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Video Games // Simon (Ghost) Riley

Part II for "Listen before I go"!! And for those who wanted to be tagged in part two here you go: @sseleniaa @ascybous(and all the others in the comments)

my fucking tags aren’t working.

Pt.1

Warnings: ooc ghost, wattpad y/n, gets suggestive at the end though no real smut. Reader is referred as "you" but use she/her pronouns Didn’t edit because I don’t feel like it, Simon crying and being silly!

You wake up to intense bright lights beaming into your eyes. Causing your hand to shield the light, already feeling your eyes water from it. After a few minutes of adjusting to the bright setting, you try to sit up. (Key word: Try.) But the unknown weight on your lower body prevents you from sitting up all the way. Your eyes fall down to the weight on your lap, but only to see Simon. His mask was off and he was in more casual clothing. A soft smile shone on your lips when you hear his soft snores. His cheek was buried onto your thigh as his hand laid on top of your body. 

Your thumb caressed the softness of his cheek, causing him to stir in his sleep. His eyes slowly blink open. Seemingly like he forgot where he was until he saw your face. Simon wasted no time sitting up and greeting you. “You’re okay” he breathes out in relief. The poor man sounded so stressed and it made you feel so incredibly bad. Your hand cupped his cheek as you gave him a weary smile.

“I’m sorry-” Simon cuts you off with his hand to your lips.

“Please don’t blame yourself, if only i didn’t storm off you wouldn’t have gotten hurt.” 

Now it was your turn to cut him off, “This wasn’t your fault Ghost, I was the one who didn’t see the group before.”

The man's heart dropped hearing his code name escape from your lips. He didn’t like hearing that name from you, he preferred his real name. It made him feel safer with you. Like he had nothing to worry about.

You sighed, suddenly remembering the harsh words he told you. Thoughts started to pounder, “if he dislikes me so much then why is he here?” you thought. Your eyes glued onto his as your own started to water. 

“Why are you here?” you whisper in a hushed voice, only being loud enough for the man to hear it.

Simon almost flinched at the sound of your voice, he didn’t know how to answer you. Between wanting to lie to you or just telling the truth like you needed. 

“Ghost, if you were forced to keep watch over me. You’re free to go, I'm awake now.” 

He shakes his head, lips going dry. “No, I wanted to be here.” 

Another sigh escaped your lips, your fingers fidgeting with the hem of the bedsheets. “Then why are you here?’

“Because..” Simon tries to speak but his words die in his mouth.

“You told me that you hated me, that you’ll never see me more than a teammate.” you murmured and raked your fingers through your hair. A stray tear falls down your cheek. “For someone who claims they don’t want anything to do with me, you’re doing a whole lot just out of your own free will.”  

“I only said that because I was scared!” Simon finally admits. He feels tears in his own eyes, “I was scared that if I told you that I loved you, something was going to happen to you.” Simon blinks his eyes shut, his pride way too high to let you see that he was crying. He didn’t need to think that he was some baby. “I’m sorry.”

Withthat Simon gets up and makes his way out of the room, not wanting to make you any more upset then you already were. But with the sound of his name leaving your lips, he stopped. He turns around to see you shifting to the other side of the bed, making enough room for him.

“Let’s talk, alright?” there it was, your soothing voice. A voice that sounded like that didn't just hurt to move to make room for him. A voice that seemed like nothing was wrong. A voice that never stopped caring. Simon finally breaks. Tears ran down his cheeks, no longer feeling embarrassed anymore. He sits on the bed and leans into your open arms, finding immediate relief.

“I’m sorry for telling you all of those things. I didn’t mean them, I was just scared and I know that these might seem like excuses and you don’t have to forgive me because trust me I wouldn’t either. And you can call me an asshole or tell me that you hate me too, that you don’t want anything to do with me and I won’t stop you because that’s what I deserve.”

You hush him, your fingers running through his hair while gently cradling the poor boy. “It’s okay, Simon. I’ll forgive you, alright? Just don’t say that about yourself ever again, you are so much better than that and you deserve so much more.” You feel him nod, but that wasn't enough. Reaching for his chin you pull him to face you. Eyes boring into yours. “You deserve everything.”

Simon didn’t know what he was doing but he held onto your soft and beautiful face and leaned in. His lips touching yours, instantly smiling into the kiss when he feels you reciprocate it. He gently pushes you back onto the bed, pressing your back down on the soft mattress. He barely pulls back, his lips brushing against yours. “I love you.” He kisses you again, “I love you so much.” This time he kisses your jaw trailing down your skin until he meets the hem of your shirt. “And I don’t know why I was so stupid by not telling you sooner.” 

You feel his lips right on your throat, his hands running down your sides. Careful to not hurt your wound. Everything was so hot, your skin, your body, seeing Simon under you. “God simon.” you moan when you feel his hands squeeze your waist. He slowly tugs down your pants, kissing your hips. 

“Please let me love you.” he pleads, fingers massaging your legs hoping to remove any tension from laying in bed for so long.

Your hand comes to cup his face as you give him a gentle smile. “How about I show my love for you?”

Another kiss was given to your leg before he shakes his head, “Not tonight, tonight is all about you.” 

“Alright,” you consent, “Show me the best you got.” 

#angst #hurt/comfort #cod mwii #mwii #mondern warefar 2 #mw2 imagine #mw2 #ghost mw2 #cod ghost x reader #cod imagine #simon riley imagine #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley #simon riley x reader #call of duty #task force 141 #ghost x reader #fluff #simon riley smut

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Listen before I go// Simon (Ghost) Riley

Reader kinda sounds like a wattpad (y/n)- listen I tried to make the reader not sound so stupid but- y’all I’m flabbergasted from how wattpadish this sounds 😭

Pt.2

Warnings: ooc ghost, reader kins (y/n) wattpad. Reader is referred as “you” but use’s she/her pronouns, angst, my writing, character death? Violence, love confessions? Oh, and no editing :))) 🫶❤️

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“I’m in love with you.” Who knew those five words could’ve brought you so much pain. You were so sure that Simon had returned those same exact feelings. Or why else would he be so kind and heartwarming to you yet stone cold to anyone else.

A trickle of blood escapes your lip as you chuckle. God you hated yourself for confessing to him, otherwise he would’ve still been here and would’ve helped this hidden ambush. But he wasn’t, and you couldn’t take out an army of men all by yourself. But you’ve managed to escape, with a few bullet wounds to say to the least.

And now you were here, sitting against a gratified broke wall bleeding to death. Remembering that you had previously turned off your intercom, you turn it back on. You hear your name being called countless of times, asking for your whereabouts or your status. But with your head being so fuzzy, you don’t know if you talk even if you tried.

“She’s fine guys, I was with her last.” You hear ghosts voice through the little radio. Both of your definitions of fine were different, his was if you got shot you’ll be fine, just a little wound. But yours, well you weren’t really sure. It was more than a gunshot wound, that was for sure.

“What is your status? We’re going to be heading back on the plane shortly.” Prices asks, you can tell he was getting a little impatient.

You cough, more blood running down your dry lips. “Don’t think I’ll make it this flight. Can I catch it later?”

“What are you talking about?” It was now soap talking. “Where are you? We’ll come to find you.”

The line goes silent before you hears ghosts voice once more, this time in more of a panic.

“There’s blood everywhere. Hopefully it’s from these men you’ve slaughter (name).”

“Yeah, you could say that. Say, Simon you wanna make me a promise?”

“A promise?” He seems confused, you noted.

“Don’t blame yourself okay?”

He stays silent, almost hesitant for his next choice of words. It was almost as if he didn’t believe you. “What’s your surroundings?”

“You’re not going to make it in time Simon. It’ll be too late by then.”

“What is she talking about Ghost?” Price asks. To be honest, you totally forgot all about the other four.

But Simon doesn’t respond. His hearts racing, there was too much blood, too many footsteps to even count. And your empty gun.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Ghost hisses, “I’ve could’ve help you!”

You flinch at how loud he was. Who knew that a little radio could pick up the sound of anger in a persons voice. “Could you not bitch at me, I don’t need it right now.”

“When I find you it’s going to be more than being bitched at, (code name).”

Ouch, he must be pissed off if he was bringing out your code name. A sigh leaves your lips as you bring you hand to your face, wiping off the blood the kept dripping from your lip. He wasn’t going to find you in time, it wasn’t like you cared. It was going to save you from the future embarrassment of him seeing you in such a weak state and right after you confessed to him.

“Again, that is if you make it in time.”

Simon growls, “can you stop fucking saying that like you’re going to die?”

“You never know, I’ve been out here for awhile now. Never know if some animal is going to eat me for dinner.”

“Well aren’t you in luck, don’t think you’d be a subtle appetite to them.”

“Fucking hell,” you mumble. Your eyes were drooping from all of the blood that you loss. You were dying and you could really feel it now. “I’m by an old building. Not far from where you’re at, just keep going straight until you find a broken down wall with graffiti covering it.”

Simons end of the line was silent, but you assumed so. He was going to try to search for you all by himself because that’s what he does. If it didn’t hurt to chuckle, you would have. Cause it certainly didn’t take him too long to find you. You see the all to well know mask running towards you.

“Hey Simon,” you barely speak into the speaker, “I meant every word I’ve said.” Your hand falls to your side and your eyes roll back. You’ve done your best trying to keep your body going, but every has their weaknesses. Just as your eyes droop shut, Simon screams out your name.

There weren’t any moments where Simon feared life anymore. He lived through all terrifying moments of his life but nothing compared seeing your weak unconscious body. Simon could only run faster, hoping that he could beat death itself.

The man couldn’t afford to loose you, especially when he has something to confess too. God, his self hatred only grew when he turned you down harshly. Truth was, he was just scared. Scared that this was all of some sick joke one of the boys dared you to do. Scared that if he confessed right back, you’d laugh straight in his face and tell him you’d never feel the same way. But now that it hits him, you would never do that. You were too kind, and would never hurt him even if that meant hurting yourself.

“C’mon.” He whispers, his hands are on your shoulders. But when Simon pulls back to examine your body he wanted to puke. There was so much blood, he wondered how you could’ve even possibly walked a far or a distance and stayed on the line while waiting for him.

“Get the plane here now!” Simon yells into the radio, “I found (code name) but she’s unconscious!”

“Rodger that.” A voice responds, Simon doesn’t know who’s it is was but he frankly doesn’t care. He wanted you to wake up so he can tell you that he loves you. So he could tell you that he didn’t hate you, he was just lying.

After what felt like hours of requesting for the plane it finally came. Simon carefully lifted you up into his arms and boarded the plane. He ignored the worried looks of his teammates and gently laid you down on the cot so the medic’s could immediately get to work. Soap placed a hand on the man's shoulder and attempted to pull him away from the scene. 

 

“Ghost,” Soap called out, his grip was getting a little tighter. “Come on, let them have their space.”

 

But Simon didn’t respond, he was stiffer than a board. He feared that if he were to leave you behind once again, you wouldn’t make it. 

 

“You’ll get to see her once they save her, okay?”

 

“What if they don’t?” 

 

Soap stays silent, watching over the girl too. His hand still on Simon’s shoulder. “Give her hope, it takes more than a few gunshot wounds to take her down. Just give’er a few days and she’ll be back up and bouncing.” 

 

“I hope you’re right.”

#angst #hurt/comfort #cod mwii #mwii #mondern warefar 2 #mw2 imagine #mw2 #ghost mw2 #cod ghost x reader #cod imagine #simon riley imagine #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley #simon riley x reader #call of duty #task force 141 #ghost x reader #fluff

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Live laugh love our little baby meow meow girl

we’ve done it guys

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Endless Whisper (Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley)

Y’all I might’ve bought the game just to see him. I mean you can’t blame me, bros gorgeous. Would def let him hit it from the front and the back. I also justed wanted to write a sleepy Simon. Might post this on my Ao3

warnings: friendship to lovers?? undedited, wrote this at 12 in the morning, slight angst not much, fluff, ooc Simon. actual 1k+ word fic :00

Soft curses left your teammates' lips as they felt little droplets of rain. You didn’t quite understand why they didn’t appreciate the rain. Perhaps it was harder to work in, you thought. Or maybe they just genuinely don’t like it. You didn’t pry too much into it, as it was for none of your business.  

“Why won’t you and Ghost go finish the rest of this up. We’re going to try to find a way in.” Price’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts.

With a nod of your head you look over at your fellow teammate to already see that he was on his way. A sigh escaped your lips as you wave your team off before catching up to Simon. “Don’t be too disappointed that you’re stuck with me.” you try to crack a joke but the man stays silent. With a roll of your eyes and a huff leaving your lips you walk in front of him. 

The rest of the walk was silent, beside the soft pattering of the rain. Simon made no attempt to make a conversation with you or even bothered sparing you a quick glance. It irked you. You don’t remember what you’ve done to upset him so much that he pretends that you’re not even there. You hold your gun tight in your arms while you watch him bust the door down with ease.

“Let’s go,” he speaks. Simon does a quick check in the little shack before deciding it was safe to rest for the night. He sets his bag down as he inspects the place a little more, you could never be so sure. 

Once you enter the building, you immediately find yourself in a fireplace. Lucky enough for you there was already wood in it. You were quick to get the fire started before actually settling in. However Simon was nowhere to be seen. You checked each and every room but couldn’t find any sign of him. The man's bag was still here so he couldn’t have run off too far. The sound of the door slamming open had you draw out your gun immediately.

“It’s just me.” Simon says, he throws a dead rabbit onto the table, “was just looking for food.”  

You look at him in disgust before putting your gun back in your holster. You mumble “Whatever.” before a yawn escapes your lips. It wasn’t too late out but you were beyond exhausted. Deciding not to stick around any longer, you head to the bedroom.

“Fine, you can starve, it's only more for me!” You hear Simon yell. If he was going to be an assole to you, it was only fair to be one back. 

A few hours later, it was completely dark. The watch on your wrist showed that it was an hour past midnight and you were thirsty. You walk out into the living room to see Simon laying on the couch, his mask off and a thin blanket covering his body, yet he was still shivering. You sigh, starting to feel bad. After all, you took the room with more blankets and with some heat. 

“Simon” You whisper, shaking his shoulder slightly to wake him up. But he doesn’t budge. “Simon.” This time with a louder voice. He stirs around and brushes your hand off. “Get up, we’re switching places.” You gently pull him up from the couch and to your surprise he complies. He staggers behind you as you lead him into the warm bedroom. He settles onto the bed and drifts off back into his slumber. You leave to grab his mask because you know he’d kill you if you saw him without it. But before you can leave he grabs onto your wrist. 

“Don’t go,” he pleads, his hands freezing cold. 

“If you wake up with me next to you in the morning, you’ll hate me even more.”

“I don’t hate you.” 

You know he’s just tired and is mumbling nonsense but your heart is racing. “You sure do act like it.” 

“I’m just trying to hide my feelings from you.” 

“Simon, don’t say anything that you'll regret.”

This time he didn't answer you, hopefully he had fallen asleep. You could tell how exhausted the poor man was, all he just needs is a good night's sleep. You move quietly to the door, trying not to make any noise that he’d wake up too. But a soft whimper of your name causes you to stop in your tracks. 

“I promise, I won’t say anything in the morning. Just please don’t leave me tonight.” His voice sounded like he was in pain. Like a child who had just lost their favorite toy. You knew you should’ve said no, there was no reason to help him. But maybe just for one night it wouldn’t hurt.

“You have to promise me that when you wake up, you won’t say anything mean.” The man holds out his pinky finger out to yours showing his sign of his promise. You sigh and connect your fingers, “Please don’t break it.” 

Simon moves back on the bed and opens the blankets for you, inviting you in. Which you accepted. You slowly slid in with him almost sighing in content at the warmth that you felt from him. Simon wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him, your legs entangling with each other. He buries his head in the crook of your neck and instantly relaxes.

“Your hands are cold.” You shiver when you feel his hands on your stomach. 

“And you're warm.” Simon pulls you closer to him as if you were going to fly away. 

You rest your hands on top of his, feeling him tense for a split second before growing comfortable from your touch. 

“Good night Simon.” 

“Good night.” he says with a smile on his face. Simon feels as if he was going to get a good night of sleep. 

Morning rose sooner than you had wanted it too. Your eyes flutter open but only to be met with the man's chest. His arms wrapped against your lower back as he still mindlessly slept. Your cheeks rose with heat from the potion you were in but you had to admit that was the best night of sleep you had for awhile. Unfortunately you had to use the restroom and were definitely in a hurry. But the strength Simmon had on you was a near death grip. 

“Don’t get up.. It’s too early.” he mumbles. His voice deep from his deep slumber.

“Yes, but I need to use the bathroom, I’ll come right back.” You felt Simon’s grip loosen on you which made you take your grand escape to the restroom. Your heart is still racing from how close he was and how tight you were pressed up against him. A sudden knock on the bathroom door breaks your thoughts. 

“It doesn’t take that long to pee.” with a slight giggle and roll of your eyes, you opened the door. “Let me carry you back to bed.” Simon didn’t even wait for a response. He scooped you up into his arms and placed you onto the bed before briefly pulling you back on top of him. It doesn’t take long for the both of you to fall asleep. 

As you feel your eyes start to droop once more. You feel a pair of lips on your forehead, “Thank you for staying with me.” Simon mumbles.

A soft smile grows on your face as you bury your face into the crook of his neck. Having a sleepover with Simon wasn’t so bad after all.

#angst #fluff #mwii #modern warfare 2 #mw2 #cod imagine #simon riley #simon riley imagine #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley x reader #mw2 imagine #ghost x reader #cod ghost x reader #call of duty #task force 141 #friendship to lovers #hurt/comfort #comfort #hurt

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Another fucking drabble that I found in my notes ❤️

I’ve been gone for awhile, mainly because I’m lazy, secondly, I moved and lastly work. Literally gonna swan dive off a cliff 😏 and we’re back with Dr. Strange 🤌❤️

WARNINGS: slight smut, slight dom!reader

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A groan leaves his lips as he tilts his head back. His hands grip at the sheets while his thighs trembled. He had no idea that you could make him feel so good with just a few words and touches.

“How do you feel?” You ask, breaking his train of thought. Your hands grip at his hips as you lean into his face.

Stephen struggled to make eye contact with you. He couldn’t dare to interact with someone who had knocked him off his feet so easily. It was embarrassing. That was until you kissed his jaw and sucked on it gently, trying to create a faint hickie. Making him groan and look down at you.

“Are you going to answer me? Or are you to caught up pleasure that you’re ineligible to speak?”

He shakes his head, “G-good!”

A smirk dances on your face as you leaned back. Your grip loosened on his waist as you sit on his lap. Pride filled your body as you feel his hard on press against your inner thigh. “Wow,” a chuckle erupts from your throat, “someone’s excited.”

Stephen didn’t answer, instead he grabbed onto your thighs. “C’mon.” He mumbled. His hips grind up into yours trying to get desperate friction but a frustrated groan leaves his lips when you stilled his hips.

“We’re having none of that tonight.” Your fingers peel back his robe, pushing it back too his shoulders. Your eyes scan his sweaty body as you bite your lip in anticipation.

Your voice was stern and grabbed onto his wrist. “If you attempt to even touch me or get yourself off. Then I’ll show you what true pain is.”

You watch his eyes widen before they narrow. His lips curl as he darts his tongue out to lick his lips. “Why won’t you tell me what you’re going to do to me.”

His teasing tone angers you but before you could react the cape that he wore slipped off his shoulders and wrapped around your wrist, binding them together. “What the fuck.” You gasp while you try to pry open the cloak. Your eyes snap to his as your brows furrow. “Stephen fucking Strange. You are pushing yourself to a place you don’t want to be.”

He cocks his brow and pulls your hips closer to his face. “I don’t think your in the position to talk like that, dear.” He kept tugging you closer and closer till you were directly over his face. His fingers dig into your skin as he looks up at you with lust. “Why won’t you sit down for a while?”

#avengers #smut #dr strange x reader #dr strange imagines #dr strange imagine #stephen strange imagines #stephen strange imagine #stephen strange x reader #stephen strange #marvel imagine #avengers x reader #avenger imagine #marvel mcu #the avengers #benedict cumberbatch x reader #benedict cumberbatch imagines #benedict cumberbatch #benedict cumberbatch imagine #dr stephen strange #mcu fanfiction #mcu imagine #fluff #dr strange smut

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Just a little Drabble

I don’t know either to finish this or not, so I’m letting the stan’s here help me decide if they find me :)) also felt like I should let the other folks know, I do not support Billy’s actions, he’s a fucking asshole. But he is an attractive character and for the ones in the back, just because I find a character attractive does not mean I support them.

Warnings: Smut, dom!reader bottom!billy, brat!billy, sex toys

Smut under the cut

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“Please,” he moaned, his fist clenching onto the sheets under him.

“Please what baby?” A grin spreads across your face as your fingers roam his body. He leans into your touch and lets out a small moan when your fingers grazes over his nipples.

“I’m-“ he gasps, eyes slamming shut and throws his head back as he feels your finger rub against the tip of his pretty cock. “Fuck! You know what I want!”

“I do?” You pull back, pretending that you don’t know anything. “Oh, want me to stop touching you? Your little cock looks awfully angry.”

“It’s not little,” he protests.

You feel yourself grin when you see his face drop into complete shock. That’s when you pull away and start pulling up your skirt, but a quick yell of your name makes you pause mid way.

“Yes?”

“What do you think you’re doing? I didn’t say to stop.”

“Then what do you want me to do?” You know what he wants and he knows that you know to. But, you want to hear him say it, you want him to beg for it.

“Touch me for fucks sake!”

You shake your head, disproving of his answer. “That’s no way to talk someone who’s in control of your pleasure, baby.” You crawl back into his lap in between his legs, “You wanna retry that again?”

He didn’t respond, his pride to big to break down. “F-fuck you!”

“Fine,” you hiss. You lean over your boyfriend and opened the drawer that was beside the bed and pulled out a black vibrator. “If you’re going to act like this love, well then don’t bother to stop me.” Before Billy could get a word in, you turned the toy on and placed it right on his tip.

Billy gasped and threw his head back once more, his knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping the bedsheets under him.

#smut #billy hargove x reader #billy stranger things #billy hargove imagine #billy hargrove #dacre montgomery #dacre x reader #stranger things #stranger things smut #stranger things imagine #billy x you #billy x reader #billy x y/n #billy smut #dacre montgomery smut #dacre montgomery x reader

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SLEEPING BEAUTY

A/n:) I’m literally exhausted, I wasn’t going to go to sleep till I finished a fanfic because it’s been a while since I made one. I’d like to apologize for not posting anything for awhile. I’ve been getting sick and been just doing not well. Not much fun, (im literally dealing with a stomach ache from the pasta I ate.) Also again, I wasn’t going to bed until I got this done. So that means, this is short unedited and not reread over.

Warnings: unedited, not reread, short because I was tired. (No real warnings, you’re safe love.”

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You woke up to the heavy feeling of weight on your chest. Your eyes squint as the sun peaked through your curtains making your hand shield your eyes. Causing a deep groan from the thing on top of you.

Averting your eyes down you see your sleeping husband. A slight blush sprouts on your cheeks while your lips curl. Your hand runs through your lovers silky hair earning a soft purr from the man. A soft chuckle leaves your lips as you continue your attack of your affection. This time your lips coming contact on the top of his head while your other hand was gently stroking his back.

“Good morning to you too,” he grumbles, his voice husky.

“Sorry did I wake you?” Your voice was quiet but still legible to hear

“Yes you did.” He responds. Aizawas arms tightens around your waist and buries his head into the comfort of your soft breasts.

Deciding to let your lover head back sleep you, let go of him. Causing a groan to leave his lips and eyes snapping up at you. “I didn’t tell you to stop.” He grumbles. He hears you chuckle and pinches your hip earning a yelp to escape from your lips.

“That hurt Shouta!”

He looks at you unbothered and shrugs his shoulders, “don’t be an ass.”

You weren’t going to let him get away from his doings in the morning so you decided to pinch him back just as hard. A smile beaming on your face when you feel him flinch away. But the smile instantly fades away when Aizawa rolls away from you. Welcoming all sorts of chills to run up your now cold body.

“Shouta” you pout. “Come back it’s cold without youuu.”

“I already warned you.”

“I’ll die from the coldness.” A whine leaves your lips as you tug all the blankets on you. Leaving your lover without any blanket.

“You’re being dramatic.” He pulls the blanket over, this time taking all the blanket.

You huff and cross your arms irritated by how hard it was to break your husbands character. Then all of a sudden something came to mine. You scooted over to Aizawa slowly making sure he wouldn’t leave you for the floor. But when you were in arms reach of the man you quickly throw your cold hands under his shirt.

A gasp of your name was heard from him as he was quick to pull you over onto his lap. His hands had a death grip on your hips making sure you wouldn’t be able to escape him.

“Keep doing that and see what happens.” He warns.

“Will you come back and cuddle with me then?”

A sigh left his lip as he shook his head, his hand coming to your lower back and pushing you to his chest. His arms wrapping around you and pulling up the blankets. “There. Happy now?”

You press a kiss against his jaw before cuddling your head in between his neck. “Very.”

The man was happy that you were easy to please and most definitely that you weren’t looking at him. Otherwise you would’ve saw the blush that was on his face and would have never let him live it down.

Another sigh had left his lips before quickly smiling. He kissed the top of your head before mumbling an “I love you.” And his smile only growing when he heard you say it back.

#aizawa shōta #bnha aizawa #aizawa headcanons #aizawa x reader #aizawa shouta x reader #my hero academia aizawa #mha aizawa #mha #aizawa sensei #shouta aizawa fluff #bnha x reader #shouta aizawa x reader #bnha #mha fluff #mha imagines #aizawa imagine #bnha imagines

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Hi my pretty butterflies, I just want to make a quick comment if anyone manages too see this. But I’m so grateful for all you, the ones who was here when I first started this account and the ones who just discovered me.

I just want to say thank you all so very much for 200 followers and supporting my work. (Even though they’re pretty shitty..) I like- I don’t have the words to express how giddy I get when I see all the positive feedback I receive from all of you.

Thank you again,

Me ❤️🦋

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sheeesh please write more Pattinson Bruce Wayne 😳❤️

Me and my husband

A/n:) This is really bad, but I was bored so I'l give this to you. This also short because I didn't want him to be ooc. (possible pt 2??)

warnings: cursing, angst, arguments

“Bruce,” your voice quietly calls out to him, the crack of the door echoing the hallway as you enter the room with a tray of food in your hand.

“Go away,” he grumbles, back facing towards you and keys clicking away.

You peer over his shoulder and set down the tray of food close to him. A sigh leaving your lips once you realize what he was doing. His hands clicking away on the keyboard, focused on the large screen in front of him. Bruce pushes himself away from the desk and busies himself at another.

“Bruce,” you cross your arms across your chest, “it’s late, come to bed.”

“I have important things to do.”

You stay silent and grab onto the berries you brought down to him, “can you at least eat if you won’t go to bed?” your brows knit when he doesn't respond, this time setting the berries in front of him. “Please?”

“Leave, (name).” your name rolls off his lips like it was a curse word. He pushes the bowl away, and turns back to the desk he was first at.

“Come on Bruce, starving yourself and not sleeping won’t solve anything.” You gently place your hand on his shoulder. Eye’s softing when he threw your hand away, you swore you felt your heart crack at his neglectful behavior. Your lover has been stressed ever since the Riddler made his appearance once again. It was like he was tearing himself apart and it hurt you.

“I’m not going to repeat myself again, leave. I don’t want you here.” he snaps. Bruce twists his chair around to face you and stands up.

“Bruce-”

“Shut up. You have been nothing but a burden to me for the past few months! When will you learn when someone doesn’t want you around them?” his nostrils flare, blinded by a raging furry.

Tears well up in your eyes as you try your best not to let them fall, “I’m just trying to help you out Bruce! Look at you, you're beating yourself!”

“You’re not helping, (name)! You’ve been a pain in my ass!”

“It tears me apart seeing you like this though! Let me help you!”

His brows furrowed and clenched his fists, “If you don’t like what you’re seeing then do me a favor and leave. Pack your shit and leave for good.” Pure venom dripped from his lips, he didn’t even notice the tears falling down your cheeks. Bruce sit’s back down and turns his chair around.

“I’m sorry.” he hears you whimper before the sound of footsteps walking to the elevator.

The man sits there and thinks to himself for a moment before abruptly standing up and throwing the chair to the ground. The words he had told you swelled his head, he remembers the way how your face looked and how your tears were dripping endlessly. Bruce had felt terrible, how could he say such things to you when you were only trying to help. A groan leaves his lips and rushes to the elevator hoping that you were still here in the manor. He wouldn’t blame you if you decided to leave, if he was in your position he’d leave too.

The first place he checked was the room you both shared and felt his heart drop when you weren’t to be seen. But after checking every room in the manor he soon started to panic. Where could you have gone? Your belongings were still here so you couldn’t have gone far, right?

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It’s going to be okay

A/n:) Heyyy I’m back, this time with pattison Bruce Wayne. Why? Because I am in fucking love with him,

warnings: mention of blood, injury, stitches.

You wait for your beloved boyfriend, Bruce Wayne. But what happens when the vigilante breaks into the mansion at the brink of death

It was past two am and Bruce still wasn’t home. He had told you specifically that he would be home a little earlier tonight for your birthday but he had left you all alone today. Your only company was his butler, Alfred. A sigh had escaped your lips when you sat down, it was pointless waiting for your boyfriend. Not knowing when he’ll be home and staying up late just to see him. It started to make you think he wasn’t interested in you anymore, like he was trying to stay away from the manor just to avoid you. 

Another sigh escaped from your lips. You didn’t want to wait any longer for him anymore, the pain being unbearable. But once you got up from your seat and were about to exit the room, you heard a crash. You swore you felt your heart miss a beat when you saw a rather large figure in front of you. 

“H-hello?” your voice comes out in a mere whisper. Something you would mentally slap yourself later. You took a few steps toward the slumped figure taking a few seconds to recognize who it was. It was the one and only Batman. But what was he doing here in your boyfriend's mansion?

Shaking your head at your thoughts you crouched down to be at his level. The man's face was cut and bruised badly, blood was seeping through the heavy armor of his suit. “Holy fuck..” you mumble as panic filled your vains. “We need to get you to a hospital!” You try to lift his arm over your shoulder so you could move him better but he jerked away from your touch.

“No, just ta-take me to your room.” He rasps out

You wasted no time on taking him into your room. He throws off the armor to his suit revealing the deep gash on his side. It was bleeding intensely, and if you didn’t do something soon he would die. You set the man on your bed and immediately dug through your drawers for first aid. When you found it you took it out and began sanitizing his wound. Your lips were in between your teeth as you worked on him. Heart shattering each time a hiss would leave his lips.

“I’m so sorry.” You whisper, a needle was in your hand already prepped with medical string. “If it hurts just grab onto my arm.”

Another hiss of pain could be heard from him while you kept mumbling how sorry you were. You wish there was a less painful way of giving stitches but his wound was too deep. But sooner than expected you were done and the man was asleep. A sigh you didn’t know was holding left your lips. You wiped your brow and put everything away then left the room to fetch some water but when you came back you saw the mask of the suit on the ground and your boyfriend sitting with his back facing you.

“Bruce?” your voice comes out as a whisper, tears well up in your eyes as you set down the water on the bed stand. 

Bruce was expecting for you to yell at him, maybe throw something at him. But he definitely didn’t expect for you to wrap your arms around him and bury your face in his neck. He cranes his head when he feels your hot tears drip onto his skin. He calls out your name but you cut him off, “Shut up. You almost died, I better not hear a lame ass excuse you have to give me.”

“I’m sorry.” 

“You’re sorry?” you scoff, “I sit here countless nights waiting for you to come home. And when you finally do, you keep your distance from me like I have the plague.” Your hands come up to your face to wipe at your tears. “What did I do wrong for you to hate me so much?”

Bruce's face softens as he shifts his body around to face you. How could you think that he hates you? He loves you so much that it hurts. Bruce feels his heart break watching you cry because of him. His hand comes to cup your cheek while his thumb brushes away your tears. “You think I hate you?” His voice is weak and feels tears well up in his eyes. “I could never hate you, you mean too much to me.” He tries to blink the tears away but it only makes his tears fall. 

“Bruce-” you call out to him but he cuts you off.

“I’m sorry for being such a bad boyfriend. I know I don’t deserve you, but you make me so unbelievably happy. And I know I shouldn’t have kept this secret from you but I couldn’t bear to put you in danger. I’m sorry (name).”

You quietly shush him and bring his head to your chest. His arms wrap around your waist as you run your fingers through his hair. “It’s okay, it’s going to be okay. I promise.” 

Bruce's cries got quieter and quieter by the time. You gently pull his face back from your chest to see that your lover was sleeping. A smile made its way on your face as you lay down on the bed, bringing Bruce with you. It was going to be okay, you thought. 

You both were going to be okay. 

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If you survived // K. Rengoku

If Rengoku Kyoujurou survived the Mugen train.

CW: no warnings applied

A/N:) This is my way of coping over Rengoku, kay? Anywho, this is posted on my ao3. And I’m unhealthily addicted to him.

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You wish you could’ve stopped your lover from leaving when he walked out that door. You wish you could’ve convinced well enough for him to stay. But he managed to slip through your fingers and now he’s lying in a bed covered with bandages. 

The scene was heartbreaking to look at. Your normally cheerful Rengoku was laying in a bed half dead and barely breathing. And here you were sitting in the chair next to his bed with his hands in yours. Who knows how long you’ve been sitting there waiting for him to wake up. A yawn leaves your lips as your eyes flutter to the clock hanging on the wall. ‘1:30’ it showed, another yawn leaves your lips as you look back at rengoku. ‘His face looks so peaceful’, you noted. You place your hand on his cheek and use your thumb to stroke his cheekbone. 

“Please wake up soon.” you whisper before starting to feel your eyes tear up, “And I’m sorry for not stopping you. I know I'm a selfish person, but when it comes to your safety. I just can’t help it.” A sad sigh leaves your lips as you stand up from your spot, “I’m going to grab some water. I’ll be right back.” You press a quick kiss against his forehead and leave the room.

After grabbing your water you walk back into the room. You set your glass on the dresser and made your way over to the window and opened the curtain to gaze out in the night sky. You watch the trees sway as the wind blow making you gasp as you felt the breeze hit your bare skin. 

“What a lovely view I have” a voice cracks out behind you. You whip your head back to see that Rengoku was up. His hand was pressed against his stomach as a soft grunt escaped his lips as he tried to push himself up. You quickly rush over to him while telling him not to move. “How long have I been out,” he asks.

“For a few weeks,”

His jaw drops as his eyes widen, “For a few weeks?” he repeated, and you nod. “I could’ve been training for those weeks!” 

“No, you shouldn’t have been. You almost died Kyojuro, your body needs a rest.” 

Rengoku stays silent as his fist clench, “If I were stronger then I could’ve killed the demon.”  

“Kyojuro-” 

“I’ll become stronger I promise.” He interrupts.

“Kyojuro!” You call while grabbing onto his hands. “You’re already very strong, and we’ll deal with the demon while you rest. Right now, I want you to lay in this bed until every single bone in your body is healed.” 

“But-”

“No buts Kyojuro!” You interrupt. A sigh leaves your lips as your eyes soften. You start to feel your tears return, “I’m just so happy that you’re okay. Do you know how scared I’ve been not knowing if you were going to wake up or not?” Rengoku frowns as he sees your tears fall from your eyes. He always hated seeing you cry, especially if it’s because of him. He slowly extends his hand over to wipe the tears away.

“My love, I’m sorry that I put you through that. I never wanted this to happen especially if I knew this was how it’s going to affect you.”

“No, don’t you dare apologize. None of this was your fault so don’t make it seem like it was. Now, let’s worry about your over-due payment.”

“My over-due payment?” Rengoku tries to think about the things he missed but nothing comes to mind, “Dear, I think I paid for everything.” 

You huff and scoot your chair closer to his bed, “Our cuddles? I mean it won’t be our normal cuddles but it’ll count.”

Rengoku laughs before laying a hand on your head, “This bed is plenty big to fit you.”

“But what about your injury?”

Your lover gently tugs at your hands trying to pull you up to him, “I’ll be okay, for now, let’s just cuddle.”

And who are you to say no to Kyojuros cuddles?

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Valentines special

CW: SMUT, OOC Douma, swearing i think, we should know by now that i don’t edit my work. (typical vanilla sex, p in v), reader’s pronouns shouldn’t be mention. But has a vagina.

A/n:) Happy valentines guys! I hope this fine day has treated all of you well!! Let me tell you when the other love of my was finally animated i had to jump to a fanfic. It wasn’t supposed to turn out as a smut but- anywhoo, I might make an Akaza fic, even though I hate him he still has a tad bit of respect in me cause he respects women. Still hate him thoughhhh. As I mention from before Douma is ooc. I actually made him kinda and loving because why not?? Anyways enjoy~

(I accidentally posted this to my main account-)

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SMUT UNDER THE CUT

Your heart dropped when you entered your shared room. It was as if someone had bombed the place with love. There were paper hearts all over the floor, rose petals on the bed that formed a heart, romantic music playing in the background softly, the lights dimmed low but the candles made it brighter.

It was all a crazy disaster but it made a smile creep on your face. Almost on cue your boyfriend opens the door with a bouquet in his hand. “Happy Valentine's day love!” Doumas voice cheered, “I hope you like all of it. I even did it myself, that’s why it looks so good!”

“Oh, you shouldn’t have!”

“But I did! You’ve been working so hard and so you definitely deserve the special day!” You feel his muscular arms wrap around your waist and press his lips against your cheek.

A blush creeps up on your face at his words causing you to squirm in his touch. Before you abruptly gasp and leave his hold, “I have a gift for you too!” You dropped to your knees and looked under your bed then pulled out a box.

“Oh? What’s this?” Douma asks while reaching for the gift. He pulled off the ribbon that was decorating the box and tore off the wrapping. You see his eyes widen as he sees the gift seated neatly in the box.

“It’s nothing much,” you scratch the back of your neck and chuckled, “I saw it and thought-”

Douma cuts you off with a kiss, his arms wrap around the small of your back and pull you closer to him. “I love it,” he whispers between each kiss. “I’ve never seen something so beautiful! Where did you find it?”

“I can’t tell you!” You laugh, “Otherwise it won’t be as romantic!” Your lover smiles before shrugging his shoulders before kissing you once more, this time it was more intense. You buried your hand into his luscious hair while the other hand rested on the back of his neck. He quietly tells you to jump and to which you do. You wrap your legs around his chest and let him carry you to the bed. Doma gently sets you down on the piece of furniture and starts to pull off your yukata. A soft moan leaves your lips when you feel his lips on your breasts.

“D-Douma..”

He hums in response, his hands working to remove the rest of clothing on your body.

“Just do it with me already.”

“Do what, my love? I’m afraid I can’t do anything if you don’t give me clear instructions.”

You groan and gently hit his chest, “You know what I mean!”

Your lover chuckles and pulls you by the ankles, pressing his hard on against your cunt. “I don’t know what you mean.”

Turning your head and squeezing your eyes shut out of embarrassment. You squealed, “Just fuck me already!”

A shit eating grin spreads on domas face as he throws off his shirt and yanks down his pants. Exposing his hard leaky cock. The demon leans over you and pushes the tip of his cock to your entrance before pushing it in fully. He admires the look you had on your cute face, only you could act like this to him no one else. His lips find your jaw as he starts pressing light kisses against it. “Tell me when to move, love.” But when your hands found his hair and gave it a harsh tug, he took that as his cue to start moving.  

A sharp moan leaves your lips as you feel him leave you then thrust back in harshly. His hips smashing against yours, bounding to leave nasty bruises on yours. Arching your bare back, chest against his, your nipples rub against his, moaning lewdly. Butterflies flutter in the pit of your stomach. His skin jot against yours in throws of pleasure. “D-douma!” His name leaves your lips like a prayer.

The demon reaches out and grabs onto one of your legs and throws it over his shoulders. Burying his cock deeper into your cunt. A desperate moan erupts from his throat as he throws his head back. Your velvety walls tighten around him making him dig his nails deeper into your hips. “If you keep tightening around me like that-” A moan falls from his lips, “I’ll c-cum!”

Douma stares at your pretty body with lust and love, his grip around you tightens as he realizes how much he is in love with you. From the day he had saved you he knew it was love at first sight. He leans down and attaches his lips with your own, “Become a demon with me,” He mumbles into the kiss. Doma wasn’t expecting you to agree but he knew you weren’t going to say no. His hand slides into your own and squeezes it tenderly, “We’ll be together forever, my love.”

The very last thing he wasn’t expecting was for his beautiful love to burst into tears. He pulls away from your face and examine your tears. Why were you crying? Did you hate the idea that much or were you in pain. But before he got the chance to ask you what the matter was you had already pulled him back down into a kiss. “Yes,” you cry, your hands come to cup his cheek as a soft moan escapes your lips. “Of course, wherever you go I'll follow.”

Douma could stop the smile that was on his face, he lifts you to his laps and starts thrusting up into you harsher. Cries leaves your lips as you beg him to slow down, but he doesn't listen. His lips immediately find your neck as he starts leaving faint red marks. Doumas arms wrapped around your waist and buried his face in your neck. Your brows knit once you feel water drip down onto your shoulder, “Douma?” you whisper, you pull his head back to look at his now tearful face.

“Are you okay?”

“Of course,” he coos, “I’m just so happy that you agreed. I was so scared that you were going to say no.”A soft smile makes way on your face as you press his face back to your chest and caress his hair, “How could I ever say no to you?” you hear douma sniffle before placing a kiss on your collarbone.

“I love you dearly,” he confesses, his thrust never slowed. His hips snapping up into yours as moans upon moans leaves his lips. But once he hears you saying it back he pushes you back on your back.

Your legs drape around his hips, trying to get him closer to you than he already is. Arms wrapping around his neck as you chant his name. Douma feels you tighten up again and groans, his hair draping his face. “I’m going- I’m going to cum.” you murmur“I’m not far behind.” With curses of your name and thrust turning sloppy he cums, you follow him.

You’re panting for air as sweat drips down your body. Wasting no time you pulled your lover into a kiss and buried your hands into his hair. You feel his lips curl as he returns your kiss back, but soon pulling away to let your breath for air. “Would you like to take a bath?” You notice that Doumas voice is rather raspy and sounds tired. You shake your head in response causing him to look at you confusedly, “No?”

“You can get me a wet rag though and wipe me down. But otherwise I just want to lay here and cuddle.”You hear Douma hum an okay for an answer and leave the room. For a second you wish he had taken you with him. Cause now you realize how lonely you felt without him. You didn’t realize when your lover had entered the room until he called out your name.

“Are you alright?” he asks and places the rag on your thighs. Quietly laughing to himself when you see your thighs tense up from the wet cloth.“Of course, I was just thinking.”

“About what?”Your breath shudders when you feel douma wipe away the cum that was oozing out of your cunt. “So pretty” you hear him mumble causing him to get a kick to his shoulder.

“About you.”

You can almost hear the grin spread across his face. His head pops out from beneath your legs as he stares at you dead in the eye. “Thinking about how pretty I am? Or how well my cock takes your cunt.”

“No,” a snicker leaves your lips when you see his face drop into a pout, “I was thinking about how much I love being by your side.”

Your lover's eyes widen before they narrow, he crawls up to you and sits between your thighs, his face hovering over yours. “Do you mean that?”

Your hand comes to cup his cheek, using your thumb to brush at his cheekbone. “If I didn’t mean it, then why would I say yes to become a demon with you?”

You’re right, Douma thinks. He grins to himself over how lucky he got to be with you. His hand comes down to cup your jaw and kisses your soft lips. He wished that this moment could last forever.

“Douma” you ask into the kiss, and to which he hums in response. “When I turn, can you be the one to do it?”

And to him, that was one of the best questions he’s ever heard.

“Anything for you.”

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Happy Valentine’s day! I’m happy you’re here and I hope your day is going great! You are loved by many and I wanted to remind you of that <3 Please accept this humble bouquet of flowers and some chocolates 🌸🌻🌼💐🌹🌷🌺 🍫

Not gonna lie, I’m not the person to cry. But this genuinely brought tears to my eyes ❣️

Thank you so much for the warm message, and I hope you reread that and think of yourself while doing so! You are just as important and loved by many. (Including meee 😌)

I hope that you realize how worthy you are so please never think otherwise!! And how I am so thankful that you were brought into this world. Literally, lookin like a real angel right now.

Tehe, but again thank you for the heart warming words. And I too, hope you have a good valentines! (Ps. Thanks for the flowers and chocolates 😚✨)

#valentines #happy valentine's day

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Please use the tag X reader so my settings can catch it and block it for me. I really don’t wanna see whatever fanficy garbage you’re making

Hi love~

Or should I say anon, it surprises me that you out of all people decided to do it anonymously? Likeeeee?? If it really mattered to you and didn’t want to see my so called “fanficy garbage” that I’m making. You would not be anonymous~

Not to mention, as much as I would love to take your “amazing” advice. I, cannot and will not because I have other people who enjoy reading fanfics. So I won’t ruin their fantasies or mood because of some petty comment~

Anyways, love you boo. Hope that really took out the frustration you have for my garbage fanfics! Have nice /morning/afternoon/night ❣️

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Wabi-Sabi

// “the art of finding beauty in imperfection, impermanence and the natural cycle of nature.” //

CW: body shaming, mention of sex, reader goes by she/her but mostly uses you. Body hate, body dysmorphia.. unedited!

A/n:) hi, this took me a few days because my motivation has been like a light switch. And decided to take a break from dr strange. More content of him should return soon. Sorry for those who wanted some dr strange. I was thinking about posting about my Rengoku fanfic on here but I don’t know-

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You didn’t quite understand why he had asked you to marry him. Maybe it was out of pity or perhaps sorrow. You couldn’t figure out why he did it, nor why you even said yes. There were plenty of other women out there and he chose the blandest one, so you thought. It hurt going out in public with the girls because all eyes landed on them. You couldn’t blame those wondering eyes. Makio, Suma and Hinatsuru were the prettiest and most well known ladies on the block. The three would get compliments from left to right, others praising how they got so lucky that they’re married to the one and only Uzui Tengen. You found it funny when you watch those strangers' eyes open wide as if they’ve seen a ghost when they found out that you were also his wife. They often coughed out in embarrassment and gave you a few compliments too, but nothing like the others.

When your lover’s were away, you would often stay home and clean up. Sometimes you would treat yourself and go shopping. But as you would wander the busy streets, you would hear murmurs as a few eyes glanced over at you.

“I don’t know why Uzui would marry a girl like her.”

“I know, it’s almost embarrassing to look at her.”

“She’s not that bad you guys, maybe if she had bigger breasts and more curves she’ll look prettier.”

A sigh had left your lips as you walked past the group of people. You couldn’t be that bad, could you? Uzui would always tell you that you had such a beautiful face and body. But you were starting to doubt him now, maybe he was only telling you that to make you feel better.

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By the time you had got home from shopping, it was dark out. And was greeted by three very worried ladies. You gave them an apologetic look as you set your bags down, “I’m sorry,” you mumbled, “I guess I just got lost track of time.”

“You really scared us, (name)! What were you thinking of being out so late? Do you remember that there's demons out there that like to eat humans!” Maiko yelled causing your shoulders to drop. You felt tears well up in your eyes but you refused to let them fall, you wanted to prove to them that you were stronger from what they said on the streets.

“Yeah, (name)..” Suma mumbled, tears were already pooled up in her eyes, “I don’t want you to be hurt by demons.”

Hinatsuru agreed with the other woman by nodding her head, “I agree, but I’m glad you're safe.”

“I’m really sorry, I promise it won’t happen again.”

“Good, you better keep that promise.” Maiko’s voice seemed like she was scolding you, but you could hear the hint of worry. She notices the bags on the ground and peeked at them, trying to see what’s inside of them. Once you caught her noticeable gaze on the bags, you gave her one.

“I got all of you something. I hope you like them.” You say while giving the bags to the other two. The three girls gasped aloud and had stars in their eyes, you had bought them new dresses and a new hair pin. You chuckle and scratch at the back of your neck, “I know it isn’t much but I saw those and thought of you guys.”

“I love it!” They both spoke, almost perfectly in sync.

You had a soft smile on your lips as you felt your heart flutter.

“What about me?” A deep voice creeped behind you causing you to jump. You place a hand over your chest and feel your heart race.

“Don’t do that!” You yell as you see your husband, your other hand reaches for the bag behind you. “This is for you.” Uzui grins as he takes the bag out of your hand.

“What about you dear? What did you get for yourself?”

You laugh nervously, “Oh, I don’t need anything.”

Uzui had eyed you suspiciously before digging through his bag. “Wow,” his eyes widened as he pulled out four tickets to one of the hot springs he had been desperate to go to. “This is amazing, thank you love!” He pulls you to his side and plants a kiss on top of your head. “But why is there only four when there are five of us?”

“I wasn’t planning on going.”

“Why not!” Suma calls out.

You were stumped, you didn’t want to bother them with your insecurities. It would just kill the mood for everyone. “Um, I had something planned that day.”

Uzui knits his brows and almost looks at you in disbelief, “Well then, lets reschedule.”

“That’s not necessary!”

“Yes it is, I don’t know why you don’t want to go with us? Perhaps you're ashamed because you're married to more than one person?

“Huh? What no, that's not it!”

“Then don’t give me such an excuse.”

You bit your tongue and held your wrist behind your back. Eyes jumping from each lover to another. finger twitching by your side as you wracked your brain for another excuse, something that’ll make them believe you. But you didn’t know what to say, you couldn’t just say that you let strangers mean comments get to you and now you don’t want to show your body to the world. You feel your eyes well up with tears but no matter how hard you tried to keep them in, they fell.

Uzui looks at you with worry in his eyes and he tries to reach out for your hand but you pull yourself away. “Love-”

“I’m going to go take a bath,” you gave him a soft sad smile, “I hope you all enjoyed your things.” scurrying past the four into the bathroom, swiftly making sure you didn’t trip due to tears in your eyes.

The girls were about to chase after you but Uzui stopped them with his hand, “I’ll go talk to her.”

Uzui knocked on the bathroom door and called your name in a gentle manner. But the silence on the other side bothered him. He knocked on the door again but this time he heard sniffles. Uzui was quick to push open the door expecting to see something terrible but there you stood in front of the mirror in nothing but your bra and underwear staring at your body with a judgefull stare.

“Uzui-” you were cut off by his hand.

“What’s wrong, and don’t tell me it’s nothing.”

“But-”

“The honest truth my dear.” Uzui grabs onto your wrist and pulls you to his broad chest. “If you don’t tell me, I’ll keep you in a bear hug till you suffocate.”

But the last thing your lover was expecting from you was to cry. “I'm sorry- I’m sorry.” He feels his heart shatter hearing your cries. Your arms wrapped around his waist and buried your face in his chest. “I’m sorry that I’m not good enough! I’m sorry that I don’t have a body like the others, if I could change it, I promise I would!”

“(name)-”

“I’m sorry,” you cry, “Maybe you should just listen to the people out in the streets and just divorce me.”

Uzui pulled your face from his chest and cupped your jaw with his large hands. He admired your tear stained face, and searched your eyes to try to find the answer but couldn’t find anything but sadness. “Now why would you even say something like that?” he scolds softly, “You are beautiful, who cares if your body is different from the girls. Your body is just as beautiful. Don’t get me started on how gorgeous you are when you’re laid out naked in front of me.” his hand wipes away your flowing tears, “And what are these people saying about me divorcing you? You must be that unflamboyant to think I would do such thing.”

“I-” you started but didn’t finish your sentence. He was right, why would he do such thing.

Uzui chuckles as he presses his lips against your forehead, “You don’t know? Maybe I should show you just how beautiful you really are? Isn’t that right girls.” And almost on cue the door burst open with three women tumbling over each other

“Suma, you dunce! You got us caught!.” Maiko shouted

“I'm sorry! (Name) looked really sad and I just wanted to make sure she was okay!”

A soft smile appears on your face as you see the three argue with one another. Then a sharp gasp leaves your lips as Uzui pulls you back into his chest and grabs ahold of the girls. Embracing you all in a bear-hug.

“You’re beautiful (name), and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

And with that, maybe you will be okay after all.

#kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #demon slayer x reader #kny tengen #tengen uzui x reader #uzui tengen x reader #self worth #self love #uzui x reader #uzui tengen #tengen uzui #tengen supremacy

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Dr Strange

A/n:) So uh, I wrote this because who am i if i don’t write a smut? Even though i’m not good at it- I also went to go see NWH again and these teenage fucking boys did not shut up. Like the child in front of me was so much better then them-

Warning: SMUT, bottom Stephen, handjobs, not edited, did i mention not edited? Oh and you’re in the shower

“You have a nice ass,” your voice speaks out of nowhere, making Stephen whip his head back in surprise.

“What are you doing here?” he yelped, his eyes wide and his cheeks were red.

“What?” you shrug, “I can’t see my beautiful husband in the shower?”

Stephen rolls his eyes and reaches out for the shampoo, “No you can’t.” his breath hitches when he feels your arms wrap around his hips.

“Why not,” you pout, “I haven’t seen you all week. Unless you don’t miss me and don't want to see me back so soon.” 

Stephens brows furrow as he scoffs, how could you say such a thing? The poor man felt like it has been years since he last saw you even though it was just a few days. Though when he felt you pull away from him, he was fast to grab onto your arm and pull you back onto him. “I didn’t tell you to leave.” he grew more irritated when he heard you snicker, he had once again fallen into your trap. 

“Well, if you say so.” you tease as you press your lips against the corner of his, knowing that he hates when you do that. A gasp leaves your lips when you feel his hand land harshly on your ass and then it was his turn to smirk. 

“Kiss me properly next time and I'll be a little more gentle.”

“I’d kiss you properly if you weren’t such a snot.”

You both stare at each other in silence, both so hungry for lust and love. Then all of a sudden, it was like someone took control over your body. You hastily kissed your husband, your hands running up his back and into his hair, legs trembling when you hear him groan into the kiss. You didn’t mind his rough lips and certainly didn’t mind the way his hand came up to cup your jaw. 

You press him against the shower wall as your leg goes between his. Your free hand running down his chest and over his pelvis. Earning a low groan of frustration from him when you miss his aching cock. You pull away from the kiss and look at him with hazy eyes. “Do you want something, Stephen?” he shakes his head while trying to catch his breath, “Really? That noise you just made tells me otherwise.”

You pout and brush your fingers over his cock making him hiss in pleasure, “Is that what you want? For me to touch your cock?” You watch Stephen shake his head again making you chuckle. Your eyes drift down to his hardened red cock, precum leaked down it like it was a broken faucet. You couldn’t help but to rub your thumb against the tip of his cock earning another hiss from him. “Are you sure you don’t want me to touch you? You’re pretty wet,” you say and show him the precum that was now running down your thumb.

His eyes finally met yours before finally nodding, “Just be quick!” his breath hitched when he felt your hand around his cock. A soft moan falls from his lips when you start moving your hand up and down his cock making his thighs tremble. Fuck, the way you moved your hand was more then good. Or maybe it was that he was so used to using his own hand when you were away that he forgot how good your hands worked. 

Stephen leaned his back into the wall as he felt his orgasm come closer each time you jerked him off. His hips thrusted into your hand as his hand covered his mouth, “I-I’m coming.” But before he came there was a knock on the bathroom door causing you to stop your movements.

“Strange?” a familiar voice called out, “If you keep using all of that hot water you’ll be paying for the water bill!”

You quietly snickered at Wong, of course he was concerned about the water bill. “It wouldn’t be nice to ignore your boss, Stephen.” you tease before kissing the shell of his ear.

Stephen rolled his eyes and shouted that he would. Once Wong leaves you press a kiss against your husband's lips and get out of the shower. “Where do you think you're going?” He barks, his hands quickly ripping the shower curtains open. 

“I just remembered that I have something to finish up.” you respond while wrapping a towel around your wet body. 

“And you’re just going to leave me here?” Stephen brows furrow when he sees you nod your head. “I’m still-”

“Hard?” you cut him off, “that seems like a personal problem.” you hear your husband curse under his breath making your lips curl. “Maybe once I'm done we can finish what we started.”

“Promise?”

You walk over to Stephen and kiss his lips before linking your pinky finger with his, “What type of am I if I don't keep my promises?”

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Bad days

I might start a little daily thing- A fanfic no more than 500 based on how my mood was for that day. And that’ll be the mood of the fanfic. I don’t like writing down how I feel, so I thought. Why not write how I feel in fanfic version??

Summary: You were having a bad day and Stephen decides to comfort you

Warnings: angst and fluff, unedited, bad writing

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Today was a rough day for you. You were awoken early by the loud noises of the busy streets then you were greeted by a grumpy sorcerer. You cut your finger with the tip of the knife you were using when you were trying to cook yourself lunch then to end your day you ran into the still grumpy sorcerer. His stern voice telling you that you were in the way.

You walk into your room as a frustrated groan leaves your lips before slamming your door shut. All you wanted was the day to end and go to sleep but midnight was yet still far away. You huff and flop onto your bed, burying your head into your pillows. ‘Why was today so unnecessarily difficult?’ your mind rushed with possible reasons on what you did days before that to end up with a day like this. You flip over on your back and gaze up into the ceiling with more thoughts eating you alive. 

Your thoughts were interrupted with a cough, making you lift your head to see no one other than Stephen Strange. You roll your eyes and plop your head back onto your pillows with a sigh, “Here to lecture me again?”

A sigh left his lips as he sat on the corner on your bed. “Heard you were having a bad day today?”

“It was fine,” you grumble while flipping to your side. Your cheeks slightly heat up when you feel Stephen place his hand on your thigh and give it a gentle squeeze.

“I’m sorry for saying what I said earlier. I had to deal with Stark and was in a grumpy mood.” 

You didn’t respond, instead you pulled the blankets from the end of the bed over your body. You hear the man huff before slight shuffling follows after it. A gasp leaves your lips when you feel a pair of arms pull you against a firm chest.

“You know, If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm always here.” Stephen whispers into your ears. His voice was soft while his fingers gently drew circles onto your skin. Your eyes well up with tears as you turn around to face him. You gaze up into his bright blue eyes before pressing your face into his chest. Finally letting those pent up tears loose. Stephen looked at you and felt his heart crack. He presses his lips against your head as he pulls you closer to him. 

“Shh,” he coos, his hand caressing your back, “it’ll be okay.”

It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep which made Stephen sigh in relief. Because in the morning he’ll make sure that you’ll have the best day in history. And when he wants something he’ll make it happen.

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