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Hi, I would like to request a tonowari x fem human reader were his kids (aonung and tsireya) and her kid (girl, fully human) are like a blended family and the sullys show up to the metkayina and theyre like 🤨 because they didnt even know humans went outside the omatikaya. it can go where ever you want just had that idea in my head

Thank you <33

Our Family- Tonowari x Reader

(This kinda turned into a Son! Aonung x Stepmom! Reader, too. I hope that's alright!)

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+ When the Sully family sought uturu in the Metkayina clan, they didn't expect to find humans there, that far out in Pandora. They especially didn't expect to find out that the Olo'eyktan is in a relationship with the woman and has adopted her child as her own. Not to mention, his children listening to her as if she was their birth mother.

"Aonung?" I called from my spot by the cook pit. He popped his head into the marui's entrance.

"Yes ma?" He asked.

"Can you grab me the leather ties? Your father accidentally put them out of my reach again." I asked, pointing to a basket on a high shelf. He nodded and walked over to the basket grabbing a few ties for me.

"Here you go, ma." He hands them to me.

"Thank you." I took them and tied up the stuffed roasting leaves. He knelt down next to me and adjusted the grate over the cook pit for me. As I was about to set the food on the fire, we heard the horns from the reef.

"What the..." Aonung muttered before sharing a confused look with me. We both got up and walked over to the entrance. We saw 5 ikrans approaching.

"Ma?" Aonung looked down at me. As the ikrans landed I saw Ronal heading that way.

"Go on. If you see Kira, send her home please."

"Yes ma." He leaned down and kissed my head before running off. I walked back in and a few minutes later my daughter Kira came running in.

"What's going on, Mom?"

"I don't know. We'll wait for Wari to come and tell us." I run my hand over her head. "It's safer for us to stay here since we don't know the Navi that have come."

"Okay." She went and sat on a mat before pulling at the top she had been working on. It wasn't long until Tsireya walked in.

"Ma? Kira?" She smiled at us.

"What darling?" I looked up at her.

"Dad wants you to come meet some people." I was surprised but nodded.

"Come on Kira." I said as I walked towards the exit. She ran over and I pulled her into my side. We followed Tsireya to see a family of six standing next to Wari. As we walked up, I saw the family look at us completely shocked.

"Daddy!" Kira ran over to Wari and hugged his leg. He chuckled before picking her up.

"Hello, my Katir (rainbow)." He greeted Kira. He held her on his side before reaching for me. "Yawne."

"Hi." I took his large hand and he brought it up to his lips.

"Um, I'm confused." I heard one of the newcomers say. I looked at them. I looked at the oldest Male and realized he looked familiar. I glanced down and saw he had 5 fingers and toes.

"Jake Sully." He met my gaze as I said his name.

"Yes. I am. How did you..." He trailed off.

"I worked at Hells gate." I said in English at first before switching back to Navi. "I was a scientist for botany. Another scientist and I were out on assignment when the battle of the Hallelujah Mountains happened. I was against the RDA's plans and tactics so I was deemed okay to stay."

"Oh. But how did you end up out here?"

"12 years ago, my companion and I were chased from our outpost lab by some viperwolves and he was killed. I made it to the coast but got washed out to sea by a severe storm. I was pregnant at the time and I was washed up here." I explained.

"How did you not get... Well, um killed?"

"We were shocked when she washed up. But when we realized she was pregnant, we couldn't hurt her. Even Ronal was hesitant. Ultimately, We realized she wasn't a threat and was allowed to stay. Along with her child." Wari explained before smiling at Kira.

"But you two are together?" The woman asked. Jake looked a little mortified.

"Neytiri. Human and Navi relationships weren't unheard of back home." Jake said quietly.

"Yes but the Olo'eyktan? That isn't ..." She started to ask.

"Neytiri! Not our place." He said urgently. I chuckled. "Plus you really have no room to talk." Her eyes widened.

"Fine." She huffed before turning to us. With a genuine look in her eye, she apologized. "I am sorry."

"It's alright. We know it's out of the norm." Wari smiled. "Now, Tsireya will show you to your marui."

"Thank you. It was nice to meet you." Jake smiled and Tsireya led them away. Wari let Kira down who followed her sister. Wari and I headed back to our marui.

"So, why are they here?"

"They seek uturu."

"Uturu? Why?" I looked up at him confused.

"From the sky people." I nodded. I had a nagging feeling in my chest but shook it off. "You're worried about something."

"You know me to well." I chuckled. He reached down and picked me up. "The thought of humans back on Pandora is just a chilling thought. I can understand why Jake has done this."

"Do not worry, Ma'Y/N. We are safe here." He nuzzled my cheek. I cupped his cheek.

"I know. I just can't help but worry." I said as he carried me into our home.

"Everything will be Okay." He assured me. He sat down and set me on his lap. He began playing with my hair. I sighed, relaxing.

"Okay, my love. I trust you." Not long after that Kira, Teysira, and Aonung came in.

*Time skip*

A couple of weeks later, I was out collecting some shells for jewelry and clothes. I was out wading in the water a ways away from the village when I heard the sound of a fight. I quickly walked that way to see the Sully kids and Aonung with his friends fighting.

"Okay enough!" I yelled walking up to them. "Aonung! Roxto!"

"Shit!" I heard Lo'ak muttered.

"Break it up." I snapped. Aonung and Roxto quickly broke off and backed up. Neteyam pulled Lo'ak away. "Seriously?! Acting like petty children. I can't believe any of you!"

"Ma, I'm ..."

"Don't even Aonung!" I turned to look up at him. "I know you started this so don't even start. I am very disappointed in you." His ears fell back and he curled into himself with his tail dropping.

"Yes ma'am." I turned to the Sully boys and Kiri. They looked surprised at me.

"I'm disappointed in you two as well." I said to Neteyam and Lo'ak. They looked guilty. "Everyone, back to the village. We're going to talk to Wari and Jake now. Kiri you don't have too, sweetheart."

"Yawne?" Wari looked up as we entered. "What's wrong?"

"I'll explain as soon as Jake gets here. Wari looked between the boys and his gaze hardened at the looks of them.

"I may have an idea after all." He said. Once Jake arrived, I explained everything to Jake and Wari and we parted ways to speak to our kids privately. Once at our marui, I pointed at the mat for Aonung to sit.

"Do you have any respect for Kira and I?" I asked. Aonung's ears laid back.

"Of course I do."

"Then why do you treat Kiri like that? Lo'ak? Why do you treat them like demons when you call me Ma? Me, a human?!" I snapped. He flinched. I could feel Wari standing behind me. "You are being disrespectful to me and your sister as well as the Sully children. No more."

"Yes ma'am." He nodded. I turned away, rubbing my head.

"Go, think about what you've done. Think about our family. " Wari dismissed Aonung.

"Yes sir. Yes Ma'am." He stood. "I'm truly sorry, Ma." I nod and he leaves.

"Wari..." I turned to my mate with watery eyes. He gave me a sad smile. "Did I do something too..."

"No, no. You haven't clone anything. I'm sorry, Yawne. I don't know what's gotten into him." Wari knelt in front of me. He took my hand and nuzzled my neck. I could feel the tears nearly spilling from my eyes. I cuddled into his chest. He ran a hand up and down my back. "Shh, yawne."

"I am just confused. Sure he doesn't like humans much and I understand. But Jake proved himself to the Na'vi. His kids are born Na'vi and don't deserve to be treated like demons."

"I hate to say it but I figure he's following his mothers displeasure in the situation." Wari said and I agreed. furiously wiped my face.

"You're right. But Aonung is doing a lot more than grumbling about this." I mumbled as I nodded. He gave a small chuckle before cupping my cheek.

"Well, I believe you straighten him out, Ma'Y/N." He comforted me with encouragement.

"Thank you, Ma'Wari. I hope so." I smiled before sighing. "I don't know what we're going to do with that boy."

A little while later after Wari calmed me down, Jake came to us nearly in a panic with Neteyam and Aonung in tow.

"What?!" I exclaimed as Jake told us that Lo'ak was missing. My mind immediately went to Anoung doing something. I turned to the boy with a glare before Neteyam stepped up.

"I can assure you Aonung didn't have anything to do with it. Just after he spoke privately with you, he came and found me to apologize. And I went with him to apologize to Kiri. So Aonung was with me and Kiri when Loak disappeared."

"Alright. Good. Thank you Neteyam." I said and gave Aonung a soft smile. He gave one back. Tonowari set his hand on my back.

"I'll help look for him." He says turning to Jake. "I have a feeling that this has something to do with my friends. Plus I need to try and make up for the way I've treated him. It wasn't right or fair. I am very sorry."

"Thank you for apologizing," Jake nodded.

"Come. We'll start the search." Tonowari said to Jake. He directed some others before turning to me. "I'll be back. can you keep an eye out in case he makes it back?"

"Of course. Go." He nodded and gave me a kiss on the head. Everyone quickly dispersed but Aonung walked up to me.

"I'm sorry ma. I promise I'll do better by our family." He said genuinely as he knelt down in front of me.

"I know." I hugged him. I gave him a pat on the head. "Now go. Help find Lo'ak. Anything can happen to him out there. You, I, and your father will talk about it more later."

"Yes ma." He smiled. He followed everyone else. I sighed and shook my head.

"Eywa, what am I going to do with that boy?" I asked out loud. I heard a familiar set of giggles next to me. I turned to see Tsireya and Kira. "Come on you two. We better go check on Tuk, Kiri, and Neytiri."

"Okay Ma." They nodded and we left.

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allthingsfangirl101 · 5 days

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Extreme Proof – Steve Harrington

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My heart sank into my stomach when I looked up and saw Nancy Wheeler walking up to the ice cream counter. My stomach turned when I realized that it was Steve's turn at the cash register. I couldn't help but watch their interaction. They seemed. . . Perfect.

Steve and Nancy always seemed perfect. His smile was different. His laugh was different. His whole demeanor and attitude were different when he was around his ex-girlfriend. And I couldn't help but wonder why he settled for me.

I knew Steve and Nancy when they were dating. Well, I didn't know them know them. I grew up with them. I was in the same grade as Nancy and lived next to Steve and his parents. After they broke up, I could instantly tell that it had a bigger effect on Steve than it did on Nancy. She quickly moved on. He didn't.

Later that year, I started working at the ice cream shop within the new mall. I ended up being trained with Robin. Two months later, I trained Steve. It took him almost a week to recognize me as his neighbor. Once he made that connection, he put more of an effort into being nice to me. It wasn't until one night when the three of us got high while pretending to complete inventory that things finally escalated between us.

~ • ~

"Are you sure we should be doing this?" Robin giggled. Her laughter made Steve and I laugh.

"Probably not," he shrugged.

"Definitely not," I corrected. "But who cares?!"

All three of us started laughing harder. All of a sudden, Robin jumped up and ran into the other room complaining about being hungry. I looked over at Steve, both of our laughter stopping. I cleared my throat and turned away from him, taking a puff. Without looking at him, I handed the blunt to him. He took it but didn't let go of my hand.

"I'm really sorry, Y/N," he whispered.

"For what?" I asked, forgetting why I wasn't looking at him.

"For forgetting you," he explained, his voice still soft.

"Steve," I sighed, finally pulling my hand out of his.

"Y/N," he quickly said, stopping me from walking away. "We spent our entire childhoods living right next to each other. I constantly looked over."

"You did?" I said, even though I had told myself not to respond.

"Every time I looked over at you, you guys always looked so happy," he said, maintaining perfect eye contact. "You ate dinner together. You watched movies together. Your dad helped you with your homework. You spent every weekend helping your dad with yard work and helping your mom with housework. I was so jealous."

"Why?"

"You guys did everything as a family," he said. "And all I wanted was to be a part of it."

"A part of it?" I repeated. "Why would you want to be a part of my. . ."

Steve leaned over and cut me off by pressing his lips to mine. My mind was too cloudy for me to make any sense of this. So, instead of making sense of it, I gave in. I started kissing him back and things slowly escalated. We probably would've gone the whole way if Robin hadn't literally fallen into the room.

~ • ~

After that night, I didn't work the weekend. Another teenager asked for extra hours and I gave up mine. Monday, when I finally went back to work, I walked in and instantly made eye contact with Steve. Before either one of us was forced to fill the awkward silence, I went to the back room and found my name tag. I turned around and was about to walk back out when I suddenly wasn't alone.

~ • ~

"Steve," I gasped. "I was just. . ."

He cut me off by grabbing my hands and pulling me closer. "I think we need to talk."

"We really. . ."

He cut me off again by pressing his lips to mine. I was clear-headed and still didn't hesitate to kiss him back. As our lips moved in sync, I let out a small chuckle. My laugh made Steve slowly break the kiss.

"What?" He asked with a small smirk on his face.

"I seem to see a pattern developing," I teased.

"And what pattern is that?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"From what I can remember from last Thursday," I smiled, "you seem to only kiss me when you want me to shut up."

"First of all," he started to list off, "there are worse ways to tell someone to shut up. And second, that's not the only reason I kissed you."

"Really?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Of course it's not," he whispered. "The truth is Y/N, I have feelings for you."

My heart jumped into my throat as Steve stared at me with soft eyes. "You do?" I whispered, not sure what else to say to him. "Since when?"

"Since we were kids," he said simply.

"All that time?" I stuttered. Steve smiled as he reached up and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.

"All that time."

~ • ~

Things changed after that. Steve took me on lunch dates, rearranged his work schedule so we were on the same shift, and even came by the days he didn't work and I did. As good as everything was for us, I couldn't shake this feeling that something was hovering over us. It didn't take long for me to figure out what was hovering over us.

When it got too painful to watch Steve take Nancy's ice cream order, I turned around and instantly grabbed the broom from the storage closet. I kept my back to the counter as I swept the floor. When I was done, I instantly started cleaning tables.

"I thought I was on cleanup duty," Robin said. I didn't dare turn around. I didn't want to watch Steve make Nancy's ice cream sundae. I heard Robin sigh before she grabbed my hand. She took the rag and tossed it onto an empty booth before dragging me to the small lounge we had back behind the counter.

"Talk," she demanded.

"About what?"

"Don't play dumb," she sighed. She lowered her voice as she continued, "I know what you're thinking, Y/N. Steve is not in love with Nancy."

"It's just. . ."

"He's not," she cut me off. "Steve and Nancy happened a long time ago. He's so much happier now, Y/N. Now that he has you."

"I can't help but. . ."

"What?" She pushed me when I didn't continue.

"I can't let go of the feeling that Steve still has feelings for her," I confessed. I looked up and saw Steve and Nancy still talking at the counter. "See?"

Robin turned around and sighed when she saw my boyfriend talking to his ex-girlfriend. "I'm sure you're reading into it," she stuttered. "I mean. . ."

I didn't hear whatever excuse she was struggling to come up with. Instead, I went to the back freezer and started unloading random things. I jumped when two arms wrapped around me.

"You know I love you, Robin," I said, trying to tease, "but not like that."

"Ha ha," Steve laughed sarcastically as he spun me around. His smile faltered when he saw the look on my face. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah," I cleared my throat. "Why wouldn't it be?"

I walked away and reached down, picking up a tub of our new flavor that's been selling fast. Steve walked over, gently grabbed it out of my hands, and placed it back on the shelf.

"What's going on, baby?" He asked, his voice lowering to a whisper.

"It's nothing," I stuttered, matching his tone.

"Robin told me."

My stomach dropped. I pulled my hands out of his and instantly wrapped my arms around myself.

"Baby," he sighed, gently grabbing my arms and pulling me closer. "We've talked about this. There is nothing between me and Nancy anymore."

He started to lean in to kiss me, but I gently stopped him. "We should get back to work," I said softly. I started walking out of the freezer, but he grabbed my wrist.

"No," he said firmly. "Y/N, we need to talk about this. We have talked about this. I know you think you aren't good enough for me, but, baby, you need to get passed those insecurities."

"Get passed them," I scoffed, stepping away from him. "Like it's so easy. Tell me, Steve, how easy was it for you to get past your insecurities with high school and being known as Steve "the Hair" Harrington? Not so easy, huh?"

"That's not fair," he sighed.

"You don't get it," I said, my voice breaking. "Nancy. . . She's. . . Nancy Wheeler is everything that I'm not."

"Except for one thing," Steve quickly interjected. "She isn't the girl I want to be with. She's not you, Y/N. And I want to be with you."

"You have to try to understand, Steve. This isn't easy for me. I mean. . . I've never had a serious boyfriend before and. . . Seeing you with her. . . It's not easy on me, okay? It just. . ."

"What?" He asked a little too harshly. "Try and explain it to me, Y/N."

"I can't," I whispered. "And if you can't understand it then. . ."

"Then what?" He sighed, clearly losing his patience with me.

"Then maybe we shouldn't be together."

Before he could agree with me or fight for me, I turned on my heels and ran. I ran out of the ice cream shop, out of the mall. When I got outside, I stopped for a brief second and let out a small scoff.

It was raining.

"Of course," I mumbled. I looked around, my eyes landing on the payphone. I ran through the rain toward the payphone. I grabbed some coins out of my pocket and called my brother.

"Speak!" He answered.

"Eddie," I said, my voice breaking.

"What happened?" His whole demeanor changed. "Y/N, what's wrong?"

"I think. . . I think Steve and I just broke up."

"What?!" I covered my mouth to muffle my sob as Eddie continued to angrily mumble. "I swear I am going to. . . It'll be the last thing. . . I'm gonna kill. . . Wait, what happened?"

"Nancy came into the shop today," I said, my voice shaky.

"Y/N," Eddie sighed. "Steve is not still in love with Nancy. It's all in your head."

"But you didn't see them together, Ed," I instantly defended myself.

"Look," he said gently, "I know you've had your issues with your self-confidence and with constantly comparing yourself to Nancy Wheeler, but, you gotta stop. It doesn't matter that Steve and Nancy used to have a thing. He's not with her anymore."

"He's with me," I cut him off. "I know. I know. But it's not like it was his choice."

"What are you talking about?"

"She broke up with him, Eddie," I said, my voice dropping.

"So?"

"That doesn't mean he stopped loving her."

"Y/N," he sighed. "I believe Steve when he says he doesn't love Nancy anymore. Why don't you?"

"Because why would he want me?" I yelled, finally letting out all my insecurities and frustrations. "I'm boring, Eddie. I don't have any friends. All I do is go to school, come home, do my homework, and go to bed a 9. Why would Steve "the Hair" Harrington fall for someone as boring as me? I'm not smart. I'm not funny. I'm not beautiful. I'm not enough for him, Eddie. Why does no one else understand this?!"

I slammed the phone back onto its receiver and turned around. Usually, Steve takes me home from work, but I had to get out of here. I saw the bus at the bus stop and instantly started running towards it in hopes of catching it.

One minute I was running through the rain. The next, I was falling. As I landed, I hit my head hard. I tried to think. I tried to sit up. I tried to move, but it was like I was frozen. Soon, the world started to spin. It wasn't long before the darkness took over. But right before it did, I thought I heard someone yell my name.

"Y/N?!"

* * * * *

I woke up a little while later being warmer than I was when I first fell asleep.

"I told you, Eddie," I heard my Uncle Wayne sigh, "she hit her head pretty hard. She may be out for a couple of more hours."

"She's awake," I heard Steve say with a small chuckle.

"How do you. . ." Eddie didn't finish his question when he turned around and saw me watching them. I was back in my room and the three of them were standing in the doorway.

I smiled when Eddie ran to my side. He was already sitting next to me and holding my hand by the time Uncle Wayne walked into my room.

"How are you feeling, kiddo?" He asked me.

"Okay," I shrugged. "I think. I mean. . . I'm a little confused."

"You slipped," Steve said, his voice softer than normal.

"What?" I stuttered.

"You were running toward the bus," Steve explained as he slowly walked into my room. "With the rain and the puddles, you slipped. I walked out of the mall right as you fell. I ran over to you, but you were barely conscious."

"Oh," I said under my breath. Suddenly, a thick tension fell between the two of us. If it wasn't for that tension, I would've laughed when Uncle Wayne hit Eddie's arm.

"We'll give you two some privacy," he said as he practically dragged Eddie out of my room. As soon as it was just us two, Steve sat on the edge of my bed.

"We need to talk about this," he said softly. "I can't stand the idea of you thinking you're not good enough for me."

"I just. . ."

"Please," he gently cut me off. "I need to say some things and I need you to hear them, okay? You are enough for me, Y/N. You are the perfect girl for me. I know you struggle with my and Nancy's friendship. If I could make it better for you, I would. The only way I can start to make it better is to tell you that I am completely, one hundred percent over Nancy Wheeler. I am also completely, one hundred percent into you. I don't know why you think you're not enough for me, but you are. You are enough, baby. No one is better for me. You make me extremely happy. You make it so I don't have to be fake. If I'm not happy, you know it. If I'm struggling, you know what to do to help me. I promise, Y/N, there is nothing between me and Nancy. Not anymore. Not ever again. I haven't had feelings for her for a long time. You make me happy. There is no one in this world I would rather be with than you."

With tears streaming down my cheeks, I grabbed his face and pressed my lips to his. He instantly wrapped his arms around me and kissed me back. Every insecurity, every worry, disappeared as we kissed. Steve broke the kiss, both of us breathing heavily.

"I don't just want you," he whispered. "I love you."

"I love you too," I said, my voice breaking. My smile fell as I continued, "I'm really sorry, Steve. I never should've. . . I shouldn't. . . I was wrong. I should've believed you when you kept telling me you were over her."

"It's okay," he soothed. "But next time, promise me that you'll talk to me if you ever feel something like that again. Please, baby. Promise me."

"I promise."

Steve smiled as I pulled him toward me and laid down. That night, I fell asleep with Steve's arms wrapped tightly around me.

#steve harrington imagines #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #stranger things #requested imagine #joe keery #joe keery request #steve harrington request

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proselfship-imagine-hub · 1 month

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imagine your F/O who comes off as nothing but wonderful, good-hearted, who honestly seems like an angel, being utterly obsessed and so possessive over you to the point of murder

they seem so kind, but they have and will kill for you, for your sole attention, again

you're theirs, and theirs alone

the blood on their hands runs thick, and they regret none of it. as far as they are concerned, everyone killed deserved it. how dare they smile at you, how dare they talk to you—they can't risk anyone ever stealing you away from them! it had to be done!

and they'll make sure you never find out about this side of them. to you, they'll be the kindest sole alive, perfect, charming, almost angelic in their understanding

it would do them any good to have to steal you and lock you away too soon after all, they want you to love them on your own

they'll be patient, do what needs to be done, and smile softly all while waiting for the day you love them back

#requested imagine #darkship imagine #self shipping #selfship imagines #self ship #selfship #proship selfship #proselfshipping #proselfship #proship please interact #proship friendly #proship safe #antis dni #antis do not interact #darkship f/o #yandere f/o

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imagines-to-quench-thirst · 1 year

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I love the fact that you’re writing about different characters that Mads has portrayed <3 Duncan Vizla is a personal favourite so I was wondering if you could write something about protective! Duncan Vizla? Maybe they capture her and he’s ready to wreak havoc upon them? Hurt / comfort with a bit of make up smut? Only if you can though, no pressure or worries <3 your writing is amazing!

My Saviour

SUMMARY: Duncan goes out with his love Y/N, and she encounters a moment in her life she thought would never happen, but Duncan comes to the rescue and ensures that she feels safe and loved again.

PAIRING: Duncan Vizla x fem! reader

WARNING: 18+, mentions of non-con (brief mention no further details), SMUT, female receiving

NOTES: since there is a scene with a brief assault mentioned, please skip this piece if you don't feel comfortable reading it. Your mental health is more important to me than anything <3

Duncan is protective. Simple as that. He was trained to kill others for a cash prize and honor, among other assains, throughout his whole life. But now, with his life settled in a cabin in the woods and his partner Y/N it puts a brake on his former life and builds anew. His protectives and killer instincts go in overdrive when he is out with you, whether in a coffee shop, shop, cinema, or anywhere you want to go.

His hand is on her 24/7. When going out, he brings the most miniature gun in his coat, just in case. His eyes are razor-sharp, watching the environment around him and then gradually relaxing with his adoration. Sitting down at the coffee shop, the night cascades as the two lovers talk to each other, noticing only their coffee cups gradually empty.

'We should get going. It's already 8 pm.' Duncan proposes, peeking down at his watch. 'Sure, I'll just go to the bathroom.' Y/N answers, standing up and strolling toward the washroom.

Duncan oversees her enter the facility, patiently lingering. Y/N enters the bathroom gazing at the slight corner of the facility, her gaze hooking onto the frail leg. Kneeling down, Y/N asks carefully, 'Are you okay?' The woman gargles out a response as footsteps transpire from the same place.

'What the?' before she could finalize, the door barged open as a robust man grabbed Y/N by the throat, slamming her against the tile wall. Y/N seizes her hands on the assaulters' steel grip. She twisted his skin as Duncan instructed her before

'Remember you twist, under, and-' 'And what?! Shit, what did he say next?!'

Her mind raced with no end and no solutions. The man's uninvited hands started to travel up her leg, inching slower to her middle. Squeezing her tights together, she shouted as much as possible, 'Dun-!'

The door opens with a deafening smash. Duncan saw the sight he did not want to see her in. Ever. His love attacked, and he did not see it coming. Her teary eyes pleaded and reached out to him, wanting to be saved.

'Y/N. Close your eyes.'

Obediently shutting her eyes, Y/N saw darkness and heard revenge being delivered. The twist, crack, and stab was heard as the assaulter weak pleads died down with him.

'Open, dove.'

Peeking up, she saw her protector, his hands stretched towards her, offering her help to stand up.

'The girl.' Y/N feebly voiced, looking behind him and noticing the woman slowly stand up and walk out.

'Do you want me to call an ambulance?' she added. The girl turned her head towards them calmly. 'No, no, thank you. F-Fo-for saving me.'

Duncan brings his alert to his dove, and Y/N witnesses his eyes. The warm grey tones disappear, and solely endless deep black has taken over his eyes. From that moment, she knew that he was back in his old ways. And for the first time, Y/N felt her soul shaking.

'Let's go home.' he ordered while they slowly strolled out. Duncan letting the personnel know what happened.

later on

In the cabin, Y/N sat on the couch, observing Duncan tending to her wounds, soothing hands touching her skin, taking each twitch and painful whimper into account.

'Do you want to talk about it?' the question cut the silence of the atmosphere bringing Y/N back into her state she almost forgot. His gaze turns to her, and she feels her soul shake yet again, feeling safe with her protector. Her eyes prickle with tears, and her lips quiver with missing and broken words lost on the tongue, hands reaching for his grasping softly, shaking with the possible future that might have happened if she didn't go the bathroom, remembered all of the things Duncan showed her or if she didn't have…him.

'I went into the bathroom---saw the girl asked if she was okay---and the man jumped out of the stall and grabbed me by the neck and touched my legs…Nearing closer to my…' Y/n hushed words feeling Duncan's grip tighten around the opposite shaky hands.

Duncan watched her clutch at each tear and escaping word she spoke. At the same time, his heart and brain pushed him internally, not checking up on her earlier, not killing the piece of shit on the spot that does those things for fun. Duncan never thought he would have someone to call his family and home as well not having this level of protectiveness drug his veins to the level where he wanted to burn the world for her if she said so.

But for now, he will worship her in the way he knows best. Duncan littered her face with kisses soft as the feathers touch, removing the slaty tears, hearing the whimpers turn into soft hums of satisfaction. 'I will remove all of his traces. He doesn't exist anymore. He can NOT hurt you anymore. I have and will protect you, and I will re-write my wrong for tonight. Will you let me worship like you deserve?' Duncan inquired, seeing how her eyes softened with affection, a smile peaking on her face.

'Yes, please.'

Duncan opens her legs slowly, kneeling in front of her and her core. He begins kissing her inner tights while his hands massage the legs gently enough to hear the hums he wants.

'If you want me to stop-' 'No, no, continue, please. I need you.'

Hearing those words, Duncan desired nothing more than to kiss until the oxygen ran out of his lungs, but he suppressed his needs putting hers in front. His breath tickled her core, twitching at the effect. Nearing close, not losing sight of his pearl, he starts to kiss her soul. The movement is pleasantly slow, slow enough for his dove to relax and intertwine her fingers into his ash-grey hair. Her legs opened more, placing them on his shoulder. His tongue brushed up and down against the folds, the juices cascading down and into his mouth, making his blood run wild. The 4 days shaven bread scratched gently on her tights as whimpers filled his ears.

'Right…there…' she said, grasping his hair tighter.

Duncan continues his actions as his nose presses on her clit, eliciting a suppressed moan. Duncan stops to speak five words.

'Don't suppress your voice, dove.' and starts again.

Y/N moans loudly, not letting the moans and pleasure be suppressed anymore. The wooden walls held the moans and gradually layered more and more in the bedroom. Duncan's nose pressed a bit more, and his tongue played with her folds mixing his saliva and her juices together. The love-filled actions continued while Y/N grasped harder on his hair, tighter and more painful, until there was no grip, and her climax crashed on his lips. Duncan stopped pulling away, massaging with his hands her inner tights, prolonging her stimulation as it died down to the tiniest fraction.

'How are you feeling, darling?' Duncan inquired, hoping he helped in some way.

With Y/n's shallow breath, she happily replied, 'Most definitely better. Thank you, Donut.'

Kissing her tights, he promises 'Always.'

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callme-yah · 1 year

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Imagine your shipcest F/O sneaking into your bed at night. The lights are out, no one else in the house is awake, and they creep in and curl up with you. Their feet are cold as they press in close, but you forget about it when they kiss you and whisper how much they love you and how much they love having this private time with you.

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minim236 · 1 year

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ok Rhaemond prompt with Aemond and Jace not getting along and it's just messy messy messy

Lmao, it would be messy!

Rhaena sighed, watching the training yard. A tourney was coming up and so, many men were here training.

And Jace kept on getting into scrapes with Aemond. The older prince was a skilled fighter, perhaps having to work harder due to his one eye. Some underestimated him, but he had gained the respect of Cregan Stark after disarming him in a training session.

Jace still did not care, and that was why Baela was wiping blood from his brow after Aemond kicked him to the floor after disarming him.

"Oh, Jace!" Rhaena ran into the room, worried for him.

"I am well. Aemond is a prick." Jace assured, wincing as Baela cleaned up the small cut.

"Jace, you do provoke him at times." Baela conceded.

Baela looked at her sister, and Rhaena turned away from her scrutinizing gaze. She knew what she was asking without her having to say a word.

...

Rhaena walked down the long empty corridor of the Keep. She yelped, feeling her arm tugged harshly but was relieved when she fell against a familiar hard and warm chest and looked up at a smug Aemond who tucked her into an alcove, hiding them from view.

"You must stop doing that!" She scolded.

"I cannot resist. For someone who carries a dagger, your reactions are rather slow." Aemond said.

She kissed him gently. For a few moons, they had been in this secretive courtship and whilst they did not want to change so much of their behaviours, she did know Baela knew and therefore wanted to find some way for her love and her big sister to get along.

"Can you please be kinder to Jace?" She asked, and he rolled his eye, "I am not asking you to make complete peace with him, but you are rather brutal in training.

Aemond scoffed, "If he believes that is brutal, I pray he is not called for war, let alone a tourney."

"Baela and I have asked the same for Jace, and when we tell everyone our plans, I wish for as few obstacles as possible." Rhaena asked, "And you love me, do you not?"

"Of course I do." Aemond looked offended that she even questioned his devotion.

"Can you love me more than you hate him?" She asked.

"I love you more than anything." Aemond vowed, and then reluctantly nodded, "I shall try not to maim him."

Rhaena grinned and kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you, my heart." He nodded, giving her a small smile and pressing a quick kiss

"He is not the Velaryon who took my eye. Where is his brother?"

"Aemond!" Rhaena hissed, walking quickly to catch up with him.

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Request Imagine: Being Jeskier's half-sister and a Half-Elf, being thick as thieves, and joining him and Geralt on adventures till Geralt yells at Jeskier so you follow him to try and make him Apologize. On the way you arrive at Cintra When it's being taken, you find Ciri so you both end up on Adventures together to Find Geralt. Eventually go to To Kaer Morhen where you meet Geralt's Brother, Eskel, and fall in love.

You Loved your brother, even those being Only half Siblings. the moment you were born your mother Dropped you off at your fathers and wished him luck. So Jeskier was by your side from the start you use to follow him everywhere growing up and when he started to travel to sing his Songs you joined until your father would Pull you back home to be a proper young lady until He got distracted by a pretty new lady he was courting So you sneaked off to see your brother and ended up on an Adventures with Him and Geralt the Lone Wolf. a witcher. It was Going Great Until- the two idiots one being your brother and the other Geralt started Bickering. you saw the Fight Coming they were both on edge all week. making One-handed remarks. then Jeskier Bregged that he was traveling with the witcher. causing unwanted attention which cause A Drunk fool to stroll over to your table.. at first he went to boost how he could take down the Great "lone Wolf" but then he saw you. and saw your pointed ears and the man lunged at you. before you coudl grab your blade to defend yourself Geralt slammed the man onto the table and a huge Brawl started. it ended with the three of you being kicked out of the Pub/ your hotel. you were suppose to spend the first night in weeks in a proper bed. and have a bath. but that was ruined.

the Two Fought and bickered.. truthfully you were on Geralt's side of the fight, If Jeskier kept his mouth shut, and didn't bring attention to you Nor Geralt you woudl be in a nice warm bed right now. Instead of walking down a dark road in the pitch black chassing after your brother. who was as brave as a mouse. you found him begging him to just apoglize and that a nice warm meal and good sleep will solve everyone's problems but Jaskier decided he would rather keep traveling and singing away from Geralt and you. he wanted "Me time' which you laughed Saying that was non sense but he left either way.. you searched for Geralt but in his fit of rage he stormed off Leaving you alone.

you ended up traveling by yourself exploring the world you decided to Go to Cintra mainly because you never been and the other resort was to return home, and finally do what your father wished and that was to Marry, settle downa nd give him grandbabies.. Not many choices for a lady. but you arrived at Cinetra Right during battle as you fought protecting a Old man who had One leg. and was on the ground crying. when you noticed. Ciri. escaping Cinetra you both went on a long search to Find Geralt.

Ending up in the Witcher's birthplace was Not what you expected but you entered the castle with Geralt, and Ciri as you were in amazement. the castle was Cold and drafty when Geralt said to pick any room.. you weren't sure what to expect but having rooms with holes in them gave little protection to the elements Vs rooms that were warm. being filled with Rats.. it wasn't a great option.. espicalyl since Rats terrified you.

Fighting monsters, Climbing up high mountains, Or blood scared you. little scared you. you coudl rationalize anything. But Rats! UGH! with those Eyes, and those Tails and the Feet! Oh! you weren't entirely sure Why Rodents scared you but. you have thrown Jaskier, and Literally Children infront of you using them as shields. Ciri had No problem with the Rats which stunned you. she was a princess. you found a Room that had Only One Hole in the wall.. looking at the room it had a corner where Snow wasc coming in but it was cold.. and the Rodents would choose the warmer rooms. you had worst.- well you told yourself you had the worst.. to make yourself feel better.

I used a blanket to plug up the hole as you went to anoher room stealing more blankets. it was late that night while all the witchers were Roasting and celebrating Geralt's return and bringing two beauitful ladies did you meet his brother. Eskel walked in and dritectly to Geralt giving him a Hug as they talked to themselves. he was handsome you thought as he completely ingored the two strangers in he's family home.

"where's your room?"

Ciri asked as you looked over at her. you like Ciri, she was thirsty for knowledge and wanted revenge. but at heart.. she was still a girl. scared but forcing herself to be brave. you saw a weird amount of Geralt in her. had to be the "child by surprise" thing. you spoke, "you know when you go up the stairs. to the corridors to the left?"

She nodded her head, "the second room on the right."

Ciri was stunned, 'there's no heat there.. theres holes in all of them. "Aye. but Not one Rat... I'll rather Freeze to death."

"they are harmless."

"Mark my words Ciri! one day those Suckers are going to whipe out a Entire Civiliation!" she rolled her eyes as Geralt walked over as he spoke, "Ciri, Y/N this is my brother Eskel'

he bowed looking at you btoh as he caught your eye. for a second before he moved them away as he said, "It's been a long Journey I think i'll retire for the evening."

he walked off as Geralt sat down as you spoke, "he semes.. tall."

"rough Hunt- Did you find a room?"

you nodded your head, "you all needs alot of Cats." he chuckled as he spoke, 'you could just simply kill them if they bother you that much."

you shook your head Geralt knew how terrified ou were of the rodents. you have shoved him in front of you more then Jaskier has Sang "toss a coin to your witcher"

"god- and touch them? Fuckno!"

the next day you were watching the witchers train as you joined in. you were always pretty good at fighting. probably because of your mother. you were always just a bit faster than everyone, stronger, and flexible. so you got the hang of fighting pretty easily. then that night arrived as they invited the local Whores from the village to come up to the party. you escorted Ciri to her room. she May have had to grow up faster then most. but you could still shield her innocent eyes from that! you opened the door to her room to see Rats scurry across the floor as you screamed loudly jumping away from the door and backwards as you paced away as Ciri chuckled just to hear a sword being uncovered and hurried boots. you turned to see Eskel as he was holding his sword out ready to Fight to protect yuo both as you spoke, "it's fine- it's Nothing im sorry.."

"What a great protector you are Y/N"

"Oh stuff it Ciri! they are-" Ciri dissapeared into the room as you knew excatly what she was doign as you Ran down the hall towards Eskel getting behind him as Ciri came out holding a rat. as you screamed, "DROP IT! MY GOD CIRI YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW DISGUSTING THAT IS! MY GOD YOUR SUPPOSE TO BE A PRINCESS!" Ciri laughed as she spoke, 'how the hell you get that far so fast?"

you were not only behind Eskel but down the hall far away as Eskel turned seeing you as you held your hips, tightly, "Ciri your Lucky Geralt would Kill me ffor killing you!"

Ciri just laughed loudly saying goodnight. she closed her door leaving you alone with the quiet Witcher. you held your arms fast as he turned to you" scared of Rats?"

"I"m scared of monsters- Im terrified of Rats.."

he grinned weakly, "Bad place to be. This place is full of them."

You nodded your head, "I fully agree- why aren't you downstairs- with the guests."

He chuckled softly as he spoke, "Well I was heading down till I heard a Lady in distress."

Your face burned red as you laughed it off. trying to have a clear thought as he spoke, "Have a good night Y/n"

"Night." he walked passed you as you went into your room. in the morning you got out of your room to see a Cat sleeping in a basket You smiled bent down and rubbed its head as he leaped out of the basket and it rubbed itself over you as it walked inside jumped onto the bed and went to sleep.

While Geralt was busy, Ciri was put under the wings of the other witchers to learn to fight. you were always paired up with Eksel. you were always with him he was kind and sweet. and quiet but the quiet wasn't awkward or cruel it was nice and comforting just being in his company. It wasn't Crash. it wasn't a Sudden Zing that made you realize you were in love with him. it crept up on you, it was a subtle he would always wait to eat until you arrive downstairs,a nd would always have a compliment and would help you wrap up your injuries from training.

then one day Geralt announced you all were leaving to go help Ciri to find a teacher ot teach her how to control her magic. which the idea of leaving Made your stomach turn as you sat outside in the garden you were supposed to leave tomorrow.

"y/N."

you were staring at a dead tree- till you heard the deep voice of Eskel Lifting your head he stepped over to you and sat down beside you, "I hear you leaving tomorrow."

Nodding your head weakly, you rubbed your arms softly. it was chilly out, and Eskel sat holding his arms over himself. as he stared at the tree.

"You have to leave with them?"

You felt your heart squeeze as you stole a look at him. he looked pail and nervous as you rolled your shoulders "I doubt you witchers want me to stick around-."

"Well- I'm leaving tomorrow also."

"Oh, where to?"

"Been called off to the north- Would you consider coming with me?"

It wasn't a Fast burning Romance. it was Slow- which only made sense. they were trained to suppress all emotion. so it wasn't abnormal. it happened months after traveling together you were sitting in a pub unamused as a bar wrench was trying to Sit on Eskel Lap. he had to shove her away and say he was taken as he grabbed your hand tightly as he pulled you up onto his lap. the lady disappeared as eskel held you tightly to him as he nestled his head on your shoulder as he spoke low, "this is nice."

he wrapped his arms around you as you held his arms as you leaned into him, 'it is.. we should do this more often." he chuckled as he spoke, "how about the rest of our lives?' you chuckled softly.

"Rest of our lives? sounding dangerously close to a marriage posposal." he chuckled as he pressed his forehead to your shoulder, "so what if it was?"

you turned to him stunned as you spoke, "No I love you first? just Straight to marriage? that is fast."

"well- why waste time."

"oh your the romantic one."

he chuckled softly as he held you tightly, 'I know im not excatly romantic... but I do love you."

you smiled at that as you turned your head giving him a quick kiss on the forehead, "I love you too."

@rachelcarroll1819

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totally-genuine-utmv-imagines · 2 years

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IMAGINE REQUEST CROSS THAT'S IT THAT'S THE REQUEST

You are looking at cross. He loves you. You are happy.

#Cross!sans #utmv imagines #requested imagine #Idk what to tag thsi with-#Utmv

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bwabys-scenarios · 5 months

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NSFW

He likes to look up at you while he eats you out with those pretty eyes full of lust… “look at me, angel. look at how good I’m making you feel.”

He loves holding your hand, and if you look away he’ll hold your bud between his teeth lightly as a warning…

He usually doesn’t like to see you cry, but your eyes are so pretty when you’re crying from all the pleasure he’s given you.

He likes to tongue fuck you too but man… he loves sucking on your clit.

He likes to hear you whimper and whine, and loves when you tug on his hair or give him a little guidance

He can’t deny he gets really hard when you gently push his head towards your entrance, wanting some attention there too!!

The sounds…

He’s squeezing your thighs as he sucks, nibbles, licks… you’d think he was starving for pussy

He really just wants to make you feel good, but honestly he eats you out because he really really enjoys it.

He would do it regardless but… it does help that he loves it!

Trying to do anything around the house after he’s gotten a taste of pussy is hard. And god sitting on this man’s face?? He would go to cloud 9…

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nights-legacy · 1 month

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Lover Lost? - Spinner x Reader

Main Masterlist ~ MHA Masterlist ~ MHA #2

Requested by @iolite19 ~ I hope you like it! This is the first time I've written for him.

1692 words

Warnings: mentions of death, torture, depression, illusions to insanity.

Readers Quirk- angel healing. Can heal any injury no matter how severe, but it only works on themselves. They can't heal other people.

+ After being kidnapped by the LOV for your quirk, Spinner gets the job of making sure you don't die. Overtime, you and Spinner get close against the odds. Feelings start to develop. Then disaster strikes. Spinner starts to blame himself and falls into a depression. He believes he's going insane by seeing your ghost, but things aren't what they seem it would seem.

I struggled against the metal chains that kept me to the chair. The bag over my head kept me from seeing anything but I knew they were quirk canceling cuffs on the chains. I couldn't use my quirk to heal the wounds I could feel on my head.

"Dammit." I muttered and let my head fall back in defeat. The room was silent and cold. I think I dozed off because I was jerked awake when the bag was Jerked off. I blinked rapidly, trying to clear my vision. There were multiple people standing in front of me.

"Bout time you woke Up." One of them mumbled. I finally recognized the people in front of me as the League of Villains.

"Why did you kidnap me?" I asked.

"We want your quirk." Shigaraki rasped.

"Well you can't have it." I glared.

"We weren't asking." He snapped. I rolled my eyes.

"They're spicy. I like them." Toga smiled sinisterly. I grimaced a little.

"My quirk is not useful to you or your cause." I simply stated.

"As I said.I still stand by my point that they're Angelic healing quick is of no use." I looked to see a man with a with a gecko quirk standing against the side wall. I recognized him as spinner.

"And I said it was. We could use it to heal our people after fights with the damn heroes." Shigaraki turned.

"My quirk can't heal others. Only myself." I said. Spinner nodded.

"As I said. I do the research."

"Then we alter it." Shigaraki turned and grabbed my chin harshly. "Whether you like it or not."

"Screw off."

"Brat." He roughly removed his hand. "Since you know then, you get to take care of them, Spinner." Shigaraki spat as he and the others left. Spinner glared after them. He scoffed and walked over grumbling.

"Sorry." I said softly. He gave me a confused look. "For them not listening to you. And for having to take care of me."

"Don't worry about it. I'm used to them not listening. Sometimes I don't know why I stay with these guys." He said as he walked over to the corner of the room. He filled a cup with water.

"What? Being a Villain?" I asked. He chuckled.

"No. The League's perspective on villainry is not so noble. They want to get rid of all heroes, saying all are dishonorable. I agree with Stain's approach." He held up the cup. I nodded and he helped me a drink.

"Thank you." He walked towards the exit.

"I'll bring you some food later."

"Hey Spinner." I called. He looked over his shoulder. "I agree that the false heroes shouldn't be heroes but I still think any villainry is bad." I said. He stood there for a second before nodding. He left.

Time passed and I refused Shigaraki everytime. He started to get even more violent. Using his quirk on me, Dabi using his quirk an me, and so on. Spinner took care of me everytime. Cleaning me up and attending to my wounds since I couldn't use my quirk. As a result, we talked a lot and grew close.

I found out more about his ideals. I learned of his loyalty to the LOV and his valves to his comerades even if their ideals didn't coienside. Without him say it though, I could tell he was struggling with finding out who he really was.

"And then they called my mutant. Can't they come up with something new? I mean there are brats at UA that look even stronger than me!" He exclaimed as he finished cleaning the wound on my arm.

"Well that was rude." I said. "You look awesome." He paused and looked up at me.

"You're not put off by my Looks?"

"No. Gecko's are cool. Plus, it gives you awesome agilities right?" He nodded. "See. Cool."

"Huh. Thanks.”

*Time Skip*

I laughed as Spinner imitated how some of the lackeys acted on some of their first missions. I munched on the granola bars he did given me.

"You're kidding me! What scardy cats." I laughed. He nodded before coming and sitting next to me by the wall. He let me out of the chair now but the cuffs stayed on. He sot his head on my shoulder. I held out the granola bor to take a bite. He chomped a bite.

"They really sour the mood on missions." He grabbed a bottle of water a took a drink. I yawned and rubbed my eyes.

"I'm not looking foreward to sleeping in that Chair."

"Well..." He sat up and glanced at the door. "I don't have to leave yet. You can use my lap as a pillow. If you want I mean."

"Really?" I asked. He nodded. "Okay."

"Come on." I shifted and laid down, setting my head in his lap. "Comfortable?"

"Yes." I closed my eyes. I relaxed. After a few minutes of silence, I felt his hand barely brush my hair. when I didn't react, he did it again only a little more. In no time he was running his hand through my hair, playing with it. "Thank you, Spinner."

"Shuichi Iguchi. That'smy real name." He smiled. I returned and sat up.

"Thank you, Shuichi." I laid back down.

"Y-you're welcome, Y/N." He set his other hand on my stomach. "I promise I'll you safe. No matter what."

*Another Time Skip*

"Stop please!" I yelled as Shigaraki held tight to my arm, the indescribable pain coursing through my vains. He only held tighter and stared at me with daggers in his eyes. He then yelled throwing my arm away.

"This is useless!" He screamed. He walked towards the door. "Get rid of them! They're useless!" He looked at Dabi.

"Sure thing." He smiled wickedly and advanced on me. I struggled with nowhere to go.

3rd POV

Later that night, Spinner returned to the hideout and went to check on Y/N but paused when they weren't there. He looked around the room thoroughly. He went to Shiggy quickly.

"Oh we disposed of. They became useless."

"Disposed?" Spinner had to hold back the stutter in his voice.

"Dead." Spinner didn't remember leaving the room. He stumbled into his room, closing the door. Silent tears ran down his face. He could feel his heart crumble in his chest. Thoughts plagued his mind. What if he hadn't of left today? What if he had convinced them to give up their quirk? What if he had gotten them out of here when he had the chance? He was going down hill fast.

As days passed, he went further and further downhill. He had to keep it under wraps around everyone else since they didn't know about them. He felt numb and in pain all at of the same time. He even started to feel crazy when he thought he "saw" Y/N.

He was out with Dabi & Toga, casing out a potential hit for the League. He was leaning against the wall of the alley, staring at the ground and kicking a rock. He could hear Dabi and Toga chattering but a sound of the third person starting his way. He looked at the other end of the alley.

"Y/N?" He muttered when he saw their familiar form. It was weird though. Their form was barely there, almost wispy but he could see them. He stared until he had to blink. When he reopened his eyes, they were gone.

"Spinner? What are you doing?" Toga called.

"Nothing, Nothing." He shook his head. The hope that had quickly sprouted in his chest was blasted away painfully.

The next time was when he was sitting in the room Y/N was being held in. He was sitting against the wall on the far side of the room from the chair. He was absentmindedly staring at his boots. He hadn't been able to focus on anything today so he slipped into the room to avoid suspicion.

"Fuck, how could I let this happen?" He muttered. He pressed the heels of his palms into his eyes. He was trying stop the tears. "Dammit!"

He threw the cup he had in his hand across the room. He froze when he saw Y/N sitting in the chair. They were sitting there lifeless, like they had just been killed.

"No!" He covered his face. He was breathing heavily. After, a minute, he peaked between his fingers and there was no one there. The dust on the chair wasn't even disturbed. He went limp against the wall. He felt more tears coming on. "Fuck..."

It only gets worse. Spinner starts to thinks Y/N is haunting him. He couldn't blame them honestly. He already blamed himself for their death but he was sure that they were torturing him. Blaming him for not being there to save them. He officially thought he was going insane.

Spinner laid in the middle of the floor after about 2 months. He couldn't believe it had already been that long. He didn't care though. None of it mattered without them. He was stuck in his own head when a warm hand cupped his face and he instantly felt relief. His eyes cracked open and he saw Y/N standing over him. He wanted to groan at the sight, thinking his mind was playing tricks on him again but the touch threw him off. He's never been able to touch their ghost before, no matter how many times he tried. He cold feel their skin, the warmth, and he could even feel the tiniest bit of a pulse.

"Y/N?" He asked confused, pusing up onto his elbows. Y/N knelt next to him and smiled. “Is this real?”

"Hello, love."

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allthingsfangirl101 · 2 years

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Different Kind of Passenger–Kurt Kunkle

Wattpad request by PurplryToast

Kurt's POV

I reached forward and fixed the camera. I eagerly drummed my fingers on the steering wheel as I waited for my first victim of the night.

"Are you Kurt?" A woman around my age asked.

"That's me," I said sweetly.

"Great," she sighed as she got in. "Get me the hell out of here."

"Okay," I said slowly.

I cleared my throat before looking over my shoulder at the girl. She was extremely pretty but her eyes were a little red and puffy. Something about the look on her face made me reach over and turn off the camera.

"Everything okay?" I asked.

"I'm fine," she said. I looked in the rearview mirror to see the girl wiping her cheek.

"Are you sure?"

"You don't want to hear this," she sighed.

"I'm an Uber driver," I chuckled. "A vehicular bartender. Try me."

"It turns out," she sighed, "my boyfriend is cheating on me."

Her breath got caught in her throat before she added, "With my best friend."

"That asshole," I scoffed. "Want me to kill him?"

"What?" She asked with a small awkward chuckle.

"I'm kidding," I said quickly.

"Oh," she said, her voice soft. She cleared her throat as she looked out the window. "All he could say was that he was sorry and it was a mistake. How can it be a mistake? They've been sleeping together for a month. It's not a mistake. It's a schedule."

"He's an ass," I grumbled. "And your best friend is no better. You deserve better."

"Thanks, Kurt," she smiled.

The feeling I got when the girl smiled and said my name was the same feeling I got when one of my videos went viral.

"So," she sighed, sounding dreamy. "Tell me about yourself, Kurt. What made you want to be an Uber driver? Are you working your way through school?"

"I am," I instantly lied.

"That's smart," she complimented me. "I'm guessing class during the day and driving people at night?"

"Yep." I looked up at her reflection in the rearview mirror, feeling weird. "What about you? Are you in school?"

"Yeah," she sighed.

"That sounds like an excited sigh," I teased.

"Super excited," she said sarcastically. "I'm in law school right now and it's kicking my ass."

"I bet you'll be a great lawyer," I blurted out.

"Thanks, Kurt."

"And then you can sue that boyfriend of yours," I added making her laugh.

"Ex-boyfriend," she corrected between laughs. "Or maybe I can just have my new boyfriend beat the crap out of him and I can represent him."

"That works too."

Usually by now, I would be taking my passenger the wrong way. For some reason, I continued driving this girl where she wanted. Out of all the people who have gotten into my backseat, what was stopping me from hurting this girl?

"I never know how much you're supposed to talk to your Uber driver," the girl laughed. "Am I talking too much? That was one of my ex's complaints about me."

"Seriously?" I scoffed. "He cheated on you with your best friend because you talk a lot? That's bullshit."

"Actually," she cleared her throat, "I've been working insane hours. Law school constantly keeps me busy and then I work at the school's library until closing. I haven't been around much. And we haven't. . . Well, we haven't. . . you know in a while."

"So?" I couldn't help but scoff. "Doesn't give him an excuse to mess around with your best friend."

"Well, I'm glad not all guys are cheating bastards," she said sweetly.

I felt a little disappointed when I realized we were in front of her destination.

"Here we are," I said, trying to hide my disappointment.

"Thanks, Kurt," she smiled. She was about to get out but stopped.

"And not just for driving me home," she clarified. "Thanks for listening, Kurt. You're a great guy."

I opened my mouth to thank her but she got out of my car. I couldn't help but watch her jog up the steps into her apartment building.

I didn't know who that girl was. What I did know was that I had to see her again.

Part 2

#kurt kunkle #joe keery #joe keery imagines #joe keery x reader #requested imagine #joe keery request #stranger things

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proselfship-imagine-hub · 2 months

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imagine your stoic F/O who would do anything for you

who would go to the ends of the earth, who would fight any evil small or great, who would soothe any ill, who would seek bring you whatever little thing you wish for

they’re knight in black armor, your dog, your sword and shield, greatest and most devoted love

always bowing their head to you, maybe even taking a knee

always kind and chivalrous, never daring to even think about breaking a boundary, never daring to inch over the line

they are yours, and they would have it no other way

#requested imagine #romantic imagine #self shipping #selfship imagines #self ship #selfship #proship selfship #proselfshipping #proselfship #proship please interact #proship friendly #proship safe #antis dni #antis do not interact #knight f/o #well not inherently a knight f/o but it can easily be read as such

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imagines-to-quench-thirst · 11 months

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Leave Me

Part 3 of Leaving Me Behind

Requested: can you please make a part three of Leaving her because of his father I am literally crying for them for Orm and Reader

Genre: angst (heartbreak), clashing conversation between father and son

(For Orm’s father I had to google his name. It said that his name was Orvax. Not sure if it’s correct but 🤷🏼‍♀️)

Enjoy!

Orm began to dive into the water; he felt a tug in his heart, a strong pull, making his brain calculate how to get back to the shore. He continued swimming. He felt the way of unhappiness as he swam against the moving currents and wave strokes.

His heartbreak was nothing he could describe or even perceive with words. A feeling he knew was going to last.

Y/n was standing there, crying, pleading to the sky, the sea, and the land for him to return. Her hands shoveled and held the sand as if she was holding a lifeline and was trying to pull him back into her arms where she felt safe and protected.

But now gone, descending deeper into the water, he felt his eyes gaze upon his kingdom, Atlantis. He meant to rule and guard, although it wasn't something he wanted to be anymore, his heart holding back, and yet his lineage, his bloodline, called him back, and now he doesn't want to go.

The father's wrath was felt at the castle's entrance, and the defining silence was the only positive presence between the father and son.

'What are you doing?!' His father roared from the throne,

'I was in love; I love someone. Someone loves me.' the young prince admitted with a broken, delicate tone trying to get a better sense of everything.

'You don't love! A ruler, a future king, doesn't have sentiments. He has his mastership and education to stand behind and not something nonsensical and breakable like love...' he spoke with disgust polluting each word.

'Are you going to go on an identical path like your mother?!' His father banged his fisted hand on the throne handles, the brute force shaking the throne, the wrathful aftershock slithering around and towards Orm, bringing him to his knees, his face pulled down. The sheer bubbling anger Orm felt, he suppressed it, knowing how wrathful his father was, still feeling the snaps and punches on his body from years prior.

Orvax swam down to his son's level, witnessing his son, a future ruler usually full of dignity, brilliance, and regal venom dripping from his mouth and now spending a couple of months with a surface dweller transforming him. Orvax presumed Orm was just having enjoyment; he did not expect his son to come disfigured as a... disgrace.

Orvax touched his son's shoulder, feeling the quick pull back from Orm, Orm's eyes shooting up in pure fear and shock. Orm never saw his father so close. His father wasn't that type of person, the type of person he was...

'Since you are back, I do hope you won't be going back up. Unless you intend to rain upon waves of hurt to...surface dwellers.'

With the intentional pause on the last two words, Orm saw a mischief gleam in his father's eyes, a gleam he also had, a gleam of revenge.

After all, he was this type of person, vengeful and spiteful.

Orm felt his weight shift back from his feet and entirely on the floor. His future he didn't know he deserved with Y/n, was now gone completely. Replaced by ruling the kingdom, only having a feeling of fear of his father. His thoughts ran with the memories he made with Y/n locking them in the safest place, so nothing could tarnish them, not even his father and his cruel ways. Orm looks up at his blood and asks, knowing very well the answer.

'So I don't even deserve to be happy, father?'

His father began to walk away as he answered, 'No.'

Y/n looked at the waves still crashing and moving, the scenery shades with a dark blue sky, the full moon, and starts being the only bright thing in Y/n view. Her eyes, red and swollen from crying, were fixed onto the waves, her ears picking up the soft footsteps near her.

'Y/n.' a soft tone spoke, the tone she had heard numerous times.

'Arthur, what should I do? I thought that he was happy.'

Arthur takes a small letter handing it to her, offering a missing piece of the puzzle.

'Unfortunately, it is power beyond our measures.'

Opening the letter Y/n, she gazed upon the rich handwriting.

'Dearest,

I love you. I do not wish to think this is our last communication, but it is. I hope to Gods that it is not. You gave me something no one ever did: to live happily. To enjoy. And my heart breaks over the thought of you crying, wasting your tears on someone like me. Therefore, I will continue to live as a future ruler, and you should continue your life without me. I will always cherish our moments in my cold heart.

-Orm.'

Y/n glimpses at Arthur and speaks, 'What should I do, Art?'

'Take one day at a time. Let's get you into the house.'

Standing up after hours of sitting, Y/n ambled back home, turning around, trying to see one last time if Orm was there, waiting for her.

There wasn't much on the sea, only rocks and waves and a heartbroken king looking from the far distance, his love walking away.

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callme-yah · 1 year

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Imagine Character A, who's far younger than Character B, constantly angling for public affection.

Character B knows that if they get caught, there's gonna be trouble, so has to keep trying to be firm with Character A about things only happening behind closed doors. While Character A is always lingering on hugs and pulling Character B into dark corners to kiss them.

#imagine your otp #ship imagine #dead dove do not eat #dddne #dead dove imagine #creation; think about this (imagines)#creation; i made this #requested imagine #requested creation #💚🪷🌞🌿🥈 (original post)

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melzula · 2 months

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well since requests are open i wanted to request a zuko fic?

zuko x waterbender reader in which someone from team avatar walks in on them kissing?

i feel like it’d be funny idk lol 😂

a/n: i love this trope it’s so funny. also it’s like subtly mentioned reader is a water bender since i didn’t wanna just shove it in there awkwardly. anyway hope you enjoy!

summary: a private moment between you and your boyfriend is interrupted by your unsuspecting friends

“Are you sure no one saw you come in here?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” Zuko says with a huff after closing the flaps of your tent. “You know, I’m starting to think you’re embarrassed to be seen with me.”

“You know that’s not true,” you argue with a frown. “I just enjoy having some privacy. I know those guys are going to make a big deal about us being together, and I just want to enjoy our relationship without having to deal with any prying eyes.”

“I know,” he admits with a sigh. “I’m just tired of sneaking around. Do you know how difficult it is not to kiss you or check on you after a fight with my sister? It’s torture.”

“It’s just until the war is over. There’s a lot at stake right now, and it would be a weird time to come clean. It’ll be over before you know it.”

“I hope you’re right,” Zuko murmurs with a frown, one that immediately melts away at the feel of your arms wrapping around his midsection. It’s hard to be upset when you’re smiling up at him with the purest look of adoration in your eyes. Despite everything, all of his flaws and mistakes and cruelty, you love him, and it fuels the warmth inside of his heart knowing he has someone like you. Maybe he would have joined the Avatar and his friends sooner if he knew it would lead him to you.

“At least we’re finally alone,” he notes with a faint smile before leaning down to press his lips against your own in a long awaited kiss. He hasn’t been able to give or receive affection all day, and it isn’t until now with your chest pressed against his own that he’s finally able to truly feel relaxed.

Unfortunately, you’re both too engrossed in each other to notice the rustling of your tent flaps as Sokka and Toph let themselves in without a second thought.

“Hey, y/n, Toph and I are gonna head into town, do you want to- oh, gross!” He cries after catching Zuko and yourself mid lip lock.

You both jump at the intrusion, knocking your head together on accident and groaning in unison at the impact.

“Sokka!” You cry out in embarrassment. “Monkey feathers, don’t you knock?!”

“It’s a tent! There is no knocking!” He yells back defensively, equally as upset as you are. “I can’t believe you guys were kissing!”

“We weren’t kissing,” Zuko argues, his face red with embarrassment. “We were… hugging… with our… mouths?”

“Oh, spirits,” you groan, your palm hitting your forehead in embarrassment at Zuko’s horrible attempt at lying. For a Prince, he has a terrible way with words. You’d think all that time spent with his Uncle would make his vocabulary more eloquent.

“If Toph could see she’d be very upset right now!” Sokka scolds, but the girl beside him simply shrugs.

“Actually, this works out great for me. Katara owes me five gold pieces now,” she says with a grin.

“You guys knew they were dating and didn’t tell me?!” The water tribe boy says in offense.

“I had a hunch, but Katara disagreed, so we made a bet.”

“Enough already! This is mortifying enough as it is,” you groan impatiently. “Sokka, we’ll talk about this later. For now, I need both of you out!”

After getting the two to leave the tent, you shut it closed with an irritated sigh. You’re absolutely humiliated, and you don’t think you can show your face to your friends ever again.

“So much for keeping it a secret,” the fire bender mutters.

“You,” you say with an accusatory finger pointed at the Prince, “need to learn how to lie better.”

“I know,” he admits meekly, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. Sighing, you open your water pouch and tend to the growing bump on his head from your previous collision. You can’t stay mad at him when he looks so flustered and sweet, so instead you merely throw your arms around his neck and pull him back in for another kiss.

You can focus on coming clean later. For now, you just want to enjoy your moment of peace with the boy you love.

| zuko tags: @thebluelcdy @royahllty @the-firebender-girl @ilovespideyyy @yiyibetch @eridanuswave @lammello @a-monsters-love @knaite-solo @taeeemin @lora21

#zuko #zuko x reader #zuko imagine #prince zuko #prince zuko x reader #prince zuko imagine #atla #atla x reader #atla imagine #avatar the last airbender #request

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heartsforhavik · 2 months

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superfan! yandere boy x gn! popstar reader

✰ warnings: stalking, obsessiveness, breaking and entering, nsfw, masochist yandere, overstimulation, thigh riding, bondage, male masturbation, unhealthy behavior, average yandere tendencies, male yandere oc (he’s very pathetic and perverted, it’s giving “step on me” energy.) gender neutral reader

✰ a/n: heyyyyy guess who isn’t dead.. i literally open tumblr every 3 minutes i just haven’t been posting. but i’m hereeeee lol. here’s a random yandere oc post, sorry it’s not mortal kombat. (tbh i have faded away from my mk obsession and now i am obsessed with until dawn, the quarry, tlou, and rdr.)

part two here!

superfan! yandere boy that buys all of your merchandise and streams your music on loop 24/7. even while he sleeps.

superfan! yandere boy that commissions artists to draw you and him together in different styles. some of them may depict him on a cute date with you, and some are more explicit and depict you stepping on him or choking him.

superfan! yandere boy that sneaks into your concerts if he didn’t manage to buy a ticket. no matter how strong your security is, he will always manage to find a way in and pretend he's just a regular fan.

superfan! yandere boy that will even sneak onto your house and film you through your window for hours, and then he would go home and touch himself to the footage of you.

superfan! yandere boy that wants to buy meet-and-greet tickets to see you, and be able to feel your presence up close and be able to speak to you personally. but as much as he craves your attention, he knows he wouldn't be able to handle it and would crumble immediately the second you look him in the eyes.

superfan! yandere boy that pays people to stalk you and take pictures of you when he can't do it himself. especially ones when you have a wardrobe malfunction.

superfan! yandere boy that goes to sleep every night fantasizing and dreaming of you. his particular favorite wet dream is of you letting him ride your thigh, grinding against your skin as a desperate attempt to feel any friction on his cock. your hands would roam around his body as he relishes in your attention, no matter where you touch him. any small nudge or brush against his skin would set his heart on fire and oh no where'd his pants go-

superfan! yandere boy that thinks you could do no wrong. you said something offensive and got yourself cancelled? he is your number one defender and would be threatening your naysayers on the internet. he would even go as far as to learn to hack just so he could delete their accounts.

superfan! yandere boy that almost WANTS to get caught. he knows he wouldn't be able to handle your attention, so he avoids it, but a part of him wants to get caught and outed for his perverted, stalker ways. he wants to hear you cuss him out and degrade him. he wants to see the disgusted look on your face as he is exposed for everything he did. spit on him, kick him, treat him like vermin, he doesn't mind. he gets off on the thought of you punishing him. he has a particular fantasy where your punishment for him is by tying him up and overstimulating him until he is crying, whimpering, and almost fainting. but he would still beg for more. no matter how long it lasts. it could be a week long and he still wouldn't be satisfied.

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