divinesayer

[divinesayer]

kiss the pain away

series: yugioh 5ds ship: jack atlas/yusei fudo rating: general tags: fem jack atlas, fem yusei fudo, fluff, hurt/comfort notes: content warning for a minor cut. it's okay though, yusei's there to patch jack right up. <3 (this is inspired by the burn on my hand from my shift today btw)

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She hadn’t anticipated it – she was holding the handle so carefully, after all.

The blade of the bread knife slid across her skin far too easily, ripping into her palm until droplets of blood oozed between the cracks, bubbling and spilling over, dribbling onto the cutting board under her hand. She hadn’t anticipated it – she was holding the handle so carefully, after all – but the sight of crimson left Jack’s head spinning, purple eyes wide as though her body was going into shock.

It was ridiculous. It was small compared to the other gashes she had gained in her lifetime, one scar in particular hidden carefully under blonde hair. Part of her supposed that it was because, this time, she could see it drooling out of an open wound. It made her stomach lurch, and it took everything for her knees to resist giving in.

Maybe it was a good thing that Yusei had perched herself at the table, as if she was awaiting a request to help make breakfast. Instead, the yelp and subsequent clatter of a handle against the countertop had her springing upright, rushing into the kitchen with knitted brows.

“Jack?” Her voice was soft, and her steps were quiet as she moved closer, a hand grasping onto her shoulder.

She lifted her head, blonde locks spilling over Yusei’s hand, unsure what to say. A tea towel was placed in her hand, and Jack instinctively squeezed, understanding. “I didn’t…” was the closest she had to an explanation, but her girlfriend just nodded, taking her undamaged hand to lead her from the kitchen and into the living room.

“Sit,” She spoke quietly, though there was a gentle sternness to it; if Jack dared to demand she was fine, she would be scolded for it, no doubt. Admittedly, they both could see the tremble in her arm, paler than usual, and there was no way for any excuses to cover it up.

She sat, pulling the fabric away with her hand outstretched so Yusei could assess it, away from the headache-inducingly bright lights near the stovetop. “I just scared myself.” Her voice wavered, and her brows furrowed in embarrassment, flicks of pink coating her cheeks.

All she gained in response was a hum, before Yusei was walking away again. “I’ll grab the first aid kit. Don’t go anywhere, please?” Those deep eyes bore straight into her soul as she turned back at the doorway, before disappearing down the stairs. “Keep the pressure on it, okay?” She called back, and Jack did as she was told, applying pressure with her other hand, whining at red-hot squelching between her palms.

She could vaguely hear voices downstairs, catching the odd word – thankfully, the topic of her stupid slip of a hand was avoided, though the conversation was brief, and there was a distinct twinge of anxiety in Yusei’s voice as she attempted to kill it that little quicker.

She always was such a worrier.

Finally, the door clicked behind Yusei, and she made her way back over, dragging the ottoman over so she could sit in front of Jack, the small box perched by her side.

She relieved the pressure, wincing at the sight of deep scarlets, giving her hand over without hesitation, eyes squeezed shut as she turned her head away.

“It isn’t as bad as I thought it was,” Yusei mused out loud after wiping it clean – each grumble from the antiseptic gained a sympathetic acknowledgement. Yes, it did suck. They both knew that, but it still had to be done. “It’s already stopped bleeding.” Maybe there was some truth to Jack’s assertion that she had simply startled herself.

She slowly opened an eye, glancing over as Yusei placed a gauze in place, just in case – “It might reopen because of where it is,” she had explained, and Jack frowned at the mere thought of her skin tearing apart again. So, she allowed the bandage to be wrapped around her hand, anything to ensure she wouldn’t know if it decided it wasn’t ready to scab over and heal just yet.

“There we go. Much better.” And for being – as Yusei claimed – so brave, she received a kiss on the top of her hand, then her cheek, then her lips.

It was soft, grounding her further, the lingering stinging of a sterilised wound dissipating under the distraction. She always did know how to make Jack feel better. “Thanks.” It was the best she could muster in response, face even redder now, matching the smears of colour on the wipes that were quickly disposed of.

“I’ll clean the kitchen, okay?” Yusei pressed a final kiss to her forehead, but she didn’t argue when Jack rose from the couch to follow her, much more stable now the initial surprise had faded.

She grumbled as she leant against the doorway, watching Yusei carefully wash the knife and cutting board, the scent of disinfectant overpowering her senses until she was left scrunching her nose. God, she hated the smell. And yet, she still came closer, pattering along the laminate flooring, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend with a sigh, burying her face in dark locks.

“I really was trying to be careful.”

“I know,” Yusei replied, leaning into her touch without a second thought, glancing back up at her with a smile, before finishing scrubbing, leaving the dishes on the side to dry. She turned in Jack’s arms, not even bothering to remove the washing-up gloves before wrapping her arms around her neck, tugging her down to brush their lips together.

She mumbled a complaint – something about hating the feeling of the rubber, which tracked, since Jack refused to wash the dishes – but she still couldn’t resist kissing her, her own grip tightening as she gave in, moaning softly as she allowed Yusei’s tongue to explore her mouth, familiar and warm and dizzying.

When they finally pulled apart, more for air than anything else, the dull throb of a broken scab couldn’t break Jack’s spirits. A pair of glistening blue eyes, dark lashes blinking up at her slowly, was enough to distract her from anything and everything else.

[divinesayer]

snuck in through the garden gate

series: yugioh 5ds ship: divine/jack atlas rating: T tags: university au, fluff, sneaking around, yusei is divine's roommate because i am a divine and yusei friendship truther notes: been working my ass off lately so i wrote more self indulgent fluff

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She wouldn’t take them off until she was safe in Divine’s room, away from any potential gawking eyes.

Sweetheart: im outside, its fuckin freezing pls let me in <3

Divine’s phone buzzed on his desk, and he was quick to rise from his seat, shoving it into his pocket and grabbing his key. His roommate would likely be cooking, so he had to be quick, rushing downstairs to open the apartment complex’s door.

As soon as it opened, Jack stepped inside, shivering under her large coat. She had stuffed long blonde hair into her – well, his – hoodie, a facemask and sunglasses covering the rest of her distinguishable features. She wouldn’t take them off until she was safe in Divine’s room, away from any potential gawking eyes.

His hand took hers as he led her back upstairs without another word – her voice would give her away, after all. In a way, he was relieved his bedroom was on the opposite side of their flat to Yusei’s. If he had ever heard the two of them, their voices whispering late into the night or Jack’s soft moans, he had never said anything.

His key clicked in the door, and she made a beeline for his room, standing by his door as she slowly removed her glasses and mask, blinking her long lashes at him with a small smile.

And, as soon as his door was closed behind them, his arms wrapped tight around her waist, hers around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss, humming against his lips.

“Good day?” He mumbled as they pulled apart, Jack finally removing the layers of secrecy.

“Yeah,” She turned away for a moment, rummaging in her bag to find her pyjamas of choice – a black vest and a matching pair of shorts. “Did a shoot. Was… kinda fun, actually?” She sat on the edge of his bed, squeezing the fabric in her hands. “How about you? Busy with class?”

He nodded, turning away for a moment to save his document, closing the laptop over – he had been working for far too long, and he would much rather spend his time with her. In many ways, Divine still wasn’t sure how she had any interest in him. One decision in the summer, to take part in a silly tournament, had made him a winner in a far more important way.

“Mostly just been studying, yeah. Boring as hell, honestly. I’m glad you came by.”

He turned back round, smiling as he realised that she had already gotten changed, shifting further onto the bed until she was sprawled out, top riding up and exposing her midriff as she stretched out. “Yeah?”

He couldn’t help but follow her, settling beside her, a gentle tug of her hip pulling her onto her side, until she settled against him, a leg lazily wrapping around one of his. “Yeah.” A soft kiss pressed to her forehead, her fringe askew from the way she had flopped backwards a few moments prior.

The evenings usually worked like this. Divine couldn’t even remember the last time he slept alone in his bed, bar the occasional nap on her busier days. The thought of them moving in together crossed his mind a few times, though that would mean telling Yusei about who his girlfriend was.

“Do I get to see the behind the scenes of your photoshoot?” He mumbled after a moment of silence, tracing hearts along her spine, smirking as she gasped, wriggling closer to press herself against him.

“Course. You always do, don’t you?” It was true; Divine imagined her fanbase would kill him for a chance to see what she willingly showed him. “I took a few just for you, I’ll show you them later.” She winked, and his cheeks flushed under the inference.

She sat up with a smirk of her own, shifting until she was settled on his lap, thighs either side of his hips, her nails scratching patterns into the fabric of his loungewear.

“Got anything else to show me?”

[divinesayer]

parallel play

series: yugioh 5ds ship: divine/jack atlas rating: general tags: fem!Jack Atlas, university AU, divine is a law student + jack is his pro duelist gf, (no he doesn't understand how he managed to get her either, fluff notes: i have been rotating law student divine in my head for ages soooo here's a little fluffy oneshot set in the universe. i have lots of plans for it :3c, when i think of a proper name for this au (and post more of it), i will make a series of it

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It hadn’t made sense, but when did Jack ever?

At first, it was surprising to Divine that she had even wanted to come over – she knew he had a deadline and had agreed to the fact that he wouldn’t be able to talk to her all that much. It hadn’t made sense, but when did Jack ever?

She showed up later that evening with a bag containing pyjamas and her laptop, settling into his double bed to quietly focus on… Well, he wasn’t sure what she was doing at first. But the contacts had been taken out and replaced with her glasses, so she certainly wasn’t planning on going anywhere anytime soon.

The room was filled with nothing, but keyboard clicks, a strangely soothing sound. The essay, which had been puzzling him all morning, started to flow with ease – part of Divine wondered if it was thanks to Jack.

A brief break had him unable to resist coming over to curl up to her, amused to realise she had stolen his Neo Domino University sweater from the end of the bed. “Were you cold?” He asked, glancing towards the screen. Suddenly, what she had been doing made a lot more sense. Squinting, he could see the names Fox and Dana somewhere within the paragraphs of text on her screen.

“No,” She smirked, confusing as ever, “I just like taking your clothes, they’re cosy.” She gained a roll of the eyes and a kiss in response, before he had to go back to his work.

After an hour or so had passed, he realised the typing behind him had stopped. Glancing back, he realised why.

Her laptop was closed over on the floor. And Jack? Well, she was wrapped up in his duvet, fast asleep, a small smile on her lips. As soon as the essay was submitted, he snuck into the bed beside her, just about getting her to share the duvet. Though, she let out a whine, pouting until his arms wrapped around her waist, creeping up her back under the sweater until she settled back down, burying her face against his chest.

[divinesayer]

i will eventually, slowly, post the entire work on here but for now here is a link to my complete femslash feb 2025 drabble collection. it is yusei/jack, it's a mixture of sfw/nsfw and i had a blast writing it. i promise i'll post the backlog soon; it's just been a very hectic month!

[divinesayer]

in the middle of the night

series: yugioh 5ds ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas rating: general tags: year of otp 2025, fluff, sharing a bed notes: narrowly getting this in before the deadline of feb ending. floofy

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Yusei hummed in response, resting against him, heat soothing his muscles, evaporating any other thoughts he had.

“You awake?” Yusei whispered into the cold air of Jack’s room. He had been up late working on the bike – through bleary eyes, the clock had warned him it was two in the morning – and going to his own room really would have been the kinder thing to do. But…

He slept much better in Jack’s bed. The heat of a king radiated throughout the sheets, and inevitably, they’d end up attached to each other, curled up as if they were still on that old twin-bed in Satellite.

A king-size wasn’t enough for the gravitational pull to lessen. If anything, it had strengthened, pulling Yusei away from his own room.

“Was waiting for you.” Jack finally replied, soft and muffled by a pillow in his face. Something moved in the darkness – his arm, perhaps – to usher him closer, and Yusei couldn’t resist, tiptoeing closer until his shins bumped against the bedframe.

Quick to clamber in, to lay down like a cat in its favourite spot. Long limbs immediately latching onto him, a face buried in dark hair, and a sigh of content. Yusei hummed in response, resting against him, heat soothing his muscles, evaporating any other thoughts he had.

“Night, Jack.” He mumbled, breathing in the remnants of spiced cologne – it settled in his lungs, and all he could exhale was words of pure adoration. “Love you.”

He had assumed Jack was asleep already, given the slowed breaths and calm heartrate, but it seemed he had dug his nails into consciousness just long enough to respond. “Love you too. Night, Yusei.”

[divinesayer]

it's nice to have a friend

series: twin peaks ship: dale cooper/audrey horne tags: toeing the line between platonic and romantic here, set during episode 6/realization time notes: for @taylorftparamore. happy valentine's day

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A friend, as he had described himself, and he would never consider using her vulnerabilities to further any case.

With two glasses and a bowl of fries carefully balanced on a tray in one hand, Dale knocked on the door. Once, twice, then three times. He supposed it would give Audrey as much time as she needed to finish getting dressed, and he remained still outside for a moment after, until she opened the door for him, blinking long, wet lashes up at him.

She had done what he had asked – she wasn’t naked any longer. He swallowed a sigh of relief; it would be much easier to comfort her without her décolletage teasing him, soft skin reflecting the light just so that, supposing the man had less to lose, he could just sink his teeth deep inside of.

She tilted her head, stepping aside to allow him back in with a quick close of the door behind him. She couldn’t have her father, or any of his workers, seeing her here.

(And he was thankful for that; this town had enough rumours and issues plaguing it. The last thing they needed was an untoward allegation towards the man supposed to save them from themselves).

He placed the tray down on the desk, knocking his recording device over in the process, which he squinted towards for a moment just to ensure it didn’t begin recording. He had a feeling that, whatever Audrey needed to get off her chest, was being told to him in an unofficial capacity. A friend, as he had described himself, and he would never consider using her vulnerabilities to further any case.

“So, Audrey,” He began as he handed her one of the two mugs, placing his own on the bedside table. “Is there anything you need to talk about?” As she sat on the bed, he handed her the bowl of fries. Fresh, crispy, and lightly salted. “Apologies. I was unsure if you would like any sauces.”

Audrey looked up at him – her darling special agent – and began to smile, tracing hearts absently in the air, a fry held like a pen. If he noticed, he didn’t say anything, instead just sitting down beside her, eyes trained on her face. “It’s okay, Agent Cooper. I don’t have anything to talk about.”

It was a lie, of course. Her world had come crashing down on her just a few short hours ago, watching living proof that her family’s happy image was a sham. The words danced on her tongue, and she considered admitting what was bothering her. But instead…

“I’d just like to stay here a while. Is that okay?” Her bottom lip jutted out in a pout, one that she knew the men couldn’t resist. It seemed to work, as he just sighed, kicking his shoes off so he could get comfortable.

“That’s quite alright. If you decide there’s anything you do want to talk about, let me know.” When she nodded, he continued, “For now, I’d like a fry.”

[divinesayer]

i want you to hate me

[ chapter 3 of please, i want you | femslash february tag ]

series: yugioh 5ds ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas rating: g summary: pre-canon, jack's escape into neo domino, angst

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There was a distinct look of heartbreak in Yusei’s eyes as she realised what was happening. It was enough to make Jack second-guess if she was making the right decision; she was relieved when she watched the love of her life jump into the murky river, meaning she could make her great escape with Stardust in hand.

As the bike’s engine revved up, all she could think about was late nights and early mornings intertwined, and she felt tears spilling down her cheeks as she sped down the garbage chute.

Yusei was destined to despise her for this, to never forgive her. Jack decided, as she stood on the other side of the waters, that it was easier this way.

Jack loved Yusei too much to watch someone else inevitably steal her away – one day she would understand that, instead, she took the poor girl’s heart far into the depths of the city with her.

[divinesayer]

i want you to kiss me

[ chapter 3 of please, i want you | femslash february tag ]

series: yugioh 5ds ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas rating: g summary: kisses, fluff, established relationship

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“Come on, Jack, we need to get up.” Yusei mumbled as she was pulled back under the covers, unable to help the soft laugh that escaped her lips.

Jack pouted back at her, shaking her head, squeezing her eyes shut. “Nope.” It was a simple enough response, though the duvet was pulled back off her as Yusei sat back up.

“Come on, we gotta.”

She groaned, squinting her eyes up at her. “…At least give me a kiss first?”

Of course it worked. Yusei leant over, pressing her lips softly against Jack’s, deepening it with a soft sigh. Arms wrapped around her, and she had a feeling that she had been beaten this time.

Maybe they could get up later.

[divinesayer]

i want you to heal me

[ chapter 2 of please, i want you | femslash february tag ]

series: yugioh 5ds ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas rating: g summary: sickfic, fluff

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Jack had warned her that she would get sick, and Yusei had shrugged it off at the time, focusing her attention on upgrading their bikes. It had come back to bite her, and now she was slumped on the couch, with both arms wrapped tight around her girlfriend’s bicep.

She hadn’t said anything in a while, but she was relieved that she wasn’t being made to talk; her throat was killing her, and she was relieved that Jack understood. Yusei’s head rested on her shoulder, and she sniffled, eyes heavy and head pounding.

“Jack,” She mumbled, lifting her head with great struggle. “Make me feel better.”

It was a ridiculous request – something that both knew was impossible – but Jack wriggled her arm out from the grip so she could hold her, pulling Yusei closer until she was curled up on her lap.

“That help?” A light kiss against a warm forehead was enough to at least give Yusei a placebo effect, and for a moment, she really did think that Jack’s touch was enough to make her feel better.

“Yeah,” She croaked, allowing her eyes to flutter shut.

[divinesayer]

i want you to see me

[ chapter 1 of please, i want you | femslash february tag ]

series: yugioh 5ds ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas rating: g summary: post-canon, established relationship

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Occasionally, Yusei’s job kept her in Neo Domino City when she wanted nothing more than to be sat in the stands, watching Jack dominate. It was frustrating, but she always found a way to watch somehow. This time, she had her phone balanced on her lap, muted so the cheers for her girlfriend didn’t fill the office, but it was obvious that she wasn’t paying attention to her work.

Naturally, the King continued to conquer, beating her opponent within only a couple of moves – she had gotten quicker at implementing her strategies, and there was no hope for any man to come close to the kingdom she had built atop the Wheel of Fortune.

As she came to a stop, those brilliant purple eyes met the camera, and she winked, blowing a kiss for only one viewer, though Yusei bet her fans were arguing that it was for them. She mouthed something – Yusei would later watch and rewatch it until she could tell what she had been saying: for you.

She felt her cheeks flush, barely containing the squeak that bubbled in her throat. As soon as she was home, she would have to call Jack to make it clear just how proud she was, as always. (And beg her to hurry home, which she always would).

[divinesayer]

meet me in the afterglow

series: yugioh 5ds ship: jack atlas/yusei fudo rating: m tags: female jack atlas, post-sex fluff, jack is a sweetheart (occasionally)

He swore there were hearts in her eyes, flicks of light from the lamp across the room.

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The world was still spinning even now, and Jack struggled to sit upright for more than a few seconds at a time unassisted. It was okay. Yusei was there to keep her close, his fingertips tracing love letters along her spine, caressing over bruises that they both knew would form in deep purples and reds by the next morning.

She whined, shifting closer, and his grip tightened to keep her secure. Each time their eyes met, Jack mumbled something about struggling to see him properly – though, she was giggling, so she clearly wasn’t distressed.

“Coming back down to Earth yet, babe?” Yusei spoke quietly, but she shrugged, nuzzling softly against bitemarks along his neck. “It’s okay. Take your time.”

She nodded, heavy lids closing for a moment – just resting – as she leant more of her body weight against him. “I love you.” He swore there were hearts in her eyes, flicks of light from the lamp across the room.

“I love you too, princess.” He smiled when she squeaked, pulling him closer for a lazy kiss.

[divinesayer]

je t'aime, viens avec moi

series: yugioh 5ds ship: divine/jack atlas, background rex godwin/jack atlas rating: g tags: cheating, based on mademoiselle & the nunnery blaze by bastille, year of otp 2025, may i have this dance? notes: unfortunately, jack cheating on godwin with just about anyone is just TOO easy to write, written for @yearoftheotpevent

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Perhaps she could feel how risky this was too, but Divine had never been one to shy away from something potentially dangerous.

Jack had put on the front of a disappointed girlfriend when Rex had abruptly decided he couldn’t attend the Gala. Admittedly, him dropping this information on her as she was already getting ready did piss her off significantly, but his absence had never left her upset for long.

No, if anything, she was thankful. It meant that Divine could approach her without any concern for him noticing anything, sliding her arm around Jack’s frame with a devious glimmer in hazel eyes, pulling her ever closer.

“Need any more wine, love?” She whispered, pressing a red-lipped kiss against Jack’s cheek; it was bound to stain, a tabloid story waiting to happen. A risky game, stepping over the line as soon as Godwin’s watchful gaze was averted.

“Not right now, no,” She mumbled in return, bunching lilac lace in her hands to calm her nerves. Maybe more wine was a good idea, something to soothe the spiralling mind.

Divine took her hand, head tilting as she pulled her closer; it took Jack a moment to realise she was leading her to the dancefloor. The room darkened, a slow song replacing the earlier, bass-heavy options. As she glanced around, she noticed that nobody was even glancing towards her, for once.

“May I have this dance?”

Jack nodded as she squeezed Divine’s hand, allowing them to settle into a slow rhythm, bodies pressed together as they swayed back and forth. Her hand rested on silky, deep green fabric, squeezing her hip occasionally, unable to resist the smirk at the small squeak that escaped after each.

Silence lingered, comfortable, as the music changed; she wasn’t paying any attention to the lyrics, focused entirely on the way her heart thundered, and the way she swore she could feel Divine’s mirroring her own.

Perhaps she could feel how risky this was too, but Divine had never been one to shy away from something potentially dangerous. It was what had led to her pursuing Jack in the first place, despite knowing she was taken – barely, considering how little Rex seemed to care for her.

“You know,” She abruptly spoke, gaze meeting inquisitive purple, blinking at her, encouraging her to continue. “We could just, I dunno, run away?”

Jack suppressed a laugh, though her shoulders shook all the same. She knew it was an insane idea, yet she was intrigued. “Run away to where exactly?”

She pursed her lips, seemingly deep in thought for a moment as their dance stopped. “France?” Then she shook her head. “Bit too expensive. My apartment’ll do the trick.” Before Jack could argue, she added, “I guess, really, I’m asking you to run away to me. Kinda different to us running away together, hm?”

Red lips twinged into a smile. “Well, I have everything I need on me…” She tapped her leg with a wink – the outline of a box briefly peeked through. Her deck went everywhere with her, even if she had to get creative in the process of bringing it. Strapped against her thigh, the corners of the case threatening to dig into the soft skin of her thigh with each movement. “Shall we?”

The lights dimmed further, and in the darkness, Divine took her chance to press her lips against Jack’s, desperate and hungry and with far too much tongue for a public setting.  As they pulled away, a dazed look on the blonde’s face, she nodded. “Let’s go before anyone notices.”

As Divine’s grip tightened, weaving through the crowd, Jack realised that she could never live without her again, even at the expense of blowing up the life she had fought so hard to create.

[divinesayer]

i like the way it looks

series: yugioh 5ds ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas rating: teen tags: bruno & crow hogan are here briefly too, lingerie, flirting, fem yusei fudo notes: :3c im gonna try and write 24 fics for year of otp this year bc i am insane. so. heres 1/24

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“That’s mine.” “Oh, I know.”

Yusei rarely raided Jack’s closet – usually, he offered his jacket to her in the cold or gave her an old t-shirt to sleep in – but whenever she did, she was careful to pick one of the few dark pieces in his collection. She had gotten grease on one of his white shirts exactly once and had zero intention of a repeated incident.

Not that Jack had been angry with her for it. Surprisingly, he seemed to accept it, though maybe her fluttering her lashes up at him with a frown was enough to soften him out of his anger.

This time, though, Yusei had grabbed a black tank top, one of the ones he liked to lounge about Poppo Time in. It near enough drowned her, and she had to shove it into her jeans to keep it from becoming a dress on her. It worked well enough.

Staring in Jack’s mirror, she tilted her head, watching as the straps threatened to fall over her shoulders. The top of her bra – surprisingly lacy, which she had only bought for her boyfriend’s sake – peaked out at the top, and when she bent forward, she could see a straight shot down to her stomach.

Yeah, this would do.

When she entered the garage, Jack was slumped onto the couch. As usual, he didn’t lift his gaze at the sound of the door; he rarely acknowledged people coming and going unless they spoke to him. Not that Yusei minded. She tended to be the only person able to get his attention anyway.

She sauntered towards him, and he glanced up from his phone before she had made it half-way across the space. His eyes raked over her, lingering at her chest, and she smirked, stopping directly in front of him.

“That’s mine.”

“Oh, I know.” Yusei replied with a smile, leaning over to press her lips against his cheek. As expected, his gaze darted down, and his cheeks flushed a bright red, glowing as though his Signer mark had been irritated. “Good morning to you too.”

He just grumbled, glancing away. “Good morning. Should ask before just taking.”

All Yusei did was shrug, standing upright, ready to get some work done on their bikes. Just as she spun around, his hand grabbed onto her arm, tugging her back towards him. Briefly, she had seen the look in Bruno’s eyes, and when she looked down at herself, she saw that the strap had fallen, exposing the black lace to anyone who dared to look.

Suddenly, the growl that Jack let out made sense, as did the second tug, pulling her until she was on his lap, face pink – she hadn’t expected it to work this well. He delicately fixed the band of black fabric, and she shifted on his knee, glancing at him with a raised brow.

“I have things to do, Jack.”  And yet, she leant against him, pulling at the fabric near her stomach to give him a better view of what she had dared to put on earlier. “Like it?”

“I do,” He purred in response, his hands trailing down until he had a handful of her ass, pulling her closer until she was straddling his hips, the smirk on his lips mirroring hers.

Somewhere behind her, she could near Crow telling them to get a room, and it wasn’t like Jack needed to be told twice before picking her up and leaving with her.

[divinesayer]

and we rule the kingdom inside my room

series: yugioh 5ds ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas rating: explicit tags: fem!jack atlas, vaginal fingering, birthday sex, post-canon, (au i guess where jack stays instead of leaving neo domino), also they're married :3c, happy birthday jack atlas, my beloved lil weirdo, princess kink notes: naturally i am writing smut for a character's birthday. what else would i do with my time?

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If this was how Jack viewed being a princess, then he would willingly oblige.

“When I get home, I’ll make sure the birthday girl feels real special, okay?”

The words had been bouncing around Jack’s head all day; she couldn’t figure out what he meant for the life of her, but a hundred ideas came to mind. It left her blushing, struggling to focus on anything else. Suddenly, she was relieved that the one gift she had explicitly asked for today was to be left the hell alone (by everyone but Yusei, that was).

Around midday, they had a brief phone call. He liked to call her when he was taking his lunch – she looked forward to hearing about his day so far, or to get insights on the gossip that ran rampant through MIDS. She had to wonder if anyone had whispered about them, the short skirts she would wear whenever she came to visit for a lunch date, the way he sometimes looked a little more ragged than usual when he returned…

God, why hadn’t she asked to come visit him today?

“So, I was thinking,” His voice was low, crackling a little from the receiver. For a city so far advanced, they hadn’t quite figured out how to get good service throughout. “Do you still have that purple dress? The lilac-y, short one.”

Jack blinked, glancing towards the closet. “Uh… Let me check.” She sprang from the bed, flicking through her collection, balancing the phone between her head and shoulder. “The lacey one?” She could hear him humming in response. “Yeah, still got it. Why?”

She swore she could feel Yusei’s smirk down the phone, and when she closed her eyes, she could see the devious glimmer in his eyes that tended to follow. “You should put it on for when I get home, then.”

She furrowed her brows, flopping back onto the bed. “We agreed I could stay home all day. Don’t tell me you—”

“No, no,” He hated interrupting her, “Sorry.” A brief pause, a silence she didn’t attempt to fill, encouraged him to continue. “We’re not going anywhere – and no, nobody’s coming to our apartment either, before you ask. I just…” His voice trailed off, and suddenly, she understood.

“Ah…yeah, I see. I’ll put it on, then.” Her cheeks pinkened, and she stared up at the ceiling, head spinning with thoughts of what he could be planning.

“Good girl.” He fell quiet again for a moment – checking the time, no doubt – then sighed. “I’ll have to get back to work now, princess. Make sure you get something nice for lunch, yeah? Birthday girl deserves it.”

“Will do.”

“Good. I love you. I’ll be back around 6ish, so make sure you’re all dolled up for then, okay?”

“I love you too,” Jack smiled, slowly sitting herself back up. “Don’t be late, I’ll be waitin’.”

The rest of the day passed with little event, and Jack was thankful for it. At 3pm, she decided to go for a shower, shaving until her skin was silky smooth – just how she liked it. She took her sweet time putting her hair up, an up-do that she felt suited a dress as beautiful as this; her make-up was carefully chosen to match the hues of the lace. It felt like overkill, considering they weren’t going anywhere.

But, he had told her to be dolled up, and so dolled up she would be.

When the key finally turned in the lock, Jack felt her heart fluttering in her chest. She had originally planned to sit on the couch, to make Yusei come racing to her, but now that she knew he was home… She couldn’t help but make her way to the door, arms flinging around his shoulders as soon as his coat and shoes were off.

“How was your day, my love?” She nuzzled her face into his neck, breathing puffs of hot air against his skin. She could feel him tensing under her touch, his arms wrapping tight around her waist, pulling her ever closer until they were flush.

“Not bad, how was yours, baby?” His fingertips trailed up and down her back, and she gasped. He pulled away from her, taking her hand delicately to lead her to the bedroom. “You look beautiful, by the way.”

“Oh, it was fine. Quiet, which… I think means it’s been a good birthday so far.” She squeezed his hand, following with a slight bounce in her step. “What did you have planned?”

The door closed behind them, and he finally turned to face her, a smirk on his lips. “What did I have planned?” He stepped closer until her back was against the hard oak. “I want to treat you like my princess, Jack.”

She tilted her head, brows furrowed. “You already do?” His fingertips trailed along her jaw, keeping her eyes trained on him.

“I do,” He whispered, his leg moving between hers; he pulled the dress up so his thigh could disappear under it without threatening any of the lace. “But I meant more literal, my love. Like you’re my princess, and I’m your…”

“My loyal knight?” She replied as he trailed off, her breath hitching as her hips rolled against his leg. “Who’d do anything for his princess?”

He nodded, “Exactly. So how about… I go out for a moment and come back in, and we can play a bit of pretend together, hm?” He pressed his lips to her cheek, and she nodded.

“Sounds good.” Jack was breathless as he moved away from her, ushering her to get comfortable on the bed. She did so, fluffing some pillows behind her as she rested against them. “Alright, ready. Get out.” She winked, and Yusei nodded, stepping outside and closing the door behind him.

Her breath caught in her throat, fingertips absently scrunching and smoothing the fabric of the dress – she wasn’t sure why she was nervous, and yet, she was. A minute felt like a lifetime until the door knocked.

“Come in?” She called, and the door opened, Yusei with his head down.

“Princess, I came to see if you require anything?” He glanced up at her, and shivers shot down her spine at the small smirk on his lips, the way he couldn’t help but lick them as he watched her shift on the bed.

“Hm…” She moved closer to the edge of the bed, ushering him over with a flick of her finger – she giggled as he moved willingly. “Sir, you could help me with something, yes.”

He kneeled in front of her, blinking those brilliant blue eyes up at her, head slightly cocked. “And what might that be, my Princess? You know I’ll do anything you require.” With that, Yusei took her hand, pressing a soft kiss against the skin. It sent the butterflies in her stomach into a frenzy – for a moment, she thought she had lost grip on the session entirely.

“I… need…” Jack went quiet, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth, squirming as she sat. A silent nod from him encouraged him, and so she swallowed her nerves and blurted it out: “I need you to pleasure me, Sir. I’m awfully pent up.”

He seemed to be thinking for a moment, and she wondered if she had been too crude with it. Instead, he rose from his spot, standing before her. “I can do that for you, your highness.” His grip of her hand hadn’t loosened, so she tugged him closer until he was inches away, his breath tickling her skin.

“Good. Kiss me, Yusei.”

“Yes, princess.” He couldn’t resist even if he wanted to. He crashed his lips against hers, groaning as hers parted, encouraging him to delve ever deeper. Something in the back of his mind reminded him that a knight would be – perhaps – more restrained than this, but when her arms wrapped around his neck, and he felt her lay back, pulling him until he was looming over her…

If this was how Jack viewed being a princess, then he would willingly oblige.

When they parted, her eyes were watering, threatening to spill mascara down her cheeks – she always did get a little too flustered by need. “Sire…” She whispered, pulling the dress up from under her, bundling it around her waist to show off soft thighs and an exposed cunt. “Touch me.” Her voice wavered.

Kisses trailed down her jaw to her neck, gentle against searing hot skin, and she whined under each. One elbow kept himself somewhat upright as his other hand trailed downwards, delving into the cups of the dress to squeeze at her breasts roughly, pinching her nipple between two fingers. He smirked as she gasped, rolling her hips against the air, continuing his journey until his fingers found themselves between her legs.

Each circle rubbed against her clit had her sighing soft moans, pressing against his hand until he couldn’t bear to hold back from her any longer. He pushed two fingers inside of her, revelling at the much louder noise that spilled from her lips, her nails now digging into his shirt. “Like this, your highness?” His voice was gruff, telling of immense restraint; his cock twitched in his work trousers.

“Just… just like that.” His fingers curled in response, and she mewled, arching her back. “Feels good, Sir.”

He glanced up, and she tugged hard on his hair to pull him closer, kissing him hungrily, groaning with each movement of his tongue. He growled against her, setting a quick pace which soon had her spiralling out of control, blinking hot tears as orgasm wracked through her, leaving her twitching and shaking; his palm was damp from her, and he moaned low as it dripped down from his knuckles.

“Thank you…” She managed as he pulled out, a haze in lavender eyes; she looked so sweet like this. Gone was the bravado, the smartass comments, though the burning passion still coursed through her veins, leading her to always dig her nails and teeth in that little deeper, unable to let him go even if she wanted to.

(But he didn’t want her to anyway.)

“What does my Queen need?” He whispered, brushing her hair from her face and catching a stray tear.

“…You. Please. Need you inside me, my Knight.”

Well, he had other plans, but… How was he supposed to resist her? He scrambled to undo his trousers, and she sat up as best she could, leaning on her elbows to watch him with a devious little smirk.

“Oh, Sir, do you need it just as badly as I do?” She asked as his cock sprang free from his boxers, her tongue running along her bottom lip. “Has my dear knight been dreaming of this?”

Yusei blinked at her; cheeks pinkened at the inference. “Yes, princess… I apologise for being so…” He paused, trying to think of the right wording, “…brash, but I… My wish is your command.”

She giggled as he settled between her thighs, flopping herself backwards until her back hit the mattress. “Are we keeping the dress on?”

He nodded immediately. Half of the fantasy was wrapped in this, fucking his wife in a pretty dress. It wasn’t the first time he had done it – their wedding night was the best night of his life for many reasons – and it would definitely not be the last.

Her fingers found themselves dug into his arms as her legs spread, enticing him to move closer, the tip of his cock grazing her cunt, pre-cum already oozing against her. The whine that she made was enough to keep him from teasing her, thrusting into her without a second thought.

Jack’s eyes rolled back, puffs of moaned breaths filling the air. “Yusei…”

It was enough to send him into a frenzy, leaning over her to suck dark bites along her neck and chest, outlining the sweetheart neckline of the dress with purple kisses of his own, trailing along the straps to whisper in her ear, “Feel good?”

They both knew the characters were gone, too focused on the feeling of him inside of her, tight wet heat being fucked into without any restraint.

“Feel�� Feels good, yeah,” She took a moment to be able to respond, momentarily overwhelmed by a quick, rough pace and his own moans picking up in volume – she could vaguely remember a time he was much quieter than this, but he knew how much she liked to hear him.

He groaned, as one arm wrapped tight around her, the other tugging at the cups of the dress until her breasts spilled free, which he immediately latched onto, sucking and flicking her nipple with his tongue. As he pulled away, he grazed the sensitive skin with his teeth, and she yowled, clenching hard around him as an orgasm dragged her down, pushing him out with a spurt of cum against his cock.

“God…” His head was fuzzy, and he was trying desperately to bring them back into the original fantasy (and failing miserably in the process). “My princess.”

He thrust back in all too eagerly, leaving her tensing her body and gasping out, nails digging crescents along his arms. It wouldn’t take long for them both to fall apart like this, Yusei panting heavily over her, as sweat dripped down his thighs.

When he hit the right spot again, she sobbed out a moan, begging, “Right there, please.” Each word was breathy, and they both knew Jack was destined to drive him crazy.

He kissed bruises up her neck until he nibbled at her earlobe, whispering, “Cum with me, princess.”

As much as she could be bratty, Jack would always do what he told her to. A few more presses deep inside her was enough for her toes to curl, thighs tremoring as she came again, over-stimulation threatening her as he continued his erratic movements until he spilled hot cum deep inside of her with a shudder.

The spot on the bed under them soaked through – if Yusei had thought with his brain, and not his dick, he might have placed a towel down first – as it lulled her into a final high, dragging her down with a scream of his name. Drool dribbled down the side of her mouth, tears streaming with mascara staining her face.

After a moment, her arms wrapped around him as aftershocks left her shaking. He sighed, collapsing against her, unwilling to pull out. Admittedly, Jack didn’t seem to want him to either, her thighs wrapping around him in a loose grip.

“I love you,” She mumbled as he lifted his head, pressing her lips against him gently. When they pulled apart, she wiped her mouth, adding a quiet apology, “Sorry for the mess.”

Yusei smiled, shaking his head. “I love you too. Don’t worry about it.”

They lay like this together for a few moments, quiet, paying attention to nothing but the other’s heartbeat thrumming in their chests. Safe, secure, Jack nuzzled her face into his neck, leaving soft kisses in her wake.

“Happy birthday, princess. All tired out or…?”

Jack pulled away with a smirk. “Tired? Never. Gotta get more of my gift first.”

And well, Yusei knew they wouldn’t be getting out of bed until tomorrow, but he was more than fine with that.

[divinesayer]

hold me tight

series: yugioh 5ds ship: divine/jack atlas rating: g tags: fem!jack atlas, period pain, fluff notes: i wrote this when i was in agony a few weeks back (oh and it didn't magically summon my period until days later but hey. divjack fluff!)

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“What’re you doing home?” “Well… I wanted to stay and look after you.”

When Jack woke back up, she was surprised to see Divine beside her, typing away on his work laptop. He seemed focused, only pausing on the essay of an email when he felt her attempt to sit up.

“Good morning, princess. How’re the cramps?” He was so quick to focus on her, running his fingers through her hair. He could already tell the answer, given the frown on her lips.

“…Not great,” She sighed, just about managing to sit up. She winced, shaking her head in response to the brief look of alarm in Divine’s eyes. “What’re you doing home?”

“Well… I wanted to stay and look after you,” He smiled, shuffling closer and putting an arm around her, careful of the various painful areas of her body. Really, he shouldn’t have had her so close, but he knew Jack had little to no interest in legal documentation anyway (she did have him read over any contracts that came her way before signing them, after all).

She blinked at him, cheeks flushing and tears pricking at her eyes. “You’re too much… Really?”

He nodded, removing his arm to return to his work; he tapped his shoulder so she knew she could lean against him, clinging to his arm. As long as he was able to type, he didn’t seem to mind.

“I also pre-ordered some noodles and coffee to get here around midday. Oh, and…” He leant over to his bedside table, placing a bottle of water and a bar of chocolate onto her lap, along with some painkillers. “There you go. Need a hot water bottle too?”

Jack was quick to take the tablets, before settling back against him. He never failed to amaze her, no matter how long they had been together. She wondered how the hell she ever survived without Divine. “Not yet… When you next make yourself a coffee, maybe?”

“It’s a deal.” A quick kiss to her head. “Feel free to put your show on, okay?”

[divinesayer]

when you know, you know

series: yugioh 5ds ship: divine/jack atlas rating: g tags: fem!jack atlas, fluff, lovingly titled "oh the engagement is imminent" notes: wrote this a couple months ago, still love it very much. i've got a bit of a fic backlog that i'll be working on posting slowly throughout the year between various projects <3

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“Take me to Paris. I’ve never been. Seems like the right time.”

It felt strange to leave her D-Wheel behind, but Jack knew it needed some repairs. The paint had chipped, and the engine had started spluttering a little under the force of her driving. Still, she felt as though she was saying goodbye to a lifelong friend when she closed the door to Yusei’s garage, lips pursed into a small frown.

She rested against the wall, tapping her heel against the ground until Divine’s car pulled up. He rolled the window down, peering out with the slightest of smirks. “Sorry, Miss Atlas, traffic was a nightmare. You know how many people tried to get a peek of you lot practicing?”

At first, she rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t look miserable for long. She was quick to get into the car, ever concerned that someone would be lingering. At least he always ensured the door was locked: that always soothed her anxieties.

“Ready for tomorrow?” He leant over the centre console, tucking a stray strand of long blonde hair behind Jack’s ear. He was always so tender when it was just them – and often when it was just their friends too – and she felt all the tension in her body melting.

She nodded, leaning into his hand as soon as fingertips stroked her cheek. She sighed, allowing her eyes to close for a moment. “I think so. Just some issues with Fortune. She’ll be okay by tomorrow. Should be, anyway.”

Divine hummed along – the logistics of it all tended to go over his head, but she didn’t mind. No, it was nice to be with someone who, honestly, would’ve loved her just as much if she was a nobody. “Well, you know Yusei. He’ll get it sorted for you.”

“You’re right.” She opened her eyes, cheeks flushing under his gaze. Soft, full of nothing but love, and aimed at nobody else on earth. Jack felt special, especially considering the glares she had seen him throw at anybody else (especially people who pissed her off). “…What?”

He just chuckled, shaking his head. “Sorry. Nothing.” And yet, Divine moved closer, and his hand rested on her thigh. She closed the gap with a gentle kiss, the remnants of worry dissipating into the air.

When she pulled away, he pecked her cheek, and she smiled, seeing no point in hiding it. “What do I get if I win?” She settled back into the seat, clicking the seatbelt into place as he started the car up.

He went quiet for a few moments, and she wasn’t sure if he was thinking or just focusing on the road. But then, he finally spoke. “Hm. Whatever you’d like, my love.”

Jack glanced out of the window. “Take me to Paris.” Her cheeks were burning; it was such a romantic city. She had considered asking him to take her there earlier in their relationship but panicked that it was too serious. But now, here they were, and she knew she was going to spend the rest of her life with him. “I’ve never been. Seems like the right time.”

“Sure, Paris it is.” She didn’t need to look over to hear the smile on his lips. “Right time indeed.”

[divinesayer]

How about divjack and glass? >:3

this took far too long, i'm so sorry! i decided to let them have some new years joy <3 - i also posted it to ao3 lol

Each new year in the city had been more hassle than it had been worth. Expensive dresses and even pricier bottles of wine, being left at the bar by the man claiming to be her partner… Jack had grown to resent the whole ordeal.

If one had asked her then if she saw herself laying with her legs over a new lover, her head nestled against his shoulder, a glass of champagne balanced perfectly in her hand…

Well, she would have laughed in their face, but here she was.

She lifted her head to look at Divine, who had been absently humming along to the song choice – as ever, her taste was impeccable, and even he had to admit that. He paused, glancing down at her with a smile.

“You know…” She began, her voice trailing off. He sat up somewhat, pulling her that inch closer, silently encouraging her to follow the path her head was pulling her towards. “I never thought I’d have this before.”

“Me either,” He replied simply, pressing a kiss against her cheek, sighing softly as the skin warmed to his touch. “And yet, here we are.”

Jack playfully rolled her eyes at the dramatic tone of his voice. “It must be almost time, right?” She reached for her phone, reluctant to be apart from him for more than a few seconds at a time.

11:58pm. Close enough.

They clinked champagne flutes, taking a sip before he leant them both forward, leaving the half-full glasses on the coffee table.

“Come here.” He whispered, and she was quick to move, straddling his legs so she could press herself flush against him, heart thundering in her chest.

His fingertips traced hearts along her sides, arms wrapping ever tighter, their lips brushing. Her breath hitched, and he took the chance to deepen the kiss, his tongue pushing into her mouth as she gasped, parting lips eagerly to let him go further.

When they pulled away, cheeks flushed and eyes hazed, she finally noticed the fireworks popping in the background. “Must be midnight. Happy new year, darling.”