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[yzashaven]

FEATURING ! shouki no kami/archon!scara x fem!reader

CONTENTS ! there's a short fighting scene, robot fucking, grinding, implied worshipping, mating press, masturbating in front of him, degradation and praise <3, choking, breeding, scara fingers appreciation!! (think that's all :3)

NOTE ! a gift for my bestie @yukiitaooo ‼️ just pretend that the joururi workshop is in inazuma btw for the sake of making this plot work 😭 and do read the synopsis since it's a bit messy. special thanks to yukii for proofreading this for me btw <3

SYNOPSIS— reader is a shrine maiden and scara's lover. she wanted to see his god form aka the vessel/robot and test her skills along with her newly obtained powers by sparring with him. she uses a sword/katana and has an electro vision given by scaramouche.

—♡

"are you sure about this?"

scaramouche asked with a sigh as he was carrying you in his arms, walking towards the joururi workshop, where the shouki no kami was situated within. you nod and lean into his chest, feeling the wind blow gently against the both of you. after some time, you reached what seemed like a small entrance cave which led to the gigantic destination in which in the distance you could see the small elevator-like platform that led up high. he held your hand as you walked along the long and wide corridors, guards and people around kneeling in their stead upon seeing their god, their archon, scaramouche—as per his set rules upon the nation. but you? he gave you permission to be the only exception in this rule of his, walking close beside him as you could sense the jealous wandering eyes of those around. how could a "mere" shrine maiden be worthy enough to walk alongside the god himself? people ask themselves in silence before the two of you finally reached the elevator that led to the main area.

he had already made the much needed arrangements to make sure everyone was unable to enter the area where the enormous robot was in. this was your first time seeing it with your own eyes, in all honesty. and of course, as soon as the main doors opened, your eyes widen for a split second. seeing that it was way larger than you had anticipated, looks like this was gonna be a rough fight. "don't be so nervous now..." he says in a low whisper, walking along the path leading to the machine. "...i'll be gentle with you." the subtle suggestive comment made heat rush to your cheeks into a faint blush to which he darkly chuckles to upon taking a glance behind his back at your direction. "i suggest that you prepare yourself for what's to come, my dearest." as scaramouche said those words with you following behind him, the doors suddenly shut hard from behind you, causing your body to jump in shock. he chuckles, back turned to you, before extending his hand out in front of him to channel some sort of elemental energy from his palm. you watch from a short distance as the shouki no kami slowly moves a few movements, scaramouche shuts his eyes before finally teleporting within the central control area of the robot. the atmosphere changes to one filled with tension as he maneuvers with the various mechanisms of the machine with ease as he lets out a seemingly psychotic laugh.

"bow before me, worm!" his voice had changed, echoing through the room loudly. with widened eyes, you summon out your weapon as you see him urging you to get closer.

"come forth! i won't hurt you... much." he whispers, voice in an alluring tone. you click your tongue as you witness how his cockiness is creeping up him again like always. you laugh shortly before sprinting towards him and skillfully dealing a few hits here and there with your katana, to which he just lets out a sigh, "you're doing practically nothing, mortal!" to your side you could see the arm of the vessel making its way to hit you, fortunately, you dodge it with ease. it's coming back but thankfully you have good reaction time and dodge that attack as well before landing multiple hits against him, using your electro vision as an extra source of power.

"oh? not bad~" he coos sarcastically as his right hand hits on the side of the platform hard, causing it to shake along with causing you to lose your balance almost instantly. you look over to where the sudden shaking of the ground from and see the large mechanical hand. your eyes for some reason glue themselves to the fingers of the vessel, thinking about how he could be moving then from inside. maybe the robot follows his own movements? 'but why does it look so attractive...?' you thought for a few seconds, 'his fingers really are just so... perfect though—' you then regain your composure and stop daydreaming upon getting hit by the reality that you were still sparring with him. looking up above you to see his other hand making its' way to crush you, you immediately raise your blade in an attempt to block the attack. the vessel's fingers were right on top of you, a faint blush spreads across your cheeks as your imagination went wild with sudden desires about him once again. success seemed to be on your side for now as you see scaramouche retreat his hand away but instead hits the platform again. you feel the ground below you slowly shatter until you felt nothingness underneath your feet along with your blade being lost from your grip.

a yelp was ripped from your throat as you braced yourself for the fall that looked as if it would be the last thing you'd experience in teyvat. with eyes shut, feeling the wind against your body as you fell from who knows how many feet high, you really thought this was your last day.

not until you feel your clothes getting caught in something. with a sigh of relief, you open your eyes and see that the shouki no kami was holding you between his thumb and index finger at the back of your clothes, "i've got you." he starts dangling you in front of his eyes as if you were some sort of set of keys that he was inspecting up close. "you look so vulnerable like this, so tiny." you whimper at his words as he toyed with you, "think that's enough for today." he declared, claiming his victory. suddenly, he placed his other hand below you before letting go of your body. when you dropped it didn't hurt but it seems that you had hit your clit somewhere on his palm, the unexpected contact made you moan out of nowhere. it wasn't that loud, it wasn't quiet either; but for sure he heard it. unbeknownst to you, he was already smirking from inside the control area, cock already hard within his pants just from watching your vulnerable body in front of him not too long ago.

as you try to pick yourself up and sit upright, you hear scaramouche laugh from behind. "was that a moan i heard? you fucking slut." the blush on your cheeks reddened even more as you felt a part of your dignity being stripped away, did you really-actually-legitimately just moan from that? "no, i-it wasn't...!" you defensively say while mustering up the courage to face him despite what you both know just happened. you can feel his sharp gaze and smirk at you through the metal, as if he was looking at an ever so helpless prey. well you kind of were the said prey in this situation. although you couldn't help but to feel aroused being on his hand knowing how bad you fantasized about it not too long ago. he brings his hand closer to his face to get a better look at you before speaking, "i'll have you know that i can feel your wetness on this hand. how perverted, lusting over me in the midst of a sparring session?" he teasingly coos at you. "now then, i'm sure you know what i'd like of you? go on..."

"touch yourself in front of me, in front of your god. i'm giving you permission to give in to your desires, take your chances."

hesitating to follow his orders, you look up at him with wide eyes of disbelief. but a part of you was convinced that you should just give in already. you want him, don't you? slowly spreading your legs in front of him as your fingers begin to trail down to a rather sensitive area, you feel yourself through the thin fabric of your panties, fingers delicately rubbing slow circles on your clit. "undress." he sternly says, to which you comply immediately. breathing heavily as you discard your clothes piece after piece, throwing them somewhere near. meanwhile, scaramouche was already palming his hard-on as his gaze was focused only on your form, taking in the sweet sight of you revealing your arousal once again to him as you continue to touch yourself as per his command.

he looks down at you from up inside the vessel, watching with interest as you pleasure yourself right then and there in front of him on the palm of the robot, your fingers rubbing at your clit at a faster pace. "do you really have no shame?" he asks before chuckling darkly, you close your eyes as to focus on getting yourself to cum quicker, but then you feel something large and cold against your entrance forcing your thighs to part. your eyes hurry to open and you see a finger from his other hand in between your thighs, "don't get shy now~" scaramouche says in a manner that seemed humiliating, as if he was mocking you, "grind on my finger, whore. you know you want to."

you couldn't help but whine at his words and the sudden temperature change between your legs. he noticed how you weren't doing what he had just ordered and decided to take control instead. he lets out a long sigh before slowly moving his finger back and forth, having his fingertip rub against your soaked folds, careful not to accidentally apply any sort of pressure that could possibly hurt you in any way—giving attention to the obvious power and size difference of your body and the shouki no kami. the sensation has you moaning out loud, voice echoing as if it were bouncing off the walls repeatedly. soon enough, you find yourself doing the work now, grinding against the metal until it was practically coated in your essence as one of your hands cup your breasts to knead it gently whilst the other rubs at your clit at a steady pace.

not long after, you feel your orgasm approaching already, breaths uneven as you continuously let out moans of his name all the while your body shakes slightly. but as you bucked your hips for friction—you notice how you felt nothing instead, your movements come to a stop as you look at him with pleading eyes. scaramouche lets out a small laugh as he saw your immediate reaction, he had moved his hand away from you completely. "oh, you fucking whore." he says with an intoxicating tone, "if you're gonna ruin this vessel, then..." you try to ignore his words as you focused on getting yourself to climax instead. your eyes closed shut as you start to desperately touch yourself a bit more aggressively than before. unfortunately for you, it didn't really seem to work. well, not until you felt something suddenly fill you up completely, your eyes opening at the intrusion. you gasp as you finally feel his cock buried inside your warmth, along with his thumb replacing the spot occupied by your own fingers that were on your clit as he pinched the bud gently, causing you to let out a moan.

"...i'm gonna ruin you as well."

scaramouche's voice was laced with intoxication as he spoke to you in a whisper. he then began to pound into you roughly, with long, deep, strong thrusts that hit all the right areas with ease as you screamed for him with each snap of his hips against yours. picking up the pace soon after, he began fucking you fast and rough, just the way you like. grunts and groans occasionally left his agape lips as he held your thighs apart. "you love it, right? you love how helpless and submissive you become underneath me~" he says before pulling you closer to him and repositioning you into a mating press, having you folded in half and entirely at his mercy before he started to pound into you once again—reaching even deeper parts of your cunt as he rubs circles on your swollen clit. "fuck, i'm gonna breed you sooo good. you want me to fill you up, don't you?~"

you nod frantically in response, being unable to construct proper words as the overwhelming pleasure takes over you completely. "so close... ah~ scara~!" you cry out as he continues to thrust into you relentlessly, hitting your g-spot over and over again until you were a sobbing, moaning, shaking mess below him. "that's it~" he coos, "come on, cum for me. you are a good girl after all, aren't you? cum for your god." his words bring you to the edge as you cum hard, a pornographic moan escaping from your lips as drool began to drip from the corners of it. "s-scara—" "my lord." he cuts you off, correcting your words before he started thrusting into you again, knowing damn well how sensitive you felt, having practically no time to recover from your previous orgasm. "my lord-aah~! right there...!" you mewl out as he hit another perfect angle that drove you crazy, "tell me..." his hand suddenly went to your neck, fingers wrapping around the soft flesh tightly—not tight enough to the point that you couldn't breathe, but tight enough to make your head spin as his eyes pierced through yours with desire filled in them.

"how does it feel getting fucked by a god like me? having this much power and control over both your body and your mind."

"s-so good... hngh~ ah~!" your vision slowly get blurry as you feel yourself getting weaker by the minute. you feel his cock twitch against your walls, signalling how close he is as well. "you feel so good around me, fuck~" the grip he had on your neck tightens slightly as he groans deeply, "beg me to cum inside you." scaramouche sternly says, "beg your god for his seed~" he grins mischievously as he watches the tears that had formed in your eyes slowly drip down your flushed cheeks. "c-cum inside me, my lord—ahh~! master... m-my god~" you choke out as you feel another amazing climax about to erupt from you, "please~!" your voice cracks a bit as you said those words. not long after, he snaps his hips against yours one final time, making sure to be balls deep as he shoots ropes of his thick and warm cum deep inside your pussy, which had definitely reached your womb as well. "oh, fuck~" he moans lowly as he gently pulled out of you, gaze falling towards your cunt as he keenly observed how your mixed fluids drip out to pool below you, all over the shouki no kami's hand.

you try and relax your body, closing your eyes and just letting yourself lay there tiredly, while scaramouche watches your chest rise and fall as you pant heavily after the intense session. normally, he'd let you rest but that doesn't seem to be what he wants right now. you whimper and look at him with teary, half lidded eyes as he suddenly pulls you towards him once again, pushing his cock back inside, along with pushing the cum back and reaching further down your pussy.

"one load won't be enough to breed you, darling~"

[fantasista-squad-pharmacy]

Anyway, can I please ask if this will have any adverse reactions if I take alongside The Unknown Vitamins? (Also, that fake eulogy confused me so much.)

Unknown Vitamins ❓ If you mean the Untitled Vitamins, I definitely wouldn't advise taking those with FantaSquadMins ‼️ After all, Untitled Vitamins are based on the Untitled tracks that helped form the SEKAIs of the different units ‼️ But the Fantasista Squad is a unit without a SEKAI or an Untitled track, so I can assure you the reactions will be... Disruptive.

[yandere-wishes]

⭒ㅤׂ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ʀᴜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇㅤׂ ⭒

⭒⌒★ Yandere!Dune Men x Reader ★⌒⭒

゜。♡ 𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓏𝑒 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒴𝑜𝓊 ♡ ｡ ゜  

☾⋆ Paul Muad'Dib Atreides | پل معادب آتریدس

He dreamed of you again tonight. Something cathartic laying across the sands. Your touch haunts his skin, tracing scars and stars across his cheeks. He wonders what you see him as, something sacred or something exotic. Neither matters so long as you love him...

Paul's a volatile star, always one breath away from exploding. You're scared to touch the golden boy, lest your fingers return burned and your skull rattles with the echo of the cosmos. Still, it's hard to miss the devotion when his lips grace your knuckles. Hard to miss the cacophony of his heart as it reverberates across the desert. 

ᯓ★ Leto Atreides | لتو آتریدس

Leto kisses butterflies into your shoulder, the taste of your skin feels like nectar on his tongue. His mind is always racing vying for your affection, your attention, your adherence. He traces your name across his star maps, each letter scribbled in a melancholy blue. You grace his chambers again tonight, it feels so wrong to only see your silhouette, to not feel your love bleeding like his does. He kisses you again, something akin to devotion. He needs to feel you under him again, needs to feel the softness of your flesh under his fingers. Something in him shatters, something inside him rearranges. You make him feel so erratic. Why must he love you this way?

𓆩⚝𓆪 Duncan Idaho | دانکن آیداهو

his lips taste of chaos, he pours his passion into you. 

He feels you rattle inside his bones. Feels you coursing through his veins like unaltered spice. He's on another mission, laying in the sand and daubing your essence into constellations. He dreams of your fingers running over his muscles pushing adoration into him with a rusted kitchen knife. Your eyes never gaze at him for long. And yet each stare holds the weight of a nebula. He falls asleep to the phantom melody of your sweet voice. Dreaming of returning to you once more. 

༺🕸༻ Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen | فید روتا هارکونن

There's a blade in his hand, blood marring pale fingers again. In every droplet, he sees your face. Phantom pains rampage when he hears your name. He dreams of you holding a knife to this chest, breaking the skin, and riving through muscle. Each night your ghost plagues him. Hurting him in all the ways he craves. He dubs you ecstasy, overdosing on everything he wants to do to you. Everything he wants you to do to him. He etches your name upon his bones, dedicating each open wound to you. He's going mad over the notion of you between his sheets, limbs entwined in a bloody mess. His tongue craves the taste of your flesh, starved like the trees on Arakkis. He must have you, he will have you. 

-`𖤓´- Stillgar | ستیلگار

Stillgar's love is a desert tune, the winds rustling through the grains before the breaching of a sandworm. He falls harder and harder with each soulful gaze. He's spent his whole life chasing prophecies that he's forgotten how to wholly love something not written in blood and legend. He prays upon every star, that the maker has written your names together. That maybe some prophecy exists where you are to become his. He watches you sitting across the dunes, watching as the sunset pales compared to you. He whispers prayers beneath his breath, hoping you'll be with him soon. 

݁˖☘︎ Gurney Halleck | گارنی هالک

He stiffens under your touch, under the sonority of your voice. His battered heart rattles in your presence, the air in his lungs freezes and he momentarily forgets that he is a soldier, a protector, a tool carved to fight for the Atreides. He's not meant to love, to crush, he's meant to kill, to teach, to follow. A weapon in every sense of the word. And yet he'd throw the world at your feet for a sliver of your attention. Gurney can't help the flames that grow within him. The raging pyro each night when he catches a rogue glimpse of you through the crack of your door. He wishes to kiss you, to hold you. To make you his in every way he knows he can't. 

[stvrnioloslvt]

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matt sighed, running a hand through his hair. he tossed his glasses aside, groaning as he felt a headache creep in slowly. he was just so stressed. and so in need to be by your side.

he pushed himself up from his desk, walking towards the kitchen counter where he found you, you too immersed in your work. he stayed by the door for a couple of seconds, admiring your soft features, head low on your books as you didn't hear him yet.

finally, he took a couple steps closer to you, embracing you in his arms. you jumped a little, taken back by the sudden presence in the room with you, relaxing against your boyfriend's front once you realised who it was.

"baby," he whined in your ear, dropping his head in the crease between your neck and shoulder, "-need you."

"what's wrong, baby?" you asked, reaching back to caress his soft hair. matt whined again, hugging you closer to his body.

"'m so stressed," he murmured, slurring his words as he spoke, "can i have a kiss?"

you smiled softly, turning so that you could press your lips to his cheek.

"as many as you want, sweet boy."

© stvrnioloslvt

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a little blurb written in a couple of minutes, I definitely need to improve my writing skills.

love, bree ☾

taglist: @shadowthesim @sturnioloszn 🤍

[genshin-obsessed]

Rent a Genshin Boyfriend!

This is inspired by a dream lol but it’s also probably influenced by a video I was recommended on YouTube. My x reader blurb is in pink and is just something in addition i wanted to add that would otherwise break immersion (and does it anway :') ).

Characters: Venti, Kaeya, Xiao, Baizhu, Kazuha, Heizou, Cyno, Alhaitham, Wriothesley, Lyney

Hello! Welcome to Genshin Boyfriend Rentals! We have a wide array of men that may meet your temporary dating needs, assuming you've got the money.

There are a few rules we need to go over beforehand, however. Please keep these in mind as you browse!

The Boyfriends have the right to leave during the date for any reason. If you believe it was unfair, you may contact support to potentially get a refund.

The Boyfriends are real people with feelings, please treat them with respect and refrain from pushing their boundaries.

No sexual requests of any kind. Attempting to do so will make him leave and you will not get your money back. They are boyfriends for hire, not escorts.

There are a few rules set by the Boyfriend, himself, which will be sent to you upon selection and payment. Please do your best to adhere to the rules for the best experience!

Are you looking to experience a polyamorous relationship? Feel free to hire more than one at a time! Their compatibility is written on their profiles but those are general suggestions!

Let's begin, shall we? The Boyfriends vary by region, please select the one that best suits you! If selecting more than one, keep in mind you will be the sole focus, but can ask for a slight change if you wish.

These Boyfriends are currently available for today!

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━━ Mondstadt ➺ Venti ➺ Kaeya ━━ Liyue ➺ Xiao ➺ Baizhu ━━ Inazuma ➺ Kazuha ➺ Heizou ━━ Sumeru ➺ Cyno ➺ Alhaitham ━━ Fontaine ➺ Wriothesley ➺ Lyney

┕━━━☽【❖】☾━━━┙

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Venti | ★★★★☆

550 Mora/hr.

All expenses must be covered by you.

A maximum of 8 hours per day.

Available for overtime events that may extend into multiple days but prices vary.

No gender preference.

Best compatibility: Lyney, Cyno

Ever wanted to be serenaded by a bard? Need someone to help you out of your comfort zone? Venti's your guy! Venti is the excitable boyfriend. He’s chirpy, knows the best places to go, is enthusiastic about every and all dates. He tends to be very loud and cheerful, so if you're looking for some excitement, he's the best!

He’s very good with shy people and doesn’t have a preference for gender so he’s great for anyone who’s new to renting a boyfriend. Venti is also great at comforting. Did you lose someone recently? Are you feeling down about life? Feeling like everything is at a standstill? Venti is great with his words and will do his best to cheer you up.

His favorite place is visiting a bar and his favorite thing to do is perform. He previously worked as a bard but has now moved to joining us in our endeavors as a Rental Boyfriend!

"I promise with me you'll be smiling until your face hurts! Or your money back!"

Venti is mindful of how much money he spends. He understands why expenses are covered by the renter, but he still feels bad sometimes. Not only that, he's not exactly cheap either. So, when he ever goes on a date with someone who can't exactly afford dinner or whatever, he comes up with other date ideas that could be entirely free! However, Venti is usually hired for his empathetic side. He's great at understanding loss and loneliness and has plenty of loyal customers who he meets with at least once every two weeks. You can be one too, if you'd like.

Kaeya Alberich | ★★★★☆

575 mora/hr.

All expenses must be covered by you.

Maximum of 8 hours per day.

Is only available for up to 24 hours only, and prices vary.

No gender preference.

Best compatibility: Heizou, Kazuha

Do you need a boyfriend who's just great at flirting and making you feel like the most beautiful human being on the face of Teyvat? Meet Kaeya! He's quite popular as he's great with both newbies and veterans at renting a boyfriend. He's very charismatic and usually loves to fluster his partner. Kaeya is not a big spender, so don't worry about expensive dates. He's great at improvising and is just looking to make you happy!

His favorite place to visit is the bar, but he also enjoys things like picnics and window shopping. He's not a demanding Boyfriend so if you'd just like to have some company at home, he's right there with you!

Kaeya is more physically affectionate. He loves hugs, cuddles, often gives cheek kisses and will most likely always be holding your hand. If this is something you aren't a fan of, we recommend you hire someone else but can also talk it over with Kaeya, himself, if you'd like.

"Whatever you wanna do is ok with me. After all, I think the day should be dedicated to someone as special as you."

Kaeya has a tendency to forget faces if it's been a long time, so if you're renting him with a long span in between, he may actually forget you completely. He does feel really bad and does his best to play it off, but sometimes it doesn't work out. Don't worry! He's got a plan for that too! If you're a loyal patron though, he will inevitably remember you.

Xiao | ★★★★✬

650 mora/hr.

All expenses must be covered by you.

Maximum of 6 hours per day.

Not available for overtime events.

No gender preference.

Best compatibility: Cyno, Lyney

Meet Xiao! He's not very excitable, doesn't talk a lot, and lets you do your thing. He's mainly for people who don't want a talker and prefer to do an activity with someone. Whether it be painting, watching a show, playing video games, knitting, doing puzzles, or meditating, Xiao is the perfect choice! He's got a very calming atmosphere around him and will 100% help you relax!

Xiao speaks through touch for the most part. If you need some form of physical affection, he can provide. If you want to cuddle, hold his hand, or just lay on his lap, he's happy to provide given you ask permission first.

!! If you're new to renting a boyfriend, Xiao is NOT recommended !!

"I'll do whatever you want to do, so don't feel pressured to plan something extravagant. Just be you and we'll have fun, I guess."

Though Xiao has his charm and is extremely handsome, his rating simply relies on those who like his personality type which is specific. Sometimes people want a Boyfriend who's all cool and quiet like him, but tend to realize it's not as fun when they're actually with him. He does have a few tricks up his sleeve for people like those, but will more often than not just let them crash and burn and helps them get a refund for any time he didn't spend with them. He is who he is, some people like him, others do not. His popularity has skyrocketed recently and he's pretty much on par with Boyfriends like Kazuha, Kaeya, and Wriothesley.

Baizhu | ★★★★☆

500 mora/hr

All expenses must be covered by you.

Maximum of 8 hours per day but can be booked for multiple days together. Maximum of five days.

Available for overtime events. Prices vary.

No gender preference.

Best compatibility: Alhaitham, Wriothesley

Are you feeling a little under the weather? Don't have the ability to grab medicine? Just need a little company while you recover? Look no further than our very own doctor Baizhu! As a practitioner of medicine, Baizhu has numerous methods to help you feel better.

He'll help you take your medicine, make you meals for swifter recovery, and is more than happy to give you some much needed company. Don't worry about getting him sick, he knows the proper precautions.

"Remember, health comes first. If you don't know how to get better, I'll be right beside you."

Baizhu actually prefers to work with people who are sick. Whether they have terminal illness or temporary, he's more than happy to provide any sort of companionship to those who ask for it. He's actually helped find more serious, life threatening illnesses before and has saved a number of people like that. Baizhu is a softer boyfriend, willing to sit beside you and stroke your hair as you attempt to sleep. He's the only Boyfriend who can be booked for multiple days in advance, others work on a daily basis only.

Kaedehara Kazuha | ★★★★★

600 mora/hr.

All expenses must be covered by you.

Maximum of 10 hours per day.

Available overtime events as well as holidays. Prices may vary

No gender preference.

Best compatibility: Venti, Lyney

Looking for a soft boyfriend? Are you trying to learn poetry? Perhaps working on poetry? Look no further than Kazuha! He's a new addition to the Genshin Boyfriends but you'd never know if we hadn't told you beforehand.

Kazuha has a more artistic side to him that he loves to show off. As a former wanderer, he's got plenty of stories for inspiration. Are you looking to maybe take a hike? He's definitely ready for one! Maybe you'd just like to find a field and lay down in it. Kazuha knows some great places already! He's both soft spoke and a gentle soul. If you need to vent or are looking for advice, we recommend no one other than Kazuha!

"I know what the description says, but I also love to try new things. If you want a partner for that, I'm happy to be one. You don't need to try anything new alone."

Even though he's new, Kazuha's quite popular and will often be booked months in advance. As he's said before, he loves trying new things and is happy to do that with someone else. Do you wanna go skydiving for the first time with a boyfriend but don't have one? Kazuha! Do you wanna go swimming with sharks for the first time? Kazuha! Maybe you're looking to rent a boyfriend for the first time but don't know who would be best for you. Kazuha!

Shikanoin Heizou | ★★★★☆

500 mora/hr.

All expenses must be covered by you.

Maximum of 6 hours per day.

Available for some overtime events; not ALL holidays. Prices may vary

No gender preference.

Best compatibility: Kaeya, Cyno

Ever wanted to say that you dated a detective? Maybe you're looking to spice up your boring choices in partners! Heizou is at your service. He's intelligent, a great fighter, and has quite the silver tongue. He has a mischievous side to him and loves to get into a bit of trouble.

Worry not, you'll never be in any true danger, but if you're looking to get your blood pumping, Heizou might be able to do that. If you don't have a date idea, worry not. He does and he'll make every penny worth it! Though, if you'd like something a bit slower, Heizou doesn't mind taking you to some of the spots he likes to relax in. You two can sit and talk to just get to know one another before going out and doing something. He's very flexible in this case!

"Don't be shy, take a chance on me. If you're a true crime junkie, I'm basically your soulmate."

Believe it or not, Heizou's never gotten in trouble before for any of this. It's not like he brings his renters to the crime scenes or shows them anything like that, but he's got plenty of stories. He's also more playful and is the best recommended for any renters looking for an adventure! Unlike Kaeya, Heizou never forgets a face. Ever.

Cyno | ★★★★★

800 mora/hr.

All expenses must be covered by you.

Maximum of 5 hours per day.

Overtime events only include birthdays and must be under 12 hours. Prices may vary

No gender preference.

Best compatibility: Heizou, Xiao, Venti

Are you a lover of "bad jokes"? Are you looking for a more serious boyfriend? Do you want someone who can strike fear into the hearts of criminals? Look no further than Cyno!

Though Cyno has a serious side to him, he's a lover of jokes and reverts to them to relieve tension. He's got a wide array so there won't be any repeats. If you're ever sad, he'll bring out his best and hope that at least one of them puts a smile on your face.

"Why are pigs good valets? They're excellent parallel porkers. Get it? Instead of using the word park, they used-"

Cyno actually joined the agency as a joke. Yet, somehow, he managed to get to the top extremely quickly. For all the Sumeru Boyfriends, he often takes first place. He's also stolen first place from Wriothesley in the April popularity poll. He was tempted to quit but was begged to stay and... well, now he finds a type of joy in pretending to be boyfriend. Not at all what he expected the day he joined. Cyno is also great at memorizing names and faces. Once you go on a date with him, he won't forget you and will even make it a thing to greet you as if you two have been dating for a while and he just hasn't seen you in a while.

Alhaitham | ★★★★☆

700 mora/hr.

All expenses must be covered by you.

Maximum of 6 hours per day.

Available for most overtime events as well as holidays. Prices may vary

No gender preference.

Best compatibility: Baizhu, Wriothesley

Is there a test coming up that you didn't study for? Did you fall asleep in class and miss an entire lecture and now you don't know how to do that Statistics assignment? Well, look no further than Alhaitham!

He's the smartest we got and is the best tutor you'll ever find. From being eye candy to intelligent as hell, there isn't a subject he can't help teach. Do not make that chemistry joke with him, he will be disappointed.

Alhaitham knows the best way to increase work productivity and will help you get through your day with any type of work you have. He knows when to take breaks and will always have the perfect snacks prepared. Just make sure you can keep up with his strict routine!

"If you need help, just ask for it. I wouldn't want you to fail your classes."

!! Not the best with romance !!

While he's not good with the romance aspect of being a boyfriend, he's very good with studying. He often finds himself busiest during finals weeks and will limit his time with everyone to just three hours per day. These are the days where he's working from morning to night and only has enough time to sleep. He's very good at tutoring and often receives letters and gifts of thanks afterwards. He can still do dates and such (maybe a study date) or just a regular one, but he tends to be more awkward in that sense as he's not very used to it. Over time, he's learned a good way to reward the renters. Kisses on their cheeks tend to help a lot. He'll also let you take short naps on his lap and will even massage your shoulders if needed while you work.

Wriothesley | ★★★★★

1200 mora/hr.

All expenses must be covered by you.

Maximum of four consecutive days for a total of 96 hours.

Only available for special events currently.

No gender preference

Best compatibility: Alhaitham, Baizhu

Are you looking for a duke who's great at fighting and was a prison administrator? What a coincidence, we have the perfect man for you! Wriothesley. While his name may be as confusing to pronounce as Worcestershire sauce, his companionship is just a legendary! He's charismatic, loves tea, can totally teach you how to fight, and has a voice as smooth as butter.

Wriothesley is tall, dark haired, and has been voted the most popular in the last four polls in a row! His intelligence and prowess speak for themselves and don't let anyone stop you from hiring him!

Need to scare off a trashy ex? Just looking for a handsome man to hold your hand as you walk down the street? Attending a wedding where everyone keeps pestering you to find a person to settle down with? Wriothesley's got you covered. He's great at memorizing family names, faces, and titles. He'll impress your family and get them off your back for good.

"Come and fall in love with me. I'll make it worth your time."

As stated above, Wriothesley has won the popularity poll for four months in a row and continues to dominate. While he's lost the position to others such as Kazuha, Xiao, and Cyno, he holds no bad blood between them and is often hired alongside another for the same renter. Due to his increasing popularity, he is the most expensive Boyfriend to rent BUT has made exceptions before. He's also a great choice to hire for a friend to surprise them as "their boyfriend for the day". He's a fast learner and yes, you will fall in love with this man. Come to terms with it before you hire him.

Lyney | ★★★★☆

650 mora/hr.

All expenses must be covered by you.

Maximum of 8 hours per day. Works later hours as well.

Available for most events as well as holidays. Prices may vary

No gender preference

Best compatibility: Venti, Xiao, Kazuha

Ever wanted a private magic performance? Wanna see what it's like to date a magician? Look no further than our very own Lyney! Hailing from the land of water, Fontaine, he is a renowned magician!

Expect plenty of surprises as Lyney loves to catch people off guard. He tends to prefer simple dates, but grand ones are welcome if you insist. He is willing to teach you some small tricks, but most of them he won't reveal. Is he trying to steal your heart? Yeah, he definitely is.

If you're feeling sad or lonely, feel free to hire Lyney. He's willing to work late (meaning you can hire him at 10pm if you want) and he'll be at your doorstep within the hour.

Lyney is one of the few, other than Baizhu and Alhaitham, who are willing to work later in the day. Normally, most prefer to be hired earlier in the day so they have time to prepare and such before going on the date. Baizhu, Lyney, and Alhaitham are the few who can be hired after 8pm when most are unavailable. Lyney often brings some sort of gift with him, and like Cyno and Heizou, he's great at remembering faces.

[kaciebello]

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George Weasley ✂

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Ominis Gaunt ✂

ღ Trouble of three heads Summary: Sebastian sneaks something into the castle and the tiro tries to figure out what to do with it.

Sebastian Sallow ✂

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Draco Malfoy ✂

ღ Drunken confessions Summary: Draco has a crush, and as a typical teenage boy, he has no idea how to deal with it.

Percy Jackson and the Olympians

Luke Castelan ✂

ღ Band-aids of death Summary: Percy meets the band-aid dealer who has his friend so smitten ღ Bring a scythe to a sword fight Summary: The reader is gradually suspicious, not believing Clarisse is the lightning thief  ღ Strawberries with too many seeds Summary: Percy might feel like he is messing up the whole demigod thing, but he sure feels like he has friends here. ღ Offspring garden Summary: Luke and the reader are the unofficial parents of the camp, whether they like it or not. ღ Us before you and me Summary: Luke and the readers’ relationship before they became a couple. Luke is an absolute loser when it comes to crushes. ღ King of thieves Summary: Luke is naturally borrowing things without asking. He is rather shocked when someone beats him at his own game ღ Mission love Summary: Chris cannot stay still and tries to get his two besties together.

Clarisse La Rue ✂

ღ And they were girls together Summary: News gets to the reader about someone's crush., Clarisse wants to hear none of it.

Chris Rodriguez ✂

ღ One egg as the other Summary: Chris visits one of his favourite campers, purely just to annoy them. ღ Mission love Summary: Chris cannot stay still and tries to get his two besties together.

Nico Di Angelo ✂

ღ Sibling rivals, sibling allies Summary: Nico was aware his sibling loved him, to the point that lectures were inevitable.

[a-random-weeb]

Hiii can I request yandere Akutagawa, chuuya, dazai and fyodor with a fragile reader? Like very physically weak and faints a lot?

Bro I am the weakest most fragile person I know 😭 I don't faint though, sorry if you do. Sounds like it sucks

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Chuuya:

•He's so overprotective

•Like, way to overprotective

•bonus points if you're clumsy (like me 😭 bro I'm worse than sailor moon)

•Hes quick to kidnap you

•He can't have you getting hurt in this big, cruel world can he?

•Its physically impossible to to get hurt in the room he gives you, everything is baby proofed😭 I meant it when I said overprotective

•He's also really overbearing

•He's really worried about how often you faint

•He's always behind you, ready to catch you if you fall

•He won't give you physical punishments (unless he loses his temper) because you're so fragile

•If he does get physical, he'll cuddle you after apologizing, kissing the spots he hit and praising you

•He kind of likes how fragile you are though, it gives him all the more reason to protect you

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Fyodor:

•He loves how fragile you are

•It makes punishments easier, plus you're more submissive since he can easily hurt you

•He worries for how much you faint

•Like Chuuya, he's quick to kidnap you

•He wants to be the one to break you, not the outside world

•He's surprisingly gentle when you're good, ig that doesn't change much though

•He takes really good care of you when you faint

•He does like to play around with how much it takes to get you hurt

•He likes how easy it is to hurt you sometimes, he'll mock you a lot

•He always kiss the spots he hurt after his little sadistic moments

•He might praise you depending on how bad it was and how well you handled it

•If you're being good while he beats the fuck out of you and mocks you, prepare to be spoiled a little

•He'll hold you on his lap and let you cry into his chest/shoulder, whispering how proud he is while massaging the spots he hurt

•Theres a lot of ups and downs to this

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Dazai:

•He feels bad

•He doesn't kidnap you immediately, and it doesn't seem like he cares about how fragile you are. He teases you a lot and stuff

•But he's secretly really worried

•Eventually his worry gets to him, and he kidnaps you

•He doesn't hurt you at first unless you try to run away, you're still learning the rules

•But he will hurt you after the first month or so

•Not too bad, you're in enough pain how it is

•Other then that he's pretty gentle with you

•He's always worried about you fainting and whatever

•All he does is worry for you, making him obsess over you more

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Akutagawa:

•He panics when you get hurt

•He doesn't know what to do

•He probably doesn't kidnap you for awhile, he debated it forever

•one day he panics so much he kidnaps you, he has too many nightmares about you getting hurt, at least you can be safe under his protection

•He never, ever hurts you physically, even if you disobey

•He just wants to to be comfortable and safe

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I would've written more for akutagawa but I really hurt the thumb I type with most, so it's painful to type rn, sorry

[sahisan]

Hiiiii!!! May I ask for a wanderer x gn reader wherein they are rivals suddenly turning into roommates?

This can be hc and/or a fanfic, whatever is comfortable for you.

★ summary: wanderer x gn!haravatat scholar!reader. nahida assigning you to work on a project, translating an ancient plate with old runes in inazuman language, and she happens to have a certain someone by her side who may be willing to help. (im so bad at summaries im sorry)

☆ cw: sfw. fluff. rivals (enemies) to friends (??? idk there's no romance pointed out (but you can say enemies to lovers if you see it in here)). and they were roommates. kinda. wanderer stealing your tea at night. open ending (cliffhanger?). 1000 words.

☾ a/n: the "wanderer stealing your tea at night" part in the fic was so random i genuinely see myself as a genius for hc'ing him that way ohmygod. thank you anon, i really enjoyed writing this one.₍⁠₍⁠ ⁠◝⁠(⁠　ﾟ⁠∀⁠ ﾟ⁠ ⁠)⁠◟⁠ ⁠⁾⁠⁾

"what?!" your voice echoed through the space of the sanctuary of surasthana as you stared at the small figure of the dendro archon in front of you with wide-open eyes.

this can't be happening.

"why am i being paired up with him? he's not even a scholar!" you protested.

but that's not even the worst.

"and the worst! why is he going to live with me in the time of our project?" you threw up your hands, pitying yourself and mentally preparing for what will happen.

"nahida, my dearest, spare my life, would you?" you begged the small archon, trying to convince the goddess to have mercy on the poor you.

nahida knew that you both couldn't stand each other - your constant rambling about how tha "hat guy" often can't keep his mouth shut, continuously speaking out loud his thoughts about you- no, not thoughs, they were insults of his own kind, and you often found yourself mumbling about how irritating he is in the empty rooms of the house of daena; she also listened to how wanderer complained about you - you, who dared to snatch his hat away while he accidentally fell asleep on one of many lectures in the akademiya. yet not only you took it away, you also had the courage to place it on your disgusting head, and walk with it on around for the time he was asleep!

"the runes that were found in those ruins are written in inazuman, [name]. and wanderer is... well-familiar with that language and the nation itself." the young goddess explained in her calm tone of voice, keeping away most of the details.

"but nahida, have mercy, there's no way we coul-"

your pleas were cut off with nahida's small frown and intense stare. you couldn't help but sigh, hopeless.

you thought that when wanderer will have his enter to your house, the building will be blasting with his mocking comments out of everywhere, that arguments and occasional disagreements in everything wouldn't have their end. yet, you were wrong. you and wanderer were ordinary discussing the project of translating the old inazuman runes, talking through about who will deal with this or that topic in it, or who will translate the meaning of the old plate with those runes.

you ofthen found yourself surprised at how he would try to keep down his banter when he saw how exhausted you were after those lectures in the akademiya, so he just shut himself up in case he happened to walk on you in that state, and instead resented how you don't take care of yourself, devoting so much time to all the unnecessary languages ​​and useless pieces of paper called books.

but, there was one more thing.

since wanderer has recently moved to your house, your tea began to disappear as if a cat was sneaking into your kitchen at night, brewing ten cups of tea at once. you already had your suspicions on who could it be, but you needed to figure it out yourself.

so, you waited for him to appear at the usual place you two are meeting every morning for fresh breakfast (for you - a full breakfast, for the puppet - a cup of the bitterest tea you have ever tried in your entire life) - kitchen. sitting in fron of each other while he was already drinking the second cup of tea this morning, and you had just finished with your dish, just sitting there and granting you both with silence.

you took a deep breath, trying not to laugh at your own idea of breaking the silence.

"wanderer, dear, would you please enlighten me on why my tea has been dissipating every night since you got here?" you asked in a fake bittersweet tone, clearly hiding a laugh that has been brewing in your throat.

as he proceeded to raise the cup to his lips, but stopped after your words. wanderer's eyes glimmered with suspense. was he really that obvious, he thought?

"are you implying that-"

"yes."

"no, i am not stealing your tea at night." wanderer scoffs with a scowl on his features. he needed to get the suspicion off himself. "it even sounds like a joke, do you even hear yourself?"

"so how would you explain the magical disappearing of my tea?" you mockingly raised your eyebrows, prepping your chin and cheek on you palm, your elbow on the table.

"that's none of my concern, [name]." he deadpanned, not even bothering to look at your side. ah, good old mean wanderer. how you missed that.

you sighed with a smile that clearly showed that you definitely knew something, and laid the suss off of him for now.

for now.

yet, you decided to check on him later that night, as you were oh so right in your suspicions. you just needed to cast light on his small, silly doings that he denied every now and then. and so, you sneaked into your kitchen at night to prove your point.

what you saw clearly amused you - you needed you hold a hand over your mouth to not laugh out loud in the middle of the night. this was too predictable.

wanderer was leaning against the kitchen counter with his front, with his back turned to you. he was facing the window, the moonlight illuminating on his porcelain skin and indigo hair as if he was an angel from heaven himself. your feauters softened upon seeing him glaring up at the moon in thoughts, yet your eyes wandered off of wanderer and to the three already empty cups of tea next to him on the counter.

"i knew it would be you." you whispered, not bothering to hide a smile, as you heard him snort shortly after.

"...tch. no peace in this house even at night." wanderer sighed, taking another sip from the fourth cup of tea. he turned his head slightly to the side, a small, genuine smile coating his lips. "how irritating."

[issamultistan]

kinktober (reposted) | originally written in 2020

this series is entirely nsfw! please be warned, minors do not interact with ANY of my SMUT works.

summary: written in 2020, this kinktober was a small drabbles series where most of them are under 200 words! all of them contain a submissive, gender, and race neutral reader.

PLEASE REMEMBER TO READ CONTENT WARNINGS. some of these contain really sensitive content. with that being said, thank you for reading my work!

key/guide:

✧ = fluffy smut, ✦ = hard smut

☆ = angsty smut, ★ = humorous smut

☾ = my favorites, ☽ = audience favorites

♡ = any works, ♥︎ = special/full fics !!

♡ 1. jeong yunho — spanking. ✦

♡ 2. kang seulgi — dirty talk.

♡ 3. joshua hong — public sex. ✦

♡ 4. jung jaehyun ft. ‘97 line — bukakke. ✦ ☽

♡ 5. yoon jeonghan — humiliation. ☾

♡ 6. matthew kim — size kink. ✧ ☾

♡ 7. mark tuan — creampie.

♡ 8. im nayeon — latex/leather.

♡ 9. kang daniel — asphyxiation/breath play. ✧

♡ 10. choi beomgyu — edging.

♡ 11. kim seungmin — sadism/masochism. ✧

♡ 12. kim jungeun — mistress/slave. ✦

♡ 13. hwang yeji — corruption.

♡ 14. do kyungsoo — sensory deprivation. ✧

♡ 15. choi yuna — nipple play.

♡ 16. min yoongi — waxplay. ✦

♡ 17. lee ten — blood kink. ✦

♡ 18. bang chan — daddy kink. ☾

♡ 19. seo soojin — somnophilia. ✧

♡ 20. lee jeno — pet play. ✧

♡ 21. skz ‘00 line — double penetration. ★

♡ 22. johnny suh — glory hole.

♡ 23. chang seungyeon — shibari. ✧ ☾

♡ 24. son chaeyoung — voyeurism.

♡ 25. park sooyoung — boot worship. ✦

♡ 26. jeon jiwoo — shower sex. ✧

♡ 27. lalisa manoban — branding.

♡ 28. ahn heeyeon — mirror sex.

♡ 29. han jisung — omorashi. ✦

♡ 30. ha sooyoung — sex toys. ✧

♥︎ 31. hwang hyunjin — lingerie.

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[blacksapphhicmaddonna]

BSM X MBF Collab Pt. 1: Maria Rambeau!

Refresher on the rules/goal linked here!

For this one, the ship options were:

1- Carol Danvers

2- Someone else?/No Ship!/Pass (First author chooses)

3- Reader

MBF(@mybonafidefeelings) chose #2!

Disclaimers:

As always, all main characters are BLACK and all content is written by GENDER EXPANSIVE BLACK SAPPHICS.

We do not, under any circumstances, give consent for our works (collective or individual) to be used to train AI, copied or stolen. If you have any questions, please reach out to either of us.

Some of the dividers are from @firefly-graphics

If you want to be tagged, pls comment on this post!

Word Count: 1,197

CW: Slightly misogynistic joke made by a woman to another woman, mentions of menstrual products

MARIA RAMBEAU X BLACK!OLD FRENEMY/LI (OC)

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"What's the damn difference between extra strength and extra strong dish soap?" Maria huffed to herself as she did her best to hurry down the nearly empty isles of the grocery store.

It had taken her nearly the whole day to make it to the grocery store, which only added to her already sour mood. It was hot, her hair was sweating out in the back, work was hell, Monica was home with the chicken pox, and she only had 15 minutes to get everything she needed and check out. And now she couldn't figure out what dish soap to buy. She couldn't wrap her head around why people couldn't just be straight forward with what they were trying to sell you. Is being strong not the same as having strength? She huffed again, trying to pull herself together. She knew it didn't matter which one she chose, the dishes would still get washed - she just wanted at least one choice she made to mean something. Sighing and grabbing the one closest to her, she ran down the isle and turned to the next as she pulled out her crumpled up list from her pocket.

Repeating it's contents to herself, she ruffled through the isle with jagged agility. Pulling boxes of elbow noodles off the shelf while her cart was still rolling down, grabbing it just in time to stop in front of the crushed tomatoes. If someone was paying enough attention, they might think she was a superhero, which her daughter often called her. She shuddered at the thought usually, for reasons she seldom gave herself the time to think about - but Monica often wondered if she'd feel differently if she could see herself outside of herself, when she did things like this.

She made her way through the store like this until she only had two things left. Ground beef and tampons. Both necessary, both across the store from each other. With an even deeper sigh, she darted across the store to the isle with hygiene products. She grabbed a few boxes without looking and ran back, hoping no one had touched her cart. Thankfully there really was hardly anybody in the store aside from some middle aged white guy with an attitude problem, but he was already checking out. She was thankful that she wouldn't have to deal with him, although she felt bad for the teenage cashier. After ringing the bell for the meat counter and finally accepting that no one was going to serve her, she settled for the cheaper beef and headed to the front with her cart.

As she rolled her cart into the isle and finished unloading, she browsed the shitty magazines and considered a candy bar against her better judgement, not noticing the person walking up behind her.

"You could use a candy bar. You look thin." A smooth, almost mischievous voice saunters in from behind her, sending a rise of tingles up her spine. Although it registers as somewhat familiar to her, Maria is exhausted and definitely doesn't have time for whatever sleaze is about to piss her off. Turning around with a mostly justified fury (because only some of it is misdirected today, which is better than most days), she's ready to burn whoever dared to tell her what she could use.

"Who the hell do you think-" "Most women would take that as a compliment, but you're certainly not most women, are you Maria?" says the tall, handsome, definitely mischievious woman standing behind her. And for one, much longer than it should've been moment of confusion, comfort, and most importantly - the absence of any fury, Maria Rambeau is speechless for the first time in a LONG time.

While she's stuck, the woman puts her few items, including the candy bar on the black conveyor belt and chuckles. As her arm retracts back, Maria's senses are overcome with the jasmine, cade and that familiar distinct sweetness of juniper berry mixed with vanilla and shea butter. Only the sound of the person speaking over the intercom shakes her from this unexpected trance, a moment too late as she blinks herself back while the woman who's now snuck in front of her is paying for everything, including a tip for the cashier who's now blushing as she begins to bag the items.

"I didn't need you to do that!" Maria exclaims, shocking even herself with how shrill her voice sounds as she pulls bills out of her wallet. "I know you don't, but you were standing there like a deer caught in some headlights and the store is closing. I don't want your money, Maria." Maria nearly shudders at the use of her name being wrapped in this familiar cadence and tone. The woman is grabbing the bags now, walking away with that annoyingly smug demeanor she always has. Maria snaps out of it again, closing her wallet and running behind her by the time she's already out the sliding doors.

"Rowe." The taller woman stops and takes a moment before turning around, holding both bags with a smile that's definitely hiding something. "What are you doing here?" Maria asks. "Wouldn't you like to know?" Rowe teases back, testing the waters. "Give me my stuff. I'll send you a money order." Maria welcomes back the fury like a shitty roommate she's used to living with. Rowe just laughs as Maria snatches the bag and walks past her to her car. "You'd need my address to do that, my love." Maria holds back another shudder. She keeps walking, determined to force this out of her mind in the next 20 minutes and pretend it never happened. Determined not to think about it, determined not to wait for her to leave and follow her. "Alright, alright! I thought you'd laugh but I can see nothing is very funny to you today huh?" She says as she walks up next to Maria, still trying to poke and prod at least a smile out of the pilot. "What are you doing here, Charles?" "Ouch, back to last names." She says dramatically as she pretends to be wounded in the chest. "I'm here for work." She says, waiting to see Maria's reaction - which she won't give her. Maria feels some sort of relief, knowing the woman will have to leave sooner or later. "6 months, if you were wondering, Rambeau." Maria once again stops in her tracks. She looks up at the woman with a mix of confusion, bewilderment, and excitement? "Enjoy your dinner. See you around?" The taller woman asks with a smile as she drops the candy bar into Maria's bag and walks off, not getting into a car but walking straight out of the parking lot. Maria just stands there, stuck and stuck and stuck for what feels like forever.

Finally getting into her car, she prays it doesn't stall again and reaches around for her sunglasses. Looking next to her, she sees the candy bar and sighs. Taking a bite and trying to level her breathing, she pulls out. Still determined to pretend the interaction she just had didn't happen, and praying the woman won't be at work on Monday.

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lmk how you feel! can't wait to see what @mybonafidefeelings does with this!

[punk1nl0v333]

★☆about me☆★

a little bit about me, because why not <3

DISCLAIMER: if you know me IRL…. get outta here (unless ur matthew or ashton)

the name is charlie. pronouns are any i guess. i am genderfluid and bisexual. scenemo? a wee bit goth? I AM A MINOR.

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leo sun, leo moon, taurus rising. august 19th. spiritual and pagan, respect all religions.

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some of my amazing mutuals: @hoe4kai @hearts4golbach @sparky4577 @bornandraisediniowa @teapartyprincess4two

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music ~ HER’s, radiohead, weezer, the smiths, the smashing pumpkins, DOGBRETH, nuclear tourism, meth wax, tv girl, sex drive culdesac, frank ocean, childish gambino, kendrick lamar, the beatles, sufjan stevens, mitski, panic! at the disco, pierce the veil (seen live!), blink-182 (seen live!), highschool, the cure, my chemical romance, sleeping with sirens, pigeon pit, peach pit, slipknot, korn, system of a down, strawberry alarm clock, michael cera, we the kings, fleetwood mac, avenged sevenfold, anti-flag, teen idles, chief keef, chase atlantic, michael jackson, billy joel, tears for fears, millionares, siouxsie and the banshees, molchat doma, she wants revenge, bauhaus, tokio hotel, and more tbh

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movies ~ call me by your name, dead poets society, la la land, mean girls, princess and the frog, adult world, megamind, the lorax, the perks of being a wallflower, paper towns, TASM, ITSV/ATSV, deadpool 1&2, coraline, paranorman, hocus pocus, beetlejuice, boxtrolls, kubo and the two strings, the red turtle, scream, then came you (2018), senseless, SLC punk, tangled, my little pony equestria girls/rainbow rocks/friendship games/legend of everfree, big time movie, ferris bueler’s day off, heathers, bill and ted’s excellent adventure, say anything, the proposal

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tv shows ~ american horror story, community, how i met your mother, big bang theory, school spirits, new girl, rick and morty, brooklyn 99, modern family, AHS. (but i already mentioned that), adventure time, sugar rush (can’t lie it slaps), schitts creek

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books ~ the perks of being a wallflower, the bell jar, paper towns, the obsession, want to go private?, girl stolen, gone girl, call me by your name, to kill a mockingbird, the tempest, catcher in the rye, around the world in 80 days, percy jackson series

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youtubers ~ danny gonzalez, drew gooden, kurtis conner, dylan is in trouble, the sturniolo triplets, filmcooper, sam and colby, jake webber, johnnie guilbert, bobbybroccoli, larray, quen blackwell, carrington

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people i will write about ~ evan peters (and his characters), sam golbach, colby brock, carrington bornstein, jake webber, johnnie guilbert, tyler/hansumfella, milo manheim (and his characters), percy jackson (book/logan lerman version), charlie kelmeckis, matt/chris sturniolo, nick sturniolo (strictly platonic), tara yummy, and others if they come up

❝ rules and boundaries ❞

¡ rules and boundaries for my writing and recommendations !

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any creators that have specified boundaries about fanfiction will not be included, and please inform me if they have specified and i’ve written about them, and it will be taken down immediately.

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do not repost my work onto other websites, such as wattpad or ao3. do not “take inspiration” from my work without permission and without tagging me, it is all original unless stated otherwise (permitted inspiration or request will always be tagged). if you want to translate my work, ask for permission first and keep it on tumblr, and credit.

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im not comfortable writing mlm, or trans!fem reader, as an afab person i don’t think i can get the proper perspective and it doesn’t feel like my place to write that. gn!reader and fem!reader are always the table, however

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if a character is underage, i will not write anything but platonic/sibling type fics. the ONLY exception from this rule is tate langdon, considering the murky ghost/age rules.

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I AM A MINOR. i don’t mind adults interacting, but please please do not be creepy.

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i will add onto this if anything comes up and i hope you enjoy my future work :)

love always,

charlie.

[yzashaven]

can i req needy dom scara..

Like like like like ... he goes away on a mission for wayyy too long.. and the moment he slips inside he starts mumbling and groaning about how much he needed this and how much he missed it..

there isn't an emoji for how blushy and giggly this man makes me holy shit explodes

FEATURING ! scaramouche x fem!reader

CONTENTS ! needy scara ngh, bit of fluff at the start (i tried), some praise(?), reader gets called love, baby, and good girl, creampie, nipple play like once, desperate fucking

NOTE ! WAHHHH I LOVE THAT SO MUCH ANONNN SOOOO i really hope i did your ask proper justice despite being finished late 🙏 not rly proofread

being away from your lover is definitely excruciating, especially if it's for a long time. your boyfriend, scaramouche, is making you feel that pain right as we speak. but you still do your best to understand that he can't just abandon his duties, even if it meant consequences like thisㅡbeing away from you for roughly 3 months now. archons, you just hope that he's doing alright and nothing bad happened to him. when you visited him at his base at the zapolyarny palace, a few subordinates were guarding around the area. it was easy for you to make your way inside since scaramouche made sure that everyone knew of you and your relationship. a few soldiers greeted you but you ignored them and kept walking pretty quickly, eager to just see him again already. once outside of his office, you turn the handle only to find out that it's locked. reaching into your purse and grabbing a spare key he gave you before unlocking the said door. once you opened it, there he is.

scaramouche was standing at the front of his desk laying down a bunch of paperwork about his recent investigations seeming busy like always. upon hearing the door suddenly open, he sighs deeply as his voice was laced with the usual aggressive and rudeness. "ever heard of knocking? what do you want?" he practically yelled which caught you off guard but stood your ground, you were used to this, closing the door behind and locking it once again. he rubs his temples before turning around with an angry look on his face, "i said what do youㅡah..." his gaze softens, "...my love." you rush to embrace him tightly, fingers combing through your hair as he plants a kiss on the top of your head, "i missed you." you whisper out, leaning into his chest to listen to his heartbeat. "i missed you too, love. but i'm back now so..."

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"fuck, you feel so good..." scaramouche whimpers out as he slowly pushes himself inside you, one inch at a time. once it was all was situated deep inside you, he let out a groan followed by a few experimental gentle thrusts of his hips. "i-i missed this feeling so much-ah..." he says, slowly pulling back until only the tip is inside your wet hole only to gently push back all the way inside, "i needed this, i really did. i needed you so bad." his hands slip under your thighs to hold them apart, allowing him to reach deeper places that made you mewl out in utter pleasure, moaning his name. leaning down to plant kisses along your neck all the while he begins to move his hips at a slow pace that gradually accelerated as the feeling of desperation fills his body. movements sharp and fast yet his words were what seemed of submission, want and need, lost in the addictive feeling.

"s-so good, so fucking good." he says as a raspy whisper directly in your ear, sending shivers to your body. one of his hands make their way up your body to grope one of your bouncing breasts, teasing your sensitive nipple by flicking it gently and pinching at it. faster and harder, he goes. driving you ever so closely to the edge. "i want you to cum on my cock." scaramouche locks his eyes with yours, gaze soft yet stern in a way. "can you do that for me like the good girl you are?" now, his voice is a bit shaky as he feels himself growing closer as well, wanting to reach that release together as if in perfect harmony. you nod frantically, legs shaking as your orgasm feels so so sooo close. "c-cumming...scara!" you cry out as you writhe underneath him. and to add to that, his hand that was previously on your breast is suddenly now at your clit, rubbing it lovingly.

"cum for me, please. i'm so fucking close-nghh..." it seems as if he's the one begging you this time. "cum for me... cum with me. please, baby, i need to feel you orgasm around me." his tone becomes even more needy and desperate than it already was. along with his thrusts, speed increasing in attempts to reach deeper into you and get both of you to let go of that knot at the same time. his breathing uneven as whimpers and groans are all that left his agape lips. soon enough, you cum undone right then and there and even feel a certain warmness fill up your pussy, and reaching the womb it seems. after calming down, he looks at your panting figure below him before smirking mischievously.

"i don't wish to tire you, but please... i need more of you, i missed you too much."

[fredgeorgegredfeorge]

hi! welcome to the shitstorm! it’s been a really long time since i’ve written for hp so please bear with me while i get the hang of it again. if you’ve read any of my works already and came to check out some more, thanks! also, if you’ve left any comment on my stuff i have def read them and appreciated them dearly, even if i haven’t responded :)

requests: OPEN (please be respectful and patient with me, I’ll do my best to get to them as soon as I can!)

taglists: please specify if you want to be on a general taglist, a fic taglist, or for a specific person 🫶🏻

disclaimer: tis’ all fiction and imagination, as well as non-cannon, and i will never claim otherwise! also, i try to keep my works 100% original; i do not read as much as i write, and i would hate for someone to think im copying them in any way. also, please don’t steal my stuff :) please be kind to me and everyone else. this blog is a safe spot. my feelings get hurt easily, and i will not stand for any disrespect towards others. thanks in advance 🫶🏻

♡ - fluff, ☾ - smut, ★ - angst

as always, be kind, stay happy, and shoot me a message anytime if you want to chat!

p.s. my wattpad is toxmaxdox, i write there too 😁

Fred Weasley

green-eyed monster | ♡ ☾ ★

For the first time ever, Fred Weasley finds himself jealous over the only person in the world he needn’t worry a bit about.

[piedinthepiper]

★ Masterlist ★

I write for all members of BTS, send me a request! <3

Disclaimer: I will write every request, but have patience. The ones that interest me the most will be written first, and I can’t guarantee how quickly it’ll be published. Thank you for your understanding!

Disclaimer: I write darker fics. Every fic will contain individual warnings. Please read the warnings and if any of the warnings trigger you, or you’re under 18 ¡do not read! I’m not your mother, and I don’t take any accountability for what you decide to read online!

↓ Read more if you’re interested ↓

KNJ ✮

Yet to come…

KSJ ★

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Liked ★

Yandere!seokjin x reader

Wc: 5.9k

Summary: Summary: You liked him, liked as in past tense. Liked as in you didn’t like him anymore. He didn’t believe it for a second, and he’ll do anything to make you like him again.

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MYG ☾

Yet to come…

JHS ✰

Yet to come…

PJM ˖ ⊹

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Prima ballerina ˖ ⊹

Yandere!jimin x ballerina!reader

Wc: 4.3k

Summary: What’s the difference between a great ballerina and the greatest ballerina? The answer is Park Jimin. And he had his eyes on you in more than a professional way.

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Disease ˖ ⊹

Doctor!jimin x reader

Wc: 2.3k

Summary: You’ve had a sore throat for months now, good thing Doctor Jimin has a cure.

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Before: Disease ˖ ⊹

Yandere!jimin x bully!reader

Wc: 2.1k

Summary: before everything went down in his doctors office

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KTH ⋆⭒

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You owe me pt. 2 ☆ | 1 | 2 |

Mafia!Jungkook x psychologist!reader x mafia!Taehyung (slightly)

Wc pt. 2: 7.4k

Summary: His efforts seem pointless. But when it comes to jealousy, anger and you, he just can’t help himself. And neither can you.

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JJK ☆

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You owe me ☆ | 1 | 2 |

Yandere!mafia!Jungkook x psychologist!reader

Wc pt. 1: 6.9k

Summary: It’s your job to help people, but is he really suffering? At least it’s a case of the crazy and obsessive syndrome.

Wc pt. 2: 7.4k

Summary pt. 2: His efforts seem pointless. But when it comes to jealousy, anger and you, he just can’t help himself. And neither can you.

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Your girl ☆ | 1 | 2 |

Soft!yandere!Jungkook x Namjoons gf!reader

Wc: 2.7k

Summary: He’s loved you for a long time and is certain that you also feel the same. The only problem is that you have a boyfriend…aka his best friend.

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

ARCHIVED TANGERINE MASTERLIST.

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posts from 31/01/23 - 08/06/23

KEY:

☾ -> fluff/ comfort

★ -> smut

✧ -> angst

blank -> miscellaneous

disclaimer: these are all badly written, I just didn’t want to delete them

attention ☾

book worm ☾

issues ✧?

stairs ★

about time ☾

meeting lemon ☾

lucky aim

coffee shop ☾

change of partners

new home

breathe ☾/✧

crap day ☾

not letting go ✧

ask her out ☾

the mutant gene

new little family ☾

welcome home ☾

get ready for bed ☾

grumpy x sunshine ☾

sickness comfort ☾

why didn’t you tell me? ✧?

you saved mine, I saved yours ☾/✧

work break surprise ★

before bed treat ★

one of us

CIA to MIA

incase of emergency ✧

wrong turn ★

strangers ✧

one of us (part 2) ☾/✧?

CIA to MIA (part 2)

spiked ☾/✧

sickness comfort (2) ☾

too much ★

watch the step ☾

in public ★

nsfw alphabet// hc’s ★

praise ★

change ★

toothache ☾

comfort ☾

run off ✧?

extra treats ☾

needy ★

after mission breather ☾

uncomfortable encounter ✧?

potty mouth ☾

ace of hearts ✧

prove it ★

taste ★

period comfort ☾

wait til later -> ★/suggestive

can’t be quiet ★

paper break ★

leave ✧

birthday ☾

the three musketeers ☾

uncle lemon’s brother ☾

withhold ☾/✧?

easy like sunday morning ★

assassin in training ✧?

intruders ✧

reassurance ☾

distance ✧?

one writer, one reader ☾

expecting ☾

© little-miss-dilf-lover // all work is my own. please do not copy, rewrite or translate any of my work on any platforms.

[eclipsedpascal]

Starlust | a series

Pairing | Din Djarin x Female reader

The solace of sorgan was sought by many, but one krill farmer had always dreamed of venturing out from the desolate planet and into the stars. Her quaint village had been her only world, so when a Mandalorian and peculiar child present the unsung chance to traverse the galaxy alongside them, she knows she must do anything to take it.

Warnings | Use of blasters. (No use of Y/N, Follows canon closely, Slowburn, Eventual Smut)

Word count | 3.3k

Author's note | This is my first Pedro fic! Wowie. Hopefully, I can keep consistent and update this series regularly. I've also never written a series before? Or slow burn? so I pray this isn't garbage eek. *Not proof read*

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The ripples of hot water danced with a pearlescent sheen, reflecting the high sun as it clouded through the rising steam. The pond's surface only fluttered following your movements, its small body swaying with yours as you scanned the depths for Krill. Prancing upwards from the deep, the crustaceans' translucent blue bodies flailed daringly through the air before falling back to the water, leaving dimples and wavelets in their wake that lapped at the water-logged cloth of your hip. A moment of still allowed the water's tension to form, falling back to peace and concealing the teetering Krill within. You stood with heavy hands that held a wicker basket in their grips, edging for a moment of clarity in the foggy depths until you could drive them below. 

Breaking surface, the water sloshed when the shallow wicker dove into it, rising back quickly to display dozens of Krill jerking in every direction, suspended in the steamed air. Pouring your catch to the steepened bucket on the turf behind you, you noted its rim was now flush with blue bodies, some even piling higher than your head currently stood.

Trudging wet boots towards the village centre, you came across the rest of the day's harvest and added your own to the vast collection. It was nearing four weeks since the last Klatooinian attack, and the fruitful harvest before you sat there only because of the help from some peculiar guests still quartered in the barn.

A Mandalorian and an ex Shock-trooper, an unlikely pair, you had thought, but their refuge in the village had liberated your people from a previously ironclad grip of the local Klatooinians. Their tribe had rained terror on the village for years, growing fiercer with each hit and stealing more of the harvest each time they ventured through. The new visitors had taught you to fight, to fend for yourself against the raging attacks, and in doing so, saved you all.

A choir of giggles scampered by you, the children who voiced them near toppling you over as they brushed past, chasing and weaving through the houses and ponds. "Careful!" You smiled them off as they ran, hearing shouted apologies that waned towards their end with the distance already between you.

Among the children running amuck was an unusual boy. A green child with curled white hair spread thinly over wrinkled skin. He stood only a foot tall, his tiny body shrunken inside a beige robe that covered all but his head and three-fingered hands. He was inquisitive by nature, constantly scouring the ponds for Sorgan frogs with his gigantic brown eyes and listening for their hops with his overtly large ears.

He had arrived with the Mandalorian a few weeks before, and the children befriended the little alien immediately. Enamoured by his constant mischief and unnatural hunger, his quirks were like none their young minds had ever known.

But whether or not the beskar man had fathered the child or was merely harbouring him as cargo was unbeknownst to you. The child's lack of a name showed disinterest from his caretaker, and yet he was protective of the boy. Ridiculously so. He hardly let him out of sight, standing by the barn door as he played, back propped against its woven frame and presumably monitoring from behind the unmoving steel of his helmet.

That's where you found him now, standing in watch and holding passing conversation with Cara, your other guest. His stance seemed unfit for a man of his status, armour-clad and weapons-ready, he looked prepared for battle, yet his shoulders slumped, relaxing his weight onto the barn behind him. 

Gurgles and coos branched up from your feet, bringing your attention to the green child below whose hands were outstretched and grabbing towards you. His nails clawed at the dampness of your trouser leg, grip clamping down before you lifted him to settle on the ledge of your hip. "How's my favourite whomp rat?" You proposed your question with what had become a regular nickname for the little scoundrel, and he mouthed a gasping smile when you moved your free hand to tickle his tummy.

Bubbling as he squirmed in your grip, his movements slowed with a yawn, the stretch of his mouth contrasting his tired eyes when they squeezed shut in his exhaustion. Burrowing his head towards your shoulder, the boy had decided to nap in the comfort of your arms rather than return a few extra feet to his doting Mandalorian.

Chuffing at his closeness, you strolled towards the barn with the resting babe clung to your side. "Mando?" catching his attention, his helmet turned to you, lowering slightly as he assessed the tired-out buddle in your arms. 

"Chasing stray Krill must have tuckered him out. Poor guy couldn't even make it back to bed." You chuckled your words, doing your best to converse with the Mandalorian, but you wouldn't pretend it was easy. You found yourself constantly nervous to approach him. His many plates of armour and plethora of weapons certainly didn't paint him as the most inviting to casual conversation. 

"Come're, Kid" He took the child from your arms and cradled him to his chest, beskar helmet peering down and gloved fingers moving to adjust the child's robe to lay over him more comfortably.

The inability to read his features or figure out his modulated tone often left you wondering if the Mandalorian was truly made of flesh or just a freakishly convincing protocol droid. But when you saw the man's affection for the child, you couldn't help but feel you were witness to the naked emotion that strong armour fought so tirelessly to hide. 

You didn't want to slight him. You admired the Mandalorian more than anyone you were yet to meet. To be a benevolent warrior was one thing, but to uphold the strictest creed in the known galaxy with such willingness was devotion you had not seen before. It couldn't help but intimidate you at times.

Cara stood from her seat, discarding her empty Spotchka cup on a nearby table and patting the Mandalorian's right pauldron. Leaning into her grip, she gazed over his shoulder at the creature snoozing in his arms. "It's gonna break his little heart." her hand slipped down the steel, pushing off him as she departed the barn porch.

This puzzled you, eyebrows creasing and lips parting to speak but unsure what to ask. The mandalorian took notice of this and gruffed a sigh through his modulator. He repositioned his stance, his posture correcting itself from its previously relaxed state and muscles tensing to stand taller. 

"Can I have a word?" His sudden solemnity surprised you. You had never surpassed small talk with him before.

"Of course." You didn't protest; there was no need. You were curious to see what the man of steel could be so keen to share.

He entered the barn, placing the child in his crib and allowing him to continue his premature nap. Your damp footing followed only to the uncurtained doorway, stopping to watch the soft action and sleepy babe with adoring eyes from a distance. The barn had been lived in by the trio of outsiders for over a month now, yet the only remnants of their beings were a few ruffled blankets amid hay-bestrewn floorboards and an amban sniper rifle propped precariously against some storage boxes. You had always longed to know what vast treasures could be found off-planet, but it appeared these particular travellers had yet to bring any aside from weapons. You supposed vagabonds like themselves didn't have room for a whole lot of stuff, never mind the galaxy's luxuries.

Coming back around to you, the Mandalorian motioned you to walk with him. And you did. 

The pair of you walked past the seeded ponds, the muddied and soaked turf between them squelching under your feet as you made your way to the skirts of the tree line. It was spring, and the grass was flush with yellow and blue flora. Innumerable blossomed buds peeked through the grass, waiting until you were within reach before their petals folded themselves shut and waiting again until you were again at a safe enough distance to open themselves without danger.

"It's very.. nice here." The Mandalorian halted his movements, turning to face you with hesitant words. They sounded... nervous, you thought.

"I'm glad you think so." You responded with a gentle smile, the sun behind him reflecting off his mirrored helmet and causing you to squint your eyes slightly.

"I think it's clear he's... He's happy here. Safe here." He motioned his hand towards the barn, alluding to the boy soundly asleep inside, unaware of what his caretaker was currently suggesting.

"Yes, he is." You thought back on the countless occasions you had caught the child rummaging through the krill stocks or playing with the other children in the fields. "We all adore him. Both of you."

"I-" he seemed to trip over his words, clearing his throat before speaking again. "I don't belong here."

This wasn't the news you had hoped to hear. The village was eternally grateful to Mando and, in recent times, had grown fond of his forthright company. 

"You could." You took a pause, breathing in the sorgan air and turning to the townsfolk you knew as family and friends still farming their ponds. "You could lead a normal life here. You and the child" You looked back to Mando, his beskar still focused on you. 

"It's better this way. I don't belong here." He repeated his previous words. "Travelling with me. That's no life for a kid. I can't keep him safe." 

You knew he was right. From what you had heard, bounty hunting was a dangerous profession and demanding enough that duelling childcare as a single father alongside it would be too hazardous. Despite his sound reasoning, you couldn't help but fear how the poor child would cope without his company. Stars, he couldn't even let mando stroll through the forests without clinging desperately to his side the entire time. Cara was right. This would break his little heart.

And you would admit, the thought of the Mandalorian leaving cratered deep in your chest too. No more late nights gathered around the fire, listening as he weaved the children vague stories of adventures he'd been on; Blaster battles between the skyscrapers of Coruscant and Bounty hunts through the casinos of Cantonica. You dreamed of it every night you slept and brooded over it each morning you woke. It had been enough to re-spark a flame in your heart suffocated many years ago when you were only a girl. But the star lust you felt as a child paled in comparison to the depraved way you coveted each new morsel of information that sounded from that metal head of his.  

The universe stretched far and wide, yet you had seen none of it. At least with Mando, you had finally heard tales of the galaxy's wonders. Him returning to the stars meant losing that part of yourself all over again, and you weren't ready for that.

"What if-" You stopped your words too late, the beginning of a sentence you felt you had been edging your entire life towards tumbling out before you had decided if it should be said at all. "What if someone could care for him when you couldn't? A helping hand. That travelled with you, I mean. That way, he could stay with you on your ship." 

Silence. He uttered not a single word. Not a grunt or a sigh, not even his breath could be heard through the modulator. Was he considering your offer? Or was he stunned speechless, by the proposal of such a stupid idea? You instantly regretted your crass decision, regretted suggesting something so insane. You barely knew the man. Whilst you had deeply bonded with the child, you hadn't anything more than passing pleasantries with the cryptic Mandalorian. You had never seen his face, never known anything about him aside from the stories of savagery he called a job. You didn't even know his name.

After too long hearing only the birds and distant chatter of people still working nearby, your hot cheeks pushed your lips to a pout, preparing to apologise profusely for suggesting such an insane concept-

"I could use a crew member to help me with the little guy, and I can pay you handsomely." The blunt, baritone way he phrased his static words was nothing abnormal, but his blasé towards your idea without much further questioning was.

Your tongue had been caught before it could speak and was now frozen alongside everything else in your body, apart from your heart; It was racing faster than it ever had.

"Really? You would l-let me come?" You couldn't believe what you were hearing. If you had thought him to be so agreeable, you would have floated the idea weeks ago.

"Yes." His reply was Casual. So matter-of-fact, as if his answer wasn't one you had been antagonising over for your entire life. Of course, he didn't know that, and you hoped to keep it that way. He didn't need to worry about how happy-go-lucky his new crew mate would be just to step foot inside a starship. It would only cause to be another distraction the Mandalorian didn't need.

"O-okay." You nodded, fiddling your fingers around each other in a myriad of patterns. "When would we leave?"

"Soon." The man shifted his weight from one leg to another, taking a brief glance around the town he would soon be bidding farewell. "In the next day or two."

"Right." The realisation of leaving the only home you had ever known began to knock your mind. You were born here, not far from where you stood now. You would be leaving your family, the friends you had once toddled alongside and every comfort you had ever known, all for the risk of travelling alongside a bounty hunter and never knowing when or if you would even return. 

"Are you sure you can handle that?" He said, presumably noticing the staggered expression painting your face.

The thought was enough to make your stomach form summersaults and your sanity plead mercy on the idea of leaving at all. But this was your only chance, and the knowledge of that alone was worth risking everything else to take it. "Yes. I can."

Your confession couldn't help but tug the crease lines of your lips, drawing them to a smile. It was finally your turn.

"We should-" The Mandalorian's words were struck short when the exploding sound of a blaster shot thundered across the village. Within a half-second, Mando had shunned you behind him, pointing his blaster accusing towards the treeline. 

"Go get the kids!" He bellowed, already sprinting towards the noise and encouraging you to do the opposite. 

You and a few others shepherd the children into the barn, reinforcing the curtained door with storage boxes that each held at least three times your weight. The green child had stirred awake from the commotion entering his bedroom. Inspecting him, you took him from the crib and hurridly concealed him against your chest. The children's shallow cries and whispers filled the vapid wicker room, and you did your best to shush them. Holding their trembling bodies in a close huddle, you awaited in perforated silence for further word you were safe.

After five agonising minutes, the storage boxes came crashing to the ground, falling from their positions to the wooden floor with a series of harsh thumps that had you clenching the muscles of your face in a cringe. It was the Mandalorian, his chest falling with a heavy sigh as he reassured the children and concerned residents they were safe. 

His helmet moved to you. Unsure if he was eyeing you or the small boy in your arms, you said nothing. His shoulders slumped forward, the chin of his helmet making contact with his chest plate before raising his T-shaped visor to you both again. 

"Change of plans." His voice scraped through the modulator.

Of course. He wasn't taking you anymore. Your dreams were about to rain down in front of you to be buried among the hay-covered ground and forgotten forever. Your tensed heart raised to the height of your chest, a sour sensation inching its way up from the base of your stomach to the depths of your throat as you anticipated his subsequent words.

"We're leaving today."

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The shot was Cara's. She had taken out a bounty hunter situated between the trees before he could fire the blaster he had aimed straight into the barn window. The guy had been tracking Mando and the kid since before they even arrived. Apparently, the entire guild was hunting the child. Though Mando wouldn't tell you why he was being stalked, he told you the child would never be safe from the bounty placed on him as long as he stayed stationary. Even sorgan wasn't safe. The option to leave the child and you behind was no longer viable, and your new job as his travelling nanny would be more dangerous than you had once believed.

Bidding goodbye to your home was the hardest thing you had ever done. Separated not only by time, but physical distance, every blade of grass, each droplet of water, and giggle ever shared would rest behind you now. 

Informing your loved ones you were leaving should have had you blubbering enough to fill buckets, but the night had fallen, and the thousands of celestial objects decorating your sky began peering through the trees and whispering to you. There was no need for tears. This was your purpose.

You packed your satchel with haste, avoiding keeping the Mandalorian waiting or annoying him before your journey together had even begun. You grabbed as much clothing as possible, the spread of equality between the shirts and pants was almost definitely wrong, but you didn't have time to care. Pocketing a spotchka heavy flask and a blanket you were sure the little one would nab as soon as he got the chance, you tied the satchel shut and made your way to the waiting haul cart.

The moonlight flickered silhouettes of leafy branches, swaying in the gusts of wind that whistled through the village. The ponds were still now, all earlier activity having ceased and the day having come to its close. Dusk had seeped over the quaint town; the only light source was lanterns hung over doors and one that sat haphazardly on the edge of the haul cart.

You threw the bag to the back of the trailer, getting ready to clamber on when the Mandalorian offered you his guiding grasp. Thanking him, you sat yourself down opposite him. Taking one last glance around as the Mandalorian himself has done earlier in the sunlight. Though, unlike the Mandalorian's casual pass, your eyes had borne the weight of each detail they crossed, growing heavier and heavier until tears formed in their blurred stead.

Wiping your misty eyes, you turned to the beskar man, who tipped his head in question. Are you sure about this? He asked.

Yes. You nodded back.

Smacking the side of the cart with his gloved hands, he signaled the droid to start driving. You waved to the villagers left in your wake, and the little monster beside you did too. 

The stars await.

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