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rosedom · 2 months

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HELLO AGAINNN Tis i, Lyne- No im not Lyney but ✨anon lol here to give you more ideas ✨

Fucking Cyno in the desert, in an eremite tent at a eremite camp you both had just cleared out a few minutes ago, just, literally fucking him and covering his mouth to muffle his sounds so it wont attract any other monsters. Him begging for you to go faster because he's so close to cumming <3 Sadly, that is all i have for today, have a good day and i love ya! -✨anon (Yes i have now claimed the title of ✨anon and theres nothing you could do abt it sorry <3)

"in an open match, 【 ✨ 】 has invited CYNO to play . . . it's fucking in-tents

✦ㅤㅤ 【 CW 】 dom!top!amab!reader, sub!bottom!ftm!cyno, PIV sex, covering his mouth, semi-public (no getting caught), praise, dirty talk, creaming & creampie, post-coitus puns .

A/N : this fic is an apology for the spam of my new masterlists ,, i am so so sorry ><

"do you want to watch, [PLAYER]? press KEEP READING to spectate the match."

He's so hard.

Cyno's so fucking hard, and it's all for you.

He can't help but whine, loud and stark in the stilling desert. It's still now, cleared from eremites; but in the distance, you both know another camp awaits. Even closer, there's hilichurls.

You're tempted, too, to fuck him in a hilichurl's outpost—maybe even a watchtower, his body bared to the sky and the sands of the desert.

(You wouldn't, of course. You're far too possessive of that which is yours.

But it doesn't hurt to tease at the idea, is all.)

"Quiet, baby," you murmur, slowing down your thrusts 'til they drag at a tent tortoise's pace. His cunt squeezes around you in reply.

"We don't want some hilichurls to hear us, do you, Cy? " He shakes his head vehemently, leaning down to press his forehead into the soft—albeit rather sandy—blanket that the eremites had left behind.

This is their home, after all; the home—the camp—that strangers slept in only hours ago, now used to fuck the General Mahamatra in.

How ironic. You think, though, that the eremites wouldn't really mind. (Hopefully.)

"'m—" he cries, cut off by the nudge of your cockhead right against the overly sensitive bump of his g-spot, soft and spongy n' deep inside his pretty lil' cunt.

You coo in reply, pressed right into his blushing ear "What, sweet thing? You're doing so good for me." You wrap your hands around his middle, palms against his rippling abdomen and teasing at the happy trail that dips to his cock.

"I—I think 'm close," he mumbles, moans; grumbles, groans. Cyno arches so prettily beneath you, and you're quick to follow the curve of his back, pressing front to back to him as you are. Small lil' mewls spill out of him, each sound beautiful to your ears—yet so, too, could they be to a monster's.

So, with a gentle grind and a rather sudden halt in your thrusts, you slide the hand you had kept wrapped around his stomach—the one not resting above his mons, keeping him perfectly in place for you—up to his throat, past his jaw, right to his lips.

Cyno positively whines when your hand clasps—snug but not tight, not rough at all—across his mouth. He huffs hotly into your palm, but he's muffled, then, when he cries out again at the next thrust of your hips.

"Keep quiet for me," you groan—muted, of course, because you are not a hypocrite. The sound of your heavy breaths, of Cyno's quiet moans: they won't carry out into the desert, beyond the hanging fabric of the eremite's tent.

This time, he nods, all shaky n' weak. His cunt clenches tight around you, wet and slick and delicious on your cock. It is divine, even with sand itching at both of your legs.

You tell him such. "God, Cyno," you say, groaning low into his sensitive ear. "You feel perfect, all f'r me.

"I almost—" you pause, a satisfied moan of your own crawling from your chest. "I almost wish they stayed to watch. It'd give me a chance to show 'em how pretty you are, yeah? The fearsome General Mahamatra, whimpering and cumming all over my cock."

True to your word, he whimpers. You grin. "That's right, baby. They'd wanna join in, too—I wouldn't let them, of course. You're all mine, aren't'cha?"

"Mhm! Mhm!" His frantic nods almost dislodge your hand, forces you to hold his face a bit tighter. He moans, tonguing at the minute gap of your fingers.

"Easy, sweetheart, easy," you murmur, pulling him closer to you, pulling him closer to your cock. "Still close?" He keeps nodding. "Good, good. Cum whenever you wanna, Cy; cum whenever you want."

He holds you true to that promise, moaning and licking sloppy-like across your fingers in a desperate bid to ground himself, to keep him quiet in the orgasm running through his veins. His cunt creams around you, a milky-white at the base of your cock drip-dripping to the blankets below—just the way you wanted.

"God—" you groan, splaying your hand across his navel, away from his cock, "Just—just a lil' while longer, baby. Look at you, creaming all over yourself. Gonna be leavin' them eremites a pretty surprise, hm? Comin' back h-home, proof of us here, our claim here, my claim on you—" And just like that, you tumble over your own edge.

Cyno makes a weak sound—halfway between a mewl and a whine and a whimper all the same—, cunt milking you in gentle undulations. You fill him right on up, right to the brim, sticky cum spilling out between his hole and your cock.

It's so, so beautiful; the contrast of his dark skin against the opaque white of his and your cum both is absolutely tantalizing.

With a huff, you drop your hand covering his mouth to the mess on the blanket. He coughs, once, licking at his lips when you capture the cum on your fingertips.

"We made a mess," you mumble, the stuff sticky between your fingers; you then take hold of his hips with both hands, dragging yourself out of his cunt. He flops to the blanket and immediately leaks, just slightly but enough—enough to dribble to the blanket. "Not so hot, now."

Breathless, Cyno laughs. "Nah," he mumbles, rolling to his back and smiling up at you—God, he's so pretty. He's all bright scarlet eyes and ruddy cheeks, and you simply can't resist finger-brushing though his tangled hair. Then, rather suddenly, he sits up, alarm in his eyes. "Hey."

You raise a brow. "What's—" he reaches up to cover your mouth.

"Did you have a license?"

"What?"

At your confusion, he only grins. "A license to cum in me. A spermit."

High off your orgasm—floating in post-coitus bliss—, you laugh. You fucking laugh, and you know you're encouraging him; but you find you don't really mind—not when you so adore this little dork of yours.

And when he giggles beneath you, too, you're taken by him even more, his antics and all. This Cyno is your Cyno, even if you're not at your home.

(He'll insist you bring the blanket; he will claim, as you're hauling it back with the satchel full of contraband, of those knowledge capsules you've come to detest, that this is your first walk as a family.

You, no longer post-coitus, will wallop him for it.)

i went through several websites for cum-related puns . . . i cannot do him any justice. he's so funny, unironically (not in this fic but. in the game !) i hope hope hope this fulfills ur imagination, anon !!

20 FEB. 2024, @rosedom, rosey .

#ㅤ✦【 ASKS 】#【 ✨ 】#the title is another pun . i apologize .#(in-tents . . . intense . . .)#sub cyno #cyno x reader #sub genshin #genshin x reader #top reader #amab reader #dom reader #genshin smut #trans smut #yeah . .

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medium-rare-bimbo · 9 months

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Piss kink with billy Hargrove

Mean billy x crybaby reader

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MINORS DNI

May contain Dubcon, humiliation, piss obviously

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♡ you were driving back from a party one town over, you hadnt drank much alcohol sticking to your giant cup of whatever fruity drink you had, constantly refilling it so you hand your hands full

♡ you had needed to pee a couple of houses back but was sure you could hold it, however when billy was constantly hitting the bumps in the road causing your bladder to jolt making the ache worse

♡ half way down a deserted road you were pressing your thighs together with so much force that you were frozen still to the seat whimpering every time the car shifted

♡ billy wasnt and idiot, not in the slightest, he knew the clenching of your thighs wasnt from arousal he was good, but he wasnt that good. He purposefully swerved for the bumps and holes in the road as soon as he saw the furrow of your brow and the squeezing of you legs indicating that you needed to pee

♡ you would occasionally glance at him hoping he would ask what was wrong so you wouldnt have to blurt out your needs, working up the confidence to speak, with watering eyes and heated cheeks you pathetically whispered out "billy I need to pee..."

♡ "What d'ya say? couldn't hear you" knowing full well he did of course he wasnt going to admit that to you, seeing you wiggle in discomfort was so much better then letting you say things without being embarrassed

- "i-.. I need to pee.."

♡ he barked out a mocking laugh "you need to pee? Really? Why didnt you do before we left? I told you to go before we got in the car"

"I-I tried to go but I couldnt-"

"You tried? So you didnt go? God women- you're gonna have to hold it I'm not pulling over theres no bathrooms until we get back to Hawkins -"

"But billy I need to go now! I'm not gonna be able to hold it for that long"

♡ your voice was shaking and your lips were wobbling as your tears started to fall as you tried to convince him to find somewhere to let you relieve yourself

"Wh-what if I pee myself-"

♡ he grabbed you by the neck at tilted your face with gritted teeth he growled out

"You piss on my seat I'm leaving you out here to fend for yourself ya hear me?"

"No billy please! I just want to pee please dont leave me"

♡ at this point you were sobbing your full bladder and thoughts of Billy abandoning you in the middle of a road where hardly anyone came by was becoming too much. He suddenly stopped the car, pulling over to the side of the road getting out and storming his way over to your side and opening the car door before removing your seat belt and pulling you out.

♡ "if you want to piss so badly do it now"

"W-what-"

"You heard me, you either piss now or do it in the car"

"But its embarrassing Billy- I- i dont want to pee on the floor-"

♡ your tears increased as you spoke, your voice sounding like a whiny crybaby. Billy grabbed your shoulders and pushed you down so you were squatting

"Piss."

"I need to take of my underwear a-and my shoes- t-they'll get all wet and gross-"

" jesus you're so high maintenance" He pushed you on your back pulling your shoes off, throwing them into the car "Just pull them to the side for God sake, you wanted to piss so bad, now piss"

♡ he sat in your seat staring down at you as you looked up at him sobbing mess with your hand between your thighs pushing your underwear to the side giving him a small glance at your cunt, The other holding on to his car while you tried to balance yourself

"Billy.. cant go if you're watching i-'is dirty"

"Suck it up You either go now or never"

♡ you let out a whimper and looked away to humiliated for him to see your face however his eyes were no where near your face rather glued to your pussy as it started to release the thing you've been desperately holding In

♡ your pussy fluttered as you finally got release you whined and whimpered as you hear him let out a groan, the liquid spreading over the floor and soaking into the ground aswell as your socks you tried to shuffle out the way to avoid it but your efforts were useless as you almost fell back into your mess (which billy chuckled at)

♡ a car drove passed making you squeal with embarrassment, your chest stuttering as you tried to calm yourself praying they didnt see you. what felt like an eternity you finally finished you gave a few squirts of piss trying to get all of it out, some of it dribbling down your thighs. You looked up at him, you hadnt stopped crying since he pulled you out of the car, he looked down at you, his hand resting on his bulge.

"What? You went now get in the car but take your socks off I'm not having your piss covered feet in my car"

"I- I need a napkin billy I'm all gross"

♡ he rolled his eyes smirking down af you before leaning down

"Too bad, shouldnt have used all of the ones we had to do your make up"

His condescending tone making you cry even more as you asked him to try and find something

♡ he huffed and pulled you to your feet peeling off your socks and making you lie back on the seat

"Billy what are you doing-"

"Shut up"

♡ he pulled your underwear back to the side and put his mouth over you now soaked pussy he cleaned up the remnants of your piss making sure you were all "clean" so you wouldnt complain. The only noises heard were your sniffles, whimpers and Billy's slurping.

♡ he sat up and slapped your thigh before wiping his mouth with his sleeve, he pulled you into a kiss which you tried to back out off, disgusted, but unfortunately for you he kept you in place. He shut your door and got back into the car, the silence was overwhelming and you werent sure how to respond or act after experiencing what you just did.

"Just so you know I'm going to ruin that ass when we get home, we're going to be home late because of you"

#billy hargrove x reader #stranger things x reader #billy hargrove smut #billy x reader #tw: piss kink

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libraford · 7 months

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Sometimes, I forget how good of a photographer I am.

I'm doing sports candids at a high school. School is in the middle of nowhere. There is no cell reception. Its homecoming. Theres a million cameras.

Its middle of the second period and I see a professional looking photographer struggling with her camera. There are two dudes nearby also struggling, same uniform. But I know that look of desperation because I've been there. Guy 1 is fussing with video camera. Guy 2 is on the phone, but like I said- theres no cell service here.

"Are you having trouble?"

"Oh my god, do you know cameras?"

"Take a picture, show me what it looks like."

She takes a picture, shows it to me. Its blown out and blurry.

"It has to be on the sports setting because I'm shooting sports. But I cant get it to work right. This thing is old and busted."

"Shutter speed too low, looks like 1/60."

"What?"

"Can I fiddle with it?"

Mind you, theres a whole football game happening in front of us. The videographer and the guy on the phone are watching me very closely.

It's a different camera than mine, but it's the same brand.

"I'm putting you on manual, but you have to trust me."

"I... dont have a choice. Everything is malfunctioning."

I put it on manual, fast shutter speed, high ISO. Take a shot, dont like it, fiddle with it again. Take a shot, hand it back.

"Try it."

She takes a shot. "Its a little blurry."

"Bump up the shutter speed to 1/300. It will be darker, so the ISO goes up, too."

She does this. "Holy shit, I've never taken photos like this before! These are better than anything I've ever done! Thank you! You just saved all our asses."

"Congrats, you're now shooting in manual- you have full control of how light enters the sensor in your camera. And that makes you a pro."

She starts catching back up with photos. Her dudes come over to me and say "seriously, from the bottom of our hearts, thank you so so much. Our video equipment went down and we can't get ahold if anyone."

"No problem. But out of curiosity, who are yall with?"

They give the name of the news section that covers local sports.

I just taught a photojournalist manual mode in less than a minute.

...I'm pretty sure they just give a camera to whoever is on staff and dont tell them how to work it.

That's frustrating to me.

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jasmines-library · 4 months

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Hello sugar <3! (im very sorry if theres any spelling errors, english isnt my first language <3)

I would love to request some angst/comfort with the batfam? Maybe with the reader (tw: sa, rape) struggling with some sexual assault/rape issues, something they haven't told the family yet? The reader acting different for weeks, months even, and the whole family being suspicious and noticing their sudden fear of being cornered, touches and certain smells maybe?

its totally fair if you don't feel like it, I just really really love your way of writing the characters, and your writing over all. I swear, i swallowed your whole page in the matter of a few hours, I loved every second!

Kristy, Are You Doing Okay?

Note: My gosh im so sorry this literally took me over a month to get to, but it's here. I'm so glad you like my page and thank you for requesting! (Title name from song)

Warnings: SA, r*pe (non explicit but this fic deals with the aftermath. Please read with caution.), Panic attack of sorts.

Word count: 2.1K

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Please remember, if you are ever struggling you are not alone. It may be difficult at first but there are many places for you to reach out to, many of which are anonymous and do not need the involement of of name, if you are just needing for someone to talk to. There will always be someone out there to help you. As an alternative, my DM’s are always open for a chat! Remember: You are loved and you are so much stronger than you realise.

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You hadn’t meant to drift away. It sort of just…happened. And it wasn’t even something you were conscious of really. The thoughts were just constantly there and you couldn’t shake the feeling of his hands roaming all over his body; the ghostly touch of his fingers lingering flush against your skin, burning an invisible bruise into your flesh. You tried to shy away from it but it was always there, buried into the front of your mind festering away like an old, unforgotten wound oozing with pus and blood that would only create more problems the longer it was left.

The night it happened was cold and bitter. A shallow fog had cast itself over the city as you staggered back to the manor with makeup running carelessly down your face. You shut yourself away, turning the lock on your door and burying yourself under the covers to try and shy away from the situation. But it never left. It just kept growing, weeding its way back through the open cracks like a stubborn plant that refused to leave no matter how many times you doused it with poison. You didn’t sleep that night. And you didn’t leave your room the day after. In fact the only time anyone saw you that day was when you slunk downstairs in the middle of the night to try and revive the growling of your stomach without having to see anyone when you bumped into Tim who was finally dragging himself up to bed. The interaction was odd. At first he thought that you had just been busy all day and that was why no one had seen you: It wasn't uncommon for one of you to disappear into your room for a few days to catch up on school work or to finally get more than 4 hours of sleep. But something about you was off. You were quiet and lacking that charisma that usually shone from you. You were jumpy too, recoiling as soon as Tim rounded the corner unexpectedly.

When you finally managed to bring yourself out of your room, you were still withdrawn. Instead of donning your normal seat next to Jason at the table, you sat at the end alone pushing your food aimlessly around the plate until someone had finished eating and you took that as a cue to leave. You didn’t mean to leave them in the dark. Really, you didn’t but the thoughts crept into your mind every time they got near. Every hand outstretched sent a shiver crawling down the nape of your neck as if someone was running an ice cold digit along your spine. The thoughts were worse. Intruding. Obnoxious. You felt so…dirty. And your mind seemed to like to make sure you remembered that. You couldn’t help but feel like somehow the whole situation was your fault, which of course it wasn’t, but you were stuck with being guilt ridden; trapped within your walls.

Your skittishness didn’t go unnoticed. The boys tried many times to talk to you or to get you alone, but each time one of them hastily trailed after you as you slunk out of a room you would pick up your pace until they got the hint and stopped dejectedly in the halls. You had just skittered off into another part of the manor when Damian decided he had finally had enough.

He pushed his way back into the library rather frustratedly, stomping his feet so hard against the floor that they continued to pound through the room even as he moved from the polished wood to the carpet amongst the centre of the room. His brothers were still lounging around the room, their legs slung carelessly over the arms of the chairs or folded beneath them as they engrossed themselves in their phones or an ever growing pile of books. They barely even acknowledged that Damian had even returned from his pursuit of use, besides lifting their gaze as he huffed his way back into the room.

“Something is wrong with Y/N.” Damian declared, planting his feet into the carpet in the centre of the room and placing his hands on his hips.

Dick felt as though he could laugh. Damian’s statement was so obvious that you may as well have had a huge, yellow sign above your head that screamed ‘i’m not okay.’ It didn't matter how much effort you put into trying to hide the bags that dropped across your skin, or the way that you couldn’t stand to be in the same room with any of them for too long without your skin crawling, they were prominent amongst your saddened features. “Yeah, No shit.”he said, looking up from his phone that he had been mindlessly scrolling on to distract himself from the feeling that gnawed at his gut.

The room fell into a pregnant silence before Damians angry scoff broke the silence.

“That’s it? That’s all you’re going to say?” He spat. “You’re not worried?”

Jason pushed himself up onto his forearms and spoke out defensively. “Of course we’re worried… It’s just…”

“What?”

“She won’t let us help her, Dami.” Tim said. “We’ve tried, but each time she’s run.”

“Well then try harder!” He said. It was unusual for the youngest Wayne to react this way when it came to his siblings. But, then again it was unusual for you to shy away like this and although Damian would never admit it, he had a soft spot for you and seeing you hurting like this killed him a little inside.

“Damian.” Dick reprimanded sternly.

He sighed and swallowed thickly. “I’m sorry. I just can’t see them suffering like this anymore.”

There was a general agreement between the four of them. Tim chewed away at his bottom lip as he thought for a moment. “What do you propose we do?”

The whole room seemed to think together as one for a moment.

“We corner them.” Damian said. It might have seemed cruel, but it was the only thing he could think of that would stop you from slipping away again. “If they keep running there’s no way we’re going to be able to help, so we just have to compromise.”

You knew that Jason was behind you. You could hear his careful footsteps, evenly spaced by his long strides as he tried to catch your attention. He was loitering outside of your room, trying to catch you as you left. It surprised you to see him as you peeled open the door. You had flashed him as much of a grin as you could muster up as he greeted you, trying to draw you into a one sided conversation that you were itching to get away from the moment it started. You tried to remind yourself that it was just Jason. That he wasn’t going to hurt you. But your mind still thought it was funny to play cruel tricks on you and soon you were making up a poor excuse and fleeing down the halls.

You didn’t make it far though before you collided with a tall figure marching down the other end of the corridor, who braced his hands on your shoulders. Yelping at the unexpected contact you spun on your heel to turn back the way you came only for your breath to get stuck in your throat when you were met with the red of Jason’s shirt. When you backed up, you collided with the eldest vigilante again. Spinning around frantically, you searched for a way out. There was none.

You were trapped.

The thought consumed you quickly, dragging you down like a ton of bricks tied to your ankles until you were drowning in the thought of being imprisoned again. It was all you could think of. It screamed throughout your mind, pumped in your blood. It was nauseating. You could see the other two approaching and panic set into your already scrambled mind. You weaved, trying desperately to spot an exit but the two vigilantes were much bigger than you and their hefty frames took up most of the corridor.

“No. No no no.” You rambled as your heart rate skyrocketed and your breathing came in sporadic, panicked gasps.

Tim furrowed his brow. He didn’t think you would react like this. He reached out to grasp your forearms to ease your shaking body, but you nearly screamed, yanking your arms away from him and backing up against the wall.

“Don’t touch me!” You stuttered, barely audible between your spiralling state. Fat, hot tears tracked along your face as you sunk to the ground to bury your face within your knees which you clutched to your chest.

The four boys exchanged an anxious glance.

“Y/N…”

“Please…” You gasped. “Stay away from me. I-I can’t anymore… no more. Please.”

“Y/N? What's wrong?” Dick queried. “Talk to us, please. We want to help.”

“No…” You whimpered.

Damian squatted down beside you resting on the balls of his feet before reaching out slowly towards you, ignoring the warning glance that Jason sent his way, and placing it gently on your shoulder.

Flinching, you squeezed your eyes shut. He could feel the way you trembled like a leaf under his touch but he didn’t let go.

“It’s just me Y/N. It’s Dami.”

You registered his words, but you still felt like you were back in that room. You allowed your body to relax just the smallest amount.

“It’s just us, kid. You’re okay.” Dick cooed.

You sniffled. The four of them were crouched around you now.

“You can trust us.”

Your body tensed as you were hit with reminders of that night. The way he had led you away to commit his act of betrayal that would cut deeper than a thousand knives.

“That’s what he said.” You hiccuped.

“Who?” Tim asked tenderly. “Talk to us Y/N.”

You shook your head, biting down on your lip. You didn’t want to bring up the memory stuck in your mind.

“Kid… we can’t help you if we don’t know what’s happening.”

“He- he… took me away from the crowds… He said to trust him- and I thought I could. B-but then he-” Your voice split into an unholy sob.

“Oh..Y/N/N…” Dick said, suddenly understanding.

“I can’t stop thinking about it. I can still feel him. Hear him. Just make it stop please!.” You begged, sobbing into your hands.”

“It’s okay. You’re safe.” He told you, reaching out gently to place a hand on your forearm, you tensed slightly but didn’t pull away. “We’re not going to let anyone hurt you. Ever.”

“We promise.”

You peeled your head away from your arms to reveal your bloodshot, teary eyes. From close up they could see how clearly the ordeal had taken a toll on you. Not just on your body but your mind too.

It took some convincing and a lot of gentle touches of reassurance to get you off of the floor, but the four of them managed to ease you back into your room. They refused to leave you alone after that. Insisting that at least one of them stay by your side at all times until you decided on your own terms that you were ready to take the next step in your recovery and stay the night alone. It was a slow process, but each small milestone made them extremely proud of you. They were there when you awoke suddenly in the middle of the night, crying and shaking, and they were there when you managed to move forwards too. They were there to remind you that recovery isn’t linear, and that it was okay to move backwards. It’s all part of the process. The four of them showed you a different kind of gentleness that you had never seen before, and they tried their hardest to bring a smile to your face everyday. And it was their kindness that began to wash away those feelings. It was them who made you realise that you were loved, strong and would find your way back from the darkness and into the light.

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thatdeadaquarius · 23 days

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Imagine a horribly clumsy creator in the sagau... like trips over their own feet, starts coughing due to choking on air randomly, knocking a vase off a table that was in the middle of the table somehow???? Silly goofy stuff like that (I pull these silly goofs often personally)

(obv goes w/o saying sorry for being so late to reply /gen) ;-;

clumsy reader is so me core idk why i didnt think of this lmao

(this gif is liek the modern equivalent of Charlotte posting ur embarrassing clumsy moments on insta Steambird acc lmao)

(so sometimes im lazy and dont include the ask stuff esp if its shorter like this, so here's at least the characters in this one: Fontaine ppl <3 along with a G for general audience, barring cuss words)

Navia would politely ask you to go the edge or whatever area ur in whenever she pulls out her cannons/guns LMAO

every time you and either Clorinde or Neuvillette are walking next to you, or doing rlly anything, its like night and day

ur out here finding all the cracks in the sidewalk, bumping everything that could even possibly have a liquid in it, and have constant bruises from hip checking/stubbing toes on mechas walking around

Clorinde is impressed at that point bc mechas are actively programmed to get out of your way, so how u managed to put them back into ur way rlly fascinates her 😭😭

Neuvillette would like to wrap u in fabric/bubble wrap equivalent for his old ass, in an attempt to desperately stop u from hurting urself lol

u get a new coat or new pants from him all the time, u just thought at first he was rlly into giving u Fontaine fashion until Furina pointed out that it was spring/summer and you wouldn't wear thick woolen pants and fur-lined coats everyday 💀

(poor dragon guy doesn't rlly get the practical side of clothes, he likes fashion, but he inadvertently subscribes to the "hoes don't get cold" philosophy by being an ancient dragon lord)

Wriothesley is unfortunately nice enough to constantly try and catch his poor god, which ends well for neither of you 50% of the time

its not even ur weight takes him down, he's buff as hell after all, and he's dealt with rowdy inmates, its just.. ur clumsiness spreads.

if ur tripping, and the poor Duke reaches out to catch you, ur reaching out at the same time to steady urself on a side table w/a vase full of water, which u then knock off, drenching ur back and his face at the same time LMAO

he doesn't learn, despite u literally begging him to stop trying to help u, then u try and compromise to just let u fall and help u afterward asdfghkl-

Wrio's too chivalrous tho, the most u can get him to do is always grab ur arm instead of trying to bodily catch you

if u think after the first like, ✌️ TWO times Lynette is willing to help you, u r so wrong lmao

she's seen her brothers clumsiness, she knows theres no saving u

she does comfort u after slipping (not even falling but just flailing dramatically) for the 5th time in the puddles around water fountains tho

Lyney and Freminet are lowkey legit convinced someones cursed their god atp 😰

Freminet always had bandaids for u, and Lyney keeps a supply of ur fav candy to cheer u up after embarrassing urself by falling ass backwards right into the Fountain of Lucine right in front of Opera house lmao

...

...Charlotte thinks this is all vv hilarious, no she has no respect for ur godliness, her archon was Furina like LMAO- IM SORRYYY

(she has started a small section in the steambird of a near daily- DAILY picture of u being clumsy 😭)

(u, not srsly, threaten to smite her and she just giggles)

(its ok they take it all in a cute/endearing trait type of way)

☆

again, sorry for lateness, when i reopen askbox (soon, FINALLY-)

ill try and stay more on top of it and try and sort whatre just chats/non-requests better too 😭😭

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cloudcountry · 6 months

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NIEGE WITH A MUSICAL THEATRE READER LIKE MAYBE THEIR BOTH THE KOVE INTRESRS AND THEY FALL IN LOVE

like cosette and her guy from les mis or honestly anything just fhskjfnfnd dhjanfbdbdb♡♡♡♡♡♡

SUMMARY: is neige in love with you? or is he just acting?

WARNINGS: none!! :D

COMMENTS: meow idk what to write here this isnt beta read because im tired so if theres typos i will catch them like a week from now LEAVE ME ALONE

TAGLIST: @axvwriter @shinysparklesapphires

You’re having a hard time figuring out if Neige is acting off the stage or not.

He’ll blow you kisses, we’ll pull out chairs for you, he’ll always give you your personal space and only touch you when you ask for it or when it’s initiated, he calls you by sugary sweet pet names that would melt on your tongues if you were to ever kiss him—

And yet he does those things in character and in real life.

So when rehearsal is over and he’s walking you to your car, you shudder when your arm bumps against his. It feels uncomfortably hot, but against the chilly air of November, you’d like nothing more than to be entrapped in them.

“Here you are.” he beams, standing next to your car with a smile on his face. Even in the dark parking lot, you can see just how bright he is, how far his kindness extends, how treasured he truly is.

How lucky would you be to be loved by someone like that?

“Neige? Can I ask you something?” you ask, heart fluttering in your throat.

“Anything.” he murmurs without missing a beat, and you inhale shakily as his smile turns less bright and more soft.

“Why do you act the same off the stage as you do when you’re performing? Is it a way to get more into character? Because if you keep acting the way you’ve been acting people could get the wrong idea.” you put it plainly, gnawing at your bottom lip.

“Who said it’d be the wrong idea, silly?” he asks, the question trailing off into a laugh, “What if I really do like my fellow star?”

“You can’t be serious!” you blurt, mouth falling open. Oh, you’re so stupid! All that time he was serious!

“Oh, I am!” Neige holds his hands out to you as if asking for permission.

You take his hands.

“I like you a lot.” he murmurs, sweet as honey, and sweeps you into a dance in the middle of the parking lot.

You really should be heading home, but you can’t resist staying out a little longer.

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iaeriy · 2 months

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control • fermín lópez

summary: tempting the hateship of enemies to a risky lovely night.. based on this request!!

word count:6.2k!

warnings; a few spanish translated sentences, age gap: reader is 18 fermín is 20. slight angst, smut, missionary, cowgirl. italics are memory!

a/n: NOT PROOFREAD hey guys..im not pregnant im late but uh..enjoy this! 🎀

Another hot vacation month, your 4 friends decided to go to mykonos along with their boyfriends. How fun the vacation was going to come and go along the way you had it in mind, little did you know thay wouldn’t be changing when you figured that there were only 4 rooms. you were currently running around the house going into each room, now on the last room. aurora was already unpacking, “no hay otro cuartos..?” (are there any other rooms?) you spoke looking at her, her head shot up looking at you. “no y/n..hay solo cuatro y punto. no podemos cambiar ya.” (no y/n..theres only four, and period. we can’t change.) she said smiling slightly at you, you groaned whinning loudly. “ugh! seriously! this is not fucking fair!” you said walking out her room bumping into fermín, mira por donde vas baboso.” (watch where you’re going idiot.) you said going downstairs, fermín scoffed looking at you.

“please! can we just trade! i’ll do anything! i can’t share rooms with him and you know it!” you said whining and yelling at your friend isabella. “y/n! cut it out and deal with it! me and gavi already unpacked, just share the room and that’s it.” she said, you whined stomping back upstairs. your backpack still on before you ran to valerias room, another friend of yours. “val, por favor déjame cambiar el cuarto contigo!” (val, please let me change my room with yours!) you spoke, she looked at you. “no, i already unpacked. there shouldn’t be bad about your bedroom..” she said, you rolled your eyes. “whatever..” you mumbled, opening the door to now your room. “ONE FUCKING BED!?” you shouted, fermín stood behind you. you walked into your bedroom putting your stuff on the bed, fermín suddenly walked in. “que haces aquí, lárgate.” (what are you doing here, get out.) you said, he looked at you. “por que tan enojada?” (why so mad?) he said chuckling smirking at your reaction, you threw your shoes on the floor. “because i have to fucking share with you.” you spat out, walking out purposely bumping into his shoulder.

you went downstairs, to the kitchen finding a soda still thinking about the situation, you were upset. you never liked fermín, never did. everybody even your friends and his friends knew you didn’t like him, he was rude all the time for no reason, back to when you were in highschool he’d push you just to try to get with a friend of yours, that never worked. even at some point he decided to just be rude for no reason, no reason at ALL. now sharing rooms with him was just a mess. a horrible chaotic mess. you were now calmed down after 15 minutes later, after finishing your soda you went back upstairs. you saw fermín fixing his stuff, you sighed. he looked at you, “still grumpy?” he said as you rolled your eyes sticking the middle finger at him, “shut the hell up.” you said, “which side of the bed do you want?” you said, he chuckled. “aw, you’re going to sleep with me?” he said, mimicking you. “yeah thanks to your fucking friends and their girlfriends.” you spat out, sitting on the right side of the bed, “you can take the left side of the bed.” you spoke, he nodded his head just agreeing to you.

he looked at you, smirking to himself. you noticed looking at him, “i don’t know why you think it’s funny.” you said crossing your arms, now standing in the doorway of the bathroom. “it is, you obviously can’t get out the past and still stuck onto some thing you clearly still and do believe.” he said, you rolled your eyes. “and you clearly are too because you’re mentioning it yourself.” you said, leaning against the door. he chuckled shaking his head, “you’re an idiot, a fucking cry baby, just sleep on the fucking bed and get over it.” he said looking at you, his brows furrowing. “fuck you lopez.” you said walking away, disappointed at this whole situation. he went on his phone just to turn his music up.

you scoffed realizing he couldn’t hear your last sentence due to his airpods in his ears, you rolled your eyes getting up. you took off your sweater placing it on top of the pillow, now fully shoulder naked from your pink tube top. you looked down at your phone, 7:56pm. you chewed down on your flesh lip skin, you quickly walked out the room making your way downstairs, everybody was somewhat in the living room some sitting by the kitchen counter. you cleared your throat, “um i’m going out, do any of y’all want to go out with me?” you spoke, you heard a few no’s, “it was a long flight here, why are you going out?” aurora spoke, you shrugged. “just a walk to the beach.. we’re in the beach house so..” you spoke, she nodded her head. “well don’t get lost..” she said smiling, you nodded your head. “FIND A BOYFRIEND WHILE YOU’RE AT IT Y/N!!!” isabella shouted, gavi smacked her arm. “fermín will literally come downstairs and be pissed..” he said.

you frowned at the comment opening the door walking out the house, you put your wired headphones on putting on a song from your playlist, the sun was almost down. how fun.

approximately 40 minutes later

“y/n!?” fermín went through every room looking for you, his voice echoing through the upstairs part of the house. He stormed downstairs, everybody stopped what they were doing, “where’s y/n?” he spoke, aurora looked at gavi and gave her a look. “uh she uhhh..” gavi said, isabella was pinching his skin for him to not say such corny shit. “she went out for a walk, she’s somewhere in the beach.” isabella said letting go of gavis arm, “what the fuck? at 8:50!?” He said, gavi snickered. “you guys let her go out nearly at 10pm!? joder! no se pongan de pendejos!” (fuck! don’t act like idiots now!) He yelled, valeria looked at him. “why do you care? she doesn’t like you and you don’t neither.” she spoke, the room going quiet. he looked at your friend, “mejor callatè.” (shut up instead.), “mejor tu, ahora busca tu novia. solo hablas de ella.” (maybe you shut up, now go look for your girlfriend, all you do is talk about her.) cristo, isabellas boyfriend who was a la masia kid spoke, fermín scoffed before walking out the house slamming the door.

“why would you pinch me..” gavi said to isabella, she smiled. “i had to, you say nonsense stuff baby, besides y/n is young, shes the youngest out of everybody.” she said, eating a strawberry from the bowl.

fermín got in the car, driving to the beach. You were looking down at the water, admiring the small seashells you found. you grabbed one out the water, you smiled to yourself before another guy approached you. “you look a little young to be out here?” he spoke, you looked up furrowing your brows. “huh?” you said, confused. “hablas español?” (do you speak spanish?) he said, you nodded your head. “si..por que..” you said, he smiled slightly. you were still confused, “why’d you say i look a little young, i don’t know what that was needed for..” you murmured, he shrugged. you got up, the two of you walking together around the beach talking about how you ended up mykonos for the summer.

you and the stranger were currently by the stairs that led to walking to the beach, fermín spotted you by the corner of the stairs to the sand, he felt grossed out. The guy was ugly in his opinion, very..very ugly.. he wanted to do things to him, the rude things. you didn’t feel anything, not until you felt eyes. fermín was staring at the guy, you turned around and glared at him, you didn’t even say anything. “can i help you stalker? why are you here?” you said crossing your arms against your chest, he looked at you. “cause i uh..i got asked.” he spat out, you squinted at him with a disgusted look. “oh really?” you said, the poor guy cutting you off. “i didn’t know you had a boyfriend-“ he said, you turned around quickly. “h-he’s not!what!?” you said frowning, “he’s just a guy i don’t really know!” you said, fermín scoffing behind you. just by then the guy was already gone, you groaned loudly slapping fermins arm. “you fucking twat! he’s gone now. who fucking sent you here!” you said, now speaking with hands. “gavi and isabella did!” he spoke now speaking with his hands as well.

“know what just shut the fuck up! all you do is cause arguments with me for no fucking reason, fuck off.” you said walking away, he followed you. “complaint all you want but i had a right to come and stop whatever was happening.” he said, you turned around stopping your walking. “shut up. just shut up.” you said walking upstairs, he followed you. “why the fuck are you even flirting with that man, he’s probably 30. you’re literally 2 years younger than me.” he said, you looked at him. “CAN YOU SHUT UP.” you said, the urge you had to slap his chest or something. he was irritating and annoying, all these questions for what. “ever since you met me and got to talk all that shit you still can’t stop, shut up already.” you said, walking to his car opening the door. you got in slamming the door, your arms crossed against your chest looking out the window. “See you’re still believing everything.” he said, you looked at him. “ya! callatè!” (stop! shut up!) you yelled, you rolled your eyes, frustrated with this situation. the only now possible solution was a nap.

“fucking child can’t even think properly.” he murmured, you punched his dick enough of his nonsense, he yelped in pain. “shut up. this is my life not yours, the worst situation i didn’t expect to happen literally came to life, sleeping with the only guy i hate because of how i was treated for no reason.” you said, glaring at him he slapped your hand off. “dont fucking touch me.” he said, you glared at him again mocking him, “keep fussing about the bedroom situation instead, or instead shut up. my god you talk a lot.” he spoke driving home, “this is why i always made fun of you, cause you’re annoying as fuck.” he spat out, you looked at him. your frows slightly furrowed, mouth slightly dropped. “what..?” you said, he looked at you. ��i was joking.” He said, “no you werent. you say things and never think, not even apologize.” you said, “leave me alone, don’t even say anything to me.” you spoke, the car now parked bt the house. You got out slamming the door walking inside, he chased you inside. “maybe dont chase older men.” he said, you opened the door, everybody in the house going quiet at the arguing.

“my god! get out of my dating life you’re so fucking annoying!” you said before he scoffed, “am annoying, your the brat taking all my jokes too serious. he said as you ran upstairs yelling, “stop controlling my life!” you said, “you’re a brat y/n!” He shouted, “fuck you!” you yelled out loud and clear slamming the door. gavi and Isabella staring shockingly at each other, “wow fermín..what did you do to her..” gavi spoke lowly, he threw the keys in the small bucket. “nothing. just caught her talking to some guy older than her and shes pissed, even pissed about some bed.” he said, isabella snickered. valeria walked over to the kitchen, “she’s younger than all of us, she’s only eighteen. i think you should understand her too..” she spoke slightly smiling, gavi chuckled shaking his head. “or you can just fuck her, simple.” everybody eventually hoped in the conversation saying, “alright that’s disgusting.” Or “what the fuck pablo.” fermín shook his head, slightly smirking at the thought. “definitely not..” he spoke.

“she doesn’t like you ever since she was just in her 3rd year of highschool..” isabella spoke, he looked at her. “i know that already.” he said, now sitting on the kitchen stool.

meanwhile a furious y/n upstairs..

you kicked your shoes off throwing them across the wall, you shakily sighed loudly. you took your headphones off, placing them on the nightstand including your phone, you went to find your stuff to use for the shower, your undergarments and your pjs obviously. you grabbed everything walking to the bathroom and closing the door, that was something everyone noticed about you. when you were quiet, it was because you were mad, upset or sad. you were now in the water letting the water run down your body, so many thoughts, ‘did he like you?’ ‘why hasn’t he apologized?’ ‘did he go through the same and passed it on to me?’ ‘does he love me?’ all that repeated through your head as your vision began to blur from the tears swelling in your face, you leaned closer to the water letting the water hit your face.

suddenly you closed your eyes and there you were.

it was study hall period you were walking by yourself before you bumped into a jock, none other than fermín lopez. You looked at him smiling slightly, “sorry..” you said, he held you by your arms. “you know you look familiar..” he said, you gulped. “i-i don’t know what you’re talking about..” you said, he titled his head. “really? not after you purposely said shit about me cause of your friend?” he said, you looked at him. “i was defending my friend, i can honestly say what i want. you did the same too.” you said, he grabbed your jaw looking down at you, “don’t touch me! get off m-me!” you said, he covered your mouth. “you’re fucking annoying, quit speaking about me on situations that dont involve your name, it’s very stupid.” he said, you felt like tearing up but you wanted to say more words. “besides, that explains all the rumors about you being a whore.” he said, walking off. you looked at him.

you immediately opened your eyes, already a few tears rolling down your cheek. you turned the water off, you wiped your tears getting out the shower, you did your routine, drying yourself wrapping a towel around your hair. you changed into a black grey t-shirt that pooled over your inner thighs and a pair of plaid black and white shorts. you heard a knock on your door, you looked at the door. “y/n! it’s me! are you alright in there?” isabella quietly spoke loud and clear, almost for you to hear. you walked over to the door slightly opening it, “yea..why?” you said looking at her, “just checking..i don’t know whats up with him.” She said quietly, you smiled slightly again. “yeah..” you spoke, “you sure you don’t..want to come downsta-“ she spoke, you said “no.” she looked at you nodding her head, “okay, just sleep then it’s okay..goodnight y/n..” she spoke, “goodnight.” you said smiling at her, closing the door again. you went back to the bathroom taking the towel off your head letting your hair fall loose.

you fixed the bed giving up, knowing none other but fermín would be sleeping with you. you did the bed, placing a white blanket ontop of the duvet before undoing the bed, getting under the sheets. you turned one lap on, the warm light making you slightly smile. you turned to your side, facing the window as you fell asleep to the sound of the air conditioning in the room.

approximately a few long ass hours later..

fermín was currently downstairs with gavi, both chitchatting about how highschool was and football.. “i have to get heading, isabella is probably waiting or asleep.” gavi spoke, fermín nodded his head. his mind still thinking sbiut that argument, his heart fluttering at the thought of you. “oh and, just try to apologize to y/n..” he said, fermín nodded his head getting up before gavi went upstairs. fermín now turning off the lights, heading upstairs and into the room you two shared. he opened the door, to find you asleep. you were facing his side now, deeply asleep. he went into the bathroom going to rinse himself. meanwhile for a sleepy you, you were shifting around the bedsheets finding a comfortable spot to sleep in. you heard the door open, your eyes slightly opening just halfway. you looked at the tall boy before falling back asleep, still asleep you didn’t hear a single thing.

he looked at the floor then the bed, with no other option he chose the bed. he gave in, knowing his body was aching from the workouts he had been doing, not even feeling fermíns weight on the bed, he laid next to you. he kept his distance away, he slept facing the pther side, meanwhile you were facing his back. obviously since you were in a sleeping spell.

4:44 am..

you woke up, fermín was holding you. you frowned not wanting to move his hands, what the hell were you thinking. you gulped, still remembering the situation. it had you still pissed off, he had his chest and crotch against you. you smiled to yourself giggling, before you slowly began to grind your ass against his crotch. you bit down on your lips, your stomach began to flutter as you continued rocking your hips in circles. you heard a few whimpers coming out him, you giggled feeling him suddenly grow an erection poking your ass. he slightly woke up, grabbing your waist tightly. you widened your eyes fake sleeping, “what are you even doing y/n..” he murmured still sleepy, your chest was slightly rising quickly, heart beating fast. he smirked to himself, you were holding urself back attempting to not say anything. his hand was already sneaking up to your lower tummy, you felt his warmth caress your skin, his fingers sliding inside your shorts. your eyes widened, cheeks all flushing pink. he continued rubbing you, fingers pacing up the speed. “f-fer..” you moaned out, he smirked slapping your clit.

“what the fuck!” you sat up looking at him, he looked at you. “still upset?” he said tilting his head, you shook your head. “n-no..why..” you said, still looking at him. he held your hand, you blushed heavily. you crawled closer to him, sitting infront of him, meanwhile he was laying down back facing the wall, “did you ever mean those things..” you said looking at him, he looked at you, “no..” he said, you giggled. “not even after calling me a whore?” you said, he shook his head. “no i wasn’t thinking y/n..that was a while back..you were young too..” he said, you crossed your legs. “yeah..whatever..you did it after i lost my virginity to one of your friends..i forgot his name..” you mumbled, looking down. “we’re not friends anymore. that was awhile back.” he said, holding your chin. you looked at him. “you’re a really sweet adorable girl y/n..” he said, you looked at him. the little sparkle in his eye making your heart flutter, “you care a lot for your friends, especially everything.” he said, his fingers now tracing circles around your thigh.

he was now sitting up, you leaned closer to him wrapping your arms around him. you placed your lips on his, kissing him passionately. he kissed you back holding onto your waist, you pushed him down lips still glued onto each other sitting on his crotch. you slightly began to move your hips against him, he widened his eyes. “f-fer..” you said, he pulled away confused. “what? whats wrong?” he said sitting up, “n-nothing..i-it’s just..a-are you s..sure..?” you said looking at him, hands on his chest, he smirked shaking his head. flipping you over.

now.. you were laying down. he hovered above you, your cheeks were flushed with pink, “i want you, been wanting you. you don’t know how long i’ve wanted and waited for this.” he said, kissing you deeply, you kissed back your hands sliding in the black shirt he was wearing. he moved his lips down to your neck, starting to leave wet kisses, around your neck. his weight now ontop of you, his crotch in contact with your clothed slit as you raised your hips up trying to reach for something. he pushed your hips down, sucking on your skin. “f-fermin! s-someone’s going to n-notice!” you said smacking his arm, he groaned in response, still working on the hickey. you held onto his arm, trying to move your hips before he pulled away from your neck. you blushed heavily, he pulled your shorts down as you looked away embarrassed. “y/n look at me.” he said, you nodded looking at him, “when’s the last time you did it..” he said, you gulped. “s-since a year ago..” you mumbled, he kissed your forehead.

“wha-what..is it bad?” You said, he shook his head. “no, don’t worry..” he said, his eyes narrowing down to your panties. “how pretty..” he spoke, you rolled your eyes. “s-shut up!” you whisper yelled, he pulled you closer to him. he pulled off his grey sweats down with his boxers as well, you blushed heavily once his cock sprang out. you gulped, “fuck. I didn’t bring any protection.” he said, you smiled at him. “it’s fine..you can take me raw i-i don’t mind..” you whispered, he chuckled kissing your forehead—hands placing next to your head. he lined his cock against your entrance, spitting down rubbing his saliva all over his length. he pushed himself in, your breathing starting to hitch as you arched your back once he fully got himself in. you shut your legs around him, you were whimpering and wincing slightly in pain. he pressed his forehead down against yours, “shhhh..don’t want to wake the others up, don’t we pequeña?” he said pecking your forehead as you nodded, “m-mhm..” you breathed out, “want me to start moving?” he slightly pulled up your shirt, caressing the side of your waist.

you nodded your head, “y-yes..” you spoke under your whimper, he slightly began to thrust slowly inside of you. you held onto his arm, your stomach fluttering. “d-does it hurt?” he said, you shook your head. “n-no..j-just too big..” you moaned out, he looked down at you holding onto your hand. you looked up at him, “or do you want me to go a bit further?” he said, you nodded your head—embarrassed to speak of your noises, not to mention! your heated up red cheeks, he raised your hand placing it against the pillow. thrusting quickly, you moaned softly feeling him inch out your walls, your hands sliding inside his shirt slightly scratching his back with every small hard thrust. you were whimpering, kissing the side of his neck to hold your moans in, my my..it felt so good. you were moaning uncontrollably, not as loud..but loud enough for fermín to groan into your ear.

he fell on you, dick still thrusting into you as he rocked his hips back and forth. you held onto the back of his head, you were moaning uncontrollably. “should’ve done this e-earlier when we hated each other..” he groaned out, you cupped his cheek looking at him. your mind was foggy, nearly blind by the pleasure consuming your body you felt in a different state of mind, he continued kissing the side of your neck still moving inside you. “f-faster..please..i-i need y-you so so b-bad..” you whined out in between your moans, he pushed himself in deely, thrusting faster the bed creaking and frame slightly hitting against the wall. your eyes rolling back at the pleasure, you burried your head against the pillow. “y-yes! r-right there..!” you moaned out, hands all over his torso.

he groaned feeling you squelch around him, your legs nearly crossing around his lower back. he pulled out in the middle of his thrusts, you whined at the loss of contact as you looked at him, “w-why’d you stop..?” you said breathing heavily, he wiped the sweat off your forehead shaking his head while smiling, he slammed himself inside your walls. you gasped between your loud moan, feeling him pump harder and faster inside you. you scratched his back, moaning loudly. “so tight and nice..” he groaned into your ear, caging you with his hands. “m-mmhmm..” you said, your eyes rolling back again. he chuckled, watching your eyes roll back. “so..no more bad mouth? shit talking?” he said, you looked away moaning uncontrollably. he pulled out just halfway slamming himself back in harshly, with that swift movement he grabbed your chin, “answer me y/n.”

you moaned louder again, he chuckled again watching your response. “n-no! n-no m-more..” you moaned out, he smirked. your heatness on your tummy increasing, the small little stupid smirks and flirty talks making you flustered. “i-it’s too h-hot..” you whined, he wiped off the sweat off your forehead. “hm, i wonder why?” he said tilting his head, he thrusted harder making you moan louder. you slowly began to tighten feeling your orgasm coming, “f-fer..i’m close..” you moaned out, he rubbed your forehead. “i’m almost there..just a few more okay? you’be been doing so good pequeña..” he whispered out between his groan, you blushed heavily. your hands crawling up to the hem of his shirt, you tugged on it.

he smirked, pulling his shirt up taking it off scarding it somewhere in the room. you cupped his cheek, kissing him. he kissed back, the kiss sloppy and slow. your free hand running down his back, “i-i can’t hold on..i-i’m all tingly..” you said whining, he pulled away looking down at you, “it’s okay, just a few more. i promise.” he said, finding your g-spot and without a warning, thrusting quicker into you. your eyes rolling back yet again nearly screaming, your tummy going rollercoasters making your thighs twitch. “o-oh fuck!” you moaned out scratching his back, you seriously felt like giving up, your high coming in closer and closer. your back arched gushing all over him without any sign, causing fermín to squirt his hot warm loads inside you. you fell back on the mattress looking at him, breathing heavily, he caressed your forehead rubbing his thumb up and down. “you did so well after a year ago baby..” he said, you panted out giggling.

“again..please..” you looked at him, his eyes widened. “you’re not tired?” he said, you shook your head. “n-not not really..you’re not t-tired yourself t-though..” you croaked, he nodded, “sit up.” he said, you sat up closing your legs shut to not let any of his cum ooze out of you, he smirked. you sat up sitting on your knees as he laid down, you looked at him. “you know you want to take control..” he said, you giggled crawling over to him, you placed one leg next to his thigh, the other on his other thigh. you aligned yourself, sinking down into his cock. you moaned out, stomach fluttering again. you slowly began to rock your hips back and forth, he groaned feeling you everywhere. he raised your shirt up, you smacked his hand off. “i-i’m in charge, r-remember.” you spat out, he chuckled spanking your thigh. you moaned out, whimpering by every little grind against him.

“fuck..move faster, i don’t care if they hear us anymore.” he groaned out, you giggled starting to slightly bounce on him, you moaned uncontrollably. your ass smacking against him with every bounce, your hands on his chest nearly scratching his chest. he sat up as you looked at him, you removed your hands off his chest—bringing your hands up to your shirt. You raised your shurt to your abdomen before taking it off, you tossed it on the floor discarding it somewhere. his eye’s widening, his hands scattering to your chest..he began fondling with your boobs. You wrapped your arms around him, he buried his face down your chest, a giggle leaving out your mouth as your hand rand down his hair, he began kissing around the skin of your boobs.

“w-what are y-you doing!” you whisper yelled. he bit down on your nipple, you whiny moaned. you began bouncing a bit quicker onto him, you scratched his back. he pecked your boob before his mouth went over to your neck, he began sucking onto your skin again. your head leaned back, you held onto his arm. you stopped moving face all hot and red, “s-seriously!” You yelled, the sounds of him sucking down on your nipple and the little fat around you boob making you embarrassed. “why aren’t you moving.” he said, you gulped. “u-um-“ you moaned out once he began thrusting his hips up into you, you leaned your head back.

he bit down on your nipple as you whiny moaned, your eyes rolled back feeling the tip of his dick hit near your g-spot. “y-yes! pl-please there!” you moaned louder, he squeezed your boob hardly leaving a mark as you scratched his back. you pressed your forehead against his, he squeezed and slapped your ass harshly yet again leaving another mark. you cupped his cheek, kissing him deeply. your legs wrapping around his waist now, he kissed back letting his tongue slide inside your mouth, exploring around. you sucked around his tongue, his hand squeezing your boob still—your moans uncontrollably slipping out, the bed creaking and lastly the sounds of skin slapping just echoing around the room.

you pushed him down as he was laying down, you grabbed the hand he was squeezing and holding your boob with pinning it against the bedframe, you were leaning against him. “h-hey!” he spoke, frowning. nearly laying down, your boobs nearly infront of his face as you rocked your hips quickly against him. “f-feels so good and b-better..right baby..” you moaned out, you slightly gripped onto the bedframe making it creak. his cheeks turned pink at the comment, you giggled flicking your hair to the side. “my god, you’re so perfect..” he murmured, you began bouncing onto him moaning within every bounce of each. your ass slightly twerking down onto him, you laid your chest on him leaning near his neck. you sucked onto his neck, kissing on the spot.

that only took about a few minutes until he grabbed you by your arm, you yelped once she flipped you over—still inside you, he pinned your hands above your head. locking them with his hand tightly, “w-wait!” you whispered, he pulled out. your eyes widened knowing the next move,“n-no! d-don-fuck!” you screamed in pleasure the second he slammed himself inside you deeply, the tip of his cock hitting just near around. your legs crossing around his waist, you moaned uncontrollably with every thrust, he was gripping onto your hands causing the bed to thud. your stomach began to slowly tighten, “c-close..” you moaned out, he burried his face into your neck. pounding into you, your vision getting blurry and seeing little white stars, you moaned into his ear causing him to twitch inside of you. his grip getting looser on your hands, your nails running down his back. he groaned loudly almost immediately bursting out, he moved deeply pounding into your g-spot yet again, you bit down on his shoulder, muffling your scream. “not gonna last longer if you keep being like this..” he groaned out, you giggled kissing his cheek.

his hand sneaked under you as his fingertips began rubbing against your clit, while his cock was pulsating inside of you. you leaned your head back, arching your back moaning loudly. “k-keep going! i-i’m so c-close!” you moaned out, he continued rubbing your clit in circles. your eyes rolling back, tummy getting tighter. “i-i c-cant hold o-on!” you moaned out. his thrusts driving you insane, you moaned his name out repeatedly chanting it over and over as you gushed around him again chasing your high, he groaned loudly injecting his spurts of cum inside of you from your clenching. you panted heavily. he laid next to you, you were shaking as your head turned to look at him. “d-don’t ever bring th-this night up..w-whatever stays in here..remains quiet..” you sighed out, he chuckled nodding his head before bringing you into his chest. you rested your head on his chest, his arms wrapping around your back. “s-so..what are we after this..” you spoke, he looked down, wiping the sweat off your forehead before kissing it down.

“hmm..do you think we should start off dating..” he said, you giggled burrying your face into his chest. “you’re so adorable..” He mumbled, your eyes slowly closing. he wrapped the blanket around both of u again as you whined, “i-it’s hot..” you mumured, he played with your hair as you fell asleep. “goodnight you brat..” he murmured, falling asleep eventually himself.

12:16pm..

your arms were wrapped around fermín, his face resting against your boobs. you hummed, hand running through his hair. “it’s 12:16..we have to wake up before they suspect anything fermí..” you whispered, he groaned turning his head to the wall. you giggled, “come onnn..” you said he slightly opened his eyes looking at you he pecked your boob, you rolled your eyes playfully. his mouth wrapping around your boob, you smacked his head. “fermín!” you slightly yelled, he chuckled getting off you kissing your lips. you kissed back giggling, slightly sitting up. you were about to get up as you felt your legs about to give up, you fell whining on the floor. fermín looked down st you smirking, you sat back on the bed. “what’s wrong?” he said, “my legs..they feel funny after last night..” you murmured rubbing your eyes grabbing your panties, putting them on. “good, you were fucked just exactly how i wanted and with the way you’re walking there will be no questions.” he spoke.

you whined trying go reach, your inner thighs aching. “fer! be quiet! can you give me my shirt and shorts..” you said, he nodded his head. grabbing both shirt and shorts, he laid you down. “hey!” you said, he put the shorts on for you. your cheeks warming up, “sit up.” he said, you sat up putting the shirt over you. you hugged him, he fell on you smiling. “funny how one thing changed quickly in one night..” he spoke, you kissed his cheek. “and i thank you for that..i love you.” you said, he blushed heavily. you giggled pecking his nose, you sat up. “go get changed now silly..” you said, he groaned putting his boxers back on. you watched him put his sweats on, you bit down on your lip. “i like you without your shirt on..” you mumbled he chuckled, “you really think they’ll let me go downstairs like that?” He said, you shook your head giggling walking to the closet finding his black tank top. you blushed heavily, “carry me i can’t walk-“ you said, he chuckled.

he walked over to you, picking you up. you giggled as the two of you went downstairs. the conversations everybody had going silent once they saw you and fermín suddenly happy. “am i seeing this or are fermín and y/n now getting along.” aurora said, gavi snickered. “i don’t think that’s what happened.” he spoke, isabella smacking his head. “they just woke up don’t start..” she said sitting down next to him, you got on fermíns back due to your legs. he sat you down on the stool, you swung your legs around. “didn’t you two argue..” cristo spoke, you looked at him, his eyes widened when he realized. “Oh what the fuck.” he said, gavi turned around wanting to know. “what happened..” he said, you giggled cupping your cheeks watching fermín. “YOU TWO FUC-“ gavi whispered as isabella covered his mouth, “did you two actually..” she mouthed, you smiled before spinning yourself around with the stool. fermín walked over to you and sat next to you, everbody had noticed how he seemed different.

a few minutes later..

everybody was busy eating their breakfast or lunch, you gave fermín a look to help you get up. you slightly got up holding onto his shoulder, he got up holding you by your waist guiding you to the couch. “looks like y/n and fermín made it up and fucked guys! pay up!” gavi shouted, everybody groaned. “nobody is paying you 20 euros for fucks sake!” valeria shouted. “n-no we didn’t!” you pushed him off, your legs wobbly and shaking. he smirked squeezing your ass without everybody noticing, “are you sure? from the looks of last night you couldn’t stop moaning over and o-“ you covered his mouth, “be quiet!” you said holding onto his shoulder.

“if you be quiet, maybe we can go at it again.”

#football imagine #football x reader #football smut #football fanfic #fermin lopez fanfic #fermin lopez x reader #fermin lopez smut #fermin lopez imagine

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devondespresso · 4 months

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(found this bad boy in my drafts and honestly i loved reading it again so we're gonna post it. wahoo)

my personal canon for post-starcourt stobin is that they're actually inseparable for the first month or so

im talking steve taken to the hospital for his injuries and the staff having to force them apart and call security. im talking they have to drag robin kicking and screaming to a different room because last time Steve left her sight he was dragged back lifeless and presumably dead (i firmly believe they intentionally used physical torture for steve and to use his condition for psychological torture for robin)

and steve waking up half-present in a cold plain room alone? might as well be back in the bunker. and if theres doctors trying to run tests and examine his wounds? might as well be Russian soldiers standing over him and touching his injuries. hurting him again. possibly planning to hurt Robin next.

and now hospital staff are trying to deal with two screaming desperate teenagers who keep begging for the other in between rambles of nonsense and they can't run tests or do their jobs or even get answers from them because all these two seem to care about is the other teen

so they don't really have any practical choices other than moving them to a combined room. and they still freak out every now and then but having the other in the room keeps these outbursts much shorter and doctors are able to actually run tests and help these kids as long as they're close together. And when Robins blood tests and everything come back ok and shes able to be discharged, shes given special permission to stay in the room at all times

and the two little kids that came in with them? they're not exactly freaking out quite like the teens but they're certainly not making things easy either. Ericas testing the willpower of any doctor or nurse she can speak to and both kids stay as close as they can at all times and refuse to leave the hospital. visiting hours over? they're in the waiting room, even convinced a couple to move so they can have seats closest to the hall that teens room is in. try to call their parents? good luck getting a full name or number out of them. once their parents do come get them they're showing back up in an hour, bikes lodged in the bike rack and back in their seats. they've been stopped for sneaking in several times and caught hiding under one of the teens beds even more often. eventually staff just gets tired of spending half their shift wrangling two middle schoolers and it becomes an unspoken agreement to just ignore them hiding in the room.

And once Steve is discharged its the same thing all over again. Robins parents were worried about her spending all her time in the hospital with the boy from her summer job, but given the cover story about the fire and the pair getting trapped inside they convinced themselves its reasonable to want to stay by your friends side while they recover

but now that hes out, shes asking if she can spend the night at his house? and his parents won't be there? absolutely not. except robins in no mindset to accept leaving him alone for this long let alone overnight so she tried sneaking out to bike over to his before he can get the dumb idea to drive over in the middle of the night post-concussion. but the buckleys notice shes gone either because she makes too much noise sneaking out or they notice the severe lack of Robin-trying-to-be-quiet noises into the night (robin my tism queen definitely has bump-into-shit syndrome in the middle of the night but she also doesn't make any noise sneaking around the base with scoops troop so i think it's a 50/50 weather she can use the adrenaline to sneak out to see steve quietly)

so they put two and two together and drive over to the Harrington house. steve answers the door and calls robin over, both of them looking sheepish but not exactly guilty. they talk on steves couch (yes Steves there too) and stobin does their best to explain their separation anxiety that gets the severity across without getting them sent to a mental hospital all while making sure not to break any ndas (which ends up being a long conversation with stobin trying to translate their experience in the bunker to fit the cover story well enough, which is very different when the real story is kidnapping and the fake one is a building fire)

eventually they reach an understanding of "we're worried this is kinda unhealthy but its clearly more stressful to try and separate you right now and we're definitely not going to be able to stop you" so they compromise to let steve stay at the buckleys for a little bit so they can at least keep an eye on them. at first they try just letting steve sleep on the couch (which they agree to because steve worried about overstepping as the guest in their house) but one or both of them have nightmares the first night and robin ends up on the couch with him anyway.

after a few nights they get the gist of the stobin dynamic: attached so strongly its concerning but nothing... flirty. anything they do is always completely innocent. hand holding with no heart eyes, banter with no tension, hell even sharing a bed they resemble little kids in a sleepover pile more than lovers. and especially after nightmares they'll find robin holding steve like hes just one of her old teddy bears.

of course theyre still cautious and have their suspicions that theyre secretly dating and just really good at hiding it, they're paranoid parents after all and robins never shown this much attention to a boy ever. but they do relax a bit with it as they're more confident theres no... funny business.. going on. or at the very least nothing thats going to leave robin hurt. they'll have their talks and robin will promise its "nothing like that", but they've grown to like steve so they're sure robin will come to them when shes ready.

now if only there was a reasonable explanation for the middle schoolers that keep showing up. apparently they were also trapped in the fire with robin and steve which helps make some sense of it, but they also sat with them in the hospital. surely if they're having nightmares about the fire they'd go to their parents? they hadn't really talked much with the sinclairs but they seemed like very loving parents and robin follows steve to his little dinners with mrs Henderson pretty often so its not likely that they can't go to their parents about nightmares, but they seem to prefer going to steve specifically. like ringing the Buckley's doorbell at 1 in the morning asking if steves there. and of course they'll let them in and show them to robins room (after calling their parents first, do they even know their childs run off?) where steve was sleeping in a pallet on the floor but is now a glorified blanket pile robins hugging. on her bed, of course. because god forbid theres 2 feet of space between them.

and the kid just joins them in their sleepover pile, dustin usually clinging to steves other side like a baby koala and erica usually finding a spot leaning against robin or occasionally making room in between them

and so more often than not the Buckley's have not one, not two, but three extra children in their house that isn't their daughter, all of them sleeping in a pile on robins bed like theres nowhere else they'd rather be

#stranger things #stobin #platonic stobin #steve harrington #robin buckley #steve and robin #platonic with a capital p #platonic soulmates stobin #stranger things season 3 #post-starcourt #devon thinks sometimes

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trulyumai · 19 days

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Kisses and Ceramics

Synopsis: You decided to go to an Arts and Wines studio with Nanami, who looks displeased with his end result. Luckily, his adoring (future), wife, is there to comfort him.

Pairing: Nanami x Reader

Warnings: None (Just a Fluff Overload)

Authors Note: I thought of this cute little blurb while studying for my exam and I just had to write it before I forgot! That and to procrastinate my studying, but shhh!

Enjoy this fluffy piece!

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Nanami wondered if it was a mistake coming here.

Sitting across from him was you; with your tongue peeking out as you lightly pressed a brush against a bowl you had displayed so proudly. Swiftly and slowly making pink flower designs on the white ceramic, you didn’t notice the man's sour mood just yet.

His cup sat pathetically, it was uneven and bumpy. he didn’t dare put more effort into it,afraid he would somehow make it worse

It looked like a child scribbled lines on it, sneezing as they traced upon the cup making the blue vertical stripes come out uneven; sloppy.

Wincing he grabbed the wine glass just beside him, sipping it down in one go before staring back at his disaster in front of him.

Noticing the blonde haired man hesitancy, you swallowed.

“Everything okay, Kento?” Slightly smiling, you put on a worried face.

Maybe asking him to go was a bad idea, he wasn’t much into arts and crafts and you should have taken the hint when you first brought it up to him

He didn’t exactly seem… ecstatic… to go.

Recalling back you remembered when it came to fruition

The day had just ended, you both were lying comfortably on the plush couch adorning the middle of your living room.

His arm was around your shoulders, while your head was leaning comfortably on his chest.

It came to you in the spur of the moment, jumping up and startling him you blurted it right out.

“Kento! We should dine and paint this weekend! Satoru- he went with his date last week and he said it was really fun!”

Squinting at the name of the white haired man, he had to resist letting out a sigh.

He couldn’t remember the last time he made anything. Painting? It really wasn’t his forte, but you sat there staring at him

Looking at him with those glossy orbs of yours and who was he to say no to such a face?

Putting on the best expression he could muster, he stroked your cheek, placing his hand on your chin tilting it upwards.

“Whatever you want, sweetheart,” leaning in he placed a chaste kiss to your lips, savoring the sweet and minty taste before pulling back, glancing once more at the television.

The sound of laughter brought you back, the couples around you giggled as they compared crafts, hugging and kissing each other often.

“Kento,” you giggled, pointing at his cup with a dainty finger.

“Let me see, it can’t be as bad as you’re making it-”

“Absolutely not.” With a firm hand he pushed your finger back to its space.

“Please? I swear I won’t make fun!” Bottom lip protruding you talked once more.

“Pleaaaaaase, Ken?”

That was all it took. With a sigh, he squinted his eyes, grabbing the poor excuse of a mug and handed it over.

“Thank youuu!” You sang, taking it and going over each divet and bump with care.

“It’s great! It has more personality than any of theres I bet,” she eyed the other couple by them, who he noticed had painted the cups a solid yellow.

“Satoru doesn’t have anything on th-

“Don’t say it,” he mumbled, bringing his fingers to the bridge of his nose.

He remembered Gojos cups, as they were shoved in his face the night prior.

It was frustratingly perfect, glazed with a sheen and a light blue color adorning its circumference.

“See if you can do better!” The white haired man had laughed, loud and arrogant as usual and his urge to punch him was strong.

“Satoru,” he heard you behind him, and relaxed his shoulders.

“No showing off! but how did you get it so shiny?!”

Staring at you now his eyes softened.

You held it with such care, turning it slowly to admire each and every groove.

“Don’t forget to put your name on the bottom, honey,”

Looking up you met his gaze, it was sweet to see him already staring, with loving eyes and a light smile instead of a frown.

He hummed in agreement, taking back the cup delicately, no longer hating how rough it felt.

Maybe it wasn’t so bad, placing his finished project next to yours he leaned forward, leaving a kiss on your forehead.

“I’ll send a picture to Gojo, he’ll wanna see em!”

He sighed once more

He was never going to live this down.

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#JJK #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk fanfic #nanami kento #nanami x reader #nanami x you #nanami kento x reader #Gojo #fluff #anime #i should go back to studying now

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Hi! Just wanted to tell you i really like you reverse strawhats au and after you said that you planned on the crews meeting I started to think about what the reactions of the og crew would be so here are my hcs I guess you can tell me if you agree or not

Franky - would be fine a bit weirded out that iceburg here but wouldnt really question it until someone pointed out that it doesnt make sense

Ussop - freaking out that kaya is here in the middle a fight so his more worried about her well being than the logistic of her being here in the first place. The fact he is also excited to see her again after so long helps delay his realization

Nami - she is questioning how the fuck nojiko ended up here and she will mention it but will hold back the interrogation until after the dust has settled

Zoro - he just think its tashigi but then he notice she does not sound like tashigi or act like tashigi or fight like tashigi and then he see ace is here and starts to think theres some evil clone thing going on

Sanji - did reiju follow him? has she been following him the whole time? why is she here? did she come to help? did she not come to help? She is looking at him with a lot of emotion and is freaking him the fuck out

Robin - is trying so so so hard to figure it out what is going on but she is also disassociating a bit because her brain is not really handling the fact that her mom is alive in front of her. will have a panic attack later

Chopper - oh hes crying hes crying so much

Luffy - oh he is going insane just tunnel vision because his brother is right there and he is alive and luffy is just tearing through everything the way to get there

Thank you so much! Oh my friend, I love all of this!

It totally depends on if the strawhats get dumped in the middle of the fight. I think we agreed that they would be joining the reverse crew in Wano (I need to come up with a name for this crew 🤔) or if they all just bump into each other on an island.

I haven’t reach Wano yet so this is a very rough draft of ideas.

If they get dropped into the Wano fight I think the first thought the Strawhats will have is how did we get back here?!?!?.

Luffy definitely sees Ace fighting, and is off like a shot. Nothing else matters. The others hear him yell “Ace” and now they are really confused. But there’s no time for that. Main goals are:

Stay alive

Figure out what’s going one.

I think Zoro and Sanji would try to follow Luffy, because it’s Wano part two apparently?!? And there is a copy of Ace here? They doesn’t trust this and their captain isn’t going alone.

They get drawn into fighting King and Queen again.

This is where they meet Kuina and Reiju.

And this is where I get to tell you you missed the really fun part of this. It’s not just how the strawhats feel but also how the reverse strawhats feel

Zoro and Kuina

Zoro sees what he thinks is Tashigi fighting King. Which weird why is she here? But Ace(?) is here so nothing really makes sense. He jumps into the fight and Tashigi starts screaming at him. That’s on par for Tashigi. Except she’s calling HIM the look alike, rude! That doesn’t even make sense!

Meanwhile Kuina thinks stupid Tsukin just interrupted her fight. Why is he here? You know what it doesn’t matter. She doesn’t need this dumb marine’s help to beat Kiado’s right hand man. She’s the first mate of the the (not strawhats but whatever they will be called) she is wining this fight herself.

They are about to get into an argument when they both recognize that the other is wielding Wado Ichimonji. But that’s just not possible. It has to be a fake or a copy. But both would recognize Wado Ichimonji any where. It’s not a fake. But how?

King attacks them and they have to focus. They start to recognize each others moves and styles. Little things that they would do even as children. Habits that carried over. Things that Tashigi and Tsukin don’t do. And there’s this little voice in their heads saying “could this be-?” They don’t officially put it together until they meet up with everyone else.

Sanji and Reiju

Sanji sees Queen attacking a woman with pink hair. And while she’s not wearing her kimono he still thinks it’s Umi. He moves to intercept the attack yelling at Queen for attacking a woman.

Reiju is in shock. Because this person is obiously from Germa 66. But who would follow her? Then Sanji turns to face her to make sure “Umi” is okay and she realizes who this person is. It’s Sanji. But that’s not… but it is. It’s Sanji. Her kind little brother.

Sanji finally gets a good look at the woman he just saved and… what? What is Reiju doing here? Why does she look so different? Her hairs different. She’s missing her tattoos and her Germa armor. What is going on here? Did she leave Germa 66. Did she leave their father? Did she follow him? Or is Germa here to help Big Mom and Kaido. No that can’t be it, But why is she here?

He’s spiraling. Both of them are. But Sanji’s frozen. Reiju doesnt know what happening but she knows this is her brother. Before she can hug him or confront him about how he was in Wano she sees queen moving to attack Sanji. No, no way, not her little brother. She launches herself at Queen.

Sanji sees the moment Reiju tenses and then throws herself towards him. He braces for an attack that flies right by him with a vicious battle cry. He turns to see Reiju beating the crap out of Queen. “Don’t you touch him! I won’t lose him again!” Lose him? Like when he left Germa as a child? Or whole cake? But she’s the one who pushed him to go. What is Reiju talking about?

While all of this is going on the rest of the crew is on the move. They are catching glimpse of their counter parts but it’s late enough in the fight that the main problems are Kaido, Big Mom, King and Queen.

(Which will allow for a sequence of Law joinging that fight only because he sees Rosinante fighting Big Mom. I will write more on this once I actually get to dressrosa and Wano)

Nami and Nojiko

I don’t think Nami runs into Nojiko until after the fighting. I haven’t decided what Nojiko’s fighting style is yet. She seems to wield her mother’s gun in the series so she might be a gun slinger instead of fighting with a staff (I haven’t figured out if she’s going to have weather powers yet)

But I can see Nami finding Zoro and Kuina arguing after the fight. (Nami is looking for Luffy/Zoro/Sanji to make sure they’re alright and bring them back to the group.) she find Zoro and who she thinks is Tashigi yelling at each other. Which not to weird besides the fact that Tashigi wasn’t here the first time and she’s calling Zoro the wrong name. Like not even an insult just straight up the wrong name.

She goes to interrupt them when Nojiko comes running in yelling at someone named Kuina. Which seems to make Zoro freeze. (This is his moment of what the heck is happening) Nami sees Nojiko and okay this is to weird, why is her sister her. So she calls out

Nojiko turns and sees this orange haired woman standing in front of her. She has no clue who she is. (Her hair is the same color as Nami’s but Nami died when she was 10. There’s no way she’d recognize 20 year old Nami as well, Nami) but that’s okay because Zoro is going to handle that for her.

“Nami why is your sister calling the copycat Kuina!” He calls out because of course he doesn’t believe this is Kuina. “I’M THE COPYCAT!” Kuina yells at him which he ignores for now.

Nojiko’s world stops. Nami. This woman’s name is Nami?

“I don’t know Zoro! I don’t even know why she’s here!” Nami yells back at Zoro. Breaking Kuina’s brain as well because a woman with the same name as Nojiko’s dead little sister just called this man Zoro. And while she is impulsive and stupid at times, she’s starting to put the pieces together. But we’re not going to focus on Zoro and Kuina right now.

Nojiko storms up to Nami and asks who her mother is. And Nami is real freaked out because “it’s Bell-mére and why are you asking that?” But Nojiko’s not going to explain because Nami’s here! She’s alive! She’s hugging her sister and sobbing. Saying how she’s so happy she’s alive. Nami is so confused. Since when did Nojiko think she was dead?

Meanwhile the sword wielding duo is watching this and Kuina starts quizzing Zoro about their dojo and Zoro’s not going to be out done so he starts asking questions back. The questions get more unhinged as they go. At some point Sanji and Reiju join them (Reiju has not let go of Sanji since the beat queen) and while both siblings still don’t know fully what’s going on. Reiju’s starting to come up with a theory as she watch’s Kuina and Zoro argue and Nojiko sob into Nami.

Usopp and Kaya

The first time Usopp sees Kaya is after he almost dies. He was taking shots protecting his crew when someone almost hits him. He turns just in time to see the hit coming but can’t do anything to stop it. He braces for impact when a crossbolt hits his attacker dead on. His eyes follow the shot, making sure it’s a friend not a foe, and he gets the surprise of his life. It’s Kaya.

Kaya who’s studying to be a doctor. Kaya who’s never hurt anyone in her life. Kaya who just shot a man in cold blood. Kaya who didn’t flinch at the action. Kaya who’s already lining up her next shot and yelling.

Oh wait, is she yelling at him? Yes. She yelling at him to move. He can do that. He starts moving to her position and watching her snip anyone who gets remotely close to him. And he has to wonder ‘am….am I into this????’ (Yes yes he is)

When Usopp finally reaches Kaya she starts yelling questions at him as they work together to watch over their crews. It’s a mess of a conversation.

Usopp’s asking her why she’s not at Syrup village.

She shoots someone and asks why she’d be there? Then has to yell at Usopp not to shoot at the the woman with pink hair fighting besides Sanji, that’s Reiju her crewmate.

Usopp’s so confused “when did you join a crew?”

Now Kaya’s confused cause she been on her crew since they were 14 duh.

Usopp’s freaking out but before he can ask about that Kaya continues “when did you leave Water 7?”

Side bar I got a whole idea for Usopp that since he and Merry take over the ship yard for Kaya when she sets sail at 14 he falls in love with making ships. When he does finally get out of syrup village it’s to go to Water 7 to learn to become one of the best shipwrights in the world. He never crosses paths with the giants, and meeting Ace and the others so early, (and seeing what happened in this world Marineford) changed a lot of things for him. But we can talk about that in a different post.

Usopp is so confused. But he can’t focus on that because “no Kaya don’t shoot at Chopper he’s our doctor!”

“You mean the reindeer creature that’s about to attack MY ships doctor is your ships doctor?” (They witness Chopper and Hiriluk’s reunion. It’s sickeningly sweet.

Needless to say they are both so confused, scared, and happy to see each other. Kaya’s always known that Usopp was a great shot but the Usopp she meets in Wano is on a different level.

They don’t catch on to what is happening until later when they reunite with everyone.

Robin and Olivia / Franky and Iceburg

Robin trying to figure out what the heck is happenings. Why are they in Wano again? How is Ace here? She catches a glimpse of Olivia fighting using HER devil fruit. She doesn’t get a good look at the woman, but a white haired woman using her devil fruit. That sounds an awful lot like Seraphim. She’s not positive. But if there is a Seraphim of herself could this ‘Ace’ also be a Seraphim? If that is the case she needs to get her captain away from it now!

She’s keeping an eye out for other white haired versions of their crew and allies. She hasn’t shared her theory yet. They need to first put a stop to the fighting and get to safety.

It isn’t until after the fight that she comes face to face with Olivia and all ideas of Seraphim fly from her mind. Because this woman is older than her. The seraphim are always younger.

Olivia sees Robin and is shocked to see that they share the same devil fruit power. That’s just not possible. She grabs the nearest crewmate, Iceburg, and goes to figure out what is going on by on. She thinks Iceburg will be helpful, he’s incredibly intelligent, but that all flies out the window the moment they get near this mysterious black haired woman.

She’s standing next to a cyborg who strikes a familiar pose and Iceburg brain stops working. It’s not possible. Franky died so long ago. But who else poses like that, talks like that? Has Franky been alive all this time and Iceburg just didn’t know? His little brother, cut apart into a cyborg, but still alive.

Olivia is talking about how they need to figure this out. They just survived Wano but if someone is copying devil fruits they will have a real problem and wait… Iceburg where are you going!

He just walks away in the middle of her statement. There is no subtlety in his movements. The cyborg and black haired woman see him coming. Olivia’s getting ready just incase they attack but that’s not a problem. The cyborg looks up and calls out “Ice-for-brains? What are you doing here? It’s great to see you don’t get me wrong but what about Water 7?”

Frank and Robin were talking about how they got thrown back in time? Put in a different universe? Or is this is all an illusion? Robin is still on her Seraphim theory. Maybe this is an elaborate training simulation for seraphim’s of the strawhats that the crew wondered into? When Franky spots Iceburg. And he’s excited to see him again but also filled with dread because is Water 7 okay?

Iceburg knew this was Franky the moment he heard Ice-for-brains. He’s crying. This is really Franky. He moves to quickly hug his brother. Franky’s thrown for a loop, because like it’s been a while, but not sobbing so happy you’re alive while, you know. Like Iceburg didn’t even treat him like this when he first returned to Water 7 after being presumed dead for years.

Robin sees all of this and it’s not right, Iceburg shouldn’t be here. But his appearance is also off. The Iceburg they know always looked pristine, he was the mayor and a business man. He presented himself as someone people could trust with important decision. This man looks like a wreck. Not just because he’s sobbing but his clothing and hair. They look different than how Iceburg would present himself.

While she’s having all of these realizations Olivia walks over to join them. She’s worried for Iceburg and wants to make sure he’s okay. She and Robin meet eyes but they don’t recognize each other (if they ran right past each other in Ohara they are not recognizing each other in Wano where they are both much old and believe the other dead for 22 years) it isn’t until Franky looks to Robin (with Iceburg arms still wrapped around him) and goes “hey Ice-for-brains you remember Nico Robin.” (He’s trying to get Iceburg to stop crying so he can find out what the heck is going on here)

But the name brings Olivia’s world to a screeching halt. “What did you just say?” She quickly move to Robin grabbing her face and examining her. “What’s your name?”

Robin isn’t afraid to tell people who she is anymore. Her crew will always protect her. “Nico Robin”

Olivia thinks this is a trick because it can’t be her daughter. But no one knew of her daughter’s existence. She died in Ohara 22 years ago. The only people who know her name are Olivia’s crewmates. “And where are you from?”

“Ohara.” Robin answers without hesitation. Franky is watching closely ready to help her if this crazy lady attacks her.

“That’s not possible. Nico Robin died 22 years ago when Ohara was buster called.” The white haired woman says. And Robin’s dumb founded because she pretty famously the only survivor of that buster call. “How dare you impersonate my little girl!” Olivia is furious. But her words shock Robin. Because WHAT?

“Who are you?” Robin asks this obviously very angry woman.

“Nico Olivia the only survivor of Ohara. I watched my daughter die so you can’t be her.”

This could go on forever if Franky wasn’t standing there like, “um yes she is Nico Robin. We declared war on the world government and destroyed Enies Lobby to get her back because she you know Nico Robin? Back me up Ice-for-brains you were there.”

Olivia and Iceburg are so confused because they stormed Enies Lobby to save Olivia. But Franky, who is somehow alive, says his crew stormed Enies Lobby to save Robin. Several moments or mother and daughter using their brains later they realize that this has to be either an illusion, or a parallel world.

Olivia and Robin have a break down because their daughter/mom is actually here. Like brain stops working when they finally make the connection and are like oh….OH. Meanwhile Iceburg and Franky have already started comparing notes. Not on their journeys and where they differ, no that would be helpful, no they are comparing notes on the ships they built for their crews.

Chopper and Hiriluk

Chopper and Hiriluk don’t have the same blocks that everyone else does. Unlike Nami, Sanji, and Franky, their counter part isn’t alive, so there’s no awkward “how are you alive?” “What do you mean I saw you the last time I was home?” There’s no confusion on how they are here fighting like with Usopp and Kaya. And unlike Robin, Olivia, and Nojiko they can instantly recognize each other. (Hiriluk hasn’t changed that much, Chopper’s the only human reindeer)

The only people in a similar situation are Ace and Luffy as it’s only been two years since they lost each other, and oddly Zoro and Kuina. Though it’s not because they recognize each other and more because they think the other is someone else. (By the time they realize it’s truly their lost friend, it’s because they recognize Wado Ichimonji.)

Chopper runs into Hiriluk on the battle field. They both imidiatly recognize each other. They call out for each other, knocking out any enemy between them, and Chopper just jumps into his arms as Hiriluk falls to his knees. (They have no clue Kaya almost shot Chopper) they are sobbing “My son! My wonderful wonderful son!”

They are a mess. The enemy’s are avoiding them because you don’t get in between a sobbing father and his son. Especially when that father is telling his son just how much he loves him. Even more so when the father and son just took out a 1/4 of the enemy’s just to get to each other.

Just back away from the sobbing old man and his raccoon dog son as slowly and quietly as you can.

Luffy and Ace

Luffy sees Ace. Which just can’t be. This has to be a dream. Or a vision. But Ace never fought Kaido as far as Luffy knows.

But then he sees Ace hit Kaido hard. He can feel the heat from Ace’s fire from here. This is real. It has to be. And Kaido is about to hit Ace. Ace who he already watched die once. Luffy is gone in point .0001 seconds. He’s left his crew behind (he trust them to take care of themselves, to take care of everything else) he has to get to Ace.

Ace sees the hit coming and he’s bracing for it. But it never lands because some maniac comes flying out of no where and slams into Kaido with a speed and a force he’s only seen once before. But that’s not possible, that person was dead. His baby brother was dead. It couldn’t be him. Except Kaido is sent flying and the boy lands, and it is. It is him. It’s Luffy. From his Strawhat to his sandals, that’s his brother.

His baby brother is here. He’s alive! And he’s just punched Kaido. Kaido who Ace was struggling to fight. Kaido who is launching himself back at Luffy. No. Never again. Never again will Ace let Luffy get hurt.

Cue the boys desperately trying to punch Kaido first. They are both yelling about Kaido staying away from THEIR brother! There’s no way Kaido can win. Anytime he tries to defend himself from one the other launches themselves at him with a rabid feralness that should not be seen in humans.

Gear 5 comes out at some point. Ace awakens his fruit. They demolish him.

Afterwords Luffy just launches himself at Ace knocking him to the ground. His rubber limbs wrapping around his big brother. Ace is cradling his brother as close as he can. They are sobbing. Until they pass out. Exhausted from the fight. They don’t care about the why or the how, their brother is here that’s all they care for.

Their crews find them and move them somewhere safe. And I do mean them. Ace is not releasing Luffy even in his sleep. Not that it matters much, Luffy is so tangled around him it wouldn’t be possible to separate them. Not that their crews would.

They wake up two days later still tangled up. By this point Robin, Olivia, Iceburg, and Jinbei have put the pieces together. They know that the Strawhats are from a different timeline? World? They’re still working out the particulars. And they have no idea how to get the strawhats back. (Oh no extended vacation!!)

Not like the reverse crew wants them to go back.

Again this is a VERY rough outline of what it will look like. I’ll write way more detail when I actually get here in cannon. But for now here’s a taste of what is to come.

Thank you so much for the prompt/ask it was so well articulated I had to expand on it.

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Hi!! after reading your recent fic, I gotta request too! Can you also do a Earth 42 miles but with a bad boy x good girl trope? I am a sucker for that! Thanks in advance! >////<

Earth 42 Miles Morales X Reader !!

Bad boy x Good girl trope -

[Y/N] is a smart student, never failing to achieve straight A's. She's a cheerful girl, her smile never leaves her face, luring people with her calm aura. She's President of her class, voted by her classmates lovingly.

She's probably the most happiest girl alive despite the city they live in. Gangsters, robbers and kidnappers, villains and all, making the police's job harder than it already was.

She entered the class, as she heard students chattering amongst themselves, even if there's a teacher infront of them. The woman looked at the student, relief evident on her face.

"Sweetie, [Y/N] you're finally here. Could I quickly talk to you about something before we start?" "Sure, Miss Calleros!" She smiled sweetly in response. "Theres a new student, he's your seatmate."

The girl glanced at the new student, he was sat next to the window, looking out with narrowed eyes. She looked back at her teacher. "If I may ask, It's the middle of the school year, don't you think he joined too late..?" "He..he got expelled from his previous school dear, he's a delinquent you see.." "ah..."

She nodded at the explanation, as she glanced back at the student. "After school, I just want you to show him his locker, and give him his schedule." Miss Calleros smiled as she gave her the papers, she took them with a smile.

After that, she smacked the black board causing her classmates to quiet down. The teacher gave her a thankful look, as she sat on her chair.

-- [Y/N]'s POV --

After class, I got up, beginning to place my things on my backpack. "Hey cutie!" A familiar voice said, I glanced to my right. "Hey, Mei Mei." I greeted her. Mei Mei was my best friend, since childhood. She always had those big round, red glasses.

"How are you not scared? You sat next to the Miles Morales!" She exclaimed dramatically. Carrying my bag and raising an eyebrow up, I asked "Who?" "Miles Morales! The new student? He's a delinquent?"

I rolled my eyes and bumped my hips onto her as she staggered slightly away. The girl with glasses giggled catching up to me. "I'm serious though, I heard in his previous school - he was in a gang. He beats up people for fun, has a gun too.. I'm surprised he didn't hurt you..!!" We made our way in the school hall.

"Please, he won't hurt me. I'm too cute." I say jokingly as Mei Mei looked at me, her eyes narrowed. "Sure." She giggled poking my cheeks.

The day passed by quickly, and before I knew it, school had ended. Now, for my president duties! My eyes glanced around the halls, walking around the whole school, searching the face for this 'Mr. Bad boy.'

Then, my eyes spotted him. Exiting the bathroom, his hands rubbing together as he maybe put on hand sanitizer. Not bad for a bad guy. Hygienic.

I then catched up behind him, "Hello! Excuse me!" I called, catching up to the tall boy. "You're Miles Morales, right?" "Yeah." He said simply, his gaze piercing onto mine. An awkward silence passed by, keeping my eyes on his, his gaze gradually became more threatening. Now I know why people are scared of him.

"I like your accent." I said without thinking, "What?" He raised an eyebrow, My mouth closed in response. "Nothing! I'm [Y/N] and I'm the class president, here's your schedule.." I handed him the schedule with a sweet smile, though I can't manage to look him the eyes - since somehow, it's hard to. So looking him at his torso is the best way to avoid eye contact.

"Your locker number is 42, next to the science class! We're locker neighbours!!" A giggle escaped my mouth, immediately closing it in embarrassment. What was that giggle. My eyes creeped up to him, he had no emotion, he just looked at me.

He nodded and walked away. I breathed a sigh of relief, stomping childishly. "That's so embarrassing!! I'm gonna jump of a building - Locker neighbours!? What am I a child!?"

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Being Miles Morales' seatmate wasn't that bad. He's oddly quiet for a delinquent. He's smart too. My mind went to that one time last week - when we were paired up for a presentation. We exchanged numbers, and almost immediately - he sent the whole research and the script.

-- Miles Morales POV --

"Can you make it pink please ^⁠▽⁠^?" I laughed under my breath in amusement. What was her name again? [Y/N]? I searched her name on Instagram. Her face popped up, as I clicked it. My eyes flickered, scrolling through her pictures.

Most of her pictures were her studying, in the library, with friends, her with cats and random cute things she saw. I closed my phone, my uncle entering the room. "What's with that look, man?" "What look?" "And here I thought you won't catch feelings for anyone with that heart of yours." He laughed and exited.

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[Y/N] shivered in the dark, as she walked in the street. City lights and dim street lamps were the only thing keeping the girl company. She sighed, walking faster, in hopes of getting to her apartment quickly, plastic bag on her hand. She passed by two guys, about her age - smoking.

One of them stopped her in her tracks by stepping infront of her, a smug look in his faced. "Hey sweetcheeks, whatchu doing so late?" She gave a small awkward smile and turned around, only to be blocked by his friend.

"Leaving so soon?" "Have fun with us." "No thank you, I need to go home..." She said meekly, as the two creeps laughed. Another gripped her wrist, she yelped in response. "That was an order, sweetheart." A harsh tug made her look around for help.

"Yo' move." A familiar voice said, as they all turned to look at it. It was Miles Morales, his eyebrows knit together, meeting her eyes. "Miles! Help-" "ah, this your boyfriend or something?" "Looks like a delinquent wanna be."

[Y/N] shot pleading eyes to her delinquent seatmate, as he stared back in return. He sighed. "I said move. People are trying to pass, bro." "Who you trying to 'bro', Man?" The two creeps approached him.

With a blink of an eye, the two were laying on the ground, one with a bruised eye who was also passed out and one with a busted lip. "Whatever! She looks like a whore anyways!" The guy cowered and ran away, leaving his friend.

Miles crouched down to the passed out guy, his hands roaming on his pockets and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Placing one on his lip, he ignited the lighter and lit up the tip of the cigarette.

"Thank you..." She said, trying to catch her breath, hand on her heart as she almost died. Miles grunted, blowing smoke and glanced at her. "Whatcu' even doing here?" "Was just trying to buy some meds for my cat. He's sick. I'm going back to my apartment now though.." she gripped the plastic bag, she was holding onto for dear life earlier.

"You're crazy for walking in the middle of the night." He continued walking forward. "Yeah...can you uhm, walk me to my apartment?" [Y/N] shyly asked. His eyes flickered to her.

"Why?" "'Cause...you saved me, so maybe you can keep doing that until I reach my apartment! I'll pay you back if you do, and also for saving me!" "You ain't need to pay me back." He said, quickening his pace.

The girl quickly ran up to him, trying to match his pace. "..Is that a yes..?" "Yeah, whatever." They walked in silence, somehow, this time it was calming and comfortable.

"Uhm- so...if you don't mind me asking..are the rumours really true..? the one where they say you're a delinquent, who's in a gang, who beats people up for fun..?" She shivered again in the cold, feeling a little brave to ask questions.

"The delinquent part is true. But Ion' go with gangs and beating people up for fun. I'm not that ridiculous 'Ma." He said, blowing the smoke from his cigarette. She nodded and smiled. "Well, you're not that bad for a delinquent." "Yeah?" "Yeah."

She stopped as Miles also halted, looking at her. She faced the building next to him. "This is me...thank you, again." "Don't go outside in middle of the night, next time. Don't wanna save your ass again."

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Hope this was goodd, I also absolutely love this trope!! I'm taking more requests!! Any characters will be finee!!

#across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #miles x reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader #miles morales #spiderman #earth 42 miles morales x you #earth 42 miles fluff #earth 42 miles x you #miles molares

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