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shooting-love-arrows · 6 months

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𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎'𝐬! 𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐀𝐍

SYNOPSIS: 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎'𝐬! 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐧 basks in the fact that you're ofically his. PAIRING: 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎'𝐬! 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐧 x Reader (gender isn't impiled/mentioned/specified) Tw. buying reader, kidnapping, general lack of consent, possessive/obsessive behavior, power imbalance, blackmailing, threatening; A/N: Quick reminder. I do not support this kind of behaviour. This is just a piece of fiction and serves as enetrtaimnet purposes only.

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎'𝐬! 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐧 who had bought you.

Earlier that week, unknowingly to you, he visited a small apartment you and your family were occupying. 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎'𝐬! 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐧 was aware where and how you were living but it still mortified him how you – his precious darling – could be living like that.

“You deserve better…more…” he repeated in his head every time he thought about you. Which was always. So it didn't come as a surprise to anyone he had decided to do something about it sooner than later.

Yes, 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎'𝐬! 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐧 greatly appreciated being so warmly welcomed by (his soon to be in-laws) your family. He even witnessed himself from where you got some of your traits from but business needed to be made.

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎'𝐬! 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐧 was straight forward from the start.

The deal was simple: he will pay your family a handsome sum of money monthly and you'll belong to him wholly. They'll completely disappear from your life, becoming nothing but a shadow of your past. In his head he knows you won’t need them anymore.

If not, their financial situation which was already bad will be even worse. 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎'𝐬! 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐧 is a man of power and has a lot of money. Your parents, knowing this, quickly understood that it's either willingly giving you away and getting the money or he will forcefully do so with them landing on a street, probably dead.

From the beginning, they had no choice.

"And here you are, my precious." 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎'𝐬! 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐧 whispered lovingly into your ear before gently laying you on the king size bed. You were put in a deep sleep by an alcohol you drank during his luxurious party (he threw to celebrate sealing the deal but shhh...) and strong sleeping pills he had added to one of your drinks. He made a mental note to pay the doctor he got them from an extra since you didn't even twitch the whole way you were carried here.

"I hope the bedroom will be to your liking." Your (captor) future husband carefully took off your shoes and laid them by your new bed. 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎'𝐬! 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐧 wanted you to be as comfortable as one person can be. Then he took the neatly folded blanket made from the highest quality silk and processed to snuggly tuck you in. When he finished, you looked like the bed could swallow you at any given moment.

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎'𝐬! 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐧 couldn’t help himself and brought his hand to your head, caressing it while staring at your face in adoration. "If not I'll change it however you like it."

Secretly, he hoped you'll be sharing a bedroom (especially bed) soon.

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎'𝐬! 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐧 sat down by your side, the softest mattress he could find easily dipping under him. He didn’t care that he was wrinkling his expensive party wear consisting of a black tuxedo imported straight from Italy that accentuated his lean body in every positive way. He was looking his absolutely best. For you.

"Oh how I love you, my precious." 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎'𝐬! 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐧 purred and his fingers ghosted over your cheek. He leaned down close enough to your face that your soft breaths were fanning him. Some of his slicked back hair fell down tickling your forehead. His mesmerizing eyes were gleaming with the passionate and deep rooted love he had for you. "You belong to me."

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟎'𝐬! 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐧 sealed your fate with a peck on your lips.

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prettymonegasque · 19 days

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Hii !! Can you write smut about Lando at the beach or on a yacht ? <3

Lando Norris x Reader

A/N: icymi I have the hots for innocent little lando norris

Warnings: SMUT 18+ Blow job, m! receiving, sub! Lando, jealousy, not proof read.

You've heard that jealousy is bad. It's the big green monster that ruins relationships. Luckily, you never had the chance to experience it. Until now. Something about the way that bitch laughed at Lando's lame jokes and kept touching his arm, triggered the wrong nerve. A primal urge to mark your territory rose in you. You were on a mission.

"Hey guys. How you doin'?" You walked over to Lando and the tramp. "Hey Y/N. Lando was just telling me how to beat Wario on Super Mario. I'm always stuck there." Her voice was annoyingly pitchy and her fucking hand was not moving away from your man. And that muppet was oblivious.

"Really? I beat him on the first try. Guess some of us know when to stop." You stared the girl down. Lando finally got to his senses and felt the tension simmering. "Anyways, I'm gonna borrow Lando for a bit." You didn't for a reply before dragging him to the little storage room in the yacht.

"Um. Can I ask what's happening or..?" Lando dragged looking at you with those innocent hazel green eyes. "You didn't know what she was doing?" You were wondering if he was mocking you or if he was genuinely confused. "She was asking about Super Mario." He shrugged. "God you're so adorable" You couldn't help how annoyingly innocent he was. You pushed him against the door and hungrily caught his lips.

You felt like an animal and you wanted the whole jungle to know who your mate is. You made sure to leave marks on his neck and he whined and gasped at your feral mission. "Baby, that's gonna leave a mark." He mumbled. The absence of a shirt worked out perfectly. You were on your knees and swiftly removed his swimsuit. Lando threw his headback but instead hit his head on the door. "Fuck" He half moaned as you started pumping him. You could see the precum leaking. As much as you wanted to feel his weight on your tongue, you also wanted to tease just a wee bit for unknowingly being a little slut. Lando's whines were getting louder by the stroke.

"Love, please I can't hold much longer." He gasped. "Patience baby boy. If you wanted me to get you off, all you had to do was ask. You didn't have to let some bimbo feel you up." You looked up at him with a pout, taunting him. "Baby, I swear, I didn't know she was flirting with me. I got all excited about Wario. Please ba- Fuck" You took all of him in. You bobbed your head. You could sense he was getting close. You pulled him out and kitten licked his slit, almost sending him to oblivion.

His moans were turning into borderline screams. Lando was no stranger to being loud in bed but being loud in public was a new thing. You smirked as he gripped your hair. "Shit Y/N I'm gonna cum. Please let me cum in your mouth baby. Fuckin' hell." He didn't have to tell you twice. You continued sucking him till he came in you. Your mouth filled with his seed and you swallowed every single drop. He looked like a fucking Greek God from your point of view, all flushed and innocent.

He pulled out of you and helped you up. You kissed him softly. He smiled against your lips. "It's cute when you get jealous baby." He mumbled. "I wasn't jealous. I was being territorial, there's a difference." You rolled your eyes. "Admit it you have the hots for me" He giggled. "Well unfortunately I have a lifetime of hots for you." You smiled lifting your left hand as the sun shone on your ring finger making the diamond glisten.

#lando norris smut #lando norris x reader #lando x reader #lando norris #ln4 #ln4 x reader #ln4 imagine #ln4 smut #formula 1 #f1 fluff #f1 smut

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me-writes-prompts · 9 months

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-:"And, they were roommates" prompts:-

(Yes. Yes. And, yes. hehehe. Tag me :))

By @me-writes-prompts

"Have you seen my black T-shirt, I'm sure it was here. I swear I saw it here." "Oh, the one that looked like a rug? Yeah, I threw it away. Haha." "You little shit, come here!"

Coming to their apartment drunk, and then puking all over the floor that the other one has to clean up because it's inspection day tomorrow.

They always make two servings of meals unknowingly so the other one doesn't starve.

Pillow fights, because they don't want to get "too violent".

"Oh my god, your room is so dirty. How do you live here?" "If you're so bothered by it, clean it up." "Fuck off. I'm not your servant." "You act like one." "I. Said. Fuck. Off."

Friday movie nights, and fighting for who gets to choose the movie.

^^One of them is scared of horror movies, so they end up sitting close to the other one in result.

Spending Christmas together, because they have to. Definitely not because they want to.

"Is that your Halloween costume for the party? You're gonna embarrass me." "Yes, that's exactly my goal."

"Did you forget that it was your turn to grab the groceries today?" "Yeah, sorry. I thought I'd wait for you so we can go together?" "Fine."

^^Silly excuses to be with each other.

"Just so you know, this is not a date." "Of course not. Two people can have candlelight dinner without it being romantic, gosh."

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writingsbymo-mo · 4 months

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How you found out Takeomi is Sanzu's brother...as his secretary in Bonten

🎟 Also...you may use your tickets now 🎟

One minute, you're Sanzu's secretary, and the next, you're his glorified therapist. It all started when he came back from a mission drenched in the blood of traitors he personally put to rest. He wasn’t quite himself, even being under the influence of drugs. This was very unusual.

Sanzu threw off his bloodied waistcoat and tie, throwing them across the room. He fumbled in his steps to the couch in his office, collapsing onto it with a heavy sigh squeezing the bridge of his nose. "I'm an only child." He kept repeating over and over.

You dropped what you were doing, setting the stack of papers onto your desk and stepped over to him, sitting in the chair across from him. "Do you want ot talk about it, Sanzu?"

Sanzu repeated his sigh and shook his head. "Just let me rest a bit."

You nodded, patiently waiting for his next move. Sanzu mumbled under his breath, clearly annoyed by something. "Fucking Takeomi....you're not my brother anymore....don't need to tell me how to do my shit...."

"Wait...Takeomi is your brother?"

Sanzu froze. His eyes widened as he realized what he said out loud. He quickly grabbed your hand, bringing you closer to him and placed his hand over your mouth, staring at you, warning you not to say another word...yet. His shoulders slumped, moving his hand away when you nodded and dropped a heavy sigh. "Yes....that asshole is my brother..." His eyes darted to your chair, giving you the cue he was ready. "Where do I begin with this...."

Sanzu started with the times Takeomi punished him for the things Senju did then proceeded to blame him for not taking care of his sister because of it. Over and over again. He hated it. It wasn't his fault at all and yet, he'd be punished whether Takeomi knew or not. He wanted to say something, anything to keep it from happening but he could never stand up to his brother. At one point, he couldn't take it anymore and left. He wasn't Haruchiyo Akashi anymore, he's now Haruchiyo Sanzu.

"Hold on, Takeomi is your brother...and he did all that to you even though it wasn't? The fuck?!! You bolted from your chair in disbelief and fury. "Who the fuck does that?!"

Sanzu stared wide eyed at you from the couch. You didn't raise your voice often but how could you not after hearing everything?

"Sanzu, one slap. Just one slap across that bastard's face is all I ask."

Sanzu couldn't help but smile at the thought. What he would do to witness such a sight. He sat up, directly facing you now. "So, you want to slap my bastard of a brother?"

"Yes, please Sanzu! He deserves it!"

"Alright, let me call him in here." He stood up to get his phone from the table.

You gasp in shock, "Wait, right now? Really?!"

Sanzu picks his phone up, eyeing you with a smirk. "But of course. And I'll make sure he doesn't say anything."

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"What the hell did you call me for at this hour, Ha-Sanzu?!"

Sanzu let him in with a straight face. "My secretary found something interesting that requires your attention."

Takeomi sighs, taking a puff of his cigarette, "alright, what is it?" He peers over to you with tired eyes.

You let out a breath you had been holding since he stepped in, making your way over to them. "Can you lean forward for me a bit?" Takeomi does what you ask unknowingly what's to come.

Slap

Takeomi was now looking at a laughing Sanzu in disbelief. "The fuck—"

"The fuck is wrong with you is more like it. That's what you get for punishing him for things he never did!"

And just as Sanzu promised, Takeomi never said a word. He never told you what was said but you had an idea.

#this os based on the poll results #so you know what happens #tokyo revengers spoilers #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers sanzu #sanzu haruchiyo #sanzu x reader #haruchiyo sanzu x reader #sanzu haruchiyo x reader #haruchiyo sanzu #takeomi akashi

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sungvrhs · 3 months

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something which includes playing with Heesung's hair at 3 in the morning and we both can't sleep. its just physical affection

respectfully he is a macaron

MIDNIGHT DIARIES:

Genre: Fluff | Heeseung!male x reader!female word count: 1.3K

Tossing hereby against the chilly sheets of your bed, the moonlight cascaded against the windowpane, the shimmering dust colliding with the light, reflecting like sparkles in the dim room, your gaze went up to stare at the ceiling, the fan rotating in a never ending cycle as the wind blew down to your face, hair strands drifting away from your forehead. A deep sigh left your lips as your gaze went to look at your boyfriend next to you, sound asleep. One thing that you always wanted to do was the stargaze in the midst of night, but for now, your favorite sight seemed to be lost in his dreamland for a while. You take support of your elbow as you move to face him, your eyes tracing to capture his facial features; taking in each and every detail of his facial outlines as if you were the artist who was taking motion capture for the reference painting before your hands start to work on the canvas.

His damson locks rested against his forehead as his lips rested in a pout while his cheeks sunk deep in the pillow, his arms resting underneath it. The peaceful expressions that he unknowingly wore somewhat gave you peace as a small smile lingered against your lips. The clock struck three as your phone on the nightstand lit up with the notification. A sigh escaped your lips as your gaze went to drift back to him, wondering on how to sleep. Sunday morning was to arrive in a few hours and you had planned to duck under the duvets earlier on Saturday night just to be more productive for the following day…but what you didn’t look forward to was having your sleep taking a mere break in the middle of the night. “Can’t sleep?” His husky voice rings through your ears as you feel his arms snaking around your waist, tugging you close whilst his eyes remain close. “Sorry, did I wake you up?” You question softly, your hands rushing softly to run through his messy locks as you sit up, letting him snuggle against your waist. “No you didn’t. I was up already, trying to figure out how to oversleep.” A soft chuckle escaped his lips, following yours, lighting up the room with sounds of laughter. Your hand ran through his locks softly, his eyes fluttering open for a short while as he looked up to meet your eyes, the soft gaze lingering about yours as you smiled. “What are you looking at?” You spoke, your eyes disappearing at your wide smile which you didn't even recognize had lingered on your lips as the latter let out a chuckle.

“Looking at the world that resides in your orbs.” You threw your head back softly. “My eyes almost disappear when I smile like that.” You grin, your head dipping down to close the distance between the two of you as he shook his head sideways. “Doesn’t stop me from stargazing my whole galaxy.” Your hand made a way to push back your loose hair strands, covering your face with your free hand. “Hee it’s literally 3 in the morning and you're being extra cheesy.” You heard him chuckling as he rested his head on your lap, finally able to meet your gaze in a comfortable position whilst your other hand continued to ruffle against his locks, sending small exasperated sighs escaping his lips frequently along with the rhythmic breathing. “The hour brings in a new energy in me.” He spoke, the grin never leaving his lips as you rolled your eyes playfully at him. A moment of silence engulfs the two of you, with only the soft gales knocking against the window pane and the low whizzing of the fan, following the soft breaths of the two of you. Even in the dark, the shine of his eyes never failed to vanish, his eyes reflected the same enthusiasm that he had in the morning. “Sometimes I wonder how I got so lucky to have crossed paths with you.” He shifted his face to the right as he spoke, “What makes you think that?” he questioned, causing you to lift your head up to ponder over it as your lips unzipped, letting out all those words that were imprinted in your brain. “Like, the thought alone makes me wonder that this all is a dream and I might wake up from this mid reality one day. And that the perfection you reside in makes me want you to give you the best you deserve.” You let the words sink in your surroundings as you turn to face him, catching him staring at you as he speaks. “But darling, I’m not that perfect. No human is. And The best that I deserve is having you by my side. I don’t ask for anything else.” “What are you talking about? You’re the most perfect man I’ve ever seen.” The words escaped your mouth as you were surprised at how he wasn’t yet sure about himself. He? Not being perfect? The universe must be blind. His gaze met yours, adoration coating his orbs. “Like I fail to find the right words everytime when it comes to you.” He grinned at your words, moving his head up closer to you as he spoke, “Oh so you mean that I do make you stutter.” Cheeks flushing on the crimson shades as you throw your head back, suppressing your shy smile. “You always do that when I try to make a nice, decent conversation!” He turns to face the photoframe of the two of you posing on the beach, clicked and framed from the memories made 7 months ago. Your gaze went to follow his, past memories of you meeting him for the very first time in the university library reflected across your eyes. “Sometimes I wonder what if I skipped university that day.” A laughter escaped his lips as he spoke, “Well, for your information, I had you and your name branded on my smile since the very first day I saw you.” You turn to look at him, playfully shocked at his words. “No way.” You spoke as he nodded, a giggle escaping your lips as he spoke. “I thank the professor for letting me switch classes, otherwise I would have fought my way to swap them.” He spoke, chuckling at your reaction. “You’re unbelievable Hee.” You were way more than amused at the new tea that he was spilling. “You never told me that though.” You spoke, eyeing him down as your hands continued to stroke his hair, his facial expressions falling loose at the content. “Well, some teas are meant to be spilled at different times.”

His gaze never leaving yours whilst his lips parted a bit, drowning in your hazel orbs as the clock struck 4am, drifting both of you away from your trance to view the clock. “It’s 4 already?” You spoke, scratching your nape as Heeseung got up from your lap, his hands supporting him as he came closer to you. “What do you want to do?” He spoke, eyeing your hands as his made their way to interlock with yours, causing you to look at him with a surprised smile. “What? They looked lonely.” He sulked, swinging them softly as you chuckled. “Wanna eat ramen?” You suggested, causing the latter’s eyes to lit up with joy as he nodded. “Only if you cook.” He spoke, getting off the bed as he pushed away the duvet, causing you to chuckle at his actions. “I won’t leave the kitchen in your hands anyways.” You spoke, getting off the bed too as Heeseung dramatically gasped at your words. “Hey! I ain’t that bad at cooking.” He spoke, following you as you opened the door wide. “Not bad but not good.” You spoke, chuckles escaping from both of your ends. NOTE: This one came out short hehe. If there are any grammatical errors, please ignore because English is not my first language. Feel free to leave comments and re-blog <3

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yunxi-11085 · 10 months

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"Your blood, is my life"

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˚ · . pairs ¡ jing yuan x gn!reader

˚ · . sypnosis ¡ “ you're a vampire working on a mission in . and whilst injured you encounter the general of the Xianzhou alliance.

you're in need of blood to heal, and the general offers it"

₊˚ପ⊹ tw ¡¿ : blood drinking, injured reader, st*bbed, mentions of blood

·˚ ༘ tags //

@ send me an ask if you want to be tagged in my stories!!

You were in the middle of a battle when the monster suddenly threw a knife to your stomach. It felt okay in battle mostly because of your healing abilities. but you did not expect it to dig deeper and leak more blood.

"huff.."

you hold onto a nearby wall for support after running away from the monster you couldn't beat— especially when you were severely injured with a knife in your stomach.

you work with the stellaron hunters and were in a mission to clear out a few monsters in the side so blade and Kafka could easily rush back, per elio's script of course.

though elio never told you why you had to come here in the first place, you were so sure that blade could easily bring those monsters to the otherworld without moving a bit.

as you walk, the knife digs in as well. you groan in pain. you lean against the wall and attempt to pull the knife out. sources say you shouldn't pull out the knife if you were stabbed

but— you weren't human. you couldn't die like a human would.

you were born a vrykolaka, or something easier to say is vampire. you thrive on blood to survive, and to heal.

one cup of animal blood can save you on weeks of hunting, and more to survive for months without needing to refill

but right now, you were losing too much blood you were sure drinking animal blood isn't going to save you. and the only plausible solution is drinking human blood— which you don't really like to do.

something about drinking the blood of the species you live with and interact with....

nope! you were definitely not going to drink anyone's blood. best believe you just die of blood loss then.

was this in elio's script too?!! to get stabbed and die??

as you slowly but agonizingly pulled the knife out.

unknowingly, someone was observing you, from the skies(?)

finally, the knife was pulled out and a pool of blood was on the ground below you.

you lean backwards hoping to relieve some of the pain. before you get a message from silverwolf.

SW: hey you doing good?

Me: no

SW: anyways elio said you have to leave that area rn because someone is coming

Me: who?

Silver wolf went offline

you grip your phone and sigh loudly, so much work for someone who stays in their room tapping a bunch of codes.

you rip off a piece of your jacket and wrapped it around your abdomen where the wound is, and you stand up and start walking in a route where people won't spot you.

it'd be nice to have a breather once in a while...

well if only you didn't have a wound on your abdomen.

you wander in a circle and realize— the monster you just fought, was now cowering on the floor in pain.

how? did someone manage to defeat it so fast?

you were so sure that you only took 5 minutes.

you walk closer, though your head spins. and you see a speck of gold.

your first thought was— Jing Yuan, one of the seven arbiter-generals of Xianzhou Alliance. he was well-known for his lightning powers that strike of gold.

how did he get here? aren't generals supposed to be stuck in their offices drowning in work instead of wandering about? especially when matters like these, the cloud knights should be doing?

footsteps came from behind you and you whipped your head to see the said man walking towards you.

you stand there clenching your weapon, preparing for battle if it happens.

"I'm not here to fight"

Jing yuan raises his arms up, you stare at him and he grins. "don't worry, you nor the stellaron hunters are wanted criminals now."

*oh*

they finished that quick? then why did elio even want me to come here?

"then, why are you here? do you want to chit-chat?" you said lowering your weapon.

to your surprise, he nodded.

"say, I had been quite interested in you."

he stepped closer

"you're a vrykolaka, aren't you?"

you flinch, "how did you know?" you said eyeing him suspiciously. only few people know that you are a nearly extinct species that thrive on blood to survive.

the only people who know of your actual species— are the stellaron hunters, your deceased friend, and...

"no worries, I dare not to tell anyone. if possible we could have a simple chat" his voice snapped you outu of your thoughts and you looked at him, scanning him of any ill intention, there being none.

you simply nodded, he smiled and walked closer to you.

"it appears you may have been injured, do you need a hand?"

no, was the simple answer. you didn't like people getting into your business, especially someone you don't know and the general of the ship you were on

"are you sure?" he said,

then— you smell the scent of sweet—

your fangs came out, your eyes turn red and you back away, noting that the general just— there's slight blood blooming from his hand. fuck, this is bad

you're losing control, and you're losing blood too.

you didn't smell his blood earlier, did he just cut his own hand??!!

".. get away... from me general.." you said slowly and backed away covering your nose with your sleeve. taking in large breaths as you attempt to steady your self-control to not just grab the general and munch on him like a hungry dog

"if it's too much for you, I'd like to help."

"n, no its—"

gosh, that smells so good

"it's fine, don't worry."

you didn't realize you were now biting into the hand of the general of the ship.

his blood tasted— so, so good. it's been a while since you tasted human blood and the last time you did, it had an unpleasant rotting taste. probably because you had no other choice but to drink a corpse's blood for survival.

you were thankful, atleast that Kafka provided you proper blood to drink.

this one, you knew the general is really healthy and takes care of his body well.

your eyes glowed red everytime you suck the blood out of his hand,

your abdomen, the injury started to slowly close up. a slight stinging pain but you felt worse.

"there there, we have all day" the general said, you completely forgot you were still munching on the hand of the general.

just as you were about to let go to keep your pride, his other hand reached and patted your back.

I'm not a baby drinking milk!!!

(you sorta are)

you groan and glare at him before you finally unbared your fangs and your hunger was depleted.

you look down at the wound at your abdomen and sighed in relief when it is finally healed.

"um... sorry if I drank too much of your blood, general." you look up at the unfazed general

"it's just a small amount of my blood, no worries. I'm glad to have been of help to you"

a small amount? that little to heal such a grave injury?

you wonder if the general's blood is godly or something. he is a long-living species after all.

the general holds your hand and says, "say, would you like to have tea together sometime?"

this damned general

"of course, though I'm busy now." you said

"then we shall part ways for now, I await your notice"

you nod, though you said one last thing beforehand. "in our otherwise next meeting, bring a healer instead"

end note ¡ had the idea and I wrote it today, strangely enough I always complete a story on Tuesdays because I don't have to go to school or work today this is a kind of cringy fic so I'm now jumping into a cave to die tyvm.

feel free to give me more ideas to cringely write 🤪

imagine elio made you do the mission in order to find your future husband, ah....

crossposted on AO3 ¡ here

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marauders-peace · 9 months

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Whispers of the Heart

Summary: When you're just pretending to date your crush, are there many worries. And then there is your ex-best friend, whose words still haunt you...

Pairing: Sirius black x hufflepuff!reader

Warnings: past toxic friendship, past toxic relationship (not with the reader), insecurities, self conscious , fake dating

I don't have much time to write from now on so I made this part shorter, sry /wc:+2300

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Prologue Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

"You can go now." Madam Pomfrey looked at me critically. "And take care of yourself."

I nodded and gathered my things. I hid the flowers among my belongings and sneaked back to our common room. There were only a few people there as it was evening. But those who were there cast curious glances at me.

"If the whole school thought there was something between us, would you be ashamed?"

Part of me wanted to hide, while the other seemed to be flying. I was excited and scared at the same time. These feelings could only be triggered by Sirius, and that scares me.

I rushed up to our room with my things. The other girls were awake and looked at me surprised. Lydia seemed to recover first. "You're feeling better! I'm so glad; you really scared us."

I had to smile crookedly. "I'm sorry."

I unpacked my things and sorted them back in. Lydia and Maya just watched me. Eventually, Maya broke the silence. "Hey, I can't stand it anymore, what happened? You have to tell us!"

She sat on her bed and looked at me with an expectant smile. I don't know exactly why, but that somehow made me happy. Seraph had never asked about me or shown any interest in what was going on with me.

Without her, I almost felt lighter. Was it wrong to think that?

"It's complicated; I'm still overwhelmed by everything that happened," I said finally. I had now finished putting everything away, and the flowers were smiling at me.

When Lydia saw them, she squealed, "Are those from Sirius?" Her voice was very high-pitched.

I nodded. "Does one of you have a vase? Or a cup, that would work too."

Eagerly, Lydia rummaged on her bedside table and finally gave me a cup. I thanked her and filled the cup with water, placing the flowers inside. I put them on my nightstand, and they looked radiant.

"Are you two a couple?" Maya asked with a smile on her face.

Shit.

If I say now that we're a couple, it feels like I'm lying. But if I claim the opposite, then the truth about Sirius will come out in the next few days.

"Wasn't Seraph with him until three months ago?" Lydia asked, and my feelings of guilt returned and plagued me.

"Yes, Seraph was with him," I finally said, staring at the flowers.

Lydia said nothing for a while. Then she cautiously asked, "What does she think of him and you?"

I tensed unknowingly, and the flowers seemed to lose some of their shine. "She's angry. She made it clear to me this afternoon that she wants nothing to do with me."

Maya sighed. "Honestly, I'm glad you have nothing to do with her anymore," she said.

I looked at her surprised. "Why?"

She looked nervously away. "Well, she always dragged you around with her and kept us away from you."

My eyes widened. "Did she?"

Lydia laughed nervously. "Yes, she constantly made it clear that you belonged to her, and we shouldn't take you away from her."

That didn't sound like the words she threw at me.

Maya shook her head and looked at me with a sad smile. "And when she saw you with Sirius, last Christmas, she immediately went after him. Even though she had no interest in him before. I'm glad you're with him now and not letting her hold you back."

Did she know I had a crush on him? Had she always known that I liked him and still said all those things? Had she known all those years I admired him from afar, and yet she talked about me to him? Did she still flirt with him? Did she still come crying to me when he broke up with her, expecting me to take her side?

"Hey, are you okay?" Maya looked at me concerned. I just nodded and smiled at her.

"Can I still have breakfast with you tomorrow?" I asked eventually. Maya just smiled at me.

"No, you can't. You have to!" she said. "We have to look after you so you don't end up in the hospital again!"

Lydia giggled excitedly and hugged me. "I'm so glad you're feeling better! From today on, we're all friends, okay??" she asked, looking excitedly into my eyes.

I smiled and nodded. Then she hugged me again and squealed with excitement. Maya and I laughed along.

This was one of the most beautiful evenings I had ever had.

"(Y/n), wake up, we need to go to breakfast!" Maya called before disappearing into the bathroom. I turned to the other side of the bed, trying to fall back asleep. I almost succeeded, but then a pillow hit me.

"Don't fall asleep again! Come on." Lydia called from the other side of the room. I sighed and sat up. I rubbed my eyes and searched for my things to get ready.

When Maya came out of the bathroom, I quickly slipped in and got ready. I looked in the mirror, and even the green hair didn't bother me that much.

When I came out, Maya and Lydia were already waiting for me. I smiled at them, and we went to the Great Hall together. I was so happy that even the looks from others didn't bother me. Until I saw her gaze.

Seraph looked at me as if I were a disgusting insect daring to buzz around. She wrinkled her nose and rolled her eyes. Suddenly, I felt insecure. But Maya pulled me along to our place.

We sat down at the table. Maya sat next to Lydia, and I sat across from them.

"To be honest, I have no desire for Professor Binns' class," Maya sighed loudly. But then she looked at me with a curious grin. "I'd much rather hear what's going on with you and Sirius."

I laughed nervously, hoping it was just a joke, but she kept looking at me that way. Eventually, I sighed. "It's complicated," I said finally. To be honest, I didn't know what to say. I didn't know how he wanted to pretend we were together.

Lydia giggled. "I don't know what you mean; he seems totally into you. I mean, he's staring at you right now!"

My eyes widened. "Is he?" I asked and turned around slowly. And sure enough, Sirius was looking into my eyes, smiling at me while James was telling him something. I smiled back cautiously and turned back around.

Maya looked at me expectantly. I quickly lowered my head to my breakfast and ate something. Then she sighed. "What do you have as the first class today?" she asked finally.

"Transfiguration. It's not bad; we worked well last time and already solved the assignment," I replied, trying to collect myself.

Lydia clapped excitedly. "I have Transfiguration too! You have to explain it to me, please, please!"

I laughed. "Don't worry, we can sit down together and look at it again."

Suddenly, both of them became quiet and looked behind me. Then they grinned at each other and lowered their gaze to their food.

"What's -"

"Darling, how are you?" Sirius asked and sat down next to me. He smiled at me warmly. My gaze wandered first to him, then to his friends. James was just grinning, while Remus continued to eat. Peter was also looking at us, and they weren't the only ones.

I saw glances directed at us from almost everywhere. I laughed nervously and suddenly felt very tense. "I'm good," I finally said in a softer voice.

Sirius didn't let the audience show at all. He just smiled and brushed a green strand of hair from my face. "I'm glad. Do you have time after school today?"

I could barely get words out and just nodded. He grinned even wider as if I had saved his day. "We can go over the material you missed yesterday. Does that sound good?"

I smiled back at him unsurely. "Yes, that sounds great." I thought he would then leave, but he stayed and looked at me critically for a moment. "How much have you eaten today?" he asked, almost like my mother.

I laughed at that. "I've eaten a lot already; I have witnesses!" I said, forgetting the others who were watching us.

Sirius looked over at my friends and grinned at them. "Take care of her, okay?" he said playfully, and Maya and Lydia just nodded and grinned.

"Hey, it happened once, it doesn't happen all the time!" I said, but Sirius turned away from me now.

"You can only say that when you don't end up in the hospital wing again this month, love," he said, and I could hear his grin. Lydia wiggled her eyebrows at me, and I had to laugh.

When I was finished, I took my things and wanted to go to Transfiguration, but then Sirius took my things and smiled at me. "Let's go, love," he said and turned around to leave.

"I was actually going with Lydia," I started, but Lydia shook her head and made frantic hand movements.

"What's wrong?" Sirius asked, looking at me inquisitively. I shook my head and smiled at him. "You don't have to carry my things, you know?"

He looked at me critically. "Darling, maybe I don't have to, but I want to! Is it so hard to believe that I want to help my girlfriend?"

Maya grinned at me, and Lydia's mouth was open in astonishment. I suddenly felt way too hot and light at the same time.

"Come on, let's go," he took my hand and held both my and his things pressed against himself with the other hand; I don't know how he managed that. Warmth flowed through my hand and slowly spread through my body.

We walked through the corridors, and when we were alone, I wanted to take my things back, but he held them up so high that I couldn't reach them.

"Forget it, I'll go through with this completely now! What kind of boyfriend would I be if I gave you your things back the moment we're alone? I can give you the answer: a bad one!" he said with a smug grin.

I blushed against my will. "But you're not really-"

He suddenly looked at me with a look that made me immediately regret what I was about to say.

"You know, when we're not in front of others, then you're not really-" he interrupted me with a quick kiss on the cheek, silencing me.

He smiled at me, almost nervously. "What if someone sees us when we thought we were alone? No, if that happens, then I'll take care of everything, you can count on that."

Before I could say anything in response, we were in front of the Transfiguration room, surrounded by people. He put my things on my table and winked at me before going to his seat.

James finally sat down next to me with an amused grin on his face. I rolled my eyes, but I couldn't help but smile.

"So…" he began. "How did it happen?" He looked at me expectantly, which made me laugh nervously.

"Why don't you ask Sirius?"

James just rolled his eyes. "He never wants to say anything about it."

I smiled at him briefly. "Then I probably shouldn't either."

Before James could ask more questions, the lesson began.

The hours flew by, and after each class, Sirius would take my things and carry them to the next one.

At first, I tried to convince him that he didn't have to do that, but he remained stubborn, so I eventually gave up. I didn't understand why it was so important to him. Carrying my things wouldn't make any difference in how others perceived us. He was only doing it for show, not because he wanted to.

But I wished so much that he genuinely wanted to do it. Was that wrong?

Was it wrong that it somehow made me happy? I liked the feeling of someone doing something for me because they wanted to. Did that make me a toxic person?

After the last class, Lydia approached me before Sirius could. She looked around for him first and saw him engaged in a conversation. Then she smiled widely at me.

"You're going to the library later to study with him, right?" she asked me, and I nodded.

"If you ever have some free time with him, could we study Transfiguration together? I'm really bad at it," she pouted slightly and looked at me with pleading eyes.

I chuckled. "Of course, we can do that. I should have some time tomorrow."

She looked at me with a questioning gaze. "Don't you think he might have plans with you tomorrow and want to do something together? Because it's not that urgent for me, I can ask someone else."

I looked at her in confusion. "Why would he want to do something with me tomorrow?"

She looked at me as if I had lost my mind. "Tomorrow is his Quidditch match, hello?"

"After the game, he probably wants to celebrate with his friends, right? I don't want to interfere with that," I replied, feeling somewhat uncertain. I thought he would want to spend time with his teammates after the match, not with me.

"How would you interfere with that? You would just join the celebration, right? Why do you think that?" Lydia said with a puzzled expression.

Every time I asked Seraph if I could join her at the Quidditch celebration, she always told me that I would only be a bother. And even now, I believed her more than myself.

"I don't know, somehow I feel like I would just be a nuisance there," I said cautiously, but Lydia gasped in shock.

"You would never… Wait, did he tell you that? If so, that's super toxic—"

"No, no, he didn't. He didn't have to say anything. We haven't talked about it," I reassured her, but before she could say anything else, someone cleared their throat behind us.

We turned to see Sirius, who was looking at me with that indistinguishable expression again.

"Can we talk for a moment?" he asked me, but it sounded more like a desperate demand.

I simply nodded and wondered how much he had heard and if I had said anything wrong. He took my hand and began pulling me with him, and Lydia held my other hand.

"Don't get any wrong ideas, Black," she said, trying to sound serious and threatening, but her slightly raised corners of the mouth betrayed her. Then she let us go.

Sirius almost dragged me through the castle until we eventually went outside. He led me to the Black Lake, where he finally sat down. I cautiously sat next to him.

He stared out at the lake, still wearing that intense expression. Eventually, I couldn't stand the silence and asked him, "What's wrong?"

He glanced at me briefly, then looked back at the lake. He picked up a small stone and threw it into the water. It skipped four times.

"I wonder what you think of me."

"What do you mean?" I asked cautiously.

He threw another stone. This one skipped five times. "Sometimes, you say things that sound like I'm not voluntarily with you. Sometimes, you look at me as if you expect me to take advantage of you. You have this look as if you don't trust me."

"Please, Whisky, as if he ever really wants to have anything to do with you! He was a jerk to you from the moment we first met; you just don't interest him!"

I could still hear Seraph's laughter distinctly.

I looked at him and wanted to reassure him, but I couldn't find the words. He looked at me, and his gaze was so intense that it took my breath away.

"Is it so hard to believe that I enjoy being with you?" he whispered, so softly that I could barely hear it.

"No, it's not," I tried to reassure him. He looked back at the lake.

We didn't believe each other.

He chuckled softly and closed his eyes. "You have that look again," he whispered.

We remained silent for a while, simply listening to the sound of the lake. We sat there for a while, and at some point, I felt his gaze on me.

I turned to him and saw that he was looking at my green hair. He raised his hand but stopped midway. Then he looked into my eyes. "I'm sorry that the prank hit you. Does it bother you a lot?" he asked, looking at me with big eyes.

"I do want my old hair back, yes," I said, looking back at the lake.

"Why?" he asked, still looking at me.

I laughed at the question. "Have you seen me? I look terrible with it." Even worse than usual.

He was quiet for a moment. I looked back at him, and his gaze softened. Suddenly, he pulled me towards him and enveloped me in his arms. His warm arms gently wrapped around my body and stroked my back.

"I find you beautiful, with or without green hair. Besides, it looks great on you, love. I think we need to take you to an eye doctor," he whispered in my ear.

I felt myself blush and buried my face further in his arms. It felt like my body was on fire. How could Sirius trigger these feelings in me?

"Let's go to the library; we still need to study yesterday's material," he whispered to me after we had been in that position for a while.

I pulled away from him and nodded to him. He smiled and took my hand again, setting off another fireworks of emotions within me.

"You don't need me at all!" said Sirius dramatically after we finished with Defense Against the Dark Arts as well. I laughed and handed him his notes.

He watched me as I wrote down my own notes and marked the important things. Eventually, he got up. "I'm going to grab one of the spell books real quick to explain Charms better to you, okay?" he said, and I gave him a thumbs up while continuing to write.

I packed up my Defense Against the Dark Arts stuff and took out my Charms materials when I saw her.

Seraph was sitting in the other corner of the room, smiling at me, sending a cold shiver down my spine. The other Slytherin girls sitting at her table were the ones who were also at the party. They were her roommates.

Slowly, Seraph got up and approached me. I lowered my gaze again, hoping she would walk past me. But she stopped in front of me.

"He's helping you catch up with the material, right?" she said, and I heard the grin in her voice.

I looked up at her, wondering how I had never noticed the coldness in her eyes before.

"He probably just went off to fetch one of the books that could help you, right?"

I lowered my head again and looked at my notes.

"Can I tell you something? He did the exact same thing with me. He probably invited you to his Quidditch celebration, just like he did with me. He's just using you as a replacement, can you believe it?"

I tried to tune her out, but I couldn't.

"Oh, Whisky, you're so blind. Why don't you ever listen to me?" Her voice was gentle, and a part of me let her words in.

"He's just passing the time with you." With that, she turned around and walked back to her friends, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

When Sirius came back, I couldn't look him in the eyes. He returned with a book, which he proudly presented to me.

"I was a bit unsure at first, but with this book, I can easily explain the spell to you-"

I felt sick as Seraph's words replayed in my head. "Can we do the rest tomorrow? I'm feeling quite exhausted," I said to quickly get away from here.

He looked somewhat disappointed but then nodded. "Sure, but take the book with you and read Chapter 4 about Household Charms. It should help." He handed me the book.

"Thanks, Sirius," I said, putting the book away safely. I wanted to get up and leave, but he suddenly reached for my hand.

"Will you come to the match tomorrow?" he asked, looking vulnerable all of a sudden.

I smiled weakly at him. "Yes, I'll be cheering for you. Slytherin shouldn't beat you guys."

He nodded briefly but didn't let go of me. "And would you celebrate the game with me afterward?"

I nodded in response, feeling something warm inside. But as he smiled back at me, Seraph's words came rushing back.

"He's just passing the time with you."

I pulled my hands out of his and quickly left the library. He didn't follow me.

"You had that look again," the older Black whispered as he watched her leave.

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pareidoliazz · 2 months

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Hello can i request Yandere ex crush x oblivious reader? :D

So the reader is hv ex crush which is the yandere back in middle school, back then reader was confessed to yandere but getting rejected harshly, the reader silently like him so the yandere not expect reader to like him because even thought theyre a classmate they're not very close and reader is kind of ignorant and oblivious person, finally when theyre in highschool they're met again but this time they're getting more closer than in middle school because reader approach first as a friend, but the yandere accidentally catch a feelings and it turn into obssesion, he start to stalk, taking photo of reader silently, and finally reader felt something wrong with him and decided to make a bound betweem reader and him, finally i let you to continue with your own imagination dear author ^_^ thankyou i h ope you understand T_T

Okay, I hope you like it :D By the way, I apologize for not having published, I was busy with projects and exams, I have a declaration contest coming up soon, wish me luck please 😭

YANDERE EX CRUSH X OBLIVIOUS READER

You and him had met in high school, you were classmates, of course you didn't get along much, but secretly. You liked him a lot.

Back then, you were more innocent and naive than now, so it was easy to fall in love with your serious and quiet classmate, who didn't even notice you.

You sent him anonymous letters, sweets, small gifts, anything tender that could make his heart melt <3

But he coldly just kept them or threw them away.

He didn't imagine that you were in love with him, I mean, if we're not friends, why are you attracted to him?

You didn't even know, it was like that

So one day you took courage and you cited it in a park near the school.

Mistake

You were excited to see him arrive, there was hope in you that your love would be reciprocated.

But it was the opposite...

"So... I mean... I like you, you seem interesting and cute and..."

"I see where you're going, sorry, I'm not interested."

He said without even looking you in the eyes and leaving.

Needless to say, you felt bad and cried, your first confession and your first rejection.

Normal, they were practically two children, so you got over it and forgot.

But now...

The two had met again at school :D

Needless to say, it was difficult for you to recognize him, you were not good at remembering, and you were no longer classmates, you were in different classes, but you were happy to see him again, it made you nostalgic to remember him.

But...

He didn't feel anything when he saw you again, he believed, he just smiled when he remembered what you were like when you were in high school and you liked him.

The days passed and they accidentally found themselves on the way home.

You smiled when you saw him and decided to talk to him again.

"Mmmm, hey, do you remember me? :)"

He simply turned around saying "Of course, how could I not remember the girl who harassed me?"

"Hey, that's not true, I just liked you," you said, laughing.

"That's why," he smiled and squeezed your cheek.

¿To like is to harass?

From there they became friends, in fact, it was nice that they began to be more together, as friends.

But he started to get confused, he doesn't know why when he sees you he feels so happy, so strange and he feels butterflies.

"It's just honey, he thought naively.

But suddenly he remembered how much he missed a girl being as sweet to him as you had been a long time ago and did not know how to take advantage

Your tender details, in his mind, maybe you still had feelings for him, that is, you've known him longer than anyone else, if you met again, it's for a reason!

Unknowingly, he started laying you down.

He didn't let you go home alone any day.

"Hey, you don't need to come with me every day, I'm fine."

"I do it because you are a very stupid girl, something could happen to you"

HE ONLY WANTS TO SEE YOU WALK IN THE PRETTY WAY YOU DO

He started taking photos of you, consensual and distracted.

"Hey, smile more, please, you don't see such a strange girl every day" he said in a mocking tone while he took a photo of you.

"Shut up, or I'll hit you," you said with a frown.

A blow from you would be like an angel's kiss.

Maybe your things started to get lost, photographs with friends, drawings, your strawberry lipstick.

"Mmm, I'm sure I forgot them somewhere, no way," you thought in disbelief.

"Is that what your lips taste like?" He said in his room while smelling the lipstick and looking at your photo.

"I love her too much " He said sighing with love for you.

At one point, I already had his room upholstered with your cute image, careless, smiling, in pajamas, with your pets, with him <3

One day you were closer to a friend of yours, more than usual.

So he decided to hit him in an abandoned lot, to make it clear that he will stay away from you:>

You were surprised when all your friends walked away from you, except for him.

Then you began to doubt, he had so much preference for you and he was so affectionate and teasing with you, that he was not normal, practically his days were based on you.

“Hey, we need to talk,” you said seriously.

"What's going on?" “He said distressedly.

"Uh, I just need to know, do you love me, I mean, as a friend, as something more?"

"¿What are you saying? Silly girl, of course I love you, like a friend, like the naive girl that you are, don't worry, I only care about you, others just don't care about you like I do." , just

You simply sighed and smiled giving him a hug.

He pulled you closer to his body and squeezed you.

"Someday, you will be only mine, I will make you forget everyone, in your mind it will be only me :3

Don't worry, he will make you love him as much as when you were younger, he loves you so strongly and devotedly that he would do anything for you, even things that are not good...

"Hey, I've been thinking about that... And I think the best thing would be for you and me to be more than friends, I mean, you're so pretty, I love you" he told you affectionately...

Regardless of your answer, he is prepared for anything, even if you reject him, he will make you be with him at all costs, you better accept or prepare for the sun of your days to be only him, because you are already the moon that illuminates their dark nights.

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steventhusiast · 11 months

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@steddie-week day 5: established relationship

<- day four

"you think we're gonna get outta this anytime soon?"

steve looks over from where he’s helplessly watching the kids of the party bring all of their movie night supplies into his living room to see eddie looking at him with a somewhat desperate expression on his face.

before the kids arrived, they'd been having a date night. they'd already eaten dinner, and steve was just about to put his hand down eddie's pants to get to work on dessert when dustin literally threw open the door to his parents' house. so.

sure, he and eddie had practically jumped to opposite sides of the couch immediately at the kids' entry, but still. close call to traumatising the kids, and wouldn't that be a way for them to find out about them.

"something's telling me no, eds." he sighs, and leans back into the couch.

the kids don't even know about their relationship, so he can't be too mad at them for crashing his hot date.

"steve! come on man i wanna watch the goonies!" dustin whines from where he's dumping a backpack's load of snacks onto the coffee table.

steve's not really sure what he's supposed to be helping the kids with. they hadn't offered much of an explanation when they came barrelling in, except for a lot of talking over each other about how they have to watch the goonies at steve's because steve's the only one with a decent tv. it's steve's fault for forgetting to lock the front door, he guesses.

"steve!" dustin complains again, and steve decides maybe he can be a little pissed at the kids for unknowingly interrupting.

"henderson, do you ever think about how i too have my own life and plans so you can't just barge in here whenever and take over my tv?" he asks, letting his head drop onto the back of the couch to look at the ceiling in dismay.

he had been so close to such a good night with eddie. like, one handcuff-themed belt away.

"clearly you don't have a life, steve, because it's a saturday night and you're here with eddie instead of out on a date like you would've been six months ago." max retorts easily, and steve whips around to glare at her.

"you wound me, red. why is hanging out with me such a low point to you?" eddie gasps from the other side of the couch, one hand dramatically clutching at his chest. max rolls her eyes at the display, and steve lets a little grin take over his face.

oh, he can have a little fun here.

he and eddie have been talking about telling the kids soon. they're a good group, and seeing the world almost end four times really puts things into perspective when it comes to primitive controversies like sexuality, so they both know they'll be safe.

before tonight, the plan had been to tell them in a few weeks at the next byers-hopper gathering, because if steve's being completely honest with himself.. sneaking around and giggling to themselves as they make out in a bathroom, or a garage, or on someone's back porch, is fun.

before he speaks, he makes eye contact with eddie across the couch, and raises one eyebrow. he doesn't think eddie quite gets what he's about to do, but steve knows he'll be okay with it.

"who's to say i wasn't on a hot date before you guys barged in?" he crosses his arms over his chest to accentuate his words, and the kids all pause their chaos for a second to look over at him with incredulous expressions.

eddie's expression, meanwhile, has morphed from a confused frown to a slightly wide eyed grin. the manic look in his eyes as he watches the kids in glee tells steve enough about eddie being okay with what he's about to do.

"you really made eddie third wheel one of your dates?" dustin asks like the oblivious idiot he is.

steve levels dustin with a very unimpressed look, and pointedly shuffles across the couch until he's next to eddie again.

"i wouldn't say i was third wheeling, would you big boy?" eddie asks with a smile, and steve glances around the room at the still paused kids to see them all processing his words.

eventually, they all kind of shrug and nod to themselves, as if that makes sense after some retrospection.

"well, now i feel bad." lucas says after a couple seconds.

"i don't. shitheads did this to themselves." dustin grumbles, and reaches forward to the snack-filled coffee table to grab a candy bar.

"so what were you doing on your date before we interrupted? you were literally sitting on opposite sides of the couch." max asks, eyes narrowed at the two.

"do you really want the answer to that." steve doesn't even say it like it's a question. max's face immediately scrunches up in disgust.

"you guys are gross!" mike finally pipes up at that, and steve's heart drops a bit for a second before he sees him with his eyes screwed shut, and then mike continues to explain "it's like visualising my parents- UGH!"

"maybe we should go." lucas offers, and all the kids but dustin are quick to agree.

"but- my snacks!" he whines, but lucas just grabs dustin's arm in one hand and his backpack in the other.

"our snacks now, henderson. that's the payment for ruining our date night." eddie declares, and dustin narrows his eyes at the pair but lets himself get dragged out of the house.

"bye eddie! bye steve!" the kids all yell as they leave steve's house again.

steve and eddie stay where they are, thighs pressed together as they sit on the couch, for a few seconds. eventually, eddie throws a glance over his shoulder at the window.

"do you think they actually left, or are we about to traumatise them?" he asks, voice casual even as his eyes flicker down to steve's lips.

steve grins at him, and holds eddie's chin in one hand, lets the other settle on his thigh.

"that is up to them." he says softly, and then leans in.

they end up giggling through their kiss as they hear a group of shrieks from somewhere outside steve's window.

-> day six

#steddieweek2023 #steddie week #steddie #steddie ficlet #steddie drabble #steve harrington #eddie munson #mywriting #stranger things

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randomgoosegame · 7 months

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Sweet As Chocolate

Request - Could you make a long one shot for Senku x female reader who is chrome's sister. Where they are dancing around each other and one thing leads to another that ends up with reader confession. It doesn't matter if it's a smut or regular.

Warnings/Disclaimers - none really just fluff :D

Senku watched as Chrome's sister threw more wood on the forge's fire. He watched as you stood up and wiped the sweat from your forehead. The scientist laughed lightly as you smudged soot across your face.

Senku rose from his place on the steps of the laboratory and made his way over to you.

"Hey, Senku!" You smiled brightly at the scientist.

"Hi, sorry I know you're busy but I couldn't help but notice you got a little something on your face there." Senku tapped his forehead with a grin. You wiped your face in confusion but only spread the soot around due to your sweat.

Senku laughed making you groan in frustration.

"Senku help me!" You whined and pushed his shoulder lightly making him laugh harder.

"Ok, ok I'll help." Senku's laughing dies down to light chuckles. Senku pulled on his sleeve and rubbed it across your forehead, effectively removing the soot. Senku smiled down at you but froze a bit when he caught you already looking up at him.

You both blushed and looked away from each other. Senku cleared his throat and slowly shifted back a bit.

"I- I should get back to work, the forge won't fuel itself." You giggled at your joke.

"Y-yeah you do that." Senku stuttered a bit. You smiled at him and patted him on the shoulder before turning back to your task.

[Time Skipping]

You were currently washing up next to the ocean with a cloth you slowly dragged over your exposed skin. (You still have clothes on but they are kinda revealing.) A figure walking toward you caught your attention and you watched as Senku scratched the back of his neck with nerves.

"H-hey Senku!" You smiled brightly up at him from your place on a rock.

"Hello Y/N, whatcha doing out here?" He hummed with a sly grin.

"Just washing up." You said with a blush and noticed him holding something behind his back. You raised a brow at him. Senku chuckled nervously and pushed a small basket to your face.

"H-here!" He pushed the box closer forcing you to grab it. You blushed and looked between him and the basket.

"Senku? What's this?" You asked while running your finger down the twine bindings.

"It's a thank you... For all your hard work." His blush was hidden by the setting sun and he watched you open the basket to reveal several small sweet-smelling chips of brown. Senku watched your face turn to confusion and your head tilted slightly.

"What are they?" You asked quietly. He chuckled and picked one up and placed it in his mouth.

"Chocolate! It's not the best but it's still pretty damn good." He smiled and grabbed another chip of the sweet. You blushed as he held it up to your face. It was Senkus turn to blush as your lips parted and you took the candy into your mouth. Senkus lips parted in shock for a moment before he shifted his eyes away from yours and broke the intense stare.

"Senku this is great!" You squealed and hugged him tightly. Senku's eyes widened in surprise. He eventually pulled you closer after a moment and wrapped his free arm around your waist. You giggled and nuzzled yourself into his chest and you both stood like that for a moment.

"So you like it?" Senku broke the silence and pulled away for a moment to look down at your face. You nodded rapidly and placed another piece into your mouth and sighed happily. Senku watched your face with a dark blush unknowingly to him his hand reached up to your face and swiped at your bottom lip with his thumb. Your eyes flashed open and your cheeks turned a dark red

"S-sorry! You had some c-chocolate on your lip." Senku stammered and scratched the back of his neck, taking a few steps back. You grabbed his hand to stop him from backing away too far. Senku watched as you looked down and shuffled your feet in the sand.

"Senku.... there's been something I've wanted to say to you for a while..." Your eyes never meet his, they bounced all over before they fell to your joined hands when Senku squeezed your hand in reassurance. You smiled and closed your eyes, you took a deep breath and looked up at Senku with a sweet smile.

"Senku, I think you're an exquisite man." You whispered shyly and bit your lip. Senku smiled widely and pulled you back into his chest with a joyous laugh. You giggled as Senku spun you in a small circle.

"You're the incredible one! You are so amazing and strong and you are always there to help anyone who may need it." Senku smiled and placed his hand on your cheek. You beamed up at him with bright red cheeks. Senku bit his lip and his eyes drifted to your lips as you did the same.

Your bodies pulled closer to each other like magnets until your lips met in the middle into a heated yet soft kiss. You hummed softly into the kiss as Senku pulled you in closer to him and deepened the kiss. You moaned breathlessly as you tasted the sweet chocolate in Senku's mouth. you both separated breathlessly after a few moments and stared into each other's eyes. Senku hummed and placed his forehead on yours making you smile.

"I can't believe we've been avoiding our feelings for so long when we could have been like this the entire time." You say softly and snuggle into Senku's chest. His chest rumbled with a chuckle as he wrapped his arms around your much smaller frame.

"Let's enjoy every moment we have now then," Senku whispers and sat down where you previously were. Senku pulled you down to join him, pulling you down onto his lap. He took the box of chocolate and brought a piece up to your lips. You smiled and licked your lips before wrapping them around the chocolate and bringing it into your mouth.

Senku smiled and pulled you flush to his chest and watched the waves sway back and forth along the sand. You let out a content sigh and rested your head against Senku's shoulder and held his hand in yours.

#senku fluff #senku ishigami #dr stone #fanfic #dr stone anime #senku x reader #dcst senku #dcst x reader #dr stone manga #Dr stone fluff #drst fluff #senku

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magician-kitty · 3 months

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The Macaque and the Huli-Jing Part 2

The next day at Flower Fruit Mountain, Monkey King, who was eating a bag of peach chips, while MK hammered at the mural. "Remember, Patience and focus! Step into the strike!"

MK growled in frustration, she was really starting to get sick and tired of this lesson. This was getting her nowhere at all.

She needs to get stronger!

"They are slowing you down. you have power inside you," Jade's voice echoed in her mind. "If you want something, take it! Take the power and destroy! Remember: You don't use the weapon," MK's eyes glowed as she took out her staff, twirling it and swung it at the mural.

"You are the weapon!"

MK threw the hammer at them as hard as possible, causing it to go through all four rocks and fly off. When the dust settled, standing there was an astonished Wukong.

Monkey King stared wide eyed, "Whoa. How'd you learn to do that?" He asked before gasping dramatically looking at the girl. "Have you been running around behind my back young lady?!" He asked angrily.

MK sneered as she turned away from him "Patience and focus. isn't that what you said?"

Wukong glares at MK. "Look kid, using that much power, your body can't handle it."

She scoffed. "Oh, is that right? Or maybe you just don't like the fact that there's someone who's actually teaching me what I need to know! Quit acting like you care, cause frankly you don't!!" She yelled angrily, her teeth resembling canine fangs for a bit.

Monkey King stared at her, had a hurt look in his eye. "MK..." he trailed off.

She huffed, turning away from her mentor. "Whatever, I'm outta here." MK then walks away. It was then that Monkey King saw MK's logo blue, the Huli-Jing grinning menacingly.

Monkey King frowned, furrowed his brows. 'Wait, It can't be...' He thought in his head, all of a sudden his ears twitched, he looks around hearing something.

It definitely wasn't MK, for sure.

"Alright, who's there! You'd know better not to mess with The Monkey King!" He called out to whoever was lurking, unknowingly that his shadow was starting to change form.

"Aww, you know I wouldn't dream of hurting you, Peaches~"

Wukong yelped and looked behind him, The mysterious shadowy figure from earlier appeared in front of him.

"Hey~"

Monkey King gasped, smiling brightly. "It's you!"

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Later, Mk grunts as she continues to train in the dojo. Her logo shines a bright blue as she trains, making Jade smirk. MK pants for breath, her chest heaving as sweat fell down her forehead. She felt a hand on her shoulder and heard a chuckle. "You're ready sweetheart."

MK looks up at Jade, "Ready for what?"

Jade grins, leaning down to her. "You'll see. Luckily for you, I've found where it lives."

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MK followed Jade up an old summit, holding the staff tightly in her hands with a frown. "The Monster you fought today is actually an ancient  demon. A very, very powerful one." Jade explained, MK was out of breath as she stumbled trying not to lose her balance. "I need your help to destroy it once and for all."

Jade told her before pushing the girl out, causing MK to stumble and look at her mentor with wide eyes. 

"Wait, what? Last time, I barely hit it!" MK panicked.

The fox demoness sighed as she glanced away. "I know. But since then, you've had me teaching you. You're stronger now," She turned to her with a smile. "You feel stronger, right?" She asked MK, who frowned but nodded.

Jade grabbed her shoulders. "Good. Remember. You're the weapon. Give it everything you've got." She then shoved MK towards the creature, Mk regains her composure, grip tightening around her staff.

"Okay! "Here... Comes... Monkie Kid." She twirls the staff in her hand unknowing of the glow on her jacket, lunging at the creature. The fox creature's eyes shine as MK shouts, spinning her staff. "I am the weapon!"

She lands of her feet, catching her breathe. She looks to see the creature had vanished.

"Woah, I did it! I can't believe I did it!" MK cheered.

Jade grins as she starts stalking towards behind MK, fangs baring. "Excellent, I knew you'd could do it...~"

MK beamed in excitement, turned towards her. "Jade! Did you see me? I was like, totally whooping a-"

STAB!

MK's eyes widened as she felt an excruciating pain in her gut. Jade grinned, retracting her hand, bits of blood seeping from her claws.

MK falls to the ground, the staff shrinking, groaning in pain. Jade laughed, "You know, you really are a nice kid," Jade grinned, ruffling MK's hair before stepping back. "Super cute, but so naive~" She chuckled darkly holding a golden orb of light in her hands.

MK grunts, clutching the wound from her stomach, coughing up bits of blood. "Why..Why are you..?" She struggled to say.

She smiled. 'Why'? Because I can. Like I told you: If you want something, you take it." The ball of light that's in her hand, before she crushed it, as golden energy coursed through her.

"I..I trusted you!" She struggled to get away from her.

"Oh sweetheart, I hate to tell you this, but you're not my type. At all." Jade went to MK--who was struggling to stand. "Thank you for giving me all of Monkey King's power, Like really, Thank you." She told her, a cruel smirk appearing on her face. MK struggled to lift her staff, but couldn't.

"What's wrong, little Kit? Can't you hold the magic staff anymore?" She taunted her. "Well, you know what that means? There really isn't anything special about you. You're just some little girl with a heavy stick."

She grabbed MK by her neck, lifting her up. "Too bad, I was starting to like you." MK grunts, struggling to get out of the demoness hold.

"Just Who the hell are you, really!?" MK demanded.

Jade scoffed, rolling her eyes. "You really don't know who I am, do you? Figured since your such a little Monkey King Fan." She shrugged her shoulders.

"But if you insist, I'm Jade, as in Jade-Face, ringing any bells?~"

'Jade-Face' MK thought, she gasped, eyes widened in realization.

It was her, The Jade-Faced Princess.

"No, that's impossible. You can't be, I read that you were killed by Zhu Bajie long ago!"

She sneered. "Tch, don't believe everything you hear in the stories. It's been fun spending time with you dear, Anyway, I'm afraid this is where we part ways.." She summoned her tessen blade, raising it for the final blow.

MK whimpered and shuts her eyes, tears streaming from her eyes. 'I'm so sorry Monkey King..' She thought in her head.

"ENOUGH!!"

Jade was sent flying away from MK, MK falls to the ground, coughs catching her breathing. She looked up Monkey king landed in front of him, arms crossed and face full of anger.

"Monkey King?" She looked to see that it wasn't Monkey King.

The mysterious Monkey had dark hair, he has what looks like dark facial hair, violet eyes, but one was scratched and clouded, clothing consists of a yellow and black tunic with a black sash around the waist. Over his shirt is a brown and gold chest armor, that is crossed left, and an armored skirt. He wears a tattered red scarf, a singular red feather on his head and black and gold boots.

"I didn't think you'd be low enough to hurt little kids, Jade."

"Oh, Six-Eared Macaque! Well isn't this a nice surprise, Did you came all the way here to this city just to see me?" Jade said smiling at the darker simian.

"Don't give me that! You know exactly why I'm here, you have something that belongs to me." Macaque growls, frowning. "And I want them Back..!"

"Aw, you mean this?" She pulled something from her hanfu sleeve and pulls out some sort of lantern, two dark dots shining inside of it. "Well if you want it back so badly," She took a step back showing her true form, her dark green hair had turn snow white, her fangs and nails became longer, she sprouted nine tails from behind.

"Come and get it then."

"Bring it, you ugly bitch!" Macaque bared his fangs, before both demons charged at the other, roaring, their fists colliding. An explosion of white and purple followed them as they fought. MK couldn't comprehend what was happening, but she took the chance to get to a safe distance.

"Kid!"

MK looked up at the sky to see Monkey King flying down her way on his cloud. "Are you okay? He gasp noticing her wound. "You're hurt!!" He cried.

"Monkey King, I-I don't know what's going on, I was- and then she- them this weird guy shows up and-" She rambled on, holding her wound.

Monkey King shushed her. "Shh, don't worry we'll deal with all that later. Right now it's time for the Hero stuff." He told her before Wukong joined Macaque and both started to fight Jade, At one point, both monkeys are thrown back.

When they transform back Wukong is able to pin her down to the ground but Jade uses her tessen to slice his arm, releasing her. "Aaahh!" He screamed in pain, holding his arm.

"I'm sorry, did that hurt little ape~" She taunted him. Growling, Wukong runs up to finish her off, but she transforms into MK making Wukong hesitates.

"MK?"

"No Wukong, it's a trap!" Macaque cried out to him, but it was too late, A clone tackled him, sending him flying through multiple mountains. When he lands he tries to get up but is held down by many different clones.

Jade appears in front of him laughing, "Are you kidding, You fell for that? Ha!"

She then looked over to where MK was, Jade then turns and looks at Wukong and smiles before doing the same thing to her. She appears next to MK.

"So sorry little Kit, but playtime is over." She said before snapping her fingers. When she did, a whirlwind of blue fire foxes appeared in front of her. Soon they all merge to create one giant Kaiju form.

She gets ready to squish her, but before she could, a giant purple smoke monster appears stopping her and throwing her back. When she looks back, standing there was Macaque.

Jade huffed irritated, "You just don't know when to quit do you, Liu Ér?"

"Nah, now give me back my lantern!" He growled. She just stares at him, pretending to think. "Hm, no.." And before that the two started fighting again. Back at the mountain, Wukong walks up to MK, "We do not have long, he will not be able to hold her off for much longer. You need to fix your mistake."

"B-But how? I lost all my powers, I can't even lift the staff," MK said with shame and guilt.

Monkey King's face softens as goes up and puts a paw on her chin, making her face her, "You didn't lose all your power to her, you only lost the power you inherited from me, There's still power inside of you, I can feel it. You just need to believe in yourself and you'll be able to lift the staff and gain new powers."

At that moment the moment was cut short as they heard a painful yelp and look over, Jade had defeated Macaque's smoke monster. The dark furred monkey skidded across the ground.

"Macaque!" Wukong cried out, worried for the guy.

Jade laughed maliciously as she stared at her claws, "You're power is even more greater than I imagined Sun Wukong." She looked over at the mountain, growling, and then started running towards them.

Monkey King turned back to MK, "Remember patience and focus. Step into the strike," he said before fading, trying to hold off Jade.

MK closed her eyes and tried to find the power that was hidden deep in her, Jade jumped in the air ready to finish off Wukong and MK but before she can, MK's eyes opened to reveal orange. When she opened them it sent a powerful shockwave, throwing the huli-Jing back.

"Patience...Focus...Step in to the strike!!"

The battle ended when MK reached into Jade's Kaiju form and grabbed her, throwing her off into the distance. This caused MK to get her powers back, An explosion followed soon after, Wukong quickly holding onto MK, as Macaque appeared behind them.

She swung the staff, as it spun and twirled around the shadow monster, straight towards Jade. The monster splits in half, as the staff comes flying back, MK catching it with ease. An explosion followed soon after, Wukong quickly holding onto MK, as Macaque appeared behind them.

"You did it, bud. you remember what I taught you."

MK then looked at the ground and shame before saying, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for everything. For acting out, for yelling at you. I just wanted to be good enough for you and- And.."

Unfortunately, She started feeling dizzy as she succumbed to her wounds and started to collapse.

"MK!"

The last thing she saw was Monkey King reaching towards her.

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"MK...."

"Wake up, MK...."

MK wakes up with a groan as she feels something poking her cheek, the teen opens her eyes to come face to face with the baby monkeys, all of them chittering happily before jumping her, giving her wet licks/kisses.

"Ew! Wait! Stop! I'm okay!" MK begs as she's bombarded by the monkeys.

"Wait, stop that's enough," A little girl's voice said, making the small monkeys all stop harassing MK. "Leave her alone." They were all shooed away.

Wiping the slobber off her face, MK gasped, "Monkey King!" MK tries to get up, She looks to see her wounds had been bandaged and cleaned. Bai-He gently eased her back down. "Woah, your wounds aren't fully healed yet."

"Where am..?" She glanced down to see torso bandaged up. "You're back on the mountain, don't worry you'll be fine." She said in a soft tone.

The brunette sighed in relief, gently lying back down. "That's a relief..."

Wait, hold on.....

MK's eyes snapped open when she realized something. "BAI-HE!?"

There standing in front of her was the same little girl she'd met a while back, Bai-He was wearing a light blue cheongsam with gold lining and buttons, maroon pants, Her shoes are black with white lining. Her raven hair tied in a high bun.

"Hi!" She greeted with a smile.

"W-what are- how are- What are you doing here??" MK asked, completely baffling as to why she's here.

"Um...I live here?"

"Say what?" MK blinked in disbelief.

"Ah I see you two have already met already." Wukong said as he entered the room with a tray of food in his hand.

"Monkey King! W-what is going on here?" She asked.

"Woah, calm down bud." Wukong said soothingly "I assure you everything is going to be fine."

"She's pretty freaked out, Bába." Bai-He laughed, making the confused girl more confused. "B-Bába?"

Wukong chuckled as he sets the tray down, "Okay, okay... I'm gonna come straight with you." Bai-He goes over to Wukong and he picks her up in his arms. "This is Bai-He, my daughter."

"Huh?"

"Well, I'm glad to see you're up and about Princess,~" Said a deep voice behind MK, she looked up to see the black furred simian looking down at her grinning.

"Eek!" She stumbled back, Monkey King had held her still, calming her down. "Woah, take it easy kid, Macaque's harmless...Sometimes."

"Oh, ha-ha very funny Peaches." Macaque rolled his eyes playfully.

'Peaches?' MK thought, raised a brow.

"Wait, a minute," She pointed towards Macaque. "Who the heck is this guy!?"

A laugh escaped Macaque's throat, and the black furred simian walked over to MK, using his tail to bring the teen over and set her on the couch.

"At ease soldier. The name's Macaque, well "The Six-Eared Macaque" is my full name." He takes her hand, kissing it. "Au chante mademoiselle~"

MK's jaw literally dropped, she couldn't believe that standing right in front of her was Liu Ér Mihou, The Six-Eared Macaque. And damn! She knew Monkey King was gorgeous but this dude is fine as hell!

However, MK wasn't all that convinced, "Wait, Are you sure you're really him?" She began poking and pulling at Macaque's clothes and fur. "You look way too old, and where's your other sets of ears? Aren't there supposed to be Six, not Two? And I don't remember him having a beard."

Macaque's eyebrow twitch In irritation, he glanced over at Wukong who watched in amusement. "A little help please?" He asked.

Monkey King chuckled, setting Bai-He down and happily walked to pull the girl off him. "Trust me kid, he's the real deal. I think I would recognized know my own husband~" he smiled, hugging him from behind.

Husband...?

HUSBAND!?!?

It took MK a moment to process what he said, before she jumped up in shock, looking between the two monkeys, and little girl.

Monkey King's Married?

And he's got a little human daughter?????

"SAY WHAAAAAAAAATTTTT!?"

This was all way too much for her to comprehend as the poor girl fainted, lying back on the couch. Macaque and Monkey King sweat-dropped, glancing at each other. "Wow, That's a fine kid you got there, peaches."

"Pfft! Please...wait until she meets the twins."

#lego monkie kid #tales of the monkey princess #monkie kid mk #lmk macaque #lmk sun wukong #writing #lmk bai he

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riddle-me-ri · 2 years

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Ok, here's another one. Zero Year, Arkham, BTAS Riddler

He is having a conversation with Reader, who he isn't on friendly terms with, and third Rogue. Rogue wanting to point something out says.

"It doesn't work! It's like asking Y/N if she would sleep with you"

"Eh." Y/N said.

"Excuse me?"

"Just because I hate his guts doesn't mean he doesn't have a pretty face."

A/N: hahaha this is brilliant! I hope you don't mind I took some liberties in the wording of the conversations but I hopw the idea still reads rip. This was such a fun exercise to write other Rogues! Thanks for requesting! Also N/N is nickname since Harley loves to give people nicknames ❤🖤 Also this is untitled cause I wasn't sure what to title these scenarios lol

Trigger Warnings: Suggestive themes and strong language

Zero Year/Capullo Riddler:

“You really don’t perceive me as a threat? The man that brought Gotham City to its knees?” Ed argued.

“Well, Gotham doesn’t really have the best legs to stand on…” Joker quips back.

You roll your eyes, it’s never-ending feud between these two.

You just had to be stuck in an Arkham padded cell. Between the both of them. You weren’t even insane, they were just overpopulated at Blackgate, but if they didn’t get you out you were going to become insane eventually.

“Y/N, tell that absolute clown-”

“Hey don’t forget handsome!”

Edward growls in frustration. “Tell him how I’m Batman’s superior foe. How I threw Batman into hiding! How I ran this city for months!”

Joker laughs. “You’ve gotta better chance convincing her to fuck you Eddie boy.”

“Eh..well..”

“Huh?” Both men rushed towards the wall that separated them from you.

“Please tell me you’re joking…” You hear Joker mutter.

“I mean…Don’t get me wrong he’s a smug pompous asshole…

Unknowingly, Edward and Joker both shrug and nod. The one thing they could agree on. Well that and Batman.

“...but he is a cute pompous asshole. Not to mention his face is totally sit-able.”

For one rare moment the Joker was actually speechless for a minute. He laments, “please tell me your joking…”

“I’m afraid she’s dead serious, my friend. As she should be. Once I no doubt escape before the clown…I’d like to take you up on that offer…”

Arkhamverse Riddler:

“Edward, it’s not going to work.”

“Oh please, what do you know, Crane? Only someone of my parallel intellectual prowess can see the immaculate results it will produce."

Crane blinks and rubs his temples. "Edward, how is building a race course full of obstacles going to prove you're more intelligent than Batman?"

"It calls for quick thinking! He can't possibly predict every twist and turn. The moment he thinks he's solved a puzzle, another one comes right up before a moment's notice! Only a cunning genius of my caliber can pull this off."

"I'm afraid it'll be like you trying to court Y/N to bed. It's just not going to work.."

"Ah..well…" you interject.

The two men look away from Ed's blueprints on the table to steal a glance at you. You were steadily scrolling through your phone, not lifting your head once.

"W-What was that?" Johnathan inquiries not sure if he heard right.

You look up to the master of fear and shrug your shoulders. "I mean yeah he's a greasy egomaniac, but he is handsome in a dirty rugged kinda way."

Johnathan blinks as if still trying to compute this new development. He looks over to Edward who has gone uncharacteristically quiet.

Edward's face was a deep shade of red and his eyes were as wide as saucers. Riddler.exe has stopped working, good luck trying to reboot.

BTAS Riddler:

"Harley, hitting the toy with a mallet won't help you solve it…"

"Sure it can! It fixed all my other problems!" Harley wounds back with her signature mallet. Before she can strike the puzzle toy, Edward snatches it out of the mallet's path.

"Harley..that's cheating…"

"C'mon, Eddie! I've already tried everything! It's like Y/N sleeping with you! It's impossible!"

"Well not…impossible…" You mutter.

"Did I hear that right, N/N? You'd sleep with Ed?!"

"I mean yeah he's an obnoxious know-it-all, but he's so adorable!"

Harley fake hurls at your admission.

Meanwhile Ed is walking away, lowering his hat to try and hide his reddening face from the both of you.

#zero year riddler x reader #capullo riddler x reader #arkhamverse riddler x reader #btas riddler x reader #batman the animated series riddler x reader #ri writes

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luckyshotwrites · 3 months

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What I'd Do As My Enemies Wife (Widfali AU)

Chapter 2 - Home Sweet, I'M STAYING HOME!

Contents (Warnings): Lynette's refusal to go leave the house (Shenanigans with Alexander and Lynette).

Wordcount: 1,800+

Side note: Thank you, @novorehere for being the menace that made me draw them going on a date and @aramastus for suggesting this AU idea in the first place! Love you guys! AGAIN, this is a goofy what if scenario. If you haven't read Widfali I'd recommend reading it first! That being said this is going to be much lighter and sweeter than what's been going on in the story thus far, hope you enjoy!

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Alexander

He dropped the book onto the table and swiftly grabbed her upper arms. His hands firmly held her, and he succumbed to the compulsion to lightly shake her.

He vividly pictured scenes he never wished to conjure because she said it was worse.

"YOU-" He thought of all the names he could say: moron, idiot, little shit, but none of them conveyed his embarrassment or relieved frustration.

He stopped shaking her and continued when she faced him. "Why the fuck were you even trying to hide that from me? Do you think I'd care whether the other you was willing?"

"Because we-" Lynette abruptly shut her mouth and averted her gaze.

His head sank further in his hunched shoulders. "What?" He followed her leer that didn’t face him, which watched their reflections in the flat screen T.V. Once she noticed he looked there too, she closed her eyes. "We what, shrimp?" His emotions slowly settled at the bottom near his soles, and his hunger rose again like a devil on his shoulder.

It whispered its woes about his inanition.

His fingers locked onto her tighter. Fuck, no. Focus. Alexander tried to deafen any other feeling except his original question. What happened today? He ran over the events and, through his easy, jumpy awkwardness, landed on their discussion with Ceram.

"You must act as your married counterparts."

His mind finally flicked on its light bulb. A mischievous curl broke into his grin—a look he hadn't shown her in a long time. "Ooooh."

Lynette turned back to him. A mewl scampered from her vocals, "Xander," she shook her head and tried to pull away. "You said you wouldn't say anything about it!"

"I didn't say yes to that," Alexander unknowingly leaned in closer, "Now, Ceram did say we have to act like our counterparts, didn't she?"

His tease toward her backfired. The possibility of Lynette saying yes heightened the thrill of his near-rapacious appetite, which he tried and failed to impulsively quell.

"Ah! No way! I'm not agreeing to that!"

It knocked him from his delusion, and he realized how close he had her. Their faces were so close that he felt her warm breath brush his lips. His thoughts entirely dispersed like cockroaches in light when he saw the fret in her green orbs.

Alexander's hands loosened enough for her to escape.

He had the reflex to grab her but didn't. He tore his eyes to look elsewhere, not at the television as it outlined her short form. He stared at the seams of the white couch as if he could accurately count every stitch.

"You're insane," he said, throwing up his arms, like he argued with the leather and not her, "who in the hell thinks that is worse than being willing."

“I do."

Alexander did a double take. His wide eyes looked at her again in disbelief. "ARE YOU SAYING YOU'D PREFER THE OTHER THING?!"

She frantically covered her face as it flared with so much heat that Alexander swore he saw steam. Then, she turned her body and looked like she was about to be sick.

It'd be an insult to most people, but Alexander expected it. He knew he wasn't sought after nor ever would be. That's how it always was.

Her gags at least took his mind off his cravings. "Do you need a bag or something?" His sight moved from her to the kitchen in the next room. He took a few steps in that direction, and she threw her hands from her face and wrapped her fingers around his arm.

It was brief but stopped him nonetheless. "I-I didn't mean that to be rude." She pulled her hands back and made space between them. Her left foot touched the front of the armchair. "I just-" He partially looked back at her with a confused eyebrow raise. What?

She softly met his stormy eyes. "I get queasy thinking of dates or relationship stuff with people I'm not comfortable with." She began to tug at her curls.

"People scare you that much?" Alexander asked.

She shyly looked away, "I don't know why." She slouched, and let out her timid, lack of confidence response, "I don't mean to do that, nor throw up. Not that I always throw up! I've only thrown up once," she grumbled under her breath, "no, twice."

"Because you dated someone?"

Alexander found himself intrigued. I knew she was an oddity, but throwing up? He didn’t understand why.

Lynette collected her hair then moved it in front of her face. "W-well, I, there was this," she chuckled, "a guy, he uh, you know, uh, we went-"

Alexander sped it up, "On a date?"

She nodded, patted the sides of her cheeks., took a deep breath, and explained. "I was so nervous on my first date I threw up on the guy when he got close, then when he said it was fine and wanted to continue the date back at his place, I threw up again."

She left him speechless. He thought about every time he came in close contact with her. Hell, he could have received a face full of vomit holding her earlier. So if I pick her up next time, just fucking eat her.

Lynette fell back on the armchair with a huff and wrapped her arms over her chest. She sank further into the chair's comfort to attempt to suffocate her humiliation.

"Does it happen often?"

"NO!" The redhead slammed her hands on the leather armrests. "It's when people that I don’t know take an interest in me. I don't find them repulsive or anything like that," She clarified. "I just don’t like them that way.” She let her hands fall back into her lap. “I haven't really liked anyone that way before."

Alexander answered without a pause, "I guess not liking someone is something we have in common.."

She sat up in the armchair. Her feet didn’t quite touch the ground. She stared at Alexander questionably.

He bit his lips, let it roll past his teeth, and back into place. "I didn't like Mara in the beginning. I didn't even know her. Sure, she was good-looking, but she convinced me to like her,” he faintly smiled, though it wasn’t happy. “and it wasn't even…real." Alexander didn't like hearing what he said aloud. Why did I say that? He never talked about it with anyone, not even Drake.

All the other words he had left to say retreated back like they were marionettes told to leave the stage. His eyes staggered to meet Lynette.

"I-"

He quickly and abruptly interrupted her. "I gotta eat, so unless your next words are you offering yourself, we're going." He grabbed her wrist, a usual mistake, but his mind was too preoccupied to act upon it.

"Going where?" Lynette asked and followed up with a slight bounce when she realized it. "I'm not going to watch you eat someone again!"

She uselessly tried to cling to the armchair as he pulled her along. He got her up.

"Again?" Alexander questioned as she squeaked in retaliation. He steered her from hitting the coffee table or couch.

"At the festival," her hand tried to pry his fingers off her wrist, "you dragged me along just like this, remember!"

Alexander pulled her near the front door and by the staircase. He only remembered a little of the festival besides the small snippet of events and their talks. He rarely remembered the people he ate besides her. He did eat her often enough.

"Don't watch then, weirdo." Alexander groaned. He got the knob with his other hand, "You don’t have a choice. I don't want you far away from me if something happens."

"Like what? A burglar breaking in?"

Alexander threw open the door. The cold, stale wind whisked over him and helped rid the air of her scent.

He lugged her along. "You always get into some kind of trouble, and since you want to make this difficult and say I can't eat you, you're coming."

Lynette grabbed the outer door rim, "I'm not going to agree because I don't want to spend most of my day inside you, NOR do I wanna watch you eat someone. It's gross!"

I know you won't. Alexander said in his head with attitude, "You're coming then."

"No, I'm not!" Lynette clung tighter to the grooves of the house's door rim.

He had let her wrist go and grabbed her by the waist to pull her off. If anyone were to pass by their house at the moment, he'd look insane trying to drag her out.

Her fighting worked up his edacity. He plucked her off, and she squealed. "No, no, Xander, quit it!"

Lynette’s soft disapproval finally extinguished the fire—he couldn't keep arguing with her. "Fine!"

He put her down, faced her, and his voice left in a snarl, "Call me if anything goes wrong, seems out of place, or odd." He moved toward her, so she reentered the doorway and the house. He grabbed the handle of the door. "Do not answer the door or go outside. If I don't come back in forty minutes, call me. If I don't answer, hide. If someone breaks in, hide." Alexander thought more about the different scenarios that could happen, and he charged the magic in his core.

His eyes gently glowed as he 'wrote' the protective seal of a cloak over her body with his gaze alone. It was to make sure she'd be safe.

"I will," Lynette seemed to recognize the feeling of its light weight all around her, "and thank you."

Alexander nodded, "Mhm." He glanced near the door to a few hooks and grabbed the first pair of keys that looked like his. "I'll be back." He shut the door and put his key to the lock but heard her lock it behind him.

He turned back, facing the streets—her scent still lingered on him. The clear air with hints of other scents relaxed him. He preferred that over being smothered in the house with hers alone.

He grumbled, thinking about it as he walked the streets of several other houses. The fine neighborhood did nothing to lower his tolerance for Lynette. It still annoyed him that her taste was so strong, pleasing, and that he couldn't even have her. She had to stay at the pizzeria.

He finally reached the city outskirts and debated on his next target. He had to find someone alone and someone who didn't look to be in any particular rush. It took him ten more minutes to find a suitable prey.

He waited for his prey to pass the older couple so he could throw a barrier down, but he never got the chance. His eyes glowed briefly and simmered down when his phone started to ring. He got it from his pocket, expecting it to be Lynette.

He lifted it up to answer and narrowed in on the name. Why the hell is Wicks calling me?

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Day 11: Kenpachi Zaraki ~ Primal Play

Pairing: Kenpachi Zaraki x Wynter Hughes [Nonbinary OC] Word Count: ~4.3k Date Published: October 11, 2023 WARNINGS: 18+ MDNI, Dom!Kenpachi, Size Difference, Primal Play, Teasing, Biting, Vaginal Fingering, Hair Pulling, Vaginal Sex, Outdoor Sex, Cock Riding, Praise, Creampie Note: Terms such as pussy/cock/dick/etc. get used. Kenpachi also uses terms like 'rabbit' and 'runt' to refer to Wynter. If that makes you uncomfortable, you might want to skip this fic.

Summary: Kenpachi catches himself a little rabbit.

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I was running through the forest as if my life depended on it. This had only started out as training, but it was as if it had become more dangerous by the second. With each strike I blocked and returned, the more amped up he'd gotten.

And now it was as if I'd unknowingly set off a trigger in the massive man. I'd run to get distance and compose myself, but he'd caught up and nearly injured me if I hadn't jumped out of the way of his sword.

He'd turned into a predator once he realized I could put up a fight.

Now I was running to keep him from possibly killing me because I wasn't entirely certain he wouldn't. I had accidentally knocked his eyepatch off- Perhaps that was where I'd fucked up.

I couldn't tell where the monster of a man was. His power made it feel as if he was everywhere all at once. I needed to calm down and think but that was so hard to do.

His maniacal laughter came from the shadows, and I ran faster. Jumping down a hill, I rolled to soften the landing and kept running. His voice began to fade the further I got away.

I had to take a second to breathe and leaned against a tree while panting. Looking around, I checked my surroundings to see if I was truly in the clear. If I could at least outrun Kenpachi until he calmed down, I just might make it out of this with only a few cuts and bruises.

Heavily sighing, I groaned while running a hand down my face. I shouldn't have asked to train with the belligerent captain. Yachiru had told me it'd be a good idea, to get more experience from a fighter that had gone against so many other combatants, but she hadn't told me he could get so into a fight even while just sparring. I shouldn't have listened to her.

"There you are." My eyes shot upward to see Kenpachi crouching on a tree branch. His wild mane of hair only added to the mad look on his face. He had his eyepatch back on now at least which would give me a better chance of escaping. "What's the matter? You're the one who asked to spar!" He threw his head back in laughter, and I bolted.

Going deeper into the forest, I could hear him behind me now. I'd have to be smart about this since Kenpachi was without a doubt stronger than me.

He pounced and crashed against the ground, sending up a cloud of dirt and dust when I barely managed to get out of the way. I used the dust clouds as a screen to change directions without Kenpachi seeing. Running toward where there was more cover, I hoped it would help.

Kenpachi found me again somehow and seemingly appeared right in front of me. I crashed right into his chest since I didn't have time to stop. Taking a few quick steps back, I had to crane my neck to look up at his face due to the height difference.

His wild grin showed off his inhumanly sharp teeth, and his sword was at his side gripped firmly in one hand. In an act of panic, I used my stature to my advantage and dove between his legs to run away.

"Wha- Hey! Get back here!" Kenpachi hollered, but I didn't stop running. I had to do a sudden baseball slide across the earth when he sliced through several trees ahead of me. He tried cutting me off, but I managed to get through before the trees fell.

Leaping over a steep drop, my mind was racing through scenarios on ways I could get out of this. However, a heavy weight crashed into me mid-air, and I went rolling across the ground.

Kenpachi had me pinned in seconds with his hands around my forearms and his massive body over mine. His visible eye was just as wild as his grin.

"You're faster than you look." I felt so small under his intense gaze, and his palms were rough while holding me down. "It's not much fun if you keep running, though." Kenpachi looked near feral and itching to fight, but perhaps I could use his desire for combat to my advantage.

"I want to make this more fair."

"More fair?" He paused.

"Hand-to-hand. No weapons." I swallowed while looking up at him.

"Fine." He agreed faster than I thought he would. Kenpachi let go of one of my arms to sheathe his sword. He then took it off and tossed it to the side before reaching for my sword. Without a care, he unlatched it from my belt and threw it near his Zanpakuto.

When he looked at me again, I realized I'd been staring at his exposed chest and torso. He didn't seem to notice, and I curled up my body to plant my feet against his chest. I kicked with as much strength as I could muster and sent him back far enough to get a running start.

I wasn't sure how he kept finding me since I was hardly even leaving a trail, but I knew I needed to find cover before he caught me again. Without his sword, he was more limited on what he could do, but the beast could still do damage with his bare hands. His fist alone was nearly the size of my skull.

Taking a sharp turn, I slid behind some rocks to stop and think. I was panting and pressed my back against the rock in an attempt to rest as much as possible. I'd at least managed to disarm Kenpachi, but how was I supposed to get out of this without fighting?

He made me feel like prey as he was hunting me down. And that was truly what he was doing- Hunting.

I could see it in his eyes the thrill of the chase even if he said it wasn't as fun having me run. And given how many times I'd managed to get away, I had a feeling he might actually be letting me escape just so that he could try catching me again. Perhaps this was how Yachiru was so good at hide and seek if this was who she was used to playing with.

The sun was blocked out as a massive shadow crept over the ground. Looking up, I saw Kenpachi grinning down at me.

"C'mon, Wynter. Show me what you can do." He grabbed me and tossed me out into the open. I only used the momentum to run, and he chased after me.

I suddenly twisted on my heel and flew at Kenpachi as he was mid-step. Since he had no leverage and no footing on the ground, I managed to tackle him. He looked surprised before grinning from ear to ear again as he swung a fist.

I went low to avoid getting hit, and I felt the wind from his knuckles across my back. If that had landed, it would've hurt like Hell. However, I realized Kenpachi had stopped moving entirely as if he was frozen.

Looking back at him, I saw how close my face was to his with my hands on his bare chest. Some humor could be found in how my hair had apparently smacked him in the face. But that small sliver of humor was smothered by the predatorial gaze boring into me.

I shoved myself up and quickly put distance between myself and Kenpachi. All of this running was tiring me out. If I kept this up, I'd eventually get caught with no way of escaping due to exhaustion.

The large man was on his feet and shook leaves from his hair with little care. Swallowing, I only briefly glanced away to figure out what I should do. If I kept running, I knew I wouldn't last long. Not without slowing Kenpachi down first.

Running at Kenpachi, he grinned and braced himself for impact. I dropped and slid between his legs before twisting and kicking his back. It felt as if I was hitting a brick wall.

He turned and caught my next strike as his hand engulfed my fist. I swung with my knuckles aimed at his jaw, but he caught that hand, too. Kenpachi was about to make a move, and I quickly mule-kicked him in the gut before he could.

He loosened his grip from the hit, and I managed to get free. Kenpachi made a sound like a growl and pounced. I backed away only to trip over a tree root and fall.

He'd moved so quickly that it took me a second to realize he was already over me. However, his expression had gone serious as he looked down at me.

"Pay attention to your surroundings." His tone was steady, and I glanced back to see rocks behind me. There was one right under my head, but Kenpachi's hand had covered it so that I'd hit the back of his hand instead.

"....Thank you." I muttered and meant it. Had I hit the rock, that likely would've cracked open my skull.

"We can't keep sparring if I have to drag your ass to medical."

"You mean you can't keep hunting me." I popped off, and he grinned.

"Is that what you think I've been doing?"

"Uh, yeah." My gaze dropped to his sharp teeth on display.

"What are you? A rabbit?"

"No." I swallowed as my eyes drifted lower to look at his wide neck encircled by a black choker. Why did he have to wear that today of all days? I'd been trying not to think about it this entire time, but I couldn't avoid it now.

This was a terrible moment to have my collar kink triggered. Especially since so much of his muscled torso was visible and he was looking so feral. And this was the worst possible time to start thinking about how Kenpachi was actually checking off several boxes.

I'd gotten distracted as my eyes went even lower, following the curves of his muscles until they disappeared into his shitagi and kosode. Swallowing, I tried not to think too much about his broad thighs resting on either side of mine as he was still on his hands and knees over me.

"Wynter." I snapped out of it as my gaze shot back to his face. There was no way he didn't realize I was staring when I neglected to respond to what he'd said before saying my name. "Run."

"What?" I was caught off guard by his demand. Kenpachi leaned back to kneel while grinning again. His visible eye looked darker since his pupil had widened.

"Run." There was something about his tone that sparked something beneath my skin. He'd been trying to get me to stop running up until now. Why had he changed his mind? "I'll give you a head start, rabbit."

I hesitated while sitting up and backing away. When he didn't move to tackle me, I got to my feet. Kenpachi looked like a beast coiled and ready to attack as he watched me closely.

Turning on my heel, I ran. Something in that moment had changed- or perhaps it had been gradually changing this entire time and I simply hadn't noticed it until now. The air was electrified as my blood rushed through my veins from my heart quickly beating.

The fear was replaced by a thrill as I ran further still. Weaving through trees and bushes, it didn't take long for me to feel as if Kenpachi was not far behind me. His power was overwhelming, making the hair on the back of my neck stand on end.

I didn't even see him coming before he crashed into me with a victorious growl. Kenpachi had me face-down on the ground before exposing the back of my neck as he leaned down.

"C-Captain Zaraki?" I swallowed and could feel his breath. Rather than answer, he bit the back of my neck. The feeling of his sharp teeth against my skin made my breath falter as my hips unconsciously lifted.

My eyes widened now that I could feel his cock against my ass. He was hard and rocked his hips to grind against me.

"Kenpachi?!" My voice cracked from pure shock.

"What?" His voice was low, and he yanked my clothes off my shoulder without hesitation. He bit my shoulder as his other hand went across my chest and slipped into my shitagi to touch my bare skin.

"What are you doing?!" His rough fingers found one of my nipples, and I jolted.

"Don't play stupid." Kenpachi's voice rumbled, sending a shiver up my spine. He littered bites over my neck and shoulder with each nip fanning the flames of arousal. He squeezed my chest in his hand as he tugged on my shitagi and kosode more.

Kenpachi's nips went down my back as more and more skin was exposed. His hand on my chest ventured lower, feeling along my stomach as butterflies fluttered in my gut. He licked up the entirety of my spine until his face was in my hair and he dropped my clothes to the side.

"Such a tasty rabbit." He muttered with his breath hitting the back of my head. His hand reached the belt holding up my hakama and pulled it loose. "Damn. Even your ears are red." Kenpachi nipped one of my ears, and my breath shook.

"Why?" My voice had come out quieter than expected, and his fingers slipped past the hem of my hakama.

"Hm?"

"Why are you touching me like this?"

"Ain't that obvious?" He pressed his hips against my ass harder, bringing attention back to his stiff cock. Sparks danced across my skin, and his fingers found their way into my underwear. "I fucking knew it." Kenpachi sounded pleased when he felt how wet I was.

He suddenly pulled away, and I heard fabric rustling before seeing his captain's hoari hit the ground. I chanced a look over my shoulder and saw his kosode and shitagi sliding down his broad shoulders. His body was unmarred, and the only scar I could see at all was the one going down the side of his face despite all the fights he'd been in.

Just what was he made out of?

Kenpachi started undoing his belt without patience before his hakama slacked down his thighs. The garment didn't fall all the way since it got caught on his erection.

"C-Captain Zaraki, I'm not sure this is-" I was turning over to face him only for him to grab the legs of my hakama and yank them off. "Hey!" I nearly yelped while covering my crotch and pressing my thighs together.

"That bullshit don't work on me." He said while looking down at me and discarding my hakama to the side. "And drop the formality, runt. No one cares if you respect your higher officers out here."

"But-"

"You like it just as much as I do, don't you?" He leaned down to bring his face only inches from mine with one hand on the ground and the other on my knee. Kenpachi slowly grinned while looking me in the eye as he tilted his head. "The hunt. The chase. Instincts screaming beneath your skin." His low voice was close to a purr as his face hovered closer to mine.

I could feel his warm breath against my lips, and my clit was throbbing as I couldn't look away from him. His hand on my knee slid up my thigh, making sparks dance across my skin from feeling his warm, rough palm against me.

"You won't get in trouble for doing what you want to me." His lips were only centimeters from mine now.

"You intentionally kept letting me go, didn't you?"

"'S not as fun if you get caught so soon. I also had a feeling you were more than you let on."

"....I really won't get in trouble?" I muttered while his hand was nearing my hip.

"You really think I'm gonna report you for misconduct? I'm the one that took your clothes off." Once he confirmed there would be no backlash for my actions, I grabbed his choker and pulled him into a kiss.

I spread my legs, allowing his hand on my hip to go between my thighs. Kenpachi nipped my bottom lip, and I opened my mouth to allow his tongue entrance. Keeping a hold on his choker, I laid back and pulled him with me. His fingers pressed against me through my underwear, making my breath falter.

Kenpachi made a sound like a growl before ripping my underwear off with ease. He dragged his fingers between my lips and groaned from the wetness he felt. His thick tongue pulled out of my mouth as a string of saliva stretched between us.

"I wore it for you."

"What?"

"The choker you're tuggin' on." He licked his lips like a hungry animal as his fingers circled my core. "Noticed how you'd look at it whenever I wore it."

"You planned all this?"

"Abso-fucking-lutely." Kenpachi grinned while shoving two of his fingers into my pussy. I moaned from the sudden intrusion before he kissed me. His lips were much softer than his hands but just as impatient and hungry. My fingers slid into his mane of hair while his fingers began to thrust.

Kenpachi devoured each sound I made, and his thumb found my clit. My hips bucked into his touch, and my grip in his hair tightened. He kissed and nipped along my jaw, and I tilted my head back just before his lips landed on my neck. His tongue made a hot streak across my pulse point as I shuddered.

His sharp fangs caused goosebumps to rise on my skin, and I craved for more bites as his fingers curled. Moaning as my back arched, I felt his lips go lower. Kenpachi licked over my throat before biting near the base of my neck. He nipped my collarbone and left more bites on my chest.

Once he bit around one of my nipples, he licked the angry mark he left behind after I hissed through clenched teeth. Kenpachi lifted his head and pulled his fingers free. I looked down while panting and saw his cock in his hand. His hakama had come off at some point, leaving his naked body entirely in view.

He was even more of a beast without his clothes. His broad body was a rolling expanse of muscles honed from combat. Kenpachi's thick thighs kept my legs spread as he looked at me with such a feral gaze.

The man was barely hanging on, and I knew I was in for a memorable time.

Kenpachi slid the tip of his cock through my slick to get it wet. His heavy breath sounded almost like a low growl as we both watched him ease his way inside. He was about halfway when he looked at me with a devilish grin. Without warning, he slammed the rest of the way in.

I moaned as my toes curled, and I could feel him deep inside. The stretch was more than his fingers, but it felt good still.

"Looks like I caught me a damn good rabbit." Kenpachi licked his wet fingers and groaned. "Fucking delicious."

"Wait." I panted before grabbing his wrist. Pulling up the hand he was leaning on, I made him fall while twisting to switch our positions. "As much as I want you to go wild, you're big. Gimme some time to get used to it first." Hooking my feet over his thighs with my heels against my ass, I placed my hands on his stomach for better support as I lifted my hips.

Kenpachi slid his hands up my thighs and grunted when I dropped back down. What was left of my inhibitions was slowly fading away with each rise and fall of my hips.

This entire ordeal from the hunting to the close-quarters fighting to get away had tempted a deep secret to the surface. Kenpachi had somehow sniffed it out despite me keeping it hidden as much as possible. I already knew of his reputation, I wasn't a total idiot that blindly took Yachiru's advice. I'd been wanting to fuck Kenpachi so badly my blood boiled, and training had been the perfect presented excuse to get closer to him.

I just hadn't realized he'd been after the same thing until he made it so abundantly clear. I'd unknowingly played right into the palm of his hand.

But I couldn't complain when I was also reaping benefits from this.

Kenpachi's big hands grabbed my hips as I rode his cock and helped lift me. His gaze was locked on his dick disappearing and reappearing from my pussy and coming out glistening wet each time. He didn't care about suppressing the sounds he made and was as vocal as he wanted to be. His moans were low, guttural, and some even like growls. It seemed his only concern at the moment was pleasure.

I was panting and moaning as I picked up the pace. The bites he'd left on me ached in a way that went straight to my pussy and had my clit throbbing. Kenpachi's nails dug into my skin as he bared his teeth like an animal.

Having such a beast of a man beneath me also satisfied another part of me. I figured he was only letting me take the reins temporarily so long as I continued to fuck him and bring pleasure. Instinct, as Kenpachi had mentioned earlier, felt good to give in to.

There was no shame, no fear, and nothing clouding my mind when I only focused on my urges and desires. Being a diligent worker so much of the time, it felt so fucking good to let it all go for now.

I was making a mess of his cock as slick was dripping down his balls and smearing against his pelvis. Kenpachi seemed to feed off seeing it and had a wicked grin.

"You're so fucking wet for me. Good rabbit." He purred, and a shiver went up my spine from the praise. "Think you can take more now?"

"Yes." My reply was breathy, and Kenpachi slammed me down onto the ground to pound into me. A broken moan left my lips before his tongue slid into my mouth. He was starving for every sound while pistoning his cock deeper than he'd gone before.

He had one hand holding my jaw to keep me kissing him while the other was on the ground for stability. My hands slid up his back, feeling his muscles rolling beneath my palms with each heavy thrust. His wild, inhuman pace was overstimulating and making it hard to register anything other than pleasure.

Kenpachi pulled away from the kiss while breathing heavily and licked the drool from my cheek. His lips were on my neck again before he was nipping. My spine arched as my nails dragged down his back, and my moan carried through the forest.

He let my jaw go to start feeling my body and squeezing at intervals as his rough palm ventured lower. Kenpachi groaned into my skin and had yet to slow down. I could only hang on for dear life while my body bucked and clenched.

His hand squeezed my thigh before trailing to the inner side. His fingers eventually landed on my clit, and he wasn't gentle, making my moan just shy of a scream as the pleasure was exploding through my nerves. Kenpachi's tongue lolled out as he was grinning and panting. He was having fun while giving me the best sex I'd had in a very long time.

"Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck~!" I whimpered as my head lolled back and my thighs clenched around his hips.

"You're about to cum, aren't you?"

"Yes!"

"Go on, then. Cum on my cock, rabbit. I wanna feel how hard you squeeze." His voice rumbled as he added more pressure to my clit. Kenpachi thrust only a few more times before I cried out and was drowned under the waves of my orgasm. He moaned and didn't stop fucking me in the slightest.

He was a powerhouse and had me ride out the high. My pussy clenching around his cock is what finally got him to cum as he snarled and held my hip with a bruising grip. Kenpachi's hips snapped into me, and hot cum was dripping down my ass when he finally slowed down to a gentle rut.

I was breathing heavily with my chest rising and falling, and I closed my eyes in an attempt to calm down from the mind-numbing orgasm. Resting my arms on the ground near my head, I then opened my eyes again to look up at Kenpachi.

His expression was more relaxed and he wasn't even bothering to pull out. Kenpachi's hair seemed even wilder after I'd messed it up, and his gaze was on me. There was a thin layer of sweat on him as sunlight peeking through the trees danced across his skin.

"You're pretty."

"Huh?" His brows furrowed more from confusion.

"You're pretty." I grabbed his face to pull him down into a kiss. "Very pretty." Kenpachi looked at me for a second before he burst into laughter.

"Finally, someone noticed." His response made me chuckle. "I'll have your transfer paperwork put together later."

"What?"

"Why would I need transfer paperwork?"

"Because you're joining my squad. You're mine now, rabbit. I caught you fair and square." Kenpachi smirked while looking down at the mess of bodily fluids. "And we're gonna have so much fun."

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Demon Tsukishima

Part-1

Warnings : dark magick

She sat in the middle of a protection circle , muttering a chant quietly in her breathy tone . Drops of sweat run down the nape of her neck . A lit candle in her dark room lighting up her skin into a beautiful honey shade, she looked tired with the lack of sleep yet her eyes were decorated with pinkish eyebags .

The candle flickered.

"State your business ." A deep voice enteruppted the silence of the room . Ringing her off her guard as If a loud alarm has been set off. She squinted her eyes open glancing at the figure resting peacefully on the floor .

" Are you a demon ? "

"I'm pretty sure you called for one. "

She took a few seconds to register that in her mind as she stares at him in alarm and curiosity.

"I know I'm handsome but your silence is making me uncomfortable." He talked as if he was bored to even be in her presence. But of course she had no regards for it. Not when she finally summoned a demon .

She gulps unknowingly not really being able to form direct words she sits there gaping at the boy in silence .

They read into each other's eyes untill the awkwardness of the air turns into a strange comfort .

"You've never summoned one before ?" He inquired , shattering the peaceful silence between them making her realize she's been staring at him for a few seconds too long .

Too long for it to just be curiosity.

"No , this is my first time. " she replied . An amuse making it's way into her facial expressions.

"Yeah you're making that very obvious. " He makes another snarky remark without breaking the eye contact . It was a lie if he said he wasnt amused either . It's not everyday he meets a human who looks him in the eye .

"State your business ." He said , this time , voice turning the atmosphere of the room into a slightly colder one.

"I need you help ." She replies without delays . A certain desparation in her voice . And ofcourse it didn't go unnoticed by the demon boy .

"I hope you know the costs ." He hummns.

"I'm aware ." She replies instantly but then , hesitates before speaking again , " but can you do it ? "

A histericall laughter fills the room . "I am a demon , are you actually asking me that ? "

" I asked because it is something impossible ."

He stares at her for another few seconds trying to process her words . And suddenly it hits . " It's bringing back the dead isn't it ? "

She was speechless at his accuracy ." Yes ." She confirms . " But can you do that ? Is it possible ? "

Although his expressions changed he still covered a smirk , " What do you think ? "

"I think only god can do it , but , he hasn't been answering my prayers and cries . So I called for someone who might ."

Desperation ,

That's a very common trait of the people who usually make deals with the devil ,

They sell out their most important possession out of that desperation. And when they do it , they don't consider what they're loosing could also be very important .

Because when you posess something precious , you dont realize it's value until you loose it. And once do , it's most likely too late.

"You would have to pay a bigger prize ."

"It's my soul right ? . . I'm willing. " The words come out as a second nature .

It kinda takes the demon boy aback for a second because he's never met some so aware and still so willing to jump into the pits of fire by their own will. It's not brave , It's stupid , its impulsive , and they would regret it.

They always do.

"It might take a little bit more than your soul. " He pulls our a coin from his pockets playing with it on his fingers .

"What is that ? "

"Depends ," He mumbles . "On what's the most precious possession you have to offer."

She lets her mind wander for a moment for all the possible things she could value after throwing her life away. But there was nothing that came around her mind. Because she already threw her life away , what can still be precious to you when you know you're gonna extinct anyway . What could she still experience when she won't be even allowed to have it the moment she signs her life away ? Is there anything to loose ?

"I would do whatever you ask me to ," she declares ,

stupidly .

Again , giving herself up so easily .

The demon boy's lips curve upward ."So whom are we resurrecting? " He questions , still the coin between his fingers .

"Sugawara koushi . " The name bounces off her lips like a forgotten poem.

"Lost love ? " He chuckles mockingly the sound echoing from his throat .

He couldn't help but mock her , she's the stupidest type , the type to make disitions based on her emotions , native enough to let her emotions control her. Hurt her or ever kill her .

She was the type to sell her soul for others , selflessly , without thinking twice ,

And she was the type to regret it when the happy times return back into her life and tries to change the deal.

She was the type he hated the most.

"Ex boyfriend ? "

"No, we never dated , " she replies pausing a bit ."I never got the chance to tell him I loved him. "

"I would need his memories , " he speaks with a smirk painted in his face all the way up to his eyes.

"What ? "

"He wouldn't remember you , he wouldn't remember dying , as if the time went back , and he never met you , " the boy observed her reaction .

"It's okay , it's fine with me ." She looks up with her eyes stronger again . "It's fine as long as he's alive. " the desparation still ringing in her voice .

"Alright then ," he tosses the coin in the air and it falls right into the plan of his hand . His eyes glows red , illuminating the dark room brighter than the candle itself .

" What is your name ? " He asked . his voice echoed off walls of the room .

"Ayla Hamasaki ." She spoke , knowing very well that whatever she was getting herself into is gonna be agonizing .

it was gonna be the end of her ,

And she knew that .

He hoped she did.

"I'm Tsukishima kei . And I hope we have a fair deal now ."

Ayla looked death right in it's eyes as she bored into Kei's .

She was sure of herself.

Selflessly , something that should be stated as stupidness ,

She comfortablely held onto the newfound hope she met in the darkest pits of hell , intertwining fingers with death on the other hand.

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