#Kane X Male Reader

[cxrsedeclipse]

Hey you little muffins, yes, you! ٩(ᐛ)و

Decided to let you all know that I’m planning on doing 2 new fics! :D

1 - Robert Lewandowski - Pent up stress

2 - Harry Kane - After a long interview

ALL WILL BE SMUT ;)

Don’t blame me for the footballers, blame the wheel 👀

[sunny-mercya]

Parents Regrets

02. Fever Nights

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Batfamily x Male Child Reader

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Another sleepless night for the Wayne family. A whole week it was now, in which they hadn't got a single amount of sleep. Tired they were, irritated, cranky and grumpy—to put it nicely—on it's finest level.

And the sole cause for this was you.

You had gotten a fever, heaven above knows from where. One of the strong kinds, which a adult could sweat off but a child not.

And a way of telling, for children who are in delay of speaking, was throughout crying.

Jason sighed deeply through his nose. Rubbing his eyes—pressing his palms into them—pinching the bridge of his nose. He looked down at his baby brother, who squirmed around in whining, not crying anymore but still teary eyed, of not liking the warmth—even though the only thing your wearing are diapers and a oversized shirt.

Jason has come, after some months of destroying something in rage, to terms with it of having another sibling, a much younger one, again.

Taking the washcloth from your forehead, Jason picked you up. You were starting to get fussy again and before another hellish cry would erupt from your tiny vocals, Jason decided to carry you a bit around.

«You know I love you sunshine, but a little bit of sleep would be nice, for the both, all of us» said Jason, more to himself than you in the sense of your not able to understand and reply at all.

You weren't the healthiest one—I mean Tim was unhealthy too, but in contrast to Tim, who lacks sleeps, human decency and only drinks his coffee on a empty stomach—wasn't prone to get easily sick, like you do.

Doctor Liz, after many check ups, told them that you have a weak immun system and that there wasn't anything to do about it—expect for medication and treatment vacations.

Jason would've comment, that there was a way—the lazarus pit or some dark magic rituals, but Bruce has already warned him not to bring it up. He could understand it though, doing one of those options would equal lots of pain for you and if your tiny body and mind could handle it was another question.

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It was 4AM and all Tim wanted was a good old big cup of coffee to drink and being interrupted by Jason and the little annoyance of a brother—who cries, screams and shits endless—wasn't part of his plan. Tim glares at them, grip around his cup tighten.

«Can't you keep that thing away from kitchen?»

«Now now Timber, don't be so rude. We're just wanna have some chocolate milk,»

«I swear if he gonna cry again, I will scream.»

Jason ignored Tim, rummaging through the cupboards and fridge with one hand and preparing you a bottle of lukewarm chocolate milk. Hopefully this time you're able to drink it and not vomiting it all out again.

Tim glanced from time to time up from his phone at Jason and you. Tim wouldn't say he hated you, it's just being constantly keep awake from your crying was taking a toll on him.

«I don't think your choco-milk addiction is good for [Name].» mumbles Tim, eyeing the chocolate milk in your bottle wearily.

«Pff, better than Coffee don'tcha think?»

«And what if he is lactose intolerant?»

Jasons amusing smile fall instantly when Tim has pointed out the possibility of it.

«Fuck.» Jason cursed out, thinking back to all the times you had a endless pooping after you drank your chocolate milk. He never thought milk was the reasons for it, thought you only had a very sensitive stomach.

Tim groaned loudly when you started crying again. Hiding his face into his crossed arms onto the counter and screamed.

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Your fever still hadn't gone down. Sometimes it would a bit, but then would rise again and with Jason constantly having giving you milk, a new problem has rising up, which adds to your feverish state.

Bruce bounced you on his leg, humming a melody and shushing you gently, trying to calm you down. Another sleepless night he guessed.

Bruce still doesn't what the reasons is for you feeling so unwell, besides the news of you being lactose intolerant. Maybe he should bring you into the hospital, Liz probably has some medication to help you. Then again Bruce wasn't sure if you would take this form of separation so greatly.

Just for a little bit, just for a little bit more they have to endure sleepless nights. You're recovery would just take a bit of time, nothing to fret.

Oh, but Bruce didn't know just how endless the nights would be go.

[6rookie-writer0110]

A childhood friend asked for a favor

Kate Kane x Male Reader (platonic)

Request - How are you doing? Could you write a Kate Kane x male reader (platonic) where they were childhood friends but have not seen each other in years. They meet again after Batwoman saves the reader, and he recognized her.

You arrived in Gotham and everything is different. You used to live in Gotham but you moved away with your family. You recognize some places in Gotham that are still open for business. You arrive at a charity party and you start to look around, to see if you recognize anyone and so far you don't. You went to get something to drink at the bar.

“Y/n, it has been a long time,” Kate said.

You turned around it was your childhood best friend.

“Kate Kane, you have changed,” You said.

“New haircut” Kate smiled.

“I was going to say, you have better taste in clothes now,” You said.

She gave you a hug and she was happy to see you. You and Kate were friends from the ages of 6 to 13. You and Kate were always together hanging out.

“Are you moving back to Gotham?” Kate asked.

“Yeah, I just moved back almost a month ago. Wow, it really has been a long time” You said.

“It has been. I'm glad you are back, Y/n. Let me buy you a drink” Kate said.

“I’m not going to say no to a free drink” You smiled.

Kate laughed then she ordered the drinks. You and Kate started to talk about everything and made each other laugh. You were the first to know that Kate liked girls, but you never stopped being her friend. When you moved away, Kate got depressed and you two lost touch for a long time.

“Are you dating anyone or breaking girl’s hearts?” You asked.

“I’m not a player, Y/n. But if we went out I would get more girls than you” Kate said.

“Wow, already day one and you want competition” You laughed.

“You started it and I'm going to end it” Kate laughed.

You and Kate kept talking then she gave you her phone number.

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You and Kate are starting to hang out more. You and Kate made a bet on who can get the most girls. Kate won the bet and she won't let you forget it. But Kate never told you that she is Batwoman. There were times she had to disappear and make up fake lies about why she had to leave.

Before Kate left her apartment, she saw the news there was trouble. At Wayne’s business office, there are hostages on the 27th floor. There is a helicopter around the building, and the criminals threaten to throw people out the window if they don't get the money. She rushed out of her apartment and headed to the bat cave. Then Kate rushes to the building and Luke tells her what to do. She jumps through the window and lands in her superhero pose.

“It’s Batwoman!” He yelled.

“Make one move and I will throw him,” Alice said.

Your wrists are tied with zip ties and she is holding your shirt.

“Let everyone go now,” Kate said.

“That won't be fun, letting them go,” Alice said.

“I mean it, let them go,” Kate said.

Kate is stalling time while the Crows reach the 27th floor.

“Okay, I will let him go” Alice smiled.

She pushed you out the window before she went after you she threw Batarangs at Alice. The Batarang hit Alice’s arm then she started to run but the Crows busted the door open. Kate jumped out the window and used the grapple hook, she caught you just in time. You are still screaming then she goes toward the roof, then she lays you down.

“You can stop screaming now,” Kate said.

“Can you just leave me here forever?” You said.

She laughed and you recognized the laughter and the scent of the perfume. Kate cut the zip tie and you slowly stand up.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” Kate asked.

“You should have told me that you are Batwoman, Kate Kane,” You said.

“What? I'm not Kate” Kate said.

“I know your laughter and the smell of your perfume. I won't tell anyone and I think it's cool, that you are Batwoman” You said.

Kate starts to stutter and she admits the truth.

“Fine, I'm Batwoman” Kate said.

“I’m a fan” You smiled.

“Shut up” Kate smiled.

“Thanks for saving my life. I will buy you a drink next time” You said.

“Funny. I will see you later, I have to make sure the others are okay” Kate said.

“Sure,” You said.

You watched Kate jump off the roof and you headed to the stairs.

✬ ✯ ✬ ✫

Kate is happy that she doesn't have to lie to you. But she did take you to the bat cave and you are freaking out. You are asking so many questions and she thinks it's funny.

“Being in the Bat cave is so cool!” You smiled.

“Relax, Y/n,” Kate said.

“Kate, this is a once-in-a-lifetime to be in the bat cave,” You said.

“We could have a sleepover and I will order pizza,” Kate said.

“Are you serious!?” You asked.

“It was sarcasm, Y/n,” Kate said.

“Not funny,” You said.

She let you sit in the Batmobile, you were like a kid. You begged her to let you drive it and she said no many times.

[supercap2319]

"What the bloody hell is that thing?!" Ikaris/Kyle Conroy/ Mason Kane asked. He and this young man named Y/N Maximoff were running from this giant creature that looked like a T-Rex with gold eyes and horrible grayish skin. He has unloaded his gun on the creature, but when it proved ineffective as they both ran for their lives.

"I told you. That's a Deviant. And your gun isn't going to harm it." Y/N said.

"Then how do we stop this thing? What does it want?"

"You. It wants you." Y/N told him.

"Me? Why me?"

"Because you're not an espionage spy or little league coach. You're an Eternal. One of the oldest and most powerful beings on the planet."

"Me? Are you completely insane?!" Ikaris/Kyle Conroy/ Mason Kane asked.

"I'm not."

They continued to run as the Deviant roared behind them. It crashed through the different things in its path. Intending on killing the one who's hunted its kind for centuries.

[bluetooththereptile]

I don't have a good skill in art like at all, but I'm tempted to give it a shot, so thanks honey, I'll be drawing this and step by step publish it on my blog!

Wish me luck! @lukestansblog

[larabiatasstuff]

Hi!! I loved your sweet tooth and y/n fics, and I NEED MORE OMG. I was wondering if you could do a male y/n and sweet tooth fic? Maybe the two get caught in a vultures nest on a little food scouting and have to fight tooth and nail to get out, y'know? Sorry, I've never done a request before, so I'm kinda jumping from thing to thing, lol😭

First of all thank you so much for your lovely words 🫶🏻There is no need to be nervous, feel free to send asks even if they're chaotic I try my best to make something out of it. It's the first time writing a male reader so bear with me. The only thing I need to let you know is that I'm going to write them platonic, as friends. Not because I don't like it I just couldn't write it enjoyable. I hope that's okay and you enjoy the story🖤

"And you're a hundred percent sure that this place is untouched? I swear if you lure me into an ambush..." I rolled my eyes at this "You really think I would risk you holding a grudge against me? I might be stupid sometimes but I don't have a death wish." Sweet Tooth chuckled "Good because if you try something stupid... I'd make sure that nobody absolutely nobody would be able to identify you not even your own mommy got it? ." Sweet Tooth asked almost growling. "Got it" "Good, good I knew you're a clever guy." he laughed patting my back. Before I met Sweet Tooth I was in a scavenger group everything was great until they wanted me to bring a sacrifice, someone they could kill and... well eat. That was way too much for me so I left but thanks to them I now knew spots were we could find supplies and food. The place was a little bit outside basically in the middle of nowhere. Another thirty minutes went by until we reached the place. It was an abandoned prepper base. "That's it. That's the place." I said pointing at the building. "Mhhh it's bigger than I thought. Okay let's get out and look what we can find." I nodded and jumped out of the truck. Sweet Tooth opened the back door of his truck getting his machete. I took my shotgun and he closed the door again.

"Sooo since you're familiar with the surroundings I'd say you lead the way." I nodded and started walking. "Not many people know about this place so the chances are pretty high that we find some good stuff" I said. Sweet Tooth was walking behind me carefully scanning the building and possible hiding spots. He didn't answer me he just grunted in response. I opened the door and we entered the huge building. It was pretty chaotic but there were still supplies on the shelves and in some boxes. "What do you think? Should we split up?" I asked looking at Sweet Tooth. He thought for a moment before he was spoke up. "No I think we should stick together in case we get unexpected visitors." "Yeah you're right okay let's see what we can find." With that we searched the room for some cans of food, water bottles and medication. I was walking into the next room when I suddenly heard footsteps, it couldn't be Sweet Tooth's footsteps they were to fast. I went back to the other room and my blood froze. "Well, well, we'll did you finally decide to bring your sacrifice Y/N. I must say I'm impressed he's a very... Special specimen." I looked around the room Jack and his men had us surrounded there was no way they would let us go without a fight. Then my eyes landed on Sweet Tooth" Oh you little shit. I knew it... I knew I couldn't trust you!!! " he yelled." No Sweet Tooth it's not how it looks like... "." Oh it's not? You obviously know him and his goons. " " Yeah, yeah I know them but please you have to believe me I have nothing to do with them. " " Prove it! " he said growling at me. I looked at him our eyes meeting for a moment. I nodded" On three? " I asked." On three! " Sweet Tooth echoed. Jack and his men got nervous." Whatever you have in mind you two won't leave this place alive. " he said and I could tell he had a hard time keeping his voice steady. " One... " I said getting in fighting stance. "Two..." Sweet Tooth said rolling his shoulders. "Three..." we said in unison and started attacking them.

They out numbered us but Sweet Tooth fought for three and he showed no mercy slashing Jack's men to pieces. Jack tried to run away but Sweet Tooth blocked the door with his huge form. "Where do you think you're going Jacky? The party isn't over yet." he said tilting his head putting his bloody machete on his shoulder. Jack turned his attention to me, sweat on his forehead. "Y/N... my friend this... this was a misunderstanding." "A misunderstanding? Hmm you know Jack it didn't sound like a misunderstanding it sounded like... Ah help me Sweet Tooth I don't remember the word." "A threat, it sounded like a threat." he responded. Jack got more and more nervous falling on to his knees before me. "Please Y/N... please have mercy I promise I won't..." but he couldn't finish, Sweet Tooth swung his machete and it got stuck in Jack's head. "Pathetic." he said pulling the machete out of his head then he looked at me "Apparently you told the truth. I appreciate that." Sweet Tooth said holding his bloody hand out for me. I took it without hesitation. "Don't mention it, I know how this looked like. But we're good right?". "Huh? Yeah, yeah we're good. That little interruption cost us time so we should see what we need and get out of here." "Alright let's go then. Oh and Sweet Tooth I appreciate that you trust me." "Ahh it's fine let's just keep going alright?" he said patting my back again. "Yeah let's just... Keep going."

[starseungs]

a phoenix's ashes. ksm.

kim seungmin x gn!reader — from a love that burned bright to a love that fell like ashes. only a sincere wish from the heart would make a love twice as better rise from its remains.

genre/s — exes to lovers, second chance, angst with a happy ending, pianist!seungmin, violinist!reader • 1.5k words

warning/s — not much other than pain, lack of communication as a theme

note — another seungmin fic because i need to get over this man 🧍‍♀️ its messing with my brain chemistry... | song inspos are « i don't want to watch the world end with someone else - clinton kane » and « huling sandali - december avenue »

2024 ⓒ starseungs on tumblr. do not steal, repost, or edit.

In the windows of your sight, the view tints green.

They were a startling contrast to the bright white lights illuminating the stage ahead. It framed the picture of the scene well, you suppose. With the two performers seemingly glowing in the tints of yellow provided by the Brazilian maple flooring. You couldn’t help but be mesmerized by one of the two, who was donning a beautifully polished violin in her hands. The strings sang in delight as the woman delivered the intricately thought-out vibrations to all those who could hear. 

And those who did, listened. Down to every last sound.

To word it in the simplest way you could muster, it would have to be perfect. The type of playing every person who has learned the violin even once has dreamed of achieving. A small but content smile makes itself known on your face as desires and memories paint themselves in splashes. You were once like that; you hummed to no one in particular. Acknowledgement lost in the silence of muted praises. The green you were presented with made much more sense in the moment of awareness.

Envy. It was an emotion you've come to know, admittedly very well. Drips of resentment seeped through the river of flowing emotions that were overwhelming you. Despicable as it was, you let it be. After all, it was what kept you grounded. Only a fool would discard an anchor when heading into the chaotic sea. The precaution may not always apply—especially not in the depths of the darkest waters—but the thought is what keeps a lost sailor hopeful with the dreams of land.

A certain ring of a key brought you back to the moment at hand. In what seems like a flash, your eyes lost sight of the violinist you were dedicating your absolute attention to. Instead, your gaze shifted to her side, where a male was sitting in front of a sleek black grand piano. The furrowing of your eyebrows proved to be an unstoppable action as your mind connected the face to a name. One that you had refused to utter from the moment his figure stepped on stage. A dark, almost black, blue tie hung securely around his neck. It was in a shade that made you shudder with an awful interpretation.

Longing. You deciphered the tingle of desperation. Every piano key he pressed seemed to grow louder in your ears. It almost scared you to think that the pianist would overpower the strings of the violin you adored so much. A clawing feeling sank itself deeper into your skin, wishing to avoid memories of the time when the two sounds co-existed as a symphony. But it was eventually deemed unfruitful as the score ran to its end.

If only—oh, if only you could retrace your steps back to that time. Back when the music floated carelessly through the air. Without fear or judgement of those who were out of the equation. Back to when you loved with a passion. The days that let your heart skip in a melody resembling the piece being played. You let out a silent chuckle.

Maybe in another life. For now, the present will have to do. A soft smile graces your lips once again as you watch the pianist stand, plastering a content-looking smile at his splendid performance. 

You could only clap in respect.

Witnessing the last stage of the day brought an odd feeling. With the hall lights appearing to guide the audience away, the darkness being chased away was akin to multiple weights being lifted off your shoulder. That itself would have been the best way to end your afternoon. 

If only that didn’t mean having to walk under the dimming evening sky.

“You came,” a voice called out. The two words were short and concise. Straight to the point. A statement rather than a question. The frigid tone of someone who, in your memories, was always so warm made you exhale too shakily for your liking. It was humorous, as it was a great complement to the vibrant orange sunset amidst the chilly air of the incoming night.

The pavement crackled under your feet. “And you made it,” you stated back. His stare shot straight into yours from the minute you turned around. “Congratulations, Seungmin. You did well out there.”

“Even if it’s not the same?”

“What was there to be mourned about? The dynamics sounded heavenly in my ears,” you admitted. The moment of hesitation before your last sentence lingered in the air. You watched a lone leaf swing downward in the space between the two of you.

His next words were spoken through gritted teeth. “It could have been better.”

“Seungmin, you should know by now that I’m never going to be the mind reader you expect me to be.” You sighed in defeat. “I could know you, but I could never be you. So, tell me what you actually want to say.”

“That’s exactly what it is,” he spits out. “You knew me too well that I let myself take advantage of the security you gave me. But that didn’t mean you had to break what you’ve built for yourself just because of me! How much more selfless do you want to be, to the point that you become a selfish coward!”

A car rushed by the barren sidewalk the both of you stood on. The sun had long since been gone, replaced by the moon to be the sole spectator in the exchange between two old flames. Lines of streetlights resembled the lights on the stage you had abandoned, imitating previous performances you once shared with Seungmin. You clenched your fists at the flashes of memory.

“You can’t just hold on to the past like that, Seungmin—”

“Not if it was the present and future that I wanted!” He cries out. “You would never understand what I had to go through when you stepped off that stage for good. The endless nights that I thought to myself, how you could just make that decision like it was nothing. But in the end, it was just me refusing to acknowledge that you had given up. You gave up on me. On us.”

The spear that had lodged in your heart long ago started moving again. You had so much to tell him—that you couldn’t. Not when your conversations with the constellations had you blaming yourself the same way he did to his own. It was never about whatever thought Seungmin made into a conclusion on his own. 

It was the complaint-turned-advice that you failed to apply to yourself.

“Stand on stage again, Y/N.” You flinched at the emotional cracks in Seungmin’s voice. “Stand beside me again.”

In that moment, you proved him right once again. Exactly how long are you going to act selfless to shield your selfish cowardice? You claimed that you wanted to be the muse for Seungmin’s harmony. Yet the moment your skills were questioned, you let go of everything without even a second glance. Now, did you really have the right to dictate whether you were enough for Seungmin or not?

“The violin is no longer for me,” was what came out as a whisper. You watched as Seungmin’s eyes glistened to produce clear beads resembling diamonds. Fear that he might have caught on to the undertone of weariness you were trying to hide after a year of endless convincing. “I’ve left it behind me. It’s been a year.”

A storeowner nearby shuts the front doors of his shop.

“Even the person I fell in love with?” Seungmin asks. “The person you were at the beginning of what we used to call us? The person who shone brighter than the high-grade theater lights, no matter who else was beside them? The same person who could never compare to the stars in the night sky with how much they burned with passion? If so, then tell me right here and right now. That the one I loved has long been left behind by the year as well.”

Your hands twitch to grip an imaginary violin and bow.

“Seungmin.” 

“Please,” he pleads desperately. “Break what’s left of the man who loved that version of you. I refuse to let the fragments of what you were continue to be the reason I keep myself understanding of the pain you bring to me. This is my last wish to you, Y/N. Please let my heart hate you as well.”

Something wet fell in droplets right by your shoes.

“I can’t.”

There were streams flowing down your face.

“I haven’t left that version of me behind.”

A bubbling wail makes itself present in your throat.

“I never forgot how much I loved the violin.”

Slow footsteps echoed through the area.

“And especially not how I continued to love you even throughout that one year.”

Warmth. Like the yellow tint emitted from the Brazilian maple flooring when the overhead lights hit it during a performance. Like the heat of the moment when you reach the climax of a piece. You were back in Seungmin’s arms. In the stage where only you and him existed.

Just where you needed to be.

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[lalacliffthorne]

💜 starshine 💜

Rhysand x Reader

part I part II part III part IV part V part VI

summary: by luck or fate, Rhys stumbles upon a stranger.

notes: this has been swirling around my mind for ages.

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When the wards were breached, I raised my head.

A tingle went down my spine as I felt the presence, powerful but wavering, and for a second, I could feel golden light rise around me and power hum under my skin, ready to take on any intruder.

But something kept me. Something about the presence that didn't feel ill-intended or threatening, instead warm and powerful.

Quietly slipping down the hall, I soundlessly moved down the stairs, skipping the step that creaked – and froze a little when I saw the male in the living room. He was leaning against the big sofa, one hand pressed against his chest, his breath rattling slightly when he raised his head to look around the room. His dark hair was tousled, some strands sticking to his forehead that glistened with sweat, his face contorted into a grimace that caused me to move without really thinking, and his gaze shot towards me just as I stepped off the stairs. His eyes narrowed, and I wasn't sure if it was because his vision was swimming or because he was seizing me up.

“Who are you?”

His deep, slighty strained voice sounded very demanding for someone who seemed close to collapsing, and I huffed.

“Who am -”, I furrowed my brows incredulously, “who are you?”

The male shifted, and for a second, pain flashed over his features. “I am looking for Kane.”

I tipped my head to the side. “Well, then you are a decade late. He died.”

The male's jaw clenched, and he squeezed his eyes shut for a second, pushing off the couch, but when he took a step, he staggered, and feeling my eyes widen a little, I quickly dove forward, catching him.

A wave of pain hit me, so violent, I felt my breath stagger for a second.

“What the -” Quickly, I looked up at him with widened eyes and pressed my hand over the one on his chest, something skipping against my ribs at the feeling of something sticky under my fingers.

“I need a healer.” The male's voice was strained, and he seemed to have difficulty to open his eyes, his teeth clenched. His scent rose into my nose.

“Really?”, I shot back, my heart pounding against my ribs, my voice a little too breathless to sound indignant.

For a second, I just stared up at the male, feeling the conflict raging in my chest as his weight seemed to sink on me more with every second. Then I pressed my lips together in frustration.

Damn it.

“Come on.” I started pushing him forward towards the big oak table. The male groaned under his breath when I hauled him onto the polished surface, his hand slipping a little from his chest, and I felt my stomach turn.

The gash in the male's chest looked like someone had tried to dig his heart out. The edge of the wound had turned a vibrant green, and I barely managed to keep myself from making a face.

“Shit,”, I whispered under my breath.

“That sounds omnious.” The male's voice rattled, but somehow, he managed to sound conversationally. His body was burning up when I placed my left hand on his forehead, the right pressed over the wound to slow the outflow of blood.

“It's poison.” Breathing out, I slipped my other hand over the wound as well. “Alright, I'll have to get it out before healing you, which is going to hurt.”

The male's jaw tightened, eyes squeezed shut tightly as he nodded curtly and pressed: “Do it.”

“Alright.” I swallowed and raised my hands over the wound, palms down and fingers spread apart.

Warmth spread through my skin. Golden whisps of light formed around my hands, swirling through the gaps between my fingers, growing brighter. I could feel the magic pulsing through my arms, spreading through my body until it was vibrating in every fiber of my being as the golden light engulfed the male's body until he was glowing softly.

Breathing out, I focused, and the male's eyes flew open.

A low, guttural sound tore from his throat that made the hairs at the back of my neck stand up. His body started writhing, fingers clawing at the table as the poison fought against my magic. I could feel it pulse, angry and destructive, trying to fight by pulling itself deeper into his body, and the male gave a pressed roar of pain.

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry,”, I whispered under my breath, feeling my voice break a little as I tried to blend out his agonised screams that seemed to rip at my chest. My fingers started shaking, and with a low sound of defiance, I forced my magic forward.

The male breathed in raggedly as green mist slowly rose from the wound, hissing and steaming as I slowly drew the poison from his body. His thrashing slowly died away, the mist disappearing into thin air, leaving nothing behind but a slightly foul stench.

When the last bit of poison had evaporated, the glow of magic vanished from around the male's body, and hastily, I moved forward, pressing my hands onto his chest, and my heart jumped into my throat when I couldn't feel a heartbeat.

“No, no, come on.” Quickly, I closed my eyes and focused.

My fingers started to tingle, warmth like a flame building under my palms. Then pain shot through my chest, blinding and all consuming.

Sucking in a sharp breath, I barely suppressed the urge to whimper, squeezing my eyes shut tightly tightly and trying to breathe. The world seemed to sway a little as dark swallowed my vision.

Clenching my jaw, I focused on my hands, the heat under my palms growing stronger as I could see golden light behind my closed lights. Then, very slowly, the wound started to close under my fingers.

The pain in my chest grew number the more I knitted together the skin under hands, my fingers moving to beckon the magic forward, guide it.

When the last bit of skin patched itself together, I breathed in sharply, pulling my hands back and quickly opening my eyes, just to catch a glimpse at the last traces of a long scar on the male's torso until it vanished, nothing was left but even skin.

The male's eyes flew open, and he inhaled deeply, his chest rising.

A relieved sigh left me as something skipped harshly against my ribs, and quickly, I leaned forward to place my hand on the side of the male's neck, tracking his pulse. My heart thumped into my throat until I could feel his own, steady and firmly beating against his chest, and when I turned my eyes, my gaze met another.

Something shifted in my chest, and I felt my lips curve into a cheeky smile. 

“Hello.”

The male on the table blinked slowly. His eyes were striking, violet like a galaxy in a night sky, dragging lazily over my face like he was still slightly dazed. Then his brows furrowed a little.

“Have I died?”

His deep voice sounded rough, but a lot more relaxed, and a small laugh bubbled in my chest when I grinned down at him. “No; I think I would've caught that.”

The male stared at me, one corner of his lips slowly curving upwards.

“Can you sit?” I moved back, and the male blinked before slowly pushing himself up, my hand stretching out to catch him just in case.

Sliding his legs over the edge of the table, he slowly got to his feet until he was standing. Now that he wasn't doubled over in pain anymore, he was towering over me by more than a foot.

Tipping my head back to look up at him, I could feel my breath almost hitch when for the first time, I actually looked at him.

Inky black hair, wavy and still tousled, a face with a strong jaw and cheekbones that were prominent in just the right way. The shadow of a crease in his cheek caused by the way one corner of his lips rose just the tiniest bit as his eyes moved over my face in return, like he, too, was catalogising me curiously. Tendrils of black tattoos that barely rose over the collar of his dark shirt, above strong shoulders and a broad chest –

“Want me to stay still so you can stare a little longer, darling?”

Something skipped against my ribs at the lazy grin the male sent me, his eyes twinkling mischievously, and I huffed, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

“Well. At least you're funny.”

“Darling, I'm far more than just that.” The male sent me a wink, his smile widening, and I slowly grinned back.

“Idiotic?” 

The male stared at me, his eyes dancing with his smirk. “Ouch.”

“Well, it seems like the only explanation; you turned up here with a poisoned rip in your chest, one doesn't get that without being idiotic.” I narrowed my eyes contemplatively. “Let me guess, cause was something with claws…”

The male's eyes twinkled. “I'm afraid I can't disclose that, darling.”

“Cause it was stupid?” I raised my brows.

The male slowly started to smile, causing creases to dig into his cheeks. “Maybe I was selflessly trying to save a lady in distress.”

I snorted, raising my brows even further as I leaned forward conspirationally and whispered, eyes widening: “Or maybe it was stupid…”

The male's lips curved when he stared down at me with a growing twinkle in his violet iris, and I grinned a little, tipping my head to the side as I considered him for a second. Then I narrowed my eyes.

“What's your name?”

The male looked like he was contemplating his answer for a second. Then he blinked, mischief flashing through his eyes as they twinkled at me.

“Rhysand.” He bowed his head a little, his lips curving as he straightened again. “But you may call me Rhys.”

“Rhysand…”, I echoed slowly, squinting in thought. “Isn't there a High Lord by that name?”

The male's smile became wicked. “There is.”

I hummed, feeling my lips begin to rise cheekily as I turned around, throwing him a look over my shoulder.

“But that can't be you, now can it? Because,”, I tipped my head to the side and raised my brows a little, “Rhysand is the High Lord of the Night Court… and we -,”, turning back around to face him, I slowly smiled crookedly as I stared at him, “are in Spring.”

Rhys' eyes twinkled as he watched me, then he narrowed his eyes. “You know, I was always under the impression that most healers are from Dawn.”

Something skipped lightly against my ribs. Slowly beginning to smile cheekily, I shrugged.

“They are.”

The male's lips curved into a light smirk as he slipped his hands into his pockets, beginning to saunter towards me.

"I was also under the impression that no healer, no matter where they are from –“, he raised his brows, his deep voice smooth and casual, “could draw poison from a wound with nothing but their own magic. They would all need something; a paste, a potion – because not even the most powerful healer would be able to summon the kind of magic an act like that would require.”

I felt my lips curve.

“Which begs the question…”, Rhysand stopped right on front of me, smile lazy but wicked, like a wolf on the prowl as his violet eyes dragged over my face. “Who or what – are you…?”

Staring up at him, I felt a cheeky grin tug at my lips. Then I squinted.

“Are you hungry?” I turned around, nodding. “I'm hungry.”

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I could feel Rhys´ eyes on my back as I carefully spooned the hot, steaming stew into a bowl before turning around and sliding it over the table towards where the male was sitting, reclined lazily as his gaze tracked my movements. He shifted when I handed him a spoon, the movement causing the torn front of his shirt to slip, revealing smooth, tanned skin over hard planes of muscle where not even an hour ago, a gaping, green tinged chasm had gaped.

Turning back around to fill another bowl, I picked up a spoon for myself before pulling the chair next to Rhys' back with my foot and sitting down, folding my legs up and blowing away the steam rising from the stew. Then I raised my eyes, only to find the male watching me. His bowl was untouched.

I huffed, feeling my lips curl in amusement as I sent him a mischievous grin and raised my brows.

“I just saved your life, poisoning you right after would be a bit of a waste.”

Rhys' lips curved upwards as his eyes dragged over my face. “You didn't know who I was before.”

I grinned softly, dunking my spoon into the stew. “I knew what you were the second you stepped through the front door.” Throwing him a look, I felt my lips rise into a crooked smile at the way his eyes narrowed.

“I could feel you. Your powers.” I shrugged. “If I really wanted you dead, I would've just killed you then instead of wasting energy on healing you.” I smirked a little. “Or I would've just stalled for a minute and you would have died all on your own.”

One corner of Rhys' lips curved upwards, but he didn't move.

I waited for a second, then I breathed out, staring at him.

Gods damned stubborn High Lord.

“You need to eat something.” My eyes moved over his face, the light crinkle around his violet eyes as they tracked over mine in return. “I may have gotten the poison out of your body, but that doesn't mean it didn't drain a whole lot of energy from you before. You need to eat, and then, you need to sleep.”

Leaning forward, I carefully spooned some of the stew out of his bowl, grumbling under my breath: “Otherwise you'll be hanging around here for the next century.” Gently blowing away the steam, I straightened up, carefully sipping the hot liquid off the spoon.

Rhys stared at me for another moment, a light twinkle growing in his eyes. Then he reached for his spoon. Before he dunked it into his bowl, he looked up at me.

“You never told me your name.”

“I know.” Wrapping my fingers around the warm bowl, I sent him a cheeky grin. When he just stared at me, I giggled softly.

“I'm Y/N.”

Rhys' eyes flickered over my face, and they narrowed, just a bit.

“Y/N.” His iris twinkled.

I huffed, and the male grinned before finally beginning to eat.

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The night air was soft, the breeze warm as it brushed over my arms. Watching the few stars twinkling in the dark sky, I looked over my shoulder when I heard footsteps and narrowed my eyes.

“I thought I told you to go to sleep.”

Rhys' violet eyes twinkled like the night sky when he leaned into the open doors, casually slipping his hands into his pockets. He had fixed his shirt, now wearing another, similar to the one before and leaving a sliver of the planes of his chest exposed. There were light crinkles around his eyes when he raised his brows.

“I guess people have been right when they told me I am terrible at following orders.”

I huffed and turned back around, but I could feel my lips curve as I mumbled drily: “Let me guess: It's because you're too used to giving them.”

Cool air whispered over me, bringing with it the scent of chilled nights and jasmine, then something warm brushed my side, and when I raised my head, Rhys took a seat next to me, his eyes glowing in the soft light of the garden when he sent me a smirk. “Maybe.”

Grumbling, I pulled my knees closer.

With a chuckle, Rhysand looked up at the sky, the stars reflecting in his eyes. Then he threw me a look. “You saved my life today.”

I felt one side of my lips turn up. “Yes, I think we have established that.”

From the corner of my eye, I saw Rhys' gaze move over my face.

“Why?”

I shrugged. “Why not?”

The male's eyes pierced the side of my face as he watched me silently.

For a second, I looked up into the sky, then I exhaled, rolling my eyes a little even though I couldn't contain the amused twitch of my lips.

“I don't want anything from you.” I looked over at him, raising an eyebrow. “If that's what you are wondering.” Shaking my head a little, I looked back up at the sky.

“I didn't do this because I want something from you.” Tilting my head and breathing out slowly, I felt something tug gently in my chest when I mumbled softly: “You were dying. I was able to prevent that. It's that simple.”

For a moment, I could feel Rhys stare at me, could feel his violet eyes pierce the side of my face. Then his deep, velvety voice traced over my skin.

“And here I was, thinking the Dark Fae were ruthless and cruel.”

My heart skipped high once, getting lodged into my throat.

I blinked before turning my head, only to find him watching me already, one corner of his lips curved upwards as he stared at me.

Returning his gaze, I felt something shift in my chest, soft and warm, and slowly, I could feel one corner of my lips rose.

“Strange.” I smiled cheekily, squinting in thought. “From what I've heard, people think the same thing about the High Lord of the Night Court.”

Rhys' violet eyes twinkled wickedly.

“Who says they're wrong?”

I shrugged, grinning crookedly. “You.”

Rhys' brows twitching for just a second, his eyes flickering over my face, and I smiled softly.

“I can feel it. That you're not what everyone believes you are. Though I'm not quite sure yet why you still don't correct that opinion.” I blinked. “I don't know how I know, I just – do. It is difficult to explain, how this works, but –“ I hesitated for a second before breathing out. “I feel people. Their presence. It's -” I furrowed my brows, trying to find the right words. “It's like I can sense them.”

One corner of Rhys' lips rose. “And what do I feel like?”

“You mean apart from annoying and cocky?”

The male smirked slowly, and I grinned back before slowly exhaling, focusing, and my heart skipped gently.

“I can feel your power,”, I whispered. “Not violent or destructive, just – strong. Like a hum. You feel – steady. A little pained, a little bruised. But warm.”

A warm breeze whispered through the leaves of the bushes, gently brushing over my skin. I could feel Rhys' eyes, and when I raised my head, something shifted in my chest.

The High Lord stared at me like he was fighting not to swallow. Then he blinked, and his voice sounded a bit rough when he mumbled: “I think your feelings might be deceiving you, darling.”

My heart tightened as my throat closed up a little, but I tried not let it show, instead smiling lopsidedly.

“They're not. They never are.” My eyes flickered over his face, and I barely suppressed the urge to swallow when I offered him a soft smile and whispered: “I think you're just not really looking.”

Rhys' eyes moved over mine, and something shimmered in his iris when he mumbled back softly, his deep voice raspy: “How can you be sure?”

I felt my lips curve. “I can feel you. Your emotions.”

Rhys seemed to tense a little.

“Emotions are the strongest tell of what kind of person someone is.” I wrapped my arms closer around my knees, furrowing my brows a little. “Even if people try to hide them, they seep through. Some people are more guarded, and I need physical contact to feel them. Their emotions need to be raging for me to feel them without it. Others are feeling so openly, so strongly, I just need to be near them to feel what they're feeling.” I blinked before looking over at Rhys.

“Feeling someone's emotions gives me a sense of who they are. Because we can't control our emotions. We can control thoughts, or words, but never feelings.” I smiled crookedly. “Not really.” I watched him, feeling something thrum gently against my ribs.

“You're good. You may not believe it. You may feel like you're drowned by doubt and guilt, like you're not deserving. But you are.” I shrugged, sending him a soft grin. “You can look, if you want. See what I'm seeing.”

Rhys stared at me. He looked a bit like I had whacked him across the head, lips slightly agape and eyes swimming with a mix of emotion so tangled, it was hard to discern them. But then he blinked, his throat working like he held back the urge to swallow, and his gaze became clearer, the corner of his lips rising as it flickered over my face.

Smiling softly, I turned back ahead, breathing out slowly as I looked up at the sky.

[thealtoduck]

Mastelist: DC Comics

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Batfamily (platonic):

Being the son of Killer Moth and becoming the new Spoiler…

Easy On Me (Songfic) (Sequel to ”Being the son of Killer Moth and becoming the new Spoiler…)

Being the nephew of Kate Kane and becoming her sidekick…

Being the son of Superwoman and being moved to another Earth…

Being adopted by Bruce Wayne…

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No pairing

Becoming Black Canary’s sidekick…

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Dick Grayson:

Being Mera’s son and helping the team while Dick Grayson falls head over heels for you…

Being the son of Lady Blackhawk and joining the Batfamily…

BOOMBAYAH

Water (Smut) (Greek Mythology AU) (Prequel to Sweet Juice)

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Jason Todd:

After Patrol Cuddles

Being The Huntress son and dating Jason Todd…

Being the Son of Hera and dating Jason Todd… (Crossover with PJO)

Dirty Little Secret

Jason with a ”dumb slut™” boyfriend…

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Tim Drake:

Being Giganta’s son and falling in love with Tim Drake…

Being Supergirl’s sidekick and falling in love with Tim Drake…

Gloves Up! (Smut)

Being Black Canary’s sidekick and Tim Drake becomes your bf…

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Damian Wayne:

Being the son of Roulette and meeting Damian Wayne…

Secret Saviour (Sequel to ”Being the son of Roulette and meeting Damian Wayne…”)

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Billy Batson:

Just A Feeling

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Clark Kent:

Sweet Juice (Smut) (Greek Mythology AU)

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Wally West:

Being Vixen’s nephew and joining the team…

Being the son of Fire and Wally West crushing on you…

Being Zatanna’s cousin and needing help from the team + Wally falls for you…

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Kyle Rayner:

Your Lois Lane’s son and you become a Star Sapphire because you have crush on Kyle Rayner…

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Series:

Jason Todd x Male Reader:

The Socialite and The Vigilante | Masterlist

Jason reunites with a close friends and feelings develops between the two…

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Garfield Logan x Male Reader:

Divination Daze | Masterlist

Gar develops feelings for the receptionist at Madame Xandau’s parlor…

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BatCat!Bro

BatCat!Bro Masterlist

The son of Selina Kyle and Bruce Wayne, moves in to Wayne Manor…

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Tim Drake x Riddler Sidekick!Male Reader:

Masterlist

Tim starts and unlikely relationship with Riddler’s sidekick…

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Jason Todd x Male Reader (Smut) (Y2K Movie-ish AU) :

Masterlist

One afternoon leads Jason to form a special relationship with his childhood friend and next-door neighbour…

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Masterlist

🔥-Smut 🧨-Angst

🩹-Hurt/Comfort 🧸-Fluff

🫶🏻-Yandere

🗝️-Dark/Darkish Aleksander Morozova

Series

Moon Helios: Y/n Starkov a legendary warrior, fierce protecter and monster. Bred and broken in servitude to her saint. She knows nothing but her mission in life. To live, and die at her saint’s command. Aleksander Morozova the most powerful of the grisha, a monster. A general who has been fighting alone for hundreds of years. She hates him, he needs her. 🔥🧨🩹🧸🗝️

Series trigger warnings: Child abuse, anxiety, religious trauma, racism, manipulation, division of canon, Alina hate?, trauma, ptsd, bullying, insomnia, self-neglect, mental health issues, guilt tripping, cult theme, blood consumption, cannibalism?? Lost of murder, talks of SA in other characters, Sexual acts, future smut, predatory behavior(not from Aleks) and all other shadow and bone stuff

Act I : Face Claims Act l : Prologue Act l : The academy Act I : Burn Marks Act I : Where’s my epic background music Act I : Necklace for a Lifetime Act I : The Motherland Act I : A Helios is Born

Series Blurs

I Have a Dream

Oneshots

Marking (Aleksander Morozova x fem!reader) 🔥 Touch her and die (Aleksander Morozova x fem!reader) 🩹🧨 Scars (Aleksander Morozova x wife reader)🧨🩹 Tension (Aleksander Morozova x fem!reader)🔥

Harry Potter

Series

N/a

Oneshots

A Miracle (Mattheo Riddle x pregnant!reader) 🩹 A Fathers love (Matthe Riddle x wife!reader)🩹🧸🧨 Reunion (King!Siris Black x fem!reader)🩹🧸

John Wick

Series

Pupllis: She was a weapon from birth. Born and bred to kill for the high table. John Wick a legendary assassin who knew more fame than any. She was a gift to him, he didn’t want to keep her. As there time together passes and they learn to care for one anyone the High Table comes for them. platonic! John wick x child!fem! Reader.🩹🧨🔥🗝️🧸 (Smut is not with John but future Oc)

Chapters One

Oneshots

N/a

My Hero Academia

Series

The Final Alice: Aizawa never wanted to be a father but that plan was thrown away when he found a girl during a mission. This girl was like no child he’d ever seen before. As she grew her power and background remained a mystery. How will her life turn when she meets a charming red head with sharp teeth and an explosive blonde. platonic!Aizawa x daughter!reader, KiriBaku x fem!reader.🧨🩹🔥🧸

Help Pick A Hero Name Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter EightChapter Nine Chapter Ten

Oneshots

N/a

Narnia

Series

From the Stars : A star fairy and the prince of the kingdom that destroyed hers. What could happen? Prince Caspian x fem!reader🧨🧨🧨🔥🩹

Sneak Peak

Oneshots

Yandere Prince Caspian x reader headcannons🫶🏻 Something New (King Caspian x wife reader) 🔥

Percy Jackson

Series

N/a

Oneshots

Runaway (Percy Jackson x gn!reader)🧨🧨🩹🫶🏻🗝️ Misery is the Truest way of Love (Yandere Pereabeth x gn!reader)🫶🏻🧨🗝️ Lovers Quarrel (Pereabeth x gn!reader)🧨🩹 Stage Lovers (Yandere Perceabth x male!reader) 🧨🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🗝️

Blurs

Bottom Percy 🔥

Winx Club

Series

Fairy of Monsters : Alastaria the forgotten sister of Bloom. She slowly begins to unravel her true nature, thread by thread. How will she survive the many trials of her life. Sky of Eraklyon x Oc. Dark Winx Club fix.🩹🧨🗝️

Chapters one : Advesperascit  Chapter two : Monochopsis Chapter three : Kalopsia

Oneshots

N/a

The 100

Series

Project SS: It stared as an idea. Take a dying child and infect them with the SS serum. These children would be raised in isolation, to be the future soldiers for the ark, then earth.

Most died out over time.

Not her, Not Y/n Kane. The only child of Marcus Kane and his wife Alice Kane. After her birth, born with a weak heart Alice Kane decided to give her to the scientists that were working on the project.

Forging her husband’s signature upon the document Alice Kane was sentenced to death. The deal though and Y/n Kane became the most deadly of the super soldiers.

When protecting a friend she finds herself in a cell. Then in her way to earth with the rest of the 100. How will her love continue knowing she’s just puppet to be controlled. Will she grow out of such a horrible situation and blossom with the help of her friends and loved ones. Or will she fall so deep into her created identity that there is no hope. Bellamy Blake x fem!reader.🔥🧨🩹🗝️

Sneak Peak Chapter One Chapter Two

Dead Boy Detectives

Series

Scylla: She’s a half-breed mutt and he’s a crow. She was trapped in hell for hundreds of years before she met a teenage ghost who helped her escape. They later met another boy who would soon die and join there friendship. The group created the Dead Boy Detective Agency. Later as their classes become more difficult pieces of her life before her friends is slowly revealed. What should happen when she met and falls deeply and helplessly in love with an enemy crow. 🔥🧨🩹

Sneak peek Cast Chapter One Chapter Two

Oneshots

Poly Crystal Palace x mermaid reader x Niko Sasaki🧸

Request list/Requests are Open

[megamindsecretlair]

All of Me

Pairing: Kane x Black!Fem!reader / Plus Size reader

Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, You are in charge of your own reading experience. Intentional use of AAVE. Use of n-word. Phone Smut, mutual masturbation (fem and male) cursing, hella dirty talk, begging, possession kink, Daddy kink, teasing, all consensual. Established relationship. Brief mention of violence and murder. No spoilers for the show!

Summary: You were so dreadfully needy and Kane wasn't there to fix it. You decide to call him and tease him a little.

Word Count: 2,366k

A/N: Wanted to do a little sum'n for Thanksgiving while we all winding down from the itis. If I did Tyrone, I'd still be writing! LOL. Ya'll can thank @planetblaque for this! Kane's voice makes me so irrationally feral. Enjoy my rotten brain! Please consider commenting and reblogging to help support writers! I block ageless blogs.

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This was so unfair. You tossed and turned. The cold sheet beside you felt like it was mocking you. You were horny and he wasn’t here. Your feverish skin made sweat gather everywhere. 

Your fingers desperately rubbed at your clit, getting wetter by the minute. But something was missing. Or someone. Kane had been gone more often than being there with you. And it fucking sucked. But any time you brought it up, he started in with that smile. That head tilt. He’d simply follow you into the room and work out whatever your attitude was.

You pictured yourself riding him. His hands on your hips, effortlessly lifting you up and down on his dick. You wouldn’t be able to tell who was in charge, him directing your pace or you slamming down on his dick. Gripping him tight inside of you as if you meant to keep him there.

A low, ragged moan escaped you. Your orgasm steadily built higher and higher. You pictured that teardrop on his face. Pictured leaning down and licking it. You knew what it meant. You knew that he was a dangerous man. But then you imagined his voice saying dirty things. 

Oh, almost there. Almost there. And…it was gone. “What the fuck!” You screamed into the empty room. That fucking bastard. You were so used to him filling you up that you couldn’t even get off by yourself anymore.

Randomly while taking a bath or shower, you could maybe get there on your own. But nothing else worked. He invaded every part of you. He commanded you, body and soul. And you fucking hated it.

You sat up in bed and cold air hit your damp back. That did little to dull your senses. Your clit was throbbing. You were needy. And he wasn’t here to work it out.

You grabbed the receiver on the nightstand beside you. As you dialed the warehouse’s number, you turned on the light. Your foot dangled off the side of the bed, bouncing as you waited for one of his stupid friends to answer. 

“Put Kane on the mu’fucking phone right now,” you demanded.

“Yes, ma’am,” the little boy said.

You waited, chewing on your nail. You rubbed your forehead. Your fingers came away wet with sweat. This shit was embarrassing. 

“Yeah, baby?” Kane’s deep, raspy voice came over the line and your pusy throbbed in response. Down girl. 

“You need to come home, now,” you said.

“What’s wrong?” He asked. 

“Can’t come home just because I said?” 

“We talked about this, mama. I was gon’ have to be gone for a while while I deal with business,” he said.

So fucking nonchalant. Kane hardly raised his voice. It was infuriating. Sometimes, you wanted to see what he looked like when mad. What it would take to make him react or do something out of character. It was toxic but you didn’t give a shit. 

You refused to beg. You weren't some weak ass bitch begging for dick. And yet, you called. He was on the phone. You sighed, realizing how fucking stupid you looked sitting in the house by yourself all the time. You liked the solitude in the day time. You didn’t have to deal with anyone but your own company, just the way you liked. But at night, when you couldn’t sleep in the middle of the bed no matter how hard you tried, it was lonely. It hit you all over again just how dangerous Kane’s life was. 

“It wasn’t supposed to be like this Kane,” you said.

Kane sighed on the other end. “You trynna tell me somethin’?” 

You rolled your eyes. Your fever was starting to cool. You were still incredibly horny. But you weren’t going to beg.

“Naw. Bye,” you said.

“Wait, you called me. What’s up, for real? Talk to me, baby,” he said.

You listened to the rhythm of his voice. Listening to it, you were starting to get worked up all over again. With a word, he could light a fire under you. With a sentence…

“How long are you gonna be at the warehouse?” You asked. A kernel of an idea wormed its way into your brain. 

“Not sure. Why?” 

You shrugged, even though he couldn’t see it. You lay back against the pillows and got comfortable. 

“Just wondering…” you said. You played with the coil of the phone. 

Kane chuckled. “I know when you up to somethin’.” 

“Me?” You asked, feigning innocence. “I’m just wondering how long I got to play with myself,” you said. 

It was silent on his side. If it weren’t for the open air, you would have thought he hung up the phone. You trailed your hand over your tummy. Kane liked to place extra kisses there. You pictured him kneeling over you, placing soft kisses and watching how your belly dipped. He’d lick certain spots, guaranteeing a laugh from you.

“Are you touching yourself now?” Kane asked. He was deceptively calm. 

“Mhm,” you said. Your hand went lower, slipping beneath your panties. “Wearing your shirt. The long sleeved blue one. And my panties,” you said. Your hand played with your curls and you tried to control your breathing. But this teasing was exactly what you needed. If his punk ass wanted to spend all his time at the warehouse, he ought to know what he was missing out on.

“Where’s your hand at?” Kane asked. You heard shuffling. A creak. 

“Hm, over my pussy. Finna play with my clit the way I like,” you said.

“The way you like, huh,” he said.

You gasped as you moved your fingers through your folds. You were soaked. “Ohh,” you cooed. “I’m soooo wet right now.” 

Kane sighed. “I’m gonna get yo ass for this, I hope you know that. Touching my shit without me,” he said. 

“Oh, I’m so scared. If only I wasn’t so busy takin’ care of business,” you said.

Kane chuckled. He cleared his throat but it did nothing to soften his raspy voice. “You try to talk so tough. It’s kind of cute. But you forget that I know yo ass. You called ‘cause you couldn’t get yourself off, could you?” 

You bit your lip, irritation flaring up. His ass would guess on the first try. Oh well, didn’t matter. You were getting what you wanted and that was all that mattered. 

“Actually, I came before I called. Thought you might want to hear me cum again,” you said. You started to moan as you pictured whatever retribution he was thinking of. If he would spank you. Bend you over his knee. If he would fuck you in his recliner in the living room. If he would play you like a fiddle. If he would get straight to the point and fuck you stupid, not caring if you were wet enough for his big dick. 

“You rubbing your pussy?” Kane asked. His voice went lower, more strained.

“Yes,” you moaned. 

“Slow it down then.” 

“I need to cum,” you said. It had been a horrible night. After you smoked, you got so fuckin’ horny you were bouncing off of the walls. Kane didn’t like you driving by yourself. And he didn’t want you around the warehouse. He didn’t want to have to kill all them niggas for lookin’ sideways at your ass.

You hissed. Murder shouldn’t turn you on. But well, there was something so hot about the way Kane treated you. Like you were the lost City of Atlantis and he guarded the secret with his life. 

“Listen to me, mama. I’ma do you this kindness ‘cause I know Daddy ain’t been around. You’re lucky you caught me in a good mood. So slow it down for me. Go slow, them little circles I know you like,” he said.

You listened. Damn him, but you listened. You slowed down, rubbing large circles around your clit. Your legs shook as the pleasure increased. Your breathing slowed with it. 

“That’s it. Don’t that feel good?” He asked.

“Yes,” you whispered. Your head fell back against the pillow, your eyes rolling back to the ceiling. 

“When I get home, I’m gon’ lick that sweet pussy of yours. Nice and slow, just like you rubbing,” Kane said.

“Oh shit,” you gasped.

“Gon’ push those thighs to the bed. You won’t be able to close ‘em, no matter how much you want me to,” he continued. “Hmm, run my tongue along your pussy. Fuck you with it.”

“Shit,” you said. You could picture that. His tongue fucking into you. His big hands palming your thighs. Your legs dropped open further, as far as they would go. Your hips moved, wanting him there right now. 

“Mhm, slow it back down, mama,” he said. 

“Kane, please,” you said. If you admitted that you lied earlier, you’d never live it down. He’d lord it over you until he found something else to mock you with. Your belly tightened, cramping with the need to cum. 

“Listen to me, mama. You making me so fuckin’ hard over here,” he said.

“Really?” Your pussy clenched. You loved that you affected him just as much he affected you. That you weren’t alone in this obsession. You did as he said, slowing down again. Your fingers were drenched.

“I’m so wet, Kane. I’m gon’ have to wash these sheets,” you said. You chuckled, your voice breathy. 

“Let me hear it then,” Kane said. 

You held in a smile, your cheeks scrunching with the effort. You moved the phone from your ear and held it to your pussy. You played with yourself, nice and slow like he wanted. It was quiet in the room. So you heard how wet you were. You paid attention to the sound. It made you wetter. 

Your ragged moans were dragged from your throat. You were so close.

You brought the phone back to your ear. Kane sighed and groaned. “Damn, little mama. All that for me?” He asked.

“Yes, baby,” you said.

“Mhm, what you ‘sposed to say?” He asked.

“Yes, Daddy,” you moaned.

“There you go. You get that shit right. I shouldn’t have to correct you, right?” 

“Yes, Daddy,” you moaned. 

“Now I want you to taste yourself. Taste how I’m getting that pussy screaming for me,” he said.

“Fuck.” You did what he said. Dragging your fingers past your lips and tasting your arousal. You moaned. 

“I know it’s been a minute since you had this dick, you miss it, huh?” Kane asked.

“Yes, fuck, yes,” you admitted.

“Was that so hard to say?” Kane asked.

“Boy, fuck you,” you said. But there was no heat in your words. He was absolutely right and there was no way that you could deny it. You needed this man. Needed. It should scare you to give so much of yourself to one person. To trust that he’d always be there when you fell. And he had never let you down.

True, moving here was not what you were expecting. You were just happy to have him out of prison and in your arms again. You waited. You deserved his time. Didn’t you? Didn’t you hold it down for him? Weren’t you strong for him? Didn’t you get by, day after day, living with the pain of not having the love of your life in your arms? 

His side of the bed was always so painfully icy. Your hand would accidentally brush it and you’d yank it back as if it scalded you. It reinforced how empty your life had been without him. You could survive without Kane. It would hurt like hell, but you believed you could. You didn’t want to have to. 

You wanted him here, beside you. Holding you. Kissing you. Making you laugh. Fucking you until you both couldn’t breathe. Until the rays of the sunrise poked through the curtains and illuminated his beautiful face.

“Put them fingers inside you, mama,” he said. 

You did as ordered, pushing two fingers inside of you. You gasped. Your voice stuttered. Your fingers were a poor substitute for his thick dick. For the rock of his hips. For his hand on your throat. For his gorgeous eyes closed as he slammed inside of you. Like he didn’t want to be anywhere else. Like you were heaven and he was floating above the clouds.

You sighed and moaned. Kane encouraged you, wanting to hear every sound you made. You listened to his own uneven breathing as he jerked himself off. You pictured him sitting, rubbing his dick. Hard at the thought of you.

“I think…I’m cumming,” you moaned.

“That’s okay, mama. Let it go. You been doing so good. Let that shit go and cum for me,” he said.

You screamed his name as you finally came. The wild force of it knocked the breath from you. You felt like you were in the eye of the storm. Everything was still around you, but inside, you were twisting and turning. Roiling with the intensity of the storm. Your body bowed on the bed as your climax surged through you.

Kane groaned as he came. “Goddammit,” he muttered. He panted as he calmed down. You matched his breaths. 

You felt so much better. You relaxed against the damp pillowcases beneath you. Your skin turned cold as that phantom fever left you with the orgasm. Your chest rose and fell rapidly as you recovered.

Kane took in a deep breath and chuckled. “That’s all you get. I’ll come home and we gon’ talk about you on that bullshit again,” he said.

You giggled. “I’m gonna have to clean myself up. I’m thinkin’...bath. Candles. Definitely gon’ have to touch my pussy again,” you teased. 

Kane was silent once more. You heard shuffling and random shifts from him. “What are you doing?” You asked.

“I’m gon’ be home in twenty minutes and yo ass better be right fuckin’ there,” he said.

“If I’m not?” You asked.

“Don’t push me, little mama,” he said.

“Yes, Daddy,” you said. You tried to sound contrite but you both knew that you were happy as hell to finally get some dick. Twenty minutes wasn’t too long was it?

If you enjoyed this, there is more! The Secret Kane Files

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keeper of the lost cities

sophie foster, dex dizznee, fitz vacker, keefe sencen, biana vacker, marella redek, maruca chebota, tam song, linh song, wylie endal, jensi babblos, stina heks, elwin hesledge

chronicles of narnia

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riordanverse

percy jackson, annabeth chase, grover underwood, jason grace, piper mclean, leo valdez, hazel levesque, frank zhang, nico di angelo, will solace, reyna arellano, rachel dare, travis stoll, connor stoll, thalia grace, magnus chase, alex fierro, carter kane, sadie kane

harry potter

harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, neville longbottom, luna lovegood, ginny weasley, fred weasley, george weasley, sirius black, james potter, remus lupin, mary macdonald, marlene mckinnon, lily evans, dorcas meadows, regulus black, barty crouch jr, narcissa black, andromeda black, bellatrix lestrange

ride the cyclone

ocean o’connell rosenberg, noel gruber, mischa bachinski, ricky potts, jane doe/penny lamb, constance blackwood

shadow and bone

alina starkov, malyen oretsev, genya safin, zoya nazyalensky, david kostyk, tamaar & tolya, nikolai lantsov

six of crows

kaz brekker, inej ghafa, jesper fahey, nina zenik, wylan van eck, matthias helvar

the outsiders

ponyboy curtis, johnny cade, sodapop curtis, darry curtis, steve randall, twobit matthews, dallas winston, cherry valance

the hunger games

katniss everdeen, peeta mellark, finnick odair, johanna mason, cinna, effie trinket

it (2017)

bill denbrough, eddie kaspbrak, richie tozier, stan uris, beverly marsh, ben hanscom, mike hanlon

the school for good and evil

agatha, sophie, tedros, hort, hester, anadil, dot, nicola, rhian mistral, rafal mistral, clarissa dovey, leonora lesso

the land of stories

connor bailey, alex bailey, red riding hood, jack, goldilocks

scooby doo

shaggy rogers, fred jones, daphne blake, velma dinkley, thorn, dusk, luna

little women

jo march, amy march, beth march, meg march, laurie

dracula

dracula, lucy westenra, arthur holmwood, john seward, mina harker, abraham van helsing, renfield, quincey morris, jonathan harker, the brides

frankenstein

victor frankenstein, elizabeth lavenza, henry clerval, adam frankenstein, justine mortiz, ernest frankenstein, the bride

dr jekyll and mr hyde

henry jekyll, edward hyde, richard enfield, gabriel utterson, hastie lanyon, lucy harris

phantom of the opera

christine daaé, erik destler, raoul de chagney, meg giry, carlotta giudicelli

a good girls guide to murder

pippa fitz-amobi, ravi singh, naomi ward, cara ward, connor reynolds, jamie reynolds, nat da silva

the mighty ducks

charlie conway, adam banks, lester averman, guy germaine, connie moreau, fulton reed, dean portman, julie gaffney, ken wu, luis mendoza, dwayne robertson

monster high

frankie stein, draculaura, clawdeen wolf, cleo de nile, abbey bominable, ghoulia yelps, operetta, rochelle goyle, spectra vondergeist, elissabat, clawd wolf, deuce gorgon, heath burns, jackson jekyll, holt hyde, kieran valentine

the powerpuff girls

blossom utonium, bubbles utonium, buttercup utonium, brick jojo, boomer jojo, butch jojo

david bowie

david bowie, ziggy stardust, jareth, thomas jerome newton, celliers

sweeney todd

sweeney todd, anthony hope, mrs lovett, johanna todd

the rosewood chronicles

lottie pumpkin, ellie wolf, jamie volk, ollie moreno, raphael wilcox, anastacia alcroft leblanc, saskia san martin, lola tomkins, mickey tomkins, binah fae

hairspray

corny collins, link larkin, amber von tussle, tracey turnblad, penny pingleton, seaweed j. stubbs

attack on titan

eren yeager, mikasa ackerman, armin arlert, jean kirstein, sasha braus, connie springer, annie leonhardt, bertholdt hoover, reiner braun, hange zoe, levi ackerman, erwin smith, colt grice, niccolo, yelena, onyakopon, zeke yeager

daisy jones and the six

daisy jones, billy dunne, graham dunne, karen sirko, warren rhodes, pete loving/roundtree, eddie loving/roundtree, camila dunne, simone jackson

doctor who bbc

ninth doctor, tenth doctor, eleventh doctor, rose tyler, jack harkness, mickey smith, donna noble, martha jones, clara oswald, river song, amy pond, rory williams, simm! master

miss peregrines home for peculiar children

jacob portman, emma bloom, millard nulling, enoch o’connor, olive elephanta, alma peregrine

good omens

crowley, aziraphale, ineffable husbands (poly), beelzebub <3, gabriel, ineffable bureaucracy (poly), nina, maggie, nina and maggie (poly), anathema

miscellaneous characters

sarah williams, bernard the elf, rodrick heffley, varian, lisa frankenstein, the creature (lisa frankenstein)

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[gh0ston1c]

blood has no meaning if you don't have any

wednesday x reader

you meet her parents and she meets yours. although you all shared the same taste of color in life, both of your parents were totally different.

warning: tried to keep it as gender neutral as i could but reader do be masc, arguing, a good old hard bitch slap but fluffy ending!

a/n: writing skills be mid and sometimes confusing but bare with me, i write what's in my head and i don't proofread. we here for pure enjoyment lmaoaoo

y/ns pov

it's been a couple of months of wednesday and i being together. in a way, we both understand each other perfectly, and every day with her i look forward to more. except for today.

today was the day when parents come onto campus. and we agreed to introduce our families to each other. i am rather excited than nervous to meet her family. the infamous gomez and morticia addams. and her brother pugsley whom she mentioned before. from the stories that i have heard, they don't sound like bad people. they just like dangerous things.

but a part of me was still nervous. you always want to leave a good impression on yourself.

"are you going to keep staring at the wall or..?" i flinched back from being snapped out of a trance. it was my roommate kane who happened to be a zombie. don't know how and don't want to know but anyways.

"i don't know man. i didn't think today was going to be so soon." he gave me a half smile before laying his hand on my shoulder "only two days bro, you can do it," he paused "and if anything were to happen, just dig out and say-" kane was rudely interrupted by the door busting open and the two least people i wanted to see.

"my offspring." my father spoke as he stood before us in all his glory in a clad black suit next to my stepmother. "ever heard of knocking?" i ask in a monotonous tone. his head cocked sideways and with a dead expression he replied to me "know your place and watch who you're talking to." those words made me sit up and automatically hang my head down. it was a signal to my father that i submit. he breathes out with a smirk, "your mother and i discussed you and regarding nevermore and we've decided that you are to come back and be head of the clan." my mother smiles with glee and softly claps her hands in excitement as to where i had no thoughts. how do i process this?

"what?" i say aloud. "you're coming back home." my father says, i look at him with confusion. "why?" i ask "well, im getting old and the clan needs a fit person to lead and it's you," he explains. but it doesn't click. they send me here because i was a troubled child back home and now they want me back?

"that's not happening." i stated. "who are you to make commands." i sat there with nothing to say, my jaw clenched and eyes glaring at the ground. i can hear his feet step closer and then my chin was grabbed and forcefully pulled up to look him in the face. his face showed pure anger and once again i felt like the eight-year-old crying while dad threatened me for stepping out of line. "ever since you've come to this school you have been acting a fool. fix it before i do." he practically threw my chin down and walked. i sat there in silence taking everything that just happened.

"woah..... you okay..." kane hesitantly asked to which i replied with silence. "umm.... i'll just give you space.... feel better bro" and with that, he also left.

just two days.

i gave myself 30 minutes to collect myself before going to meet with wednesday. as i entered the quad, i saw many heads of different varieties. my eyes immediately found wednesday who never failed to stand out. right, where we always met. she met my eyes and my face automatically smiled. when i arrived next to her, she grabbed my hand and pulled me "let's get this over with." in her path, i already see three people who resemble wednesday and you can tell they were family and not even by facial resemblance. her mother was a very tall plump figure, her father was short and stubby and a short male who looked.... friendly.

"mother, father. this is my partner, y/n." her parents' faces lit up with joy "hello, it's so good to finally meet you, i am morticia, her mother." her words came out very smoothly. my focus turned to the man who beamed with happiness "my name is gomez, im so happy to see my little psychopath finding love" he said with awe. "my therapist suggests sociopath." wednesday butt into the introduction. "you're both," i turn my head to the shorter boy, he was about the height of my biceps "my name is pugsley. it's nice to meet you, she talks too much about you." i chuckle and from the corner of my eyes, i see wednesday give her little brother the hardest glare. "im happy to have met you all. this is a step towards something more serious," as lighthearted as i could make my laugh sound after i said that, wednesday still held a straight face. "i think she agrees." her parents both lowkey force a smile and nod anyways.

"well consider yourself a very lucky one. our little rain cloud has always had trouble making friends," morticia paused to frown, with her husband following her "why when she was a young child, we would take her to the park to play with the other children and she would sometimes push them down the slide or force feed them sand.." morticia stopped and gave an awkward smile "oh! and when she was in middle school, we put her into ballet classes!!"

BALLET CLASSES?????

"she hated it!! and she had on the tutu and everything! i think i still have a picture, let me-" before gomez could finish, wednesday cut him off "that's enough." she stepped in and hooked onto my foreman. "we still have to meet their parents." i did not want this to end.

her family is just as amazing as her and i was loving the conversation. but i did not want her to meet my family. i only saw my parents today but i still have yet to meet my 2 older step-brothers.

"well, it was lovely to finally meet you, darling. i hope to see you more often. wednesday has been in a much better mood lately." wednesday immediately dragged me away to the darker part of the quad.

the fangs section.

i dragged my feet to stop her from dragging me. she looks at me perplexed and i let out a hugh sigh.

"i have to warn you, love," her eyebrows scrunches "my family..... they're.... how do i say this" i stand there and contemplate. "very strict is an obvious but... it's not strict. it's fear. i don't know how to correctly word it."

"and i know you're not afraid of almost everything and im not saying you're going to be afraid of them..." i try to drag on. i can't find words to say my family is shit without saying my is shit! "what im saying is... i don't think you may like them..."

"i don't like everyone in the first place. im only doing this because i feel like this is a milestone in our relationship," a big smile stretched onto my face and i swore my love for this girl increased by a gazillion. "i want us to be forever."

"forever." i say and remove my wrist from her grip to intertwine our fingers, i brought it up to lips and gave the back of her hand a gentle kiss

-

when wednesday and i approached them, we weren't even close yet "you're late." these were the first words that came out of my father's mouth. i subtly grip her hand a little tighter but not enough to hurt her. "sorry father, wednesdays family was very lovely to meet and we could not stop conversing." it's like a habit but my head slightly bows. "you should be more considerate of peoples time. you have lots to learn before you lead." then he turned to the girl who started at him through her eyebrows

"and who may this be?" i let out the breath i didn't know i was holding and straightened my back. "this is wednesday addams, she is my girlfriend. my other half." i scanned his face for any reaction. like a vampire, dead as a doornail, he had no reaction. "addams family huh? a line of witches and magic." he paused and took his sunglasses off, my father's eyes a vibrant red that held no soul or humanity. his head turned to me and his eyes immediately connect with mine which were the same as his. appearance-wise, i was a mirror image of my father but internally, we were two opposites and he hated that. "i see you've been hiding secrets; however feel i must share some educational information. did you know witches used to hunt vampires?" i knotted my eyebrows to him, the fuck does that have to do with anything? "and yet you come here with one of their kind. disrespectful. have i not taught you anything?" his voice laced with anger

"she hasn't done anything to us so i don't see why there is a problem." from my peripheral view, i can't see her whole face but i know she's giving my father the deadliest glare. "her family slaughtered our kind, we were used for blood spells and experiments." with his teeth gritted, he kept poking my chest with every word "that's my problem"

"if it's your problem then keep it to yourself," wednesday spoke out, i hadn't realized that during our little argument, we managed to gather the attention of all my other family members that we still haven't been able to greet

my father's head slowly turns to my girlfriend who happens to be kinda small. "repeat those words little girl." a 5000-year-old vampire challenging a 16 high schooler. never woulda thought.

i watch my girlfriend step forward with no twitch in her face, every muscle relaxed "call me little girl again and i will not hesitate to shine everyone here but y/n with a UV light." i see my father's mouth twitch in annoyance and his jaws clenching in anger.

my father always made sure he was "alpha" and having someone step up to him so boldly, let alone a teen witch was extremely rare. "she's something else y/n" he said as he still held eye contact with wednesday "pack your shit, you're leaving tonight." he turned around and stomped in anger but before he could leave my field of vision i say "im not leaving. im staying here. with wednesday." my words seem to peak his anger as he stops with a loud stomp and furiously pivots back in my direction with a killer stare, deep down i was truly afraid

"i've had enough of your attitude!" my vision snaps towards wednesdays direction as i feel a stinging sensation in my cheeks. im dead yet i felt that slap. "you are to pack up and leave this place. all you've been is a headache and i can no longer tolerate it. you will be leading this clan, and that's final." no way in hell was i going to leave wednesday. "no father, i am not leaving." my voice was a little wobbly but as firm as i could make it out. "oh really? you're going to cut your family for some girl you just met?!" he finally blew up. this is exactly why i didn't want her to meet them. we didn't even get a simple hi.

"and what about it? all the years ive lived, this is the time where i feel most loved!" i bark back at my father, his veins poppings out his neck and forehead "if you choose her over this family, don't even come back. you will not be welcomed back and forever be exiled from the clan." apart of me broke. your family is all you know and what built you to become your person. "since you're going to make me choose, i choose wednesday! she's the soul that fills my empty capsule of a body, she is everything you guys are not!" my voice strained as that was the loudest i have ever spoken to my father

"when she dies, don't come back crawling to us." before making his way out of the section as my stepmother follows him and slowly the rest of my family does but before all of them were gone i made sure to give it closure

"YOURE ALL DEAD TO ME."

-

"that was quite eventful," wednesday said. we came back to my dorm room and kinda just sat there in silence for a couple of minutes "im sorry wens. i-i just- ugh" i let out a huge relieving sigh and slouched "that was a shit show."

"are you serious?" my attention peaked with confusion as i look at her "what do you mean serious? im sorry wens-" she cuts me off "no, i mean, are you serious that you left your family for me?" my eyebrows lifted. honestly, my mind wasn't straight during the argument and words flew out of my mouth. but thinking about it, does that mean im free from duty? im free from the fear tactics? "im dead serious," i stated, her eyes glinting with a tiny bit of happiness and surprise

"my love... ive lived decades and centuries. ive met and seen many people. but only you have managed to make me feel soulful. you are my soulmate and whatever life and heart i have left of me is all yours mi amore." my love for her goes beyond horizons and oceans. she grabs the collar of my uniform and plants a kiss on my lips. my hands find their place on her head to bring her in closer, since i am taller, i stand above her as her head is tilted up to reach for my lips, and her hands are now around my torso.

after a few seconds, we pull away heaving with swollen lips and red cheeks. "to leave your family for me is an honor. although i do think you're a bit weak," my jaw dropped playfully but she continued "but you looked so sexy when you were arguing, i wanted you to claim and change me right there." she whispers and this was very overwhelming bold for me. i grin and hide my face from her "you and that mind will be the death of me. but i would die over and over again just for you my love."

"mon cher." once again we pulled each other into a kiss which would always turn into a makeout section.

[queenpiranhadon]

- Love Like You, Rebecca Sugar

I...write for pretty much anything! You can check my fandoms list through the main navigation on my intro post!

Here are the ones I'm most comfortable writing for though:

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› My Hero Academia / Boku No Hero Academia

› Jujutsu Kaisen

› Spy x Family

› Demon Slayer

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› Harry Potter

› Riordanverse (check my fandoms list to which series I've read)

› The Inheritance Games

› Keeper of the Lost Cities

› The Hunger Games

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› MCU

› Avatar the Last Airbender & Legend of Korra

› Lego Ninjago

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› Stardew Valley

› Genshin Impact

ᡣ𐭩 = romantic pairing; ✩ = platonic pairing, ✿ = x another character (usually canon ship)

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› ⎸ Bakugou Katsuki ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Kirishima Ejirou ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Takami Keigo / Hawks ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Todoroki Touya / Dabi ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Aizawa Shouta ✩ ⎸ Hitoshi Shinsou ✩ ⎸ Todoroki Shouto ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Midoriya Izuku ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Eri ✩ ⎸ Ashido Mina ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Jirou Kyoka ✩ ⎸ Asui Tsuyu ✩ ⎸ Yaoyorozu Momo ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Usagiyama Rumi ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Gojo Satoru ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Sukuna Ryomen ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Itadori Yuji ✩ ⎸ Fushiguro Megumi ✩ ⎸ Nanami Kento ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Geto Suguru ᡣ𐭩 ⎸

› ⎸Kugisaki Nobara ✩ ⎸ Maki Zen'in ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Anya Forger ✩ ⎸ Yor Forger ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Loid Forger ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Kamado Tanjirou ✩ ⎸ Hashibira Inosuke ✩ ⎸ Agatsuma Zenitsu ✩ ⎸ Tomika Giyu ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Uzui Tengen ᡣ𐭩 ⎸

› ⎸ Kamado Nezuko ✩ ⎸ Kanroji Mitsuri ✩ ⎸

ʙᴏᴏᴋꜱ ➜

› ⎸ Sirius Black ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Fred Weasley ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Remus Lupin ✩✿ ⎸ James Potter ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Hermione Granger ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Luna Lovegood ✩ ⎸ Ginny Weasley ✩ ⎸ Nymphadora Tonks ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Percy Jackson ✩✿ ⎸ Grover Underwood ✩ ⎸ Nico DiAngelo ✩✿ ⎸ Will Solace ✩✿ ⎸ Jason Grace ✩ ⎸ Leo Valdez ✩ ⎸ Luke Castellan ✩ ⎸ Frank Zhang ✩✿ ⎸ Carter Kane ✩✿ ⎸ Walt Stone ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Annabeth Chase ✩✿ ⎸ Piper McLean ✩ ⎸ Thalia Grace ✩ ⎸ Hazel Levesque ✩✿ ⎸ Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano ✩ ⎸ Sadie Kane ✩✿ ⎸ Zia Rashid ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Jameson Hawthorne ✩✿ ⎸ Grayson Hawthorne ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Nash Hawthorne ✩✿ ⎸ Xander Hawthorne ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Avery Kylie Grambs ✩✿ ⎸ Libby Grambs ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Keefe Sencen ✩✿ ⎸ Fitz Vacker ✩ ⎸ Dex Dizznee ✩✿ ⎸ Tam Song ✩✿ ⎸ Kesler Dizznee ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Sophie Foster ✩✿ ⎸ Biana Vacker ✩✿ ⎸ Marella Redek ✩✿ ⎸ Linh Song ✩✿ ⎸ Juline Dizznee ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Finnick Odair ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Peeta Mellark ✩✿ ⎸ Haymitch Abernathy ✩ ⎸ Coriolanus Snow ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Katniss Everdeen ✩✿ ⎸ Rue Barnette ✩ ⎸ Cressida ✩ ⎸ Lucy Gray Baird ✩✿ ⎸ Johanna Mason ✩ ⎸

ᴛᴠ ꜱʜᴏᴡꜱ + ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇꜱ ➜

› ⎸ Bucky Barnes ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Stephen Strange ✩ ⎸ Tony Stark ᡣ𐭩✩✿ ⎸ Peter Parker ᡣ𐭩✩✿ ⎸ Steve Rogers ✩✿ ⎸ T'Challa ✩ ⎸ Peter Quill ✩ ⎸ Thor ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Natasha Romanoff ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Yelena Belova ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Kate Bishop ✩ ⎸ MJ ✩✿ ⎸ Pepper Potts ✩✿ ⎸ Shuri ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Aang ✩✿ ⎸ Zuko ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Sokka ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Iroh ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Katara ✩✿ ⎸ Toph ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Cole Brookstone ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Kai Smith ᡣ𐭩✩✿ ⎸ Zane Julien ᡣ𐭩✩✿ ⎸ Lloyd Garmadon ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Jay Walker ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Nya Smith ✩✿ ⎸ Skylar Chen ✩✿ ⎸ Pixal Borg ✩✿ ⎸

ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ɢᴀᴍᴇꜱ ➜

› ⎸ Sebastian ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Sam ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Alex ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Krobus ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Haley ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Leah ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Sandy ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Maru ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Diluc Ragnvindr ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Zhongli ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Kaeya Alberich ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Tartaglia ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Beidou ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Klee ✩ ⎸

You are totally fine to request for any of the characters in the fandoms listed, but these are the ones I'm the most comfortable with :)

ᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ➜

› ⎸ x reader ⎸ fem, gn, male readers ⎸ gore/blood ⎸ AU's ⎸ family relationships - ex. Dad Aizawa, brother Megumi ⎸ character x character ⎸ friend relationships (you and Haymitch are best friends) ⎸ character x character family relationships (Weasley twin shenanigans) ⎸ poc readers ⎸

ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ➜

› ⎸ smut ⎸ racism in a positive way ⎸ homophobia in a positive way ⎸ incest + stepcest ⎸ sexism in a positive way ⎸ slander to any religion or culture in a positive way ⎸

ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ➜

› If I don't answer a request- I promise I don't hate you I'm super slow I'm sorry 😭

› I will not write any requests I am uncomfortable with.

› Happy requesting ~

[6rookie-writer0110]

MasterList # 108-

Horizon Sunday - Rachel Zane x Male Reader (Smut)

Don't wake me up - Astrid Deetz x Reader

Magic that isn’t black - Wednesday Addams X Male Reader

Still got it - Wednesday Addams x Male Reader

The Raven and the wolf - Wednesday Addams x Male Reader

October won't end - Wednesday Addams x Male Reader

No light in the end - Wednesday Addams X Male Reader

We won't die again - Wednesday Addams x Male Reader

Headcanon Barry Allen (Ezra) x Reader (Gender-Neutral)

Until Tomorrow Night - Barry Allen x Male Reader (Smut)

Lucky sometimes tonight - Frat Bro Jenson Ackles x Male Reader (Smut)

Place of time - Male Reader x MCU Cast

Into the cold - MCU cast X Male Reader

Down by the woods - Avengers Cast x Male Reader

Hawkins - Avengers Cast x Reader

Let's talk on the phone - Avengers Cast x Male Reader

My dad is a shark, not an accountant - Male Reader x Avengers cast

A childhood friend asked for a favor - Kate Kane x Male Reader

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Request Rules

I’m finally getting around to writing out my request rules! If you would like to request a fic, hc set, drabble, etc. please read over these rules before submitting. Please also check this post regularly as I will add things as I go.

Things I Will Write For

Fem/GN reader, smut, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, dark themes/fics, praise, degradation, use of strap ons, p in v, creampies, throat fucking, both m and f receiving oral, multiple characters in one fic, choking, impact play, dacryphilia, pain play, bondage (nothing with legs specifically being restrained though), blood play (mostly only for AHS fics), d/s dynamics, BDSM, dub-con/non-con, piss, boot play/worship - feel free to ask about kinks not listed here because there is no way i named them all

Things I Will Not Write For

Male reader, character x character with no reader, beastiality, pedophilia, scat, underage characters (except platonically), gore and non-canon character death (except for in the case of things like murder house and hotel in which they would become a ghost), real-life people (such as actors), even though I might write for dom reader please do not request it.

If there’s anything not mentioned here, feel free to ask before making a request.

Specify the general length of the fic you want.

Please keep in mind that requests can take a while and I may switch between writing them and my own personal projects.

Keep in mind that if you’re vague with the description then I am less likely to write what you imagine and it will take me longer.

When asking about unlisted characters, please include the type of fic you would like to request with them.

Characters I Write For

Evan Peters

Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Kyle Spencer, Jimmy Darling, James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Austin Sommers (please no spoilers in the requests for any characters after Hotel), Peter Maximoff, Warren Lipka, Luke Cooper - feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here

AHS

Vivien Harmon, Violet Harmon (platonically), Billie Dean Howard, Alma Walker, Lana Winters, Sister Mary Eunice McKee, Zoe Benson, Marie Laveau, Madison Montgomery (depending on the request), Cordelia Foxx/Goode, Misty Day, Fiona Goode, young!Fiona Goode, Amazon Eve, Desiree Dupree, Edward Mordrake, Dandy Mott, The Countess, Sally McKenna, Ramona Royale, Winter Anderson (please no spoilers in the requests for any characters after Hotel) - feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here

Matthew Gray Gubler

Spencer Reid, Chip Taylor, Thorn (King Knight), Raymond (Suburban Gothic), Wes (Dollface), Paul ((500) Days of Summer) - feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here

Criminal Minds

Emily Prentiss, Aaron Hotchner, Penelope Garcia, Jennifer Jareau, Elle Greenaway, Cat Adams, Megan Kane - feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here

WWE

Rhea Ripley, Dominik Mysterio, TJD (only if including Rhea), Liv Morgan, Becky Lynch

this list will be updated regularly as i watch more shows/movies/seasons of ahs, so feel free to check regularly :) also feel free to ask about characters not listed, but there is no guarantee i will write for them.