#'pala's masterlist | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

rubywolffxxx · 2 months ago

Text

Solo a Ella (Aegon x lectora)

Masterlist de mi autoría

Sinopsis: cuando Alicent descubrió que su hijo mantenía una cuestionable relación con la mucama, no tardó en intervenir. Aegon era un desastre, pero al menos era obediente. Asi que creyó que podría manejarlo. Se equivocaba.

Aegon adoraba a su mucama.

El rey de Westeros tenía una fascinación infinita por la mujer que se encargaba de mantener el orden en su cuarto y el de sus familiares.

Era el primer rostro que veía en la mañana, y el último en las noches. Lo escuchaba, lo aconsejaba y cuidaba con tal cariño que su maltratado corazón se aferró a esas muestras de interés con desesperación. Cuidaba su trato para con ella, pues ya había espantado a otros miembros del personal y no quería perderla también.

Era amable, simpático... Pasivo a todo lo que a ella se refería. Y poco a poco un sentimiento extra comenzó a nacer entre ambos, desencadenando en muestras mutuas de afecto que no tardaron en ser descubiertas por Alicent.

—¿Te acuestas con la mucama?—Alicent miró a su hijo, quien aún dormitaba en su cama.

—Solo nos divertimos, mamá. Ella me da su consentimiento... ¿por qué sería un problema?—

—... Te casarás con Helaena la próxima semana.—

Para cuando Aegon entendió el significado de aquello, Alicent ya había dejado el lugar.

¿Se casaría con su hermana?

____ terminaba de acomodar la mesa de bordado de Helaena aquella mañana, alabando sus recientes trabajos.

—¿Piensa hacer un vestido con estos, princesa? Por el tamaño y diseño serían perfectos para un corsé.—tomó unas enredaderas bordadas con pedrería.

—Para mi compromiso, quería armar algo bonito... ¿Me ayudas?—La joven que había estado de espaldas a Helaena volteó a mirarla al escuchar aquello.

—¿Con quién princesa? ¿Jacaerys?—

—Me temo que no... Será con Aegon.—

____ casi suelta lo que traía en manos.

Aegon no se sentía muy bien esa tarde. La noticia del casamiento no le importó mucho, pues era algo que se veía venir. Lo que lo preocupaba eran las libertades que él tenía ahora, y si se verían afectadas por su futura vida de casado.

Quería plantearle a su madre que no pensaba dejar sus placeres y vicios. Cumpliría con sus deberes y obligaciones, pero no pensaba atarse a Helaena sentimentalmente. Era su hermana, su esposa. No el amor de su vida.

Sonrió en cuanto la imagen de la joven castaña llegó a su mente.

Solo en ese momento, se dio cuenta de que ____ no había ido en la mañana a su cuarto cuanto su madre lo increpó. Y tampoco estuvo durante el desayuno, o el almuerzo...

Ya algo curioso por su ausencia, comenzó a buscarla por la fortaleza. No la encontró por ningún lado.

—¿Busca a alguien, señor?—lord Larys llamó su atención en plena escalera—. Ya ha pasado por aquí tres veces.—

—La mucama... ¿La ha visto por aquí?—

—¿La señorita ____?—Aegon asintió emocionado—. La he visto en el jardín, con las nuevas remodelaciones indicadas por su madre.—

—... ¿Por qué una mucama estaría en el jardín?—

—Ella ya no está vinculada a las tareas dentro de la fortaleza, príncipe. Pidió en la mañana que se la cambie a otro ámbito.—Aegon comenzó a preocuparse en verdad.

—Bonito arreglo, querida.—

____ miró orgullosa a aquel jardinero, quien miraba el pequeño cantero que acababa de plantar.

—¿Usted cree?—

—Elegiste buenos colores, acomoda la tierra y continua con el otro.—la chica asintió emocionada antes de levantarse y sacudir vagamente el polvo de su pantalón. Se dirigió a la carreta cargada de herramientas, tomando una pala pequeña.

Su mente comenzaba a planear cómo trabajaría el próximo cantero, cuando cierta persona asomada en el ventanal unos metros arriba llamó su atención. No tardó en desviar la mirada de nuevo a su tarea.

Aegon bajó enseguida al verla, sin poder disimular su ansiedad.

—Hola.—

—Buenas tardes, mi príncipe.—soltó ____ aún acomodando la tierra—. ¿Se le ofrece o necesita algo?—Aegon se agachó para estar a su altura, notando el esfuerzo que hacía la mujer por no mirarlo.

—Necesito que me digas qué haces aquí, cubierta de tierra... Eres mi mucama.—

—Era la mucama general, en todo caso... Y ya no lo seré. Como verá, ahora soy florista, príncipe.—le sonrió apenas. Aegon miró a la mujer levantarse y volver a la carreta, dejando la pala y empujando las herramientas a la siguiente cantera.

—... ¿Esto es por el compromiso?—

—Creo que es evidente.—

—Sabes que no me importa ese arreglo.—ella no contestó—. ¿Vas a ignorar esto que tenemos?—____ se cansó de disimular esa cortesía, y al ver que no había nadie cerca, lo enfrentó.

—Tú eres un príncipe, yo una criada... No hay nada, no somos NADA. Asi que olvídate de lo que sea que teníamos antes y enfócate en tus obligaciones.—

A ambos le dolió aquello.

Ese "nada"... No era tan así.

Ellos se amaban, se deseaban. Pero entendían que nunca podría funcionar. Al menos la mujer lo entendía. Aegon se aferraba con fuerzas.

—No... No digas eso.—Aegon quiso tomar sus manos, pero ella lo apartó. Eso solo hizo que Aegon se sintiera aún más herido—. Tenemos algo aquí, no puedes solo... Hacer de cuenta que no pasó.—

—Puedo y lo haré... Asi que si no te molesta, tengo cosas que hacer.—Un horrible pesar se instaló en el pecho de Aegon, y sus ojos comenzaron a cristalizarse.

—Sabes que yo no quería esto... No quiero a Helaena.—

—No importa.—

—Si importa. ____...—sollozó bajito al sentir que Aegon tomaba sus mejillas con cierta desesperación—. Tú deberías ser mi esposa, la madre de mis hijos... Te los daré, tendremos hijos.—

—¿Siquiera piensas en lo que dices?—____ lo empujó apenas—. ¿Crees que tendré tus hijos, condenándolos a ser simples bastardos? Ni siquiera podrías reconocerlos.—

—No es asi...—

—Ante la sociedad ellos serían un error, incluso correrían peligro. Y yo... Yo sería una puta... No quiero eso.—____ secó torpemente sus lágrimas, intentando recobrar la compostura—. Ya olvídalo, Aegon... Fue bonito solo... Solo recordémoslo asi.—

La chica dejó el jardín, y el príncipe no se sintió capaz de seguirla y recibir otra negativa.

No podía creer como de la mañana a la noche todo se había ido al diablo.

Algunas semanas habían pasado desde que Aegon se comprometió con Helaena, y para estrés de Alicent, Aegon no quería cumplir con sus obligaciones. No quería embarazar a Helaena. Por consecuencia, no había herederos en camino.

—No quiero... ¿Quieres obligarme a meter la verga en mi hermana, madre?—

Un cachetazo resonó en el lugar, y los consejeros de la mesa evitaron mirar a la reina y a su hijo.

—No tienes idea del esfuerzo que hicimos para ponerte en ese asiento, Aegon.—El rey no flaqueó, manteniéndole la mirada.

—No pedí ningún esfuerzo de tu parte, madre...—se inclinó sobre la mesa—. Pregúntale a Aemond si quiere colaborar con tu causa.—se levantó de la mesa, y todos lo imitaron. Salió del salón sin enfocarse en la mujer que lo seguía de cerca.

—Hiciste una escena ahí atrás.—

—Tú fuiste la que me golpeó, madre. A mi, al rey... debería castigarte por tal atrevimiento.—El hombre bajó las escaleras enseguida, pero su madre lo tomó del brazo y lo arrastró hacia el pequeño balcón que daba al jardín interno.

—Debes engendrar un heredero, Aegon... Quieras o no.—

—De querer, quiero, madre. Mucho, en realidad.—le sonrió con cierta falsedad—. Pero no quiero que salga de Helaena.—

—¿y de quién entonces?—Aegon desvió la mirada hacia el jardín, y Alicent miró hacia el mismo lado. Frunció el ceño al ver a aquella mucama—. Eso es una tontería, no es posible.—

—Bueno, solo de ella quiero bebés... Solo la quiero a ella. Asi que revisa la idea de que Aemond embarace a Helaena.—dejó el balcón—. No te preocupes, trataré bien a mis sobrinos.—

Alicent miró a su hijo salir del lugar, estaba sumamente molesta. Solo entonces volteó al jardín de nuevo. La joven plantaba jazmines, aquellas flores que ella misma había pedido para el jardín.

Parecía feliz con su nuevo trabajo, y desde el anuncio de la boda no volvió a acercarse a Aegon. La chica sabía que debía hacerse a un lado. Y justo por ello Alicent no la echó de la fortaleza. Pero a pesar de ya no frecuentar a su hijo, el fantasma de su relación aún trababa el compromiso de sus hijos.

—Se ven hermosos.—

____ levantó la mirada de las flores, sintiendo absoluto terror al ver a Alicent de pie a sus espaldas. Se reincorporó enseguida.

—Me alegra que le gusten, Majestad... Las escogí para usted. Oh, y en este otro cantero pondré gladiolos verdes.—

—No conozco esas flores.—

—Son maravillosas, lo prometo... Harán buen contraste con el blanco de los jazmines.—Alicent apenas sonrió por un segundo—. ¿Necesitaba algo, majestad?—

—No realmente, solo quería saber... Si Aegon te ha estado molestando en estos dias.—

____ sabía... Que Alicent sabía de sus encuentros con Aegon. No se haría la tonta.

—No, majestad... Cuando cambié mi trabajo le dejé muy en claro que yo ya no... Quería problemas.—Se removió incómoda—. No ha vuelto a buscarme.—

—Pero sabes que aún te tiene en vista ¿Verdad?—

—Mirar no es un delito, majestad... No lo hace menos inapropiado pero-

—No lo dejes acercarse.—Alicent la miró con severidad—. No caigas en sus tonterías, no te metas en problemas por él... Solo eso quiero advertirte. Sigue con tu trabajo aquí, te gusta ¿No?—la chica asintió—. Si mantienes un perfil bajo, puedes quedarte en esta área. Eso te lo prometo.—

—Haré lo posible por quedarme aquí, como florista... Gracias, majestad.—

Alicent acunó su mejilla con una falsa maternidad, una que a ____ le causó nauseas. Entendía el desagrado de Aegon por su madre ahora, era una pira de falsedad y desagrado. La reina dejó el jardín sin saber que su hijo, tal y como lo hacía cada vez que podía, espiaba a la mujer. Vio toda la escena, más no escuchó bien la charla.

En cuanto Alicent se fue, ____ juntó sus cosas y se marchó del jardín. Aegon la siguió enseguida. Y apenas la florista entró al cuarto de herramientas, el rey cerró la puerta tras de sí.

—¿Qué diablos estás-

—¿Ella te amenazó? ¿Te lastimó?—Aegon se acercó preocupado a ella.

—No, vete.—apartó las manos que intentaron tomar sus mejillas—. Me meterás en problemas, Aegon. Largo de aqui.—____ acomodó las herramientas en los estantes, para luego lavar sus manos en el agua de un gran barril y secarse con su delantal. Refrescó su cuello también—. Saldré primero, luego tú... Y no vuelvas a buscarme.—

—... ¿Tan rápido dejaste de quererme?—____ dejó de respirar con aquello.

—No hagas esto, Aegon.—Quiso dirigirse a la puerta, pero Aegon le cortó el paso.

—Responde... Por favor... Porque yo nunca podría dejar de amarte.—la miró con total desesperación—. Y si mi madre te asustó o-

—Me pidió que me alejara de ti... O me sacaría de la fortaleza.—____ suspiró cansada—. ¿Eso quieres? ¿Que me echen a la calle? ¿Que termine en el burdel para poder sobrevivir?—

—Jamás permitiría eso.—

—¡Entonces no me causes problemas!—se rompió un poco—. ¿crees que es fácil para mi estar ignorándote todo el tiempo? ¿Hacer de cuenta que no te veo en cada esquina mirándome?—

—Pediste que no me acercara, eso hago.—

—Ser un maldito acosador no es mejor, Aegon... Cumple tus deberes al menos, no provoques la ira de tu madre.—

—Prefiero no provocar la tuya.—____ suspiró en cuanto Aegon rodeó su cintura con una mano, y la restante se aferró a su nuca—. Dime... si el hecho de verme abrazar a otra no te molesta... Que cargue a un hijo que no sea tuyo... Que toque a otra de esta forma.—la pegó aún más a él—. Dime qué opinas de ello.—

—Nada, no opino nada. La servidumbre no opina.—

—Tú no eres una sirvienta... Eres mi amante, el amor de mi vida.—Aegon inclinó su rostro sobre el ajeno, rozando apenas su nariz con la suya—. Asi que dime... ¿Qué opinas de verme con Helaena?—no respondió—. ¡Dime!—

—¡Que debería ser yo!—lo apartó de un empujón al verlo intentar besarla—. ¿Eso querías escuchar, eh?—

—Si, totalmente.—

—Púdrete, eres un idiota.—

La mujer quiso esquivarlo para salir finalmente, pero Aegon la atrapó entre sus manos, besándola con desesperación. Se aferró a ella con necesidad, creyendo que si aflojaba aunque sea un poco su agarre, ella se esfumaría.

—Yo también quiero que seas tú, ____... Tú y solo tú.—besó su cuello, sintiendo cómo se tensaba con el gesto—. Mi esposa, la madre de mis hijos... Todo.—

—Pero no es posible, Aegon... Cuanto antes lo aceptemos, más sencillo será.—

—No, amor... No hay forma de que se haga más sencillo.—Aegon deslizó sus dedos por la camisa de la mujer, desabrochando los botones uno por uno—. No pienso tocar a Helaena... No pienso tocar a ninguna que no seas tú. MI mujer, mi esposa... Yo soy tuyo, ____. Totalmente... Por favor, deja de apartarme... Duele mucho aquí.—tomó la mano ajena, llevándola a su pecho.

—Pero tu madre...—

—Que se pudra mi madre, que se pudran todos...—Aegon tensó la mandíbula al sentir la mano de la mujer subir a su cuello de forma lenta—. Solo importamos tú y yo ahora.—

—... ¿Me prometes que no me echarán a la calle?—

—Lo prometo.—besó la palma de la mano que acunó su mejilla—. Nadie te pondrá un dedo encima... Nadie te dirá ni exigirá nada... Nadie te tratará mal... Porque tú eres mi reina, y eres digna del respeto de todo el reino.—

—No me importa el respeto de nadie, ni ser reina de nada.—____ presionó sus mejillas, obligándolo a agacharse un poco—. Solo quiero amarte tal y como te mereces... Sin miedo a que terminemos colgados en plena plaza.—

Aegon miró ese par de ojitos asustados brillar al verlo, expectantes de su respuesta.

—... ¿No dejaste de amarme entonces?—

—Ni un poquito.—

El hombre sintió que su pecho explotaba con aquello, y no se aguantó la necesidad de devorar los labios ajenos.

En cuanto ____ se aferró a su cuello con desesperación, correspondiendo su beso con tanta urgencia como la propia, Aegon decidió que le haría frente a su madre y quien sea que se oponga a su relación.

Lo único que el rey necesitaba era a esa florista bajita decirle al oído cuánto lo había extrañado y cuánto lo amaba. Nada más.

#español #hotd #house of the dragon #hotd fandom #aegon targaryen #aegon ii targaryen #hotd aegon #aegon ii targaryen x reader #aegon targaryen x reader #aegon x reader #aegon ii x reader

21 notes · View notes

ediyoonoh · 2 years ago

Text

I Got a Really Big Problem

GreenSchoolBf!Mark Lee x GreenSchoolGf!reader;1.9k words; taglish fic

GENRE: established relationship, smut

WARNING: this fic contains smut (pwp, unprotected sex, fingering, a hint of degrading kink (?), and jealousy sex(?)) and the use of foul language

SUMMARY: Mark has a problem when you tried to make him jealous

A/N: Hi to the anon who requested this! Sorry antagal na nasa drafts ko lang to 🥺 inisip ko pa kasi kung sa’n sa greenschool pwede gawin yung (lam mo na) AHAHAHAH jk. This fic may contain typo and grammatical errors. Anw, I hope you enjoy reading and lemme know your thoughts!

DISCLAIMER: all names, characters, and settings in this work are fictious. Any resemblance are entirely coincidental.

MINORS DNI!!

MASTERLIST

“Sa’n ka right now, Love?” ‘Yan ang chat sa’yo ng boyfriend mong si Mark thirty minutes ago. Malamang ginawa niya ‘to bago sila mag-training sa Razon.

You’re boyfriend is a basketball athlete representing your university. In fact, kilala siya sa campus niyo for his skills, and of course, for his good looks.

Tumungo ka na sa 9th floor ng Razon upang panoorin ang nobyo mo mag-laro, tutal tapos na rin naman ang mga klase mo ngayong araw. Nag-reply ka din sa message niya but you didn't manage to receive a reply back.

“Please hold the elevator!” Narinig mong sigaw ng isang lalaki habang tumatakbo. Nagulat ka naman na kaibigan mo pala ‘to.

“Uy Haechan ikaw pala ‘yan” nginitian mo siya nang makapasok na siya sa elevator.

“Tagal na kitang ‘di nakikita ah, ‘san punta mo?” Tanong ng morenong lalaki sa’yo.

“Mark messaged me a while ago looking for me so I decided to watch him train since I don’t really have anything to do as of now“ you answered.

“Oh that’s great! Because I’m headed there as well to wait for Chenle to finish training. Let’s just go together then.”

»»————-　♡　————-««

Hindi nakuha ni Mark ang bola na pinasa sa kaniya ng teammate niya dahil nakita ka niyang naglalakad papunta sa bleachers. Kasama si Haechan.

Lalo pang na distract ang lalaki nang napansin niya na suot mo ang paborito niyang skirt.

“Sama ng tingin ng jowa mo sakin ah” pang-asar ni Haechan sa’yo. Umamin kasi sa’yo dati si Haechan kaya hindi mapigilan ni Mark na mag-selos tuwing magkasama kayong dalawa.

Pinag-usapan niyo naman ng mag-nobyo na ‘di mo sinagot si Haechan dahil hanggang kaibigan lamang ang tingin mo sa kaniya. You also never get tired reassuring Mark that you love him with all of your heart and that he is and always be your man .

Unfortunately, there are still times na kung saan mas pinapairal ni Mark ang emosyon niya.

“Makita ba naman tayo magkasama ng wala sa oras, you think he’ll be happy?” Sagot mo habang tumabi ka ng upo kay Haechan.

Napansin mo na biglang nag-iba ang timpla ng mood ni Mark. Halata sa kilos niya na mas lalo siyang naging agresibo sa paglalaro at nakasimangot na rin ang mukha niya.

‘Di mo rin mapigilang mag-alala sa boyfriend mo dahil ayaw mo na nag-aaway kayo tungkol kay Haechan, na tropa din naman niya.

“Musta pala sex life nyo ni Mark” nasamid ka sa sinabi ng kaibigan mo sa’yo. How can he ask that in public?

Hinampas mo ng malakas si Haechan sa kaniyang braso, “Tangina ka ang lakas ng boses mo. What if may makarinig sa’yo?”

Nginitian ka lamang ng kaibigan mo pabalik at nang nakita mo ang ekspresyon nito, ah may binabalak na naman ‘tong di maganda.

“Ano na naman ‘yang iniisip mo?” kilala mo na rin kasi si Haechan for him being mischievous and his ideas often lead to disaster.

“Ay alam mo kung anuman ‘yang iniisip mo—” you said to turn him down.

“Let’s make him jealous” Gago talaga.

Lilipat ka na sana ng pwesto upang layuan ang kaibigan mo pero pinigilan ka agad nito, “Wait! Just hear me out, okay? Please?”

Hindi mo naman mapigilan dahil na curious ka na rin sa naisip nito kaya inantay mo na lamang siya sabihin kung ano ang binabalak niya.

“I asked you that question because I had this idea to make him jealous so that you can have this mind blowing sex!” He officially lost his mind.

Tinaasan mo ng kilay si Haechan. “Bakit mo naman naisip ‘yan? You know I don’t want him to get jealous because I don’t want our relationship and your friendship to turn into shit, right?”

“Yeah I understand that part but imagine the sex you’ll have when his driven by jealousy. Mark told me na di kayo masyadong nagkikita because his busy training, so what if mamaya o kapag nagkita na kayo, get him to fuck you to let his jealousy out. I see it as a win-win!” pangungumbinsi sa’yo ng kaibigan mo.

You hate to admit it but you find it hot when Mark is jealous or mad. You also wished for him to be rougher on you when it comes to bed because that really turns you on.

After much thinking, you decided to test Haechan’s theory out. “Okay fine, but it’s on you when things didn’t go as plan.”

“Trust me this will work out! But fine, consequences will be on me if this comes to shit,” pag-reassure sa’yo ng kaibigan mo at inayos ka ng upo sa tabi niya.

Ang hindi mo alam, hindi niyo na kailangan pag-selosin si Mark dahil nakita palang niya kayo nag-uusap mula sa malayo and his blood is already boiling.

»»————-　♡　————-««

Natigil ang pag-uusap niyo ni Haechan noong narinig mong pumito ang coach nila Mark, senyales na break time na ng mga players.

“Papunta na jowa mo dito” bulong sa’yo ni Haechan. Nakatalikod ka kasi sa court kaya ‘di mo napansin na pa-akyat na pala sa pwesto niyo ang nobyo mo.

“Tangina galit ba? Kanina ka pa dikit ng dikit sakin Haechan, for sure inis na inis na ‘yun” pag-aalala mo.

Haechan only smirked at you and noticed his eyes looked at someone. “Uy ‘sup bro?” pagbati ng kaibigan mo sa jowa mo.

Hindi binalik ni Mark ang bati ng tropa niya at tinapik ka nito. “Love?” tawag sa’yo ng lalaki.

“Hi love!” you cautiously smiled at him. Natatakot ka ngayon sa boyfriend mo dahil napaka-cold ng ekpresyon nito pero that shit turns you on.

“I need to talk to you,” Mark simply said before grabbing your arm and pulling you away from Haechan. Nanlaki lamang ang mga mata mo habang sinusubukan hindi matapilok habang pababa ng bleachers.

Tiningnan mo si Haechan habang hinahatak ka ni Mark. Ang tanging nakita mo lamang sa moreno ay ang kaniyang kindat at ang mahinang pagsabi ng “Good luck”.

Dinala ka ni Mark sa ilalim ng bleachers at pinasandal ka sa isa sa mga lockers na nakalagay rito. “What the fuck was that?” tanong sa’yo ng lalaki.

Hindi mo alam ang sagot mo kaya pinili mo na lamang na manahimik.

“You were doing that on purpose, right?” dagdag niya habang humahakbang palapit sa’yo. With the way he’s looking straight into your eyes, you can’t help but to feel small in front of him.

“Answer me love,” he whispered once he’s too close that you can feel his breathe. “I know what game you were playing, love. Intentionally making me jealous while sitting pretty over there wearing my favorite skirt,” he said as he plays with the hem of your skirt.

“Mark…please,” you begged. You weren’t sure what you were begging for but the wetness you feel between your thighs is starting to bother you.

You gasped when Mark suddenly cupped your clothed pussy, feeling all the wetness you were trying to hide. “Aww, is my princess already wet when I didn’t do anything yet?” he mocked at you.

You helplessly nodded at him while holding his wrist. “Please love, do something.” naiiyak mong sambit sa kaniya.

“Hmm…my princess is being naughty today isn’t she? I feel like I need to remind you who can only make you feel good,” he started to push aside your panties and played with your wetness. “But coach only gave us 20-minute break.”

‘Di mo na rin mapigilan masarapan ng pinasok ng lalaki ang dalawang daliri sa loob ng ari mo. “Do you think you can cum for me before I need to head back?” tanong sa’yo ng lalaki sa tenga mo.

“Y-yes Mark, please make me cum” you moaned.

Napapalakas na ang mga ungol mo kaya tinakpan ng nobyo mo ang bibig mo gamit ang kaniyang kabilang kamay. “Gusto mo bang may makahuli sa’tin dito, love? I bet you like that because you’re a freak, huh?” sabi niya habang binilisan ang pag-finger sa’yo.

“Fuck don’t stop Mark” ungol mo sa kamay niya. Nakatulong naman ang kamay na nasa bibig mo upang walang makarinig sa mga ungol mo pero mukhang mahuhuli naman kayo dahil rinig na rinig ang pag-aabuso ng nakakatanda sa puke mo.

Maya-maya, naramadaman mo ng linabasan ka na at ang mga tuhod mo ay nanghina. Hindi ka pa nakaka-recover at nagulat ka nang pinatalikod ka ni Mark and removed your soiled panties. “Tangina ka love, tinitigasan ako sa’yo.”

He lowered his shorts and boxers, just enough to make his hard cock spring free. Naramdaman mo rin na tumusok ito sa iyong pwetan kaya you wiggled your ass as invitation which made him slightly spank on it.

“Fucking slut, so eager to get fucked.” he groaned when he effortlessly inserted his cock to your entrance.

Mark didn’t wait for you to get used to his huge size at sinimulan ka ng kantutin ng malakas. Napahawak ka na rin sa locker sa lakas ng bawat bayo niya.

“Sa lahat ng tao na pwede mo kong pagselosin, kay Haechan pa talaga,” napakagat labi ka na lang nang lalo pa itong nanggigil noong naalala niya ang mga nakita niya kanina.

Naging walang silbi rin ang pagpigil mo sa mga ungol mo nang hinila ng lalaki ang buhok mo kaya napilitan kang itingala ang ulo mo. When Mark saw your face filled with pleasure, he swears to God, he almost came right then and there.

His thrusts never faltered for the next few minutes and his gripped on your hip became tighter. Nakakaramdam ka na ng ngalay pero handa kang tiisin to, lalo na at alam mong lalabasan ka na muli.

Binitawan na ng lalaki ang buhok mo at piniling lamasin ang suso mo. You also started to meet his thrusts halfway kasi alam mong may maghahanap na kay Mark sa ilang sandali.

“Fuck princess, you feel so tight” he groaned.

Nararamdaman na ni Mark na malapit na siyang labasan kaya pinaglaruan na niya ang clit mo upang labasan ka na rin. “Shit Mark, you feel so good,” mahina mong sabi sa kaniya.

Later on, you felt Mark spill his seed inside you and bit your shoulder to refrain himself from being too loud. It didn’t take long for you to hit your climax as well, especially when he didn’t stop playing with your clit.

Pagkatapos niyong magpahinga ng sandali, dahan-dahan ng tinanggal ni Mark ang kaniyang tite sa puke mo at kumuha ng malinis na twalya upang gamitin pampunas ng kaniyang tamod sa hita mo.

Alam mong tapos na ang breaktime ng nobyo mo kaya binilisan mo ang pag-ayos sa sarili mo. Noong sigurado na kayong maayos na lahat, you carefully went out of your spot, ngunit bago siya bumalik sa court, bumulong muna siya sa’yo.

“Akala mo tapos na tayo? Mamaya ka sakin pag-uwi natin, love”

[FIN.]

ediyoonoh '23

#ediyoonoh #nct #nct scenarios #nct fanfic #nct oneshot #nct imagines #nct drabbles #nct smut #nct dream #nct 127 #nct mark #nct mark smut #nct dream mark #nct 127 mark #mark lee

214 notes · View notes

stuckybarton · 2 years ago

Text

Heads Under Water XV

Summary: Things come to a head for everyone to see. Character: K'uk'ulkan/Namor x Atlantean Descendant! Filipino! Female Reader. Word Count: 1,317 Chapter Warnings: Mention of Alcohol Consumption. K'uk'ulkan is groveling! A/N: Not yet back, just thought I could post this just for the hell of it. Just gave birth and me and the baby are back home so there is that little reason for me still not being able to be back.

Series Masterlist || Masterlist || Join the Library (no longer do taglist you can just turn on notif here)

Part XV

Somehow, the worse decision you have made was drinking. Catching up with your cousins meant sharing a good few beers and array of other alcohol that they could get in a short notice. You’ve consumed a beer too many from the likes of it and after everyone was asleep, you were sitting by the sand, watching the moon.

One hand held onto the remaining can of beer and the other held onto the conch shell K'uk'ulkan had given you before you left Wakanda. It still made you wonder how such an ordinary shell could communicate with the bastard. You had done your best to tinker with the damn shell without damaging it but all leads to the fact that it was an ordinary shell. The bastard must be fucking with you one last time.

“Fuck it.” You muttered downing the remaining beer before taking a deep breath and holding the shell against your lips.

It was midnight and you were certain that no one would be awake at this time so you did was you do best in times of drunken stupor, you cursed in your mother language right at the shell, over and over again, you called the man every choice words in your book for the shit he has placed on you. Making you like him, trusting him, and making you feel the very thing you tried your best to avoid all your life—love.

“I fucking hate you for making me feel like this. For making feel like I deserve even a sprinkle of love then you all crush it down to hurt me.” You spat before you threw the shell onto the water with a resounding plop.

Wobbling back up, you tried to regain your balance in your drunken state and somehow you felt a little bit lighter for what you’ve done. Taking a deep lungful breath of the cold air, you exhaled and made your way back home. Praying you wouldn’t have to deal with the hangover that was always accompanies your drinking.

Stumbling your way back home, the familiar sensation of someone watching you was ignored as you shut the door behind you and went to bed, the dream of the man with dangerous brown eyes was there to keep you company for the next morning.

It was the fluttering warmth of the morning sun that brought you back to consciousness the following day. Making your way down to the kitchen, you caught sight of your parents in the dinner table. A hearty breakfast and strong coffee freshly brewed was there to welcome you for the morning.

“Morning,” You greeted plopping down besides your father, head resting on his shoulder while you tried to recover from the antics of last night.

“Unang gabi mo sa bahay alak agad inatupag mo kasama mga pinsan mo. (It’s your first night back and the first thing you do is drink with your cousin).” Your father playfully scolded. Hand already going right at work with rubbing your aching forehead. “Uminom ka ng kape para mahimasmasan ka. (Drink your coffee so you could recover).” He continued on.

You did just that. Drinking the kapeng barako with gusto, never minding the scorching heat from it and it did help with the headache a little but it would take you the entire day to recover the rest of it out of your system.

“Ano mga gagawin mo habang nandito ka sa bahay? (What are you planning to do while you’re in the house?)” Your mother inquired, handing you a plate of fried rice, dried fish, and spam.

“Papahinga lang muna ako ngayon siguro. (Maybe I’ll just recover for today).” You pointed out.

“Oo nga pala, Anak. Dumaan pala yung isa mo pang kaibigan. Sinabi ko nagpapahinga ka. (That reminds me, Baby. Another one of your friends stopped by. I told them you were still sleeping).”

The hairs at the back of your head stood at your mother’s words. Looking at her she seemed unfazed by whoever stopped by, but after what had happened from last night—the recollection of your drunken spree, you somehow feared for the worst.

“Sino? (Who?)”

“Namora ata yung pangalan niya? Hindi ko rin matandaan. Basta babae sya na kulay blue. Okay lang bang sabihin ko yun? (I think Namora was her name? I don’t really remember. But she was a blue-colored girl. Is that okay for me to say?)”

They have actually found you.

~ ‘I fucking hate you for making me feel like this. For making feel like I deserve even a sprinkle of love then you all crush it down to hurt me.’

When he had first received your message, he was happy that you eventually did want to talk to him. But what followed was a shrilling scream that almost woke the entire Talokanil population. Then it was an array of foreign words that he didn’t know the full context but caught glimpses here and there that he was for certain were curse words directed at him.

The next thing he had picked up was the slight slur in your words that had worried him for a moment fearing you to be in danger but only realized you were drunk by the hiccups that followed. Then it had ended with a confession that he would have never thought would ever come out of your lips.

Over and over those words had haunted him. It had been a week now since you’ve left, a week of him trying to handle the damage caused by the people of Atlantis, the cleanup had been a nightmare and the worry of his people was something he constantly needed to reassure. He genuinely had his hands tied behind his back and he could not choose to go to you as he is needed by his people first and foremost.

He needed to figure out where the enemy resides before anything else. Before he could truly pursue you in a mission to gain your forgiveness and trust back.

“K'uk'ulkan,”

He didn’t need to look behind him to know who it was. Since that fateful day in his chambers, Namora had tried her best to keep him at arms-length, focusing more on helping with the search, as well as assisting with whatever the people of Talokan would need while they recover. It was the first time in days since they had even spoke to each other.

“Namora,” He turned to acknowledge her, the frown that was now constantly evident in her features shook him still. It was because of him that she felt like so.

Without another word, the familiar shell he had given you a week ago was thrown towards him. The frown that reach his face could not fully express the utter confusion of why Namora had it in her possession. It was supposed to be with you.

“Leti' u ma'alo'ob u u ts'ook le ken estuvo waye'. (She is doing better than the last time she was here).” Namora explained his confusion. “Bey u náachkunta'al Wakanda yéetel Talokan ti' betaji' ba'al ma'alob. (It seems getting away from Wakanda and Talokan had done her some good.).”

He found himself visibly flinch at her words. But he was still, at fault for what had happened to you even throughout the days that you were in his chambers. Try as he might to deny it there was the underlying truth of your captivity in his chambers and the effect it had on your psyche as a result.

“Yaan in meentik le ba'alo'ob ma'alob. K'abéet in meetej ma'alob. (I will make things right. I need to make things right).”

In this moment in time, he was uncertain who he was making such a promise to. If it was to Namora, to you, or to himself. But one way or another, he needed to keep his word even if it means compromising everything else just to make it so.

#k'uk'ulkan x reader #K'uk'ulkan x filipino!reader #K'uk'ulkan smut #K'uk'ulkan series #K'uk'ulkan oneshot #K'uk'ulkan oneshots #K'uk'ulkan angst #K'uk'ulkan fluff #K'uk'ulkan imagines #K'uk'ulkan imagine #namor x reader #namor x filipino!reader #namor smut #namor series #namor oneshot #namor oneshots #namor angst #namor fluff #namor imagines

154 notes · View notes

canirove · 1 year ago

Text

Granada | Chapter 15

Author's note: You do not want to miss the two chapters going up next week 👀

Previous chapter | Next chapter

Masterlist

"Good night, princess. My prince" Rowena's maid said as she left their room.

"I am so tired" Rúben sighed, stretching before getting into bed.

"Of course you are" Rowena whispered to herself.

"Aren't you coming?"

"Yes" she said, getting up from her dressing table.

"Hey!" Rúben complained as a pillow hit him. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing" she said, throwing another pillow to the bed.

"Are you asking for a fight?" he asked with a cheeky smile.

"No" she replied, throwing two more pillows.

"Then what are you doing? Why do you need so many pillows?"

"Because I'm building a wall."

"Again?" Rúben chuckled.

"Yes, again" Rowena said while putting the pillows in place.

"Why?"

"Because I want to."

"Rowena…"

"That's my name."

"What happened? Why are you doing this?"

"Because I want to. Good night, husband" she said, giving her back to him and closing her eyes. But not because she was sleepy. It was to stop her from crying. Again. It was everything she had done since she had heard the servants talk, since she had found out about Iris.

"Are you alright? You didn't seem yourself at lunch, and at dinner you barely said a word. Rowena…"

"Don't touch me!" she spatted when she felt his hand on her arm.

"What is wrong with you?"

"Nothing! I just want to sleep in peace. Is that possible?"

"I… Yes, of course" Rúben said, the confusion in his voice making the pain on Rowena's chest grow a bit more. But he deserved it. He had been lying to her, playing with her feelings. And she had been a fool, falling for it all. For his small gestures, for his nice words, for his smiles. But not anymore. Not anymore.

━━━━━━❃━━━━━━

"Excuse me, my prince."

"What is it?" Rúben asked as he took off his boots.

News of the enemy moving closer to their borders had reached the palace that morning, and he had spent the whole day with the new soldiers, making sure they were ready. Every muscle on his body ached and he couldn't wait to get into a warm bath, to just relax and not worry about anything. Though he knew that would not be happening. He would start thinking about Rowena.

The training had kept his mind busy and he hadn't had time to think about her, about whatever was going on with her. In just a few hours, she had gone from being all smiles and blushed cheeks around him, to not wanting him to touch her, to building a literal wall between them. And he still didn't know why.

"It's the princess."

"What about her?"

"I can't find her."

"You what?" Rúben said, getting up from his chair and almost tripping with his boots. "What do you mean you can't find her? We just had dinner together."

"And then she said she was going out to the gardens because her head hurt and needed some fresh hair, and we haven't seen her again."

"Have you sent someone to the gardens? Have you made sure she isn't there?"

"Yes, my prince" the maid said. "I asked some servants to help me look for her, and nothing."

"What about the stables?"

"Nothing either. We've looked everywhere and we haven't been able to find her. It's like she is…"

"Gone" Rúben whispered, sitting down again. Could she… Could she have run away again? Could that be the reason why she had been acting so weird?

"My prince, what should we do?" the maid asked. "Should we alert someone? I worry something bad may have happened to her."

"We…"

"Sorry to interrupt, my prince" a servant said after knocking on the door. "But there is someone waiting for you in the kitchens."

"For me?"

"Yes. He says it is important, that it is about the princess."

"Rowena" Rúben said, putting on his boots as fast as he could and leaving his room.

━━━━━━❃━━━━━━

"Bruno?" Rúben said with a confused look when he walked into the kitchens.

"My prince" the young boy replied, bowing his head.

"What are you doing here?"

"Iris sent me, my prince."

"Iris?" he asked. Why would she had sent Bruno all the way to the summer palace and at night? He was a clever boy, but it was dangerous.

"Yes, my prince. She is with her."

"Who is?"

"The princess. Lady Rowena. She is with Iris."

"She is…" And that was when realization hit him. Rowena knew. She had somehow found out about Iris, and that was why she had been acting so weird. But why had she gone to see her? What was she planning? Could she… No. Rowena would never hurt anyone. She only attacked to defend herself. Though what if she felt attacked by Iris? What if she saw her as an enemy? As a threat? No. She wasn't the jealous type either. And that would mean that she felt something for him. He had noticed things here and there that made him believe that it was the case, but he wasn't sure anymore. "Did you bring a horse?"

"Yes, my prince."

"Good. Then meet me outside the south wall. Let's go find my wife before she does something she may regret."

#ruben dias #ruben dias fanfic #ruben dias imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

67 notes · View notes

neoswift · 1 year ago

Text

LABYRINTH [22]

PAIRING. haechan x fem!oc

WARNINGS. language

SUMMARY. hyuck and via have been in the same friend group for years, pero dahil sa dalang nila mag-interact, everyone thinks they don’t like each other. siguro ‘di lang talaga sila close… right?

TWENTY TWO. | prev / masterlist / next

NOTE. via going through it part 2 😭 it’s been a year na pala since i started this huhu sorry i’ll try to finish it this break talaga HAHAHAHA skip tayo sa bday ng lola ni via next part 🤭 merry christmas to those who celebrate!

TAGLIST. @archivedmkl @nctasdfghj @wooyoung-a @morkleetrash @kkotjia @i-aecrysture @injunified @smolpeyy @pepperrye @hibuki-chan @hannie-dul-set @chanfilms @yiz-yo @anya-writes-stuff @w0nderr @mihyu-ckie @remisaki @fullsunld @main-figuresk8-sunghoonie @dejavukirstein @seijenoh @renjun-pretty @skzbeyleynjasnct @yoitbb @najaeminluvbot @hazyru @lune1897 @heynayu @chimajeyn @rensaure @13isacoolnumber @liljeongseong @marahuyornjn @eureah @markleepooh @000rpheus @nanayogurt @luvenshiti @j-8star @flovezen @jaeyuuns @yoonhanzjaem @ssuungchans @shairamaexx @hibernatinghamster @roseltgiri @nanamioo @loljrau @neosdaisy @lk4izen @hawkins-hs @bbh-kji

37 notes · View notes

caraetdeul · 2 years ago

Text

Saan Ka?

Choi Seungcheol x reader filo!smau

Paano kung sa paghahanap mo ng true love, ang makakatuluyan mo pala ay hindi ang kasama mong kumain sa date kundi ang naglilista ng order niyong pagkain?

Status: Complete

Unang Kabanata (Chapter 1)

Ikalawang Kabanata (Chapter 2)

Ikatlong Kabanata (Chapter 3)

Ikaapat na Kabanata (Chapter 4)

Ikalimang Kabanata (Chapter 5)

Ikaanim na Kabanata (Chapter 6)

Ikapitong Kabanata (Chapter 7)

Ikawalong Kabanata (Chapter 8)

Ikasiyam na Kabanata (Chapter 9)

Ikasampung Kabanata (Chapter 10)

Ikalabing-isa na Kabanata (Chapter 11)

Ikalabindalawang Kabanata (Chapter 12)

Ikalabintatlong Kabanata (Chapter 13)

Ikalabing-apat na Kabanata (Chapter 14)

Ikalabinlimang Kabanata (Chapter 15)

Ikalabing-anim na Kabanata (Chapter 16)

Ikalabinpitong Kabanata (Chapter 17)

Ikalabinwalong Kabanata (Chapter 18)

Ikalabinsiyam na Kabanata (Chapter 19)

Ikadalawampu na Kabanata (Chapter 20)

Ikadalawampu't Isang Kabanata (Chapter 21)

Ikadalawampu't Dalawang Kabanata (Chapter 22)

Ikadalawampu't Tatlong Kabanata (Chapter 23)

Ikadalawampu't Apat na Kabanata (Chapter 24)

Ikadalawampu't Limang Kabanata (Chapter 25)

Ikadalawampu't Anim na Kabanata (Chapter 26)

Ikadalawampu't Pitong Kabanata (Chapter 27)

Ikadalawampu't Walong Kabanata (Chapter 28)

Ikadalawampu't Siyam na Kabanata (Chapter 29)

Ikatatlumpu na Kabanata (Chapter 30)

Epilogo (Epilogue)

Start: April 26, 2023

End: July 15, 2023

Note:

~Main masterlist~

AnNyEongHasEyO yeOrObUN! First time kong gumawa ng smau and hopefully magawa ko siya nang maayos 🥴 my update schedule will be every Sunday, Wednesday, and Friday. I'll do my best na masunod yan pero if not, I'll try posting the next part sa susunod na araw. The taglist for this au is open so send me an ask if ya'll want to be tagged. MAHAL KO KAYOOO 🫶

128 notes · View notes

itz-stus · 2 years ago

Note

Hello I saw ur Holi with Gojo fan fic. Can I request head canons for Gojo x wife reader where he is Japanese but has an Indian special grade sorcerer wife who surprises him in a black net saree with a back less blouse and has long Balck hair let down while they are going to a party. I am an Indian with long black hair and I really love net sarees and back less blouses

Thank you anon. for such a beautiful request. I absolutely no doubts at all adore it. Soo here are some headcannon.

Masterlist

That Girl

So first of he would absolutely be head over heelssss. Like yk that scene from om Shanti om with SRK and Deepika.

Just like that when you come out of the room all dressed up he will for sure whilst in front of you.

I am a firm beliver he would have hands all over youuu. Like the moment you are standing next to him he is going to have his of your waist or your back.

If you like jewellery like me soo if you ask him yo help you wear your necklace he will FOR SURE butterfly kiss your shoulder blade.

He will surely flirt and give suggestive comments not regarding who is in front of him.

And like the menace to society he is he will tease you at every single second. He won't let you go any where without him. He will most likely be around you and glaring at everyone.

In the party if their is couple dance he will most give the princess treatment and kiss your hand like he will kiss your wedding ring.

"Can i have this dance my princess?" Kissing you hand as he will pull you into his chest while his huge calloused hand wrapped around your wait slightly massaging them.

If you will be fighting the special grade curse like yk how in like history movies like tucking you Pala in like your waist if you get what I mean and like using your cursed energy then.

This man will fall even more after looking so perfect and still fighting holy you can't think.

So I also have a feeling that in some point of time he will pick you up bridal style like in Chennai express.

I think he will also go for some famous bollywood style flirting for sure.

Okay so this is out of context butt I really wanted to add this imagine it starts raining and you both are outside and he tries to pull you in shade coz he is like "you'll get sick" cause yk if your prone to cold like i am them yk the pain. But you pull him instead in the rain. You both dance your heart out your black saree stuck to ur body and his t-shirt also stuck to his and like you can see his entire body layout. Like slow dance or if you like the energetic kind then imagine like the the dance in 3 idiots the one in song Zoobi Doobi.

Okay here is the steamy part:

When you like come back home and as soon as the door will close he will grab your and and kiss you. Their will be very like steamy make out session.

I personally think that he will like not let you do anything and like he will be just Kissing and leaving marks on every inch of your body whole like taking of like the jewellery and like the safety pins from your saree.

Like think when he'll open the dori and teasing your neck sgjejddjfk.

#gojo fluff #anime x desi reader #anime #desi reader #gojo x desi reader #gojo headcanons #gojo x desireader #gojo x you #gojo x reader #jjk #jjk fluff #jjk x desi!reader #jjk x reader #jjk gojo #gojo smut #gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #gojo sensei #gojo fanfic

95 notes · View notes

rrinsluvr · 1 year ago

Text

lowkey! nine— hard to get ka daw

"thanks for today!" you beamed as you bid xiao and hutao goodbye. "it's nothing, gusto ka lang namin i-surprise." xiao said, a ghost of a smile adorning his face, hutao simply smirking in the back before she calls out for kazuha who was relaxing on the couch with your cat—maki. "bye din kazuha!!" him and xiao just stared at each other before kazuha ended the silent staring competition after maki jumped off kazuha's lap and walked away, while he waved back to hu tao with a polite smile.

you watched the pair walk back to their car and drive off, waiting for a moment before locking the door and plopping down on the couch with your boyfriend. "na saan si maki?" kazuha chuckled, running his fingers through your hair as you laid on his chest. "umalis siya kanina," and as if on cue, your cat jumps onto him and makes himself comfortable on your boyfriend's chest too. "dapat pala mas madalas wala si kuya." you sighed in content, closing your eyes—wanting to rest after a long day. "rest ka muna, love. i'll wake you up pag malapit na kuya mo." and just before you could reply, kazuha's phone chimed and the notification itself was able to make your stomach churn.

"huh? ba't may pa-heart pa sa name?" you scowled, pushing yourself up to sit properly and face your boyfriend. "it's not what you think," kazuha thinks of any possibilities that someone could've put yunjin's number on his phone, cause he knows damn well he never saved it. "sinave siguro ni hu tao sa phone ko. i already told you before that i never saved it, right?" he assured you, taking your hand in his and giving it a comforting squeeze. this is kazuha we're talking about, your boyfriend of 10 months who agreed to keep your relationship a secret because of your issues, he would never lie to you and you trust him with all your heart.

"when i replied to her a while ago, i didn't have any intentions of building a romantic connection with her or anything. though i can show you off in front of in front of many people, always know that i love you and that i'd wait for you till you're ready." his words make you tear up and bit, moving closer to pull him in a hug. "i love you too, i'm sorry for reacting a bit iffy. knowing what she feels and how she goes on about it just makes me a bit mad sometimes."

"it's fine, love. everytime you feel insecure, everytime you feel doubt, everytime you feel anxious, i'll always be here to remind you that i love you." he hummed, pulling away from your hug to press a small peck on your cheek. that's right, you have nothing to worry about.

—bonus!

"HUY HALA, WRONG ACCOUNT! DELETE DELETE DELETE DELETE" yn said frantically as she deleted her most recent tweet, whereas kazuha just watched in amusement as he checked the gc. "kinabahan saglit katabi niya? ba't siya kinakabahan? ano ba karapatan niya?" kazuha started rambling with slightly furrowed brows and a small pout. then he turned to you who was biting back a laugh, your expression making his own more pleasant. "ang cute mo mag-selos." you laughed, throwing your head back in amusement.

"'kala mo naman di siya nag-seselos kanina.." your boyfriend teased, pinching your cheeks softly. "hard to get ka daw.. eh ikaw nga unang umamin satin! tsaka ba't ako mag-seselos dun, sino ba siya?" you rolled your eyes as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. "sige sabi mo eh." "putanginamo di nga 'yon selos!"

previous | masterlist | next

hellaur

fun fact! nagpalit sila ng damit after the date last chapter para di sila mahalata HAHWGWHHAHAHHAHA

mag-uupdate uli ak bukas, promise🙏🙏

taglist!open— @plinkuro @gorouswrld @aixaingela @monikidk @choco-rei @radnvindr @m1kotsu @ganyuvoir @httpmitsuya @ichiiyos @zyamq @skaramush @sheiiy @guuji-miko @lazy-sanns @sukunasrealgf @cseriaverse @kayla-drawz @peqch-pie (highlighted means tumblr won't tag u)

#genshin impact #genshin impact smau #genshin smau #genshin #xiao #kazuha #kazuha angst #kazuha x reader #genshin impact au #genshin kazuha #kaedehera kazuha #kaedehara kazuha x reader #kazuha fluff #filo smau #kazuha smau

28 notes · View notes

saiilorstars · 11 months ago

Text

ch.15: the spectre sisters

Story Masterlist

Fandom: Sailor Moon (Crystal)

Rewrite of season 2, AU-ish in that there’s new OCs and the fusion of plots from the manga, crystal and the og series

Pairings: Eventual OFC x OMC, Usagi x Mamoru

Taglist: @ocappreciationtag @arrthurpendragon @anotherunreadblog @maaaaarveeeeel @stareyedplanet @foxesandmagic @kmc1989

"Shadows are more than just shadows. There's an entire world of them," Princess Reign had her hands over her heart. "Shadows of us, of the lost, of the dead, they're all sealed away in another world and to get to that world...you literally have to go through me."

"The Shadow Crystal is embedded in your heart. Doesn't that pose a threat to you?" Endymion inquired, looking very concerned at her with the news.

"The Crystal doesn't hurt anyone. All it does is hide, and in return it gives you small gifts," Reign smiled.

"But it's not what made you a…?"

"Sailor Scout? No," Reign laughed. "The Crystal was a responsibility bestowed to me by the Gods. Being a Sailor Scout was my birthright."

"And yet you don't…"

"Practice? No. My mother won't allow it."

"There's a lot of things your mother doesn't allow," Endymion noted. He wondered how she hadn't gone mad with resentment.

"Yeah. Even though I'm sure she doesn't follow her own rules either."

"How so?"

Reign looked around before speaking again. As far from home as she was, she was always careful about speaking so freely. "I'm pretty sure she's found our sister civilization and has contact with them."

"You mean Obscurius?" Endymion vaguely remembered her mentioning it once but she never really went into detail about it.

"Yeah, them. They're supposed to be like a civilization close to our abilities and yet we are not allowed to speak with them," Reign leaned against a stone pillar. Her eyes drifted once more to the sky above. "When I am Queen, I'm going to take down all those rules and I am going to welcome anyone who wishes to live in peace. I will not rule like my mother who is governed by paranoia. My Kingdom will be all of people, Shadows...humans…" she smiled purposely at Endymion, "...anyone so long as they want peace."

A tall, blonde haired girl trudged behind Meroko and Asteria into the cafe shop where the rest of the girls were waiting. After getting settled (and ordering), they began to discuss business.

"She's going to enroll in school as our cousin, under the name Emica Pala," Asteria informed the group.

"I don't see why I have to give myself a ridiculous human name," huffed Emica herself. Her dark blue eyes flickered side to side, giving the impression she was not yet convinced of the new world.

"Because we can't just call you 'Siren'," Minako said, earning a hard glare in return. "It would give up your identity," Minako added what she thought would finish convincing Emica that it was the better option.

"Sure," Emica rolled her eyes. Unazuki turned on the blender from the counter and made Emica nearly spring into her feet.

"Easy there, Black Canary, it's just a blender," Azula motioned Emica to sit back down. The blonde gave a questionable stare in response. "It's a comic? She has the ability to scream as deadly as you?" Azula waited a moment but once again, Emica looked confused, prompting Azula to shake her head. "Never mind."

"These humans…" Emica looked around the room again as she sat down, "... they're very advanced now, aren't they?" She eyed the blender on the counter that, in her opinion, was way too loud.

"In comparison to the last time you saw them? I'm sure we are," Azula smiled.

"Emica never saw the humans in our past lives," Meroko explained. "Except for the time Princess Reign stepped out from the Shadow Barrier."

"So what did you do all day?" Usagi wondered.

Emica sighed. She'd been warned by her comrades that she would be subjected to various questions by the girls. "I made sure the palace was protected. Given my abilities, I was named head militarist of Shadow. It was my task to make sure no foreign threat invaded the palace and the kingdom."

"If you could hypnotize people the way you did two days ago, then that palace must have been safe all the time," Makoto meant that as nothing but a compliment. It seemed to work for a minute.

Emica rested a cheek on her hand and produced a fine smirk. "My songs are the best in the whole universe. However," her smirk faded, "it wasn't enough to stop whatever the hell killed the humans back then."

"It was the Moon Kingdom's fault," Asteria was kind enough to tell her, instigating the offended 'hey's!' from the others.

"It really wasn't," Rei snapped. "Nobody is at fault for Queen Metaria's attacks."

"Okay let's get back to business please," Azula lightly clapped her hands before the two girls got into another argument. "Emica, we're having trouble finding Princess Reign and stopping Senka altogether…"

Emica snorted lightly. "I imagine you would be. Senka is no ordinary enemy."

"You know something we don't?" Ami inquired curiously, ready to listen to anything new that could help them stop Senka.

Emica gave a light shrug of her shoulders. She lowered her hands to her lap and sighed. "Senka was a dark legend that Queen Nyx once told me about. She told me about our dark enemies so that if I once had the unfortunate luck to meet one of them, I would be prepared."

"What did she say about Senka?" Minako asked.

"Senka is a creature that's made up of three different beings," Emica motioned with her hands in the air. "Queen Nyx said that these three beings were the Shadow Dominion-counterparts of actual, living people. Warriors."

"Do you know who those warriors were?" Makoto asked.

Emica nodded. "They were Sailor Scouts' shadows. One was unknown, but Queen Nyx assured me that this shadow was the counterpart of a powerful Sailor Scout. As for the other two Scouts…" Emica gave a tilt of her head, "I'm sure you know."

"We really doubt that," Rei said flatly.

"Sailor Reign and Sailor Moon."

Usagi squeaked in her chair. Her eyes widened and she pointed at herself to make sure Emica had just said her name.

Emica nodded her head again. "Sailor Moon was always a Scout to come therefore her shadow always existed in the Shadow Dominion."

"But I'm not…" Usagi didn't want the others to think she was being modest or anything because she really didn't consider herself all that of a good warrior.

Emica playfully rolled her eyes. "You possess the power of life and healing. Sailor Reign controls Shadows, and the third scout possessed powers of destruction. You three together are…"

"Invincible," Meroko rubbed her face, feeling that pressure rise tenfold. "That's great. Really."

Usagi scratched the back of her head and sheepishly smiled. "Sorry?"

"Don't do that," Azula told her right away then looked to Emica. "How do we stop Senka?"

"Are you kidding?" Meroko said with a face that assumed Azula had lost it.

"Hey, no matter how powerful, Senka has to have a weakness. Everyone does," Azula assured. "It's human nature."

"Senka's not human!"

"The concept still applies because it's basic biology." Azula looked at the rest of her friends to see if they were on the same page. "No matter how powerful someone is, they always have at least one weakness. And even if it's small, it's still a chance. And I don't know about you, but I'm taking at least one chance."

"She's right," Rei was the first to say. With determination, she directed her gaze to Emica. "So? What is it?"

Emica was troubled but she did have one idea that could prove to be useful. "Shadows from the Shadow Dominion can be destroyed if hit with a powerful attack. But, since Senka is made up of three shadows, you'd have to destroy each of those beings one by one."

"There you go," Azula proudly smiled.

"It's not easy!" Emica snapped.

"I never said it would be, but it's definitely a start."

Emica rubbed her forehead. "You don't understand. This attack I'm talking about? It has to be phenomenally big."

"Well, there's plenty of Sailor Scouts' power we can combine," Ami thought of the idea rather fast. "We could combine our powers and let Sailor Moon direct the attack."

Usagi squeaked again but this time out of fear. "M-me!?"

Azula laughed and clapped a hand over her shoulder. "It's definitely fitting."

"Great," Usagi suddenly felt like the air in her had gone without her permission.

~0~

Meroko and Asteria had made sure that their shared apartment felt like a comfortable home for them. The same feeling could not be shared by Emica. She had already gone through the entire place ten times and could not, for the life of her, find it suitable. The "luxuries" humans had in today's world seemed so pointless to her.

"And people just waste time watching this box?" Emica stared in disgust at the television in the living room. They were silly pictures moving and talking all day long.

"It's a big thing here," Meroko shrugged. "Don't worry, we don't use it much."

Emica turned around to her younger comrades. "Good. I should like to think that you haven't wasted time."

Asteria narrowed her eyes on the girl. "Of course we wouldn't. Finding Reign is our priority."

But something in Emica's face wasn't so convinced. "Really? So this Black Moon Clan I heard about earlier...you haven't helped with that?"

Meroko groaned. She forgot how difficult Emica was sometimes. Like Asteria, Emica prioritized her duties before anything. However, Emica spent more time ordering others than anything else. It shaped her personality into an assertive girl. It was great for ordering...but it conflicted with her comrades at times. She often forgot that while she was head of the Shadow military, she wasn't the head of their team. That belonged to someone else.

"Well of course we have," Meroko huffed and ignored the disapproving look she was getting. "What were we supposed to do? Let that ridiculously-named club destroy us?"

Emica released a small, frustrated sigh. She pinched the bridge of her nose, further annoying Meroko. "Our top priority is to find the Princess. Even finding Circe comes second. This Black Moon Clan is not our problem. It's those Moon descendants' issue."

"Yeah, but they're on the same planet that Reign is on so what if they hurt people and one of them ends up being Reign? Then what?"

Emica considered the idea with some degree of thought. She shook her hands and turned away. "We should be focusing all our resources on finding Reign."

"Hm, we've been trying," Asteria huffed and moved closer to her. "You wouldn't happen to know what Reign did with the Shadow Crystal?"

Emica's head was quick to snap in Asteria's direction. "Of course not," she said within the second. "A Sailor Scout should never know that type of information. Not even Circe knew...and she knew everything. We wouldn't like to become the next Forbidden Soldier, would we?"

Both Meroko and Asteria shook their heads.

"Look, Senka is searching for it," Meroko said. "She terrorizes the humans on a daily basis for it but she hasn't found it...and neither have we."

"The most logical thing would be for the Crystal to be hidden inside the unawakened princess," Emica leaned on a hip as she thought some more. "Therefore, the most logical thing to do would be to let Senka search the humans."

Asteria smirked. "That's exactly what Azula thought."

"Azula?" Emica ransacked her mind for the identities of each of the girls she had met earlier. "Is it the little redhead?"

"Yup. She's my favorite human."

"But don't get your hopes up," Meroko cut in before Emica said anything. "The others didn't go for it."

"Well" — Emica clapped her hands together — "since I am the second-in-command of the Shadow Scouts and therefore first at the moment, I am taking control of this mission."

"Emica—"

"We," Emica purposely spoke louder, "are Shadow Sailor Scouts and we do not answer to Silver Milleniums. They are the reason we're in this situation and the idea of them thinking they're in command is laughable. We no longer hold contact with them." Thinking she made her point, Emica walked into the room Meroko and Asteria had given her the previous night.

"I forgot she was annoying," Meroko admitted a few seconds later, and ignored the reprimanding glance of her sister.

~ 0 ~

"She's pretty but I can tell she's gonna be even more difficult than Asteria," Azula relayed what Emica was like to Mamoru as the two headed for Usagi's house. In comparison to the other Shadow scouts they had met, Emica seemed to have more tude.

"More?" Mamoru laughed shortly. He didn't think that was possible.

"You laugh now but you haven't met her. She has this...face...that screams 'bitch'."

"Okay, Azula, I think you're overrreacting—"

"Don't ever tell me I'm overacting. Serious bad move."

The two barely turned the corner of Usagi's house when the blonde girl herself crashed into them.

"Usagi I do get tired of these types of welcomings," Azula sighed and fixed blouse.

"I'm sorry but Chibiusa isn't home and my Mom literally yelled at me not to come home until she's back," Usagi said with nothing but irritation. "As if she didn't know Chibiusa's favorite sport was run and hide!"

"Usagi calm down, she's probably at the park," Mamoru said with a careless shrug of his shoulders.

"Yeah, we can go with you if you'd like," Azula smiled.

Usagi had no disagreements there. She happily took Mamoru's hand and walked together to the park. "What are you carrying an umbrella for?" she had spotted the red umbrella in Azula's hand.

"I thought it was going to rain," Azula admitted. Now it was her burden.

"It matches your hair," Usagi giggled.

"Yeah let's not talk about my hair issues, alright?" Azula smirked to the side when Usagi gasped in offence. It was then that Mamoru decided to walk between the two girls instead.

They made it to the park alive and sure enough spotted the pink-haired girl on the same bench they often did. As they neared, though, they noticed she was crying...and calling for her mother.

"Chibi—" Usagi barely got to call when Azula grabbed her arm to pull her back.

"What's that key she's holding?" the redhead pointed to the silver key in Chibiusa's hand.

"It looks...familiar," Mamoru remarked. He thought it looked kind of familiar...

"Mother, father, I want to go home!" Chibiusa raised the key high in the air.

Azula's eyes widened and her hand yanked Usagi back and forth. "Oh my God! It's the same key Reyna and Sailor Circe used to get back home!"

Mamoru realized she was right. That's why it seemed familiar. "Meaning she's about to go back to wherever she's from!"

Something white flashed on Chibiusa's forehead that momentarily blinded the trio. It lasted for a very short minute - perhaps half a minute - before Chibiusa fell back on the ground.

"Oh, I knew this would happen soon!" a new female voice said high and mighty.

A tall, pale woman in a baby-blue leotard and matching high-knee boots called for Chibiusa. The woman's white hair was put in a long braid that whipped side to side as she laughed. There was another braid going around her forehead, right over a black inverted crescent moon on her skin. It was the same moon that Koan had too. "I knew it was only a matter of time before you gave your location up, rabbit!"

Chibiusa was terrified of the woman but could not move away.

"Guys...good time to transform…" Azula muttered to the two friends standing beside her. "Go! Now!"

"Berthier, you know that I found her first!" Koan appeared behind her younger sister. She pointed a gloved finger at Berthier. "Now you should leave."

"Hm," Berthier tossed her braid behind her shoulder. "Might I suggest a little competition? First one to kill the rabbit is the winner?"

Koan smirked. "I'm never one to back from a challenge. Very well."

But Koan took another step, she was whacked against the head with a red umbrella. Koan fell to the ground with a loud groan.

Azula stood behind with wide blinking eyes and with her hands still clutching her umbrella in the air. She crossed gazes with Chibiusa on the ground and motioned with her head. "RUN!"

Chibiusa scrambled to get on her feet and ran in the same direction Azula had gone off in.

"Come back here!" Berthier shouted after them.

"Don't look back! Don't look back!" Azula warned Chibiusa when the two ran side-by-side. "Looking back makes you fall like in the movies!"

"Aha!" Chibiusa pushed herself so that she could run faster.

Berthier proved to be a quick runner as she glided through and up benches and chess tables. She started throwing lassos of water that snapped at each chance they got. Eventually, one of them tripped Chibiusa on her feet.

"Oh no you don't!" Azula skidded to a stop and turned right back around.

Berthier put her hands together and released a large strange force of water. Chibiusa scrunched her eyes shut and waited for the blow but it never came. She cracked open one eye and saw that Azula had jumped in front of her and was using her umbrella (which was now open) to take the blow.

"I can't believe this is working!" Azula laughed to herself.

Chibiusa managed one small smile on the ground. Suddenly, Berthier screamed. Her attack was cut off by a sharpened rose cutting her arm.

"When will you people learn that attacking innocent people and children is plain wrong?" Sailor Moon shook her head with Tuxedo Mask beside her.

"When will you quit making weird intros and just go for it?" Azula lowered her umbrella and scowled.

"It's you," Berthier growled at the two. "My sister Koan told me all about you. You're nuisances."

"And you're pale like a witch," Azula blurted and quickly regretted it when she got unamused glares from the three. She snapped her umbrella close and smiled. "I'm gonna go now…" she reached for Chibiusa's hand and turned them away, only to come face to face with Koan.

"Berthier, I think we'll have to call it a draw," Koan's lips turned into a sinister smirk.

Berthier shared the same smirk. "And I have the perfect way to break it. First one to get those two," she nodded to Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask, "wins all."

"I didn't take you to be such a dealer," Koan gazed at the 'tie breakers' with mirth. "I accept the new terms."

"I think it's time to call in for some back up," Tuxedo Mask murmured to Sailor Moon.

The blonde quickly agreed. She then gave a significant look towards Azula.

"What are you doing?" Chibiusa questioned the moment Azula flipped open her wrist watch.

"Calling for some additional help! Now stay behind me."

"But she's Sailor Moon," Chibiusa poked her head from behind Azula's legs. The two sisters had lunged on Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask.

"Yeah but there's nothing wrong in needing help from others," Azula shut her communicator after leaving the urgent message. "Now we should go." She took the girl's small hand and made a run for it.

Berthier caught the movement and fired an ice blast that converted itself into a fine ice wall preventing the girls from leaving. "And just so you don't get any ideas…" Berthier shot again and plastered Azula and Chibiusa against the ice wall, keeping them locked under ice covers.

"It's c-cold!" Chibiusa's teeth chartered to no end.

Berthier, pleased with her work, turned back to the ongoing fight.

~0~

"It was them," Meroko shut down her communicator and turned to Asteria. "The Black Moon Clan is at it again. We should—"

"Do nothing," Emica emerged from her bedroom. "It's not our problem." Her straight face indicated there was no point in arguing with her about it but that didn't stop Meroko from making her case.

"They are hurting our friends—"

"Friends?" Emica repeated, her eyebrows raising in confusion. "Are you forgetting that these 'friends' are the reason why we're in this situation in the first place?"

"Look, I get it, you're mad as hell. I was the same when I first realized who I was," Meroko tried to appeal to Emica's feelings. It was a horrible thing in the beginning when you remember your world was destroyed by third parties. "I nearly did the same thing you're trying to do right now. But separating myself from the other Scouts isn't gonna help anyone. We'll just speed up our Doomsday date."

"The Black Moon Clan is specifically after the Silver Millenniums, not us," Emica spoke purposely loud as if that would give her the authority she thought she had. "Our mission is separate. We do not meddle." Meroko's eyebrows furrowed together. Seeing that made Emica walk up to Meroko, purposely towering over her. "Stand down."

Meroko glanced at Asteria to see where her sister stood. Unfortunately, for the first time Asteria was completely indecisive. Meroko groaned. "Unbelievable!" She spat and stormed to the bedroom, making sure to slam the door as loud as possible.

~0~

Berthier and Koan had left their wicked bet up to their droids. Why should they get all dirty when the work could be done for them and they would still get the joy of taking everything in the end. Battling two foes with contrasting powers was no easy work. Thankfully, the rest of the Scouts joined in and gathered the needed numbers to destroy the droids with Sailor Moon's special power. But when they thought victory was finally within reach, a crack of thunder in the sky made them all freeze...including Berthier and Koan.

Azula noticed Chibiusa's increasing fear like she knew what was coming. She followed the young girl's gaze to the sky and saw a man with wild red hair and the same inverted black crescent moon on his forehead as the other women.

"Let's stop the playground thing, shall we?" the man designated his gaze to Berthier and Koan.

"Who the hell is that?" Sailor Jupiter was the one to command.

"One of the Black Moon family, Rubeus," the man answered with pride.

"Why are you after that girl?" Sailor Moon pointed at the frightened Chibiusa.

"We have a duty to change the future of this city. For that, we have to have this girl die."

"Haven't you heard that rewriting history is a dangerous thing?" Azula had to speak up. "You could essentially be writing yourself out of reality."

Rubeus paid no attention to her. All he saw was Chibiusa right beside her and acted. He brought up a fist that was soon engulfed with dark energy. He fired at Chibiusa but at the last moment Sailor Moon jumped in to block the attack with her own body.

"Sailor Moon!" Chibiusa cried out but the ice around her was far too strong to break through on her own.

Sailor Moon slowly picked herself up and faced Rubeus again. "She precious, and likes to play pranks, and very despicable, but, but…"

"It's the end," Rubeus laughed maniacally and went to give a second,ore fatal, attack. But, just mere seconds before he could fulfill his duty, a golden, shimmering boomerang sprang forwards and successfully hit Rubeus' hand.

Sailor Hemera stood proud and tall across the group. "I think not! The Silver Millenniums are not alone. This Sailor Scout from Shadow will stand by their side and protect that child."

Rubeus and the two sisters gasped upon hearing the familiar names. Could it be they had not only found the ancestors of the Crystal Tokyo, but also those of the Shadow race?

"Sailor Moon, do it now!" Sailor Hemera shouted at the blonde and hoped she wasn't too hurt to deliver one final attack.

She wasn't. Sailor Moon took out her Moon stick and used all her remaining energy to give a good blast of energy. "Moon princess halation!"

"Rubeus!" Koan shouted.

Rubeus had to hold himself up from the blast of stinging energy. "We have to retreat!" Without a question, the two sisters disappeared with him.

The ice wall holding Azula and Chibiusa melted into water, leaving them soaking wet on the ground. The others rushed to go see if they were okay.

"We're sure to get colds after this," Azula shivered and got up with the help of Venus.

Sailor Moon helped Chibiusa sit upright. Luckily, the girl seemed to be just fine...in what fit. "Chibiusa, please tell us the truth. You came from the future, didn't you?"

The pink haired girl's lip quivered as the questions came flying at her again.

"What's the tenth planet?"

"What's the family of the dark moon?"

"Did they do something to your mother?"

Chibiusa burst into tears. She threw her arms around Sailor Moon and asked for help. "My mother! Please help my mother! Sailor Moon! Please save my mother from those bad ones! She said that Sailor Moon and Sailor Reign would help me out!"

Poor Sailor Moon had no clue what to do with the crying child, and it seemed like the sentiment was shared among the rest.

#ocapp #allaboutocs #ochub #sailor moon ocs #sailor moon #sailor moon fics #sailor moon imagines #sailor moon crystal #sailor moon crystal fics #sm fics #sm imagines #smc fics #smc imagines #oc: azula keena #oc: sailor reign #fic: reign from the shadows

3 notes · View notes

eeunoia · 5 months ago

Note

Filipino ka pala? AHAHAHAHAHA OMG ang tagal ko na binabasa ang mga sotries na nasa masterlist mo mhie ngayon ko lang nalaman🤣

HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH OMG BEH OO HELLOOOOO THANK YOU SO MUCH 🤍🤍🤍🥹

#—hommyy-tommy #ily #asks

0 notes

joyceebels · 10 months ago

Text

Na highblood talaga ako kahapon.. ahahahahahaha

Pero nabanggit naman kasi na within last week yung shipment.. ahahahaha

Eh wala din ako nababalitaan sayo.. kung may nareceived ka na or wala..

Then kahapon naghanap ako update kung na ship na ba if may tracking num na ba?? Ahahahaha

Sabi meron na daw, check ko daw sa master list nila.. so eto na nga.. naghalungkat ako ng email.. kasi makikita daw yun masterlist dun sa email na nag order ako.. ahahahaha

Pero hindi ko talaga makita yung confirmation email na sinasabi nya..

Pero binigay naman yung masterlist kung nag iinit na ulo ko at hiningi ko nalang sa kanya.. then napansin ko preparing pala..

Kaya minessage ko ulit, na kailan ma ship kasi base sa masterlist preparing palang.. ahahaha

Sinagot ako na narecieved na daw.. ahahahahah

Napamessage tuloy ako sayo.. ahahahaha

Hindi ako prepared!!!..

Pero anywayssss..

Enjoy mo to!!!.. napa aga ata ang dating nya.. ahahahaha kasabay dapat yan ng suju ko.. tas sabay sa bday natin..

Mauuna pala sya.. ahahahaha

Advance Happy bday stephanie... Tas belated merry christmas.. :))

(Christmas ko sya inorder, tas ang dating dapat May pa)

Ahahahahaha see you soon!!!

P.S. napalaki name ko sa tagged mo!!!! Pakiliitan.. ahahahahahahaha mas maganda yung malaki pic ni IU.. ahagahahahaha

P.S. sorry na ha.. ayan lang nakayanan ko... :))

1 note · View note

ediyoonoh · 2 years ago

Text

Henry 6th

GreenSchool!NaJaemin x GreenSchoolfem!reader; 1.4k words, taglish fic

WARNING: this short fic contains smut (pwp, oral sex, and protected sex) and the use of foul language!

GENRE: smut

SUMMARY: what happens when you decided to stay at your campus library?

A/N: omg this is my first ever work 🥹. This fic may contain typo and grammatical errors. Anw, I hope you enjoy reading and lemme know your thoughts! 🫶

MINORS DNI!!!

DISCLAIMER: all names, characters, and settings in this work are fictious. Any resemblance are entirely coincidental.

MASTERLIST

»»————-　♡　————-««

Ilang oras ka ng walang tulog.

Buong gabi ka nag-aral para sa Accounting exam mo at ‘di ka pa nakakabawi ng tulog dahil katatapos lang din ng 3-hour lecture mo.

“Finally, natapos din ang accounting exam at lecture natin” bulong sayo ng best friend mo habang nag-uunat ng buto. “Oo nga eh, pero honestly I think bagsak pa rin ako sa quiz na ‘to” halata ang lungkot sa boses mo habang inaayos ang gamit para umalis na ng classroom. “Hayaan mo na bestie, bawi na lng tayo sa susunod”.

Totoo naman kasi, sobrang demanding ng Accountancy program sa school na pinasukan mo. Fast paced kasi ang curriculum dito at may retention grade pa. Favorite lang ata ni Lord ang makakapasa sa gantong systema ng Green School eh!

“Okay lang ba na mauna na ako umuwi sa’yo? Gusto ko ng bumawi ng tulog eh” tanong ng kaibigan mo habang naglalakad kayo palabas ng Yuchengco building. “Sure no worries sis! I’ll just go to Henry to finish some minor requirements and maybe take some sleep“ sabi mo before walking away to kill some time before your next class.

»»————-　♡　————-««

Nandito ka ngayon sa 6th floor ng Henry Sy Sr. Building also known as The Learning Commons upang tapusin ang iyong requirements ng magulat ka ng may kumausap sa’yo.

“Hi excuse me, is this seat taken?” the stranger asked you in which you shook your head as a response. “Oh if ganon, is it okay if I share a table with you? There are no vacant tables left kasi” he explained to you.

Napaisip ka naman kung bakit hindi na lang siya umakyat sa upper floors pero pagtingin mo sa kaniya, ay puta ang pogi pala ng kausap mo! “Uh….yeah sure” sabi mo ng may halong hiya at kilig.

It is around 30 minutes after your interaction that you finished your requirements and decided to take a nap kasi may oras ka pa naman before your next class.

Tangina, ‘di ako makatulog ng maayos dito ah. Hindi rin naman maiwasan tingnan ka ng lalaki dahil sa sobrang likot mo ‘til he noticed that you’re uncomfortable with your position .

“Can’t sleep?” he initiated. “Yeah, I can’t seem to find a comfortable position in this chair” you chuckled with an irritated tone.

“You can sleep in my condo if you want” napabangon ka naman sa sinabi niya at hindi napigilan ang paglaki ng mata mo. Gago, please tell me what I’m thinking is wrong. “Are you out of your mind? We just met and you’re offering your condo to me?”

“Well it looks like you really need some sleep and if you don’t trust me because we don’t know each other then let me tell a few things about myself. I’m Jaemin, ID 120 taking Hum-Bio. There, now, what about yours?” Jaemin answered with a small smile in his face.

Shit, ang cute niya ngumiti. “uh… I’m y/n ID 121 taking Accountancy” returning his smile.

“Nice to meet you y/n! So… what do you say?”

»»————-　♡　————-««

Ang usapan makiktulog ka sa condo niya pero bakit nakikipag-laplapan ka na kay Jaemin?

“Fuck, Jaemin” you moaned while straddling him. Sabi na nga ba eh tama yung iniisip ko kanina. “You have big tits, y/n” he groaned while groping your breasts. ‘Di mo rin namalayan na that you’re grinding him sa sobrang sarap nang maramdaman mo ang kaniyang ari sa puke mo. Oh I bet riding him is such a dream.

“M-may condom ka ba Jaem?” tanong mo habang hinihingal pa sa momol session niyo. “Yeah I do, but are you sure you want this?” he asked as he carressed your face. Malamang sino ba naman ako para ‘di magpatira sa poging lalaki na’to diba?

“Please fuck me Jaemin” you begged.

Napatili ka nang binuhat ka ng binata at inihiga ka sa kama niya. “I suppose you deserve to be fucked, baby. Someone to fuck your stress away, hm?” Accounting major pa nga. If you are not wet a while ago, then you are definitely wet right now. Unti-unti na ring tinatanggal ng lalaki ang mga damit niyo ng naging dahilan ng pag-tigas ng nipples mo sa lamig ng kwarto. “Please… Jaem”

“Please what baby?” he teases you. “Touch me please … touch me anywhere” mahina mong sagot sa kaniya. Ilang buwan ka na ring hindi nadiligan kaya talagang touched deprived ka na. Sinunod naman ni Jaemin ang sinabi kaya ‘di mo napigilan ang umungol ng malakas ng maramdaman mong pinasok ng nakakatanda ang dalawang daliri niya sa pussy mo. “Tangina ang sikip mo, paano na lang kaya pag tite ko na ipapasok ko sa’yo?”.

You were all over the place. Patuloy na ang mga ungol at pagtulo ng luha mula sa mata mo sa sobrang sarap. Maya-maya nararamdaman mo ng lalabasan ka na kaya napahigpit na ang hawak mo sa braso ng lalaki. “Jaem I’m gonna c-cum” which caused him to finger you faster.

“Fuck!” mura mo habang linalabasan ka. “That’s it baby, that’s it” he scattered kisses to your face. While recovering from your orgasm, you felt a weight shift on the bed and saw Jaemin holding a condom wrapper in his hand. “Ano baby kaya pa?” he jerked himself off before wearing the condom. Lord, maraming salamat po sa blessing na ‘to.

Pareho kayong napa-ungol sa sarap. “Fuck, why are you still so tight? I fingered you na ah” he moved carefully inside you. Shit, di pa niya napapasok lahat pero you feel so full already. “Jaem fuck wait, you’re so big” mangiyak-iyak mong sabi sa kaniya.

“Just tell me baby when to move” he patiently waited for you to be comfortable pero bakas na sa mukha niya ang sarap. “You can move now, Jaem” he slowly moved at first still helping you to adjust to his size. He also started rubbing circles on your hips to ease the pain. Nako Jaem, ‘wag mong gagawin ‘yan kikiligin ako.

Hinahalikan na rin ng lalaki ang leeg mo habang bumubulong sa tenga mo ng, “That’s it baby, that’s it”. “Fuck Jaem, ang sarap…bilisan mo pa” you whimpered, kaya naman he thrusted faster into you that caused you to moan at his name loudly, not caring about the neigbors. “Yeah baby, you like that? You like getting fucked like this?”

Ang galing niya mag dirty talk putangina, at dahil diyan you can already feel another climax creeping in. “Puta, mas sumisikip ka pa lalo. Lalabasan ka na ba uli, baby?” tumango ka sa kaniyang tanong at muli ka na namang nagulat when he manhandled you into all fours. Now he’s fucking you with hard and even faster pace, “’Wag mo ng pigilan, y/n. Cum for me”. utos niya sayo.

Putangina ang sarap. You felt your second orgasm washing all over your body, and you can tell this has been the best orgasm you ever experienced. “f-fuck Jaem I’m getting sensitive” ‘di na naririnig ng binata ang mahina mong bulong at ipinipagpatuloy ang pag-kantot sa’yo hanggang sa labasan na rin siya sa condom.

»»————-　♡　————-««

“Here a glass of water for you” Jaemin offered you while helping you sit comfortably on the bed. Damn, he also knows how to do aftercare? “Was I too rough, y/n?” kitang-kita sa leeg mo ang mga hickeys at namumuong pasa sa balakang mo. “No Jaem, you’re not. In fact you’re perfect, exactly what I need”.

Tahimik na sinuot mo ang mga damit mo at nakigamit ka na rin ng banyo para mag-hilamos ng mukha. Paglabas, nagulat ka naman kung bakit naka-hoodie at may suot na slides ang lalaki. “Ihahatid na kita palabas, y/n”. Napatingin ka sa relos mo at guess what? Late ka na sa next class mo!

“Stop making fun of me” naririnig mong tumatawa si Jaemin habang pasakay kayo ng elevator kasi sabi niya mukha ka raw penguin maglakad. Sino kaya may kasalanan kung bakit ganito ako maglakad? “Uh…Jaem? Thank you for this” nahihiya mong sabi sa kaniya pagdating niyo sa lobby. “Anytime babe. You know where to find me if you need to let off some steam again” he winked at you.

Yeah, sa Henry 6th.

[FIN.]

ediyoonoh '23

#nct smut #nct x reader #nct jaemin #nct fanfic #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct #nct dream #nct drabbles #ediyoonoh

187 notes · View notes

kingblueyellowbird · 1 year ago

Text

Get Thee Behind Me, Assbutts (Traducción)

Capítulo 6: Parody

Historia de @ladyknightskye

<- Anteriorㅤ| Ao3 spa | Ao3 eng | Masterlist |ㅤSiguiente ->

¿Cómo era la vida de Sam?

Quiero decir, ya era bastante evidente que se trataba de un incendio en un basurero, con todo el asunto de los Niños Especiales que condujo a la adicción a la sangre demoníaca que condujo a ser el recipiente de Lucifer. Su padre y su hermano habían estado en el Infierno y habían sido liberados, y el nuevo mejor amigo de su hermano era un Ángel del Señor. Para colmo, Sam estaba siendo coqueteado en equipo por dos arcángeles, uno era Satanás y el otro el Tramposo que lo había torturado en dos ocasiones.

¿Sería este un momento terrible para admitir que ya no estaba completamente seguro de dónde se encontraba en la escala de Kinsey?

Sam sintió que su vida se había convertido en una parodia de sí misma. Todas las cosas que antes lo angustiaban ahora estaban siendo interpretadas con humor, y cada situación se estaba volviendo más ridícula que la anterior. Primero aparece para encontrar a su hermano saliendo amigablemente con los dos arquitectos de la mayoría de las pesadillas cargadas de TEPT de Sam. Luego van a pasar el rato con Bobby, Ellen y Jo, ¡y qué sabes! Gabriel y Lucifer resultan ser geniales. Gabriel era ruidoso y rimbombante, pero el ingenio de Lucifer podría cortar como un cuchillo. Y Sam los había visto atacar alternativamente a Cas y luego defenderlo de otros y de cualquier otra persona en la habitación.

Le recordaban a Dean.

Había demasiado para desempacar allí, pero era cierto.

Se lo llevaría a la tumba, pero en realidad había disfrutado despertarse abrazando a Lucifer y Gabriel. Durante los primeros minutos confusos en los que se deslizó entre la vigilia y el sueño, se sintió contento, protegido. La última vez que se sintió así fue hace mucho tiempo, cuando Dean aún lo dejaba acurrucarse en la cama con él. Sam se acostaba mitad sobre, mitad fuera de Dean, y Dean le acariciaba el cabello. Y Sam mentiría al respecto hasta quedar azul en la cara ante cualquier otra persona, pero para sí mismo reconoció que sabía que era el hombro de Lucifer debajo de su mejilla, sabía que era la mano de Gabriel en su cabello.

Fue agradable.

Lo había asustado por completo.

Había cedido a tener sentimientos por alguien que estaba dispuesto a manipularlo antes, y eso había terminado en, ya sabes, el apocalipsis.

Joder, estaba en tantos problemas.

—Por el amor de Dios, se siente como si estuviéramos viendo los Tres Chiflados —murmuró Dean mientras bebía de su termo.

Sam parpadeó y volvió en sí.

—Sí.

Por alguna tonta razón, Gabriel había insistido en que los ángeles ayudarían a resolver su caso actual sin usar nada de su magia. Eso, por supuesto, los había llevado a un cementerio, donde Dean y Sam estaban actualmente sentados en una lápida gruesa, observando cómo Lucifer y Gabriel cavaban hasta el ataúd de su objetivo. Castiel se paró sobre ellos, con las manos en las caderas.

—Entonces, ¿por qué no estás aquí abajo haciendo esto otra vez? —Gabriel resopló.

—La edad antes que la belleza —respondió Castiel inexpresivo.

Dean resopló y Sam sonrió.

—Tú eres el bebé, ¿no debería eso significar que estás aquí abajo en la tierra? —Gabriel presionó. Miró a Lucifer— ¿Qué estás haciendo?

Lucifer estaba transfiriendo cuidadosamente una gran larva a la parte superior del suelo.

—Salvar una vida inocente.

—Eso es un insecto.

—Como dije, una vida inocente.

Gabriel puso los ojos en blanco y Castiel suspiró.

—Casi deberías estar allí —murmuró Castiel.

Lucifer recogió su pala y siguió cavando. Gabriel suspiró.

—Nunca más escuchen mis ideas, muchachos.

—No te preocupes —dijo Lucifer.

—Ya estoy planeando no hacerlo —dijo Castiel.

Gabriel arrojó su pala a Castiel.

—¡Tu turno imbécil!

—Hmm. No.

Dean estalló en carcajadas.

—Dales el infierno Cas.

Cas ladeó la cabeza.

—Lucifer ya gobierna el infierno. No puedo darle físicamente más.

Dean resopló y sacudió la cabeza. Lucifer se rió entre dientes.

—Aquí, he golpeado el ataúd.

—Está bien, estamos arriba —dijo Dean, saltando hacia abajo—. Ese espíritu probablemente va a-

Sonó un chillido, y el fantasma del cuerpo de Philip Gerald Thomas Beauregard Tercero hizo jaque mate a Castiel. Cayó pesadamente, gruñendo de dolor. Dean y Sam se quedaron paralizados, no del todo por voluntad propia. John Winchester los había adiestrado bien en el delicado arte de evaluar las amenazas y, en aquel momento, sus cerebros de lagarto les gritaban que el mayor peligro para su salud y su seguridad no era el fantasma. El poder, denso y opresivo, flotaba en el aire, y la noche se iluminó cuando un par de ojos se encendieron de un rojo brillante.

El espíritu se congeló, el pánico arrugando su rostro demacrado. Un sonido rugiente llenó el aire, y el espíritu vengativo comenzó a chillar de dolor.

—¡No! —gritó con voz ronca— ¡No!

Las súplicas cayeron en oídos sordos.

Sam observó boquiabierto cómo el espíritu era derribado, los pies, las piernas y el torso desaparecían en el cuidado césped del cementerio. Los gritos de Beauregard se volvieron más asustados y dolorosos a medida que más de su cuerpo fantasmal era succionado hacia abajo, hacia abajo, hacia abajo. Cuando por fin el mundo estuvo en silencio, Lucifer dijo:

—No toques a mi hermanito, imbécil.

Cas parpadeó como un búho hacia él desde donde Gabriel lo había ayudado a ponerse de pie. La sangre goteaba de la línea de su cabello, pero solo por un momento. Lucifer alargó la mano y lo apartó, curando el corte en su sien.

—¿Estás bien, Castiel?

Cas asintió.

—Gracias hermano.

Lucifer le dedicó una sonrisa amable.

Sam se dio cuenta en ese mismo momento de que podría estar condenado.

Esta es una traducción autorizada. Recuerden apoyar la historia original.

Divisores de cafekitsune

#fanfic #ao3 fanfic #traducción #fanfiction #supernatural fanfiction #supernatural #✰ : remi.resources.#spn #traduccion al español #español

0 notes

67-chevy-baby · 6 years ago

Text

Who I Am With You

Ship - James Hetfield x Reader

Rating - PG-13

Tags - Fluff, angst, doubt, crying, and possibly a curse word or two

Word Count - 1.2k ish

Written for - @superheroginger8811

“Hey Shawn, can I get another coke, please?”

James pushed his glass towards the bartender and watched as he filled it up to the brim. Shawn eyed him warily while he dried a freshly washed mug with a towel.

“You’re in here awful late James, Everything okay with the missus?”

James let out a long, heavy sigh. Truth be told, there was a lot going that he just didn’t know how to fix. He wasn’t even sure if there was anything wrong. Metallica’s latest album was coming along nicely, right on schedule in fact, but that meant he was away from home more than he’d like to be. Y/N, his beautiful, supportive wife, had been a little more distant than usual, and it worried him.

“I don’t know Shawn. Y/N’s been more reserved lately, and I think it’s because of me. This new album is what Metallica needs, ya know? Metallica’s been my baby for over twenty-five years now. It’s all I ever had to worry about really. Ever since I married Y/N, I’ve had to divide my time, and I don’t think I’m very good at it. I try, I really do, but I think she’s getting fed up with me.”

James took a long pull of his coke, relishing the taste of the refreshing liquid. He set the glass on the coaster provided to him and watched as a bead of condensation slid down the outside of it. Shawn leaned against the counter. He gave James a knowing glance before clearing his throat.

“You wanna know what I think you should do?”

James ran a hand over his face and looked at the bartender desperately.

“I’ll take any advice you got, Shawn. I can’t lose her.”

Y/N hated waking up alone. It made her miss her husband even more, and even though she hated to admit it, she was starting to become jealous of the other members of Metallica. It seemed like they got to see James more than her. It made her feel guilty because she knew they were hard at work on the new album, but on the other hand, she wanted just a little time with him every once in a while.

As much as she wanted to stay in bed and mope all day, she had other responsibilities to take care of. If not her, who else would pay the necessary bills for the month? Sighing she got up and slid on the nearest clean clothes and threw her hair into a messy bun.

Other than paying the rent and the utilities, all she had to do today was pick up a couple things at the grocery store. After that, she would be home by herself until James pulled in around ten thirty.

About halfway to the store, her cell phone rang, lighting up with her Mom’s face on it. She always swore her Mother had a sixth sense or something. Whenever she was feeling upset or troubled about something she would call her. Hitting the answer button on her Bluetooth stereo, her mother’s voice filled the interior of her SUV.

“Hey, Mom.”

There really wasn’t any point in hiding the disappointment in her voice, so she didn’t. Her Mother sighed sympathetically, once again expressing how much she longed to be with her only living daughter. Ever since Y/N’s younger sister lost her life in a freak accident, her Mom and she have become closer.

“What’s going on sweetie? Did you and James get in a fight again?”

Part of her wished that was the case. At least then she would have an excuse to be as upset as she was. The truth was, James was being more romantic than usual, and it only made her want him around all the time that much more. She knew that was impossible, especially in his line of work.

“No, Mom that’s just it. We haven’t been fighting.”

The emotion in her voice was evident, hot tears streaming down her face as she pulled the car over. Y/N covered her face with her hands as sobs racked her body.

“Y/N, sweetheart, what’s going on? Do you need me to come up? I can call the store and let my boss know that there’s a family emergency. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if I stayed for a few days.”

She took a deep shaky breath and did the best to dry her eyes. Even if her Mom came to stay, it still wouldn’t solve the distance issue between her and James. She swallowed thickly, pulling her vehicle back onto the main road. Screw going to the store today. She’d do it tomorrow when she had more motivation. All she wanted to do right now was go home and soak in a nice hot bath.

She didn’t expect to find James’ truck in the driveway when she turned onto her street. She suddenly got a horrible feeling in her gut that something was wrong. He was never home this early, let alone done writing and recording. Y/N pulled her SUV in behind his truck, threw it in park and rushed towards the slightly ajar front door. Once inside she couldn’t believe her eyes. Her purse hit the linoleum, contents scattering different directions.

“James wha-?”

There, clad in his best dress pants and button-up shirt, stood her husband. He was just lighting the last candle on their dining room table. He’d prepared a homemade meal, poured one of his oldest bottles of red wine in glasses, and he even dimmed the lights before lighting scented candles.

James smiled, looking her up and down, as he started towards her. His snaked one of his large hands behind her head freeing her hair from the confines of her ponytail. He watched wondrously as her long red locks cascaded down her shoulders. How he got this lucky, he’d never know.

“I’m sorry if I startled you Y/N, I just had to see you.”

He kissed her long and slow, savoring the moment between them. She pulled away to look into his loving, ocean-colored eyes.

“It’s okay, baby. I just … what is all this?”

James cradled her face in his hands. He knew she missed him. It pained him how long he had to be away, but he knew he could still be doing more for her. More things like leaving her little notes in the morning for her to wake up to, calling her throughout the day just to hear her voice and see how she’s doing, and coming home early every once in a while to make her dinner. She did most of the work for them financially anyway.

“Y/N, I first want to apologize to you. I know I’ve been gone most of the time since Metallica started to write their latest album. I hate to see you hurt when I’m gone. It breaks my heart to see the pain I’ve caused you. I can be better. I can be the man you need, hell, I want to be the man you fell in love with all those years ago. Starting right now, I’m going to prove it to you. Tonights all about you baby. I’m gonna show you how much you mean to me, because baby, who I am with you makes me a better man.

#metallica #james hetfield #james hetfield x reader #not spn #'pala writes #'pala's masterlist

95 notes · View notes