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the bond - chapter fifteen.

*bond: a relationship between people or groups based on shared feelings, interests, or experiences.

word count: 5958

based off of: 3x11, 3x12, 3x13 & 3x14

a/n: GUESS WHATS BACK

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“U-Um, hello!”

You pause at the feeling of a tug against your skirt, eyes slowly flickering downwards only to see a wide pair of innocent eyes staring back at you. Instantly, a smile curls on your lips as you crouch so you’re more at the child’s height, tilting your head curiously.

“Yes?” You ask, voice soft as you peer down at him.

The boy fidgets for a moment, hands behind his back, body twisting before suddenly there’s something shoved in your face. You blink, head jerking back slightly at the sudden intrusion, before your eyes focus on what’s being offered to you – it’s a flower. A single flower that the boy had obviously plucked from the ground himself; it’s white and in full bloom and it isn’t very often that you see flowers anymore and you feel your heart warm when you realize that this boy had gone out of his way to pluck this and give it to you.

Raising your hand, you slowly take the flower from in between his tiny little fingers, your smile brightening with warmth. “Thank you so much, Louis,” you whisper, reaching forward to ruffle his hair.

His cheeks warm in response and he giggles at the action, half-heartedly swatting your hands away as he grins ear to ear.

“I saw it and thought of you,” he explains when you pull your hand away and the comment makes your heart melt.

“That’s so sweet, Louis,” you grin, poking at his sides lightly while holding the flower in your other hand safely, not wanting to crush it.

His lips part to say something, but before he can, another voice cuts in;

“Hey, kid,” Jean calls, pulling your eyes on him in surprise, not having heard him walk up. Your eyes drift past him to where he’d been before with Armin and Eren, seeing the other two walking with Historia, carrying some supplies you all were gathering for the orphanage Historia had set up.

“Historia needs you for something.”

You know instantly it’s a lie but Louis, oblivious in his naivety, simply smiles up at Jean, nodding quickly and moving to run off, but not without sending you one last nervous, bashful smile. You wave at him as he runs off, slowly pushing yourself to a stand, dusting off the imaginary dirt on your skirt as you turn to grin up at Jean who’s made his way over to you, taking the now vacant spot in front of you.

“Were you jealous?” You grin up at him, eyes wide with mischief.

Cheeks warming, Jean looks to the side; “of course not. He’s just a kid.”

“Well, he’s quite sweet,” you comment, holding up the flower the boy had given you with a bright grin, watching Jean carefully. His eyes slowly flicker to the flower, a heavy pout present on his lips as he glowers down at the inanimate object. “Look at the beautiful flower he gave me. Said he picked it specifically for me.”

Jean stares at it for a moment before he lowers the crate in his hands, plucking the flower from your fingers in one-swell movement. For a moment, you panic, not wanting the flower to be crushed, but Jean is careful with it as he slowly uses his free hand to brush back a stray strand of hair, tucking it behind your ear and then proceeding to thread the stem of the flower behind your ear as well, so that’s tucked nicely and resting against your forehead. Your cheeks warm instantly, heat running through you as you stare blankly up at Jean and he simply grins down at you.

It takes you a moment, before your lips part, and slowly reach to touch the flower, meeting Jean’s eyes; “Jean!” You hiss lightly, shaking your head at him, but not removing the flower either.

He just chuckles, “it compliments your eyes,” he smiles.

You blink, before sputtering, eyes zipping around you; “someone could see!”

Jean snorts; “as if they don’t know already.”

Pouting, you glance at your feet, hugging the shawl around your shoulders tighter; “still…”

Stepping towards you, Jean shakes his head; “why do you still get so embarrassed?”

Cheeks burning, you glance up at him; “stop teasing me.”

“It’s a genuine question.”

You just huff, moving to step past him, leaning down to grab the crate you’d been about to bring inside before Louis had called for you. Before you can however, Jean quickly cuts in, taking it from your hands. You watch him with parted lips as he takes your crate, stacking it on top of his own, bending down to pick the both of them up.

“I’m capable of carrying a crate, you know,” you comment as you fall into step next to him.

He shrugs nonchalantly; “I know.”

Rolling your eyes, you can’t help the smile that curls onto your lips despite yourself, letting your eyes wander as the two of you fall into a comfortable silence. You watch the kids as they run around, not a care in the world, giggling and playing around with one another, unable to stop how happy it makes you feel.

“What’s got you so happy?”

Blinking, you turn to Jean, seeing his eyes already on you.

“This is so wonderful,” you say simply, “what Historia is doing for these kids. I mean, look how happy they are.”

Jean doesn’t respond right away, and after a moment of silence, you turn to face him. He’s still just staring back at you.

“What?” you ask, brows furrowing.

“Nothing,” he brushes off, “it’s just… you’re so good with them.”

“The kids?”

“Yeah,” he nods.

“I love them,” you explain, “I always have. I always wanted a little brother or sister when I was younger but it was just my mom and I so…” Letting your eyes wander around, you try to ignore the uncomfortable feeling that twists in your chest at the thought of your mom and how alone she’d been… you try not to think about Kenny.

But of course, despite how hard you try, he still comes to mind.

“Have you told anyone?” Jean asks softly, gesturing towards your friends ahead of you. You marvel at the way he’s able to just know, not having to ask or clarify. It warms your heart in a way you hadn’t thought possible, finding it sweet how well Jean seems to understand.

“I told Mikasa,” you nod, “mainly because she’s an Ackerman too… but she didn't really know anything either. Still, it was nice to tell someone.”

“And the rest?”

You frown, glancing at your feet.

“You know they won’t judge you, right?”

Swallowing thickly, you sigh; “but what if–”

“What if nothing,” Jean cuts in before you can finish, pulling your eyes on him with a blink. “They would never think any less of you if they knew Kenny was your father. They know who you are.”

Staring back at him, your lips part.

Jean just nods at you; “I promise.”

“I-I… I’ll tell them soon,” you whisper, “maybe… maybe tonight?”

Jean smiles, “good idea.”

“We can win! We can beat ‘em! With the new weapons, the Titans will crumble like paper!”

Taking another spoonful of your soup, you raise a brow at Marlo who’s sat across from you.

“You’re so damn worked up,” Jean grumbles, sitting beside you, “only you would be happy about becoming a Scout.”

“That’s right,” Sasha nods, turning to Marlo, “didn’t Hitch try to stop you from joining?”

“Hitch?” Marlo raises a brow, “why would she?”

Almost instantly, you recognise the shit-eating grins on both Connie and Sasha’s faces.

Poor Marlo…

“Why?” Sasha laughs, “‘cus you two are… you know?”

They both laugh like two kids.

“I don’t follow, but…” Marlo, ever so oblivious, simply shrugs. “Hitch told me off, saying I wasn’t cut out for it and not to act cool. That if I stayed in the Military Police, I could coast along in life. I thought she was better than that… Told her I was wrong about her.”

“You shit,” Jean curses, shaking his head.

“Huh?”

“Marlo,” Armin calls, “are you stupid?”

“He’s a bow cut imbecile,” Sasha glares.

“Marlo,” you call, pulling his eyes on you. “Hitch was, you know…” And you trail off, not sure how to tell him exactly. Was he really that oblivious?

But then you remember the guy sat next to you, and you think he could be.

Seemed most boys were.

“You idiot,” you huff, pressing a hand against your forehead.

“Why?” Eren questions, turning to you in genuine confusion. “Marlo said nothing wrong.”

“Figures you’d say that…” You huff, shaking your head as your eyes briefly glance in Mikasa's direction before turning back to Eren. “You’re just as much of an idiot as he is when it comes to girls.”

Eren’s eyes widen, lips parting to argue, but Jean cuts in before he can, turning back to Marlo. “Anyways, the only ones as worked up as you are the recruits with zero battle experience.” you nod to Jean’s words – he’s right.

“Whoa, whoa…”

Pausing, you frown at the familiar voice.

“Think you’re some veteran hero now?”

Glancing over your shoulder, you glare at Floch.

“Compared to you,” Jean says simply, “I am.”

But as usual, Flock doesn’t let that go, moving to stand up with two others trailing behind him as he moves to stand at the edge of your table, directly beside you. “How rude,” Floch grins, setting his hand on his hip. “Weren’t we in the one-oh-fourth together? Besides, we’re not the only ones. Everyone in the walls is pumped up about the idea of retaking Wall Maria.”

Everyone at the table stares back at him blankly.

“Is that so?”

Floch blinks, “still… you all do seem different now. It’s your faces, I guess…”

You huff when his eyes fall on you.

“Even you, Y/N… you look at me differently,” he frowns, “what happened?”

You just glance back at him; “you wanna know?”

“N-No…” He stammers, losing his edge, “I think… I think I’ll ask later.”

He walks off then, and slowly, the mood lessens as him and his friends leave. You freeze when you feel a pair of eyes on you, noticing Jean look at you. Clearly, he wants you to speak up about your father now…

You quirk a brow at him, as if to ask; now?

And he just stares back. Now.

Swallowing thickly, you ignore the nerves that burst through you, moving to clasp your hands tightly beneath the table, feeling your palms grow slightly wet with sweat. Your eyes flicker across the table, before seeing Jean’s reassuring gaze, and you force yourself to speak; “I-I–”

“I’m outta here,” Connie calls before you can finish, your wide eyes falling on him. It seems he hadn’t heard you... “See you later.”

Sasha turns to him, “eh? So soon?”

He stands up, “Tomorrow's a prep day, so I’m heading to my village in the morning.” Then, grabbing his plate, he moves to walk off. “Might find out something new there. Goodnight.”

You don’t argue or try to pull him back – this was his mom and you didn’t want to bombard him with something new… especially if it revolved around your own parents. You knew how much his mom meant to him and how often he visited his village in hopes that he might discover something new… discover something that might bright his mom back.

He never did though.

And it felt like he never will.

Sasha waits until he’s fully gone before speaking up; “turning Connie’s mom back to normal… isn’t impossible, right?”

You swallow thickly.

“Yeah…” Armin mumbles, “if our understanding of Titans keeps improving, someday…”

Silence falls over the table.

“A nightmare, huh?”

Blinking, you turn to Eren confused.

“Eh?”

“With all that’s happened,” Eren mumbles, voice soft as he moves to explain. “It’s been so vague… But who exactly are we fighting against?” Biting your lip, you frown at his words, thinking of Reiner, Bertholdt and Annie. “That is, are Titans just… people being tormented by some nightmare? For a time, I was… one of those Titans–”

“Eren!” Mikasa suddenly cuts in, voice sharp.

Eren gasps in response, blinking out of his thoughts as he looks at Mikasa across from him.

“You still have bread and soup left,” is all she says. “Save talking for after you’ve eaten.”

Face easing, Eren glances at his bowl; “right. Sorry, Mikasa.”

“For crying out loud, Eren,” Jean pipes up, sending the boy a mirthless glare. “I swear that’s all you do lately… mumbling shit to yourself.”

Frowning, you grab Jean’s arm, hissing his name.

He just shakes his head to you, softening his expression as he turns back to Eren; “when you should be trying to remember that one guy. You saw, right? In the cavern when those memories came back… That guy in the Scouts who you think met your dad.”

“Yeah,” Eren nods, “that day, I’m pretty sure he was with my dad.” Taking a drink, Eren slams his cup back down on the table. “He’s gotta know something. The thing is, though, I feel like I’ve met the guy somewhere.”

“You mean not Dr. Jaeger, but you, yourself?” Armin clarifies.

Pressing a hand to his forehead, Eren nods; “I think so…”

“I mean,” you mumble, meeting at Eren’s. “It’s possible.”

Sasha leans forward at that; “smack your head and see if you remember.”

“That’s right, twerp,” Jean is quick to agree. “You might remember if you stopped holding hands with Historia for once. Get a head-butt from the commandant.”

Narrowing his eyes, Eren turns to Jean; “if that helped me remember, I’d–”

But he cuts himself off before he finishes, lips parting as his eyes widen almost in recollection. You frown in response, leaning past Jean’s shoulder to glance at him as he stares off into space for a moment before suddenly standing, slamming his hands on the table so abruptly it causes a bit of your own soup to slosh out of the bowl.

Jerking your head back, you glance up at him.

“The Cadet Corps commandant… Keith Shadis!”

Turns out the man in Eren’s memories was Keith.

After you and the rest of Squad Levi rode out to talk to him, the mission to reclaim the Wall was officially announced.

Thus, a celebration on the night before the mission had been announced. A celebration that was rewarded with actual meat to all the Scouts–of course, Sasha had instantly gone ballistic at the sight, salivating in the mouth and nearly tearing Jean’s hand apart when the meat had been taken from her. Eren and Connie had then elected to tie her up against a post so everyone could get their fair share; something you’d initially felt bad about, but when she tried to take a chomp out of your own hand, you decided it was maybe best.

So, now, you simply sat at the table with the rest of your friends, nursing your drink while you savoured the meat in small bites, simply listening to the chatter around you.

Truth was, you’re not really listening to anything around you. Your thoughts are filled with the thoughts of your home, and the fact that come tomorrow, you’d be returning. After all this waiting, all the patience and the loss and the trouble in between, you’d finally be returning home.

You couldn’t believe the words yourself. It still felt unreal.

Jean had tried to talk to you, but he’d easily recognized that it was hard for you to gather your thoughts currently. So, he left you to yourself, a silent reassurance by your side while he left a hand on your thigh to let you know he was there for you even if he wasn’t saying anything and if you needed. You appreciate the sentiment, a smile on your face when he’d first done it, bumping your shoulder against his own every so often.

You think of your mom, of the day she died. You think of Ms. Schneider and the way she’d sacrificed her life for you. You think of the day you’d been forced to flee the only home you’ve ever known, a place that had once been the extent of your entire world; you hadn’t known anything outside of those walls and that small, poor village. But you’d loved every bit of it and you wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Because when you felt scared or lonely, you thought of those walls, of your small home. You think of Ms. Schneider’s fresh baked bread, and your mothers warm hand against your cheek, and you think that despite it all, you’d been loved and cherished and protected and the two most important women in your life had given theirs for you.

And you were going to finally be able to return that sacrifice and reclaim their home so they could rest in peace.

But, somewhere along the way, ultimately, your thoughts turn to Kenny. Kenny who's your father, Kenny who you’d been searching for and never really found, at least not in the way you’d hope, and your eyes fall to your friends around you and you think, you didn’t want to go into what could be your death without them knowing the truth.

They were your family now. All of them. And you cherished them all so much. It wasn’t right of you to keep such a secret from them. Not after all of you had been through.

“I have something to say, if you all don’t mind,” you find yourself speaking, the chatter that had existed amongst them all quieting as Eren and Connie take their respective seats. All pairs of eyes fall on you, and even in the corner of your eye you see Sasha seizing her struggle to listen as well.

Your eyes meet Jean’s ultimately, and he’s smiling at you like he already knows, the grip on your thigh squeezing in reassurance before your eyes flicker across the rest, and you find yourself smiling brighter when you see Mikasa looking at you warmly. Maybe she’s been waiting for you to say something as well. Either way, the smile is reassuring in ways she’ll probably never know.

“What is it, Y/N?” Armin asks, head tilted in question as he glances at you.

“It’s just… we’ve all been through a lot together,” you explain, holding your drink close to yourself as you smile in thought, remembering when you’d all first met, fresh faces in the recruits. Never could any of you have known just how all of your lives would change. But, regardless, you are happy it changed with them. “I adore each and every one of you, including you Marlo, even though I’ve only known you for a short time,” you add, sending him a smile as he flushes lightly in response. “So I don’t want there to be anything hidden between me and you guys.”

Armin’s brows furrow, and Connie looks positively confused. Eren’s waiting for you to finish and Marlo is glancing around trying to gauge everyone else's reaction. You laugh lightly at it all, biting your lip.

“I joined the Scouts because I was there the day the wall fell in Shiganshina. Because it was my home,” your eyes flicker to Eren, meeting his knowing gaze. “But, I also joined the Scouts to find my father. I wasn’t really sure if I ever would, but my mother’s dying words asked me to, so I knew I had to try… and…”

Everyone waits patiently, and a hand is reaching for yours, threading through your fingers as you turn to Jean, struggling to find the words. He just nods at you, silent but no words are needed for you to understand.

You nod in return, his assurance allowing you to say the words you’ve been struggling to say for a while.

“I found him.”

There’s a chorus of gasps, shock flooding the faces of those who didn’t already know.

“Who is it?” Connie asks, the first to speak as he usually is as he glances at you with impatience.

You meet his gaze, swallowing thickly. “Kenny Ackerman.”

There’s a pause. You hesitate to glance at everyone’s reactions, fearing the worst despite all of Jean’s reassurances. What if they did hate you? What if they thought you were some sort of monster like him? This was the man who had captured both Eren and Historia only recently after all… had helped try to sacrifice Eren to Historia…

Surely Eren must at least despise you because of it.

But as your eyes finally fall on Eren, gaining the courage, he’s just looking at you with wide eyes.

“Like Kenny the Ripper?” He’s asking, leaning towards you past Armin in surprise.

Turning to him, you hesitate; “y-yes…”

He doesn’t look mad or upset or disgusted or anything. Instead, he just looks absolutely surprised, a certain kid-like expression of wonder in his gaze as he shakes his head. “Woah.”

You turn to him, baffled, before Armin is speaking up; “that makes you an Ackerman… like Mikasa.” Of course he’s the first to make the connection, glancing from you to Mikasa, before settling on you with wonder.

Meeting Mikasa’s gaze, she moves to answer for you; “to my knowledge, Y/N and I have no relation but yes, we’ve talked about it before.”

Connie whips to face you; “you told Mikasa before you told us?”

Sasha in the background calls out indignantly in response. As usual, the two are in sync with one another (even while one is tied up against a post).

“Hah,” Jean lets out a cackle, letting go of you as he crosses his arms over his chest. “I knew before any of you.”

You roll your eyes at his smugness, but Connie just glares at him, before looking at you in betrayal. There’s a hurt expression on your face, and you’re touched in the way he regards your friendship, Sasha too, and rush to explain.

You sigh, “I was just nervous… I mean, after all Kenny did, I didn't want you guys to think less of me...”

There’s a pause, and everyone is staring at you in disbelief.

Armin shakes his head, the first to speak when he sees the panicked look in your eyes; “we wouldn’t.” He assures, his voice sure with certainty as he smiles lightly at you.

You return his smile.

“Yeah,” Eren pipes up from beside him, shrugging as he glances at you, taking a bite of his meat. “You’re too nice to ever be like him. Like… way too nice.”

“Oi,” Jean calls out sharply, glaring at Eren. “Quit it.”

Eren just blinks back at him; “what?”

Biting your lip, you smile to yourself.

“I feel like it isn’t my place to say,” Marlo speaks up hesitantly, “but I agree.”

You turn to him, but before you can say anything, Connie is reaching across the table to slap a hand on your shoulder. You huff slightly at the weight, but when you meet his eyes, he’s grinning brightly at you.

“As if,” he says, chuckling. It’s simple, but it says enough.

The worry that had been plaguing you for days washes away like a breeze, feeling as if you weighed ten times less than you had before, body easing as you nod at all of them, smiling brightly.

As chatter falls amongst them all again, your eyes meet Jean’s once more, blushing at the grin he sends you. Rolling your eyes, you just shake your head, shoving him lightly as he laughs. But, as his arm wraps around you, you fall against him with ease, unable to fight the smile that won’t fade from your lips.

Even as a minute later, Eren and Jean start arguing again.

You inhale sharply, trying to steal the nerves running amok through your body.

You haven’t felt this nervous since your first mission outside of the walls but you try to ignore it and focus on prepping your gear, making sure everything is locked in place properly. Which is proving to be a bit more difficult given that your hands won’t stop shaking.

“Y/N.”

Pausing, a small gasp leaves your lips at the sound of Levi’s voice, head slowly turning upward to see him standing next to you from where you’re crouched. As usual, his face is hard to read as glances down at you.

He’s already in his gear, his green cape wrapped around his shoulders, and it looks like he’d been on his way to Commander Erwin before he’d stopped by you. A quick glance to your left tells you you need to hurry as Erwin is getting ready to make his speech to the crowd that has gathered below the wall, and letting out a shaky exhale, you turn back to Levi.

“Yes, Captain?”

His face softens then, just faintly. If you weren’t watching so carefully, you wouldn’t have noticed it. His face twists slightly, as if struggling to find the words, but before you can say more, he’s reaching forward, letting his hand fall on your head gently. “Stay sharp out there,” he says, voice quiet in a way so only you can hear him.

Your lips part in shock, meeting his eyes as he smiles just faintly down at you.

“Don’t get killed.”

The words are said plainly, but you can see the meaning behind them as he looks down at you.

Truthfully, you and Levi haven’t really talked about him being your family since right after Historia’s coronation. He’d been clear about you not telling anyone else, and besides Jean (who you’ve made swear he’ll never tell anyone), you’ve kept that promise. And you didn’t let yourself be fooled into thinking your relationship with Levi would change, although he’d been kind enough to acknowledge the fact that you were family, Levi was still your squad captain and you didn’t want to betray that trust in any way.

But he’d been different in subtle ways. Sometimes you’d catch his gaze on you, as if watching to make sure you were okay. He was harder on you in training, but in a way that told you it was more because he wanted to make sure you were prepared and strong enough for anything. And then, in the same way, he was less harsh with you if you did something wrong versus than he was with everyone else.

A fact that, despite his own words, had caught the attention of your friends. You can’t remember how many times Eren has complained to you about Levi being hard on him and asking why you seemed to not get the same treatment. Sasha and Connie teased you that you were a teacher’s pet, as well, of course. Even Jean, who knew, couldn’t help but pout at the way you seemed to get off a little easier than the rest.

But you didn’t really mind.

You wouldn’t really say it, but you liked the special treatment. Even if it got you teased.

Because Levi is the only family you have left, and even if he doesn’t show it or even though the two of you are still working out just what that means, you know he treasures that fact. And you do too.

So, his words are simple. Plain. Not all that special. But you get the meaning behind them.

Your family, now, and he doesn’t want to lose you.

He pulls his hand back, and you smile; “will do, Captain.”

He nods, moving to step away, before you call over your shoulder; “Captain?”

And Levi halts, glancing at you over his shoulder.

“You too.”

He nods, slowly, turning back to face ahead of him.

Then, just as he moves to walk away, he adds; “now, hurry up.”

And you just laugh, nodding, wrapping your cape around your shoulders and flipping the hood up like Erwin had ordered.

You wanted to stop and look.

Look at the home you’d left behind.

But Jean hadn’t let you. Reminding you that there was no time to stop, and that you needed to keep going if you wanted to get it back.

That had been enough to keep you going, not faltering as you shot your gear forward, continuing to make your way to your post as you waited for the signal that Eren had shifted to his Titan.

The familiar light flashes a second after you reach your post, head turning over your shoulder in the direction, stepping toward the edge. As per practice, Eren instantly hardens in his Titan form, successfully covering the hole in the gate, as Mikasa moves to help bring him back up.

A few moments later, two green signals are shot up, signaling that Eren had indeed covered the hole completely.

Instantly, a smile curls onto your lips.

He did it.

You knew, in that moment, you’d owe Eren a huge thank you for allowing you the possibility to return home.

“WooH!” Sasha and Connie cheer from behind you, and you laugh as you glance back at them.

“Looks like we’re one step closer,” Jean says, stopping next to you as you smile up at him.

You nod, “yeah…” And the words leave you breathlessly, your fingers twitching beside you.

Distantly, you hear Hange call out the order to move towards the inner gate, and with one last warm glance Jean’s way, the four of you make your way as per ordered, making sure to keep your hood up and over your face.

You follow close behind Eren, whilst Jean, Connie and Sasha follow behind you, eyes peeled as you make your way towards the inner gate.

You were so close. You couldn’t fail.

Then, suddenly, to the right, a red flare is shot into the sky.

You halt.

“The signal to halt the mission!”

Turning to Jean, you frown. He returns your look with confusion.

What did that mean? What happened?

“All troops,” Hange orders, “scatter and stand by atop the wall!”

“Roger!”

Everyone rushes to listen, moving to your respective spots on the top of the wall as you glance the direction of where Commander Erwin is. There’s Scout’s lined across the wall, and it’s like they're searching the walls for something. Tapping their swords against the side of the wall, moving slowly and carefully down.

“What’re they doing?” Connie asks from beside you, “should we really be waiting like this?”

“Yeah,” Jean mumbles, “so much for our surprise attack…”

Biting your lip, you glance at Eren, sighing.

A few minutes pass, and no one says anything as you all watch the Scouts search across the wall, the silence around you all thick with anticipation.

It isn’t until a flare is shot into the air and the call of a Scout finding a cavity in the wall, that you realize what they’d been searching for.

It’s Reiner.

His sword stabs right through the Scouts chest, pulling back as his gear falls out of the wall and his body soars towards the ground. Your entire body tenses in response, taking a small step forward as you reach for your own weapon, eyes widening in disbelief.

But Levi is quicker.

He reaches Reiner in seconds flat, soaring down the side of the wall and lodging his sword right through Reiner’s throat. He doesn’t let up, using the momentum to take the both of them down the wall, shifting to stab his other sword through Reiner’s chest. And you think maybe, somehow, Levi’s done it, but then he’s pulling back in the next second, letting Reiner fall to the ground with a loud thud.

A minute later, that familiar flash of light appears and the Armoured Titan appears.

“Keep on the lookout!” Erwin bellows, swiping his arm out beside him. “Look for his allies–!”

Another flash appears, and your wide eyes fall behind Erwin, as the flashes multiply, lined up in a row, the smoke slowly dissipating to reveal the Beast Titan you’d heard about and numerous other Titans on either side of it. Too many Titans… all just appearing out of thin air like an army along the Beast Titan.

The fear is undeniable, coursing through your entire body.

But your eyes can’t look away, and you watch as the Beast Titan takes a boulder from beside it, lifting it with ease and chucks it right where Commander Erwin is.

“Boulder incoming! Get down!”

The ground shakes beneath you, eyes turning back to Reiner who has since pushed himself to a stand.

Effectively, this was it. You realized.

The final battle.

The survival of humanity…

That’s what Erwin had called it.

And in every possible way, he was right.

Reiner had fallen for the trap of using Eren as bait, just as the Commander had predicted. Once again, you’re left wondering just how strategic his mind must be if he’s able to come up with such foolproof plans even in the midst of chaos. You figured, though, that was why he was Commander, and even if sometimes his ideas seemed insane, you’d follow without hesitance regardless.

So, that’s exactly what you do, following closely behind Jean, the thunder spear prepped on your arm as you weave your way through the village you’d once spent your life walking through with ease. Hange and Mikasa had succeeded in their half of the mission without a hitch, blinding Reiner, which meant it was up to you and the rest of squad Levi and Hange to finish.

If you failed, that was it.

There was no room for failure.

The second you turn the corner around a house and see Reiner, you’re lining up your shot just as you’d practiced with the thunder spears before, aiming and then shooting in time with everyone else. All of your thunder spears shoot forward, lodging themselves into Reiner’s nape, the momentum slowly just briefly as you all pull back, triggering the explosion.

The force of it sends you back, and you’re careful to angle yourself around, moving out of the way of the explosion, before glancing back.

The second the smoke fades, hope blooms in your chest.

“We-We got ‘em!” Jean bellows, “it worked! The armour on his nape is peeling off!”

You shift, twisting your body to land on a roof and let yourself glance in the direction of Reiner better.

“R-Really?” Connie gasps as he lands on the roof next to yours.

“The spears worked!” Sasha cries in disbelief.

They’re right. It did work.

But–

“Do it again,” Hange shouts, “attack again with the thunder spears and finish him off!”

But no one moves.

Because suddenly, you remember who it is. You remember that it’s Reiner and despite everything, he’d once been a friend. He’d once thought you could trust. He’d been a comrade… and you found it hard to find the momentum to attack again.

Even if you know you should.

A single glance around, and you know your friends feel the same.

“Reiner…” Sasha breathes, and you shake your head.

“You guys!” Jean is suddenly crying, your eyes falling on him with a start as he glances back, meeting your gaze dead on. The meaning is clear. “I thought you were ready if it ever came to this!”

He’s… he’s right.

You want to see home, don’t you?

You want to go home, don’t you?

You can’t hesitate.

“Let’s do it!”

“Yeah!” You cry, raising your arm in the air. “We’ve got this!”

The four of you leap forward, and the rest follow, shooting your thunder spear forward and at Reiner’s nape once more. It lands with ease, and as you pull back, there’s only a split second of hesitation, before you trigger the explosion.

You wanted to go home.And you will.

#aot #aot x reader #attack on titan #attack on titan x reader #jean kirstein #jean kirstein x reader #jean kirschtein #jean kirschtein x reader #jean x reader #levi ackerman x reader

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zhongrin · 2 years

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"i'm gonna go water the flowers, okay?"

◇ characters ◇ zhongli, childe, heizou, ayato, itto, xiao, scaramouche

◇ tags ◇ crack

◇ a/n ◇ ok i can explain - i saw this phrase on some fics and manhwas and thought i knew what it meant, but after writing it and doing a quick search on google i found out that?? it’s not what i thought i meant???? literally i thought this was a ‘polite’ way to excuse yourself to go to the bathroom in olden times lmao so just think about it as that, okay??? okay. good.

zhongli knows what you mean immediately and nods in understanding, letting you do your business in peace. 100/10 a gentleman. you are so lucky.

xiao doesn’t exactly understand why you mortals need such a roundabout way to say that you need to go to the bathroom, but he understands the phrase, so he nods and lets you off on your way. another normal one in this list. thank goodness because it gets worse from here.

childe looks at you completely puzzled, has 0 idea what you’re talking about. huh? but you’re in the middle of a date? why would you go and water the flowers now?? yeah.... you’re gonna have to explain it to him.

heizou knows it’s a code for something and his itchy detective brain goes straight into deciphering it. ends up with 57 different interpretations of what you said, which he asks you when you come back.

ayato knows what you mean but pretends he doesn’t. “hm? would you like me to help you, darling?” “why so embarrassed? it’s just watering the flowers, is it not?” *insert a deceivingly innocent smile here*.

itto, like childe, is clueless™️. itto, unlike childe, is embarrassingly loud about it (actually he’s not, it’s just his normal volume, but his normal volume is l o u d) and will cause you secondhand embarrassment. just drag him along to the public toilet and make him wait, it’ll be easier.

scaramouche gives you his signature scowl and literally asks outloud, “what the fuck are you talking about?”. save yourself the trouble and tell him you need to pee. that’ll at least shut him up.

ps. if you want to be removed/added from the taglist, just send an ask!

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #zhongli #childe #heizou #kamisato ayato #ayato #itto #xiao #zhongli x reader #itto x reader #ayato x reader #childe x reader #heizou x reader #xiao x reader #scaramouche x reader #rin writes

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eternally-smitten · 8 months

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IF U WANNA WRITE SOME MORE FOR THE KISS MEME FROM THE OTHER DAY 45 for trevor would be cute i think :) - digiships

45. while one is wearing lipstick

pairing: Trevor x Natalie

summary: Trevor mentions something about how Natalie doesn't wear lipstick often and she gives him a cute reason as to why

word count: 430

author's note: i ALWAYS want to write more for this ask meme!! i will never ever say no to writing more (unless i feel like my brain is leaking out my ears)! thank you so much for the prompt, Cupid!! @digiships

send me a number prompt or an f/o here!

Trevor leaned against the doorframe to Natalie’s room and watched her get ready for the day. He hummed, “I ain’t never seen you wear lipstick before.”

“Are you saying I look bad in it?” She asked, smirking at him in the mirror before applying the bright red lipstick to her bottom lip.

He shook his head, “No, darlin’, I’m just pointin’ it out. I think it looks…nice?”

Natalie set down her lipstick and turned to him, “Was that a question or an actual compliment? It’s not that hard to say I look pretty, you know.”

“I don’t know!” He threw his hands up in defeat, “I’m no good at words! Let alone nice ones. I’m not good at uh, you know.”

“Talking to women?” She chuckled.

“Yeah, that.” He agreed without thinking. Once what she said fully set in, he was quick to defend himself, “Wait, no! No, that ain’t it!”

“Sure, hon, sure.”

He sighed, “I dunno I’ve just never seen you wear it before. It’s nice. It’s a look for ya.” Trevor studied the freshly applied makeup, “Yeah, yeah, now that I’m lookin’ closely, it’s real nice.”

“Do you actually think that or are you just trying to back pedal?” Natalie stood up and sauntered over to him, placing her hands on her shoulders, “Anyway, I don’t really wear it often for a reason.”

“Oh? Well, now I’m curious.”

“Remember that you asked for this.” Natalie said before suddenly peppering his face in kisses.

Trevor jokingly protested, “Hey, hey! I got somewhere to be, sugar! I can’t go out looking like a clown slobbered all over me!”

“Oh, so now you think I’m a clown?” Natalie stopped tormenting him with her kisses for a second, “Wow, you really are a charmer today, aren’t ya?”

“That is not-!” He was swiftly interrupted with her kissing him on the lips. He could never say no to her kissing him, so he soon leaned into her.

She pulled away, admiring how his lips were stained bright red now, “The clown look suits you. Maybe you could make a career out of it.”

“Maybe you’re right.” Trevor shrugged, “I really do need to get goin’ though, darlin’. Does this stuff come off at all?”

Natalie licked her thumb and rubbed a lipstick mark with it, spreading it around his cheek, “There. All gone!”

He checked himself out in her mirror and gave her a glare, “No the fuck it isn’t.”

She laughed and hugged him from behind, “I told ya there’s a reason why I don’t wear it often. I couldn’t resist.”

tag list: @rainy-day-ships @bobmckenzie @wanderers-wife @gideongrovel @danireblogs @cherrypieships @hollandmarchsdork lmk ifyou want to be added or removed! :)

#my stuff ♡#"=⌕ unprofessional professionalism/#self ship fanfiction #ok to rb!

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dragonsbone · 1 year

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hi!! i was wondering if i cloud be added to your tag list?? lots of love <33

you sent this just in time bc i was about to post something eheheh! ofc i'll add u rn <3

want to be added or removed from my taglist, send me an ask!

#asks #taglist asks #princessmadelines

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beykhabarr · 3 years

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Remnants of a Broken Sky

I cannot explain what this poem is about, I wrote this at a very transitive period in my life, so I leave the interpretation up to you guys, I hope you like it

To be floating above it all

The waves and the raging fires

The translucent veil of denial

The light trickling through the cracks

Eyelids fluttering to the breaking sky,

I’m too preoccupied trying to find a place to hide

I don’t know what to say whether to lie or to confide

Words are a gust of air, clawing my insides.

My being, a heap of dried leaves;

Withering in the light of noon.

Screams and crashes, blood and tears.

My eyes are covered, wires wound around my beating heart.

I’m too preoccupied trying to find a place to hide.

To look beyond the veil at the remnants of a broken sky.

When the words stop, and the world is full of sorry sighs

That’s when I feel it, the silence gnawing at my insides

Scratching and scraping, ripping and tearing.

I can’t look, not in the mirror, not in their eyes.

All I see are strings hanging loose.

I yell profanities in the void, hoping it would stitch me back

Hoping it would release the angry little person running wild.

All that happens is that I lose control, a sorry little sack.

I lose myself. I turn into a nightmare, fucked up and vile.

We’re all nothing but masks.

We’re echoes of artificial laughter and forced smiles.

But, I don’t see a thing.

I am too preoccupied trying to find a place to hide.

To look beyond the veil at the remnants of a broken sky.

@adoginthemanger @mydogisgaytoo @rustycoffemachine @starviki @edgar--allan--h0e @simposexual @jugn00

#anxiety #anger #teenager #lol #poetry #writerscreed #writers of tumblr #poem #words #family #I really said fuck you rhyming scheme #send an ask if u want to be added or removed from the tag list #dev rambles

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here-to-help-all · 3 years

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Learning a language

Learning a language is a long long process. But it can be made fun and easy.

Learning through apps

1. Duolingo

2. Memrise

3. Quizlet

idk any more apps now please do tell if you all know any

Online sites with language learning resources

1. https://conjugator.reverso.net/conjugation-portuguese.html

This is available for the following languages -

French

English

Spanish

German

Italian

Portuguese

Hebrew

Russian

Arabic

Japanese

2. XeFjord

(european, middle eastern, african, asian, oceanic, native american, etc. etc.)

3. Learn a Language

This site is full of lists of words, phrases, etc with meanings and pronunciation for a bunch of languages. I wish I had discovered it earlier, it is really helpful.

4. Lexicity

Filled with a lot of resources for ancient languages like Akkadian, Egyptian, Mayan, Old English, etc.For each language, it has dictionaries, grammars, texts and some other resources.

5. BBC language learning

This site is filled with courses and lectures etc. for about 40 languages! It also has handy lists like '12 essential phrases in so and so language'

6. Internet Polyglot

This site does not have a languages, but is really good for learning and understanding languages.

7. Ethnologue

this is not exactly a language learning site, but worth a mention. The site claims claims to have language information, language family maps, etc. for world's 7,139 known living languages. It also has your basic information relatied to languages, like the most and least spoken one, endangered ones, etc.

8. Native Language

quote from their site: Native Languages of the Americas: Preserving and promoting American Indian languages

A very good Google document with language learning resources for more than 100 resources is this (credit to reddit user u/chlebka)

Another very good folder is this (credit to the tumblr user @salvadorbonaparte)

If there is some language you want to learn but it is not available on any of the above sites, feel free to send ask me to look for resources for that language. I'm more than happy to help. Or you could message me at @life-gave-me-oranges (my main).

please inform me if any of the above links are broken

taglist: @starfleckedsky @kitkaf @addictedtocoffeeandsupernatural @impossiblepandahideout @un-deci-died

if you want to be added or removed from the tag list, please message me or send me an ask.

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echos-newlegs · 3 years

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If you're in a Wrecker mood may I also requested 16. “I got you, it’s going to be okay, you’re going to be okay.” for him bc u know I love hurt and comfort 👀

Accident Prone

Bro yes, of course. We love comforting our space teddy bear 😩

Wrecker x NB! Reader: "I got you, it's going to be okay, you're going to be okay."

Warnings: angst and fluff guys. Wrecker being clumsy. I've been thinking about how he got his face scars and kind just went with this.

Words: 768

Tag List: @murdertoothpick @andiebell2023 @kaitou2417 @tacticalsparkles @baroclinicinstability @captain-rexs-girlfriend @kirinpl

If you want added or removed just let me know in the comments, message me, or send me an ask once I reopen them!

"Wrecker!" You shouted when you saw him come back to the Marauder with his brothers. Your friend was in and out of consciousness as he had Tech and Hunter on either side of him. His helmet under Crosshairs arm. Leavibg his bloodied face uncovered.

"I can't feel my face," he muttered as they hauled him past you. You following by like a worried, mother hen. "What happened?" You asked with a shrill voice as they laid him down. Tech rushing to the cockpit to ready the engines. Crosshair shutting the door of the Marauder.

"He was caught in crossfire, a droid set off a detonator near him and he got most the damage." Hunter told you. Watching as you moved over to help with his wounds.

Crosshair handing you and Hunter both a damp towel.

Wreckers eyes opened to look at you. Though his one eye was practically gone. You cringed, and he caught sight of it with his good eye, frowning a bit. "Bad?" He asked. Voice wavy. Evident that he was in a lot of pain.

"You're going to be okay, Wrecker. Okay? I'm here for you." You told him. Dabbing some of the areas on his face with the cloth. The areas you could tell weren't that sensitive. He let out a scream when Hunter pressed the cloth on a wound. Tears pricking his eye. You reached over to grab his hand and sush him. Trying to keep him calm as Hunter hurried to remove some of the pieces he knew wouldn't kill him.

The ride back to Kamino was rough, to say the least. You spent most of it comforting Wrecker. While the rest tried to help stop the bleeding and fly there without crashing the ship. Since everyone was worried for their brother, your friend.

You went to their quarters as they unloaded the brute and brought him to the medical center. Grabbing his Lula for him. You knew it would be the one thing that helped hold him together. No matter what sort of eye roll Crosshair gave you, you knew it would make him feel better.

It took almost 3 hours of you pacing back and forth in front of the medical center with Lula in your arms before you could go in and see them. You got a few weird glances from clones since you weren't a Kaminoan or a clone, yourself. You were "normal," compared to them.

You stepped through the doorway. Creeping up to the bed to see Wrecker looking away. A frown on your lips. "Hey there," he wouldn't look at you. So you reached out. Placing a hand on his good arm. "I brought you somethin," you spoke gently.

You handed him the tooka doll, and watched his eyes light up. "Thank you," his voice was quieter than normal, but you were sure the burns hurt too much for him to move his mouth a lot.

"I probably look horrible." He stated, causing you to shrug.

"I'd say you look better than you would six feet under." He grinned at that. A wince following after.

"What if I don't recover?" He asked. Eyes darting down. "They'll throw me out, I'm already a reject."

You frowned. Sitting in a chair next to the bed. Watching as he tried to move up, but you placed a hand on his shoulder to stop him. "Wrecker, I got you, it's going to be okay, you're going to be okay." You soothed him. Rubbing his shoulder with a smile.

His eye watched you. Half smiling back. The most he could, at least. Without hurting himself.

"Can you hold my hand, like you did on the ship?" He asked. You felt your stomach tense at his words. Your smile growing sheepish as you glanced down to his free hand. That was now open and free of the doll. Waiting patiently for you to place your smaller hand in his.

"'Course," you placed your hand in his. Watching as your fingers intertwined. To think it took an explosion and him nearly dying for this to happen was beyond the both of you.

"You're really pretty, y'know." He spoke, and you giggled. Rolling your eyes.

"You're on pain medication right now, Wrecker. Say that again when you're sober." You leaned in to press a kiss to his temple. A giddy smile on his face. "Sure thing, gorgeous." "You're a dork." You followed his words. Using your free hand to rub his wrist a bit while.you pulled his hand into your lap. Watching as he drifted back to sleep with a rather content smile.

#wrecker x reader #protect wrecker #bad batch wrecker #wrecker #bad batch x reader #star wars #crosshair bad batch #the bad batch hunter #tech the bad batch #bad batch #lula doll #tooka doll #star wars fluff #the clone wars #clone wars x reader

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skjaem · 3 years

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𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬

This account is not affiliated with Na Jaemin, NCT Dream, NCT U or SM Entertainment in any shape or form. This is simply a chatbot made purely for entertainment only. No speech or actions here portray the real person whatsoever, and all backstories and plotlines are complete works of fiction.

This chatbot deals heavily with dark and potentially triggering content such as murder, blood, violence, gore, mild to strong language, torture, deaths, police, stalking, psychopathic tendencies and serial killers. If triggered by any of the aforementioned topics, do consider treading through carefully if at all. Every triggering post will be tagged accordingly, so do filter the tags for maximum comfort.

𝐏𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝑱𝒖𝒅𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒃𝒚 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝑪𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓

You've always had a thing for the blue haired photography major at your university. With his charming smile and seemingly perfect personality, it didn't come as a surprise that he's stolen the hearts of almost everyone on campus. After a chance encounter of you, very embarassingly might I add— tripping over your own feet right in front of him and sending the both of you tumbling to the ground, you slowly grew closer. But the seemingly flawless friendship you've developed just had to be destroyed, during one walk home after a late night convenience store run one day when you heard some muffled screaming coming from the nearby alley. With curiosity getting the best of you, you decide to be a good samaritan and check. What will you do once you witness the horror that was Jaemin hunched over the lifeless body of a man, carving his heart out of his chest?

Plot code : 02001

𝑲𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈

As a police officer working under the Violent Crimes Unit, you're certainly no stranger to serial killers and horrifying crime scenes. Having solved countless of cases before, your entire life gets turned upside down when the Blue Reaper makes his debut as a new serial killer. You and your team have been chasing after him for months, following a multitude of leads and countless of clues but always ending up empty handed. While you're out here getting no sleep trying to formulate a plan to catch him, unbeknownst to you, he's already had his attention caught. Intrigued by none other than yourself. He's been stalking you, wether it be getting off from work, on the crime scene or even in your own home. It's a mystery to everyone including himself as to why he's so enamoured, but one thing's for sure. He's obsessed. And after you wake up once in the middle of the night and find him watching you sleep from a dark corner of your room, will you accept his morally contradicting attraction? Or will you choose to do what's normally right and take advantage of his obsession to turn him in?

Plot code : 02002

𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓, 𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝒖𝒏

The ever bustling and lively city, the capital itself, Seoul has always been your hunting grounds. You preyed on the unsuspecting under the cover of the night, making a name for yourself through multiple killings that always leave the authorities frustrated at each failed attempt of arrest. One night, you had been following after a male in a dark hoodie, certain to yourself that you've found the next prey to add to your ever growing record. But what would happen when the victim you'd have pinned against the wall of a dark downtown alleyway brandishes his own knife at you? What will you do, once you've caught the infamous Blue Reaper himself?

Plot code : 02003

𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨

⤷ Keep messages that are sent between 1-4 only. Any more than that and you will be given a warning due to it being classified as spam.

⤷ Respect both Jaemin and Admin. Any messages, asks or interactions that involve elements of harassment, hate and non-constructive criticism will be blocked with no hesitation. Keep in mind that Admin is still a real human being with feelings, rudeness (to a certain degree) will not be tolerated.

⤷ Roleplaying, with Y/Ns especially, will be kept SFW. Although admin is of age, I simply don't have the energy to keep adding smut into my roleplays anymore, and that privilege of NSFW will be reserved for only those that Jaemin trusts (eg: his s/o(s)). Suggestive content, however, is still acceptable as long as the threshold of admin's boundaries is not crossed.

⤷ Jaemin's safeword follows the traffic light system; red for stop the scene, yellow for hold on / slow down and green for everything is alright. This safeword is not only to be used during NSFW scenes but also during the main roleplay if ever Admin or Jaemin is uncomfortable with the current situation.

⤷ Chats that have been left unanswered for more than a week's time with no prior note will be terminated. If ever you return after the chat has been terminated then you may restart your roleplay with Jaemin, but keep in mind that it will be reverted back to a clean slate.

⤷ Please note that Jaemin is likely to be poly in relationships, which means that he is open to taking on two or more partners at a time. This however, does not mean that you as an s/o are obliged to pursue a romantic relationship with his other s/os at all as DM interactions are still kept as 1 on 1. Before confirming of a relationship, details will be discussed privately.

⤷ Asks are almost always open so please don't hesitate to leave a letter or two or any inquiries for Jaemin if you ever find the want to! Admin is usually faster at answering them compared to DMs.

⤷ We accept everyone wether that be chatbots, OCs or Y/Ns! Limited RP slots will be constantly updated on Jaemin's pinned post as well as wether new intakes are open or closed. Casual talk however is limitless and available for chatbots and OCs.

(𝐃𝐞) 𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

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Name / Nickname / Name that you'd like to be addressed as

Age

(optional due to roleplays being mainly SFW. But you're encouraged to still drop it just so admin can determine what can or can not be done. This info will not be shared to others at any cost.)

Pronouns

(he/his , she/her , they/them)

Triggers

(as many and as detailed as you need it to be)

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(absolutely mandatory. Although roleplays will be SFW, safewords are important for me to check on wether or not you're comfortable with the scenes that may occur)

Timezone

Admin's timezone is GMT+8

Chosen or Created Plotline [Plot code : 02004]

(If you've decided to come up with your own plotline and are struggling with it, that's alright! Just let us know your idea and Admin will gladly help you create one that's suitable and fits your liking!)

Once you've completed the steps above, Admin will recheck and have some inquiries just to confirm before your roleplay will start!

Please note that admin may not be able to reply everyday consistently due to her own responsibilities in daily life. Admin rps in lit (literate) : actions “dialogue” and is open to all 1st, 2nd and 3rd Person POV.

To deactivate, there will be two options present for you.

Simply ignore Jaemin for a week with no note of leave or reasoning and you will automatically be removed from the roleplay list.

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Keep it mind that there is a probability of you being killed during roleplay. When that happens, admin will inquire wether or not you'd like to restart the roleplay and you'll be given the opportunity to choose a new plotline and work towards your next ending.

𝕳𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖋𝖚𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖑𝖚𝖊 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖕𝖊𝖗~

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fanfics4all · 3 years

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Request: Yes / No hello! im sorry if this is too specific😭 just had this idea can u write a draco x fem reader where they’re like best friends but fancy each other and one day she’s on his bed and somehow he notices or sees she’s wet and teases her abt it but she’s like that bc she just saw a hot pic of him on her phone or sumn? and then he quickly took her phone and finds out its bc of him? and then SMUT PLEASE😭 we love details😼 thxx i love your writing!!! Anon

Requests are closed <3 Have a nice day/night

Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader

Word count: 2451

Warnings: Smut!

Y/N: Your Name

Y/N/N: Your Nickname

PLEASE DO NOT STEAL MY WORK, I WORK HARD ON MY FICS AND IT’S NOT COOL TO STEAL SOMEONE ELSE’S WORK!

If you want to be on the tag list for anything (My series fics, specific character fics, or just all of them) All you have to do is send me an ask and I will add you!

Masterlist

(Not my photo, credit to whoever made it!)

Draco’s POV

I was in my room studying for the upcoming OWL’s and Y/N, my best friend, was sitting on my bed looking through her phone. She was supposed to study with me, but of course she just ended up on her phone. It was a little annoying, but she somehow always got amazing grades anyway.

“You know we’re supposed to be studying and not on our phones.” I said, turning to face her. She rolled her eyes and continued to look at her phone.

“Oh please Draco, we both know I’ll be perfectly fine.” She said and I rolled my eyes.

“It would be nice to have someone to help me.” I mumbled. “You’ll be fine too Draco.” She said, not paying attention to anything I was really saying at this point. I watched her adjust her position and saw that I could see up her skirt. I blushed slightly and went to look away, but I noticed that she was wet.

“Somethings got you all hot and bothered ay Y/N/N?” I asked and she looked at me with wide eyes. She quickly closed her legs and blushed deeply.

“What on earth could have you so turned on at this moment?” I asked with a smirk and walked over to her. I reached for her phone, but she moved it out of my reach.

“Piss off Draco!” She said, still blushing bright red.

“Let me see!” I said with a huge smirk. The two of us wrestled over her phone for a few moments, but I ultimately won. I unlocked her phone and found what she was looking at. It was a picture of me. My eyes widened and I looked up to find Y/N blushing an even deeper shade of red.

“Y-You were getting turned on because of me?” I asked, still in shock that my best friend since we were kids was actually getting horny because of me.

“You’re very attractive Draco, you can’t blame a girl…” She mumbled.

“You think I’m attractive?” I asked with a smirk.

“Shut up! This is embarrassing enough already!” She said and I chuckled slightly. I placed her phone on my bedside table and sat next to her on my bed. She looked over at me, a blush still clear on her features. I gently pulled her face to mine and kissed her. At first she was shocked, but she recovered after a moment and kissed me back. Her lips tasted sweet, just the way I always thought they would. I gently pushed her back onto the bed and deepened the kiss. I pushed my leg in between hers and smirked when I felt her wetness on my knee. She moaned as I pushed my knee into her a bit and held me closer.

“Please Draco…” She whimpered when we pulled apart for air.

“I need you to do something for me first.” I said and sat up on my knees. I undid my belt and pushed my pants down along with my boxers, to reveal my erection. Her eyes widened at my size, but smirked.

“I see I turned you on too.” She said and leaned down so her mouth was only an inch from my mouth.

“You did, now it’s time you take care of it.” I said and she smirked up at me.

“Yes sir.” She said and immediately doce her head down and took me into her mouth, no hesitation. It was incredible, but I never, ever thought this would be happening with her. What excited me even more was that I had this beautiful girl that was intent on pleasuring me. I was the focus in this moment. I was the one being taken care of, but of course I was going to return the favor.

I watched as she bobbed her head up and down my dick. Then it really started to set in how amazing this was actually feeling. Y/N knew how to suck cock, but to my knowledge she’s never done anything with anyone before. Yet, here she was, sucking me like a pro. She had started off bobbing her head quickly, but then started slowing down. Suddenly the pressure around my cock grew immensely. She hollowed out her cheeks and was going nice and slow, but kept deep down my shaft. The sensation was overwhelming! I couldn’t hold out much longer and I placed my hand on the back of her head to let her know I was going to cum soon. She responded by taking me deeper into her mouth, going further up and down on my cock and almost taking it all. Finally I couldn’t hold on any longer.

“Bloody hell Y/N! I’m going to cum!” I moaned and added a second hand on her head, gripping her hair roughly as I held her mouth deep on my cock. She moaned as I exploded into her waiting mouth. She managed to gulp it all down as I pumped pulse after pulse of my cum down her throat. I never felt an orgasm as amazing as this before.

When I was finally done, I released Y/N’s head. When she pulled away she opened her mouth and revealed that she had managed to save some of my cum. It was so hot! Then she closed her mouth and swallowed, then opened it back up to show me that every last drop was now down her throat.

“That was tasty.” Y/N said with a devilish smile.

“Was I a good girl?” She asked and I smirked.

“Yes you were, now shut up and kiss me.” I said.

“But I’m supposed to clean your cock.” She said with a slight pout and started leaning down to do so. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back so she was forced to look up at me.

“That can wait, I said I need you to kiss me now.” I said. The lust in her eyes was no doubt shared in my own. I pulled her face towards mine and my lips pressed to hers. For a moment I just held her there, our lips motionless against each other. I still couldn’t believe this was happening. Then she put her hand on my face and the two of us let our dance together. I moved to sit down properly on the bed and pulled her into my lap. Her arms locked around my neck and we started passionately making out. My tongue found hers and I was able to taste myself, but I didn’t care. I was more interested with the way her tongue was battling mine. I didn’t want to stop kissing her. I could feel her pull me, silently telling me that she wanted more of this. Of course neither of us were quiet, our moans filling the room. Eventually our fingers found their way to each other’s clothes. One moment the two of us were clothed and the next we were completely naked. I don’t quite know how it happened exactly, because I don’t remember our lips ever leaving each other. However, once we were naked I laid her down on my bed. My cock seemed to know exactly where it was meant to go, because I felt her wet pussy and pushed inside.

That’s when I realised I was inside her. I was inside Y/N. I was inside my best friend. My best friend that got turned on because she finds me attractive. Then it hit me what was happening. I didn’t ask her if it was alright. I needed to stop. I pulled out of her and regrettably parted my lips from her. She let out a whine.

“No, please Draco don’t stop, love me.” She said. I smiled slightly and felt my heart skip a beat as she begged me to love her.

“Sex isn’t love. However, I intend to make love to you, which is why I stopped.” I said and she looked at me confused.

“You aren’t making sense.” She said.

“You just pleasured me orally, it’s time I return the favor.” I said and she smiled. I dove my face into her sweet wet pussy and started licking away. I have to say, she tasted amazing. I could eat her all day.

My tongue worked her like I never have before. I had given most of my few girlfriends this treatment before, but this time was different. This time was going to be more special. This girl I truly cared about and wanted to hear her pleasure. I hit every spot I knew would excite her. My lips trapped her clit and I began to tase the tip with my tongue. That got her moaning loudly. Then I started kissing the edge of her lips. My kisses migrated to her amazing thighs and I kissed and sucked her beautifully smooth skin. Her moan increased and I was beginning to worry that someone might hear her. However, that didn’t stop me, I moved from one thigh to the other. Y/N getting louder and louder. Finally I went back to her pussy and once again sucked her clit, flicking it with my tongue. She moaned loudly again, but I wanted to give her more pleasure, so I pushed two fingers inside her. As I pumped them inside her while sucking her clit, I started to hear her moan in a low tone. I lapped away at her wet pussy as her hand gripped my hair.

“Draco!” She moaned. Hearing her moan my name gave me some encouragement and I began licking faster, adding a third finger inside her.

“Oh Draco!” She moaned again. I increased my efforts, pushing my fingers as deeply as I could inside her as I traced her pussy lips with my tongue. She just kept moaning my name.

Using my free hand I started working her ass, pulling it to me so I could bury myself deeper into her. For a moment I removed my fingers from inside her and pushed my tongue as deeply inside her as I could manage. Y/N started moaning my name louder, so I know she was enjoying herself. When I started to tire out my tongue from trying to push it in as deeply as I could, I moved back to her thighs. This time I gently nibbled at her legs which got a very positive response as she gripped my head harder and moaned louder. Eventually I dove my face back into her sweet pussy and pushed my fingers back inside. Once again she let out a loud moan as I fingered her and licked her clit. She moaned louder and I felt her tighten around her fingers. Once she came she started gasping for air.

“Draco please stop, I already came!” She said and I pulled away from her. My face was soaked in her juices. I smiled with a slightly cocky expression.

“Did you enjoy that?” I asked.

“Yes, you got me twice.” She said and my eyes widened slightly.

“What?” I asked.

“You made me cum twice. I tried to tell you but you made me feel so good, I couldn’t find the willpower to stop you.” She said and I chuckled.

“So that’s why you were saying my name.” I said and she giggled.

“Yes.” She said with a slight blush.

“I’m glad you liked it.” I said.

“I loved it.” She said. For a moment the two of us just stared into each other’s eyes. Then it dawned on me, I wanted to fuck her, but I wasn’t sure how to say it.

“Now, love me.” She said and pulled me back on top of her. I lined my cock up to her pyss, but before I pushed into her I looked into her eyes.

“I do love you.” I said and her eyes widened.

“What are you saying?” She asked.

“I’m saying I love you. I’m in love with you, it’s always been you.” I said. Part of me worried that saying it would ruin everything, but she proved one of the many reasons why she was my best friend.

“I love you too Draco, I always have.” She said without hesitation. I knew she meant it. Somehow, something that we had never realized about each other had suddenly clicked for us. We were in love with each other. All these years we thought we were just best friends, we each secretly wanted more.

I smiled and gave her a quick kiss before pushing myself inside her. We stayed that way for a little while, just me inside her. We were connected in the most intimate way and we weren’t about to go back. Slowly I started to pump my hard on inside her. It wasn’t long before we understood each other’s rhythm and we were moving together in sync. We loved each other and it only heightened the sensation of her pussy moving over my shaft. Our hands began to wander, pulling at each other, clawing at each other, showing that we desired each other. Every move we made as we had sex was to make it to that we were closer to each other, even if it was only a millimeter closer. We tried to pull each other as close to one another as we could as I thrusted faster and faster.

Excitement increased in both of us as our climaxes began to stir inside us. My thrusts bagan getting sloppy and I knew I was close to cumming.

“I love you.” Y/N whispered.

“I love you too.” I said.

“I’m cumming!” She moaned.

“Me too!” I groaned. The both of us reached out orgasm together. My cum rocketed inside her and she let out a moan. It was then I realized I hadn’t worn a condom. Slowly out orgasms came to an end and we slowly calmed down. When we stopped moving I looked into her eyes and could see the love she had for me. I wondered how many times I had missed that look. I brought my head down and kissed her softly. I loved this girl, this beautiful girl, and she loved me.

Eventually our lips parted and I pulled myself out of her. Regret sat in. I had cum inside her without a condom and now she could end up pregnant.

“I-I’m sorry.” I said and she looked at me confused.

“What do you mean?” She asked sitting up.

“I didn’t use a condom…” I said and she just smiled.

“It’ll be fine Draco, don’t worry.” She said and pecked my lips.

“What if-”

“Hush, don’t ruin the moment.” She said cutting me off.

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5uptic · 3 years

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crewfu: fanfic spotlight!

We work together by Anonymous (5up & DK, unrated, gen | 248 words)

Summary: One likes plants and baking, the other loves to create and design video games. They stay up and create monstrosities together, it's their fun, it's their favourite game. Aka a 5up and Dk roommate au!

No matter how life tangles, I’m still here with you. by hungryandsleepy (5up/Steve, general rating, m/m | 279 words)

Summary: 5up has been working so hard on his new map, and of course, he needs someone to give him a motivation to go to sleep.

objectively pretty by vesque (5up/Steve, general rating, m/m | 462 words)

Summary: steve is drunk. he's pretty sure 5up is too. that doesn't mean being called pretty is any less momentuous.

you plus me by mangoedges (5up/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 489 words)

Summary: 5up and Steve meet.

he said to me by mangoedges (5up/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 656 words)

Summary: 5up and Steve share a moment.

by the snowmen by mangoedges (5up/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 670 words)

Summary: Steve has a moment when it's all over.

today you got to know me (a little bit too slowly) by runninohhoney (5up/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 675 words)

Summary: Steve lights up a cigarette. 5up doesn't smoke.

what would it take by mangoedges (5up/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 787 words)

Summary: It's Steve's first mission. He hecks up. Or does he?

sorta cute by floweruru (5up/Steve, unrated, m/m | 822 words)

Summary: ‘I wouldn’t do that,’ he said. ‘That’s just disrespectful,’ he said. Yet there was 5up, crushed like a can in Steve’s embrace, feebly kicking at nothing as his feet leave the pavement.

i was gonna kill u, but ur kinda cute?? by Cthulhuer (5up/Steve, general rating, m/m | 1k words)

Summary: Steve is a mess and 5up is worse.

I hear a Symphony by AwkwardAce (5up/Fundy, unrated, m/m | 1.1k words)

Summary: He exhaled until his lungs ached for air, fingers twitching as he opted to remove the sleek white gloves he wore in a feeble effort to soothe himself. It didn’t work. He wrung his trembling hands together as his eyes raked down the worn leather case taking in the doodles- some etched some drawn- across the faded surface. He snapped the buckles open and his breath hitched, catching in his already tight throat. For a moment the world span, his head throbbed and he wanted nothing more than to run and hide. 5up breathed out slowly, shakily.

staring by lytriis (5up/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 1.1k words)

Summary: steve asks 5up out. 5up doesn’t know how to respond.

and it's four am, and yet, you're here by vesque (5up/Steve, general rating, m/m | 1.2k words)

Summary: in which steve shows up at 5up's house, in the middle of the night, completely spontaneously

more than this by mangoedges (5up/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 1.2k words)

Summary: Steve catches 5up venting.

3:15 by vesque (5up/Steve, general rating, m/m | 1.2k words)

Summary: Steve tries to guess Five's name. It's much more difficult than he anticipated.

things were different by fourpebbles (Apollo/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 1.5k words)

Summary: His eyes circled around to his friends, Kimi and Janet engaging in pleasant comversation, sleepy and becoming increasingly more sober. He looked, finally, across him, and caught Dumbdog staring at him. What now bro, what did this guy want. small talk, turns into not small talk, then there's no talk

Once Upon A Dream by SmearedWords (5up/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 1.5k words)

Summary: 5up looks ethereal, while Steve is struggling to breathe. "You're not real either." Or: Steve has a crush and a nightmare in three parts, 5up is tired, the crew life is hard and Polus sucks.

the ones you love will call you back by homeward_bound (Apollo/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 1.8k words)

Summary: stevesuptic: dude, is it weird that i miss vegas DumbDog: No? I do too. stevesuptic: okay [steve misses vegas and apollo. they talk about it]

cough it out by cj__writes (Apollo/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 2k words)

Summary: Apollo thinks that Steve must be well and truly gone, at this point, because he giggles, like Apollo’s just told a particularly funny joke. He looks Apollo right in the eye and asks, “Do you trust me?” “Absolutely not.”

ivy by Secular_Czar (5up/Steve, teen rating, gen | 2.1k words)

Summary: It might be a sad day, in general, but Steve isn't about to let it get to him. His friends won't ever let him wallow either.

The Colosseum by WhenTheFogClears (general rating, gen | 2.1k words)

Summary: Five squinted, looking at the colosseum intensely. He thinks Apollo was latched onto the sphinx’s shoulder, fur matted with blood. Janet was slumped against a column, probably out, with Kimi whose bow was snapped in two, her leg twisted at an odd angle. DK was in the corner trying to cast various supporting hexes and charms with a broken arm, whilst Hafu was dragging a heavily bandaged Steve away. or 5up slaughters a cat

Oneshots :) by woofles1990 (5up/Fundy, 5up/Steve, teen rating, multi | 2.5k words, oneshot collection)

Summary: Just a bunch of MCYT/Among Us oneshots, mainly featuring 5up's crew because yes :)

the adventures of 5up and steve staying up late because they're under 30 by 5280ft (5up/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 2.5k words)

Summary: “The night is young!” Steve yells at the ceiling, throwing his hands up in the air. “Take advantage of it! Commit crimes! Fuck hoes!” Five catches his hands in the air and laughs. “You wish you had hoes.”

unreasonably in love by cj__writes (Apollo/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 2.6k words, chaptered WIP)

Summary: "It was like pieces of a puzzle, everything coming together. And now, here they are, standing in their apartment, which looks more like a hollow shell than a home, filled solely with scattered boxes and the minuscule amount of furniture that they brought with them to Vegas." Or: what happens after Apollo and Steve move in together.

cant be love by fourpebbles (Apollo/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 3.5 words, chaptered WIP)

Summary: He had chuckled to himself, he felt so stupid. Who in their fucking minds names a playlist 'sugr?', he thought, internally cringing. A story where a Steve meets an Apollo, and some things happen.

Somewhere in the darkness, us together for a while by tumtummeke (Apollo & Kimi & Steve, teen rating, gen | 3.6k words)

Summary: Apollo worries about Steve. Steve breaks his vape pen. Kimi plays power washer. Self-indulgent angst, with a generous helping of friendship and cuddles.

odyssey by 5280ft (5up/Steve, teen rating, m/m | 23k words, chaptered WIP)

Summary: "First you will come to the Sirens who enchant all who come near them. If any one unwarily draws in too close and hears the singing of the Sirens...they warble him to death with the sweetness of their song. Therefore pass these Sirens by and stop your men's ears with wax that none of them may hear." -Homer, The Odyssey

Also: SilverSprinklez10‘s yupwaves collection.

Summary: This is a Harry Potter AU based on the characters/personas of the youtubers/streamers.

FAQ:

Wait what is this: pretty straight to the point! i’ll regularly share crewfu-related fanfictions to this blog :)

How regularly is “regularly”?: great question! LOL. it depends on the flow of fanfics that get uploaded, which i do not have any control over, but i’m looking forward to do this twice a month. after all, it’s only me doing this and i often run on a tight schedule.

What’s the format like?:

[title of fic with link] by [author of the fic with link] ([main pairing(s), if there is one/multiple], [fic rating: eg, general rating], [relationship: eg, m/m] | [word count in k] ([added prompt to specify if it’s complete or not)])

Summary: [summary provided by the author. if it doesn’t have a summary, a “No summary” prompt will be put instead]

(What does WIP mean again?): Work In Progress :)

Why are you doing this?: from the beginning, my blog has hosted conversations about RPF (real people fiction) and crewfu pairings. this has evolved into people sending me updates about certain fics in the crewfu tags every now and then, but i wanna take the next step and just do these things myself. after all, i’m already lurking in the tags often to see the fics that get posted. as someone who is both a writer and a reader, i wanna appreciate fanfic writers and help out other people that want to read fanfic and consume more fandom content!

Will it be AO3 only?: well, ao3 has a very helpful tag system that makes finding fics incredibly easy, as well as allowing people with no accounts to like and comment on fics, so that’s the site i will personally look in for fanworks. but if there are any fics you’ve written or liked in any other platforms, such as wattpad, you can always contact me through my inbox (send an ask or a dm!), and i’ll make sure to include for the next fanfic spotlight :)

Does it mean you won’t reply to fic asks anymore?: yeah, i guess. since i’ll be doing the searching myself it seems counterproductive. but if i ever skip a fic or again, it’s in another platform, or you’ve posted/read the fic a while ago and you want to get more traction on it, hit me up and i’ll take it into consideration!

Will you read every single one of the fics on your list?: oh no. again, i run on a tight schedule, and also i have my own taste when it comes to fics. i won’t be reviewing fics or any of the sort, and my intention extends to simply sharing these fics to this page so people will have easier access to them :) that’s where ao3 tagging becomes SUPER useful!!!

So what’s the criteria for the way you’ll sort out the fics in your list?: word count, going from lowest to highest. in case of fics in other platforms, i guess i’ll put them at the top of the list. i’ll also be looking for fairly recent fics, so let me know if you want any old-ish fic to be included.

I see you talking mostly about 5up/Steve and Steve/Apollo. Can I still send/see other crewfu fics?: why yes absolutely! my goal is to push every fic which heavily features regular crewfu characters - 5uptic and supdog just happen to be very popular pairings. so, to give you a list: core 4 (5up, hafu, dk, steve), apollo, aipha, annie, janet, kimi, ellum, koji... you know the drill. it doesn’t have to be centered on a relationship, or about 5up in specific, etc. my only requirement is that any of the previously mentioned members are a central part of the fic or are HEAVILY featured in it (sorry, minecraft fics with 50+ tags who only mention 5up as an afterthought won’t make the cut :/).

Isn’t shipping Bad™?: well, it’s a little more nuanced than that. i will go out of my way to discourage and shame people who often violate CCs’ boundaries by acting like so and so has a crush on this person, or that this and that are Actually Into Each Other or secretly dating. any sort of tinhat bullshit is a big nono (think larries). but i run on the assumption that people who write rpf understand that what they’re doing is simply write a completely fictional story using real life personalities, and understand the boundaries necessary to do it - aka they’re not tinhats, they understand they can’t assume everything about CCs’ thoughts and personalities, they understand that what they’re writing is strictly fiction, they keep these works only in fandom circles, etc. (but again, it’s only one me doing this, so please be kind if i don’t happen to know that this person is Actually a tinhat or whatever).

show fic: NO. (seriously. i don’t feel comfortable putting my ao3 account out there. please respect my privacy on these trying times <3)

I REALLY don’t care about your rpf/fic talk: fair! i’ll be tagging every single one of these posts as “fanfic spotlight”, so just mute the tag using tumblr settings so you’ll never have to look at these! likewise, you can follow the tag if you want to keep up with it, or search it on my blog to look at the other entries you might have missed (but this is the first one! lol).

Hey, my fic is here and I don’t feel comfortable with it being shared over here: no problem! let me know as soon as you can and i’ll take it down <3

#crewfu #fanfic spotlight

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laketaj24 · 3 years

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Chris Evans: Kink Alphabet

Author’s Note: I wanted to post more during my vacation, but I was literally busy every day! I did, however, get this, and another work is done! I hope you like it! This tag list is short and it is open, hit the ask or below if you are interested; I tagged some forevers. If you would like to be added or removed, let me know! I found these gifs via Pinterest search!

Warnings: All Smut below the CUT.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

A – Anal

Yes. But it always happens spontaneously with Chris, and you still love it. You’d be snuggled up on the couch with him. His cock throbbing against the hem of your short shorts, and there would be no way you say no. Chris likes to take things slow when going through the backdoor, though. He’d know precisely how to work you up, starting with your clit all the way to the pillowed entrance of your throbbing pussy. It wouldn’t take too much to get you to say yes to it, and the pressure of him sinking into your ass would be enough to forget whatever you two were watching anyhow.

B – Bondage

Bondage for Chris would be the sporadic, occasional incidents, like being stuck on an elevator, and all he has is a tie – he’d definitely use the time to tie you up. He’d bend you over and use the secure knot to hold your hands while he guided you back to him.

C – Creampie

All for it likes to watch them drip from you—literally gets him ready to start right over again.

D – Deepthroating

You’re talented at this, so not taking advantage of your skills would be rude of him, and therefore he makes sure he does every chance he gets. He’d have his fingers laced in your hair as he guided you down the shaft of his cock, making sure you took in every inch until hit the back of your throat. When you gagged, it’d only make him harder, make him want to fuck your throat deeper. But he knows precisely when you’ve had enough, which when you’ve drunk every little ounce of his cum.

E – Exhibitionism

He wouldn’t be into other people watching him fuck you, but he would film the two of you just so you could watch later. Posted up in the bed watching the way he made you arch your back for him and call him daddy every time he fucked you good. Your face would be red, but it’d only end up in another fucking session, which is… grade A aight… let’s face it.

F – Fingering

Of fucking course, Chris is talented with his fingers, but he prefers to use his mouth. He’d use his fingers to get you warmed up, though, even allowing them to ride them while you’re stuck in traffic, biting your lip and trying not to cry out too loud. He knows how to fuck you right just by the curve of his fingers and the way he demands that you cum when he thrust into you.

G – Gags

Chris has some tricks up his sleeve, this isn’t one. He prefers you screaming his name, and the only time he really gagged you is when you two slipped away in his parents’ house and fucked in that closet.

H – Hair

He knows that you don’t like people in your hair, particularly when it’s freshly done, but it doesn’t stop him from gripping it when you two are in bed. Mr. Evans can’t seem to control himself when you ride him, bucking your hips on him as if he was a stallion. He’d try to control you, pulling you to him by your curls and then kissing you.

I – Intimacy

This is his specialty, but who’s surprised? Right… He’s down for some intimacy, and he knows just when to bring it out, making sure you feel worshipped like the goddess that you are; he’d kiss every curve of your body, idolizing you while he gave you deep strokes. The slower fuck, the better for him; he liked it when he could lay inside you and feel your warmth enveloped around his dick. All perks for him.

J – Jizz

He’d rather cum inside of you, either it’s your mouth or pussy, but if he can’t, he’d be a gentleman coming in ribbons on your stomach, gently wiping it off afterward.

K – Kneel

The only person kneeling is Chris, he can’t get enough of the taste of your pussy, and unlike most men, he doesn’t prefer you lying on your back. He wants you to ride his face. He’s even been known to catch at the door when you get home from work, lifting your skirt while you’re standing in the high heel and kneel… just so you can take a seat on and let him eat

L – Love

He’s professing every fucking day, but when he’s deep in your pussy, and he wants to get fucking deeper, he can’t stop saying it. “I fucking love you, shit, I love you.”

M - Multiple orgasms

They are always coming- pun intended. Chris would be embarrassed if he only made you cum once. His whole plan is to make sure that you are overly satisfied, and with that being said, he would make you cum however the fuck he could, leaving you well satiated whenever and however you wanted…. Like that time you went out of town for the weekend, and you didn’t leave the bed for three days. Your legs quaked, and your pussy throbbed so much you swore it was broken…

N - Nipple play

That’s all in the foreplay; sucking on them is his favorite; he takes it slowly, taking his teeth to the hardpoint of your nipple until you suck air through your teeth and rake your nails down his back. But he’s known to pay special attention to them; every part of you gets attention with him

O - Orgasm Denial

Mr. Chris “Baby Dady” Evans ain’t denying you an orgasm… next.

P – Panties

He has a bad habit of keeping them tucked in his pocket after you fuck, especially in public. No, he isn’t fond of people watching you, but you can bet he will slip them panties off--- like that time you were in the club… see the next

Q – Quickies

You two are down to fuck whenever and with that being said, Quickies are the way of life. A night out with your friends turns into you two fucking pressed against the club’s glass wall while people are below. Graced by the dim lights, you’d cum on his dick, nearly screaming his name and grateful that the heavy thud of the bass cloaked you moaning for him.

R – Roleplay

Chris is down for some roleplay, secretary boss—hell yes. And there are even times when he likes to be a doctor and him the patient he’s down to let you take the lead. As long as you both end up naked, he doesn’t even give a damn

S – Spanking

When he’s behind you, watching his cock slip into you, he likes to slap your ass. The bounce of it on and the mewl you make him wild. Not to mention when he spanks your ass, you get a little freakier.

T – Threesome

He doesn’t mind sharing you, would prefer it was a girl, but even then, he gets territorial… so it’s a soft yes that melds into a no

U - Underwear

Chris is wearing Boxers, snug to his body and but also readily able to slip out of just because he is ready at any time!

V – Vibrations

He’s down for adding a little vibrator to the mix—he doesn’t need it, though, and if you give it too much attention, he throwing it away quickly. Also, he tried that cock ring vibrator and was like done in three minutes—vowed never to use it again

W - Whispers (Quiet sex)

Quiet sex is hard for him because he will moan, growl, and talk all during sex. But he can do it- you know because he fucks you in public all the time… he got to have some control. The dressing room was the place he had to learn profound control; while you rode him and he watched in the mirror, he nearly lost his shit. Mumbling nasty things in your ear as you came and he took control, he barely kept it together.

X - XXX (The Kinkiest experience they’ve ever had)

The Kinkiest experience they ever had was when you two decided to try a threesome with one of your friends, and he watched as you got fucked.- wasn’t turned off but never wanted it to happen again

Y – Yes

He’s never going to tell you no, not unless you are literally a brat, and even then, he is okay with spoiling you in the bed fucking you until the only you can say is yes-daddy maybe the words aren’t even that clear.

Z - Zoo (call this the wild card and send any question you like! And I will try to get them as soon as I can! Thanks, yall!)

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