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nisuna · 16 days ago

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hi hello long time no see for those interested I've been going through a hard time after getting fired and finding my place at my new job, but because I'm in a better place mentally again I'm back hehe

I'm sorry that my comeback isn't jjk related, as that is my target audience, but I have been playing love and deepspace ever since Sylus joined and I have been hooked ever since 🤧

I was very hesitant about writing this and even considered writing smth ambiguous to suit my theme so far, but ultimately decided to make it character specific. this man really has a chokehold on me, especially his jp voice. anyway, enough yapping hopefully I will be back with some jjk content as well, in any case, hope you still enjoy ^^

Thank you for all of the support even while I was gone<3

×This takes place after the boxing match from the Radiant Brilliance memory; I saw some fan art and couldn't stop thinking about it so here we are >><<

TW: unprotected sex, creampie, finger fucking, making out, kitten sweetie sweetheart, a lot of teasing but also soft, voyeurism, dom-sub dynamics, tit and ass fondling, lord give me strength this man will be the end of me oml; ~1.8k words

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"Did you just kiss my head?"

"What about it?", he smirked.

"I'd rather you to kiss something else instead."

"All in due time, kitten. Once everyone leaves, no place will be left untouched.", he whispered pulling you into a hug.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

It didn't take long for him to fulfil his promise. However you did not expect to be bent into such a compromising position in the process. One thigh in his hand, while your ass was being pushed into his hard crotch.

"Wait, if you lift it up like that I'm gonna fall!", you yelped expecting a fall that never happened.

Laying his large palm flat on your exposed tummy he spoke, "No you wont, I got you."

"I always got you, you can lean on me.", he continued as he bit along your delicate skin, tightening his grip on your thigh and waist in the process.

You were about to melt at the softness and genuity of his voice, a stark contrast to his rough hands holding you in place.

"Still, this position is a bit...", you trailed off.

"A bit what?", he groaned starting to grind his hips into the plush of your ass.

"Embarassing. I feel exposed... and what if someone walks in." you shook.

"You dont have to worry about any of that." , he spoke softly, nuzzling his nose in the crook of your neck.

"Okay...", you gulped. "Slowly, this feels weird."

"Mhm", he set your leg back down for now and continued. "Arch your back a bit more. Yeah thats it, kitten. The ropes are strong enough to hold you."

His hands were sliding all over your body before he finally decided to flip your skirt over your hips, making it bunch up at your waist and exposing your red lace panties, matching his outfit.

"Oho? Did you wear this pair on purpose? Were you expecting something like this to happen? Or maybe you did want me to fuck you in front of everyone hm?"

You felt embarrassed as the cool air hit your exposed flesh and the way his fingers were pulling at the hem of your panties, while admiring your ridiculous proportions in this position. Your waist and ass were accentuated heavenly, making him lick his lips. When he pulled and let the pretty snap back against your hip you gasped as a firm slap of his palm followed making the flesh jiggle. You arched your back impossibly more in anticipation of what's to come. (both of you hopefully)

He continued his teasing ministrations by unbuttoning your blouse and pulling the thin lace of your matching bra down your tits, making them spill over oh so deliciously.

As soon as he grabbed a handful of both of your tits you started to push back against his aching cock. You both groaned, needing more friction.

"Can't wait anymore, kitten? You even filmed my cock earlier, how dirty. Did you want to suck me off in front of everyone right then and there?", his hot breath hit the back of your neck making the hairs stand up as he continued to fondle your tit while leaving hickeys along your neck.

"Ngh stop teasing...give it to me already!", you moaned, pushing your ass against his firm cock impossibly more, as you clung onto the ropes of the ring in front of you.

"How impatient tsk tsk, he clicked and bit down on your shoulder, getting a yelp out of your quivering mouth. Pulling your back flush against his toned chest he continued, "But I'll gladly comply. I can hardly wait myself, a certain someone's got me all riled up."

"Wanna try the position from earlier?", he teased.

You didn't want to admit it, but him flaunting his strength by almost lifting you up with such ease made your cunt drip. So you just coyly shook your yead yes without looking at him, the tips of your ears burning red.

"Atta girl."

In one smooth motion our leg was lifted back up by one of his huge palms. His long fingers starting to leave marks already.

Pushing his shorts down and your panties to the side he wasted no time filling you to the hilt.

The sudden intrusion made you scream. Your voice echoing off of the walls of the empty stadium made you slap your palm over your mouth in a futile attempt to muffle the sound.

"Why are you trying to keep quiet? Afraid someone will hear you? We're all alone, but how would you feel if someone walked in on me claiming you like that, hm?", he teased.

"You'd like that, huh? I can feel you tightening around me, you like being watched."

You groaned in protest shaking your head as he started pulling out and bullying his thick cock back into your gummy walls.

"Noooo!", you whined head tipping forward at the sound your pussy was making.

"Fuck, look at you. I didnt know you could get any wetter", he mumbled licking a thick stripe up your neck and settling on nibbling on the shell of your ear.

You could feel your juices starting to drip down your leg as he continued his mean thrusts. Your head was starting to spin from the impact. All the talking was making you dizzy. You wanted to ground yourself so you spoke.

"I want to kiss you, please."

His hungry eyes settled on you as he grabbed your jaw twisting, yoyr face back so he could devour you with his mouth as well. The kiss was messy and wet, your tiny mewls interrupting it ever so slightly.

When he felt your walls clamping down on him he set down your leg and started to massage your clit the pads of his fingers. "I want you to cum on my cock, sweatheart. You can do that for me right?"

You violently shook your head yes. "Wanna cum~ Please make me cum~"

A few more thrusts and strokes along your clit was all it took for you to let go. All shame was thrown out the window as you moaned to your heart's content without worrying about someone hearing you.

"Good girl. Now, let me fill you up in return."

And filling you up he did. His hips came to a halt, but your greedy cunt wanted more.

He started to whince as you started fucking yourself on his cock, while he continued to abuse your sensitive clit. With the feeling of his thick cum deep inside of you and with the help of his skilled fingers you could feel yourself tipping over the edge for the second time tonight. It didn't take long before your hips came to a halt as you desperately gasped for air. All the while he was kissing along your skin, praising you and trying his best to calm you down.

When he finally pulled out you, you felt weak but his strong arms kept you from falling. His cum was starting do drip down your shaky legs as you shivered from the aftermath.

After a moment of silence he was the first to speak up. "Just so you know, I would never let anyone but me see you like this. Though I'm open to your input on the matter." you could hear the smirk in his tone.

Turning your head in his direction with a frown you spat, "Don't even joke like that ah-" You let your head fall forward as two thick fingers entered you again.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"We can't let anything go to waste. You're dripping all over the mat. So I have to plug you back up." he smiled.

"And whose fault is that??", you whined.

"Mine entirely, of course." he chuckled.

"That's right. Besides, I do not like being watched. Speak for yourself mr. nh-"

"Oho?", he mused beginng to finger fuck his cum back inside of you. "She's telling me a different story though. You were gaping just a moment ago and now you tightened back up already after the mention of being watched. My kitten's lying, but her body is very honest..

"Stop teasing! And I'm not lying." you protested, legs starting to tremble as you tried your best to hold onto the shaky rope in front of you.

"You're not? Look me in the eyes and say that again."

Reluctant to face him he pulled out his fingers and spun you around himself. When he stuffed his fingers back in, you groaned against his chest clawing at the fabric of his top.

You eventually leaned your back against the ropes and pouted, eyes teary.

"Hm?", he lifted his eyebrow expectedly.

"Screw you!", you spat before pulling him into a needy kiss. All the while he pulled his fingers out of you and gripped a handfull of your ass.

"So feisty. In that case, I guess I'll have to screw you open more thoroughly later." he spoke after pulling away and planting a kiss onto your shoulder.

"Later?", you groaned tilting your head to give him more access to your neck.

"Of course", he hummed. "This was just the appetiser. I hope you're ready for the main event. I've got a lot more to show you, sweetie."

"Ditto, I have a reward for your win as well."

"Nothing you do could ever reward me more, than me making you feel good."

"Hmpf, we'll see about that, big boy."

"Do your worst then.", he flashed you a toothy grin.

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~pt 2 coming soon ^^~

hope you enjoyed! this was my first time writing for him so please lmk your thoughts

MWAH and until next time<3

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jaytalking · 4 months ago

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Okay okay.

NAOOOO—

*inhaaalE*

So your Plasmius design.

*claps hands together multiple times*

Where do I even BEGIN to appreciate it OML I would fail at doing so-

Okay so.

Numero uno *cough*

The whole thing about him looking younger to embrace the vampire part. Yes. Yes I love that. That is now canon in my heart because it just WORKS. SO MUCH.

Because I feel like it could also tie into the fact that Vlad in the show is so obsessed with having lost everything and wanting all of it back, his youth included-

So he'd look younger as Plasmius EEEEEEEE

Also I LOVE how his eye shape changes as Plasmius and he looks more. Hostile and dangerous if you will—*explodes* eyes are the windows to one's soul I love eyes sm-

THE FANGS. THE FANGSSSSS—*taps the microphone* HE'S A VAMPIREEEE—

The way you turned the top of his cape into flames??? That is literally so so SO cool and amazing

Makes me wonder if he can maybe. Change the shape of it/make it appear and disappear whenever he wants?

Also his hands constantly looking like they have blood on them??? AND IT CAN SPREAD ONTO THE SURFACES HE TOUCHES??? TEN OUT OF TEN ISTG THAT IS JUST SOMETHING ELSEEEE/POS

Your young Vlad looks so huggable idk why

(Sorry kinda unrelated but I feel like younger Vlad was SUCH a timid person. And he'd get shy fast but he'd also be quite confident whenever he wanted.)

THE LOWER PART OF HIS HAIR BEING WHITE. I WILL—*holds head* "yes officer it's this design right here—"/silly

AND THE SCAR

Gosh my favorite part EVER

THEM GLOWING

OH MY DAYS THAT IS AWESOME

He looks like a fiery demon from the pits of hell I love it

I'm here for it

I'll put him in a freezer so he can cool down—/silly

I think we should give him pomegranate sorbet I think he'll like it

Cuz like

It's sour, but also has a sliiiight sweetness to it, and it has a bitterness in its core because of the pomegranate seeds. Idk I feel like that is just. So Vlad. Shfjfkvkvkv—/silly

Also very randomly: Vlad be like:

"Oh look, a sophisticated business man!"

"Oh, he’s a little bit messed up, actually..."

BUT YEAH I JUST ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOUR DESIGN FOR HIM I'LL HOLD HIM IN MY HANDS LIKE A LITTLE CREATURE/POS

Jophofhchvv thank you I never know how to respond to but know that we're screaming together!

Here's some fun facts about EctoScience Vlad:

-I really wanted to give him a dangerous vibe, ghosts can eat other ghosts to grow stronger extremely quickly in this AU and that's partly why he's as strong as he is, the other part being... halfas are just very powerful. Simply. Anyways everyone in the Zone knows and fears him; at the start of the series he's almost a boogeyman of sorts there until Danny starts beating him.

- Vlad didn't have a ghost form at first! His becoming a Halfa actually took a long time due to how it happened, and that's technically how it'll go for Danny too, he's just further along due to his own death being wayyy more violent than Vlad's. The progression into full ghost has slowed down a lot in Vlad's case, but for the reason I just mentioned, Danny's progression is fast.

- The "I hate you!" "You're like me!" Exchange is something I've had in mind since the start. In this AU specifically the circumstances of their "deaths" are extremely similar, but above all Danny fears turning fully into a ghost will make him lose his humanity and turn him evil due to, you know, actually listening to the "all ghosts are evil" bogus his parents believe. Vlad can sense that insecurity and in this AU he latches onto it like a vice to make Danny think him joining Vlad's side is inevitable in the end.

- Yes, he CAN make his cape disappear if it starts getting in his way in a fight, but I would also like to highlight his fire core making him very warm. Cats love him.

- His general behaviour as a ghost has been changed a little, he acts and fights fairly normally at first, but if the fight drags on for too long or his opponent runs away he's going FULL HORROR MOVIE VILLAIN. That first fight in the mansion was a lot longer and made Danny genuinely fear for his life. Let Vlad be MORE unhinged when he's pissed off I say.

#batt's blathers #ectoscience au

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allurilove · 7 months ago

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How do the classmates react to each other?

Like we HATE yearbook president but can tolerate sub. How do they react to each other on a normal basis? Also how would they react seeing us be friendly with another guy? Even if we aren’t interested in him either.

Yandere Classmate’s

(Honestly maybe they do need names oml)

They tolerate each other at work, well begrudgingly at first. Yandere yearbook guy would be nice to him in front of the customers, but be a total dick in private. Yandere classmate is the only man that gets to see this side of the yearbook guy. They both can sniff out each others true intentions, and yandere classmate knows the yearbook guy is a total phony.

They do team up when they try to get fired/quit from their ice cream job. Yandere classmate just started to hand out free ice creams. And yearbook guy has “principles” so he doesn’t partake in that, instead he flirts with the managers kid and gets fired from that.

At school yandere classmate avoids yearbook guy like the plague. He hates the sight of him, and how he has the whole school wrapped around his finger. Yandere classmate literally has to hold him back from fighting yearbook guy when he purposefully bumped into yandere classmate.

Yearbook guy doesn’t care for yandere classmate- as long as he shuts his mouth about yearbook guys real personality. He thinks it’s funny to bump into the shorter man, I mean he’s built like a damn stick. If yearbook guy breathed on him, he would send yandere classmate flying.

Their beef would be intense. And both men tried to brawl with each other, until yandere classmate decided to play dirty and hit yearbook guy with a rock.

They are both different socially. While yandere classmate prefers to be alone, yearbook guy would be surrounded with his little clique.

Both guys stand there as you talk to another man. Yearbook guy looks at the man up and down, he doesn’t see anything appealing about the other man. He almost feels bad for his retinas for even having to look at him. Yearbook guy sighed and he leans on his locker as he examined how giddy you seemed talking to the other student. He wonders is you are genuinely okay. Like, do you have a fever? Did you hit your head? Because why are you paying attention to that guy, instead of him?

Yandere classmate is more upset about it. This is the only time he can tolerate yandere yearbook guy as they both talk shit about the other man.

“Maybe they fell down a flight of stairs today.” Yearbook guy shrugged nonchalantly. “And it jumbled their brain up.”

“Should I push them down the stairs again? Maybe it’ll snap them out of it…” Yandere classmate mumbles.

Yearbook guy rolled his eyes and smacked yandere classmate on the head, causing yandere classmate to scowl. “Don’t be a dumbass.” yearbook guy groans, and he can’t even believe he’s talking to the twerp.

Your conversation was cut short as you slowly turned behind you to see your two yandere classmates arguing with each other. Yandere classmate tried to yank on the yearbook guys hair, and he just put the smaller man in a chokehold.

#Allurilove asks #THEY DO NOT GET ALONG LMAO #yandere classmates both meet each other #yandere classmate x yandere classmate #male yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere x you

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420thewritersroom · 11 months ago

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A Burning Tree

~ok listen! I know I said that the next part would introduce Revenant!Kung Lao, but I got the brainworm to look at how Liu Kang and Shujinko handled Kung Lao's death and add more Dark!Raiden to the mix. Especially since I was heavily inspired to write a bit more about Dark!Raiden thanks to @sogekii-heii and their recent piece with Dark!Raiden (I still think about that, like oml!)~

~So here we go again! I promise this time, Kung Lao's coming back and it's going to be nasty! Also, this title actually has meaning to it, finish reading to get that meaning! Or skip to the end and get it anyways, idc~

~Before we continue just wanted to put some mild context to ensure this makes sense. Fire God Liu Kang starts getting deja vu as certain coincidences and events start playing out that are too eerily similar to how things played out during the MK9 game. All roads were seemingly leading to Kung Lao dying in his timeline, and Liu Kang struggled with how to cope and deal with this. On one hand, he did not want his friend-…His new teacher…To die, especially since he tried so hard to tailor-make this timeline to ensure everyone got a happy ending.

Yet, at the same time, he refused to stoop down to Kronika's level and start altering the timeline until it was his "perfect" utopia. However, his fears and suspicion about the situation become even more realized when Raiden gets gravely injured, and the only thing that prevented him from kneeling over was the thunder amulet infused with his person (and some other magical shit, idk). From this, Raiden gains his iconic white hair, and this gives Liu Kang a heart attack. To make a long story short, Kung Lao ends up dying at the hands of the villains, Raiden is going through the stages of grief, but he's going down the same dark path as the previous Raiden, now becoming Dark Raiden. And Liu Kang has to finally interfere.~

Still confused? Too late, now on to the story!

Previous // Next

Wilted Cherry Blossoms, Dark Thunderstorms, Burning Hopes: Remastered

Characters: Shujinko (MK1 Ver), Fire God Liu Kang, Raiden, Past Liu Kang, Past Raiden - Mentions of Kung Lao, Scorpion, Smoke, and Ashra

Word Count: 5,578

Ships: MK9 Liu Kang/MK9 Raiden (Unrequited Love)

Warnings: Canon Typical Violence (with less blood), Heavy Talks of Character Death

Shujinko still remembers that day, when Liu Kang called all his champions to inform them of the news. Old and new Earthrealm warriors were gathered for the news, and it came as a shock to everyone what Liu Kang announced.

"I may have made a…Selfish choice, when I chose each of you to become defenders of Earthrealm. The timeline I originated from, many of you were there as well. Protecting and fighting for our home against threats within and outside of Earthrealm…And with this new era, I foolishly assumed that I could…Replicate the connections that were made before. I have taken up all of your time with new worries, wounds, and ripped you away from the lives you once had before. So…I'm giving you the option…To walk away. From all of this. To return to your homes, your families, the life before I found you. There will be no shame or dishonor if you choose to retire the mantle. I wish each of you a fulfilling life…And I'm sorry."

Shujinko still remembers the near unified gasp and murmurs that filled the room-the questions that erupted in that moment as everyone tried to make sense of Liu Kang's decision. Liu Kang answered any questions that were brought to him, but Shujinko could tell that Liu Kang was set on his decision. Despite Liu Kang's stance on the discontinuation of Earthrealms defenders, many opted to continue their service to their realm, especially when Kuai Liang, Tomas, and Ashra argued against Liu Kang's decision to weaken Earthrealms defenses. And where Liu Kang would've listened to their concerns carefully and worked with others to meet in the middle, the fire god did none of that, uncharacteristically so. It seemed no amount of concrete arguments was going to sway Liu Kang into reconsidering.

If anything, the zeal the Shirai Ryu leaders and Ashra displayed encouraged others to stay and maintain their positions as Earthrealms protectors. After all they've been through, how could one do so? Discovering mystical powers that they all thought to be mythical, experiencing breathtaking realms beyond their own, and for few, the soul-changing truth and reality of their existence. For others, they might not have a home to return to; a life either filled with too many hurtful memories, broken relationships, or homes gone to the wind to never return again. All of that is nigh impossible to walk away from…But walk away few did.

Their reasons for leaving were their own, and they left with their excuses. But there were those who couldn't return to a normal life due to the aforementioned reasons before. They knew too much, saw too much; for some, a bit too much. Like a soldier returning from a grueling war, reconciling an average living after spending years, months, maybe even weeks under the wing of Liu Kang and his academy would be much to bear on the psyche. Almost ominously, Liu Kang promised to fix that for them.

What was done to these warriors was not publicly told, but Shujinko heard rumors and whispers about Liu Kang wiping away the memories of those who couldn't find it in themselves to leave behind their new life to return to their old one. It's presumed it's a consensual exchange, and Shujinko wants to believe that Liu Kang gave them the choice to lose those memories. But there was something disheartening about knowing that old friends Shujinko knew during his time in the Wu Shi Academy now viewed him as a regular stranger. That there are those who returned home who will never recognize the faces of those whom they considered allies, friends, and maybe even lovers.

Shujinko would know that pain. He experienced it before.

Raiden, long before he was exposed to the same memory wipe...When he was...Changed by his former master's death, revealed to him why there were gaps and contradictions in his memories. At that time, Shujinko noticed a change that was present in everyone. People were avoiding him, few wanted to train with him, and others spoke to him in such a careful manner as if they were hiding something from the young pupil. Before, Kung Lao, Raiden, nor Liu Kang would explain why he was treated differently, chalking it up to his new classmates needing time to get to know him.

And for a long time, Shujinko believed that...Until Raiden broke the news to him. It practically came out of nowhere when Raiden revealed this to Shujinko. Shujinko's training was placed in the hands of the thunder wielder, and after Kung Lao's death, he was far rougher and blunt than before, pointing out all his flaws but giving little instruction on how to improve. Even Shujinko's ability to copy other's abilities couldn't prepare him how to fight properly. And, at times, Shujinko thought that Raiden used their time training together as an excuse to use him as a punching bag. None of the other masters at the academy was as ruthless as Raiden was, even the ones who were notorious for being a "tough love" type of mentor. Shujinko slowly began to dread training with Raiden...Feared him even. It was almost like Raiden had some...Sick, twisted desire to break his spirit, along with those he encountered.

It was the day when Shujinko practically BEGGED Raiden to stop his assault on him, clearly yielding, nay, submitting, to the thunder wielder. His glowing white hair and eyes, along with the sparks of lightning bouncing off him, becoming an image Shujinko, even to this day, has a hard time disassociating from his idea of what Raiden is. Raiden gave him a light but firm kick, forcing Shujinko on his back after leaning on his side. Raiden walked a short distance away from him, taking in the mountainous view of the academy. Shujinko took that moment to breathe since Raiden rarely gave him breaks anymore.

"...You've been slightly improving, Shujinko," Raiden kept his eyes trained on the scene before him, his voice tainted with a sinister tone.

Shujinko only moved his eyes to look at his master, remaining silent, for he feared that saying anything would rile the thunder wielder. Especially since the clouds have been a dangerous gray for a long time since they started their brawl.

"But you're barely where you need to be. Not like you used to be, anyways." Raiden gibed, still keeping his view on the mountainous regions ahead.

Shujinko KNOWS he shouldn't speak back, he learned a long time ago with this...New Raiden, what happens when he talks back to him. But something deep inside the young monk wanted to bite back at Raiden. After all this time under Raiden's wing, he's been nothing but demeaning to Shujinko. Everything the pupil did seemingly irritated Raiden to no end. If anything, the reason he's 'barely where he needs to be' is because Raiden beats him to near death and doesn't actually teach him! Not like he used to, at least!

Without thinking, Shujinko opened his mouth, venom escaping his lips as he responded to Raiden, "Maybe I would be getting better if you didn't constantly beat the 'lesson' out of me. You know, like how a true master would teach their student. Even Kung Lao knew that."

There was a threatening pause, a silence Shujinko didn't felt until he heard the frightening sound of thunder in the air. It wasn't until now that Shujinko realized where he first fucked up, especially when he put Kung Lao's name in the conversation. Shujinko quickly sat himself up, hissing in pain slightly as his muscles began to strain, and he was reminded that his left leg was sprained. Raiden still paid him no mind, continuing to keep the stillness between them. Shujinko knew that a possible beatdown was waiting for him, so he tried to sneak away as quickly as possible.

"You know, before General Shao, you were the first person to make an attempt on Kung Lao's life."

Shujinko froze upon hearing that, twisting his head to look at Raiden. He almost wished he hadn't that day because the look of Raiden looking at Shujinko over his shoulder, white eyes staring deep into his soul, was another unforgettable image he could never scrub from his mind. His mind was swimming with questions. What did Raiden mean that he almost killed Kung Lao? Never has he ever intentionally attempted to hurt his former master.

"W-what do you mean, master? I would never hurt Master Kung-"

"It's reasonable that you don't remember, you copycat pest," Raiden chastised, making Shujinko feel goosebumps all over his body when Raiden gave him his full attention. "Liu Kang wiped it all away, the memories of the time you got power hungry and nearly compromised the sanctity of the realms."

This all came as a shock to Shujinko as he stared at Raiden stupidly, not registering that Raiden was slowly approaching him.

"And honestly, I think Liu Kang was too kind to you. I should've seen the threat you would become from a mile away. Especially when I watched you nearly snap Kung Lao's neck with your own bare hands. You should've been put down, like the dog you were and the dog you still are." Raiden continued his encroaching walk toward Shujinko, his hair, and eyes now glowing with power as static encompassed him.

Shujinko starts to uselessly crawl away from Raiden, but too frightened to take his eyes off the thunder wielder. "N-no. No, no, no, I would never-"

"JUST BECAUSE YOU DON'T REMEMBER DOESN'T MEAN IT NEVER HAPPENED, SHUJINKO," Raiden shouts at the confused pupil, an arc of lightening crashing next to the cowering student, dangerously close for comfort.

"R-RAIDEN, PLEASE, LEAVE ME ALONE!" Shujinko shrieks as he tries to regain his footing, ready to book it out of there.

But he wasn't fast enough, especially with his sprained leg that slowed him down further. Raiden zapped him with multiple streams of lightning straight from his fingertips as he tased Shujinko, the pained screams of his student bringing great inner delight to Raiden, to the amulet. "You're a threat to our realm, to all the realms. You could've been a valuable asset, but Liu Kang is too busy playing the peaceful politician to utilize you as a weapon. Too busy teaching you about harmony and peace when there are actually world-ending threats out there that could be stomped out if we didn't hold ourselves back. That's what killed Kung Lao..."

Shujinko groans in agony as he tries to get away, Raiden's constant assault making it difficult to move any part of his body. "RAIDEN, PLEASE!"

"...So, I guess the only way you won't become a potential threat, is if you are never a threat at all." Raiden began to intensify the bolts of lighting, the sounds of Shujinko howling in pain becoming music to his ears.

"RAIDEN!"

Finally, the lightning stopped, and Shujinko collapsed from the constant strain on his body. Raiden snapped his head towards Liu Kang, the one who gained his attention before he could finally kill Shujinko. The fire god rushed to the unconscious student before angrily looking at Raiden.

"You could've killed him, Raiden! What's gotten into you!?!"

Raiden stared at Liu Kang, not answering him but not showing any signs of guilt either. After a brief pause, Raiden turned his back on the pair and walked away.

"Raiden! Don't you walk away from me! Rai-"

Before Liu Kang could stop him, Raiden disappeared in a flash of lightning. Something Liu Kang was all too familiar with; Lord Raiden would do the same thing if he were to exit a scene.

The next thing Shujinko knew, he was in the many medical care rooms of the Wu Shi Academy, receiving treatment for his wounds. Multiple nurses dressed his injuries before Liu Kang approached Shujinko, expressing how Raiden would no longer be responsible for training him and that he would be assigned to a new teacher. While that was a relief to his ears...Something else bothered Shujinko.

"...Is it true that I almost killed Kung Lao...That I almost destroyed the realms..."

Liu Kang was so taken aback by this that he didn't immediately answer him.

"...Is that why my memories are missing, Lord Liu Kang? Because I'm a threat?" Shujinko's voice starts to shake as he can feel an overwhelming dread take over him.

Even though Liu Kang didn't answer him, the silence was telling. Despite this, Liu Kang didn't conceal the truth from him. Yes, Shujinko did nearly become a threat to all the realms...And yes, regrettably, he did nearly kill Kung Lao when they tried to subdue him. And there were others that Shujinko did kill...His best friend, Apep...Was one of the many casualties that Shujinko caused. All of this because Shujinko, at that time, became puffed up with pride and hungry for power. But it wasn't something that came out of nowhere. Liu Kang admitted that Kung Lao's early years of being a master at the Wu Shi Academy taught him many lessons in being humble; something Lao had to learn the hard way when he was teaching Shujinko the first time.

Liu Kang had no choice but to wipe his memories away, bringing him back to when he was first found by Liu Kang and his warriors. And like a house fire, the flames burned away nearly every inkling of his repertoire, leaving very little for Shujinko to remember. But that also meant, there was no way to recover those memories, even if Liu Kang wanted to give those memories back. Much like a valued family heirloom that was destroyed during a fire, there is precious little that can recover the lost item.

While this meant that Shujinko would not be haunted by the constant reminder of his failures...It still pained him to think that he COULD be a threat to be reckoned with. If anything, he almost wished he never learned the truth. Living in ignorance would've been preferable to living in fear of himself.

Shujinko blinks, not realizing that he's been standing idle in front of Liu Kang's private quarters for…Who knows how long. He didn't realize he was deep in thought as he was carrying a tray full of food to the fire god.

No one has seen Liu Kang-not since he disbanded the Earthrealm Warriors. Barely a week after that disbandment, Liu Kang became a ghost in his own academy. None of the monks can confidently say where they last saw the fire god. One moment, he's confined to his meditation area, then he's at the zen garden, or his private quarters. Other times, no one knows where Liu Kang is at all. Oftentimes, it was just best to leave offerings for the fire god at his (once) usual spots and come back an hour later. Usually, the contents were gone upon returning to retrieve them.

Shujinko should leave the tray behind, knock on the door, then go. But something compelled him to linger a bit longer after the initial knock.

"…Lord Liu Kang?" Shujinko meekly calls out. He tries the door, and to his surprise, it was unlocked.

"Are you going to l-let me die? Like you did Lao?"

"HE WOULD'VE WANTED TO LIVE WITH ME. SPEND THE REST OF HIS LIFE WITH ME! HIS FUCKING BOYFRIEND!"

"I LOVED HIM, LIU KANG! WITH ALL MY HEART, I LOVED HIM!!! AND YOU TOOK HIM FROM ME! YOU DID THIS TO ME!!"

"Even if you didn't know fully that Kung Lao would die, why didn't you tell us! Why didn't you save him?"

"BRING HIM BACK! BRING HIM BACK TO ME!"

"Why did you let him die"

Those words will always haunt Liu Kang. The pain in Raiden's voice, the intensity of his lightning strikes, the hatred he felt for Liu Kang. That's not something one can move on from, no matter how many years pass by. But these words cut deeper than Raiden, or anyone could ever imagine

In his youthful, mortal years, Liu Kang made the stupidest decision of his life, and fell in love with a god. Of all the people he could dedicate his life to, a beautiful Outworlder, a fellow best friend, a Special Forces agent, hell, even the Hollywood star would've (not really) been a better contestant than the LITERAL GOD OF THUNDER. An entity that will outlive him by decades, who probably went through multiple lovers-Liu would become another footnote in their unending life. Not only that, but he was pretty much RAISED by this man. He practically went through the entire spectrum of relationships with Raiden, first strangers, then friends, mentor/student, father/son…And now Liu Kang wanted to add lovers to that?

Liu Kang, even then, tried to psyche himself out of falling for Raiden. He had many other suitors, plenty of girls and boys who threw themselves at the Shaolin Monk, and he had plenty of options to choose from. But no matter how he tried, his heart yearned for Raiden. If you asked Liu Kang how he discovered that he grew an affinity for Raiden…There was no straight answer.

Liu Kang can probably point to his formative years as a teen already trying to traverse and reconcile with his growing and changing body. He remembered many times where he lingered at those he found attractive, one of those individuals being Raiden. But back then, Liu Kang assumed that he was just "admiring his physique" and using Raiden as a means of motivation to get stronger.

But the feelings of desire did not fade away as he grew older. If anything, they evolved. Soon, he was having silly daydreams about Raiden. Wondering how it would feel to be held protectively by the thunder god as he lifted them away from danger. What his white mane must feel like, and how Raiden would react if Liu ran his fingers through his hair or braided it. Or perhaps how would Raiden feel if Liu put in the effort to make him a meal, something that Raiden would love. He started noticing little details about Raiden that none did, such as the light glow in Raiden's eyes when he was talking with someone he fancied or the age lines when he smiled. But then these innocent daydreams became…Fuel for more carnal wants. Soon, it developed into memorizing his physique for…Reasons.

Liu Kang began to wonder how it would feel to have Raiden pull at his hair, to whisper in his ear, to pin him down, speak sweet nothings to him, to claim Liu Kang as his, something Raiden could do at any point in time if he wished. A god could take whatever it wanted, and Liu Kang would've gladly let Raiden do whatever he desired with him.

But what outweighed the carnality and the soft trances was the genuine love he felt for Raiden. On the same note of noticing small characteristics of the thunder god, Liu Kang did know of his favorite food (it's nuclear buffalo wings), he knew about Raiden's brother, Fujin, knew about the many adventures that Raiden partook in, both sad and joyful. Liu Kang KNEW Raiden and it made him fall for the god most spectacularly.

But Liu Kang overstepped his boundaries. He and Raiden were sparing together as Liu Kang wanted to demonstrate to Raiden that he was ready for the Mortal Kombat tournament. It was a sweat-inducing endeavor as there was an intense back-and-forth, each of them blocking and countering the others' attacks before finally, Liu Kang gained the upper hand, pinning Raiden below him.

"Do you yield?" Liu Kang says, out of breath.

"Y-yes. I yield," Raiden, just as winded, replied as he shoots Liu Kang with a reassuring smile. "You have improved thanks to Bo' Rai Cho's teachings."

"And I have you to thank for making me a recommendation," Liu readjusts himself on top of Raiden, sitting up on top of Raiden while not applying much weight to the god below him.

There's a moment where Raiden and he are quiet after some idle talk, Liu Kang only noticing that Raiden was staring at him with a growing smile. "…What?"

"You are ready, Liu Kang. You will be the one who will save Earthrealm from Outworld's attempts to merge the realms under their tyranny."

Liu Kang, even though he was praised by Raiden countless times before, cannot help the growing heat from surfacing on his face. He faces away from Raiden before muttering, "You flatter me, Lord Raiden…"

"You'll need a constant reminder that I, along with every defender of Earthrealm, will be cheering for you during the tournament. The kombatants you will encounter will test your might, your vigor, and your mental capacities. I believe you are ready. I know you will become the chosen defender that Earthrealm needs." Raiden softly professed as he leaned up, using his elbows to leverage himself.

Liu Kang looked at Raiden, meeting the thunder god eye-to-eye. Liu Kang saw his whole world in Raiden's white pupils, soaking in every hint of emotion that was displayed in front of him.

"Liu Kang?"

Liu didn't even realize that he was leaning closer to Raiden.

"Is there something you want to tell me?"

Liu Kang didn't even register that Raiden was asking questions.

Before Liu Kang knew it, he pressed his lips together with Raiden's. At last, his hearing decided to work so that he could hear the surprised "mph!" noise from the thunder god. It was perhaps Liu Kang's first kiss, he wasn't as adventurous as Kung Lao, who definitely had a few run-ins with various individuals. It being Liu Kang's first, it wasn't anything remarkable, but it was memorable to Liu Kang…But not for the reasons he would've wanted.

When they finally parted, Liu Kang felt like he could breathe again. The shocked expression plastered on Raiden's face, however, was unexpected. They both remain in total silence, neither making a move nor taking the first step to speak. Raiden would finally be the first to move, which indicated for Liu Kang to finally get off the thunder god. Liu Kang, courteously, helped Raiden back on his feet, his hand, however, did not leave Raiden's.

"…I…I must go," Raiden quickly excused himself, disconnecting his hand from Liu Kang.

Liu Kang watched Raiden leave, and the feeling of awkwardness and humiliation quickly overwhelmed him.

Since that day, the pair seemed to share the same idea of just avoiding each other. But where Liu Kang was avoiding Raiden out of embarrassment, Raiden...Liu Kang couldn't figure him out (that bit of mysteriousness always being an aspect of Raiden he did like). Before, Liu Kang didn't mind it, but when Liu Kang began to rediscover the courage to approach Raiden, the thunder god was always turning the other way or shortening their conversations considerably. He could never get a moment with Raiden as he was always in discussion with someone else, busy with other matters, or needed to consult those dreaded Eldar Gods.

But they would finally have a one-on-one...A literal week before the official Mortal Kombat tournament. Liu Kang and Kung Lao were sitting with their Shaolin Monk brethren and family, the spiritual brothers jesting from across the table and talking about their eventful day. Raiden was missing from the scene, but he would suddenly appear in the mess hall where they were all meeting.

"Liu Kang, do you have a moment?"

Many faces turn to Liu Kang with curiosity. The same kind of energy children would have when one is called to the principal's office. Liu Kang feels a knot in his stomach, and he wipes his face with an available napkin, "Yes, Lord Raiden."

"Ooh~! You're in trouble~" Kung Lao jokes, releasing the tension effortlessly in the room.

Liu Kang smirks at his friend, throwing a dumpling at the razerhat wielder before skipping away from the table. Approaching Raiden and meeting him out in the hallway, he noticed that Raiden continued to walk further into the Shaolin Temple.

"Was there a reason for my audience, Lord Raiden?" Liu Kang finally asked after a couple turns here and there, but Raiden still remained silent. The knot in Liu Kang's stomach grows tighter as he anticipates their stop, which means he'll finally be informed the news.

Liu Kang tried to calm himself when they finally reached a secluded area in the temple, outside near the zen garden. Raiden stops in his tracks near a still-in-bloom cherry blossom tree. Funnily enough, it was the same tree he and Kung Lao would often play near when they were children before sometimes secretly training together under said tree.

"...Is there...Something wrong, Raiden?" Liu Kang drops the professionalism as he tries to make this personal, trying to appease to the human side of Raiden.

"...About that...Day...When we both...When we both sparred together as we tested your skills for the tournament."

OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK!

Liu Kang visibly (and if possible, verbally) swallows as he stares at Raiden's back, the thunder god still not facing Liu Kang and meeting him eye-to-eye.

"...Yes..." This was all Liu Kang could utter as he waited for Raiden to continue.

"I...Um..." Even Raiden was loss for words, as if he just decided RIGHT NOW that he wanted to talk about this. "...I...I recognize that you have developed a fondness for me."

It felt like Liu Kang's heart was going to jump out of his body or crawl out of his mouth. A large part of his being was vibrating with excitement. Is this it? Is this the part where they finally take the next step? Liu Kang couldn't help but step in place, leaning against one foot before placing added pressure on the other. Liu Kang wanted to say it. He wanted to declare his emotions in from of Raiden before the thunder god could finish.

"I love you. I love you so much, Raiden. You have no idea the night I would stay up with you on my mind. The pain I go through because I wanted to be near you, close to you, with you."

All of this and more, Liu Kang wanted to confess, but he is disciplined, he is patient. He will wait for Raiden to finish his thought, if he has more to tell.

"...And I have that same...Care for you too, Liu Kang. There's much history between us, and I can understand that you may have grown a deeper affinity for me."

There's a BUT in there. There's a MASSIVE BUT in there. But Liu Kang didn't hear it. He was too enamored, far too blinded by his own love for Raiden to even recognize the writing on the walls.

"But I must, respectfully, decline your love for me."

Liu Kang's world felt like it shattered around him. Somewhere, deep down, Liu Kang knew this could be a possibility. A high probability, in fact.

But it didn't make it hurt any less. Liu Kang stared at Raiden dumbfound. There must be a reason why. Is he not his type? Is it due to the circumstances with the tournament? Is Raiden already seeing someone else? What was the reason?

"…Goodnight, Liu Kang," and Raiden proceeded to walk away. Or, at least, attempt to.

It took all of Liu Kang's willpower to surge after him and grab his wrist, "Wait! W-why can't we? I mean, you said you felt the same way, so why do you 'decline.'" Liu Kang didn't mean to sound desperate, but he wanted to know. Maybe there might still be a chance he can still win Raiden's love.

"Liu Kang, you're letting your emotions control you. I said what I said; there's nothing more to it-"

Liu Kang forces himself in his line of sight, "Why Raiden. That's all I ask."

"Does the why really matter, Liu Kang?"

"It matters enough to me as your friend…"

"…We're not compatible," Raiden tries to say with finality.

"And why is that?"

"Liu-"

"Is it because I'm mortal? The tournament?"

"Liu Kang!" Raiden's eyes flare with godly power as his voice booms like thunder. This immediately quiets Liu Kang. Raiden takes a moment to breathe, reeling back his anger. "…You have many admirable qualities. You're handsome, patient, caring, determined, and good-willed. These are aspects that anyone would fall for and would be lucky to have you as their significant other. And…Perhaps, in another life, I could return your feelings. But I cannot provide you the happiness you think I can give. The amount of responsibilities and burdens…I'm sorry, but I just wouldn't be able to emotionally and physically give back to you."

Liu Kang was speechless as he gazed at Raiden. It hurts too that Raiden is just too good at keeping a stoic look, so Liu Kang can't even find any cracks in his "it's not you, it's me" speech.

"We both will have our 'plates filled' during and after the tournament. A lot of opportunities will be heading your way. I know a mortal's life is short; one must grab at every chance of life that one can. But believe me when I say, that you will find someone who will love you more than I ever could. And it might end up being someone unexpected." Raiden smiles as he places a hand on Liu Kang's shoulder.

Liu Kang slowly hangs his head low slightly, not exactly looking at Raiden's feet, but not meeting his gaze either. "I'm sorry for lashing out, Lord Raiden."

"Do not apologize, it's natural. Believe it or not, I have had plenty of experience with such bursts of emotions. I will always love you, Liu Kang, and I pray that someone will love you more than I do."

When Liu Kang recreated this timeline, his main goal and motivation was always to provide his friends a new life. A better life. A second chance at being happy. And sometimes, that meant changing and altering events so that his friends and companions could achieve that life they'd always wanted.

That's why Raiden's words cut so close to home. The old Raiden, the former thunder god, his mentor, his father…The one that got away. Liu Kang only wanted Raiden to be happy because he saw, from the outside looking in, the stress and pressure Raiden had to maintain on his own. And being a fire god himself, he can finally reconcile with those tough decisions Raiden burdened himself with. There were times Liu Kang just wanted to hold him, to kiss away any tears or fears Raiden had.

But they were never meant to be, but that never meant that Raiden's happiness never came first for Liu Kang. Liu Kang may not be able to provide for Raiden emotionally or physically, but he can give him a life where he doesn't have to worry about a single thing. So he put Raiden in his shoes and gave him everything Liu Kang would've wanted. A loving family, a best friend, a wise mentor…A home…Everything Liu Kang has lost or never had, he gave to Raiden…In some way, it was almost like a thank-you gift to the one god who gave him everything in his mortal life.

"Lord Liu Kang?"

Liu Kang opens his eyes as he's slightly disturbed from his meditation. He can see Shujinko peeking through the door, a tray full of food. I'm sorry to disturb you. I wanted to bring you a meal from the mess hall…"

Liu Kang's glowing eyes stare at the young pupil, and he gestures for him to enter. The young man hurries into Liu Kang's quarters, taking brief seconds to admire the gods' room before setting the tray in from of Liu. Just as Shujinko was about to leave, Liu Kang speaks up, "Please, sit with me. I…I would like the company."

"R-really?" Shujinko looks at Liu Kang in utter surprise. He doesn't know anyone in the academy who has sat down with Liu Kang ever since the fire god decided to isolate himself. He's probably the first in a long time to actually SEE Liu Kang in so long. "Are you sure?"

Liu Kang smiles as he picks up the bowl of rice and chopsticks. "I don't eat much anymore. You can have some of the items presented."

Shujinko was still dumbfounded as he watched Liu consume the rice. Shujinko would finally sit across from Liu and pick up a slice of bread and carefully takes a bite. The pair ate in silence, which was more than enough for Liu Kang. Just being near someone, even if it was someone he wasn't too familiar with, Liu Kang knew that at some point, he needed to break this cycle. If Kung Lao was here, he would've scolded him and drag his sorry-ass outside, and forced him to to rekindle himself with the world at large. Liu Kang actually chuckles to himself as he thinks about this.

"Hmm?" Shujinko looks at Liu Kang startled.

"Nothing, Shujinko…Just thinking…" Liu Kang smiles.

~whoo, I wrote "considerably" less this time around :D! So, the reason why I picked the title "Burning Tree" is because I was thinking of Shujinko because trees are often associated with family ties and how they're connected to each other. In this case, its more memories than any familial ties Shujinko has with the characters. With his memories gone, it's like a tree burning (or a better analogy being the house fire I mentioned in the story). A burnt tree is nigh reversible and you are stuck with whatever was left behind, if anything was even left behind. That can go hand in hand with Shujinko's (and even Raiden's) memories when Liu Kang removed them. Liu Kang, being the god of fire, can take away those painful memories, but once the deed is done, is irreversible. Even the most dedicated of therapy sessions won't return those lost memories. But like embers after a flame, small fragments might still remain. See, I'm hella smart :D. Also, if it wasn't obvious already, I'm a big Liu Kang/Raiden lover and I was shocked to see there was barely any fics about the pair on AO3. The horror!~

#Mortal Kombat #Mortal Kombat 1 #MK1 #MK1 Shujinko #MK1 Liu Kang #MK1 Raiden #MK9 Raiden #Shujinko #Liu Kang #Raiden #Oops Kung Lao's Dead Again AU #Wilted Cherry Blossoms Dark Thunderstorms Burning Hopes

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telleroftime · 1 year ago

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Nightmare whump for you where Bowser gets cursed by some enemy of his to have vivid and realistic nightmares every single time he sleeps. They consist of his kids or you being in extreme danger that he either can't save you from or that he's causing.

Just think about how much he would distance himself from the fear. It all feels so real to him everytime he looks at his claws he flashes back to the nightmares where your blood stains them. He starts losing sleep over it and you've gotta try to help him. You've also gotta get the kids to be more gentle around him because he's sensitive.

I'm finally getting to answering these oml -

Bowser would probably start to hate himself. Well, not hate, but he'd be wary. After the nightmares become more common and it becomes difficult for him to tell what's real and what was just a nightmare, he'd start acting differently. Gone would be his boldness. Rather than a blaze of fire he'd act like a withering ember trying to keep itself burning. He'd push you away either by busying himself or barely replying to you.

It's better that way right? It doesn't risk him hurting you.

Wrong.

He's so very wrong because you are not going to take it.

He'd never tell you exactly what happens in the nightmares but you understand the cause of them. You know who did it and you can infer what it's making him see. From the way he slouches around you and the children like a deflated balloon, to the way he keeps his fists clenched to hide his claws away, you don't need to guess to know what he sees.

It'd take a lot of coaxing for him to accept your comfort. He'd feel underserving and scared that he'd see you hurt in the waking world too - that that blood will stain his yellow scales red - but eventually he'd lean into your touch. He'd let you gently cup his snout in your hands and tell him how everything will be okay. He'd let your hold his paws and litter them with kisses.

Bowser would never say it, but that alone would ease a little bit of his fear.

Still, he wouldn't want to sleep in the same bed as you. He wouldn't trust himself. Not with the terror that follows him straight after being startled awake.

However, if we follow the fantasy castle layout, you'd have your own room joined to the king's and leaving the door open would be enough. You'd be able to hear when he's having a nightmare and though you might not be able to stop it entirely, you would be able to lull him out of it. you'd be able to talk him awake and then relax his mind from a distance.

You'd need to be very gentle, that's all.

And you'd need to explain that to the children too. "Be gentle." No more climbing his shell, no more running around and dragging him by his hands. They'd need to be gentle and careful so that Bowser is comfortable to push past this curse. Not like you'd mention that fact.

The older kids would understand the gist of it. They had either overheard the Magikoopas talk or they saw it in Bowser's eyes. The younger kids would have to be convinced.

"You all need to be gentle around the king for a little while, okay?"

"But why?"

"Because the king requires a little space. He's gotten... a little bit stronger and he needs time to adjust."

"But why?"

"Because he doesn't want to hurt any of you by accident."

"But we're strong too!"

"I know. You all are very strong. But the king is still frightened."

"But why?"

"Because he loves you."

#toonce responses #bowser x reader #bowser #super mario #redaskeded #I might add more to this later

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dragonbard-bastard · 2 months ago

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Started writing down what I did today to make lil summary posts cuz I've seen people do that before and like the idea of sharing more about my runs :)

Act 1 Spoilers!

The first thing I did was talk to Omeluum and Blurg, and I js wanna say I love them :) they're so husbands. We also went to the Arcane Tower and unlocked it and such, very nice, got the timmask spores and tongue of madness, forgot to go back to Blurg and Omeluum. Oops. Discovered that the tower has a BASEMENT!?

Spent a lot of time talking to corpses for fun. Canonically Soph would never- he'd rarely ever touch necrotic magic of any kind of ever. It would also freak him tf out.

We got Astarion's Sussur dagger!!! It's probably one of my favorite weapons in the early game, fuck them spellcasters fr. ALSO since I'm playing Tactician and long rests cost 80 camp supplies rather than fourth I've been very greedy with it so when we went into the Underdark Astarion was like "Hey .. Can I ermm tell you something. I'm. I'm a vampire." and Soph just said "Duh" and moved on 😭😭😭

Also for the not long resting reason Wyll only recently got his horns. Told Mizora to fuck off, and of COURSE called Wyll a handsome devil. Am growing increasingly aggravated as time goes on, however, about a lack of Wyll content. He literally won't even say well met anymore he has ONE LINE. no variety, just "You have something to ask?"

Dug up a dog's grave. I'm so sorry Myrna. Apologized by putting some flowers and a candle on it, it was all I had unfortunately.

I actually long rested twice in an row, one without using any camp supplies ofc, because I wanted the invisible Durge cape and it's actually shockingly good on Soph. I should probably give it to Astarion but I don't want to :(

Went to the mountain pass because I didn't want to go to grymforge, stole everything from the bitch who wanted the githyanki egg then murdered her because I hate her and what the fuck

fought the gremishkas (Astarion one shot a surprising AMT of them, it was awesome) and the Kobold. I tried to blow up as little of the wine as I could because more camp supplies, and found out you can apparently pocket the fire wine barrels with kobold still on them. This will be incredibly funny when I use the barrels as bombs later. DAMN I FORGOT TO TAKE A SS OF MY BARREL BOMB COLLECTION. Here's one from yesterday, though it's grown.

went to creche y'llek . went to the zaithisk, let Lae'zel use it, did this on the first persuasion check, did not use an inspiration.

Absolutely brutalized the bitches outside of the infirmary, I put an oil barrel underneath one of the light fixtures then shot it down at the start of the fight 😭😭😭

went to fight kith'rak therezynn, remembered why I ate the mountain pass. had to reload like three times until I was like fuck this Wyll go home Gale use arcane lock on this stupid door and then it was going decently well Lae'zel knocked the soul breaker out of her hands and later got her own weapon knocked out of her hands, perfect time to switch to the soul breaker I'd say. near the end of the fight a random fucking raider spawned right next to therezynn. just poof. right into existence. I was floored and slightly annoyed but therezynn hit him w a burning hands and took off half his health anyways???

Soph told the Inquisitor he can't have the weapon, the Inquisitor did not like this. Lae'zel stole his sword too and nearly killed him in four hits. He did become a pain in the ass w the mind steal link tho because oml he stole his own teammates minds or whatever. didn't know he'd do that. Wyll went down to this ranged attacker multiple times and I tried to use heat metal on him but he WASNT METAL. BULLSHIT. LOOK AT ALL THAT M E T A L.

Anyways, Soph got pissed about them hurting Wyll, went crazy went stupid, murdered the absolutely 100% has metal on him guy and one of the last spellcasters. told vlaakith to fuck off, visited the dream visitor, said get up boy I ain't killing you, signed off, and will now go eep.

Ty for reading :3

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #dragonbard ramblings #bg3 durge #bg3 wyll #bg3 lae'zel #bg3 vlaakith #dragonbard Sophronius

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just-some-random-blogger · 1 year ago

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It was ridiculous, this whole thing. Had you been born a man, there would be no need for this nonsense. Had you not been born a Stark, it would still be happening, but perhaps in not such a brutal way. Or had you not been tempered by the cold, made so brazen to insult and oppose Otto Hightower, perhaps your punishment wouldn’t be marital rape.

FUXKINGG OTTO YUCKKKKK BURNNNNNNN

Well if that ain't the truth

Some rustling could be heard outside your room and you panicked. You were running out of time. The tint! Made of some berries, you hoped didn’t poison you.

Lmao it would make sense if she wanted to get poisoned too

“Wife.” He rumbled, coming to stand in front of you. Daemon had docked his furs and armor, his sword no longer rested at his side, just as your agreement dictated. He had come to you unarmed and barefooted, yet it didn’t make him cut a less intimidating figure in the least. His purple eyes looked at the tint with curiosity, and plucked it from your hands. “Getting ready for me? I’m touched.”

HI DADDY 💞 STFU THO

Daemon’s breath hitched. Clearly affected by the sight of your prone, soft body, on the bed. “What are you doing, zoklītsos?” His hand went to your exposed folds, finding you as dry as the sands of the dornish deserts. You nearly jolted at the touch, and only his hand on your hips kept you in place. It was not a good omen, you had gathered, from nights spent exploring your body before the cold and worries had turned you into the frigid ice queen the lords in the South accused you of being.

NAH BUT WHAT IS SHE DOING SHE BUILT DIFFERENT OML

“Don’t be like that, little wife.” He kissed your jaw, tenderly, and when you moved your face away from him, Daemon adapted and started kissing a path down your exposed neck. “You wouldn’t like that, sweet innocent virgin you are. I would tear you apart, and that's no fun.”

“Oh, by the…” You muttered, exasperated. You tried telling yourself that the red of your cheeks was out of rage and not embarrassment. Used as you were at being the smartest one in the room, you deeply disliked how out of your depth you were here. It was not your fault, being uneducated on these matters. Orphaned when you were a lady just flowered, there had been no time for anything else but caring for your siblings. “Why must every woman you meet burn for you?”

“Because I am the blood of the dragon. Heat is in my veins.” He mouthed at your shoulder, this time. His kisses felt like a trail of fire down your body. It was… Waking feelings you didn’t wish to have. Nipples pebbling, hairs standing up, pleasant shivers and all. You breathed in and out, trying to control yourself. Daemon pushed the sleeve of your shift down. “My proper little wife. My ice queen. You will melt, in the end.” He kissed back up and towards your ear, whispering, cruelly. “They all do.”

LITERALLY SHUT THE FUCK UP BUT ALSO

“Do you really want to find out how the fire in your veins meets the ice in mine?” You remarked, coldly. It was an attempt at projecting a bravery you did not feel. Bravado. Nothing more. And Daemon could tell.

FUCK YOUR FORESIGHT ALSO ME

“Fire can melt ice.” He pressed an open-mouthed kiss on your throat. [...] But heat was pooling between your legs, you were getting embarrassingly slick.

YEAH WE WATER NOW

“Ice can put out a fire.” You warned, one of your hands going to his silver locks and tugging. You got exactly the opposite reaction of what you wanted. Daemon’s eyes closed, expression turning into a delightful mix of pleasure and pain.

GET IT GIRLIE AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

“Only a fool would meet your ice head on.” He kissed your sternum. You remained as still as a sculpture. He tugged at the sleeves, until they gave. There went the dornish shift, ruined forever. You felt a distant rage at having wasted so much gold on it for him to rip it apart. Daemon drank the sight of your exposed chest eagerly, seemingly entranced. You tried covering yourself, but he grabbed at your wrists.

You felt like you were burning up, as if something that had been long asleep in you had started to be awakened. Long hidden and forgotten desires that were making themselves known. You found yourself looking down, mesmerized by the sight of the blond shock of hair between your parted thighs and how it bobbed up and down with each eager lick he took. Your hand reached down, tangling in Daemon’s hair, and it was then, you got pulled over the edge.

“It won’t hurt.” Daemon said, kissing your forehead. You looked up at him, eyes wide in fear. He squeezed your hand and lined himself up. You felt the tip of his cock nudge at your entrance, and wondered what it looked like. It felt blunt, and it was very warm. “I will do it on one thrust, like ripping a bandage off. You probably don’t have your maidenhead, with how fond you are of riding. And if you do, you are more than wet enough.”

OK DADDY WHATEVER YOU SAY DADDY WHATEVER DADDY WANTS

“Jealous, ice queen?” Daemon licked a strip down the base of your neck towards your jaw. “You will have to admit you know little of the topic.”

WHAT ABOUT IT

“I would say I know plenty.” You answered, glowering, just as he thrust inside of you, seemingly tired of the conversation. At the sudden feeling of fullness, you yelped. But there was no pain, as he had promised. Only an odd feeling of being stretched and filled to the brim, and a slight discomfort. “Rude.”

“Fucking is a pleasure.” Daemon insisted, pinching at one of your nipples, You whined. He could be telling you the secrets of the realm, and you wouldn’t care. “And I will teach you all about it.” He grunted in your ear.

You were too gone to care about his smugness. Your heels dug into his back, pulling him closer and closer. You met him thrust by thrust, scratching at his back until your nails were bloody. Daemon kissed you and tugged at your hair, desperate to claim you. You could hear his silent laughter, feel his mocking smile against your skin. He had finally gotten what he wanted, a reaction out of you. It could not be faked, this pure, raw emotion. Soon, his fingers found their way to your button, making you whine and squirm. It was too much for your poor, abused body. You screamed his name as you reached your second peak of the night.

Honesty (Daemon Targaryen × Reader)

Summary: In which Prince Daemon seduces his unwilling Lady Wife.

Warnings: Smut. Dub Con/ Non Con. Oral sex (F receiving), P in V sex. Stark reader. Convenience Marriage. No use of Y/N.

A/N: First time writing for Daemon. Reader is the oldest sister of Cregan Stark and acts as his regent. Might write the full story one day. High valyrian from an online translator, not explaining it because I wanted the reader to not know the meaning.

The shift was white, silky, and oh so tiny. You stared at it with contempt. It had cost you a pretty penny, as had the cosmetics Lady Manderly had so eagerly pushed into your hands. Red tint, she had said, to paint your lips and enhance your natural attributes in other areas. The woman had even had the nerve to point at your breasts!

Still. It was your duty, and you intended to perform it. It was the only way to keep Cregan, Rickon and Sara safe. And you would do it. Prince Daemon, your lord husband, as he insisted you called him, could surely get the deed done faster with the proper incentives.

You took off your gown, having been previously unlaced by your trusty maid. You put on the dreaded, lacy shift. The latest fashion in Dorne, you had been told. For how expensive it was, it certainly was made of little fabric. You glared at your reflection, watching how the long sleeves had a vertical cut that made them useless. Your skin broke out in goosebumps, as you wished you could add more wood to the fire.

Some rustling could be heard outside your room and you panicked. You were running out of time. The tint! Made of some berries, you hoped didn’t poison you. You quickly rubbed it on your lips and cheeks, trying to seem less like the terrified girl you were and more like an appealing sight. You sat down, primly, on the foot of the bed just in time for Daemon to enter the room.

You glared at him, trying to hide how much nerves pooled in your stomach, how you were cold from fear, skin clammy and pale.

“If I must…” You shifted to your hands and knees, and lifted your shift, exposing your naked folds and arse. It was quite the vulnerable position, and heat started to spread almost immediately to your cheeks and neck. You hated the humiliation it brought you.

“Go ahead. Do it.” You closed your eyes, keeping them tightly shut, and braced yourself for the pain. Daemon tsked, his warm palm caressing your bottom.

“Hells, you have been deprived.” He pulled your shift down, covering you.

“I do not understand.” You frowned, looking at him over your shoulder, still on your hands and knees. “This is right, I know. I have seen animals do it.” Your tone was of absolute confidence, petulant, even. To you, it was one of the facts of life. The sky was blue, the sun rose in the west, and fucking was done on one’s hands and knees, with the man behind you. It cracked Daemon out. He snorted, hands still busy fixing your shift. It soon turned into a full-blown belly laugh, at your icy glare.

“Poor little wife, your previous lovers have done you wrong.” He palmed at your ass. You hated how the warmth of his palms made you shiver. Good gods, how was he so warm, barefoot as he was and in only a linen shirt? You wanted to kick at him, at the offense of your virtue, perhaps make an icy comment, but you were frozen in shame. “Unless…” Daemon’s hands moved to your stomach, urging you to get up on your knees. He pressed a kiss to your exposed nape when you did, as if rewarding you. Stubbornly, you tried to escape his grip, but he only hugged you tighter. “Oh, what a treat you are… The gift that keeps on giving, zoklītsos.”

“Shut up and get it over with.”

Your breath hitched. A slip. The first of the night. You could feel Daemon’s smirk against your skin.

“Fire can melt ice.” He pressed an open-mouthed kiss on your throat. With the way he held you, curling and uncurling around you, Daemon reminded you more of a snake than a dragon. You felt as if you were in the grip of a boa, constricting around you, robbing you from your air, leaving you breathless. It was wrong, being so excited at being the sole focus of such a predator. But heat was pooling between your legs, you were getting embarrassingly slick.

“I think not, Lady Wife.” Then, very tenderly, he pressed kisses to the top of your breasts. You whined, low in your throat. It felt good, and he had no right, no right at all, to get your body to betray you like this. “You see… A tiny flame, if constant, can begin…” Daemon kissed lower, encircling your areola, purple eyes gleaming with mischief. “To melt your ice.” And with that, he took your nipple into his mouth, making you let out a little scream. You squirmed, feeling more wetness gather between your thighs. If you wanted to keep your dignity, you had to get away from him. But Daemon’s grip wouldn’t budge, no matter how hard you tried.

“No… I… Husband… Please. Please.” You begged, shame so deep you were nearly in tears. How it was that easy for him to take you apart, you didn’t know. Despite your pleas, his tongue circled your nipple, his lips making nearly a vacuum around it. His hand came up to pinch at your other nipple, warning. “I don’t want this, please. Just… Just…” But whatever you were saying got lost into your moans, until you were unable to know if you were asking him to stop the sweet torture or give you more of it.

When your tears started to fall in earnest, Daemon let go of your breast with a nearly obscene slurp.

“What is it, zoklītsos? You don’t want the attention of your Prince?” You nodded, and he gave you a mocking little coo. It almost made you think he would stop. Almost. If not for his hands, bunching up your shift until you were exposed once again. Under the candlelight, your cunt glistened with how much wetness you had produced. You tried to close your legs, but he kneeled, forcefully keeping them apart with his torso.

“No. I doubt that's the problem.” Daemon rubbed a finger against your entrance, not putting it in, but just pressing. “I think my little ice queen is melting. A big puddle, she is turning into.”

“You think…” You got cut off by a moan. Daemon had found your pearl, and it seemed he knew exactly what to do with it. “Yourself so smart. Smug…” He pushed a finger inside you, making you yelp, and effectively unable to finish your sentence.

“If you still have coherent thoughts…” He pulled away from you, taking his shirt off. Your eyes immediately were pulled, as if by magnet, to his chest. He had a warrior’s body, muscles all functional. Deliciously broad shoulders, toned stomach with the slightest hint of definition, yet still slender in the way most Targaryens were. Closer to gods, indeed. He bent down, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to your stomach, making you squirm.

“Lord Husband…” You warned, noticing how his kisses started to approach your privates.

“Lady Wife.” Daemon repeated, with a mocking tone. Then, he curiously pressed a finger against your button. This time, your hips bucked, and you were unable to quiet the moan that slipped from your parted lips. “Such a pretty cunt you have.”

“You don’t have to…”

“Oh, but where is the fun in that, zoklītsos?” He spread you apart, as if opening up the petals of a flower, gentle but so casual. “If I wanted a quick fuck, I would have taken one of your servants, or found myself a whore.” Daemon leaned down and licked a strip over your cunt. In your haste to muffle a scream, you brought one of your hands to your mouth and bit down on your palm until you tasted blood. It was the oddest feeling, a line of scorching hot electricity on your exposed sex. “I intend to enjoy you. As often as I can. That’s why I accepted marrying you.”

“I don’t… I….” You muttered, but you weren’t really opposing him anymore. It was impossible to think about anything apart from what he was doing, of how his heat and wanton ways were starting to warm your blood too. Daemon kept licking at you, making your hips twitch. He was entirely ignoring your pleas, apparently finding great pleasure in the way he took you apart.

Daemon would later say it had been the way he had groaned against your pearl, what had made your thighs quiver and tummy tense, an impossible amount of wetness dripping down your thighs. You would say, if asked, it had been the way his purple eyes met yours, mouth still busy at devouring your cunt and face twisted into the most smug and deviant expression you had ever seen. Whatever it was, it pleased him greatly.

“I knew you had it in you. You weren’t cold.” Daemon whispered against your skin, kissing a path towards your mouth. He was unhurried, dedicating lavish kisses to your hipbone, moving to mouth along your belly button, gnawing hungrily at your ribs. Under him, your body went lax and pliant, spent with the first climax you had experienced under his careful touches. “You just needed a dragon to warm you up.” He licked at the sweat collecting in the hollow of your throat, before finally pressing a kiss to your lips.

This time, you answered. You took his lower lip between yours, playfully. You could taste and smell yourself on him, and it was more alluring than what you had ever thought.

“Good.” He said, pulling back. He started to undo his breeches, and you felt panic grip at you some more. This was it. You had to fulfill your end of the deal with him, let him take you. As if he could feel your nerves, Daemon rubbed your thigh, affectionate. “Do not fret, zoklītsos. You will enjoy this, too.”

“It is meant to hurt.” You answered him, pouting. He tapped at your lower lip, gently.

“Put that away, before I have to bite it.” Daemon took out his cock and rubbed it up and down your folds, gathering the wetness. Despite your fears, a wave of desire overtook you. His fingers had felt good, so had his tongue. You wondered if this, too, could be pleasurable. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many bastards being born in Westeros, right? But you were supposed to bleed. Bleeding was not pleasant, ever.

“I…” You grabbed at one of his hands, holding on for dear life. He may not have been your choice of husband, but he had vowed to protect you under his gods, standing in the sand and mixing your blood with him. Daemon took his valyrian vows seriously. You were desperate for any scraps of reassurance he was willing to give, even if in normal circumstances you would have rather died than be helped by him.

“Lady Manderly said it hurt her, the first time.” You pouted again, and this time, he did good on his promise. He leaned down and kissed you, biting at your lower lip playfully.

“She has a fool for a husband.” Daemon muttered, kissing your ear. You shivered, nearly mewling. You weren’t aware of how sensitive you were there. “Trust me on this. I know more about it.”

“Taken many maidenheads?” You remarked, with a hint of a teasing smile on your lips.

“Jealous, ice queen?” Daemon licked a strip down the base of your neck towards your jaw. “You will have to admit you know little of the topic.”

Daemon smirked. He stayed still, letting you time to adjust. You took a deep breath, and shifted to rest your weight on your elbows, to take a curious look at where you were joined. To your disappointment, you could only see a cloud of light hair, mixing with yours, hips impossibly close.

“Did it hurt?” Daemon flicked at your pearl, absent-mindedly. He groaned when that made your walls tighten around him.

You glared.

“No.”

“You silly girl.” He laughed, starting to thrust. The friction felt good immediately, and you moaned, grabbing at his shoulders. “And you thought fucking could only be done on your hands and knees.”

You didn’t answer, choosing instead to cling to him, mouth falling open in moans you were unable to keep quiet anymore.

Daemon thrust several more times, practically vibrating with smugness. He grabbed at your body, fingers digging in the flesh, surely bruising your hips. His mouth was slightly parted, and something stirred in you at seeing him so raw. Daemon had been right, you realized. Many moons before, he had said bodies spoke and were honest in ways their owners were not. And so, you let yours speak, tugging at his hair, sucking bruises in his pale neck. Perhaps there was something there, in the way he held you closer, shuddering and spilling himself with a muffled cry. Something that mere lust couldn't explain.

You both laid there, panting. Daemon looked down at you, and brushed your sweaty hair out of your face.

“I think, Lady Wife, that the coldness of the North might just be bearable.”

#daemon targaryen x reader #daemon targaryen smut

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base0h · 2 years ago

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love love love the law & zoro with a pretty s/o headcanons !! couldn’t help but think about our pretty boys ace and sabo with the same kind of partner…

if you choose to ignore this that’s also fine ! have à lovely day evou <3

a/n - I’m so glad you liked the last one 🥺💜 and omg yes Ace and Sabo :0 I hope you have a great day too! Ty anon <3

Warnings ⚠️ - fem reader, I will add a song to every single one of these 💅

send for me <3

Ace

- this man is already infatuated with you

- your beauty is just a plus

- he knows goddamn well that you’re the most gorgeous, pretty, amazing looking, ravishing, (I’m running out of synonyms) looking girl in the entire fucking universe

- He takes so much pride in being able to be with someone like you

- He compliments you EVERY WAKING SECOND HE LOOKS AT YOU OML

- “babe you’re so gorgeous” or something along the lines of that

- man’s a bigass flirt

- He gets jealous out in public tho lmao

- He’ll literally growl at the other men staring at you 💀

- or he’ll set their asses on fire while grabbing your ass and flipping them off at the same time (yes it’s in this exact order that he does it)

- No one’s gonna steal you from him >:)

- Even marines don’t wanna attack you?

- damn right they won’t

- not on his watch

- If one even looks at you with a flirty gaze you will get your ass squeezed

- And he’ll give them a glare, showing them who you belong to

- he’s not complaining that the marines don’t wanna attack you, he knows why they won’t attack you 🙄💅

- When you’re not confident in your looks oh god this man will literally make it his life goal to make you feel confident in yourself

- “Babe what..? You don’t think you’re pretty?! Does Marco need to check your eyes?! Wait did you eat something weird..? Are you feeling ok?!”

- Man will mf force Marco to do a whole checkup on you

- when he catches you staring at yourself in the mirror with a dissatisfied look

- He’ll fucking punch the mirror 💀👍

- “babe. Look at me. You’re the most gorgeous, amazing, beautiful, cute, best girlfriend ever ok? And if anyone ever says differently I’ll beat the shit out of them.”

- you felt better after that :)

- When you two are cuddling, he compliments every place he kisses 🥺

- if he kisses your cheeks he’ll say, “Look at these cute cheeks.” Same with every other body part

- he treats you like the damn drop dead gorgeous queen you are 👑

- also side note he brags about how gorgeous you are to Marco just to annoy the shit outta him 💅

- “Hey Marco! Isn’t Y/n gorgeous today??”

- “Yeah I guess so.” Mf not even looking up from what he was doing 👍

- “GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!”

- he thought marco was flirting with you and started trying to hurt him 💀

- you had to calm him down with some cuddles later :’)

- be confident, this man has more confidence in you than in himself 😭

- will not hesitate to beat the shit out of your negative consciousness 🫡

Sabo

- He’s a gentleman <3

- This man knows you’re so pretty, and makes sure you know he thinks that

- “You look so pretty y/n.” And he usually kisses your cheeks when he says that 🥺

- he sees absolutely no flaws in you

- you’re so perfect to him

- Like he almost finds you unreal sometimes

- “Y/n are you real..?” (When he’s kinda half asleep)

- “Mhm- I’m real Sabo.”

- “Noo you’re an Angel..”

- Amnesia 💀

- When he’s half asleep it’s like he’s drunk and will literally question whether you’re real or not

- He tries to poke you to make sure you’re not a ghost

- He’ll also ask you to pinch him to make sure he’s not dreaming 👍

- he despises most marines, so seeing them staring at you in public makes him angry

- He’ll put an arm around your waist and pull you closer to him

- Behind his back, his hands go into the ryusoken position, his eyes glaring at them

- He does it so discreetly that you almost don’t even notice he’s literally killing the marines with just his eyes

- “Sabo? What’s wrong?”

- “Oh nothing, don’t worry about it y/n.” He had the most innocent looking smile when he said that lmao

- he says it so innocently just after he made the marines collapse with fear 🫡

- If he finds you saying that you’re not that confident in your looks, I think you might’ve broken the man

- like- what???

- huh?

- “y/n what do you mean..? Are you talking about another girl?”

- “No Sabo- I’m talking about myself.”

- “What-??”

- Man’s confused af give him a second to fully comprehend what you just said

- He honestly doesn’t know what to say 😭

- Like- he doesn’t know why you don’t think you’re pretty

- koala will literally start yelling at him

- “STOP TRYING TO USE LOGIC AND JUST MAKE HER FEEL BETTER DUMBASS!” -koala 2022

- He ends up making a whole ass list of everything on you that he finds beautiful

- he might’ve listed every single physical feature about you so it was about an hour’s worth of explaining exactly what’s beautiful about you 🥺

- “Your eyes are the most perfect shape, the most beautiful sunset couldn’t even compare to your eyes.”

- man’s a poet 👍

- he’s trying his best :’)

- you give him a hug and he feels a bit better, he’s glad he could help you get the confidence you deserve <3

- he’s glad he doesn’t have to worry about marines trying to capture you

- but still, he HATES it when they look at you like that, it makes him so angry

- koala will literally go batshit on him if he beats random marines up for looking at you so he refrains from doing that

- but sometimes he can’t control himself, and instead of you giving him a lecture about how that’s not ok, koala does it

- Sabo will come out from the lecture with at least 10 new bruises and red marks on his cheeks (bec she literally pulls them like he’s Luffy 💀)

- he loves you sm and thinks you’re too pretty for this world <3

- he needs to protect you with all he’s got

a/n - why do I always feel prettier after writing these 😭 I hope you enjoyed anon! I really dunno how Sabo acts so I had to look up some Sabo stuff. All I found was Koala lecturing him and here we are 🫡

#sabo x reader #ace x reader #one piece x reader #sabo one piece #ace one piece #portgas d. ace #one piece #one piece headcanons #ace headcanons #sabo headcanons #sabo the revolutionary

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tender-rosiey · 3 years ago

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Hey, hello, hi^^ hope u have a wonderful day because u deserve all the love and support ngl😔💕

How about a shy/anxious y/n who just clings onto her bf but immediately pulls away and starts apologising and becomes a blushing mess because she thinks she might be a little too annoying with Chuuya/Dazai/Atsushi/Akutagawa 💫

❥ Bsd characters with a shy s/o who thinks she is annoying

❥— Includes Dazai, Atsushi and Chuuya

ᴀ/ɴ: hey! thank you a lot bby <3 I hope you like this and that I did your request justice, i also got lazy about akutagawa so sorry; and I apologize it’s late 🥺💘 goodness did this take me so long to finish cause wow inspiration

Dazai Osamu:

He is observant

As we all know

Y/N don’t raise your flip flop at me stfu

He probably caught on your anxiety so he is always ready with open arms for you onto latch him

And he loves any attention from you so it’s a win-win

But he obviously noticed how you would pull back as quickly as possible when you notice you are clinging to him

And even start apologizing

That made him wonder 💭

Cause like you are usually somewhat okay with physical affection

So why are you pulling back?

Only to find out that you are thinking he might think you are annoying

To which he reacts to with

“HUH?! WHAT? ME? THINK MY BELLADONNA’S AFFECTION IS ANNOYING?!”

He is so offended oml

He would tower over you when he finds out also if you are tall/ the same height as him then he will stand on his desk to fully look down at you

Why?

Because he is a little shit like that and likes to have a BIGGGGGG entrance

Then would just pout and go puppy eyed

“Belladonna how could you believe that I think that your cute-self clinging to me is annoying? 🥺”

And ever since then if you ever do it again

He is biting your nose

Yes that’s still under the nose appreciation category

Squish your cheeks

And if you blush once again then he will abuse his power to do so

He doesn’t care about whoever is watching btw

You are still going to be teased until you are a pot of fire

He does hug you a lot in front of people and even alone to show you that he doesn’t find it annoying

A little disappointed in himself because despite his efforts he wasn’t able to make you feel welcomed

That might lead to some rather sad thoughts of his past so make sure to be there for him

But he still won’t show you he is even having them

And if you are ever anxious while talking to someone

He will look at you for confirmation before directly the conversation towards him and being the one to answer

While he is holding your hand rubbing circles onto it

Chuuya Nakahara:

“HUH?!”

Chihuahua break out

Will glare at you a little cause like why would you think you are annoying?

He is literally all over you at home

I think Chuuya would be an absolute simp for the special someone he loves

Anyways back to this

It will take him a while to notice that you do so because you get anxious around people (socializing is hard bleh)

But he does get the hint that you are uncomfortable in the situation

So he takes the lead in the conversation and distracts them from you while holding you close

When you first latch on him and starts apologizing pulling back

He is like ???

“Why are apologizing, dove?”

If you shake it off then it will be under his list of “to be observed”

Time by time and he confronts you

“Y/N, why do you always apologize to me when you hug me outside in front of someone?”

Oh my he used your name 🤭

As I said before

“HUH?!”

Starting from that moment

He will try to show you furthermore affection

Why?

To show you that he actually loves it when you do that

Makes him feel all giddy inside that you find protection by him >w<

And he now picks up on the situation easily

He can tell when you start feeling anxious

So he will pull gently by the arm towards his embrace

Then when you guys go back home

He will pepper your face with kisses

So he can remind you that he loves you and that he doesn’t care about anything else

He openly feels prideful when you latch onto him too

He thought you might think its weird

But now you both revealed your secrets about said situation

Oh btw if you blush at first then I can see him smirking and teasing you just a little

Just a little unlike someone who is a brunette and by coincidence is in the same post 🙄

Other than that he will probably do his best to make you comfortable and happy <3

Atsushi Nakajima:

So you two are pretty shy

So affection was limited because you people get flustered by almost everything anyways

But let me tell you that he gets so happy when you cling to him

Still freaks out but we will take what we can get

He likes protecting and saving people so it makes him content seeing you rely on him

But then you pull away and start apologizing and he is like

“did I do something wrong? (つ .•́ _ •̀.)つ”

Yeah I am living my life with those faces, sue me

I think he would ask and confront you about it

“Hey n/n, did I do something that bothered you?”

And would constantly reassure you too so like “Wait why are you apologizing- there is nothing wrong!” or “It’s okay!”

So timeskip to one day when you courageously ask him “…Atsushi, do you think I am annoying?”

His mind would go b l a n k

Some time to process then—

“WHAT?! NO I COULD NEVER! WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT?!”

Panic and more panic

Sorta like how he panicked when he was showing kyoka around and said it was a “date”

What did he do that made you feel that he thinks you are annoying? :(

He does end up being quite the determined one in wanting to show you just how much he loves hugging you

Initiating hugs, kisses despite being a blushing mess himself and so on and so forth

God I can’t wait for the weekend so I can sleep

Anyways so

you also told him about being anxious around people at times and so he cheerfully butts in the conversation to make the person stop paying unwanted and uncomfortable attention to you

He will hold pinkies with you too and squeeze it lightly to indicate that he gets it and is gonna help you out

I love how most of the time when I run out of ideas I just basically tell people

Which is right now btw

Lemme brainstorm some more wait

Let me include dazai in this

Dazai’s subordinate is Atsushi, right?

Now dazai will tease the shit out of atsushi

So like when for example he holds pinkies with you and directs the conversation to him

Dazai in the back would be like “oh my, atsushi-kun is being such a gentleman, sparing his anxious love from the horrendous struggles of socializing with people~”

“CAN YOU JUST LET ME HAVE THIS—“

He in fact did not let him have this

Kyoka likes seeing you two together and how he is so helpful and supportive towards you, not to mention how she thinks it’s a bit cute seeing you apologize over something atsushi obviously likes (being hugged by you <3)

ITS A WIN WIN FOR THE AGENCY AND YOU AS WELL AS ATSUSHI NAKAJIMA OUR LOVELY PROTAGONIST

do not copy or plagiarize or you will be reported

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kingkatsuki · 3 years ago

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oh my days!! jo!! you’ve done it again 😳 ok but like imagine big gruff dilf bakugo being so protective of you, although he giggles when you get spooked from a bug, he’s also the first to invite you into his extra big sleeping bag 🥺 so he can wrap his big arms and warm hands around you, snuggling into your neck, his stubble grazing your nape 😳😳 a-and that’s where you have your first kiss !! why am I squealing 😩 and when the audience started to notice!! oml they’re going crazy, tagging both your accs, zoomed in pics of how his hands linger on your waist and how you look into his eyes with sOFTNESS 🥺🥺 jo- 😩😩 it’s fooking Katie price and Peter Andre all over again bUT OML IMAGINE- ok,, calm down! still pro-hero grand comes into the jungle as a surprise celeb!! he’s freshly divorced and fucking ready for the jungle!! he’s had his eye on you, seen how his competition (bakugo) is doing; he’s ready for a new image and a rise in popularity! The media would be in a frenzy!! fucking lord shindo asking YOU to be his personal assistant, going out on dingo dollar challenges, asking YOU for a tour of the grounds.. yeah.. nothing like some healthy competition for you bakugo 😂

- 🎀 (oml I forgot to put my anon tag on the last ask and I oop)

Ahhh yes!! And like you know when you have to go and get wood for the fire or water for the shower he always carries everything back to the camp. His muscles flexing, thick veins bulging out as he acts like the mass weighs nothing.

Imagine the fans at home going absolutely wild for it, all the tweets streaming in and the pictures that they're screenshotting of you both together?

Shindou coming into the jungle as a late entry, and even though they're not allowed to watch the show when he's held up in the hotel he knows all about you. And there is no way he's going to give up to Bakugou that easy. Imagine Bakugou and Shindou doing an eating trial together or something and they keep throwing insults at each other?

But its impossible for Shindou to win when Bakugou comes back from one of those nasty trials all covered in gunge, guts and bugs absolutely stinking but you still come towards him to tell him how proud you are of him and how excited you are that he got all the stars. And he like holds you back to stop you from getting dirty, but you walk to the showers with him and offer to help pump the shower so he can wash.

OMG AND IMAGINE DOING THE CYCLONE WITH HIM? Like when the downpour happens you get pushed back but he comes up behind you, with your star and helps push you back onto your spot. Cheekily giving your butt a smack before continuing further up towards his star.

#🎀 anon #bakugou thirst #thirst posts #jo thirsts

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astrojoy · 4 years ago

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Astrovations #3

DISCLAIMER

● Please remember that everything matters. Thus, planets aspecting definetly play a role on how certain things may play out in life

● Debilitations upon planets happen! (Definitely know this upon personal experience and my mothers chart)

Thank you, now enjoy you beautiful strangers

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💜 Ive noticed wherever pluto is in someones natal chart is the house where they tend to transform the most in life

(Ex - Markipliers and his 5th house of creativity/entertainment, same with BTS Jimin)

(Ex 2 - Jeffree Star and his 10th house of career, he has changed a lot on career wise. Plus now he owns like multiple businesses)

JUST AN OBSERVATION TEST

(I thought about this and thought it seemed like maybe it would make sense, sorry if it doesn't, I was just curious 😔)

💜 Whatever your zodiac moon is, is what aspect of life you show more emotions towards most likely (I just thought about this)

Plz lmk ✍ if ✍ this ✍ is true ✍ or not

💜 Fire dominant moms are terrifying when angry and can whoop ya a-

💜 The sign on your 8th/6th can show what problems you may deal with physically and health wise

(I've only read up on this before so don't take it to heart!)

(However I have Aries in my 6th and I get headaches a lot, and Taurus in my 8th, ive dealt with teeth and ear/hearing problems when I was younger)

Aries - Head, skull, brain

Taurus - Throat, ears, teeth

Gemini - Speech, lungs

Cancer - Skin,fertility maybe

Leo - Heart, blood circulation

Virgo - intestines

Libra - intestines also (something with food)

Scorpio - genitals

Saggitarius - eyes

Capricorn - bones

Aquarius - limbs of the arms and legs

Pisces - nerves

💜 12th house planets/Scorpio rising could mean you need to take a break from socializing at times. Your energy is DRAINED my guy. Go get that bag of chips you never ate and soda and watch 👏 some 👏 netflix 👏 now 👏

💜 Water moons/12th house might get emotional or even cry from listening to sad music that was purposefully picked

💜 Spychic people get physical chills when listening to a song that really moves them

💜 ANY MF ZODIAC, PLANET PLACEMENT, DONT TOUCH THEIR FOOD. I DID NOT PUT IT IN THE FRIDGE ONLY FOR YOU TO TAKE YOUR GRUBBY HANDS IN THERE AND SNACK YOUR WAY TO FREEDOM. THERE WILL BE KARMA flashbacks

💜 Saggitarius rising widen their eyes when mad. Talking back to them? 🗡👁👁🔥

💜 Saggitarius rising probably like sarcasm at times

💜 NOT ALL PISCES MARS HAVE FOOT FETISHES AND WANT TO PUT TOES IN A SOUP WITH A SIDE OF FOOT CALLUSED HEELS 🤮😫 I HATE FEET- TAKE YA TOE BEANS OVER THERE

💜 Saggitarius with Gemini in ascendant can make a person a know-it-all. Even if they don't think they come off that way 💀

💜 The whole things about having similar signs in the big 3 as your family, is SO true oml, some evidence is my family, y'all should check yours out!

My Mom:

Sun - Aries

Moon - Libra

Rising - Sagittarius

Me:

Sun - Libra

Moon - Cancer

Rising - Scorpio

Little Brother:

Sun - Cancer

Moon - Aries

Rising - Scorpio

Older Brother:

Sun - Gemini

Moon - Sagittarius

Rising - Libra

Dad:

Sun - Libra

Moon - (Unknown)

Rising - (Unknown)

💜 Something I've learned from Vedic over the time I've learned it, is if you need a better way of reading yours or someones chart, start off with a house. Then ask the following -

- What's it's zodiac?

- What planets are in the house?

- How are they aspecting eachother?

- How are they aspecting other planets in other houses?

Then check where your zodiac of that house's ruler is (ex: Scorpio on the 6th, where is pluto? What house is it in? How does it correlate to the 6th in any way?)

Then check the planets in the 6th and see where their zodiacs are. (Ex: mars in the 6th, well, Where's aries? What house is it in?)

And slowly you can piece things together one by one 😃

💜 A way of checking how you will meet your future spouse

● For women, check where Jupiter is

● For men, check where Venus is

● If you are lesbian or gay - check whatever sign correlates to your gender

The Steps

● What house is Jupiter in and what does that house represent ?

● What is the zodiac of that house/what does the zodiac mean, and where is it's ruler?

● Where is Jupiters Traditional ruler (Pisces) you can also look for Sagittarius if you want

● AND OF COURSE, don't forget to check the 7th and what's happening there if you want since it isss the house of relationships!

● (this one I'm guessing on) but check for the house jupiter is in, and its original ruler and zodiac sign, where are they placed?

Example:

● Jupiter sits in the 11th house of Virgo

● Jupiters original zodiac (Pisces) is in the 5th house (party, fun, games, love, children, theater)

● Pisces represents fish/water etc

● 11th house represents gatherings, friends, networking, technology as well

● Virgo's ruler (mercury) is in the 12th house

● 12th represents foreign things, "behind the scenes" hospitals etc

● 12th house is in Libra, libras ruler (venus) is in the first

● 7th house is in Taurus (bulls, bowls)

What can we get from this?

Multiple outcomes

● A concert

● Online

● With friends

● With children

● At a performance

● Stuff like thiss......

Look out for

● Bulls in anyyyy way

(Bull horns, bull statue, bull sticker on someone, horns on a wall of the restaurant, bull horns anywhere, something with the word bull in it "bullhouse" "oh thats bullshiii) It can be as small as a words

(Someone had this and they ran by a bull pin before joining their bf back in a building)

● Fish or watteeerr

(Fish statues, picture, someone with anything fish related in the place you are, fish restaurant, an ocean nearby, the beach, a pond or fountain nearby, serving sushi or something, someone spills a drink,)

It can be as small as something like raining or a word as well

- "It smells fishy in here"

- Someone nearby asking about fishing

(Someone had this and they spilled their glass of water with their gf)

💜 Scorpio Risings are pretty common nowadays from what I've seen 😂

💜 Juno square Uranus could feel restricted from freedom when they are in a romantic relationship. This can give a push and pull effect of Juno pulling towards the relationship, wanting it so much, but Uranus pushes away wanting to be more independant and feeling more free. So this aspect has a chance of leading to different marriages, however this would only be at it's worst 😅

💜 Uranus 12th house can cause problems with the mother, mother may have had drinking issues

💜 Moon in the 12th house of D9/Navamsa chart makes for good sleep! 👁 u 👁

💜 Saturn in the 9th can cause disruptions or slowness when it comes to travelling

💜 A weak Rahu/North Node can cause, materialistic obsessions, pests to come in the house easier, cracks on the walls out of nowhere, toxic or messy environment. Don't worry! All placements can be pushed in the right direction in life 😄

💜 Mahadasha's are very important! This brings new periods of life to learn from ♡, I'm gonna enter my Jupiter dasha in December and leave my Rahu/North Node

💜 Venus in 1st house makes someone care about their appearance, I've also seen people like makeup with this or embrace their natural beauty and try to work off of that instead.

💜 Debilitated Jupiter in the 7th house can cause a corrupted marriage life, at least from what I've seen 😩

💜 Neptune in the 4th can make a parent a smoker or distant. This can also cause a confusing childhood, you might have been in your head a lot, or parents kept secrets to themeselves that you might have later found out as you grew up

💜 Scorpio Venus/Aries Venus/Leo Venus y'all got some kinks or just wanna have so much fun when it comes to 💖the bed💖

👉😏👉• • • •🔫😳🤚

Have an amazing day! 💜

Now 😡

Or I will take away your birthchart 😃

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silversatoru · 4 years ago

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Hi, I just finished burdens and OML 🥺🥺🥺

May I request some sort of megumi x reader continuous where the reader ends up becoming a powerful sorcerer (or a cursed spirit👀 whichever you’d like tbh) megumi and the reader somehow cross paths again a little while after the break up and he witnesses her fighting for the first time? I just know that boy would fall in love all over again but she’s moved on and he feels guilty and just angst? And maybe fluff idk. I’m new to requests so I hope I did this right, thank you so much❤️❤️

burdens pt. 2

a/n: hello, part two of this not-so-lovely story is finally here. every single one of you is allowed one free punch to my face for taking so long to write it,,, i’m so sorry. this is its fourth rewrite and it got a little darker than expected but it’s finally done,, i hope you enjoy <3

fushiguro megumi x f!reader

synopsis: you finally see megumi again at the kyoto sister school goodwill event

tags/warnings: angst, some graphic depictions of violence, character death

word count: 3k

“Do you know how tired I am of watching the people I love die? Things would be so much easier for me if you just stayed the fuck away”.

Megumi’s bitter words were on repeat in your head — the harshness of his voice leaving a hollow feeling carved into your chest. Tear-stained cheeks and shaky breathes had become your new normal these past few days. Tight, sharp pains filled your empty stomach, waves of nausea coursing through your body.

You’ve had no motivation to get out of bed lately, nevermind to shower or cook yourself a proper meal — honestly, for all you cared you could rot away in your blanket filled bed. You checked your phone like a fiend too, thinking that eventually, a miraculous text from Megumi would appear and make everything better. It never did.

He’d completely ghosted you since that dreadful day, and that hurt more than anything. You’d held onto a sliver of hope that maybe, just maybe, he hadn't meant what he said. But as the days continued to pass, your hope quickly dwindled.

To say your current state was shameful was putting it lightly, and you were embarrassed at how poorly this was effecting you. You liked to think that you were strong, motivated, independent — that you didn't need some douchebag just to feel happy. But truth be told, breakups are fucking hard, and it's okay to not be okay for a while — or at least that's what you kept telling yourself.

So when you were trudging miserably down the street to your local convenience store and you saw a familiar pair of jujutsu sorcerers, you wanted desperately to sink into the ground. You made a quick turn to head to a different shop, but it was too late, you were spotted.

“y/n! hey!” Two lighthearted voices sang through the air, filling your ears and making your heart clench in your chest.

You turned around and anxiously approached them, your unkempt hair and baggy eyes sending looks of concern across their faces.

“Hey girl, you good?” Nobara shot you a sideways glance, Maki raising a suspicious eyebrow.

“Yeah, uh, ice cream,” You croaked, speaking for the first time in a couple days, “I’m here for ice cream, that’s all”.

“Yeah, but why do you look like a fucking zombie?” Maki pushed her eyeglasses further up her nose, her sharp eyes looking you up and down.

“Ah, he didn’t say anything to you guys, did he?” You shook your head, heavy eyes falling to ground as you refused to meet theirs.

“Don’t tell me…” Nobara’s face contorted, “Did he break up with you?”

You nodded, a pitiful chuckle falling from your lips, because if you didn’t laugh, you’d start sobbing right now.

Maki threw her arm around your shoulder, pulling you to her side and ushering you into the store, “It’s okay, men suck. Hang out with us today”.

Meanwhile, Nobara trailed quickly behind the two of you, anger seething from her teeth and steam practically billowing out of her ears.

“That fuckhead! I swear I’ll fuck his shit up big time, he won’t even know what fucking hit him. I knew that boy was stupid but shit, this is a whole new low for him! I-,” She continued to ramble and rant as Maki led you through the store, picking out drinks and snacks to help ease your pain.

The three of you ended up in a nearby park, sitting around a small picnic table and gorging on the massive array of snacks. Lighthearted conversation and lots of food make your chest ache a little less, and you even found yourself laughing and chatting as if things were normal. You’d told the two of them all about that day, about Megumi’s irrational words and his tragic breakdown that led to some kind of fucked-up break up sex.

“So, how are we gonna get back at him? Egg his car? Put bleach in his shampoo? Bugs in his food? God - it’s a shame his dad is dead because from the pictures I’ve seen that man was FINE and revenge sex—,”

“Nobara,” Maki shot her idiot girlfriend a dirty look, and the orange-haired girl quickly shut her mouth, “As much as I support any idea that revolves around ruining a man’s day, I don’t think revenge is the healthiest coping strategy here”.

You were tracing your eyes around Maki’s face as she spoke, and you found yourself carefully inspecting her purple glasses that rested softly on the bridge of her nose. And that’s when it clicked, the light bulb ignited in your head and you knew exactly what you wanted to do.

“Maki,” your voice was urgent, “You don’t have cursed energy, you can’t even see them without your glasses!”

Her face twisted and her nose scrunched, a look of distaste in her eyes, “I know?”

“So, you could teach me, right? You could help me learn how to use some cursed weapons?”

“Yeah! You have to Maki, then she can beat his ass with me,” Nobara chimed in.

“That’s not a bad idea actually,” Maki’s mouth formed an evil grin, “Could you imagine his face after watching you exorcise a curse?”

The three of your conversed for a bit longer, speculating and potting about training, weapons, and your very own pair of curse-seeing glasses. By the end of the night you had a plan, and a pretty good one if you say so yourself.

From that day on, teary eyes and achy hearts were a thing of the past, not because it was that easy to get over Megumi, but because Maki didn’t even allow you the time to feel dismal anymore. You met her everyday after classes without fail, and everyday she would train you until you thought your arms would fall off. After months and months of sore muscles, sweat, and the occasional injury, you were convinced that Maki was incapable of feeling pity or remorse for other living things. Every time you speculated about quitting, she’d set a fire under you, unafraid to remind you how weak you still were.

The green-haired sorcerer had ultimately decided that you worked best dual-armed -- a long, lightweight blade in each hand. On your final day of training, she officially gifted the two swords to you, as a “graduation” gift.

Skill-wise, you were by no means as incredible Maki, but you definitely held your own, and the progress you’d made in a mere 8 months was astronomical. They’d introduced you to a strange silver-haired man at some point, Gojo, who had taken not only an interest in you but also your plot against your ex-boyfriend. He cackled to himself when you told him why you were here, going on and on about how priceless Megumi’s face would be when he saw you.

Your appearance was highly anticipated, so why not debut at one of the biggest jujutsu events all year? The Kyoto Sister School Goodwill Event — Gojo thought it was the most perfect idea.

You tried hard to exude confidence as you walked at Nobara and Maki’s sides, but behind your arrogant facade your stomach was twisting itself into knots. Truthfully, you were scared to see Megumi again after so long.

And when your eyes met with his as you walked into the meeting room, you thought you just might pass out. You thought you were ready for this — but the look of complete shock, fear, and anger on his face as he looked you up and down almost made you regret all of it.

“What’s going on?” Megumi’s words were incredibly calculated, an edge on his voice.

His question was pointless, however, because judging by the fact that you were wearing a jujutsu tech uniform and had two swords sheathed at your sides could only mean one thing. Your hair was longer now too, and your frame was wider with an extra layer of muscle from all the training — you almost looked like a different person.

“I’ve been training with Maki, I-,” You spoke up to explain yourself, but you weren’t even granted the opportunity.

“No, no, Maki, what the hell did you do?” His eyes were shaky and laced with concern.

“I only did what she asked me to. I’m not the one who gave her a complex about being weak, you did that,” Maki shrugged, “and she’s not your girlfriend anymore dude, what do you care?”

Absolute confliction flashed through his eyes, uncertainty and madness swirling in his irises, “You’re right, I don’t care. Let me know when the event is starting”.

He took a sharp turn out of the room and let the door slam a little too hard behind him. The sound of his icey voice and the door shutting with unkind force was all too reminiscent of the night you broke up. Burying every emotion you had deep into your stomach you gave Maki a small, reassuring smile and plopped down on one of the couches.

“Alright, so when does this thing start?”

after the start of the event

Fighting the Kyoto students was proving to be much harder than you initially expected, but you were holding your own at Maki’s side. The two of you had easily taken down a small, kind, blue haired girl named Miwa, and now you were watching an emotional battle between Maki and her sister unfold.

Wait here, she’d told you, I want to do this one myself. Take some notes on my form and watch our backs, okay?

Okay, you’d said, a little confused but ultimately finding a nice spot up in a thick tree to carefully observe from. Maki was truly a force of nature, and it seemed like the other girl never actually had a chance of winning. It was honestly only a few minutes before the small black, haired girl was slumped against a tree and Maki was making her way back to you. Things were looking good, two of Kyoto’s student’s were down already and adrenaline was pumping through your veins.

You couldn't quite shake the awful feeling churning in your stomach though, and Megumi’s face was haunting your thoughts. You hadn’t seen him since before the event started, when an odd, pink haired boy jumped out of a box and freaked everyone out. Nobara had later explained who he was and what had happened, and you wondered how many awful surprises Gojo had planned today -- first you, then that.

A small rumble rippled under your feet, and Maki grabbed your arm as you watched a giant brown vine lurch it’s way out of the ground a few hundred yards in the distance.

“That technique doesn’t belong to anyone from Kyoto,” She shot you a look of concern and determination, “let’s go check it out”.

You gave her a firm nod, the two of you making your way towards the horrifying wooden vines. By the time you managed to arrive, Inumaki was already down and so was a dark-haired boy from Kyoto. A muscular, white curse with black markings and wooden branches for eyes was moments away from taking Megumi on all by himself — thank god you got here in time to help.

Megumi, however, was horrified when he saw you jump over the tall roofed building with Maki at your side. He’d just watched two incredible sorcerers get their shit rocked by this curse, there was no way you would stand a chance against this thing. But before he could even try to stop you, you and the green-haired sorcerer were flying through the air and taking shots at the curse. The two of you worked perfectly in sync, the months of daily training finally paying off.

He watched with intent glazed over his eyes, his heart threatening to lurch up his throat. You were a spectacle, and he always thought you were beautiful but seeing you now with dirt and blood stained clothes, cursed weapons gripped firmly in your hands, you truly were ethereal. He hated it though, he hated that he was falling in love with you all over again, especially under these circumstances. Guilt and anxiety was eating away at him — why did you have to get involved? Why couldn’t you have just stayed away like he told you to?

He was quick to join the two of you, sticking close to your side to protect you if need be — but, even with all three of you together the curse still had the upper hand. Maki had been swatted to the side, her back slamming hard against one of the tiled roofs and knocking her unconscious. It was down to just the two of you now, beads of sweat causing your hair to uncomfortably stick to the back of your neck. This was something that Maki’s training could have never prepared you for.

Megumi was getting tired, taking one wrong step and losing his footing momentarily. The curse saw this as a perfect window of opportunity, sending a spiral of vines and branches hurling for Megumi. It was fast, but the adrenaline coursing through you helped you to move faster, launching yourself through the air and intercepting the attack. The barky, wooden vines twisted violently through your stomach, shooting clean through your back and ripping a violent scream from your throat.

It hurt so bad, feeling the plant wriggle through your organs and tear you apart from the inside out. The curse retracted his vine a few moments later, leaving your mangled body to fall helplessly to the roof. Tears rippled from your eyes, your body shaking and seizing as you coughed up a few sprays of blood.

A long, strong pair of arms scooped you up instantaneously, and your head was resting against a firm chest — probably Megumi, but you didn’t quite have the energy to open your eyes to check.

“We’ll take it from here, get her to Ieiri!” You heard a pair of deep voices yelling to Megumi, but it was too foggy and far away for you to understand what they were saying.

Megumi was seething with anger, moving as fast as his feet could carry him and he ran through the school. As you waved in and out of consciousness, you batted open your eyes, stealing quick glances at his twisted features and — were those tears on his face?

“I- I’m sorry Megumi… I think I finally understand what you were so afraid of all this time,” Your voice was barely a croak, “when I saw it coming, I couldn’t stomach the thought of having to watch you die. I suddenly just thought I would do anything to keep you safe”.

Yeah, those were definitely tears, you could see them a little clearer now. His eyes were red and his cheeks were dried with salty streaks.

“You’re so thick-headed,” he mumbled, his grip around you tightening slightly as he picked up his pace, “I wish you would have made that realization before there was a giant hole in your stomach”.

“Me too,” You hummed, but you weren’t really in any pain anymore. The pain had subdued to a sweet warm sensation inside your stomach, and an intoxicating sleepiness was washing over your head, “I was angry for a long time, but I’m not mad at you anymore, Gumi. I hope you can forgive me too”.

You offered him a tiny smile, but the blood leaking from between you keeps made it anything but sweet.

“There’s nothing to forgive you for, you never did anything wrong,” He spoke quickly, his voice quiet and cracking.

“No, but we’re not gonna make it to Ieiri, I know that and so do you,” You fell into a violent fit of coughs again, sputtering red splatters all over the front of his uniform.

“Shut up”.

“It’s not your fault, none of it was ever your fault,” you choked out once the fit of coughs subsided — and you weren’t just talking about yourself, you were talking about all of the unfortunate tragedies he’d witnessed throughout this life.

“And you’re allowed to be selfish sometimes, you know? I hope that when you meet someone, your soulmate even, you can allow yourself to love them with every part of you”.

The words painfully left your lips, but you meant every single one of them. You were starting to realize that you and Megumi were never meant to make it to the end. You weren’t his soulmate, you were here to help him grow, so that when he did finally meet them he’d be ready.

“You deserve to be loved, Megumi,” You looked up at him with big eyes, but his face was starting to get really fuzzy now.

Your fingers were going numb and your mouth felt like it was filled with sand. You were so tired, letting your eyes flutter shut and your head rest softly against Megumi’s chest. You felt him stop running, you could even hear him screaming at you — but it was too far away for you to hear. You drifted closer and closer to eternal sleep, your soul swollen with love for the boy who broke your heart.

Megumi didn’t even feel sad when you stopped breathing in his arms — he just felt hollow. More empty and broken than he’d ever thought possible. You were the most incredible person he’d ever met — someone with extreme motivation, who acted with no fear or hesitation, who always had love to give, even when he didn’t deserve it. He’d never forget you, not for as long as he’d live anyway.

Even when he did meet a new girl a few years later — a compassionate, brave girl, who reminded him a lot of you — he wouldn’t forget. He wouldn’t forget your words and for the first time in his life he’d let his walls down for her. He’d allow himself to truly love, and be loved in return.

And maybe you were right, maybe he did deserve to be loved like this, because god, he finally feels whole again when she’s around. He just wishes you were still here so he could say thank you.

#megumi angst #megumi fushiguro #fushiguro megumi #fushiguro megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi x reader #angst #fushiguro megumi x you #fushiguro x reader #megumi x you #megumi fushiguro angst #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsukaisen #jjk x y/n #jjk angst #jjk x reader #jjk oneshot #this is sad i’m sorry

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msookyspooky · 2 years ago

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I LOVE severen with a hunter s.o. here is some more angst :)

The reason they became a hunter was bc their family got killed and when they met Sev, they find out HE was the one that killed their family 👀👀👀

Angst:

The hunter just starts thinking vampires aren't so bad. Despite it all, falls in love with Severen. He treats them well and falls in love too...Just for them to start doing the math one night from an off hand comment he made about their hometown...The hunters entire world is shattered when they realize the man that viciously slaughtered their family, the same one they saw in the doorway with a smirk and blood all over him while the toddler/hunter hid away to avoid being killed too...Was Severen Van Sickle.

OUCH. Damn...It hurts so fucking good tho oml 🥲 The angst! Him not wanting to beg forgiveness for something he's not ashamed of but also feels awful bc he loves his S/O and seeing tears in their eyes and the pain he caused has him reeling. And the Hunter being in love but also hating Severen with a passion now bc he hurt them in a way that they will never fully recover from. He ruined their life and spurred them to despise his kind. He was the cause of all of this while it was just another night of feeding for him. Hooting and hollaring and having a good time while the hunter was trembling and sobbing as a toddler in a cabinet till they were found the next day by police.

.....

But also!!!

It's giving Nandor and Nadja from wwdits 😂🤭

*Severen after years of being together and the vampire hunter let their guard down*

*Nervous laughter* "W-What? That's not me, baby! Come on now, that ain't proof-"

*Hunter, barely concealed murderous rage in their eyes, holding up a picture of Severen catching their hometown on fire that night*

"Then what the FUCK is a Punk Johnny Cash doing on the hood of a flaming cop car?"

#or Motörhead band member or a Country Ramone member...Anyone with a leather jacket and cowboy boots at this point

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k1sstaegi · 3 years ago

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Not the Same

Pairing: Hoseok x fem!reader

Genre: smut

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: After catching your now ex boyfriend cheating on you, Hoseok is the one to be there for you…but he’s not the same Hoseok that you remembered.

Notes: This smut is so bad in my opinion, but hopefully y’all will like it😖 also… I’M BACK (this fic is so bad oml, don’t hate😭)

“K- kai? Jennie?” you say hesitantly as you walked in on your boyfriend inches deep inside of your so-called best friend. You watch as both their faces dropped and showed fear and disappointment. Kai hesitantly walks up to you, leaving Jennie’s half-naked body on the sink. You stand frozen as Kai walks towards you. The sickening sight of him boiled your blood, especially this sight.

“Y/n please let me explain. I’m sorry..“ He says. Word after word that flowed from his lips angered you more by the second. Your patience was running out and your temper was flaring. Rage boiled through your body. You barely had a chance to think of your actions. The only thought running through your head was getting him to shut up.

You pursed your lips and raised your hand back. You threw your hand forward as hard as you could, whipping it across his face. The crack of skin contacting skin echoed off the bathroom walls. Vibrations of pain started in the palm of your hand and spread all the way to your finger tips. Your palm was bright red, the same red mark that matched the one on his face. He stared at me with his eyes wide as his hand slowly made it to his fire red cheek.

You thought that you should've felt some kind of remorse. But you didn't. Not one organ in your body could produce guilt for your actions. Your whirled on your heel and marched away. You never looked back to see him watch you leave. You were heart broken.

You began to rush down the hall, urgently looking for a way out of there. You ran as fast as you could, barely rounding a corner before slamming into someone causing you to fall. You felt a sharp ache on your bottom causing you with wince at the pain.

“Y/n?” You hear a familiar voice. You looked up to see your bestfriend, you guys became distant ever since university since you both ended up fitting into different friend groups and they pulled you apart. He holds his hands out for you to take but you couldn’t bring yourself to, you stare at his hands blankly. Hoseok realizes you won’t take his hand so he takes yours and helps you up. You felt embarrassed to be in this situation, your hands and legs trembled, you could feel a lump in your throat, you couldn’t even bring yourself to lift your head and look the eyes of Hoseok. “Y/n, look at me.” Hobi says, placing his finger under your chin and lifting your head to make eye contact. He notices your red eyes and the slowing drying year stains that covered your cheeks. He places his hands, cupping your have in a very concerned worried manner. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

You tried holding back tears, and as a habit, you bit your lip to do so. Hobi knows of this habit and gently pulls your lip from between your teeth with his thumb as he gently grazes his finger over your bottom lip. “Don't bite, just tell me” You stare at him as you build the courage to tell him what happened, and as you do so you see the raging burn through the concerned innocent look in his eyes. They grew dark and furious. Hobi stands straight and let's out a sigh and wraps his arm around you. “Let’s go, I'll take you to my house.”

You lightly nod in response as Hobi leads you to the front door. As you were walking past a crowd of people Hobi happened to bumb into Kai. Kai turns around, one drink in hand, and glare at Hobi. Hobi give him a cold stare before removing his arm from you and pushing you behind him. “Move Kai” He says firmly. He tried walking past him but Kai firmly pressing his hand against his chest stopping him which fuel all the rage that was building up in him.

Hobi purses his lips before raising his hand, clenching it into a fist and clashing it into Kai’s face causing the whole room of people to go silent only letting gasps and “woah” be heard. You gasp, covering your mouth as Hobi gave Kai one last head turning punch to the lip. Kai turns his head back to reveal the bloody nose and cut lip Hobi gave him. He gives it a slight touch and winces in pain before looking up at Hobi as he grabs your hand and walks you out to his car like nothing happened.

You sat in the car still processing what had just happened. You looked over at Hobi who had a blank expression on his face which you never see. He is always smiling or has some sort of expression to shows you how he’s feeling, but right now he is just blank. Your eyes glaces over at his fist. The one he used to hit Kai. Slightly covered in his blood. You looked away quickly and saw that you guys made it to Hobi’s house.

He helps you inside and guides you to the bathroom. “Here, take a shower and I’ll bring you clothes” He says as you walk into the bathroom and close the door behind you. You took a shower and changed into the clothes Hobi gave you and you decided to sit in the living room while Hobi joined you for comfort and to make you feel less at home in a way.

“Thanks for taking me here” you say trying to break the awkward silence that was building between the two of you.

“Don’t worry about it” He says

You wanted to ask why he did that in the first place. Yes, you guys are friends but he acted out as if you were more than that.

“How’s your hand?” You ask

Hobi looks at his fist and shows you the bruises on his knuckles, “Looks fine to me if I do say so myself” He says jokingly making the both of you chuckle. You scoot over sitting close to him as check his hand out.

“Not gonna lie, I was pretty surprised by the way you acted tonight” You say with a small smile. You looked up to see Hobi staring deeply at you which made you nervous. “That’s not the Hobi I remembered.”

Hobi moves closer to your face, his breath warming your lips just inches away from touching. It made your mouth water to feel his lips on your. Made you hungry for him for some reason. “Well I’m not the same Hobi anymore y/n” He said lowly

Your breath hitches as Hobi crashing his lips onto yours taking you by surprise. His kiss made it feel as if he was just as hungry as you were, maybe even hungrier. He began kissing you harder and harder as he wraps his arm around your waist to keep you up right. You ran your finger through his hair as you moaned into the kiss making Hobi groan, wanting more of you. He slowly yet eagerly moves down your neck and gently lays you down on the sofa and hovers over you with one legs between yours. You felt vulnerable but loved it as Hobi marked every inch and crook of your neck. Making you into a squirming mess. You finally gave in and relaxed your body while Hobi did his thing on it. Your hand found it’s way to his arm as you gripped onto it tightly when Hobi pushed his leg against you.

“Mhm~” you moaned as you began you rub yourself against Hobi bare thigh. You felt your panties getting wetter by the second.

Hobi fondles your breast before quickly moving his hand to your panties. He moves away from his neck and licks the saliva from his lips and smirks at you. He looks down as trails his finger across your panties. He slowly moves his hand inside your panties only to grip onto your waist.

“So tell me y/n…” He says as he slowly slide his hand down to skim over your clit through the cloth. You gasp slightly and let out a small moaning gasp. He circles his finger around your clit and gradually rubs you faster and faster. You enjoyed the pleasure so much your back began to arch and you let out a line of curse words and moans.

Hobi stops and smirks before looking at you and ripping your panties off in one gesture. He slowly slips his middle and ring finger in your mouth as your coat it in saliva and he then does the same. He slide his finger down your folds and thrusts them deeply into your hole making you scream and burry your face into his shoulder. He lets out a deep chuckle and whispers in your ear, “How much are you liking his new Hoseok?” He continuously thrusts his fingers into you and kisses ur neck overwhelming your body with pleasure. You already feel yourself coming close to your high and Hobi notices.

“Look at me while I make you cum” Hobi says as he continues to finger your hole.

You look into Hobi’s eyes as he curls his finger to the roof of your pussy making you cum all over his fingers in a loud moan.

“Fuck y/n~” Hobi grunts and he slowly slides his finger out of your pussy and rubs your pussy, overstimulating you. He removes his hand from your throbbing red pussy and licks the cum from his fingers before grabbing your face and kissing you, making you taste yourself. You moan as Hobi grips on your neck and pulls away from the kiss. You look at him as you try to catch ur breath and process everything that happened.

“You’re so beautiful when you look a mess” Hobi says, pushing ur hair back. His grip around ur neck tightens and Hobi leans in. “Let’s make you more beautiful”

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