#the biggest one is on her back and wraps down her tail and arms

[battymommastuff]

Of Songbirds and Phoenix

al Ghul!Batmom x Gotham Knights (CONTAINS SPOILERS FROM GOTHAM KNIGHTS!)

Prompt: After the death of Bruce Wayne, his wife had vanished from the city, and only returns when she knows her children are in danger.

When Wayne Manor blew up and Bruce Wayne had been pronounced dead, one of the biggest questions was the outcome of his wife. Y/n Wayne was at the manor the night it blew up, but her body had never been recovered. The wonderful investigators at GCPD brushed it off under the excuse that your body had been completely blown up. A bullshit reason, but they were too lazy to do an in depth investigation. Your family however, worried that your body had been buried under the rubble in the now destroyed batcave. 

Fortunately for them...everyone was wrong. Days leading up to your husband's death, he sent you away to investigate his latest case. The Court of Owls. A conspiracy theory that he believed to be true, and so he sent you overseas to investigate some other claims of this infamous cult. The conspiracy only detailed members from Gotham's wealthiest families, but he wanted to be thorough. Your investigation led you to your twin sister, Talia al Ghul. You figured out her plan at the same time that your children had, and you didn't hesitate on making your way back to Gotham. 

Talia's plan to take over Gotham had been foiled, all while you watched from a distance. It was Bruce's wish. He wanted his family to be able to take care of Gotham should he perish, and wanted them to have the chance to thrive. You granted that wish by watching your children from the shadows. They were trained well because several times they turned in your direction or almost caught you. 

Tonight, Bruce's wish wouldn't be met. You'd been stalking Robin since he left the Belfry. He was on a routine patrol. Take down the bad guys and protect the city. What he didn't notice were the several League of Shadow members tailing him. You noticed right away. They were using the same methods you were. Talia's doing no doubt. She wanted revenge, and would ambush your youngest son to get it. 

Robin had just finished the takedown of some Freaks when several puffs of smoke appeared all around him. He wasn't a stranger to an ambush from the league, but this was more than he was used to. Luckily he wasn't alone. Using his bo staff and sling shot, he quickly darted around taking down members of the League. However, it seemed that the more they took the...the more that appeared. 

"Get down, little bird!" A voice called out. Robin ducked down without hesitation and heard the sound of metal flying through the air then a scream of pain. Looking up, a shuriken was embedded in the chest of a league member. A female dropped down in front of Robin, wielding two beautiful katana's in her hands, "Talia?" He asked, in confusion. The figure turned towards him and he paled, "M-Mom?" 

"What the hell did you just say?" The voice of Red Hood spoke through the comms. Robin couldn't answer, all he could do was watch as you skillfully took down the League of Shadows members. When the last member went down, you sheathed your blades and made your way over to Robin, "Little bird? Are you injured?" You asked while kneeling down in front of him. His mask didn't have the white lenses so you saw how watery his eyes were, "M-Mom?" He whispered in disbelief. He'd been mouring you as well as Bruce for weeks now. Knowing that he wouldn't relax until you proved that he wasn't dreaming, you wrapped your arms around him. Robin collapsed against your chest with loud sobs escaping his chest. That was the confirmation that the rest of the team needed. You were alive. 

After calming down enough to drive, Robin drove you both back to the Belfry on the bike. He held your hand in a death grip from the moment you stepped off of the bike. Tim had been so torn up about losing his parental figures that he wasn't planning on letting you go anytime soon. The doors opened, and you hesitantly stepped in. There you saw what remained of your family. 

Dick looked like he wanted to cry and pass out at the same time

Alfred was holding back his tears behind a relieved smile

Barbara had a few tears slipping from her eyes, but kept trying to wipe them away. 

Jason was staring holes into the ground. He couldn't bring himself to look at you. 

Dick was the first one to walk towards you, "You're really here?" He asked so softly, you almost didn't hear him. He gently touched your face, hair and shoulders. If anyone had been mouring you harder than Tim, it was Dick. You'd raised him since he was eight years old. He dug through piles of rubble with his bare hands looking for you, and here you were. Completely unharmed. 

"I'm here, my songbird." Dick wrapped his arms around you, nearly crushing you against his chest. Tim let go of your hand to give you this moment with your oldest son. Dick was the leader of this team. Batman's chosen successor. The one who was supposed to be the strongest, and yet he fell apart once he hugged his mother. He didn't have to be the strongest with her. He could be that eight year old boy again. The one that ran to her whenever he had a nightmare. The one who would gush over him and mend all of his wounds from his time as Robin, "How are you here? We thought you died?" He asked, pulling away from you. 

"Bruce sent me away to investigate the Court. They originate here in Gotham, but he heard rumors of other sightings in the middle east as well as the UK. He wanted this to be as covert as possible. That's why he told Tim I left for a business trip for Wayne Enterprises. If the world thought I was dead, then I could continue my investigation from the shadows." You were an al Ghul by blood. You were raised as a killer and taught to use the shadows to your advantage. Before his death, Bruce made you swear to never take another life while with him. Now that he was gone...you had no one to keep the vow to. 

Alfred and Barbara joined Dick with several tear filled hugs and questions. Tim was glued to your side, only leaving to change out of his suit, "Why did you come back?" You turned away from Barbara to look over at Jason. His jaw was clenched, and his arms crossed over his chest, "You didn't bother to reach out after Bruce's death, so why bother now?" Everyone, but you had glares on their faces. 

"My phoenix, I wanted to reach out. The moment I heard of Bruce's death, I wanted nothing more than to be right here with you all. I stayed away as a promise to Bruce. I'm glad I did. You all did so much more than what I could have. I'm so proud of you all. Especially you, Jason." 

Watching this big brute of a man melt at the words from a woman much smaller than him was a funny sight. Jason visibly relaxed and you wrapped him up in a warm hug. He hugged you back tightly, and let out a shaky breath. 

"I missed you, Mom. So much."

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!!!Author's Note!!

Sorry for going MIA for so long. I have been very busy, but I am hopefully going to be back in action soon. I've been working on a new series for this blog that I'm excited to present to you all! Enjoy this little imagine, and I hope to see you all very soon! <3 ~ Batty

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[shoddynomenclature]

Bg3 Ladies React to Old Scars

Featuring: Shadowheart, Karlach, Minthara, and Jaheira

Something finally made it out of the bottomless pit that is my drafts! This was requested a couple times by several people so thank you to all who suggested it!

Shadowheart

She lies in bed next to you, absently tracing your bare back.

She always traces your scars. She’s tells you they are like constellations, worthy of as much worship as the night sky itself.

Tonight, though, she pays special attention to your biggest one, running vertically down your lower back, disappearing only under the seam of your underwear.

This is her tell tale sign she wants the story. She won’t ask or push you to tell, but this is simply her way of telling you she’s ready to hear it, if you’re willing to share.

“That one is…” you trail off and her tracing stills, “a lot. Not that I’m not willing to share, I just need you to know what you’re asking for.”

She places both her hands gently on your shoulders and kisses the top of your spine. You turn to face her and she takes your face in her hands.

“There is no part of your darkness I’m not willing to explore, love,” she whispers. She takes your hand in hers and softly kisses the knuckles.

You take a deep breath, nod, and tell your story. She does not let go of your hand. She doesn’t flinch when you find even the most gruesome details slipping from your tongue.

You hadn’t planned to go as deep as you did. But something about the peace you found in her green eyes compelled you. It was as if they were saying “you can let go now, you are safe.”

So you did. You let yourself fall. And now, lying in bed next to your lover, you were caught.

When you were done, you found yourself unexpectedly gasping for air, not so dissimilar to after climbing a steep hill with too much equipment on your back.

“It’s okay, I’ve got you,” she cooed, pulling you against her chest. You find yourself able to match her breathing.

“Thank you for sharing, I know it was not easy,” she kisses your head.

You shake your head into her chest. “I found it was not so hard with you. It doesn’t feel so heavy anymore. Perhaps it’s a burden shared and all that.”

She chuckles a little. “Sometimes you’re terribly cliché, darling. But, I cannot say I disagree. I was taught to find comfort in all recesses of darkness and absence, but, despite my best efforts, I was never able to find comfort in isolation.”

“And what a miracle we’ve found,” you move back to look into her eyes and smile. “A radiant love to pierce the shared darkness.”

Shadowheart smiles and presses her forehead against yours. “I love you. I’ve even grown to love the way you weave your poetic little metaphors.”

“I love you too,” you chuckle and kiss her nose. “And you’ve always loved my over complicated metaphors.”

Karlach

Karlach sat on the bed behind you, who sat cross legged at the foot, reading.

She took the time to examine your largely bare back, as your current outfit left little to the imagination.

Your body, just like hers was painted with scars. You were both mosaics of your past who had no choice to hide the traumas you endured.

She frowns and you feel a tail coil tight around your waist, pulling you back to sit against her. You look over your shoulder to see her, and then scoot yourself in between her legs and rest your back against her chest.

She wraps her big arms around you and rests her head on your shoulder. You hook your arm around her neck and place your hand in her hair.

“Is something wrong, love?” you whisper, kissing the space right next to her long ear.

“Sometimes, I wish things were simpler,” she sighs. “I mean I love smashing the baddies as much as the next guy, but… I wish getting sucked up by the squidies and forced to carry tadpoles wasn’t the best thing to ever happen to us.”

You nod, rubbing your face against hers. “We were born to be fighters, but I wish we hadn’t been forced to be soldiers.”

“It’s like, I love my little nub right? My dad always said it made me look strong. But,” she touches her own chest, “did she have to put her name on my chest?”

“And you, and your…” she traces the branding scar on your collar bone. You catch her hand in yours and press it gently against your lips.

You turn to face her, the pain in her eyes makes your chest tighten. “These bodies,” you gesture between the two of you, “these are ours. Forever. They can’t take that away from us.”

Her hand lands back on your scar. You press your forehead against hers. “And they,” you trace your own scar with her finger. “They can’t take me away from you.”

She pulls you in for a tight hug. You’re almost smothered in her chest.

You knew that even the idea that there was something she couldn’t protect you from was nauseating to her. The idea that she wouldn’t always be there to protect was even worse.

“It’s not fair,” she half cries into your hair. “Why can’t this life be ours forever?”

You take her face in her hands. Sometimes, Karlach beautiful optimism had its limits. It seemed she hit one today.

“It’s not over yet,” you remind her. “We still have choices. We just gotta save the entire world first.”

She smiles weakly. “Save the world. Save each other. Then we can have our little future together.”

You nod. “And we’re gonna adopt the meanest fucking goat Faerûn has ever seen.”

Minthara

One evening, just outside of Baldur’s gate, you and Minthara decided to take advantage of one of the several nooks and crannies Wyrm’s lookout had to offer.

She sat on the elevated edge of one of the abandoned watchtowers, the one you had climbed to after leaving the shadowlands.

You knelt at her feet, looking up at your beautiful goddess of a lover, smiling, naked in the evening glow.

She looks down at you and idly traces a scar that dances across your chest before taking your hand and holding it up to her own chest.

“We match. Feel,” she leads your finger to a short raised scar towards the top of her breast. It is shorter than yours, but likely just as traumatic.

“Such placement, yes? Just above the source of our lives,” she says. “Scars such as these are rarely from battle, as the armor is heavy around the chest.”

She stares wistfully off into the distance, holding your hand over her beating heart. You’re awestruck by her trust in you. To take a place that was once betrayed and allow you to hold it in your hand.

“Would you like to see? Where it came from?” She asks. You nod, and then you feel the familiar tadpole urging you into her mind. You enter.

She shows you everything: her mother, the betrayal, the hurt. It’s almost enough to bring you to tears.

When the vision fades, you see her eyes already fixed on your own. Her hands presses over your heart. She senses the hesitation in your eyes even before you feel it.

“It is okay,” she says. “If you don’t want to go back there I will not push you to do so.”

After a moment, your hand closes around the one she’s placed on your chest. “I can do it. As long as you are with me.”

You close your eyes, allowing her into your mind. You flinch and grit your teeth as you recall the horrors that gave you your scar.

It’s odd, as if the your pasts, like your scars, mirror each other in some way. Two who have been betrayed find trust in one another.

“I do not believe in destiny,” she says plainly. “I do not think things are, ‘mean to be’, as they say. I do not think I have found and loved you in every life.” She takes your face into her hands. “But I am grateful that I have you in this one.”

Jaheira

To Jaheira, scars are simply props to tell kickass hero stories. She takes pride in nearly every one she’s earned.

And she is an excellent storyteller. So everyone is always excited and intrigued to hear them.

You’ve found a lot of confidence and freedom in this mindset: a scar as a prize rather than an imperfection.

However, not all of your scars have the story of hero behind them.

And that just happens to be the case for the long scar that runs across your shoulders, from one to the other.

“What is this one’s story?” She asks while doing your hair one afternoon. “It is from very long ago, yes?”

You nod, carefully not to disturb her hair fixing process. “How can you tell?”

“It has grown up with you,” she answers, though you still don’t know exactly what she means. She goes into more detail. “The scar was not originally this big because you were not this big when you received it.”

“I suppose I was not,” you respond. You nervously play with your fingers. “That one doesn’t have any heroic stories though. You rarely get a hero’s scar on your back.”

She pauses dealing with your hair and bends down to kiss your back. “You were a child. You should not have had to be a hero.”

Your eyes prick with tears. The story had only ever filled you with shame, yet you felt compelled to tell Jaheira anyway.

She continued to silently work on your hair, listening as you spoke.

She finished your hair before you were finished, and move to sit in front of you while you spoke. You hid your face away as you completed your story.

When you were finished, she took your chin in her hands. “Sometimes surviving is the most heroic thing one can do.”

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[princessbrunette]

Okay so I know we usually talk about how the reader doesn’t like rafe fighting and how she’s usually scared when he loses his temper like that buuuuuuuuuuuut what if one time the complete opposite happens. Rafe and her are out at some party and some guy can’t keep his eyes of her, constantly trying to get close to her to the point that she even notices and gets uncomfy. He was already on Rafe’s radar but as soon as he picks up on the fact that his princess is uncomfortable he just sees red and basically jumps this guy in the middle of the party. Rafe knows how you get when he fights and he’s expecting to have make it up to you in more ways than one but when you get home and he’s still bloody and dishevelled you basically pounce on him as soon as you’re through the door, completely throwing him off guard. And you’re just kissing him and moaning about how much you like watching him protect you and he’s just got the biggest smirk like “yeah baby, you like watching daddy do that?” and you just grab his hand and bring it under your skirt, letting him feel how wet your panties are, just looking up at him with big doe eyes. He’d be trying not to bust then and there🥰💕💖💘

my tail started wagging

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just rafe approaching the guy, confidently spinning his smaller body around by his shoulders and patting his chest. “y’talking to my girl?” he squints, malicious smile playing at his mouth.

the boy smirks, knowing he’s been caught but trying to play it off anyway. rafes already made up his mind. “nah bro, s’not like th—”

his words at cut off by the beer bottle in the cameron’s hand colliding with the guys head, smashing into pieces as he falls. gasps fill the room as rafe ever so nonchalantly scratches his chin, climbing over the boys body to hover over him, clutching his shirt as he splutters. “oh so you’re gonna lie to my face, okay—” he pummels his fist into the boys jaw.

“no i—”

“i really don’t care what you have to say.” he gets in another punch before topper and kelce haul your boyfriend up by the arms, pulling him back. rafe shoves them off, dusting his hands down his jacket. “i’m good! i’m good.” he breathes, shaking himself off, blood splattered on his cheek, looking round at everyone’s shocked gaze. “shows over, alright?” he swivels his head, looking for you before he spots you by the door, twiddling with your hair unsurely, big wide doe eyes fixed on him.

shit, he was in for some grovelling.

“hey lets uh— let’s get out of here okay? let’s go.” he makes an effort to be extra gentle as he guides you by the lower back out and away from the party. he waits for the tears on the drive home, but they don’t come. infact, he’s avoiding your gaze in the car— white knuckles gripping the steering wheel, staring straight ahead. he feels you looking at him, and he’s trying not to imagine the look of fear or disgust.

“y-you know i did what i had to do— if you don’t show these guys who’s in charge they just — they think you’re a bitch— think they can just come and take what they want n’i’m not gonna let them do th—”

“rafe it’s okay.” your voice is soft as velvet, cutting him off completely. something must be up, you must be mad or something. he stays silent in thought for the rest of the drive.

he steps through the front door to your empty house, closing the door softly and he looks a little lost, like he doesn’t know what to do with himself. luckily, you make a move, wrapping your arm around his neck bringing him in for a kiss.

he doesn’t expect it, and certainly doesn’t expect the way your tongue languidly rolls over his, a quiet moan falling into his mouth. “need you…” you whisper against his mouth and he pulls back, his hands hovering either side of you.

“woah woah— w-wait a minute. what’s going on?” he breathes and you blink up at him, doe eyed and guilty.

“love when you protect me, daddy…” you mewl, shyly and slightly ashamed. his eyes are still wide and bordering on horrified.

“uh— since when?”

“since now…” you gently take his wrist, guiding his hand up your skirt, your own fingers on your free hand peeling your panties aside to push his through your soaked folds. your lashes flutter at his touch, lips parted.

“me beating that guys ass really did it for you, huh?” he drawls, finally catching on as he stares down his nose at you.

“mhm!”

he spins the two of you around so that he’s pressing you to the door, rubbing his fingers through your mess. “s’kinda filthy, don’t you think baby? i mean i was just doin’ my job as your boyfriend…n’you’re here gettin’ off on that shit?”

“i know.” your voice comes out a whisper, shaking and embarrassed. he pecks at your jaw, nearly your mouth but not giving you what you want.

“yeah… just need daddy to protect you, that right? so fucking weak.”

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#anon #rafe cameron prompt

[blue-sadie]

Spoiled Brat

Neteyam x Na'vi Reader

Summary: being the center of attention and the biggest spoiled brat neteyam decides to tame

Warning: tail play, spanking, hair pulling, name calling, aged up characters

Yn/3rd person pov

It was pretty obvious how you had everyone in the village wrapped around your finger just by batting your eye lashes you'd have anyone on their knees just by winking at the men you had their hearts.

But their was only one that wasn't fooled by your petty looks and he isn't bothered well you hang on him or your pitiful whining.

"Neteyam" I whined clinging to his arm as he treaded through the forest "no" he muttered shrugging me off of him I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

I huffed before leaving him to get attention from one of the other hunters "hi ryker" I winked sitting infront of him as he was sharpening his arrows.

"Oh hey yn" he smirked laying his stuff down putting all his attention on me "how are ya" he asked putting his hand on my thigh.

I watched from the corner of my eye as neteyams body tensed as ryker leaned into me "wanna go somewhere private" I whispered into his ear lightly nibbling on his earlobe.

"Hell yeah" he growled standing up and pulling me with him but neteyam stood in our way "the hell you going anywhere with her" he huffed pushing ryker away from me.

"Let's go" he hissed pulling me away from ryker and pulled me to the village I bit my lip looking up at him his jaw was clenched and his muscles flexed.

"I've been looking for you" kiri grumbled walking towards us "not now kiri" neteyam growled but she didn't even acknowledge him and pulled me from his hold.

"I finished your outfit for tonight now come on" she said pulling me towards her family hut I looked over my shoulder giggled as neteyam clenched his fists while glaring at me.

"Here it is" she squealed and my jaw dropped "these are just the accessories"

"And this is what your wearing under it"

(You choose)

"Oh wow" I marveled as the crystals gleamed in the light "thank you" I squealed hugging her tightly "well it's not every night you get to choose your mate".

"I'm gonna go try it on" I smiled running into my hut which was next to their because our family's were close friends.

As soon as I got to my room I quickly changed and excited for the outcome "how do I look" I smiled walking out my room.

Kiri and my mom clapped as I twirled "tonight is gonna be amazing" I sung "you look beautiful my dear" my mom smiled as she pushed a strand of hair behind my ear "any man is lucky to have you".

-At The Party-

"Aww thank you arki" I smiled excepting his hand as he lead me through the crowd "you look amazing as always" he beamed back at me as he took me to a small sitting area.

"I was wonde-" "bet it loser" ryker pushed arki out of the way I looked at arki with a sorrowful look "sorry" I mouthed and he just nodded before leaving.

"So we got interrupted early" he said giving me a creepy look "yeah we did" I murmured looking around for neteyam.

"You look beautiful tonight" he growled leaning closer to me I shivered and my breath started to become uneven "have you chosen a mate yet" he said toying with the crystals on my thigh.

"Yes" I said bluntly "who is better then me" ryker seethed taking his hand off my thigh and standing gaining a few peoples attention.

"I'm the best hunter and the best looking" he yelled flexing his muscles before pointing at each man and insulting them personally before moving on to the next.

"And don't get me started with neteyam" ryker laughed dryly as he pointed at neteyam who glared daggers at ryker.

"Who thinks because his dad won the war he can do whatever he wants" ryker shouted walking up to neteyam and pushing his chest.

"Back off" neteyam growled "or what is little neteyam gonna cry to dadd-" ryker was interrupted by neteyam punching him square in the face knocking him to the ground.

"Fuck you" ryker screeched going for neteyams legs causing neteyam to fall and they took turns being on top and punching the other.

"they fight like pussys" kiri muttered standing next to me I only nodded and watched smiling as jake came pulling them apart "clean up duty for 5 months and no flying for 2" he muttered smacking both the boys on the head ryker came towards me but i quickly followed neteyam as he left the party.

"Hey nete" I murmured grabbing his arm but he quickly pushed me off "leave me alone" he growled walking off into the forest "you I'm just trying to help" I yelled causing him to stop.

"Help, help me all you ever do is cause shit for me" he yelled coming towards me "all you even do is cause shit" he pulled at his hair as he came a few inches away from me.

I felt small under his hateful gaze but also kinda excited as I felt myself become damp I quickly closed my eyes and decided to do something reckless and kiss him.

Our lips molded together and I braced for a slap or an insult but it didn't come instead I felt his hand wrap around my body bringing me closer to his He used his tongue to push into my mouth to cause me to moan and try pull away but he held fast and slowly pushed me into a tree "nete" I whined against.

He growled out pulling away before turning me over so my chest was against the tree "you know how long I've wanted to do that" he muttered into my neck as he bit and sucked on the exposed skin I leaned my head back against his shoulder but squealed out as I felt him smack my ass "neteyam" I murmured but he pushed me against the tree.

"This is your punishment for being a spoiled brat" he muttered standing to the side for me "now count for me pretty girl" I gasped as he spanked me again "count" he said firmly "o-one" he spanked me again "two".

"Ten" I cried out that I was finally done "now was that so hard" he smirked wiping the fallen tear of my cheek.

He carefully brought me into his arms before picking me up bridal style "w-where are we g-going" I hiccuped gazing at his face which still kinda was batted and bruised.

"A place where I go to cool off, I need to fix up my face and put ointment on your ass, I wouldn't want to leave such bad bruisingon you".

It was silent the rest of the walk but I cuddled into his chest and felt his heart beating it was carm "I'm sorry about tonight" I murmured making him glance at me "you did nothing ryker should learn his place" he huffed as he wondered into the roots of a big tree "here we are" he said and softly placed me down on my feet.

It was actually quite spacious and had a few things laying around, some chests and a comfy looking hammock.

"So this is were you hide from me" I teased watching him as he opened the chest grabbing a few things he smirked back at me "whatever you say brat" I rolled my eyes at the nickname "now come here" he chuckled and bit his lip as I walked over.

"I gotta say my sister knows how to make the best clothes" he smiled walking behind me "this might be cold ok" he murmured his hand slipped under my skirt and touched my skin and he was right the oil was icey I let out a soft moan as he started to massage the oil into my skin.

He chuckled "save some for later" he growled playfully and gave my ass a slight tap as he pulled away "I might need your help with some of thses" he said walking back over to the oils and wiping his hand off on a towel.

"Where did you get all the oils and stuff" I asked walking over to him and leaning over his shoulder to look at them "kiri she's tought me some of her training" he said looking through the ointments "these are the ones I need help with" he handed me a few bottles and a cloth to help apply them.

"Come sit over here" I murmured walking over to a nice spot so he can sit he walked and sat and stared up at me as I wet the cloth "this might sting a little" I whispered and started lightly dapping the wound on his cheek he hissed at first but eased into it "were you gonna mate with ryked" he asked staring into my eyes.

I shook my head immediately "no fucking ways he's an ass" I muttered moving onto the next cut "so who were you gonna choose" he asked pushing my hand away from his face I looked at him dumbfounded "no I just kissed you for nothing" I said rolling my eyes.

He smirked standing up and putting his hands on my hip before laying his lips on mine, my arms settled on around his neck as his hands moved to my ass "jump" he murmured against my lips I did and wrapped my legs around his waist.

His lips moved to my neck as he took to the hammock and layed down with him beneath me he pulled away "I knew you'd look fucking amazing on top" he grinned making me stick out my tongue and his hands immediately went to undo my clothes "someone's in a rush" I giggled and undid his loincloth cloth.

I gaped at his size "wow" I murmured and watched as he ran it up and down my slight "I want you to sit on it" he growled out putting his hands behind his head watching with lustful eyes, I let out a shakey breathe as I sunk onto his thick cock moans and whimpers leaving my mouth as I began to move.

"Fuck" I moaned putting my hands on his chest to steady myself, I gasped feeling his tail wrap around my neck slightly choking me he chuckled at my struggled moans and gazed up at me with half lidded eyes "ride me bitch" he muttered smacking my thigh I whimpered out as I started to bounce on him "fuck sake" he groaned.

His tail tightened around my neck making my eyes roll "nete" I cried as I started nearing my climax "fuck your clenching around me" he groaned thrusting up into me "fuck gonna cum" I moaned arching my back "cum with me" he yelled out.

My body shook with pleasure as i cam and my eyes flattered as I felt neteyam fill me up his hot cum "neteyam" I murmured breathing heavily as I layed down onto his chest.

"That's my good spoiled brat"

#avatar #avatar pandora #avatar x reader #avatar way of water #avatar x reader smut #avatar smut #neteyam #neteyam smut #neteyam x reader #neteyam x reader smut #neteyam x na'vi reader #neteyam x na'vi reader smut

[bloodweep]

Gods I fucking love Clay too, he’s so awkward, he made me cringe so hard, this motherfucker (extremely affectionate)

I headcanons the trolls to be actual human heights and everyone else giants respectively.

With that being said I headcanon Clay being the tallest and resting at 6’2

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⇢ ˗ˏˋ First time meeting ࿐ྂ

‗ ❍ Meeting Clay wouldn’t be any different than meeting someone else - he’s kind, respectful, introduces himself and is overall polite

‗ ❍ he doesn’t really open up all that much but he clearly approves of you right off the bat

‗ ❍ definitely a hugger, right after introducing himself he will drag you into a hug - this is mainly influenced by Poppy and her aggressive nature to hug someone when she’s overwhelmed, it kind of just stuck

‗ ❍ most definitely the best hugger too, fully into it, one hand cradling the back of your head, the other hand wrapped around your waist to hold you flush to him, his head resting on the top of yours, his cute ears wiggling softly; his tail wagging

‗ ❍ his tail rests at his heels, not exactly dragging on the floor like JD’s or Bruce, but it’s nearly there

‗ ❍ he’s very polite with it too, making sure it never brushes against you or getting in your way when it’s moving

‗ ❍ gosh he has this stupid biggest smile when he sees you again, but it’s closed lipped

‗ ❍ he’s self conscious about his fangs, particularly because the fellow trolls he was with were terrified of the sharp and jagged teeth of the Bergens and it stuck with him to keep them covered

‗ ❍ ugh he slouches to reach your height too, his ears perked forwards to catch all of yours no matter what they are

‗ ❍ enjoys the fact you listen to the books he is currently reading - totally is ecstatic to know you’ll join his sad book club and cry and hug with him

‗ ❍ he most certainly gives you the most awestruck look every time he sees you; he appreciates the fact you aren’t forcing him to be fun, or try to relive his past

‗ ❍ he may be closer to his brothers now, not fully at least, but he still struggles from the image of being “the fun one” and he doesn’t want people to still see him just as the fun one

‗ ❍ gets really excited to show you how to dance like him - this will be in private though, he wants to solely be focused on you and what he’s showing you without others watching - he’s sell struggling you know?

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Him Crushing on you ࿐ྂ

‗ ❍ definitely a meet cute situation from the start

‗ ❍ in my personal opinion he would recognize his feelings for you rather quickly, not being oblivious like the stereotypical smart kid not realizing his feelings

‗ ❍ he would be so soft to you, lifting his hand in a little wave each time his eyes landed on you, dragging you into a hug

‗ ❍ he would still cover his fangs though, his claws always filed down to appear the less threatening as he could, he understood his height alone can be a major contributor to the apex predator look he must give off - big dumbie

‗ ❍ his hugs would start to feel a bit more personal, both his arms wrapping around your waist, tugging you in as he buried his nose into you air

‗ ❍ he was such an incredible sense of smell, he would inhale your scent for however long you allowed the hug to last

‗ ❍ that damn tail wagging hard behind him

‗ ❍ he would be subtle about his feelings for you at first, allowing his tail to brush against you whenever you were close, your leg, thigh, hand

‗ ❍ gosh he would even allow you to brush the tuff of fur at the end, his eyes closing as he enjoyed your delicate fingers in his fur

‗ ❍ i dont think he could ever show his anger to you, not in any sense his brothers have seen, eventually he would get fed up and tell you about him liking you since his subtle advances didnt do it

‗ ❍ when you guys do get together, he would pull you into a tight hug, a big smile on his face before lifting your hand and pressing a kiss to the palm of your hand - here he would press his fangs into your skin there, letting you get a hint of them before respectfully covering them back up with another tender kiss

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Getting together with him ࿐ྂ

‗ ❍ the first date with him would be a quiet one, sharing a dinner at his personal Pod

‗ ❍ i know his food is so fucking good and presented so nicely

‗ ❍ after dinner he would just love to sit on the couch with you, talking about whatever and everything, each thing you mention he will remember

‗ ❍ he would walk you back to your pod, kissing your knuckles goodnight his hand holding yours the other gripping your wrist ever so softly, keeping you there for a bit- this is way to sniff your scent, grounding himself

‗ ❍ in an almost teasing way he would present his fangs to your knuckles gently, sighing in near peace to feel some pressure being relied as your skin pressed into his fangs

‗ ❍ he then would bid you a goodnight

‗ ❍ it would take him about 5 more dates before he gently cupped your cheeks and kissing you, mindful to never go beyond a peck, his fangs never ever present during this time

‗ ❍ UGH he would slow dance with you at any given time he could, singing softly to you while your head rested against his chest, he would be the fucking sweetest

‗ ❍ always bringing you sweets, flowers and little gifts when you meet up, he just loved watching you light up from the gifts

‗ ❍ gosh when you first sleep over together would be magical - singing, dancing, movies, food, everything - he wouldnt share his bed just yet, but he would make the biggest pillow fort in the living room and cuddle all night

‗ ❍ hes so attentive about you, making sure to know everything, making sure to never bring up the things you dislike, making sure any foods you dont like - even if he liked it- was out of his pantry

‗ ❍ he wouldnt try to kiss you during the sleep overs though, didnt want to ruin the fun you were having - these sleepovers usually tend to last longer than one night but never pass four.

‗ ❍ at the end of sleepover he would bring you to your pod, holding all your stuff and gently putting them down on the couch when instructed.

‗ ❍ when you would walk him out he would pause, unsure what to do before grabbing your face and dragging you in

‗ ❍ this kiss would be the most aggressive hes ever given you, having you pressed against your door, caging you in his fangs pressing into your lip, he need to feel it

‗ ❍ this would end up with both of you gripping each other, panting and kissing, his hands would be firm around your hips, making sure you couldnt pull away

‗ ❍ he only would stop once you touched his fangs with your tongue, pulling back and panting, pressing soft kissing into your cheeks and forehead, before bidding you a goodnight with one last soft kiss on the lips before walking off

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Random things ࿐ྂ

‗ ❍ will definitely read any book you bring up, always showing any interest he could about your interests - though he would definitely rather read sad books

‗ ❍ obsessed with kiwi

‗ ❍ his favorite book is I Deserve a Better Goodbye !! hes so into his feelings

‗ ❍ will probably never be comfortable with his claws and fangs due to the trauma he endured during the run and the put put trolls being terrified that it resembled the Bergens

‗ ❍ has so many plants in his home, even grows your favorite plants and flowers so he can gift them to you

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I’ll get to the nsfw headcanons soon! I haven’t thought about them so I’m kind of lost what to do

I JUST LOVE THIS LANKY MAN

#clay #trolls clay #trolls 3 #trolls band together #trolls Clay x reader #clay trolls x reader #headcanons #meet cute #brozone #trolls

[loupy-mongoose]

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(Banished to the long dimension lol)

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The two felines teleported into the mountains northeast of Lavender Town.

Akoya looked around for a moment, before pointing happily. Ah! There! Smiling, Lav followed her mother as she floated over to a crevasse in the cliff wall.

She was startled to find the entry blocked by a green bubble.

As soon as she noticed it, however, it burst.

Sisiiiiiii!!!!

Suddenly she was charged by a tiny, peach-colored pompom.

In her astonishment, Lav did a backwards flip in the air, propelled by the unexpected force. Hahaha ha ha ha ha! Momo! Hey, Lil Sis! She ruffled the little Mew's head, sending them both into a giggling fit.

Sisiii!

Lav looked toward to cave entrance to see Midas crouched there, staying away from the edge but watching her longingly. Persim hovered protectively close, watching his little nephew carefully. Akoya approached the two and scooped Midas up. Lav felt a pang as she realized how big he had gotten. It's a good thing Momo can fly now.

The small collection of Mews gathered into the cave, which was barely big enough to fit their biggest member comfortably.

Before he could say anything, Lav managed to snatch her uncle up in a hug.

Hhgh!?

Sorry, Uncle Perzi. I know you're not really into hugs. But I'm so happy to see you!

I-It's fine! Just this once, for you, Lavvy. His voice was strained as he fought the urge to teleport away.

Soon Lav released him, and noticed Midas looking up at her with big, pleading eyes.

Instead of hugging him, she crouched down and wrapped her tail and arms around him. Hi, Midas. It's good to see you, too!

The little Mew gave her a lick on the cheek, startling Lav and melting her heart. She pulled him into a gentle squeeze, being careful to not overwhelm him.

Beside her, little Rosemary poked her face out of her daddy's pelt. Mee?

Hello, Rosie~! Lav carefully held her finger toward her. The little red Mew dabbed it with her nose before disappearing back into her orange shelter.

Persim flicked his fluff-tipped tail, a concerned frown on his face. Where's Randy?

Akoya settled into a crouch, tucking her arms under he chest. He went for a walk with our unexpected host. Something came up, and he's... having a rough time right now.

Oh...

We thought we'd come check in while he's gone.

We're doing alright. Aren't we, Kiddos?

Momo and Midas stared blankly at him.

...Okay, so the kits have been a bit bored.

Akoya looked at her two Mew children. Midas was contently loafing beside Lav's face, while Momo was pawing a pebble around on the floor.

Her ear flicked thoughtfully. Hmmmm....

What's up, Mom?

Akoya turned to Lav. Maybe we could bring them to Fuji's place?

Persim tilted his head. Fuji? Is that that "host" you mentioned? Is... is it a human?

Lav sat up, earning a protesting Mah! from her brother.

Yes. She ignored Persim's horrified glare. He feels like a good man to me, and we already showed him that we're Mews. So that's one hurdle out of the way.

He takes care of hurt and mistreated Pokemon. So I'm sure he'd have the twins' best interests at heart. He'd love them!

Seeing Perzi's still uncertain face, Akoya went on. I'll talk to Randy about it first, of course. If he doesn't think that's what's best, I'll listen. But I think they'll be safer there than here.

You don't have to come with us, if we do. But I trust Mr. Fuji. I trust we'll all be safe there.

Persim still looked uncertain, but didn't argue. Well, you've met him, and both seem to agree. So who am I to say otherwise? Just... be careful.

We will.

The Mews settled around the cave, just chilling and chatting, or attempting to curb Momo's excitement.

As Lav waggled her finger for the little puffball to to follow and catch, Akoya turned to her.

Lav, has Nico mentioned Mo to you?

Lav thought for a moment, caught off guard by the question. She jolted when Momo bit into her finger. Ouch, gentle mouth, Momo.

Sowwy, Sisi.

Lav smiled and gave Momo an accepting head ruffle before turning to her mom. No, he hasn't. He didn't get to know Mo. He's told me that he remembers seeing his parent Mew float away, and that's all he knows.

Ah. Okay.

Lav didn't say the continuation of her thought; that Nico seemed to feel his parent--Mo-- abandoned him.

She drifted into her own thoughts as Akoya and Persim engaged in their own conversation. Thinking about how her dad was doing. Thinking about how she should go about approaching him.

Thinking about how she should approach Nico.

Lavender?

Lav hopped onto her hands and feet, her eyes wide and pelt standing on end. She scanned the cave wildly.

Lav? You okay, Hon?

The pale Mewtwo shook herself, attempting to flatten her telltale fur. I-I'm fine. Just one of those... falling asleep nightmares, y'know? She turned toward the cave entrance. I'm gonna go get some air.

Lav ignored the doubtful look on her mom's face as she walked out. Once certain that she wasn't followed, she sat down and took a few stabilizing breaths.

When she was calmed down, she carefully reached out, keeping out of her family's mindfields.

Nico?

His response was immediate. Lavender!

Lav smiled. Nico! Jeez, you scared me! It sounded like you were right next to me!

Sorry!

...

You made it to Kanto, didn't you?

Lav struggled to not react to the statement, afraid that one of the Mews would notice.

How did you know?

...

Our connection is stronger...

Lav felt a strange thrill rush through her body.

So you must be closer to me.

Y... You're in Kanto?

Yes...

Lavender took a moment to control her feelings, and the energy they might be giving out.

...We could meet...

We could actually meet. In person.

If...

If my family would be okay with it...

Are they with you?

Yeah... They caught up really quickly... Impressively so, really.

Good.

Lav flicked an ear in annoyance. "Good"?

I'm glad they followed you. I told you from the beginning that coming on your own was risky.

Lav sighed quietly. Yeah, you did. Despite her best efforts, her ears fell back in guilt. And it ended up being for nothing anyway.

What do you mean?

I came alone to keep my family from getting hurt, but my dad's still the one suffering from this...

She stopped to consider how much she should tell him.

I... I don't want to tell you too much right now, okay? I already feel like I betrayed my dad's trust, and I don't want to do it any more. I want to talk some stuff out with him first.

I understand.

You're a sweet girl, Lav. Considering your family's needs.

Be patient, okay? I'm sure we'll meet someday, but I would rather have it be on good terms. With everyone involved.

Lavender smiled. ...Yeah... I agree...

We'll talk later, Nico. I hope we can meet soon...

I hope so too, Lav. Talk to you later.

Akoya floated over to her Mewtwo daughter in the cave entrance. She purred to make herself known, causing Lav to turn her way.

She nuzzled Lav's face before speaking quietly. You were talking to Nico, weren't you?

The 'two's tail flicked. H-How'd you know?

Akoya ignored the words of the question, and decided to focus on the feelings behind them.

You don't need to be shy about connecting with him, Hon. So far we really don't have any reason to say you shouldn't... She thought for a moment. Well, aside from you thinking what you know about him would make your dad more afraid than he already is.

Lavender's ears fell back as the words from her note were spoken to her.

Akoya's face grew serious. ...Lav, tell me the truth. Is there anything your dad and I should be afraid of about Nico?

Lav took a second to form the words. Once she was ready, she looked steadily into her mom's eyes.

As he is now, no. I don't think so.

But as he was...

Akoya raised an eyebrow at the hesitation, urging her to go on.

He was made to be a weapon... and... for a while, he lived it... He killed Pokemon and people...

But he changed. He's not like that anymore. Fuji helped him learn what kindness was, and Jovie helped him practice it.

He regrets what he did in the past.

The blue Mew kept her face even as Lavender spoke to her. Her thoughts tumbled in her mind as the little Mewtwo watched her expectantly.

After a while, Akoya sighed and shook her head lightly. I don't think your dad or I will ever have a clear picture of him until we talk to him ourselves.

All I can do for now is take your word for it, Lav. But if you start keeping vital information from us... We may have to put a stop to you connecting with him.

Lavender gave a solemn nod. I understand, Mom. I promise, I'll bring everything to you guys as soon as I can from now on. And I won't tell Nico anything until I get the okay!

Akoya smiled lightly, though her eyes were still thoughtful. She hovered over and gave Lav a kiss on the forehead.

We don't want to control you, though... We know you're your own person, and can make your own decisions... We just want to make sure you know how to make them safely...

I know, Mom. She gently butted her head against Akoya's with a warm smile of her own. I love you.

I love you too, Lav.

The blue Mew floated back from Lav a little bit.

I'm going to check on your dad. I'll be back soon~

Mom, wait.

She stopped and glanced back.

There's one more thing about Nico, that I just learned...

He's in Kanto.

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I never had them talk about it on screen, but Lav did tell Nico that she was planning on coming by herself.

#Linden Roots #writing #BLH #By Lavender's Hand #babbies #mite

[pupyuj]

i NEED domestic yujin, just pure floof :(((

hehe 😼 my first post after a while and it's sfw?? something shifted...

everybody that sees you two always gets so jealous bcs you are both such eye candies and you're so sweet to each other?? just pure couple goals 🥺 yujin is of course the type to always be touching you—arm around your shoulder or waist, holding your hand ofc, and she always melts under your touch 🥺 like she just can't help but lean into you when you gently put your hand on her back or on her arm whenever you're talking to someone :(( she feels so warm knowing that even though your full attention isn't on her at the moment, you're still thinking about her!!

this is probably self-indulgent cuz yujin's my baby daddy but she does that boyfriend thing where she offers to carry all of your shopping bags for you while you waltz around and treat yourself to a well-earned session of money-splurging 😭 literally watching you with a loving smile every time you try on an outfit, tells you to not worry about the price if you happen to come across a particularly expensive piece of clothing bcs she'll buy it for you 🥺🥺 makes sure to save a surprise at the end of your shopping spree where she suddenly pulls out a small box with the prettiest piece of jewelry you've ever seen?!?! 😩💕 also looks at you with a shy smile AS IF SHE AIN'T BEEN DOING THIS FOR YEARS and is always so nervous as to whether you'll like it or not??? BUT SHE COULD LITERALLY GIVE YOU THE SHITTIEST NECKLACE OR SOMETHING AND YOU'D STILL WEAR IT PROUDLY.

(not that yujin will ever want to give you something that was less than perfect. only the best for her baby! 😤)

yujin loves dating silly little strolls in a park! 🥺 she'd drive you both to one of the prettiest and biggest parks in the city and just take your hand and go for a relaxing walk! she's so in love with you :(( she'd just stare at you while you tell her about a few funny things that happened throughout the week so far,, smiles so brightly when you laugh, she just loves your voice so much she could listen to you talk about anything forever 😣 she'll sit the two of you down by a tree and cuddle up to you, sometimes kissing you and laughing at the way you would blush and look away,, and she's just a sucker for the way you would absentmindedly play with her hands while you're sitting there 💕 and best believe she'll capture every moment of you during your time there! her gallery is literally just you and it's so sweet ☹️☹️

yujin definitely waits up for you if you happen to get held up at work, even if you come home after midnight :(( you'd find her sitting up on the bed with a book on her lap wearing her stupid nerdy glasses, barely awake and so tired 💔 you pepper her face with kisses and she would only pout and blink sleepily at you, the cutieeeee 🥺 she'd whine and pretend to be upset that you're home way too late but really, all that 'anger' is towards your boss for always giving you so much work 😣😣 and omg even when she's tired from staying up, she will NAWT leave you alone 😭 she's forcing herself out of bed and tailing you very closely while you make and sip on your tea, doesn't even let herself finally sleep while you're in the shower and chooses to be awake for another half hour bcs she really can't sleep without you 🥺 she is all over you when you finally join her in bed—leg over your body, arms wrapped tightly around you, nose buried in your hair, and whispering sleepy nonsense against your skin before she finally succumbs to sleep.. she's so silly.

yujin wakes up on top of you in the mornings 😭😭 but she's not like, suffocating you she actually serves as an extra warm and soft blanket!! like, you'd always find her sleeping peacefully on your chest and you can't help but kiss her forehead and thread your fingers through her hair :(( more often than not, she'd stir awake and you'd feel a bit guilty for cutting her rest short but her bright smile and lame ass "hey, beautiful~" makes it all not a big deal 🥺💖 neither of you will ever stop falling in love with each other.. STAND UP!!!!

#ive x reader #ive x fem reader #ive fluff #ive imagines #ahn yujin x reader #ahn yujin fluff #ahn yujin imagines #ahn yujin x fem reader #yujin imagines #yujin fluff #yujin x fem reader #yujin x reader #girl group fluff #girl group x reader #girl group imagines #girl group x fem reader

[elswifee]

Jealousy Jealousy

Warnings: violence, drug!use, alcohol!use, future smut, flirty!ellie, dom!ellie, jealous!ellie, bsf!ellie, nerdy!reader, sub!reader, f!nger!ng (r!receiving), strap!usage (r!receiving), scissoring, angst.. I guess??

Summary: player ellie finally convinces her bestfriend's, y/n to go to a party after school, when she get jealous of people start looking at her with hungry eyes. Causing a scene, may cost her, her bestfriend.

A/N: umm so this is my first ever fanfic so please I apologize if any Grammer mistakes, and I will be including spanish words into all my stories bc that's my first language. But I obviously will translate what it means in English. PLEASE DONT BULLY ME!! Anyways, thank you angels. ♡

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It was 10 pm and you were reviewing your studies from your classes earlier. You had showered, changed into some pink shorts and a white tank top, and made yourself some tea. You were already in bed just going through some pages of your text book.

Knock, knock.

You grunt, getting our of your bed and walking towards your front door. Another two knocks emit from your door. "I'm going, jeez." You open the door to find yourself infront of Ellie. "Hey, doll. How you doin'," She says as she steps inside, pulling you in by your waist, hugging you, and pressing her lips on top of your head.

"Els, what you doing here?" You asked

"What, I can't come see my bestfriend anymore?"

"No, you can, but I was just abt to go to bed," you say, heading back upstairs to your room. Ellie tailing behind you. "Awh, already. It's bearly 10:30" She whines, taking off her leather jacket and converse. Jumping on your bed and getting under the sheets. Soon you join her covering yourself too. She grabs the remote and turns on the TV. "Soooo," she starts. "Yes, ellie?" You say, already knowing she is going to ask you something.

"There's going to be a party tomorrow at some fratboys house, wanna come?" She asks, but before you say no she begins to beg. "Please come, you never want to come. You'll make me really happy... pleaseeeee?" You roll your eyes. You aren't surprised, it was no secret that ellie was pretty popular in school because she is in the soccer team, but also really popular with the ladies. "I don't know Els, I have a test tommorow and I'm going to be busy studying and-" you were cut off by an annoyed sigh. "But you always study. There isn't gonna be any damage if you don't study for one night. Please y/n come tommorow." She whines, wrapping her cold, veiny hands around your waist. You had no bra on, making your nipples perk up due to the coldness of her hands.

You push up the covers up to your neck, covering yourself. Your turn to face her, your faces just about a feet away. You can see all her freckles, and those gorgeous green eyes. "Ugh, okay fine. I'll go." You finally give in, and ellie is squealing like a little girl. Chanting yes yes yes! Before hugging you again. "Okay, okay, ya Calmate!" (Calm down) Your Spanish coming out as she starts to tickle you. Soon she calms down, you guys lay next to each other you facing the wall and her facing your back, hugging you from behind. Your stomach erupts with butterflies as soon as she slipped her hand under your top. Drawing small circles against your warm, soft skin.

Soon you fall into a deep slumber, although in the other hand, ellie was still awake, trying to get as close as possible to you. Your scent of coconut and roses drove her fucking crazy. Her cold hand soon turning warm due to your skin. Your legs rubbing against her sweatpants . She enjoyed these moments. Being in your arms while you sleep. She feels so lucky to be your person. The truth is, Ellie has had the biggest, fattest crush on you, ever since you introduced yourself to her in biology class in 8th grade. She is just too pussy to confront her feeling to you, thinking it'll ruin yalls friendship.

Don't fuck up your friendship! Don't fuck up your friendship! DON'T FUCK UP YOUR FRIENDSHIP!

#ellie williams #ellie williams fanfic #tlou #ellie williams x reader #toxic!ellie #bef!ellie #abby anderson #abby the last of us

[letmeapologise]

u should do something about dad!jude

like cuddling with ur little daughter and jude and she just cant stop being daddys girl

or like coming home from a tiring day at work and ur really upset and just the two ( or three like a little son and daughter :( ) of them kissing u and cuddling u to make u feel better

❝ 𝐮𝐩𝐬 𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬 ❞

.ೃ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ! 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 ✰ ´ˎ˗

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ೄྀ࿐ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ⌇ 𝟏.𝟏𝐤 !

↳ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ೃ⁀➷ 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐢'𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 !

AFTER WHAT FELT LIKE YEARS OF DRIVING, you finally got back to the comfort of your home, your colleagues – and boss – were actually doing your head in, and it was the biggest relief when the clock finally struck leaving time. Jude greeted you at the door, having taken time off from training just for the day as you had a big day at work and neither of your family member’s were available to take care of the two kids on short notice. You groaned, dropping your bags by the door, and wrapped your arms around his shoulders, leaning upwards to reach him on your tiptoes.

“Bad day at work?” he chuckled, you simply huffed. “You couldn’t imagine, and I’ve got some sickness off of one of the clowns there too.” He laughed at your description of your colleagues, then picked your bags up for you, carrying them into the living room as you tailed behind him. Your kids came running in shortly enough, shrieking and yelping as they ran as fast as their little legs could carry them. “Be careful!” Jude warned them, holding his arms out to catch them in case they ran into a wall, or something like that.

“Mommy!” they yelled in sync, palms outstretched in grabbing motions as they practically leaped onto your chest, you yelped in surprise and pain then started laughing softly. “Don’t hurt mommy, she’s had a bad day,” you smiled softly. “They’re fine, thank you, baby,” you nodded at Jude who looked down at you sympathetically. June – your daughter who had been subject to the Bellingham naming tradition – was grabbing and squishing your cheeks together, and then your nostrils. You frowned at her jokingly, thinning your lips, and then moved some of her hair out her face.

You looked over at Jude. “What’ve you done today then?” you asked, tilting your head endearingly. “Just been outside playing footie with them both,” he shrugged, nonchalant. You scoffed, then half-yelped out in pain again as Toby – your son who you had somehow convinced Jude to not name Joel, Jace, or something along those lines – jumped onto you too. You sat upright, avoiding the toddlers’ hands pinching and grabbing at your skin; Jude taking the cue to pick up both of them. You eyed him, looking up and down and smirked, watching as his eyes dropped over you too.

He shook his head at you, a non-verbal cue – not while the kids are here – and you facepalmed, stretching your hands across your face and then neatening out your hair. “What’s wrong with mommy?” June asked, looking at you inquisitively as you searched through your purse, pulling out some makeup wipes and wiping your face with it gently – a handheld mirror in the other hand. Jude huffed. 

“Been busy at work with a lot of mean people, baby. Why don’t you go ‘n’ cheer her up, yeah?” she nodded at him and Jude dropped her down, setting Toby onto the sofa and dangling blocks in his face to play with as he watched June go up to you and softly stroke your face with a tiny hand. You smiled at her, handing her the makeup wipe. “D’ you wanna help me take my makeup off?” she nodded eagerly at you, dabbing it into your skin – but only in one spot – you scoffed, chuckling. “What about the rest of my face?” you asked excitedly, she giggled at you, moving the wipes over to your eyelids and you closed your eyes, wincing.

Your hands came up to hers, moving them gently around your face and not in your eyes. She sighed deeply at you, sensing she was already bored – June had the attention span of a toddler (literally) – you sat her on top of your lap, one arm snaked around her holding her up whilst you unapplied your makeup. “Have they had dinner?” you asked, finally finishing removing everything on your face and looking up at Jude, half-yawning with a covered hand. He nodded. “Just finished it as you were coming in.”

“Tobs, go ‘n’ kiss your mom, make sure he’s not sick,” he nodded at his dad, kneeling in front of you and giving you the one-two, then went back over to his pile of blocks. “What was that?” Jude gave him a pensive look, laughing. “She looks fine to me,” he shrugged, eyes unwavering from his blocks piled up on top of each other in a tower. Jude rolled his eyes, looking over at you and then making his way over, patting his son in the back affirmingly. He sat next to you, shifting his leg against yours and kissing your cheek, pulling your face in his direction before pecking you on the lips. Again, again, again, and again. 

“You’re gonna get my cold,” you groaned, being interrupted by Jude constantly kissing you on the lips. He held your face in between his hands, giving you one last big kiss that left you limp to his touch, and then squeezed your torso. Toby had stopped playing with his blocks and was glaring at his dad with a scornful expression, June, however, was uninterested in everything that was going on and drawing peacefully on her lap. You gestured over to him, Jude’s head twisting in his direction with a cocky smile.

“You jealous, Tobs?” you rolled your eyes, slapping Jude. The man was competitive even with his own children. “I told you to come ‘n’ kiss her, too late now,” he shrugged, teasing his son as he practically sprinted over to you, wrapping his arms around your stomach and glaring at his dad, huffing at him. You facepalmed, then looked down at your son, Jude’s arm still wrapped around your torso. “Is daddy winding you up?” you glanced at Jude, an unimpressed look. Toby nodded, whining to himself and burying himself in your stomach as Jude flashed him a toothy grin.

Jude continued kissing you, Toby continuously moving his face away from yours with a flat palm, then sat upright whilst you balanced him with your hand, and kissed you on your nose and cheeks softly. You giggled, both of your favourite boys having a competition for your attention and physical touch. Then June came over, pressing kisses to your cheek and stroking your hair. Your tongue poked the inside of your cheek, much to the dismay of the two boys – Jude might as well be a boy at this point with his childish behaviour, competing for you with his own son – who whinged at you until you puckered up again.

This was all the medicine you needed.

୨୧ @𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 ୨୧

#✰ letmeapologise ´ˎ˗ #✰ letmeapologise works ´ˎ˗ #writing #imagines #f/o imagines #football #football imagine #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham #jb5

[myymi]

Sails hummed to himself as he carefully wiped down his sword, perched atop the banister of the Angel Voyage 2.0’s crow nest. One foot rested atop the railing as the other dangled, swaying along with the gentle rocks from the ocean.

He didn't really realize how much he missed the relaxing waves as they carried the ship along the surface of the water. Sure, the fight was fun while it lasted, but it was also incredibly draining.

He could tell the others felt that way too. Dread and Black Rose didn't even take a moment to explain the role switch between them, leaving the crew clueless as they went straight to bed.

He frowned as his neck throbbed painfully once again, pausing his cleaning to rub it. He had been apparently nicked pretty badly by the bomb he and Mangey built, the back of his neck was bleeding quite a lot.

Thankfully, the other fox was able to catch it before he'd lost too much blood.

It was strange, talking with someone who was basically himself but still so wildly different. He liked Mangey, though.

Nine, however, is a different story.

He didn't dislike him, but he wasn't the biggest fan either. He could understand his frustrations and motivations though.

Sometimes he feels like he would've fallen down a similar path had Batten never found him.

“What're ye doing?” Sails’ ear perked at the voice, turning to find Batten as she landed in the crow’s nest. Speak of the devil.

“Jus’ giving this a good scrub.” The fox shrugged, holding up the sword.

The bat's eyes were trained on the kit’s other paw, however. Sails tensed when he realized she had that worried glint in her eyes again, immediately making his paw drop from his neck.

“Ye feelin’ okay?” She asked, walking over so she could lean over the banister, squishing down the fox's leg.

Sails rolled his eyes, “M’fine, Batten.” He mumbled, tossing the rag he was using to clean his sword to the deck before resheathing the blade.

Batten frowned at him before turning her gaze to the ocean, “I haven't seen you fly since ye set off that bomb of yours.” She said, using her finger to trace gentle, miscellaneous patterns on the younger’s leg.

The kit bit his lip at that, also turning to look at the sea. The sun was beginning to set, “Just tired.”

They were silent for a few minutes after that before Batten broke it with a sigh, “Ye aren't good at bluffing, Sails.” She turned to look back into his eyes at that, a worried frown still tugging in her lips.

Sails could feel a frown of his own start to form, but he didn't respond.

“Look, Sails,” The bat looked down as she tried to work out her sentence, “I know I ain't the best at showin’ it, but ye know I care, right?”

The kit’s brow furrowed, “‘Course I know that, Batten. Ye raised me.” He said, turning to look at her.

“I know.” Batten sighed and looked up to meet the younger’s eyes, “I just need ye to know you can talk ta me when things are rough. And trust me, I know when they get rough for ya.”

Sails fell silent once again, unsure of how to respond to that. He knew Batten cared for him, but he always felt that asking her for anything more was asking too much.

She saved his life. She raised him even though she didn't have to. Sails knew he already owed her so much, he couldn't possibly ask for more favors.

Instead of answering her, Sails hesitantly pushed himself into her arms for a hug. He nuzzled his head into the crook of her neck, allowing his tails to wrap around her body.

Batten, with almost as much hesitance, wrapped her arms gently around the cub. She placed her chin atop his head, closing her eyes as she let him soak up the affection.

They ended up staying in the crow’s nest for the rest of the day, snuggling up to watch the sun set before they drifted off to sleep together.

Their bond may seem strange to outsiders, but it was perfect to them. And that's all that mattered.

#can yall tell im a little obsessed with sails rn #miles tails prower #sonic the hedgehog #sth #tails the fox #sonic #rouge the bat #tails and rouge #anonymous source #sails and batten #sails the fox #batten rouge #sonic prime spoilers #sonic prime #after prime au #myydrabs

[maxislvt]

Would you write reader x cheerleader!wanda where it’s her first time and although she’s mean at the start she’s all soft and cuddly by the end 🥰🥰

warnings: pet names (pup, mutt, pet), degradation, praise, reader has a penis but no gendered terms, loss of virginity, unprotected vaginal sex, mention of birth control, have fun with this mega cock I gave you on accident

"You brute! Can you at least pretend to know what you're doing?" Wanda hissed as her back hit the bed. She would've bounced back up if it weren't for you already on top of her. "Your hands are sweaty, calm down!" She wrapped her arms around your neck. Her eyebrows shot up at the feeling of something hard poking against her."Are you hard already?"

A blush spread across your face in embarrassment. "Sorry, sorry! You're just really pretty and I'm nervous…" The sweat on your palms was almost thick enough to rub off and stain your girlfriend's uniform. For a moment, you just sat there. Staring down at your girlfriend with the biggest tent in your shorts. You couldn't think. If you did, it was only about how pretty she looked in her uniform. "Wait, uh, are you sure about doing this in your uniform? I don't wanna get it…y'know dirty."

"I don't remember saying you'd be pulling out," Wanda said firmly before pulling you into a harsh kiss. She grinded against your bulge making you whimper and squirm. It quickly turned into a game of chase. Her hips would roll forward only for yours to twitch and move away. Wanda let out a frustrated groan and wrapped her legs around your waist. "If you keep moving away, I'll leave you with blue balls!" Wanda wasn't always so cruel during intimate moments, but this one was supposed to be special. Taking each other's virginity was a big deal and she wanted it to be perfect. It couldn't be that when you were seconds away from running with your tail between your legs. "Just sit still."

"I don't know what to do! You being mean isn't helping that!" In your frustration, you forgot how poorly Wanda responded to your talk back. Mostly because it was uncharacteristic of you, but also because she couldn't stand it. To Wanda, you were like a lap dog and good dogs don't talk back to their owners. She didn't even give you time to apologize before rolling you over. Part of you wanted to clap back at her for her aggression, but she was already pulling your shorts down before you caught your breath. "Fuck, that feels good."

Wanda hummed with the tip of your dick in her mouth. You were far too big for her inexperienced mouth, but she just needed you to be wet enough for it not to hurt. It was embarrassing to admit, but she'd done a lot of research. Wanda spent a near unreasonable amount of time learning to handle you in bed. "I bet the whole school would flip if they knew their star player was a sex hungry mutt."

You shivered, but managed to keep your hips still. It always confused you why Wanda's cruelty was so arousing. Sure, you preferred her gentle kisses and soft praise, but none of that mattered when your precum was smeared on her lips. "I'm not- fuck- I'm not like that! I just want you, I swear." The thoughts were practically melting out of your ears as Wanda continued to suck you off. Her mouth took more of you as she swallowed down your innocence. "Can I touch you, please? I-I don't know what to do with my hands."

Wanda's tough act could never stand a chance against you. You were much too sweet and kind. She released your dick and sighed. "You can hold my hands, but I'm in control. Got it?" She kissed your cheek and positioned herself over your tip. "Next time we're using lube," She whispered. Just your tip alone felt like she was splitting apart. "Hold my hips, come on…" Wanda wrapped her arms around your neck as she slid down your length. "Fuck, wait hold on."

You held onto Wanda like your life depended on it. "You're so tight," You mumbled into the side of her neck. The smell of her shampoo filled your nose and helped you relax. "We can…we can stop if you want. I know it's…big." Being inside Wanda felt heavenly, but you were afraid to hurt her. "We can do it another way- wow!" Wanda had pushed you back down on the bed and began riding you. "Ah, please don't hurt yourself."

Wanda gritted her teeth and forced herself to push through the pain. She reached behind her back and held your hands. "Don't stop me, I'll get used to it." Her breathing faltered, but she continued to move her hips. Her light moans soon joined yours and reverberated across the room. "Fuck, I can feel it throbbing inside me." Tight walls clenched around you, desperate to squeeze every last drop of cum out of you.

"Wanda, I think…fuck I think I'm gonna cum," You wiggled and attempted to pull out, but Wanda's pace was unyielding. "No, seriously! Ah!" She leaned forward, letting you slip deeper inside her. The feel of her heavy breast on top of your chest sent you over the edge. Despite your best efforts, your cum painted the insides of Wanda's cunt. It was the best orgasm you ever had, but the consequences immediately flooded your brain. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm sorry I didn't mean to!" Wanda continued to jump against you until her own orgasm overcame her.

"God, fuck. Don't worry about it," She painted before going limp on top of you. "I'm on the pill. Just relax, being full feels nice." Wanda peppered kisses over your face and nuzzled into your chest. "Just be a good pup or I'll make you wear a collar to practice." Normally, you would've freaked out about your guilty pleasure leaving the walls of Wanda's bedroom. You just relaxed and let out a deep breath.

You wrapped your arms around Wanda and let the sleepiness overcome you. "...Can you stay on it? I liked not using a condom…"

"If you can give me another round, I'll consider."

#panther speaks #pvntherz #wanda maximoff #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff smut #cheerleader!wanda #panthers drabbles

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Yandere Platonic Humans and Gods fighting over who gets custody of Eri!Reader? (Plus Leodonis as he’s glaring daggers, while covering Reader’s eyes at Apollo cause he’s naked and proceeds, along with everyone else to “Put some clothes on Damnit!! There’s a child present!!”)

Only to discover Brunhilde and the Valkyrie Sisters took custody of her (With Hercules, Buddha and Adam allowed into the Joint Custody) with everyone fighting over how unfair that is

Meanwhile Reader is having fun playing with Zerofuku (The 2 are acting like children and enjoying their time playing with each other) with Zero very protective of his ‘Little Sis’ (And enters his Envy Form if someone makes her uncomfortable/tries to take her away to use her for her power and will become absolutely hostile/violent to them, but instantly switches back to his Regular/Happy Form to hugs Reader to make sure she’s safe)

-After the tournament, after all the fights and putting you through such trauma with watching the ones you love kill each other, for you to bring them back and put yourself through fevers and heartaches.

-They were no longer fighting between themselves, but now they were fighting over a different reason, who would get to adopt you, gods or humans.

-Many arguments were had between the two fractions, both sides arguing who you would be better off with. You didn’t like them fighting, but Adam and Zeus told you that it was so you would be taken care of.

-Not surprisingly, there were many more fights, arguments nearly dissolving into fist fights, with the biggest one being between Leonidas and Apollo, after Apollo entered the meeting room in just a towel, having been interrupted during his bath time, and Leonidas covered your eyes and ears, his large hands covering both while he yelled at Apollo, “Put some clothes on you pervert!!”

-More shouting was heard and Brunnhilde approached you with Zerofuku, telling you two to get out of here. Zerofuku picked you up and the two of you snuck out together while the others were all fighting.

-Zerofuku spirited you away to Buddha’s sanctuary, where you were both welcome, mainly because Buddha was one of your guardians, along with Adam and Hercules, but your main guardians were the valkyries.

-You held up an apple slice to Zerofuku who beamed brightly down at you, taking it directly from your hand, making you giggle before he spoke, “When do you think the others will find out?”

-You turned, your cheeks puffed out with apple slices, making him laugh warmly before you heard voices, “She’s over here!!”

-You both turned, seeing the gods and humans running, trying to get to you first and instantly you flinched back, feeling scared.

-Seeing your fear, Zerofuku instantly glared, and darkness surrounded him, transforming into his  Envy Form, to protect you, holding you close as your little arms wrapped around his neck, hugging him tightly.

-Brunnhilde, having enough of the fighting, informed everyone who didn’t know that you had been legally adopted by the valkyries, with certain individuals getting special permission for joint custody.

-The others didn’t like that news and immediately ran off to find you first to spirit you away.

-Buddha looked at Zerofuku and gave him a small nod and the older boy instantly hugged you close before turning tail and running. He gave you a grin as you peeked up at him, “We’re gonna play the running-away game!!”

-Shouts were heard behind you, chasing after you while Zerofuku cackled almost evilly while you held on tightly, running away from the others.

-You both ran around, hiding from others, having fun playing hide and seek and the runaway game, as you didn’t like seeing the others fighting over you, you didn’t like seeing them fighting at all.

-Hercules was able to get you both away, telling the others that Zerofuku ran with you in the opposite direction, sending them on a wild goose chase, before turning with a grin, ruffling the hair of both of you before telling you to go back to Buddha’s garden, as Thrud was waiting there for you two.

-Once at his garden, Thrud let you both nap under the tree, watching over you, and Zerofuku returned to normal, seeing that you were now safe and happy.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #eri #ror zerofuku #ror buddha #ror heracles #ror brunhilde

[girl-in-the-chairs-void]

"You reek of jealousy." + "The way you talk about them? That's not how you talk about a friend." with Jake pretty please 🥹

a/n; SOFI, thank you so much for the ask!! I loved writing this so much!! I hope you like it as much as I do <333

Jake Seresin x reader (callsign; Gaia)

“You reek of jealousy right now,” Phoenix announced as moved closer to the darts board, eyeing the blond aviator that sat perched on one of the stools opposite the target.

He was practically looking like a tomato, the tip of his ears to his cheeks were blush red, the bottle of beer in his grip was looking as though it could break any moment.

Across the bar, you and Bradley are talking and playing by the pool table. The pretty pink and red flowers on your dress flowed as the breeze passes by, ruffling your hair as you try to tame it back. You’re laughing, giggling childishly at the things he whispers in your ears due to the booming bar. He leans in close, too close for Jake’s liking. And that makes his blood boil.

You’d let your hair loose for tonight, a team celebration called for a let loose. But Jake knew your hair were bothering you.

And it didn’t help his jealousy when Bradley reached to push the hair in your face when your hands were busy shooting the pool balls. Putting them in a make shift pony tail to keep them out of your face. You gave him one your most graceful smiles after each attempt, thanking him sweetly.

“Hangman?”

He blinked as the dark haired woman approached him. Puffing his chest to huff out the biggest sigh that Natasha has probably seen the entire night.

He blinked at Phoenix. Furrowing his brows to give her a perplexed look.

“What?”

“I said, you reek of jealousy, and I can’t tell if it’s because Rooster is flirting with Gaia or Gaia flirting with Rooster.” She raises an eyebrow at him. Tilting her head to look at the veins that popped on his face at the mention of Rooster but a mention of your callsign clearly crept a blush on his neck.

“It’s nothing, Nix.” He states, taking a swig out of his beer and setting on the table beside him to face the woman next to him.

“It’s not ‘nothing’, Hangman. You’ve got to tell her at some point y’know.”

She eyes him closely for any sign of decline or distrust. She knew he was an asshole, but if he liked you, she had to make sure that he had the right intentions and not just have you as a one night and done.

His eyes don’t meet here, instead they try and find yours in the sense crowd of patrons. He’d recognise the pair of eyes anywhere. And you’re there, looking at him as Rooster leans close to you, practically breathing down your neck to tell you about his early training days and the sights he’d seen.

You’re barely paying attention to him. Instead trying to find a familiar pair of emerald greens, you could find them anywhere and you’d know they were Jake’s.

“You don’t have to do this y’know.”

That sends a chill down your spine. You glance back at Bradley, his big brown eyes are…somewhat sad, a small smile is gracing his lips as he wraps an arm around your shoulders.

“Huh?” You look up at him, questioning his prior statement.

“This…” gesturing between the two of you. “I know you’re not interested.”

You’d been trying to get your mind off of Jake for a while now. True, he had an ego that was larger than the state pf California but it was also true that he was raised by gentlemen. You’d seen him with other girls and how he acted around them. Ever the gentleman.

“What? Roos, it’s not like that-“

“I’ve heard you talk to Bob about him,” he cuts in. You shut your mouth close at that.

Bob and you are childhood best friends that have been joined at the hip for years. Enlisting in the Navy together to fulfil your childhood dream. And ever since your first posting together, it has never been that you and him were separated.

Taking your silence as a sign, he continues; “the way you talk about him? That’s not how you talk about a friend.”

His face holds so much sincerity as he says this that you fear you’d end up passing out. There is a sense of melancholy in the air and you don’t know why you feel that way.

Yes, you like Jake, you really do, but you wish you didn’t. He was one night and done kinda guy and you aren’t looking to get your heart broken anyway. And Bradley was good, he is good, so much better than the cocky blond that you lock eyes with as you turn away from Rooster.

His eyes are piercing into yours with such intensity that you feel as though you’ll pass out if you into them for any longer.

You look back towards the brown haired man, he’s been treating you so good the past few days and you wish you could give him the same satisfaction of loving you. But you’d be the asshole in the situation if you led him on like that…

“It’s okay, Gaia, go” he cocks his head towards the blond that sat next to Phoenix, a small smile on his face that didn’t quite reach his eyes. He gives you a small pat on the shoulder, helping you stand from where you sat in the corner.

“Go get him.”

#Jake seresin x reader #Jake seresin blurb #Jake hangman seresin x reader #why do I always forget tags #hangman x reader #Jake hangman imagine

[natade-art]

ok so you know how months ago i posted headshots of my trio and said i had finished i had them all. well i was wrong. but this time im right i promise 

ID: pencil sketches colored digitally, a lineup of Link, (a younger) Ganon and Zelda (with Fi behind her), or at least my designs for my LoZ au. Fi looks slightly different, mostly in that her “arms” are more like feathery wings. Zelda has the Master Sword at her waist, and Ganon and Link both have strong blue accents in their outfits to match her. Long in depth descriptions of their outfits are below the cut. end ID

I really want to go into all their designs because I’ve put sooo much time into them but do not want that long post cut off again for just one image...

LINK: is the shortest, freckled, with sharp eyes and light brown hair that is longer but similar to the style of Skyward Sword Link. His tunic has long sleeves rolled up the elbow, with white embroidered accents showing leaves and a fairy. He has a long blue scarf with white stripes, and wears a black obi with a flute tucked haphazardly in, under a thick leather belt, from which hangs a pouch for an ocarina. His fingerless gloves and boots match, the same brown leather as his belt but with the tops rolled down to reveal lighter, orange-y leather and stitched hems. The boots toes are enforced with metal, and the same leaf pattern on his tunic runs up the front of the boot. The right knee of his pants has a patch. A slit on the side of his tunic’s skirt reveals chainmail, and of course he has small blue hoop earrings, with no visible gold or triangular motifs. Biggest inspirations: Link to the Past Link illustration where all he’s wearing all his items, and TP Link.

GANON: is the tallest, with his trademark gold eyes and fiery hair, which falls in spikes around his face, one long segment of hair over each shoulder, ending in golden triangle accessories. He wears a high-collared off-white tunic with bishop sleeves, hemmed with a dark pink geometric pattern. Over this he wears a very dark blue sleeveless a-line silhouette coat with golden accents and buttons. His belt is blue and wraps around his waist twice, with a pouch on his hip. On the other side hangs a pendant which is hardly visible but matches the one on Zelda’s top (it was once hers - his original pendant matched the accessories in his hair, and he gave it to Link as a good luck charm. Link, in turn, gave Zelda her bracelet.) He has blue leg warmers and black pointy-toed boots. The pencil lines show a backpack and the mark of the Triforce on his hand. The goal is fancy but not overly so, still practical and cozy. Biggest inspirations: variety of academic-type NPCs though the series (ex: Owlan, several guys I ran into frequently in BOTW) and Koume & Kotake.

ZELDA: is the only one here who I drew knowing she would be in this lineup, and so her pose and lines are more intentional. She has blunt bangs and equally blunt hair cut above her shoulders, plus the Toon Zelda zig-zag locks framing her face. Her earrings are large but simple gold triangles. She wears a sleeveless white shirt under an off-the-shoulder blue top with a circular cutout in the middle of the chest, just under the neckline which is held together with a gold pendant. The pendant is a circle with small stylized wings (echoed in the pattern on her top) with a red gem in the center and a red tassel hanging down, matching the tassel she has attached to the Master Sword’s hilt. She wears a black underbust corset with tails in the front and back, gold accessories at the ends. Her flared pants have white stripes near the bottom similar to the stripes on several Zelda’s dresses, and her leather boots have golden soles. She wears a green bracelet on her right wrist, along with nearly a full arm of golden armor, green and black painted detail, on her left. Biggest inspirations: idk she just happened <3 Skyward Sword Zelda concept art

#legend of zelda #zelda #link #ganon #young ganon #legend of zelda au #fi #will probably replace ganons pink pattern w the gerudo one we all know eventually #this took a very long time to type up. hope someone appreciates it #link was hard bc i had so many thoughts i wanted to include... #ganon was hard bc being young and not evil and not a tank kind of fighter he was too different from like. every real ganon. #and like all other gerudo design is just orientalism #zelda was easy. my angel <3 ive always been happy with her #character design

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This is a fluff one-shot I made. Please let me know if there are any issues, I do take constructive criticism.

I wrote this for @the-horror-and-the-wild-simp

The biggest Muriel Simp I know :)

Rainy days

 Stone walls well worn by time, and wooden beams that have seen better days still lodged firmly in place. The roots of the tree above the hut poked through and laced their way through the cracks within the wall. A soft warm glow filled the room as the fire quietly crackled in the background. Standing side by side you and Muriel both watch through the doorway as the rain thumps against the ground.

 Lightning crackles over you in the sky, lighting up the dark world just in front of you. Muriel lets out a small huff as he watches the rain. Though the rain never bothered him, this kind of rain usually meant there would be costly damage. Inanna slipped in between the two of you as she escaped the harsh weather. Her soaked fur brushed roughly against your leg soaking it in the process.

 You could hear her steps stop before you slowly turn around. That's exactly when she starts to shake, covering everything in droplets of water. Muriel turned back around after being showered with water. He didn't seem bothered that much as he walked over and joined his companion on the floor next to the fireplace. You linger in the doorway for a moment before deciding to join as a brisk wind makes you shiver. 

 You shut the door before you glide over with sure footsteps despite the slightly uneven earth beneath your steps. You stopped short before descending down next to Inanna. She sat, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the warmth from the fire. You reach out and touch her head, her tail starts wagging as she has grown used to your affection. As you moved your hand along her head her tail started to wag faster. 

 That was before you reached right behind her ear. Instinctively she leaned into your hand as her leg thumped against the ground uncontrollably. You look up in time to see a soft smile on Muriel's face. The fire gave a soft glow to him as his eyes watched Inanna's reaction. They slowly raised and met yours as a soft blush crept onto his face.

 His gaze lingered for a moment before he turned back towards the fire. A peaceful quiet settling in between you two. The only sound was from the rain pattering the roof and the fire crackling as it hungrily ate up the wood. In a hushed but gruff voice Muriel speaks fondly.

“...I like rainy days…” 

 You can't help but smile a little and nod in agreement. As you turn towards the fire letting its warmth envelope your face. Inanna got up and walked away as the fire was becoming too much for her, leaving the two of you alone. You spoke softly, adding to his comment.

“They are nice, the whole world goes quiet. Plus the smell of fresh rainfall is comforting.” 

 You gently scoot closer to Muriel before leaning on him. You gently let your weight fall onto him as you kept an eye out for any signs of him pulling away. Something you've grown quite good at after being with him for some time. He relaxes against you as he closes his eyes, soaking up the peaceful moment. A feeling that was always so fleeting. 

 A sudden crash outside spooked the both of you as you both looked towards the door. Muriel sat there before breaking the silence. 

“Probably a loose branch, we won't know till the storm passes.” 

 You let out a sigh before looking back at him and gently leaning back into him. You close your eyes as he wraps his arms around you pulling you into his comforting embrace. He held you with certainty and fragility as he worried about hurting you. Sleep sunk its sharp fangs into you as it pulled you further into a sense of exhaustion you never knew you had. The warmth, comfort, and safety made for perfect napping conditions as the sound of the rain lulled you to sleep. 

 Muriel took notice of your condition as he shifted around a little before picking you up gently. He tried his best not to disturb you too much as he didn't want to break you from your trance. If there was anything he certainly knew about you, was your bad sleeping habits. You listened to the sound of him walking over to your guy's bed as he gently laid you down first before carefully laying down next to you. He laid there for a moment watching as you slipped in and out of consciousness before you softly spoke.

“Good night, love.”

He smiled before gently placing a kiss on your forehead as blush covered his face. He held you close to him before replying.

“Good night..” 

You close your eyes as sleep finally won. The night went by quickly as you slept without issue. In the morning you awake to find Muriel long gone as he usually woke up before you. Slipping out of bed you walk back out and over to the suspiciously opened front door before stopping as a chicken bursts into the home followed by a very concerned Muriel.

“Their pen broke.” 

You sighed as you found the rain day was over and so was the hope for another peaceful day. 

#the arcana game #the arcana #muriel arcana #muriel x reader #muriel x mc

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Better Together

Series: Tokyo Revengers Pairing: Hajime Kokonoi x Reader x Seishu Inui Word count: 5.4k Genre/ContentTags: Not Safe For Worms - threesome, group sex, petname of choice is princess, afab female reader, she/her pronouns used, finger sucking, deepthroating, throat fucking, vaginal fingering, cunnilingus, pussy eating, oral sex, spit roasting, nipple play, tiddy smacking, spit roasting kind of, cum eating, like multiple instances of it, all on koko’s part, no fisting but we do get up to 4 fingies here, double handjob, just bros being homies stroking each other’s dicks at the same time, double penetration (same hole), creampie, multiple creampies actually, fluff near the end, lots of hints at poly dynamics

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**MINORS DNI || 18+ ONLY**

Summary: Just another typical evening for anyone romantically or sexually involved with Hajime Kokonoi and/or Seishu Inui.

In the final timeline, you and Koko are in an established relationship. You both also happen to have it bad for Inupi. How many times do you have to call him over after work for him to take the hint?

A/N: Welp. Here's the fic I've been sitting on since May. I bit the bullet and edited it myself. As much as I've gone back and forth with myself on this one, I am quite proud of it, but maybe that's just because so many of my biggest kinks are in here. 

Bone Apple Teeth, my friends. I hope it was worth the wait.

The nights when your boyfriend wasn’t stuck at the office late were always your favorites. It meant extra time to spend alone together – or with friends.  

Koko and Inupi had been practically inseparable since childhood, something that made itself well evident when they were in a room together. But ever since you and Koko had gotten romantically involved, Inupi would be more reserved, unless placed in the right situation.

At first it had started as a one-time thing. Inupi had managed to drag the two of you out to the motor shop before a TK&KO event so he could show off his latest restoration. You had to admit, it was indeed a sick-looking bike, and how could you turn him down when he offered a ride?

Koko thought you were insane for getting on that thing with Inupi, especially in the gown he’d gotten for you to wear tonight. He changed his tune when you came back from your lap around the block, looking at how pretty you looked with your arms wrapped around Inupi like that, and how sexy it was when you took off the helmet and shook out your hair.

“You next, Koko?” Inupi asked.

“No chance in hell. Besides, we have somewhere to be,” Koko protested.

“Aw, but Hajime, you’d look so cool,” you pouted at him. Curse you for knowing his weakness.

“We’re late enough as it is.”

“Bet I can get you there faster,” said Inupi, joining in your peer-pressuring.

Koko sighed.

“Fine. But you are going in the car. We don’t need three people on this death trap.”

Koko’s driver tailed behind them, and you watched as they zipped through traffic. You could tell without looking very closely that Koko was clinging onto Inupi for dear life. If you listened hard enough, you just might have even been able to hear him screaming.

But when you met them at your destination, there was a look in Koko’s eyes you couldn’t quite place. Something wild and energetic in a way that you didn’t often see from him. He was clearly still catching his breath, but he felt so alive. He was too old for this adrenaline junkie shit, he would tell himself, and if anything, the bodily reaction it had in him was proof.

Somewhere in the midst of it all, he’d kissed Inupi. He was shocked, not knowing what had come over him, and looked at you frantically and apologetically. For whatever reason, it hadn’t even fazed you. If anything, it made you want to try it too.

One thing led to another, and needless to say, you missed the party that night.

And ever since that night, everything just felt more right, more complete when Inupi was in the mix.

Koko had been worried that you’d feel like he was pressuring you into a dynamic you hadn’t signed up for, but on the contrary, Inupi undeniably brought something special to the relationship that you hadn’t even realized was missing until him being there opened your eyes. Koko’s mind was put at ease once you started asking to invite Inupi over as well.

And that was how you wound up with nights like these.

It all started with, “…what time does Seishu get done at the shop?” and a text message sent at 9 PM sharp.

Inupi didn’t take long at all arriving at your place, and the next thing you knew, the three of you were in the bedroom, fully nude.

It was all a blur, really, and all your mind registered was the cool air of the room against your bare chest, the plush bed beneath you – the edge of which your head hung back over – and the pairs of hands exploring your body. You could feel Koko’s adoring gaze on you as his fingers, gentle as ever, danced along your collarbone, up your neck, and tracing your jawline before arriving at their destination, thumbing over your lips. Eagerly, you took his thumb into your mouth, sloppily wrapping your tongue around it. He gave an approving hum before pressing down on your tongue, guiding you to open your mouth wider for him.  

“It’s alright, princess. Relax for me, yeah?” he said soothingly.

You nodded.

Relaxing was easier said than done, however, especially when the other set of hands in the mix were busying themselves toying with your pussy. Inupi was always careful with you initially – after all, you were Koko’s girl, he was worried he’d overstep some boundary. Generally speaking, he’d gotten bolder the more often you three had nights like this, he still was always frustratingly gentle at the start.

As Koko brought the ruddy tip of his cock to your lips, already dribbling precum, you gave him a few kitten licks and a soft kiss before wrapping your mouth around it. You shut your eyes and took in as much air as you could through your nose, letting the tension leave your shoulders, neck, and jaw while he slowly worked his cock further into your mouth.

“Good,” Koko purred, smoothly thrusting into your mouth, slightly deeper each time.

You knew he was more concerned than you were when it came to using your mouth for his own pleasure. He was well aware that he had a tendency to lose control when your pretty lips were wrapped around his cock so nicely and your throat so invitingly drew him in. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt you by being too rough.

It would fit, though. You knew it would. You’d done it before, and you’d do it again, and Koko trusted that you’d let him know if he needed to stop. But no matter how much you choked, you weren’t tapping out any time soon.

As Koko worked on retraining your throat, Inupi was laying between your legs, with his soft, blonde hair tied back in a low ponytail as he rested his cheek on your thigh while his fingers stroked your labia, his calloused fingertips just missing your entrance with each motion. The anticipation was killing you. You could practically sense the little smile on his face when he began peppering gentle pecks along your inner thigh as he finally sank a finger into you.

You whined, or at least you tried to, and Koko put a hand on your neck when you did, sighing at the sensation of your throat tightening around him, finally fully sheathing himself. He was trying to breath as deeply and steadily as he could, but, fuck, you felt like a dream.

“Still doing okay down there?”

You nodded. Kind of.

“Is Inupi going too slow again?” he teased, making eye contact with Inupi and sticking his tongue out, in signature fashion.

You nodded again, making some sort of noise of agreement.

“Well, excuse me for being cautious,” said Inupi, promptly adding a second finger to your needy cunt, already aching for more.

Koko smoothed his thumb over your neck as whatever sound you tried to make died upon meeting the blockage that was his dick in your throat. He pushed in harder, his pelvis pressing against your chin, and held you there for a moment before pulling back, and slowly repeating the motion. You took him so smoothly he wasn’t worried you’d have trouble with him picking up the pace. He grabbed your hand, guiding you to brace yourself in holding onto his leg, and began working up to his usual bruising pace.

As Koko picked up speed, Inupi’s teasing pecks up your thighs turned to open-mouthed kisses leading closer and closer to where his fingers were hard at work stroking your pliant walls.

Before he let himself taste the nectar directly from its source, he withdrew his digits, bringing them to his lips for a taste. You heard the slurp as he pulled them out of his mouth, and it sent a shiver through your body. Hiking either of your thighs over his shoulders, Inupi finally let himself indulge in the taste of you, lapping at your dripping pussy, taking delight in the fruit of his own labor. He then plunged his tongue into you, earning him the tight embrace of your thighs around his ears and an attempted squeal. Koko groaned at the sudden constriction around his cock.

“Inupi, whatever – fuck – whatever you’re doing, keep it up.”

Inupi swirls his tongue around the inside of your hole the best that he can before dragging in up to your clit, latching on and sucking roughly as his fingers dip into you once again. His hands were those of a skilled mechanic, and oh, did he know how to make your engine purr.

Your moans were music to both Inupi’s and Koko’s ears, the latter for more than one reason – the vibrations from each sound you made that inevitable turned into you choking on his cock were driving him up the wall. Both his hands now found purchase on your neck, where he could feel the way his shaft distended your esophagus. Through hisses and groans, Koko continued to abuse your poor throat. Your free hand went to Inupi’s hair, gripping firmly at the roots of his golden locks as he continued to play with your pussy.

Inupi stroked himself to the rhythm of Koko’s thrusting into your mouth, content to just enjoy the taste of you – or so he thought. The wet sounds of you taking his best friend so well and the way your cunt gripped his fingers was starting to get to him. He wanted, no, needed more.

He gave your clit one final messy swirl, wrapped his lips around it, and pulled away with a pop. Inupi removed your legs that had draped over his shoulders and rose to his knees. You whined at his absence, still wanting more from him.

“ Koko,” Inupi groaned in an attempt to get the other’s attention.

Koko tore his ravenous stare away from your lips and met Inupi’s gaze, who was kneeling with your legs on either side of him, stroking his cock, pleading with his eyes, practically begging for permission to slip it into your inviting cunt.

Koko, who hadn’t stopped fucking your throat for even a second, smirked knowingly.

“Hmm? If you want something, you’ll have to ask her,” Koko chuckled, suddenly removing himself fully from your mouth.

Carefully, he propped you up for a moment to assess the situation. Dazed, you saw Inupi’s slim frame knelt before you, looking at you hungrily, and the pretty pink tip of his cock that looked desperate for stimulation. You swallowed hard at the thought of it inside you in place of his fingers.

Koko’s gentle hand rested between your shoulder blades.

“Inupi wants to ask you something, princess. Don’t you, Inupi?” he teased.

Inupi’s cheeks flushed as he tried to get the words out.

“Is it okay with you if I –” Inupi stammered. “ I mean, am I allowed to put – can I –“

You cut him off, nodding with an enthusiastic “mhm!” and reaching for his hand. You smoothed your thumb over his rough knuckles and smiled softly at him. “You’re part of this too, Seishu,” you reassured through an already-raspy voice.

Inupi looked at both of you dumbfounded, and Koko chuckled.

“Well, you heard the lady. Get to it, Inupi,” he said, laying you back down in position, letting you stroke his dick and give him a few kisses before lining back up with your lips and slipping back into the comfortable warmth of your tight throat once again, his hands resuming their position.

With one arm hooked under your plush thigh, Inupi aligned himself with your entrance, slowly sinking into you with ease. You squirmed as your fluttering walls adjusted to the feeling of Inupi’s cock. Not that he hadn’t prepped you well, just that he felt so different compared to Koko – Inupi was shorter, but thicker, and curved slightly up and to the left. Your eyes scrunched shut and your brows furrowed as you bucked your hips against him, your moans catching in your throat.

The two of them began to pick up speed, leaving you trapped between them, delighting in being used by them. You could tell Koko must be close by the ruthlessness with which he was slamming into you, brutalizing the back of your throat, rasping out curses under his breath. Keeping one hand on your neck, he reached for your bouncing tits, earning a squeak out of you as he alternated between roughly groping the tender flesh and plucking at your nipple.

“Don’t – hah – don’t be shy, Inupi. Help yourself,” he said brokenly and breathlessly, giving your breast a playful slap that echoed through the room.

Inupi shifted, pressing your thighs up slightly so he could lean over you, his breath hot against your chest. Koko chuckled, pinching your nipple yet again.

“Open wide,” he lilted, holding your breast in offering to Inupi, who was quick to take your sensitive, swollen nipple between his teeth and tug. He continued suckling, massaging your other tit whilst pounding into your cunt with evenly paced, deep thrusts that were punishing in their own regard. His dexterous fingers toyed with your clit, gently stroking it between his middle and index finger and then giving it a swirling motion that he knew you liked, reaffirmed by the way your walls squeezed around him. Inupi let out a muffled groan, continuing to rub at your clit while you writhed beneath him. He could tell from the way your thighs twitched and your cunt was beginning to spasm that all you needed was one more push over the edge.

At the same time, Koko’s breath quickened as he drilled rapidly into your throat. He was so, so close, and the vibrations of the noises Inupi had you making were going to drive him mad.

You were the first domino to topple, with Inupi’s gentle swirls turning to quick, tight circles that had tears stinging the corners of your eyes. You could do nothing but let the tightly-wound coil in your belly snap, the resulting orgasm rippling through your body. You thought that somewhere through the haze of it all, you could hear Inupi gasping, saying something about it being so tight.

That was all lost in an instant, though, when before you even had a chance to try making noise, you were cut off by a sudden onslaught of Koko’s thrusts and a sharp string of curses as rope after rope of his hot cum began shooting down your throat. He pressed close against you, his head thrown back and chest heaving as he let your throat milk him dry.

Inupi drank in the sight before him and kept plowing, letting your clenching walls bring him closer and closer to his own release, watching the way Koko’s body glistened with sweat and his mouth hung agape as he thrust into your mouth once, twice, thrice more before pulling out and letting the remnants of his release trickle out the corners of your mouth. It was all too much for Inupi to handle, and before he knew it, he was pressing his forehead to your collarbone, filling you to the brim with his seed through choked moans.

Koko sat himself at the foot of the mattress, pulling you up so you could rest in his lap. He swiped his thumb over the corner of your mouth, gathering the remnants of his release, bringing it to his own lips and licking it clean. Through your blurred vision, the way the light shone behind him looked almost like a halo. He looked almost angelic – that was, however, until he stuck his tongue out at you, showing you what you’d failed to dispose of, and swallowed it down. Well, you supposed he wouldn’t be your Koko if he didn’t exist somewhere between the planes of being a little shit and a sweetheart. With half-lidded eyes, you smiled softly at him, leaning into his touch as he wove his fingers through your hair, giving you gentle praises while Inupi rode out his orgasm.

Except he didn’t stop there.

You could feel it – Inupi was still as hard as he had been when he first entered you, and neither Koko nor you were going to stop him. He kept his face buried between your tits, pounding just as consistently as he had before.

Amused, Koko watched as Inupi still needily drilled into your cunt, his previous release already spilling out of you and making a ring around the base of Inupi’s cock. Quite a lewd scene to behold, if he did say so himself, and his own cock was already beginning to stir once more. Koko reached for the forgotten bottle of lubricant that had gotten lost in the sheets earlier, squeezing a dollop into his palm, and began stroking himself with his free hand.

You didn’t realize that he, too, was fully erect yet again until he reached over you and smeared some of the lubricant onto your sore clit, and said to Inupi, “Better make room for me too.”

Both you and Inupi looked up at Koko, wearing that ever-present mischievous smile of his, watching as his long, elegant fingers teasingly wrapped around his cock.

Inupi sat up on his knees again, pulling out of you. You shuddered at the sudden emptiness and lack of his body heat on top of you.

“What exactly are you suggesting, Koko?” he asked.

Koko, who only half thought Inupi would agree to this, had a sparkle in his eye and a Cheshire grin spreading across his face. “I think you know exactly what I’m suggesting.” He looked at you, brushing your hair out of your face. “Whaddaya say, princess? Think you can handle both of us at once?” he asked, his fingers trailing toward your empty cunt.

You swallowed and nodded. “But….same….place, okay?”

“You’re going to have to be more specific, love.”

The blood rushed to your cheeks. You could hardly maintain eye contact while making such a request.

“I mean…it’s stretchier that way, isn’t it? I don’t…I’ve never…tried the back way…rather just stick to what’s familiar, y’know…” you mumbled, looking away. 

Koko nodded reassuringly, understanding just what you meant. With a kiss to the top of your head, he shimmied his way out from under you and rose to his knees. “Well, Inupi, you heard her. What the lady wants, the lady gets.”

“She’ll need more prep if we’re both gonna fit,” Inupi replied.

“Leave that to me.” Tossing him the bottle of lube, Koko took Inupi’s seat between your legs. He looked into your eyes, searching for any sign of uncertainty before the three of you went forward with this, but there was none to be detected. He leaned in, touching his forehead to yours, cradling you gingerly before asking, “You sure you wanna do this?”

You reached for him, cupping his jaw as you nodded. “I do.”

That was all he needed to hear. He closed the distance between you, his soft lips pressed tenderly to yours for a brief moment. The sweetness was gone again when he dove back in for a second time, his kiss stingier than it had been seconds ago. He kissed you like he intended to devour you, biting into your bottom lip and dragging it as he pulled back, trailing kisses, licks, and bites down from the side of your neck to your torso, and finally down to where Inupi’s face had been.

His fingers traced over your entrance as he examined you, looking up to meet your eyes and then back down.

“Inupi really made a mess of you, didn’t he?” he chuckled, slipping his index and middle fingers into your pussy, scissoring them and watching as more of Inupi’s cum dribbled out of you. You whimpered in response, your head rolling to the side so you wouldn’t have to see.

“Hey now, eyes on me. You wanted this, remember?”

You forced yourself to look down at him as he worked a third finger into your cunt, squirming as he curled them up inside you and stroking your sensitive walls.

“ Good. Now, watch closely,” he said in that honeyed tone of his that warned you he had something devious in mind.

Slowly, he dragged his tongue through your folds, Inupi’s release collecting on his tongue, until he reached your clit with a light flick. He had that devilish look in his eyes as he showed you his tongue with an exaggerated bleh, all before gulping it down and proudly revealing to you his now-empty mouth like a magician pulling off a vanishing act, the way your walls clenched around his fingers at the sight only serving as fuel to his ego.

He smirked before diving back in, feasting on the combined taste of both you and Inupi while carefully stretching you with his fingers. A particular curl of his fingers earned him a gasp from you and an iron grip on his roots as you involuntarily bucked your hips against him. In response, he gave your clit a particularly long, hard suck that he released with a pop before continuing to trace patterns over it with his tongue.

“Koko, stop being a showoff,” Inupi interrupted.

“Don’t act like you aren’t enjoying this too,” Koko fired back, drawing your attention to the way Inupi liberally coated his dick in lubricant, eyes trained on the two of you. “Whatever, we’re almost ready anyway. Pass that here.”

Inupi gave him the bottle of lube, and Koko poured a generous amount into his hand before working it into you. It was your favorite, too, the one that had a pleasant tingle to it. Your walls relaxed around Koko’s fingers with ease, and with that, he slid his pinkie finger in with the other three. You hissed at the slight resistance, but fought your body’s instinct to tense up, letting Koko stretch his fingers this way and that.

He watched you carefully, studying your reactions to his movements to be sure you were fully comfortable like this before he and Inupi proceeded. And when you were good and ready, he withdrew his fingers and rose to his knees.

“Might be best if we go in at the same time, don’t you think, Inupi?”

Inupi nodded, humming in agreement.

They shifted, each of them kneeling with one of the other’s knees between their own. Inupi took both his and Koko’s cocks in his hand, unable to close his fingers around both of them together, spreading the lubricant the best that he could. Koko groaned, his hands on either side of Inupi’s head as he pressed their foreheads together, as he bucked into Inupi’s calloused hand. Inupi gave their cocks a squeeze, dragging his palm up and over their tips, and Koko gasped, pulling Inupi in for a heated kiss and moaning into his mouth.

Both of them could have finished like that, in each other’s embrace with your eyes on them, but, no, there were other matters to tend to. They broke their lip lock, both of their mouths gone dry, and turned to you.

Inupi laid back on the bed while Koko pulled you over. He situated himself between Inupi’s knees, guiding you to straddle Inupi as well.

“This’ll work better if you’re facing Inupi,” Koko said, brushing your hair to one side and kissing up your shoulder to your neck. “That’s okay, yeah?” he asked between kisses.

You took in how breathtaking Inupi looked beneath you – the moonlight trickling in and dancing over the smooth ivory of his chest, his hair messily sprawled out on the pillow, hair tie long discarded, and the hungry glow in his green eyes, watching you with anticipation.

You nodded.

Koko smiled, nipping at your shoulder.

“Good. Don’t think you need to see me from many more angles tonight anyway.”

Inupi took hold of their cocks again, lining up with your entrance while Koko spread your folds, resting his free hand on your hip to guide you down. You braced yourself with palms splayed on Inupi’s chest as you lowered yourself.

As soon as their tips breached your entrance, you winced. They were slow and careful, but the stretch was nothing Koko’s fingers could have fully prepared you for.

“Say the word and we’ll stop,” said Inupi, seeing the strained look on your face as you struggled to adjust.

You shook your head. “’m fine. It’s just…a lot,” you panted.

Inupi offered you his free hand, which you grasped firmly as you closed your eyes and took deep breaths. The pressure was overwhelming, but you relaxed, allowing gravity to be your guide as you let yourself sink down on them further. Koko snaked an arm up your torso, pressing your back to his chest. He panted, his breath hot on your neck. Both he and Inupi were struggling as well, the warm, wet confines of your cunt adding an amount of friction and tightness neither of them could have even fathomed until then.

It took patience, but eventually they were both fully seated inside you, and you could breathe, adjusting to the fullness. Your free hand took hold of Koko’s arm that still clutched you tightly against him, giving both his wrist and Inupi’s hand a reassuring squeeze. Inupi’s breathing was heavy. He raised his forearm to his glistening brow, wiping at the beads of sweat that were barely beginning to form.

Koko was the first to move, pulling back slightly and hissing at the friction, and pushing back in even slower. You whimpered, your quivering pussy clenching around them at even the slightest of movements.

“ Fuck, Inupi,” Koko rasped. “You feel that?” He repeated this motion several times, each thrust as slow and cautious as the previous. Koko guided your body, and you followed suit, small moans spilling from your lips with each attempt at rolling your hips.

Inupi’s hips bucked into you, and Koko’s breath hitched with a smile. And so, they continued like this, the pace of their thrusts alternating by half a beat, taking pleasure in the friction they provided for each other within your quivering walls. They gradually picked up speed and intensity, and the room came alive with a cacophony of strained moans and wet smacks.

Before you realized it, Koko had his arms hooked under your thighs and both he and Inupi were fucking into you feverishly, chasing their highs together.

“Inupi – hah – you feel amazing,” Koko said, struggling to form a full sentence. “We should – hah – do this…more often.”

Inupi managed to muster up a positive-sounding grunt in response.

Koko’s hand came to your neck once again, pinching under your jaw and turning your chin toward his face. “And you, princess,” he breathed, “you feel fucking fantastic. Look at that.” He turned you to look at Inupi’s flushed face and the dazed look in his eyes as he thrusted his hips up to meet yours. “Y’see what you do to us?”

Koko mouthed along the side of your neck and his hand trailed down to your clit, rolling it between the pads of his fingertips and swirling over it in a figure eight pattern that had you gripping down tight around the both of them.

“… close,” Inupi breathed, barely audibly.

Koko cocked his head. “What was that?”

“Gonna – hah – cum soon,” Inupi repeated, his voice trembling and raspy.

“Well, then,” Koko said, positioning his hands on your thighs. You could practically hear his grin. “Let’s finish this, shall we?” And with that, he pulled your legs out from under you, pressing you chest to chest with Inupi as he leaned over the top of you, drilling into your pussy.

Your hands once again found stability resting on Inupi’s chest, and you looked up at him, both of you with that lust-clouded haze in your eyes. You found yourself glancing down at his pale pink lips, his mouth sitting slightly agape, unintentionally licking your own lips at the sight.

“Princess, you know you can kiss him if you wanna,” Koko said teasingly between thrusts. “He’d love that, wouldn’t you, Inupi?”

You and Inupi looked at each other, the tension palpable and your minds in a fog. And before you had a second to think, your lips were crashing against his. He let out a surprised noise that morphed into a moan as you slammed your hips back against his and Koko’s cocks.

“ Shit,” Koko cursed as he continued pounding into you at a brutal pace, practically crushing you between himself and Inupi. He managed to snake his hand back to your clit, with a fervid determination to make you cum before either of them. He drew his fingers in quick, tight circles that had you squealing, bucking into his touch in search of more, more, more until you finally cascaded over the edge, tremors shaking through your body as a wave of pleasure unmatched by any you’d known before washed over you.

Koko and Inupi followed soon after while your cunt was still spasming around them, with Koko peppering the nape of your neck with kisses as he rode out his release and Inupi gripping tightly onto your thigh as his hot cum spilled into you for the second time tonight.

The three of you stayed there, utterly spent and unsure of your abilities to move, for what felt like an eternity before Koko got up, apprehensive to move, knowing the mess that was about to be made on your sheets, but pulled himself up nonetheless. You whined as he pulled his body heat away from you, and shuddered when you felt his dick exit your body with an obscene squelch. Inupi, also pulling out of you, gathered you in his arms and held you farther up his torso, in hopes of minimizing the mess while Koko ran to grab some towels.

When Koko returned mere moment later, he found you fast asleep in Inupi’s arms, with him gently rubbing the middle of your back. He paused, leaning in the doorway, admiring how cute you looked asleep on Inupi, quietly wishing to himself that more evenings could end like this. He would have stood there watching longer if not for Inupi catching him standing there staring instead of bringing over the damn towel.

Koko laid out the first towel beside Inupi, who carefully rolled you over onto your back before taking the second one to clean up the mess all over his abdomen.

“Ah-ah, wait,” Koko halted him, dragging his index and middle finger along Inupi’s stomach, collecting their combined release and sampling it.

“Just as I thought,” he said through a sly smile. “Better together.”

Inupi, flustered, but unwilling to show it, turned his face away. “You and that disgusting habit,” he fired back.

“You’re just saying that because you want a taste too but won’t admit it,” Koko said, playfully sticking his tongue out.

Inupi ignored him, turning instead to you, doing his best to clean you without waking you up. He found himself charmed, however, by your cute mewls as he delicately blotted the damp end of the towel around your sensitive lower body. Meanwhile, Koko rummaged through the closet, finding one of the big shirts you liked to sleep in. He brought it over, and the two of them carefully slid it over your head, got rid of the messy towels, and wrapped you in the softest blanket they could find. Inupi gently tucked the edges under you, and when he thought Koko wasn’t looking, kissed the top of your head.

But Koko saw. And he knew.

He knew that the feelings between himself and Inupi would never go away, and he knew that Inupi felt the same about you, and that you felt the same about the both of them. He knew that Inupi should just move in with the two of you already, and that he didn’t need to hide his feelings behind some preconceived, old-fashioned notion that you couldn’t all just love each other.

 Maybe Inupi would say yes one of these days. Koko didn’t know what else he could do to convince him.

He sighed, tossing Inupi the pair of sweatpants he’d dug out for him.

“C’mon. Let’s let her rest.”

Inupi got up to go change in the bathroom, but was stopped by Koko at the door, grabbing his hand, brushing his thumb over Inupi’s knuckles. Inupi looked at him curiously, to which Koko responded by gingerly pressing their lips together. It was a sincere, heartfelt kiss, one that Koko hoped felt different than before. One that told Inupi he was loved and always welcome here.

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