade remnants and intentionally provoking Wanda.

Wanda's stomach turned, heat creeping out through her body, warming her fingers and toes as desire overtook her body.

The world seemed to stop, and reality faded into the background. All that mattered was the girl in front. As her gaze shifted back and forth between your lips and eyes, you found yourself doing the same, caught in a moment of shared anticipation.

The screams of a young boy, trashing around in his mother's hold, cut through the stare down before you could lean over. You looked around, embarrassed, wanting to see if anyone had noticed, and were relieved to see that no one paid you any mind. If they had, you helplessly hoped they thought you were in an intense staring competition.

Feeling safe from prying eyes, you finally reveled in the embarrassment, cringing at the thought of kissing the girl while leaning over the wooden table. Wanda fidgeted with her hands, suddenly very interested in the chipped wooden table. As you looked back at her, you could tell she was thinking the same thing. But then she met your eyes, mortification evident in her viridescent eyes.

The palpable awkwardness of the situation slowly dissipated, replaced by a shared moment of pure hilarity, as the corner of your mouth twitched, causing both of you to burst into uncontrollable laughter. Wanda took a fry, hitting you in the middle of your forehead. 

You gasped, falsely offended, as you rubbed your forehead. "Oh, it's on Maximoff," you declared, hurling your fry toward her. Wanda ungracefully swayed to the side, narrowly avoiding the thrown object as it lodged in her hair.

She delicately picked at the piece of food, eyes wide and mouth slightly open in surprise. Wanda then tilted her head to the side in a way that made your stomach flutter and said, "Bring it, L/N."

On ensued a food fight that earned you a few dirty looks from bypassers. It only stopped when Wanda took a handful of fries, breaking the unspoken rule of only throwing one fry at a time. You raised your arms and yelled, "Truce!" You slowly lowered one hand, and Wanda jerked her arm in response, observing you. Yet you only took the white napkin and flung it side to side. "I surender."

Wanda brought her hand down, placed the food back on her plate, and turned her lips upward in victory. The remainder of the meal was filled with cheerful and easygoing conversation.

After, you both settled on strolling through the farm zoo, wanting to give your stomachs a break from rides. You'd rather avoid hurling your meal, a hard lesson learned after riding zero gravity minutes after stuffing yourself with elephant ears. It wasn't fun.

Hand in hand, you and Wanda trekked to the various pens containing goats, sheep, pigs, bunnies, chickens, and more. You watched as Wanda adorably fawned over the bunnies, clinging to your arm and pointing at a black and white one.

As the sun set, you made your final rounds to some stalls and rides, even riding the mechanical bull at Wanda's insistence. Let's just say it ended with Wanda hunched in laughter and some blackmail material stored on her phone.

You saved the Ferris wheel for last, knowing night would only make it that more romantic. It seemed your luck couldn't get better, as the Ferris wheel stopped just as you reached its peak, towering over everything and everyone. The scene was nothing short of perfection. The full moon hung low in the sky, casting its gentle glow over the tranquil forest in the distance—a mesmerizing and enchanting picture.

"It's so beautiful," Wanda chimed.

"Yeah," you agreed, looking at her. As the silvery moonlight cascaded over her delicate features, it accentuated her innate, captivating beauty, adding a touch of ethereal allure to her presence.

You didn't feel ashamed when Wanda turned and caught you staring. The tension from earlier returned with a brutal force, knocking the air out of your lungs. The two of you leaned in, air crackling with anticipation. Your lips met in a slow, passionate kiss as warmth rushed through your bodies.

As the kiss intensified, you gently traced your tongue over Wanda's parted lips, silently requesting permission to deepen the kiss. It wasn't until your lungs ached for air that you stopped, gasping to catch your breath as you rested your forehead against hers.

"Thank you for making today wonderful," Wanda whispered, still breathless.

You gently stroked her cheek with your thumb. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

The anticipation and nerves leading up to the date had been overwhelming. But now, as the day unfolded smoothly, you can't help but marvel at how everything had fallen into place. All your nerves seemed absurd after you kissed the girl at the top of the Ferris wheel. "Honestly, I was spiraling over today. I had no idea how to woo you or plan a date," you confessed.

"How to woo me?" Wanda chuckled. "Well, you've done a wonderful job of wooing me, so don't worry. I've never had such a great date." 

Given that her previous date had been with that jerk, Jarvis, there was no doubt in your mind about it. Yet you still questioned, "Not with Jarvis?"

Wanda flashed a smile and rolled her eyes. "No, definitely not with Jarvis." she replied."

"Good," you whispered, your fingers gently tugging at her neck to draw her closer to you. As your lips met, the kiss was tender and brief, filled with warmth and affection.

After the kiss ended, Wanda leaned in and rested her head gently on your shoulder. Gazing out at the scenery, a look of contentment washed over her face.

As the two of you dismounted from the ride, you instinctively reached for each other's hands and couldn't help but giggle with joy. It felt like the rest of the world faded away at that moment, leaving just the two of you in your bubble of happiness. For a second, at least, because in the next, it was ripped away like candy from a child.

"Wanda? Y/N?" The moment's tranquility was abruptly shattered by the unexpected call of a voice, jolting you out of your reverie and forcing you back into reality.

Dread filled your body, and next to you, Wanda tensed, crushing your hand. Yet you didn't pull away, too stunned by the sight before you. There, as shell-shocked as you stood, Pietro and Crystal.

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Taglist: @alexawynters

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x female reader #wanda x reader #wanda x you #targaryenmarvel fics

[theres-a-body-here]

Darling~

Miguel O'Hara x Male!reader

Part 1 | Part 2 |

It was utter mayhem inside the Spider-HQ.

One of the criminals being held in the lower prison block had escaped and gained access to the central interface and modified it.

Portals from across countless dimensions opened, allowing villains to enter into the headquarters.

Some Spiders fought single opponents while others faced multiple versions of the same villain. The air was thick with tension as each hero tried desperately to save themselves and their comrades from the assault.

————

Miguel O'Hara stood tall like a lone wolf amidst a pack of ravenous predators. All communications within the building were being scrambled. He couldn't reach the others or Lyla.

With a defiant cry echoing through the corridors, he launched himself forward, using his enhanced agility to evade the clutches of several Scorpion variants.

Miguel was pissed to say the least, but he focuses that rage into determination as he traded blows with the criminals.

Once the last of them were knocked out cold, Miguel began to web sling towards the Go Home Machine to try and fix this mess.

However, as his adrenaline began to subside, Miguel felt a sharp pain in his right calf. He glanced down to see a large cut which was pulsating green.

One of the Scorpions must have got him during the fight, unnoticed by him. He cursed under his breath as he began to feel a burning throughout his body.

Miguel felt his grip on his web falter as he stopped swinging to plant his feet on solid ground. But the effects seemed to worsen as he fell into his knees, vision blurring.

Before Miguel could think of what to do next, he felt a brutal blow to his head as he was kicked a few feet away.

He let out a cry of pain as he cocked his head to see Tombstone, or at least a tombstone. Miguel tried to stand up, only to fall back down.

"Looky here," Alonzo sneered sarcastically. "Shit, I'm sure my alternate wouldn't mind if I squashed his problem for him. I know I sure as hell wouldn't."

Tombstone delivered another kick onto Miguel, this time aiming at his ribs. Miguel heard a crack as his world began to spin.

Once he refocused his sight, Miguel was on his back as Alonzo straddled him, wrapping his cold hands around his neck. Miguel tried his best to free himself, but the poison and Tombstone's vice-like strength was making it hard for him to even think.

As Miguel's vision began to blacken, he heard Tombstone laugh at him. "if you're anything like my Spider-Man, this is gonna be so very satisf-,"

Tombstone's words were cut shot as a black spike pierced through his chest. Miguel winced as Alonzo coughed out blood onto his mask.

The black spike seemingly liquified to wrap around Tombstone's chest like a tendril. And before he could react, it swung him into the ceiling with a sickening crack.

Miguel felt the cold air rush into his lungs as he began to cough and breathe heavily. He rubbed his throat as he watched Tombstone's body being slammed into the ground with such force that his head popped like a watermelon.

The black tendril retreated back to its user, slinking away under their clothes like a hidden blade.

Miguel felt his blood run cold at the sight of you. He weakly attempted to crawl away but his legs and arms wouldn't listen to his brain.

You watched Miguel writhe around in an attempt to escape with a faint frown. You were so certain he'd be grateful. You let out a sigh. Beggars can't be choosers. This sentimental moment was too golden for you to ruin it over something so small.

Your soft voice broke the silence. "Spider...," you seemed to rethink your words as you glance down at the lower levels, witnessing the other Spider-Men fighting villains.

"Our Spider-Man," you spoke in a whisper as your lips curled into a smile.

"Venom," Miguel snarled back.

#miguel o'hara #miguel spiderverse #miguel x reader #male!reader #yandere!reader #venom!reader #across the spiderverse #atsv miguel #atsv x reader #itsv x reader #male reader #villain!reader #miguel x you #miguel x y/n #spiderman #spiderman x reader

[psychedelic-ink]

*the banner (& mastelist overall) is heavily influenced by my dearest @inklore 's kinktober masterlist and I urge everyone to go and check her deliciously smutty list out 💜

— 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 ‘𝟐𝟐

hi lovelies! my favorite time of the year has finally arrived-- under the cut you'll find all the things I've written for this years kinktober, the list will be updated as we go, enjoy 💜

(🖤) indicates dark content/check trigger warnings

i made a taglist for kinktober which you can join but if that's not your thing you can simply follow my library blog and turn on notifs!

before reading anything please thoroughly read the warnings since some of them include heavier kinky scenarios

i won't be listing the ones i plan on writing as to not limit myself to a list and so I can change characters/kinks as i please and without worry. the fics listed below have already been written and scheduled to post

main masterlist

1 | me & mine: pero tovar x reader x ezra | double penetration

after coming to a new city, you find yourself in your hotel room with two unbelievably attractive men.

2 | marked man: pero tovar x reader | dry humping, squirting

despite the fact that you shouldn't, you can't help but continue to visit the prisoner that you still didn't know the name of. An unexpected visitor shows up.

3| daddy issues: matt murdock x reader | blood kink, boxer au

you're tired of seeing him getting purposefully beat up every night. matt tries to reason with you.

4| poison & wine: duke leto x reader x din djarin | spit roasting

the razor crest is low on fuel and din knows the perfect pit spot.

5| dear friend,: ezra x reader | phone sex, dirty talking

you've been friends with ezra for a while now. after talking on the phone and making plans to meet up tomorrow, ezra thinks he hung up. you can't help but listen in as he gives a woman you don't know the time of her life. 

6| save tonight: frankie morales x reader x santiago garcia | cuckolding, degradation

frankie comes with you with a proposal that you're eager to accept.

7| river: din djarin x reader | dacryphilia

din likes it when you cry for him.

8| choke on flowers: dieter bravo x reader | cult, blackmail 🖤

dieter is a mess, but you enjoy being with him nonetheless. but things start to change when a friend of his comes for a visit.

9| careless: frankie morales x reader x jack daniels | lactation kink, titjob

you get hit with a drug that makes you lactate, frankie and jack are more than eager to help you out.

10| stupid for you: steven grant x reader | orgasm denial, brat taming, mirror sex

steven wants you to admit he's the best you ever had, as always you don't make it easy for him

11| one touch: javier peña x reader | somnophilia

you've been set on trying to convince javier to take what he wants, for him to let go and he finally does.

12| like that: modern!pero tovar x reader | knife play

there's a storm raging outside and you go down to the basement to look at a Pero's knife collection while he's gone.

13| loverboy: tom!peter parker x reader | choking, breathplay

you get trapped in your sweater, peter has a unique way of helping you out.

14| 3 AM: dbf!santiago garcia x reader | dry humping, quiet sex

santi comes to your room for a visit at 3 AM.

15| hit the road: jack daniels x reader | consensual noncon

It's late when you leave the office, you feel a pair of familiar eyes watching you.

16| heat waves: dieter bravo x reader | temperature play, food play

dieter wants to try something new.

17| is forever for you?: jake lockley x reader | corruption kink, sex toys

jake is always eager to teach.

18| no brakes: din djarin x reader | hate fucking

you have a bounty on your head, din takes the job.

19| tag, you're it: frankie morales x reader | pray/predator kink, gun kink

once a month you and frankie play a game.

20| after hours: javier peña x steve murphy x reader x horacio carillo

after another day of being unsuccessful in catching escobar, you offer the boys another way of relief.

21| pumpkin seeds: poe dameron x reader | sex pollen, outdoors

you and poe fin yourself on a pumpkin infested planet, however the flowers that surround them seem to be poisonous.

22| arise sun: william tell x reader | pussy slapping

William Tell is a dangerous man. You should’ve known better than to piss him off. 

23| one more hour: marcus pike x reader | monsterfucking

you and marcus are asked to investigate an old manor that might have stolen paintings. however, due to problems with your schedule, Marcus heads there before you, getting himself cursed while investigating. You find him, or at least something that you think is him, at the manor two days later.

24| home economics: javi g x reader | voyeurism

Javi sees you naked for the first time which should be a good thing, but you have idea that he can see you through the window.

#kinktober '22 #kinktober 2022 #kinktober 2022 masterlist #smutober #frankie morales x reader x santiago garcia #din djarin x reader #matt murdock x reader #pero tovar x reader #ezra x reader #pedro pascal character fanfiction

[aalyssah]

All Mine

Pairing: Serial Killer!Patrick Bateman x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Cursing and Mentions of Abusive Relationship, Mentions of Killing, and Possessive!Patrick.

Word Count: 1,769

Summary: Your Tinder date takes an unexpected turn when you find out your date is a serial killer, and not only that, but your abusive ex boyfriend shows up as well, causing your date to show the real side of him.

A/N: I haven't wrote for Patrick in a minute, so I hope this makes up. Hope You Enjoy!

You finished putting the last bit of lipstick on, blowing a kiss at the mirror. You have a date with a very handsome man.

Surprisingly, you met him on Tinder. You usually don't trust the app, scared of creeps, predators, or even killers, but this guy was perfect.

His name was Patrick Bateman. He looked rich in his profile picture even on FaceTime. You both talked for almost 2 months before you finally agreed to go out.

You were touching up some mascara when a cat calling whistle started you, making you mess up. "Woah, you look hot Y/n." You grumbled at your best friend, wiping away the mascara. "Thank you, it's for a date with a hot guy." You smiled at the thought of him.

Your friend walked to you, looking at your outfit. "Well he must be rich by the way you're dressed." You nodded your head. "Yep, he's the CEO of a building and he's super hot."

Your friend began to grow curious. "What does he look like?" You passed her your phone. "Go into Tinder." She gave you a suspicious look.

She doesn't really trust any online dating sites either. She looked at the photo, feeling herself grow hot. "Holy shit he is. Where were these men when I used Tinder!" She playfully cried out. You chuckled, cleaning up your area. "He should be here soon."

You walked around your room, grabbing your purse and putting stuff in it. "Make sure you're home by 10:30, take your pepper spray, and call me if you need anything." You laughed at her mothering words. "Okay mommy." She gave you a stern, but knowing look.

A knock at the door made you jump. You were now getting nervous. You slowly walked to the door, fixing your hair before opening it. There stood Patrick in a fresh black suit. "Hi." You greeted awkwardly.

He smiled down at you, seeing how nervous you sounded. "Hey darlin' you ready to go?" You nodded your head giving your friend one last look. She looked different, almost worried. "Uh, wait, can I talk to Y/n for a second?"

Patrick nodded his head, waiting outside. "What? What's wrong? Why do you need to talk to me?" Your friend looked back at Patrick's frame. "I don't know about him. He looks hot, but something’s off."

You cocked your eyebrow up in confusion. "Off? What do you mean?" She could only shrug her shoulders, not knowing how to explain. "He- I- Sorry, I can't find the words, just promise me you'll be careful?"

You took her hands in yours, giving it a reassurance squeeze. "I promise I'll be careful. I'll even come back at 10:00 if that makes you feel better." You gave her a kiss to her cheek before walking off. "I'll see you."

She let you leave with Patrick. "Sorry about that, just a little friend talk." Patrick brushed it off. "It's alright, can't be mad at someone as beautiful as you." You blushed, looking away from him.

He guided you to his car, a black Cadillac Brougham stretched limousine. He held the door open, helping you in before returning to his side. You both buckled up and went to the restaurant.

-

As Patrick parked you looked around seeing how beautiful the outside looked. It was decorated so elegantly. Patrick exited his car and opened your door, holding a hand out. You took it, walking towards the entrance.

As soon as you stepped foot through the door, a waiter came by, seating you two. You smiled, looking at all the people. They all had their eyes on you both as you and Patrick walked to a table. "Would you like to start off with drinks?" The waiter asked, pulling out his notepad.

Patrick ordered some wine. "Uh yeah can I just get water?" The waiter nodded his head. "Yes ma'am you can. Water for a pretty lady." You smiled at his compliment as he walked away for your drinks.

Patrick gave a deadly glare at the waiter as he walked away. "We need a new waiter." You looked at him confused. "Why?" Patrick shook his head. "I don't like how he was flirting with you, and you smiled!"You jumped at his slightly raised voice.

His tone changed from calm to angry in a matter of seconds. He must've noticed how nervous you looked because he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry baby, this is our first date and I don't want you getting attracted to anyone else."

You smiled, grabbing his hand across the table. "You don't have to worry about that because between you and me, you're the hottest in the room." Patrick's eyes darkened in color as he looked at you.

He licked his lips at your sweetness, wondering how you taste. "Thank you Y/n, you're such a sweet girl." You dropped your head away, avoiding his eyes.

You were so precious to him. You're not like the other cheap whores he's killed, you're different. The waiter came back with your drinks and asked for your order of food. Patrick ordered and now it was your turn. “Can I get a salad?”

The waiter rolled his eyes. “Oh, come on. Just because you’re on a date doesn’t mean you have to eat healthy. Get a burger or steak!” You gave an awkward laugh not knowing what to say. “If I was your date I wouldn’t care what you eat. You don’t have to act all healthy for this guy.”

The waiter kept going, but still wrote a salad down. “I’ll be back with your order.” Patrick grumbled something under his breath, watching as the waiter went to the back room. “Patrick?” Patrick’s attention went back to you with a smile. “Sorry again, I think he needs to watch his mouth, especially when talking to you.”

You cleared your throat, changing the subject. “Do tell me how your day has been.”

-

For the next 20 minutes it was good. You both ate and talked about everything. Patrick seemed like a great man, but what would catch you off guard is when the waiter would come talk to you.

He would stare at him with a threatening look, and the waiter didn’t seem to care. But mysteriously after Patrick went to the bathroom, the waiter stopped coming, in fact, you didn’t see him the rest of your time there.

You were finishing up some dessert when you caught Patrick looking at you. “What?” You giggled, Patrick shaking his head. “You think you’re all innocent, licking that whipped cream like that?” You gave him an ‘innocent’ look. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

You both shared a laugh, but your laugh soon stopped when someone very familiar from your past. Your ex boyfriend. Not only was he your ex, he was abusive. You froze, watching as he walked around the restaurant with some brunette girl hanging on his arm.

Patrick looked confused at your reaction, following your gaze to the man. “Who’s that?” You gulped. “He’s my ex boyfriend. He abused me for 2 years and went to jail, but he’s back.” Patrick’s tongue poked at his cheek at the thought of somebody hurting you.

“I’m over him, but god seeing him unlocked a whole lot of memories.” You stood up, brushing your dress off. “Imma go to the bathroom and then we can go.” Patrick let you go, eyes instantly locking onto your ex.

Patrick went up to him, calling him outside. Meanwhile, you were in the bathroom, touching up your face when a text notification came to view. You opened it, seeing your friend texted you.

Friend: ‘I told you something wasn’t right, he’s a killer! GET AWAY FROM HIM NOW!’

The text was followed by a wanted picture of Patrick on the news, with the caption. ‘Serial Killer on the loose.’

You could feel your body shake at the new information. Now you had to make up an excuse without getting killed. You slowly walked out, but Patrick was nowhere to be seen.

Confused, you asked a waitress near the door. “Excuse me, have you seen a man that I walked in here with? He’s tall, wearing a black suit, hair slicked back.” The lady nodded. “Yeah, he came out 5 minutes ago with a man.”

A man?

Something in your mind told you to look around and when you did, your ex was missing, the brunette girl sitting at the table. “Oh no.” You headed out, looking around the streets for him. “Patrick?” You called out, but got no answer.

Just as you were walking you could hear gurgling screams. You rushed to the sound, and ended up near an alleyway.

The sight almost made you pass out. It was Patrick on top of your ex, a hammer in hand, brutally bashing his head in the concrete, blood spilling out his mouth.

Your eyes were wide, body frozen, as Patrick mumbled things under his breath. “You wanna fuck her, huh? Make her yours again?” By his words you could only assume what your ex boyfriend was saying.

You heard an old lady let out a horrified scream behind you, causing you to jump. “Oh my god, it’s Patrick Bateman, someone call the cops!” People looked on at the gruesome scene, Patrick looking at you.

He quickly grabbed your arm, dragging you down the alleyway. “Patrick let go of me, please let go!” You struggled to loosen his grip as he dragged you into the dark woods.

He carefully walked through the woods until he reached a small cabin. He pushed your inside, locking all the doors and windows. You sat on the floor scared, wondering what was gonna happen with you.

Patrick noticed you, feeling a little bad, but not really. “What are you gonna do with me?” Patrick struggled his shoulders, grabbing a rag to clean some blood from his clothes. While he was distracted, you attempted to pull your phone from your purse, but Patrick was quick, grabbing it from your hands.

He opened it, looking at the message your friend sent. “Hm, it seems you know who I am.” He smashed the phone on the floor, stepping on it with his fancy shoes.

You cried, feeling all hope leave your body. “W-when can I go back h-home?" It was silent except for the small chuckle that rose in Patrick's throat. "Home? Darling, this is your home now. You're all mine."

This day would change your life forever. You should've listened to your friend and never went on the tinder date.

#patrick bateman #patrick bateman imagine #patrick bateman x reader #patrick bateman x female reader #patrick bateman x you #patrick bateman smut #american physco #slasher x reader #slasher imagines #slasher smut

[emperor-kumquat]

When you say 'Failed' routes is that the new version of dark+ (or whatever was the term previously I can't remember) where they are fundamentally similar to World Domination, Discovery, and Monstrous Heart routes but diverge to be vastly different stories as opposed to the Let Go version of Space Adventure in contrast to it's original Threaten version, or do those paths lead to doom without any good or happy endings but not a dead end like the RiD15 ending?

And side question, how much influence does your early choices have in relation to the alternate pathways to routes under the same name? Would it be just a simple edit to the credits near the end or do we get a slightly different Predaking going through the same version of the story who reacts slightly differently?

The failed routes mean that the consequence of killing Starscream catches up with you (his ghost working with an assassin Slipstream). It's what I was always thinking would happen in those Dark paths. Predaking will die before a story gets too far.

Predaking will also die in satisfying ways at the end of the storylines where he is pure evil. Basically, if you mess with Starscream, he will always get his revenge on you except in one story. In Reformed Predator, the threat of Starscream and Slipstream is stopped by Nightbeat and Rung.

The X's mean you die very quickly, in Part 1 or 2, so they don't really lead anywhere.

The variations of a storyline mean that the starts are different, but eventually the stories merge together. For example, how you treated Starscream at the start won't really matter once Space Adventure starts. All Space Adventure stories combine by the end of Part 2. The two variations of Discovery merge in Part 4. The stories are the same except Starscream has scratches present on his wings. When Starscream heals, the stories will become one. Starscream has forgiven you. As long as you let Starscream go before killing him at the start, he'll forgive you and just feel relieved that he survived

For these new changes to work, it means Starscream can't get the Phase Shifter anymore for the original Heart path (following the first Let Go option).

The terms "Dark", "One Attack", "Neutral", and "Heart" still help me organize everything especially when things get similar. "Dark" is any time Predaking continues the torture of Starscream past scratching and biting his wings (but now, Starscream will always die when the torture continues. I cut out all "Maul Recovery" options). "One Attack", is when only one attack is chosen before Starscream is let go. "Neutral" is the threaten Starscream option. "Heart" is the no violence at the start option, but I toned down how goody Predaking was to be more in character. Now he doesn't really pity Starscream, but just feels like tearing him apart would be dishonourable. Monstrous Heart has become available to One Attack and Neutral as well (wherever Predaking isn't evil). Whenever Predaking works as a police officer, he will encounter Kremzeek and get dragged into all kinds of trouble. Monstrous Heart explores the themes of manipulation and what makes a true villain!

I hope this was enough information for your curiosity :)

#tf mercy #transformers

[lou-struck]

Honey, I Shrunk The Devildom! (Part 3)

Obey Me! Datables (minus Luke x MC!)

Featuring: Simeon, Solomon, Diavolo, and Barbatos

~Another magic troupe lol, here’s how I think the Obey Me men would respond to being magically shrunk down.

Part: 1, 2

Warnings: None

(I want to do this series with BNHA guys too! let me know what you think.)

Simeon~ 

There is a certain mushroom that is native to the Devildom that most demons know to steer clear of. It’s not poisonous or anything like that. In fact, it’s actually quite lovely when prepared properly. But if one were to accidentally step on one as it's maturing, it releases a magical cloud of pollen with peculiar properties.

Our Sweet Angel was walking through the gardens of Purgatory hall and accidentally trod across the tiny purple mushroom. It releases a soft pink cloud of pollen that shrunk the angel to the size of a popsicle stick. As he looks up at the towering world around him, he realizes that he has fallen victims to the plant's natural protection from predators. With a sigh, he waits by his fallen bookbag until someone is able to assist him.

When he sees you are the one to come to his aid he feels an overwhelming sense of relief. A soft blush coats his cheeks as you carefully lift him up to your ear so that he may speak properly.

"Mc I believe I may have ignored our lesson in Devildom Botany the other day," he says "Would you mind staying with me until this little spell wears off?"

When you agree he gets comfortable on your shoulder admiring the interesting view that his new height is giving him, he enjoys looking down at your homework assignments and guiding you to the correct answers when you are having trouble.

"It's not every day a human ends up with an actual angel on their shoulder." he laughs scanning the next problem. “This may be a good experience for both of us.”

Barbatos~

The Palace has no shortage of hidden traps and magical surprises around every corner. Barbatos has become quite adept at uncovering some of the more dated additions but every once in a while he stumbles across a particularly well-hidden one. This trap was underneath a carpet that he removed for cleaning. The engraved runes glow a menacing green color and shrink the butler down to a miniature size.

He looks around the much larger room and is surprised at all the little messes and uncleaned corners that his new size has revealed to him. Insecurity plagues the demon as he wonders what else he has missed over the years as he hangs his head in shame.

You end up being the one to find him in this moment of sadness and tell him that you can help him with whatever he needs you to do.

Gratefully he accepts your offer to help and has you fetch some special tools for the job. The cleaning supplies is enchanted to magically adjust to the desired size of it's user. When he touches it it shrinks down to a size smaller than him so he can deep clean those hard-to-reach corners.

Once he gets going you are amazed to see how fast he moves despite his size.

"When he finishes with one shelf he looks up at you happily. "Excuse me MC, would you mind carrying me up to the next level? I can't quite reach it."

You of course help him out as he thanks you repeatedly promising to take you out for a very nice meal when he is fully grown again.

Diavolo~

The Prince is one of the only creatures in all three realms who has access to the Crown jewels of the Devildom. These trinkets and gems contain mysterious powers That has been preserved by generations before.

Some items may just be well-crafted and completely harmless, but it’s almost a sort of gamble for him as he looks through the trove of treasures trying to find a gift for you to wear.

Although he thinks you would look absolutely endearing in any of the items on display, he knows that the wage of some of the gems may be too much for you.

He ops instead for a smaller necklace that sparkles with the light of a dying star., But as he reaches out to touch it he ends up brushing a ruby red pendant next to it.

He shrinks in stature tremendously and for the first time in his life, the prince of the Devildom feels small...

Although he initially wondered how he would manage to get through his evening with you when he is only a few inches in height, he began warming up to the idea of having someone else be the center of attention for a change.

With this, he brings you into his little scheme to make the most of this less-than-ideal situation. It sounds dramatic and all too entertaining so you of course accept his request to conceal his presence.

With the Little Prince hiding on your shoulder, Diavolo was able to navigate the party in secret listening in on anything that his officials are speaking of when they believe him not to be in the room.

What he hears shocks him as he overhears tales of corruption among some of his most trusted officials.

Halfway through the party he reverts back to his original size and declares that there are to be some major changes happening in his Kingdom.

Solomon~

The sorcerer knows that there are so many demons in the Devildom that would want nothing more than to sink their teeth into him. He is unliked by many and untrusted by more than that.

His experiences have made him very knowledgeable about what he can do to avoid certain situations that would leave him vulnerable. Being an immortal human has led him to believe that he must deal with any kind of hardship by himself, only involving others if it involves bartering or deception.

So when he accidentally misread a spell and caused both his power and his size to deplete, he felt what he hasn’t felt in a long time, vulnerability.

His breathing comes out in ragged gasps as he hears slithering on the other side of the walls. He could try to wait it out, but as of right now he’s fair game to whatever picks up his scent first. but then a rave of hope shine through the dark and hallways of RAD. 

It’s you. The turbulence of emotions coursing through his tiny body cause his knees to buckle as you rush over to his aid, placing him gently in the safety of you palms.

He’s quiet as you take care of him only speaking to give you direction or advice on what to do next to change him back to normal.

He may not have a set plan, but for the first time in a very long time Solomon feels comforted in knowing that someone else is looking after him. 

Someone else cares what happens to him…

#obey me! #obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me writing #obey me smut #obey me x reader #diavolo #diavolo x reader #obey me diavolo #barbatos #obey me barbatos #barbatos x reader #simeon #obey me simeon #simeon x reader #solomon #obey me solomon #solomon x reader

[opinated-user]

So let’s review.

1.You’re part of a community that developed a hatedom for a z list YouTuber.

2.This hatedom attracts a pedophile.

3.The pedophile then tries to target the z list YouTuber’s audience of minors.

4.The z-list YouTuber is the bad guy for not reading your blogs so they can be aware of the pedophile you attract.

Lmao get fucked. This community can’t even be bothered to denounce Kiwi fucking farms, and you have the audacity to complain.

hi, LO. let me do the recapping now, shall we? you were told, explicitely so now, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that a predator and groomer whose main name is sparky has been in contact with your community that includes minor. so instead of dennouncing the pedophile, try to share the call out made about him that contains everything he did wrong, none of which were made by us because he was infamous before any of this, you prefer to still use to to attack Brittany. who you also accused of having who knows how many sock puppets accounts with no evidence at all, including me. at least when i call clearly bad faith anons LO is part of a joke that calls back to the sockpuppets that have been proven to be yours. i don't actually expect anyone to take it seriously. you have run with that narrative to the ground to try to silence someone you coerced years ago, just like you're doing the same with your sibling, while also being a disgusting creep that can't stop lying about having had sex with her. grow up. do something for someone else but yourself and do the responsible thing for once in your entire life. you have minors in your audience, you have vulnerable people, so when told that someone dangerous could target them you try to use them on this little charade of yours instead of warning people about them and instead lying that there was never any contact? you want to talk to me about "having the audacity"? how about you tell me, you, anon, whoever you are, how dare to come here to try to fling accusations around about "attracting a pedophile" when LO is the one who is actually lying in such a way that puts even more people at risk? how do you figure the way she has chosen to twist all of this in any way, shape or form helping anyone but herself and her own rotten image? where do you even think you have the right to utter such pitiful, disgusting words to me, or anyone for that matter? you go to the people calling out this groomer, this pedophile, this abuser, this racist lying hypocrite, who will use tranpshobia against fellow trans people, who will laugh at rape jokes at the expense of their sibling that was raped by her older brother, who laughs and celebrates along actual nazis while lying about other transfemmes in the same breath, and help out the pedophile to lie further about another pedophiles she's chosing to cover for. and you expect me to believe for one second that you care? that you have any moral high ground to stand on here? don't make me laugh. daddy is not here to clean up the messes for you, LO. i know that lying to avoid consequences has been your bread and butter since you were a child, but you haven't met me before. i have proof of everything i talk about here. you only have your lies. sooner or later, your lies are going to falter and the proof will remain.

it's your choice to make this easier or more difficult for you.

#lily orchard

[memoryprompts]

THE NINTH HOUR SENTENCE STARTERS / PART 2

( * a series of prompts taken from shayfer james and kate douglas' rock-noir reimagining of the epic poem beowulf. feel free to adjust as needed. / PART 1

Punish You. ( TW: asphyxiation )

"I swear I'll leave a scar."

"I'll mark you for the beast you are."

"It won't be gentle, clean, or quick."

"You'll taste the blood upon my lips."

"I will feast upon this fad."

"I will swallow you entire."

"I will punish you."

"You belong to me."

"I swear I'll leave a bruise."

"I'll take the breath away from you."

"My heavy hands around your throat."

"I'll teach you what it means to choke."

"We're all guilty of something."

Lullaby.

"There is a memory."

"You took me to the river."

"You taught me how to swim."

"You sang for me a lullaby."

"How did it go again?"

"The moon is new, the wood is dark, the sun has died."

"But I am here, my darling dear."

"Come sit by my side."

"The stars are black, the air is still, the sky is wide."

"Don't worry, dry your eyes."

"It occurred to me."

"I never learned to float."

"Oh, this tragedy."

"My life has made a mess of me."

"With all this wasted energy."

"All my life you taught me."

"People can't be trusted."

"We have to fight to stay alive."

"We'll always be the enemy."

"Eye for eye, and limb for limb."

"I've grown tired of this."

"There's beauty and there's empathy."

"Some people might have cared for me."

"I hid my heart and stayed inside."

"I'm tired of this."

Life is Beautiful.

"I think I've found passage out of here."

"I'll become a messenger of fate."

"The beast is dead."

"The road ahead is clear."

"So raise a glass, we have cause to celebrate."

"So drink to the dawn."

"We'll be home."

"Life is beautiful."

"Save all your prayers while we're good."

"I think I see the sunlight peeking through."

"The time of fear and feebleness is done."

"I'll become a legend thanks to you."

"So raise a glass."

"The battle has been won."

"And if another comes, you go ahead."

"I'll meet you there."

Can't Go Back.

"This vicious beast has struck at home."

"We're on our knees."

"But we are not alone."

"Our hero's here."

"Her sword is stained with blood."

"One beast is dead."

"But that is not enough."

"So we can't go back now."

"This time is now."

"You swore you'd see this through."

"It's eye for eye, it must be tooth for tooth."

"This brutal beast must die in agony."

"For her offense."

"For this catastrophe."

"If we are to stay alive, then the beast cannot survive."

What They Want (Reprise).

"There is a wall, through which I dare not step."

"We have been warned time and time again."

"There is a lantern, shinning back upon this winter's day."

"And a castle in the corner of my eye."

"I am equal parts a criminal and king."

"And I was still to be the master of a fate."

"This is what I want."

"This is what I'm here for."

"This is who I am."

"This is what I came for."

"There is a river bank we sinners must ascend."

"I'd rather be someone who burns than someone who hesitates."

"I am equal parts a monster and a fool."

"And I was born to be a ruler of the cruel."

Fate Goes.

"I've been waiting for this moment to arrive."

"I can see you for the monster that you are."

"A predator in the dark."

"A beast without a heart."

"I've come for you."

"They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions."

"But I had none to start."

"So where am I then?"

"I will surrender to the tide."

"Let the water be my guide."

"I am a wave on the ocean wide."

"Fate goes, as ever fate must."

"Fate is the only one thats just."

"Fate I trust."

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust."

"It's been written in the stars that you will fall."

"But I'm certain you won't go quietly."

"A spineless creature in the dark."

"Fate goes."

"As ever fate must."

"The same as me."

Epilogue.

"The warrior returns."

"The warrior returns with blood on her hands."

"Our hero will never die."

"As long as we sing praises."

"As long as we write history from the right side."

"You have hunted down a wanted thing."

"The glory of the offering."

"Peace has finally been restored."

"We will sing your praise forevermore."

"Thank god your bloody aim is true."

"Thank god our good king sent for you."

"Thank the lord, his will is done."

"You came and rescued everyone."

"I've sung this song a thousand times before."

"And I'll be made to sing it more."

"I've grown tired of this."

"Eye for eye, and limb for limb."

"The blood that I've been swimming in."

"Tell me there's another song."

"Tell me there's another."

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[a-casual-kpopfan]

Consequences and Regrets

Halo halo, this is ghost writer speaking. It's been a while since I've written another short, and this time, I followed Casual's footstep and wrote an angst Hope you guys will enjoy it, and give us more tears to fill our pot muehehehe…

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This is wrong, I shouldn't do this.... Hyeju thinks to herself, her lips claimed by someone and squished against the wall of the apartment.

He's waiting for me.... She feels her clothes getting ripped off her clothes, her body caressed and touched in a hungry, almost savage way.

"What are you thinking baby? ~" The man asks, a wicked grin on his face as he looks at her with a lustful, predatory gaze.

"Thinking of him, perhaps? ~" Hyeju's body stiffened at the question, her eyes darts around in an attempt to avoid the question, yet her body shivers underneath the pleasure he is giving her.

"After today, you'll forget all about him~"

"After all, can he please you like this? ~" he kisses her lips roughly, his dirty hands touching all over her private place, yet instead of repulsion, she feels pleasure and disgust at herself.

"Can he do it like I do? ~" The man leaves numerous hickeys on her neck, marking her at his.

A mistake she so dearly regrets.

He can't never do it like you because he's so gentle. That's what I love about him…

Gradually, her body succumbs to the pleasure that the man is giving to her. Her legs turn wobbly, almost falling before the man catches her, lifting her up and carries her to the bed. He looks down on her, like a predator looking at its prey, licking his lips with a grin "You are mine~"

"...I am yours..." Hyeju succumbs fully to his vile, domineering nature The deepest part of her mind yells at her, screaming and wailing, broken because of her adulterous act.

Yet all Hyeju can do is to surrender to him.

I'm sorry…

~~~~~~

Meanwhile....

You have been waiting for 2 hours, sitting alone in the VIP room that you have rented for privacy, with waiters standing by waiting for your orders. With a heavy sigh, you decide that enough is enough, and signal a waiter over. "It seems like I have wasted your time, you guys can go now, I'll still pay for the full service, so don't worry."

The waiter looks at you for a while, then smiles, a smile contains politeness, trained professionalism, and a hint of pity. "You have chosen our services, so of course we have to serve with our utmost respect."

You smile gently at the response, tipping the waiter generously before asking him to share it amongst his coworkers, before leaving the room, with a table full of already gone cold food. Not like you have any appetite to eat now.

Exiting the restaurant, you calmly make your way towards your car, showing absolute calm, just to break down into a crying, sobbing mess the moment your back lean against the seat.

You cry your heart out, cry for the years of relationship that you've committed, for the love that you hold for her.

Foolish, she doesn't love you, she wouldn't have done that if she did love you. You cry for everything you have sacrificed for her, everything you did to make her happy, everything...

After what felt like hours (it was just minutes) you receive a message. A message from an unknown number.

It only contains 2 words: "she's mine." Attached with a picture of a naked back, something that you are very intimately familiar. After all, you have laughed, cried, hug, even kissed it.

Once your safe haven, now look very foreign and distanced.

At that moment, you have decided. It's time to die disappear.

With surprising clarity, you scroll to a number in your phone, and dial it without a second thought. The line rings...1 ring...2 rings...3 rings. That person answered.

"Oppa?"

"I need your help, Bunny." You say with a trembling, hoarse voice, the product of all of that crying.

Stop crying, she doesn't deserve your tears, not anymore.

"Oppa, what happened? Aren't you supposed to be with Hyeju right now?" The voice clearly shows concern for you.

Unlike a certain someone

"I... I can't take it anymore, enough is enough...." Your voice starts to break down as all the emotions come up to you, clogging your throat, preventing anything sound from coming out of you, except of your muffled sobbing.

"I'm sorry oppa, I truly am...."

"It's not your fault Bunny, don't apologize for her...." even amongst the sobbing, you couldn't help but manage a little chuckle for her, someone who is apologizing on the behalf of her friend, someone who is innocent, yet got caught up in this mess.

"...Will we see you again oppa?" Now it's her turn to cry, her voice shivers, and trembles, as the thought of never seeing you again break her heart into pieces.

"I don't know Bunny. I truly don't know...."

"... Then I wish you a good trip, a-and...."  she is full on crying now, her voice a sobbing mess. "If fate wills it, we will meet again, ok..." Somehow, her weak voice, filled with sincerity and emotions, breaks you even more than the fact that your girlfriend cheated on you. All you could do is to turn off the call then bails your eyes out yet again, until you feel yourself almost collapse from exhaustion.

No, not now. you think to yourself before driving off to your shared her apartment.

~~~~~

2 hours later:

Hyeju runs into the almost closed restaurant, her hair slightly disheveled from all the running. If anyone is keen enough, they can also notice that her dress is crinkled at all the suspicious parts, namely the chest, hip, and thigh parts.

Looking around for a waiter, she tries to ask a question before she got interrupted.

"He left" The waiter that served you answer her question before she got to ask it. " You are looking for the gentleman that rented to VIP room, correct? He left, 2 hours ago" The waiter looks at her with equal part recognition and contempt.

"Olivia Hye huh.... you might be an idol, but that's no way to treat your partner like that, leaving him hanging for 4 hours." Luckily his voice is small enough that no one can hear him, but she can feel the contempt and disgust he holds for her. "Go home, we don't serve people like you." With one last cold glance, he sends her out of the restaurant, locking the door behind her.

Despite being treated rudely like that, Hyeju can't muster any anger towards the waiter, or any fear of being recognized. She knows, she deserves it, after everything she has done to him.

With a heavy heart, Hyeju reluctantly makes her way back to her shared apartment with him, hoping to ease his anger and disappointment at her.

She would rather him scold and hit her than all the kind, forgiving things that he has said to her. Those words hurt more than any kind of wounds she has ever had.

Maybe because he was too kind, she had taken it for granted.

What awaited her at home Isn't the sight of him waiting for her at the couch, his eyes equal parts angry and affection towards her. Isn't the sight of him cooking in the kitchen, with the aroma filling the entire home. Isn't his gentle smile greeting her every time she came home late.

What greets her is silence, cold, dark, bone chilling silence. An apartment devoid of life, sending chills down her spines.

".... Jagi?" She calls out to him, hoping that he is only sleeping, and that...

But her fear quickly becomes true, the more she goes through her apartment, the more she couldn’t find any traces of him. No signs of his shoes, of his clothes, of his laptop, not even his toothbrush and towels can be found.

The only thing she can find, however, is a small piece of note on top of a small black box. Slowly, she picks up the note on top of the black box, its content simply contains a few words: For the girl who broke my heart, that box will be the last thing you ever received from me. Goodbye Hyeju.

Without needing to open the box, his words are enough to bring her to tears, her body shivers and trembles as small sobs turn into full on ugly wailing as she clutches the piece of paper to her chest, holding it tightly like it's her life. Only one thought surfaced in her head now:

 I lost him....

~~~~~

With her brain in autopilot mode, her brain all consumed by the grief and sadness, she stumbles back to her dorm with the other members with miraculously means…

Why wasn't she hit by some random cars? She deserves it.

Entering the dorm, she is immediately greeted by a sobbing Heejin, with the other members consoling her, almost no one noticing her presence. Almost no one.

Heejin's ears perked up the moment she hears Hyeju entering the dorm. Hyeju can't help being see an image of a bunny overlapping her, no wonder why he always called her "Bunny".

With surprising strength, Heejin breaks out from the comforting hug of the other members and strolls towards Hyeju.

SLAP

To everyone's horror, Not Hyeju, she has predicted this she slaps Hyeju, leaving her staggering before leaning against a wall. "Why did you do it?" She asks with a cold, chilling voice. Hyeju can do nothing but look down in shame.

"After everything you had done, after everything we have done for you. After everything he had done for you, even giving you his forgiveness and trust, why did you commit it again?". All eyes fall on Hyeju now, eyes full on surprised, anger, even contempt and disgust. "I...." is all Hyeju manage to utter.

Heejin trembles as she looks at Hyeju with both anger and sadness. "It should have been me...." She says, her voice lacking any of the previous anger, instead containing a sense of sorrow and misery. "His attention, his love, his everything should have been mine... I am his best friend, his longest friend, it was supposed to be me...." Heejin's body starts to tremble, collapsing on her knees in front of Hyeju, her hands grasping her pants so tightly, its nearly ripped apart.

"I love him... but he… He's gone now..."

Heejin devolves back into a puddle of tears, sobbing and crying until she can't anymore.

"W-what did you say unnie?? What do you mean, 'he's gone'?!" Hyeju starts to panic, her mind trying to register the words that her unnies have said.

"Oppa accepted the business proposal and decided to move oversea. At this moment, he has already left Korea, he has already left us...." Haseul answers, her answer contains hint of sorrow, as he wasn't just Heejin's best friend and Hyeju's boyfriend, he was also a brother to everyone here, so his departure evidently left a mark in everyone here, some more than other.

Hyeju cannot bring herself to say anything. How could she? She's the cause of everything. She can only cry, cry for her disgusting acts, cry for betraying him again and again, cry for something she lost, and can never be recovered.

#loona fic #kpop fanfic #son hyeju #olivia hye #male reader #loona #fanfic

[oops-its-a-fanwork]

Borrowed the one piece pirate au from @mega-punani again, check 'm out! Part 2 of reader with different devil fruit abilities:

Reader with devil fruit: Communication fruit!

After eating the fruit, you have gained the ability to have some degree of communication with any other living being based on its intelligence/sentience, its needs and its ability to communicate. For example: you may communicate very simple concepts with plants (intelligence), like if they've gotten enough sunlight (the plant's needs), by touching or being near them, as plants don't communicate with body language or sound but with chemicals (their way of communicating). You can't ask a plant if they've seen a specific person though, because the plant can't see or hear, and likely wont recognize who walked past. A falcon, however, might be asked to look for someone with a certain description, and can communicate back with some details it's seen and the direction they're headed in, bc they're a hunter who uses sight to track prey!

Communicating with people is more like we're used to, but there's still some things to note. You can now communicate with anyone speaking any language, and you can hear the intention they speak with. The effect is not applicable to written text though, Cowabummer :( Additionally, you can't lie in languages you are not fluent in, since people will always hear the intention you're speaking with. You have adapted to this by being some definition of blunt, but since your intention can be felt when you speak, its rare for people to get mad at you for this: it always feels sincere, even if it would sound rough from someone else. However if you're mad at someone, its near impossible for them not to feel some of that spite.

On to the boys!

Lie detection? Is that supposed to intimidate you? Sorry Sans, but that's just your life. Your honesty is probably what got his attention in the first place, and even after learning the reason for it he still truly appreciates it. You talk and joke together all the time, and you're always bugging him about using his judgement on the flies and fish around the ship to see if it works. He tells you it wouldn't work because a fly doesn't need to lie. You agree but you pester him about it anyway. He's not a huge fan of you being able to detect his true feelings (how's your own power taste sucker!), but you always handle them with respect which he appreciates. In fact, being on the receiving end of something like this makes him a little bit more considerate towards the people he uses his judgement eye on. Mainly because you're right next to them giving him the stink eye, though.

Oh so refreshing, someone as genuine as Papyrus is like a breath of fresh air! He just says what he feels, and its usually positive too! You're a little less likely to become a blushing mess if he flirts with you while intending it platonically, but the amount of genuine positivity he showers you with may leave you flustered anyway. You help him out in the garden a lot, and he is very happy to have you tell him exactly what each plant needs. You both have, in the past, named some of the plants for fun. But you guys got attached... Now plants only get a name if they either live for a long time (like Patricia the grapevine) or if they can be named after the dish they will be used in (like Stir-Fry the cauliflower).

Blue often brings interesting plants and animals onto the ship to ask you what they're saying. It's usually something along the line of 'God help me I'm gonna get eaten by this big strong predator!-' but you can usually help ease the creature into relaxing. You both admire them for a bit and ask some questions, then put it back where you found it. ...Unless it says it wants to stay here, where it feels safe and protected. The both of you are softies, and Edge has had to chase both of you quite a few times in order to stop the ship from turning into the ark of Noah. Although the time you guys managed to sneak in a pair of ostriches and their young and hide them away for 2 days was admittedly quite impressive!

Stretch doesn't believe you when you say you can't lie. That would be awfully convenient wouldn't it? He won't fall for those kinds of lies, no matter how charming you are. And then Sans has to ruin it by saying you're not lying when you say that. That being said… Please stop giving him genuine compliments. He can feel how true they are to you and how is he supposed to respond to that?? He's gonna damage his banjo with how hard he grips it when you do that, give a guy a break! He kinda wishes he could make you feel his true intentions when he sings to you… Well, here's to trying right? At some point he might try to play and sing songs in different languages for you, just to see when you can or can't understand the lyrics. It's a fun little experiment for you both, and it makes him try way more different genres and cultural classics than before. It's a real win-win!

Hey another blunt person! Welcome to the club darlin'. Oh you didn't intend to be? That's still hilarious love. Red can really appreciate both someone who's very honest and clear, and someone he can tease. So whether you're a blunt hard worker who doesn't take shit, or a slightly bashful person who just can't lie even if they wanted to, this is a great deal for him. When he tells you you're cute he means it and he thrives of of your flustered reactions. He asks you to tell the rats to fuck off not chew on important stuff on the ship, and to tell Doomfanger to stop snitching on him to Edge when she catches him lazing about. Which leads to him being effectively extorted into giving her some of his dinner every day. Edge is gonna notice eventually anyway, either because he realizes she does it less, or because he notices her getting chubby.

I think that since Edge loves archeology, he might be interested in different cultures as well as their histories. That being said, you have some stories to tell him about different places you have visited and the stories people told, and the both of you ask locals about interesting historical events and myths from the area when you get the chance to. You even share a little notebook you write these down in, and you only occasionally doodle little drawings next to the texts. He loves tolerates them, and only nags about them when they bleed onto the next page. Speaking of which, Edge's nagging is incredibly endearing when you can feel how sweet his intentions are. There's no intimidation factor left to be honest. You make sure to treat him sweetly in response, resulting in a slightly confused, but pleased (and bright red) skeleton.

Razz thinks your skills could make communicating with the locals about the surrounding area much easier! Not that he wants to talk to anyone mind you, but he'll have you act as an interpreter for him when necessary. Not to mention you being able to talk to fish and other water creatures makes mapping underwater areas interesting option too! It's never been done before, which sounds like a challenge for someone magnificent~ ! Boasting aside, it truly is a genuinely good and helpful idea! Locating jagged rocks for boats to avoid could make areas much safer to navigate and could open up new trade routes for locals in rough territory. Not to mention locating sunken ships full of treasure sounds like a real adventure!

You can immediately pick up on it if Cash wants something for suspicious reasons, (and, more rarely, for non-suspicious reasons,) which makes you one of the very few people able to understand his reasoning and intentions pretty quickly (not as good as Razz, but pretty close in such a short time). This makes him... awkward, for a while. He can't even hide behind a mischievous mask with you when his intentions change from "bothering you because he's bored" to "bothering you because he wants your affection attention". He comes around after you insist on being around him and treating him kindly even after, well, everything, and it makes him especially soft on you. He's still a mischievous dork, of course, but he's very relaxed with you, to the point where you could even nap in the same room as him and not get pranked!! ...occasionally ;3

…oh no.... You're talking to the herbs in Paps' garden again. You do realize we're gonna eat that right?? Do you really want to become friends with it??? Bear actually isn't entirely wrong there: you can't join him when he's preparing fresh food, but luckily most fruits and veggies are not an entire plant, but only a part of one. You have also assured him that you have come to terms with the fact that something has to die in order for you to eat: that's just nature, you see it around you all the time. He actually really appreciates that sentiment more than you may have realized, given what he and Cinnamon went through. He may not tell you that, but you can feel the relief in his sigh. This also makes him feel more at ease creating vegetarian dishes just for you if you'd prefer them: you're not judging anyone on the ship for choosing otherwise.

Welcome to the extra senses club!! You and Cinnamon talk and relate a lot about the ways you perceive the world, and the way the world perceives the both of you. Actually, Cinnamon turns into a bit of a philosopher when you talk about yourself and about the life experiences of different creatures. You two have long conversations about the importance of intentions, the way different experiences can shape someones life and other such topics. These conversations are surprisingly positive for someone who has been through so much, but you suppose you couldn't expect anything less from a sweetheart like him. Don't tell him you think that though, for the moment you do (or give him any other kind of compliment) the conversation is cut short by him furiously trying to hide blushing face.

Snippets:

Sometimes the boys will have the interesting experience of finding you talking to the air below deck, only to find that you're actually talking to an insect or another little critter. Or to Doomfanger, since you two hang out a lot.

Edge and Razz are a little disappointed you cant actually speak a 100 different languages (cuz that'd be hot), however they would scream in delight if they found out you could talk to ancient creatures and mythical beings should you ever encounter them. What are they saying??? Secret knowledge about days long past, cities lost to the sea ages ago?? The answer to questions about the universe? The meaning of life itself-- "The weather is nice today isn't it?" "Yes, truly! This sun feels marvelous on my scales." "Oh they look amazing in this light, is that iridescence? That's so cool-"

You can actually get a free pass through certain sea monsters'/creatures' areas if you play your cards right (and if the boys don't immediately do something stupid). Perks of being able to talk to huge terrifying creatures! They tend to be of somewhat similar intelligence to humans/monsters, they just communicate differently.

Papyrus will sometimes help you and blue hide another creature on the ship, however Edge has implored him to tell him immediately if you guys have a creature and he's very conflicted about who to be loyal to… you guys just don't tell him unless you have to now, to save him the stress. (and to avoid Edges wrath)

Same thing for Cinnamon, except instead of it being a loyalty problem, he just can't lie to safe his life. If its a small animal however, he's your man. He's the only one actually allowed to keep a pet, since he actually takes care of them well and since they behave really well when they are with him. He'll keep the little critter with him until you guys can find them a good home on another island.

Sometimes, when you've talked to the sea dwellers of the area for a while while sailing through, they might help you out when you fall overboard. Everyone is very surprised when you fall overboard, only to be brought back up by a group of dolphins! You did promise them lunch for their little rescue though, so the rest of the day is spent fishing for them. Opinions on that are mixed.

You and Cash overhear someone telling the story of the Pied Piper of Hamelin and immediately decide to bother stretch about it. Surprisingly, he was bored and amused enough to go along with it, and it actually somewhat worked? With a combination of bargaining and convincing using your translation skills, you manage to recreate the scene with stretch playing his banjo (since he refused to use the flute Cash "grabbed" for him) and a row of dancing rats following behind. In the aftermath there's a lot of startled cries and laughing from the witnesses, but also an unexpected information network of rats, communicating through interpretive-rat-dance and banjo music when you're not around... What an interesting day!

#Undertale au #Pirate au #sans x reader #Papyrus x reader #homemade fanworks #sans: hey uh what you got there y/n? #y/n standing next to the ostriches they were trying to hide: a smoothie :) #I personally headcanon the reader to be fluent in a different language than the boys btw #cuz yeah me too. And also cuz then they can try to teach you theirs with various degrees of success #also I just want Cash to feel a little loved is that so much to ask #also- also I don't think stretch realized you can feel his intentions if he lets u which will give him a heart attack when he does finds ou

[mightbeorphanedidk]

Hi!!! I fuckin love your works. Saw you got banned LMAO what did you do

Are there any new fics to be written, or are you still working on those WIPs you mentioned

LMAO Thank you sm! <3 I had a little oopsy daisy with the moderation and my posting privileges have been revoked until the 24th of April.

Edit: can't reply to you guys either so sorry about that 😭😭

I am still working on those requests and WIPs, but I do have a few smaller ideas that I have planned! I was actually going to ask you all which to do first, so I know what's in high demand when I get back. I'm writing these in the order that they're in on my megadraft so.

1. Epilogue for "Sex Sells," The Moth Cries As He Runs From The Rampant Deer: I'll just be explaining what happened to Val after getting his ass kicked, with a bonus news report about the incident. Nothing too snazzy.

2. Story about languages in the hotel (unnamed): I heard a hc floating around that in Hell, everyone speaks their native language (So Charlie Latin, Alastor Creole French, Angel Italian), but there's a sort of translator to remove language barriers. This fic is a sickfic as well, in which not ONLY does the illness make you speak your first language, it has you blurt out the truth of what you think without second thought. Everyone at the hotel is fallen victim to it.

3. Sleepy times yayyyy: Literally just a 5+1 fic. 5 times Alastor is tasked with putting everyone to bed, 1 time he's being put to bed.

4. Hunger fic: Charlie deals with a difficult client, but ends up giving them a room. Everyone hates him, so Alastor decides to do something. Charlie doesn't exactly approve of Alastor’s snack and bans him from eating anything that Charlie doesn't give him herself. Alastor now deals with hunger, locked away in his room, until he finally snaps and goes against the princess. Charlie tries to fix her mess, Alastor goes full-on predator animal mode, and everyone else is just along for the ride. Heavily angsty, and relies on the hc that Alastor's hunger is only satiated by sinner flesh.

5. Radiosilence psychological fic: Something greatly weakens Alastor and Vox finds out. He uses it against him, kidnapping the deer, and melds his brain while he's weak. A slowburn(?) Fic of Alastor’s mindset, while in Vox’s captivity, going from "I need to get out of here and kill him" to "I can't live without him" each time Vox puts him under hypnosis. No g(rape) but very messed up. Also, predicted to be the length of the Angel AU i wrote.

6. Nightmare fic: So Lucifer uses his funky magic to project Alastor’s dreams onto a screen. Don't ask me how. Instead of cheesy romances or cliche power-possessing dreams, Lucifer sees something much, much more messed up. And damn, he regrets it so much.

7. Non-consensual drugging fic: Another torture fic. Lilith injects Alastor with a drug that makes him see everyone around him as someone he loves. This was in attempt to get him more attached (and ergo more obedient) to her but it backfires when he manages to escape to the hotel just as she inserts it. Ensue Alastor freaking out about why his mother is staring at him from the bar but also in the kitchen and simultaneously coming down from the stairs, when in reality, everyone’s just going about their days.

This might not have made sense, so sorry about that. I'll put up a little poll for you guys to pick which you're more excited for. That way, I'll work on it and make sure I post that first when I get back. :)

"Author pick what YOU wanna write!!" i wanna write all of tjem and idk which to prioritise. You guys pick first.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #ao3 stuff #archive of our own #fanfiction #one sided radiostatic #hazbin vox #chapter updates #customer service at its finest

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fantasy & cannibalism

the decision to make wood elves in the elderscrolls (for the most part) cannibals who forgo consuming vegetation is an interesting one, but it begs the question:

how are the bosmer (wood elves) surviving?

the worst fact about cannibalism that everyone except biologists forget is that you will starve to death if you consume nothing but other people.

yes. STARVE.

why? because there's not enough nutritional value in human flesh. We're at the top of the food chain and the nutrients we need to fuel the engine of our bodies and keep it operating have to 1) pass through other creature's metabolisms and what they took from it in the chain of eating, and 2) if what little was left over has been already processed and used by the human body, there's not going to be much to gain from it. Forgive my extremely short and simplistic way of saying the higher up on the food chain a creature is, the less bang for your buck you'll get out of it in general: aka why mass meat production doesn't focus on farming apex predators, but instead creatures that consume low on the food chain, like grazing herbivores.

That's real life. You cannot live off of the flesh of other people, you will die of hunger(if the prions and diseases and other stuff don't get you first). Now, apply that to fantasy.

Moving on to elder scrolls

Bosmer are weird... they practice ritual cannibalism and the whole thing seems more spiritual (hence 'ritual') to tie them back to the essence of the plants that shelter them, rather than an essential part of their diet... maybe. It's a blurry mess. The 'green pact', the practice that forbids them from harming plant-matter means their diets are carnivorous. So...

Does this mean bosmer are obligate carnivores, ie: is their biology adapted so that they rely only on meat to give them sustenance (and thus can't derive it from plantlife or non-animals)?

if it doesn't mean their biology is 100% carnivorous and they are instead omnivores like humans, where are they getting their fibre, vitamin c, other stuff needed from plant-eating? Do they import it from outside valenwood where the green pact doesn't apply? That's extremely shaky ground to keep an entire civilization alive...

if the bosmer are obligate carnivores, and the practice of cannibalism came from pragmatism to not waste a resource they depend on to survive (meat), which seems to be what the lore implies, how are bosmer getting nutritional value from eating other people (aka, animals at the top of the food chain)? Not to mention if reliance on this meat is a common thing (again which the lore implies), how do their bodies deal with prion transmission? Do their bodies resist disease- OHMYGOD. THEY DO RESIST DISEASE, it's in morrowind, oblivion, and eso as one of their species stats.

'the green pact' isn't practiced by all bosmer but what does that mean when it comes to diet other than 'haha not all of us eat our enemies'. Are these bosmer also carnivorous?

i mean the boring answer is probably 'tee hee, they're omnivores, just like humans, duh', which opens up all the issues™ with the decision to make them so meat and cannibal oriented.

I don't know. there's so much to do here and everything's so vague and wishy washy.

Mostly I'm just frustrated with creators not knowing the one single most interesting and horrifying fact about cannibalism: it doesn't help anything.

#tw #cw #tw cannibalism #cw cannibalism #bosmer #eso #elder scrolls online #i remember way back in 2007/08 playing oblivion and talking to a friend about it #who was like 'yeah i love bosmer they're terrible' #and i was like 'what? why' #and she told me about their lore which i didn't stumble upon or have interest to stumble upon beforehand #and then eso provides more but... just... it's all so nothing #i dunno maybe i just need to go through the valenwood quests and look for more to get confirmation on these things #probably #elves #can you imagine how amazing it would be to have a body that could reject prions? #fffuck #prions are the true terror #fucked up proteins that unmake your building blocks #ramblings #this formed as half a thought and i don't think i finished it #of course you can make it so your magic species of elves are so efficient they can get all they need from other sentient species #especially since it seems they prey on other species rather than just themselves #which means technically it's not cannibalism... still all the hnorror but y'know semantics #i dunno there's just so much that can be done and i'm getting the suspicion eso does none of it #yeah that bit in once piece where zeff survived off autocannibalism? fake. he stayed alive based on magic and dreams and stubbornness