#and i woke up without most of my clothes after the 2nd sleep

[elizabethplaid]

Holy shit, I think I just had the best cry I've had in a decade. My god, the catharsis! Like, snot dripping from my nose. And I stayed with the feelings for quite some time, instead of instantly switching to "Oh I'm going to get an A in therapy!" proud of myself, as sometimes happens.

Key phrases were as follows:

I'm seen

I'm not a ghost

I'm real

I did it; I made myself real

Not entirely sure why I chose the word "real", but I think it's in the sense described in "The Velveteen Rabbit". Well, at least partially; and that ties with the phrase "I'm seen".

Idk I just kinda let stuff happen, let my thoughts flow as they needed.

Mortifying ordeal of being known and all that jazz.

[winchesterwild78]

A Shattered Heart pt 2

Master List

Jensen x Reader (girlfriend)

Warnings: Angst, language, longing 

A/N: Apparently I made Jensen too much of an asshole and now I feel terrible. 🫣 So, here is the 2nd part of the story. This is a work of fiction and does not depict real life. All work is my own and absolutely no disrespect to Jensen or his family. No idea why my head is filled with this story…..it’s brutal. It's gonna get better...I promise. I wrote it fast-like 30 minutes, and didn’t do a great job editing. Please overlook any errors. 

Minors DNI 18+

The days without Jensen blurred together. After you left that night you drove to a hotel to stay until you could figure out what to do next. You called your mom for advice and just to hear her voice. “Why don’t you come home for a visit. We’d love to see you, and maybe some time away will help the two of you. Honey, I’m not making excuses for him, but he’s got a lot of people depending on him and that kind of pressure can break even the strongest of people.” “I know mama, but he told me to leave. The things he said were just so cruel. I’m the one person he’s supposed to turn to when things get hard, and he pushed me away.” 

Your mom offered you more words of encouragement and by the end of the conversation you had booked a flight home for a few days later. After telling her goodbye you climbed into the bed, looking at your phone hoping for a text from Jensen, but there was nothing. It was almost 6am by this point and you were exhausted. You figured he was asleep or passed out. Laying down and turning your phone on silent, sleep quickly overtook you. 

You woke up early in the afternoon. Stretching you glanced at the clock and saw it was almost 2pm. Your eyes were swollen and your head pounding from all the crying. Stumbling out of bed you made your way to get some water and headache medicine. 

After taking the medicine you decided a hot shower might help too. You grabbed your clothes, toiletries, and jumped in the shower. After a very long, very hot shower, you were starting to feel a little better. 

It had been 3 days at this point since Jensen told you to leave. Three days without his arms around you, without his hot breath on your neck, without his lips on yours and without him saying he loved you. Anytime your phone went off you jumped, thinking it was him, but nothing. It had been 3 days and he hadn’t reached out to you. You tried to keep tabs on him through mutual friends on social media, but you saw nothing. 

Your heart ached for any news on how he was doing. Was he just as heartbroken as you were, just as sad, or was he fine with his decision? You took some time off from work to sort everything out, and to fly home for a few days. You packed up and made sure you had everything from the room. 

Stepping out into the cool air your breath hitched. You had an Uber drive you to the airport. You boarded your plane, turning off your phone, settling into your seat for the flight home. 

*Jensen’s POV*

I woke up with a horrible hangover. The most I remember from last night was the fight with Danneel, drinking a ton of whiskey, and….oh shit! I told Y/N to leave. I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs looking for her. Going room to room praying it was a dream and she was still there. Then a small piece of metal caught my eye, her key. I grabbed my phone and tried to call her, it went straight to voicemail. I tried again, still voicemail. “Fuck!”

I called Jared, “Jared I fucked up! I don’t know how to fix this.” Jensen said in a panicked voice. “Whoah, Jens, slow down. What happened?” “I fucked up. Danneel called me last night, I had just gotten home from filming and we got into a huge fight. When I hung up I took it out on Y/N. Shit, man. She was only trying to help me. I said some really fucked up things, then I…” His voice trailed off. “Jens, then you what?” “I told her to leave. I got drunk and told her to leave. She left. I haven’t heard from her and when I try to call her it goes straight to voicemail. Shit man, I love her. What the hell did I do?!” 

Jared took a deep breath, “Give me a second man.” He covered the phone and told Gen what happened, asking her to call you and see if she could get you to come over. She pulled out her phone and the call went straight to voicemail. She shook her head at Jared.

“Jens, do you know where she might be?” Jensen sat in silence for a minute, “No, well, maybe she went home. Like her mother’s house.” “Okay, do you have her mother’s number?” Jared asked. “Yeah, somewhere. I’ll have to find it. Damn I said some horrible things, I know I lost her Jared. I saw how much I broke her before she left and I just fucking sat there. What the fuck is wrong with me?!” “We will figure it out, Jensen. In the meantime you need to figure out why you took all of that out on her. If she decides to come back to you, you have to figure out what triggered you and how to prevent it from happening again.” 

Jensen knew why he did it. He was falling for you faster than he expected, and he got scared. Scared that when all the shit was going on with his ex you were the first person he wanted to turn to for help. When he thought about the future and doing things with his kids he saw you there too. He was in deep, so deep he had thought about what marriage would look like with you. He was terrified if he opened up his heart to you, like really opened his heart, you would break it too. Jensen loved you, but he was afraid of another failed marriage.

He knew it was stupid, but people do stupid things when they are scared. 

For three days Jensen, Jared and Gen tried to get in touch with you. Nobody could reach you. Jensen was due back on set in a few days and he had no idea how he could go. Jensen searched everywhere for your mom’s number but couldn’t find it. As the days continued to pass without any word from you, Jensen fell deeper into despair. 

You sat in your seat on the plane, earbuds in and trying to clear your head. You scrolled through your phone, looking at the pictures of you and Jensen. Thousands of pictures of stolen glances, soft kisses, and laughter. There were pictures of Jensen and his children, candid shots of Jensen you thought he didn’t know you took, but he did. He had several of you too. 

Your heart ached for him, but his cruelty played over and over in your head. Frustrated, you tossed your phone in your bag and closed your eyes. 

A few hours later you were standing inside the airport waiting for your luggage. Your phone started pinging with notifications once you turned airplane mode off. You shoved it in your pocket as you grabbed your suitcase and walked towards the front. 

You ordered an Uber to drive you to your parent’s house. Looking at your phone you noticed you had a ton of text messages and an Instagram notification. Climbing into the Uber you sat back and checked your messages.

Gen: Hey sweetie. Jensen told us what happened. I just wanted to check on you. Reach out when you can. We’re worried about you. 

Jared: Hey shortstack. Gen and I are here for you. He’s a fool. Please let us know you’re okay. 

Then you saw Jensen’s name. You swallowed hard, checking the messages.

Jensen: Sweetheart I’m so sorry. Please let me know you’re okay.

Jensen: Baby I fucked up. Please call me or text me. I’m worried about you. 

Jensen: I know you’re angry and hurt. I don’t blame you. Baby, please let me know you’re okay. Nobody has heard from you.

Jensen: I love you

Jensen: Y/N you didn’t deserve what I said and you didn’t deserve me taking all this out on you. I love you, baby. I know I hurt you and I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but please just let me know you’re okay. 

Your breath hitched as you read his messages. He hurt you, broke your heart, but you couldn’t help but feel the need to reach out to him. You stared at your messages trying to figure out what to do. So you decided to send Gen a text first.

You: Hey Gen. I’m okay. I had to get away for a bit. He broke my heart, told me to leave so I did. I can’t be with someone who pushes me away like that. I love him, but I deserve better than that.

Gen: Oh, Y/N. I am so glad you’re okay. I know sweetie. He called Jared. We understand and support you. Just know he regrets what he did. The past three days he’s been trying to find you and reach out to you. For what it’s worth he does love you, he’s just scared.

You: I’m scared too, Gen. I fell for him fast and then he tossed me to the side. I have to come to terms with not being good enough for him, not being what he needed. I don’t know if or when I’ll reach out to him, but please let him know I’m okay. I should be back in Texas in about a week. I know he has to go back to set, so please let him know I’ll have Jared go by the house with me to get the rest of my stuff. 

Gen: Oh sweetie, you are good enough for him. He knows what he’s lost. I will tell him you’re okay. When you get back we will figure out your stuff. We love you.

You: Thank you, and I love you guys too.

Sitting your phone down you looked out the car window and saw your parent’s neighborhood come into view. You took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. When the car pulled into your parent’s driveway you saw your mom at the door. Her bright smile is a welcome sight. 

Getting out of the car, you grabbed your bags and walked towards your mom. Her arms outstretched to pull you into a hug. 

Her arms around you felt like home. You felt safe and loved. The weight of the pain came crashing down again and you sobbed into your mother’s arms. “Shh, it’s okay baby. Let it out. I know, baby.” She whispered into your head as she held you. 

As you pulled away, the tears still falling, you let out a shaky breath. “Mama, I still love him. It just hurts so bad. I don’t know how or if I can fix this.” 

“Let’s get you inside baby. We will figure it out.” She wrapped her arms around you and walked you inside. Your dad was standing in the living room and when you saw him he pulled you into a hug. “Hey baby girl. It’s good to have you home.” His strong steady voice washes over you. You loved your mom but you were a daddy’s girl. He was the first man to ever hold your heart and he had always been protective of you. 

When he found out you were dating Jensen he told him he better not hurt you. Jensen promised him he wouldn’t. “Daddy, I don't know what to do. I still love him so much.” “I know you do, baby. Give it a few days and the two of you should talk. You don’t let him treat you that way. If you go back you tell him he can’t do this to you. You deserve better than that. However, there isn’t ever a perfect relationship. You two have to work at it every single day if you want it to last.” Your dad pulled you tighter. “I know daddy. Thank you.” He kissed the top of your head as you pulled away. 

You went to your old bedroom and put your things down. You sat on the bed and pulled out your phone. That’s when you remembered the Instagram post you were tagged in.

Opening Instagram your breath hitched. It was a post from Jensen. It was a picture of the two of you. One you didn’t know he had taken. The two of you were on the couch, snuggled and you had fallen asleep on his chest and he was smiling softly at the camera. It was a sweet picture of both of you. 

His caption took your breath away. “My love, my beautiful girl, my home. I’m a fool to let you slip away. I’ll spend the rest of my life, until my last breath trying to make this right. I love you @yourusername. Forever and always. 

Tears were streaming down your face. Jensen was usually very private so him making this post about the two of you was incredible. You didn’t know what to say. 

You read through the comments and saw so many supportive comments and some calling Jensen out for whatever he did. You chuckled a little, but your heart ached for him. 

You decided to like the post. Just a little olive branch to let him know you still cared, still loved him. Even if he was being an asshole. 

Jensen’s POV

I was sitting at Gen and Jared’s house. Gen told me she’d heard from Y/N. I wish she’d call me, I miss her voice. The two of them were trying to encourage me but until I was able to talk to her nothing mattered. I needed to tell her how sorry I was. Even if it was too late for us, I needed to make this right. I hated that I made her feel like she wasn’t good enough. 

Jared handed me a beer and as Gen got up to check on the kids she squeezed my arm. “It’s going to be okay, Jens. She loves you so much. It’s just going to take some time.” 

I nodded and smiled softly. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I glanced at it. It was Instagram. I opened it and saw Y/N had liked my post about us. I gasped. Tears filling my eyes. “Jared, she saw my post. She liked it.” Jared smiled “That’s great Jens. It’s a start.” 

“Do you think I should text her?” Jared and Gen looked at each other, “I think you should wait for her to reach out. You’ve let her know you’re ready to talk, so let her make the decision.” 

I nodded and hesitantly put my phone down. 

Your POV

You showed your mom the Instagram post and asked her opinion. “It seems like there is still a lot of love there, Y/N. I can’t tell you what to do, but if it was me I’d give him a chance to explain and you get a chance to let him know how you feel. If you’re in love with him and he’s in love with you, then you owe it to yourselves to give it another chance.” 

You nodded and smiled at her. “Thanks mama. I can always count on you to help me.” 

She hugged you and gave you a soft kiss on your forehead. 

You bit your lip and pulled out your phone. Taking a deep breath you opened messages. 

You: Hey 

Jensen: Hey baby 

You: Are you busy?

Jensen: No, never too busy for you. 

You: Can I call you to talk? 

Jensen: I’d love that baby. 

You swallowed hard and stepped outside on the porch. Your hand trembling you dialed his number. 

Jensen answered almost immediately, “Hey baby. I’m so glad you called.” 

Your voice was soft and shaky, “Hey, Jens. We have a lot to talk about. 

“Yeah I know we do. It’s so good to hear your voice baby. I’ve missed it, I’ve missed you.” 

A tear slipped out from your eyes. “I’ve missed you too, Jens. I have to know why. Why did you make me leave?” 

“Baby I’m stupid. There isn’t a good enough excuse or reason for the way I treated you. I’m an asshole. I need you to know I'm so sorry for what I said and did. If I’m being honest I’m scared, Y/N. I had one failed marriage that ended really bad. I was afraid it was going to happen again.” 

“But Jensen, we aren’t married. Why would you think you’d have another failed marriage?” “Because I’m in love with you, Y/N. It scares me how quickly I fell in love with you, when I see you I see a marriage, I see our lives together forever, I see home.” 

You gasped softly, “Jensen I loved you too, so much. I saw a future with you too, but I didn’t toss you to the side. I deserved better than that. I deserve someone who is my partner, who will turn to me when things get tough, not against me. I deserve someone who doesn’t make me feel like I’m not good enough. Dammit Jensen, I would have married you if you had asked.”

Jensen ran his hands through his hair and sighed heavily, “I know baby. I’m so sorry. Me being scared is not an excuse for the way I treated you. Please come home so I can fix this. I’ll head home right now and meet you there.”

“Jensen, I’m not in Texas. I left. You told me to leave, so I did. Besides you have to be back on set tomorrow so I’m sure you’re leaving soon to catch your flight. It was scheduled for 6pm.”

Jensen’s voice cracked as he tried to hold back his emotions, “I didn’t mean it baby. I didn’t want you to leave. Fuck! Where are you baby?” “Jens, it doesn’t matter. You’re expected on set tomorrow, you have all those people depending on you and I know you don’t want to let them down. Maybe when you get home in a month I’ll come by and we can talk.”

You didn’t want to tell him you were at your parents’ house because you knew he’d be there in a heartbeat. 

“Baby I don’t want to wait a month. I want to work on us now. We deserve that, you deserve that. I’ve already called the producers and we’ve pushed back filming. You are more important than any show.”

“Jensen, I can’t ask you to do that. I know how important your career is to you. Please don’t throw it away over me. I’m not worth that. You’ve worked too hard to get to where you are. Please Jensen.” 

“Sweetheart, nothing, you hear me, nothing is more important to me than you and my kids. I love you and I’m willing to fight for us. Please tell me where you are and I’ll come to you.”

“I need some time, Jensen. You hurt me deeply. I should be back in Texas by the end of the week, we will talk in person then if you still want to.” 

Jensen felt a little pang of sadness. He didn’t want to wait to talk to you face to face. He wanted to hold you in his arms and kiss you again. However, he knew this was his fault. All of this was his doing, so he wanted to let you lead. 

“Okay, baby. I understand. When you get back in town, let me know and I can meet you somewhere. I love you, Y/N, and for what it’s worth, I’m sorry.”

“I know you do, Jensen and thank you. I’ll let you know.” “Y/N, before you hang up, can we still text or chat? We can keep it neutral and I promise I won’t pressure you.” “Sure, Jensen, and Jensen, for what it’s worth, I still love you.” 

Tears fell from his eyes and his heart clenched in his chest. Now he was determined more than ever to make this right. “I love you too, baby. I’ll talk to you soon, goodbye, darlin’.” “Good bye, Jensen.”

You hung up and the tears fell. Holding the phone to your chest. Your mom watched from the kitchen window and saw the love you still had for him. Her heart ached for you, so she was determined to give you a little push.

She walked into her office and pulled out her phone and called Jensen.

“Hello?” He answered with a questionable tone. “Hey, Jensen. It’s Y/M/N.” “Oh hello, Mrs. Y/L/N. How are you?” “Jensen dear, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Y/M/N?” “Yes, ma’am. I’m sure by now you know I screwed everything up. I want to tell you and Mr. Y/L/N I’m doing everything I can to make it right. I love your daughter so much.”

“I know you do, honey. She loves you too. That’s why I called. She’s here and lord knows she has a stubborn streak. I bet she told you she’d talk to you at the end of the week when she gets back, didn’t she?” Jensen chuckled, “Yes, ma’am she did.” “That sounds like our girl, well how about you fly in for a visit? It’s been too long since I’ve seen you, and I think this is something best dealt with in person.” 

“Yes, ma’am. I’ll book the first flight out. I’ll let you know when I’m on my way.” “Okay dear, and Jensen…” “Yes, ma’am?” “You fight like hell to keep her, we really like you.” Your mom chuckled. “I plan to. Thank you Y/M/N, for believing in our relationship and helping me make this right.” 

The next morning you woke up to the smell of bacon and pancakes. You stretched and smiled. You and Jensen had talked off and on all night, both of you finally saying good night about 1am. The conversation was light and almost flirty, like when you two first started talking to each other. It made your heart flutter. You were still in love with him, but you were still hurt too. 

Getting out of bed you decided to take a quick shower before heading downstairs. Once showered and dressed you walked down the stairs and could smell the breakfast and coffee your mom had made. When you walked into the kitchen you saw a ton of food. 

“Dang mom, I don’t eat that much. Surely you didn’t do all this for me?” She laughed, “No honey, your dad is going to eat breakfast with us before he heads out.” You smiled and grabbed a coffee cup and filled it up. Your mom handed you a plate and smiled widely at you and nodded towards the food. 

“Thank you mama. I’m starving.” You chuckled as you shoved a piece of bacon in your mouth. As you sat down to start eating you heard the doorbell. Your parents and you shared a look. It was almost 9am, so you weren’t sure who would be over there so early. “I’ll get it.” You said. Standing up and walking towards the door you noticed your parents acting strange. 

You looked over your shoulder at them and chuckled as you opened the door. When you turned back towards the door you saw who had rang the bell. Your breath hitched and a lump formed in your throat. You could barely speak, but managed to whisper out, “Jensen.”

“Hey sweetheart.”

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Jelly Bracelets (4)

Eddie Munson x f/Reader

Jelly Bracelets Masterlist

This has not been proofread. Please enjoy, though.

Warnings: swearing. Mentions a boner, but nothing major.

Gifs & photos do not belong to me: 1st: @mountainsbf 2nd: @suledins

WC: 1356

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Pink - wearer is willing to give a hickey

Eddie Munson may be the freak of Hawkins, but he is your best friend. Who is always willing to teach you new things, even when you get new bracelets from your cousin. Eddie will even go as far as teaching & showing you what each one means.

It is still raining when we woke up, but not as hard. I can go back to my place as soon as I feel up to it.

I woke up before Eddie, which isn't a shocker. He could sleep all day if he could, and I have seen him do it before.

He looks so relaxed, without a care in the world.

People who don't know him fully believe that he doesn't care about most things, they just see him as this freak who walks to the beat of his own drum.

Which is true in a way, but they don't know him like how I know him, or his Uncle Wayne.

Most people don't know his mom passes away when he was young.

What most people know is that his Dad is in jail, and they think he will follow in his footsteps, but Eddie has done everything he can not to be like him.

He knows he will always have his Wayne and I in his corner.

"You know watching someone when they sleep, is you know, creepy." Eddie said without opening his eyes.

"I just woke up." I tried to tell him.

One of his eyes opened as he looked at me.

"Sure, sure." I rolled my eyes at home.

"Come on, I'll make you some breakfast. I know you got food."

That seemed to make him almost hop out of bed.

"Please put a shirt on. It is freezing in here." I wrapped the blanket around me, even tighter.

"Shit, I'll grab you a sweater and some sweat pants."

Eddie said as he started to look through his dresser, until he found clothes for me to wear.

◆

I was just placing their plates on the small table when Wayne came out of his room, sniffing the air.

"I made breakfast Wayne."

He gave me a tired smile and said thanks as he sat down.

"I should have known it was you. If he made it, everything would be burnt and there would have been a lot more screaming." Wayne teased his nephew as he took a bite out of the toast.

"Like you are any better." Eddie said, almost in a pouty like.

We ate in comfortable silence, as we are all still pretty tired.

I was going to get up and clean the dishes when Wayne told me sit down.

"I'll do them after I get some more sleep. Got a call saying the power is back on at the plant, so I will be going to work tonight, and working into tomorrow morning to make up for last night."

I kicked Eddie under the table, hoping he would get the hint as he yelped.

"Don't worry about it. I'll do them." He said, begrudgingly. Wayne just looked between the two of us, amused.

"Thanks. I'm going to watch some TV and then go to bed. Thanks again for breakfast." Wayne said as he got up to sit in his chair.

"Anytime Wayne, anytime."

"Let's go go my room before you head out. The rain is starting to ease up."

"Yeah, I want to get home and shower." I told him.

"You can use our shower." Eddie looked almost offended.

"Yes, I know, but I don't have any of my stuff here." He scoffed at that.

"Our stuff is fine." Eddie said as he closed his bedroom door as I flopped on to his bed.

"For you two, it is, but I like my stuff. Besides, I'll be back over before you know I am even gone." I let him know as he laid down next to me on his bed.

He was hovering over me, and at this very moment, the air in the room became almost warm, too warm.

"You know you can just bring it here right? You don't even like your roommate."

I sighed because he was right about that.

Her and I don't really get along. She doesn't let me have any of my stuff outside of my room, that is basically a closet.

I haven't move yet because I can't afford it, and it was already furnished so I don't have to buy any of my stuff.

My mom got a new boyfriend just after I finished high-school, and he had her convinced to kick me out, telling her I was a grown up and should be living on my own.

It didn't take much convincing on her part. I remind her to much of my Dad who divorced her and left the state, living who knows where.

"You can just move in here." I know he was being sincere, but I just let out a small laugh.

"Eddie, this place barely fits the two of you. It isn't going to fit me."

"You know you always have a place here."

"I know, thank you." I gave him a soft smile.

◆

"You have got to be joking." He said to me after I told him how I went on date with Jason Carver before he ended up with Chrissy.

We were telling eachother stuff that the other person may not know, which is hard as he tell eachother everything.

"I am not. We went out four times, and by that date, I was already so bored of him. He really loves himself. Now, your turn."

He sat there, his fingers stroking his chin trying to tell me something that I don't know about him.

"I got it. I have never been given a hickey before."

"I don't believe you. I have seen you make out with women after our shows." I tried to keep the jealousy from showing in my voice.

"Yeah, making out, and having sex in my van, but never once has anyone given me a hickey, unless...," Eddie's voice trailed off.

"Unless what?" He has me intrigued.

I held up my arm and shook it.

I knew I was playing a dangerous game with each and every single one of these he snaps.

Eddie is my best friend and he doesn't see me as anything but that, but, who knows. Maybe this will be the last one.

"Snap the pink one for me." I did as he asked and handed it to him.

"Pink, you are willing to give a hickey."

"Come here Eddie." Was all I needed to say, before he was sitting next to me once more.

Eddie Munson's Pov:

Her mouth was attached to my neck, and I am biting my bottom lip to keep me from embarrassing myself, by the noises that were threatening to fall from my lips.

I am twitching in my pants, not believing how quickly she has turned me on just by kissing and nipping at my neck.

"You okay Eddie?" I felt her ask against my neck and all I could do was let out was, "Mmhmm."

Her lips went back to leaving her mark on me, which I will show off proudly.

One last nip and she pulled back to inspect her work.

"Not bad for your first hickey." She is proud herself. "Want to take a look?" She gestured to my dresser mirror, but I had half a chub in my pants, that I am hoping I am covering with the pillow.

"I trust your work." I said to her.

"I gotta get home. I'll be back later. I'll cook some dinner for you and Wayne, and bring back your clothes." She got up, and kissed my cheek.

"I'll have the dishes down, and remember to call me when you get home."

"Of course Eddie." She left me, sitting on the floor of my bedroom. I tossed the pillow to the side, willing myself to calm the fuck down as I stood up.

I walked towards the mirror, and I could clearly see the hickey on my neck.

I tilted my head and turned it slightly to get the best look at it.

"Well fuck me." I said out loud to myself as I looked at it.

She really outdid herself with this one.

It felt like she claimed with it.

I am fucked.

I can't go back after this.

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Phaerlax Garu & Karu fics mastahlist~

Here are the links and some details about my apparently extensive wolfboy bibliography. Enjoy...? (I ordered them from least problematic to most problematic lol)

Wet weather wolf sweater 2k Eiden/Garu 🌈🐺 Notes: Wholesome, clothes swap, scent kink. Eiden gives Garu his own sweater because Garu isn't comfortable in his.

That same moon 2k Eiden/Garu/Karu 🌈🐺🐺 Notes: Wholesome. Eiden takes Garu away from the mansion so his howling doesn't disturb sleep; they have some cute bonding moments.

Warm bubbles wolf snuggles 3k Eiden/Garu 🌈🐺 Notes: Wholesome, bath sex, teasing, orgasm delay. Expansion to Howling Cyclone Garu's 2nd room.

Pillow humping to assert dominance 2k Eiden/Karu 🌈🐺 Notes: Karu is humping a pillow and having shameful thoughts while at it. Inspired by fanart.

Warden slander wolf Commander 5k Eiden/Karu 🌈🐺 Notes: Karu Fails to Top (but fingers Eiden). Expansion to Forgotten Fruit Garu's 5th room (what if Karu woke up?)

Master, do you have another wolf besides me?! 3k Eiden/Garu/Karu 🌈🐺🐺 Notes: Jealousy, possessiveness, scenting, comedy. This is the Garu bit from NEON Carnival turned into a fic, plus Karu smut.

Round and colorful and full of cute things~ 3k Blade/Karu, Blade/Garu 🤖🐺 Notes: Wholesome, gift-giving, Karu failing to top. The wolves give Blade a cute birthday gift and then they have sex, as one does.

Slave number one, rub my chest again 2k Eiden/Karu 🌈🐺 Notes: Nipple play, licking, bondage. Expansion of Ethereal Guardian Garu's 5th room. Karu wants more nipple play but is karulike about it, ties Eiden up.

Dealing with darlinglessness~ 2k Blade/Garu 🤖🐺 Notes: Wholesome, bed sharing, scent kink, tickling, milking your buddy's cock. Blade helps Garu cope with Eiden's absence.

Master's Gift, the second coming thereof 6k Eiden/Garu/Karu/Aster/Morvay 🌈🐺🐺🦇😈 Notes: The familiars present Garu in a Very Sexy Outfit to Eiden, again, things get hornier from there. Somehow contains Karu voguing.

Gluttony, pride, lust, and the expiation thereof 2k Olivine/Karu 📖🐺 Notes: Hurt/Comfort. Olivine cures Karu's tummy troubles from overeating at the Forest Tea Party, but there's side effects.

Familiar Feast unfinished longfic, Morvay/Karu chapter 3, Morvay/Garu chapter 4 😈🐺 Notes: Several characters line up to feed Morvay on his birthday, the wolf boys go first. Karu Fails to Top.

Instructions unclear, 2k Eiden/Karu 🌈🐺 Notes: Karu is stuck in the sex toy from Quincy's Kleinmas room. He's 'coerced' into a spanking, but it's lighthearted.

Post-Workout Nutrition 2k Morvay/Karu 😈🐺 Notes: Morvay licks Karu's body after a workout session. He feels a little bad for how much he teases Karu, and lets him top at the end.

Knightly mix-up wolf elixir 3k Eiden/Karu/Edmond 🌈🥞🐺 Notes: Sex pollen. Karu tries to hornypotion Eiden but gets Edmond instead. Oh no, they have to fuck now. Less dubcon than it sounds!

A Matter of Size 5k Quincy/Karu 🪵🐺 Notes: Morning after, size difference, somnophilia, the inherent eroticism of magical medicine being applied to a wrecked boyhole.

Delectably presented 2k Eiden/Karu 🌈🐺 Notes: Heat, self-lubrication, rimming, begging. Karu really needs Eiden to fuck him but Eiden takes his sweet time eating that sweet ass. Inspired by fanart.

Wolven Spat 2k Karu/Garu 🐺🐺 Notes: Twincest (effectively), masturbation, scent kink. The wolves have a disagreement about how to get off without Eiden.

Wolven Clash 3k Garu/Karu 🐺🐺 Notes: Twincest (much more effectively), wrestling for dominance. Garu's Frozen Echoes PTSD is treated with dream sex.

Puppy snack 2k Aster/Garu 🦇🐺 Notes: Light dubcon, teasing, biting, Garu in a maid outfit. Aster bullies him a little for eating what he's meant to be selling.

Vulpine Clemency 5k Kuya/Karu 🦊🐺 Notes: Dubcon, orgasm denial, impact play. Karu gets flogged to be released from a chastity curse. It's coercive and not really lighthearted, but he's into it.

Tail grab grudge match 9k Yokai/Karu 🪶🐺 Notes: Stuck in a wall, non-consensual, spanking, figging, humiliation, forced orgasm. This is meant to make readers horny, not sad or angry, but it is what it sounds like.

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[3] It is his job to be 'the nice guy'

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June 2022 – New Brunswick Right after the party – Y/N's POV Half an hour after Sebastian and Anthony left, y/n decided to head into her room, because she was tired as well. She looked for Christina to say goodnight to her and found her next to a few women – discussing about their next projects. She seemed kind of drunk while trying to convince y/n to stay a little longer. She refused, hugged Christina and went to the stairs to go to her room on the 2nd floor.

She opened the zipper of her dress and stored it carefully in the bag she got from the store she bought it. Then she changed into her pajamas: a black shorts and a red shirt with a comic cat on it. With a big yawn she crawled under her blanket, laying on her back – facing the ceiling. "What an interesting evening.", she thought. "I never thought Sebastian would be such a nice human being. He is so famous that I expected him to be more arrogant and aware of his fame. But talking to him was like talking to a normal person. I really enjoyed his company."

That night y/n had a hard time to fall asleep although she was very tired. Every time she fell asleep she saw Sebastian's face in front of her – laughing, smiling or winking at her. And every time she woke up again and realized that she couldn't clear her mind from that man and his steel-blue eyes. She knew that there are a lot of girls and women who have a crush on him, but she was never one of them. She admired his acting skills and heard a lot of stories from Christina about their time at college, but never though about him in a different way.

Somehow that changed this night, as she couldn't stop thinking about every word he said, every glaze they shared and every laughter that happened. "Stop being so childish. You are like a teenager having a crush on a celebrity for the first time.", she shook her head in disbelief what happened to her. She was sure this were the side-effects of the alcohol she had. She barley drank so that could be a possible reason for her strange thoughts.

As she still couldn't sleep she touched the golden ring on her left hand that was an heirloom from her Grandmother Charlotte. It was her engagement ring and she loved wearing it as memento of her. She was never a religious person but every time she felt lost or needed guidance, she touched that ring while asking silent for her grandma's advice. Obviously she never got a real response but most of the time she suddenly knew what to do or not to do. While touching her ring she tried some breathing exercises she learned at a meditation class and both helped her to finally fall asleep – without dreaming about the guy with the blue eyes.

The next morning she woke up with a little headache caused by the alcohol she had last night. She stretched her whole body, rolled around to her bedside table and saw a message from Christina on her phone: "Good morning sweetheart. Breakfast is ready. Come downstairs when you're awake" The message was sent half an hour ago, so y/n changed her clothes into black sports tights, a sports bra and an oversized grey shirt and jumped downstairs to meet Christina in the kitchen.

The smell of pancakes and coffee reached her nose as she entered the kitchen. Christina's cook (yes, that woman has a cook that helps her to maintain that stunning body) smiled at y/n with a "Good morning miss" while preparing a plate with pancakes for her. Christina sat on a table reading the newspaper when y/n sat down next to her.

"Good Morning. How can you be awake this early right after your birthday party? When did you even go to bed?" y/n greeted her friend. Christina sipped on her coffee and answered: "You get used to not getting enough hours of sleep in my industry. I think I fell asleep around 4am and now it's (she turned her wrist to look on her watch) 10:30am. I had more than 5 hours of sleep. That's an average night!" y/n sighed, because she would have been in a constant bad mood with only 5 hours of sleep. She needed at least 7 hours to be functional.

"I've seen you enjoyed your evening with Sebastian and his friend Anthony", Christina said teasing. "Okay here we go. What am I going to answer to her? How did she even realize what I was doing the whole evening? She was all busy talking to her guests." y/n though before she answered Christina: "Yeah, we met at the buffet and kept on talking. He is a really nice guy."

Christina raised one of her eyebrows, took another sip of her coffee before she answered carefully: "First of all: I said you were with Sebastian AND Anthony, but in your answer you only talked about Sebastian, I guess. You know that I know him for over 20 years and it is his job to be "the nice guy". He was always kind of a womanizer and he flirted a lot – having one-night-stands as well as short-term relationships. I mean he is turning 40 this year without being married or having kids. Think about it: There must be a reason for that." Before she could even continue on her rant about Sebastian, y/n laughed – making Christina raising her eyebrow even higher.

"I just said that he is a nice guy. I did not plan to marry him, Christina. No worries. Also you are turning 39 this year and you're not married and having kids as well. What is your reason for that?" y/n said also teasing.

She knew that Christina never wanted to have kids and had no plans to marry someone. She loved to be an independent woman and she had no need to change that. As y/n knew that (Christina was not secretly about that topic. She told everybody she knows that she's not gonna have kids or a husband so that they don't have false expectations) she thought she could risk that last joke. "Touché", Christina said smiling.

"Also I do not even have his number and he hasn't mine. So nothing to worry about, Christina. It was just a nice evening." y/n continued while eating her warm and fluffy pancakes. Christina knew that she was lying. She saw her eyes sparkle when she mentioned Sebastian's name. "Poor girl. I hope she will not be one of his trophies", she thought.

A few of her former college classmates told her that he had changed over the years, but Christina wasn't sure about that. She promised herself that if he ever came to her and asked for y/n's number she would refuse his request. Y/n's ex-boyfriend broke her heart about a year ago and she never really got over that. Christina did not want her heart to be broken again by this womanizer.

After they finished breakfast y/n packed her stuff and decided to drive back to Brooklyn. Thankfully she had a few weeks off before starting with a new project. She was in the hair and make-up team for a movie that was filmed in New York. She was very grateful for that, because she was able to sleep in her own apartment every night – she was not a big fan of hotel rooms for a longer period.

A few minutes later she packed all her stuff in her car and wanted to say goodbye to Christina as she realized, that they didn't even tried the cake y/n bought from Carlo's bakery. "Christina, there is a little surprise for you in the fridge. I totally forgot about that this morning. Give it a try and let me know if you like it!" y/n said and smiled at Christina while hugging her goodbye. Christina looked very surprised, nodded and waved her goodbye as y/n went to her car.

On her drive back to Brooklyn y/n tried very hard to not see those steel-blue eyes in front of her all the time, but she still seemed a little distracted. "Let's go back home, maybe take a power-nap and then focus on the upcoming movie. That was just one evening and I will probably not see him again. Oh and I'm pretty sure I'm going to have sushi tonight. No Italian food!"

[midnightstar-90]

Hidden~ Eddie Diaz x Nash! Reader

A/N: I wanted to add some action, so I moved up when Shannon decided to divorce Eddie. Eddie is too good to make him into a cheater. I'm not really good at describing intimate-type stuff either.

Lose Some, Win Some

Y/N's POV

I am finally home. I'm home with my son, and the school gave me a couple of days to rest. I sat on my couch, watching the news. "Today, police suspect LAFD's 118 for robbing $300,000 worth of cash from a local bank. Police say that the LAFD was there to help the bank manager and a delivery man with a seizure or a possible nerve agent. Police also say that they found the cash inside one of their firetrucks. More information coming up, soon."

After hearing that, I remember the number on one of the firetrucks at the crash. The 118 saved me, and if they saved me, that means that Eddie and my dad are being questioned for a robbery. I haven't known Eddie long, but I know that Eddie, nor my father, would rob a bank.

Zachary walks into the room. "Mommy, I'm ready for bed," my little man says. I turn to him and say, "Ok, I'll be in there in a bit." He runs back to his room.

I hear a knock at the door. It is almost 9:30 pm. Who could be at my door? I go to the door and look through the peephole. Eddie and Christopher stand at the door with a to-go bag.

I open the door, and I say, "Eddie? Chris? what are you doing here?" "I bet you have heard about what is going on. The police have ransacked our house, and I was wondering if you could watch Chris until this blows over?" Eddie asked me desperately.

I smile at the two boys. "Sure. Chris, Zach is in his room getting ready for bed. You can go hang out with him until I get you a bed ready. His room is down the hall, the First door on the left," I tell the little boy, and then turn to Eddie.

He hands me Chris' night bag, and I joke and say, "There better not be any evidence in here." He chuckles, saying, "Nope, no evidence, just clothes, and a toothbrush."

I invite him into my apartment. He walks in and says, "Nice apartment. Is that a skylight?" He points up, at the skylight, in my living room.

(Y/N's Living room /w a skylight)

"Yeah, when Levi died, I would tell Zach that his father was watching him from the stars. So, I decided that anytime we missed Levi, we would watch the stars," I said, trying not to tear up.

Eddie reaches in his pocket and pulls out a picture. "I'm guessing this is Levi?" Eddie asks, handing me the picture. I look at the picture and lose my cool. Eddie sits me on the couch and just hugs me.

This is the closest I've ever been to a man since Levi. It felt good. I felt protected. I don't need protection because I was in the navy, but this man made me feel loved.

We sat on the couch, with me crying into his shirt. "Mommy, aren't you gonna put me to bed?" "Yeah." I get up, heading into my child's room.

Eddie follows me into the room, and what he sees shocks him.

(Zachary's bed)

Christopher is sitting on the bottom bunk of a firehouse bed. The whole room was dedicated to firefighters. When we got in that crash, and he met his grandfather, Zach decided that when he gets older, he would become a firefighter.

Christopher looks at his dad and says, "Dad, Zach said he wants to be like you and uncle Buck when he gets older."

Eddie continues to look around. He walks towards the cubby. Inside the cubby is some of Zach's favorite toys, some pictures of Levi and I, and some pictures of Zach and I. What really caught Eddie's eye, was the picture of Zach on my shoulders, at the El Paso Zoo.

I am tucking the boys in, when I hear, "You were in El Paso?" I look back and say, "Yeah, that was Zach's 2nd birthday. Levi was born in Austin, but he grew up in El Paso." Eddie just nods and goes back to looking around.

As I'm tucking Christopher in he says, "Dad and I are from El Paso. It would have been cool if we met before LA." I smile at the boy, before walking out and turning off the lights.

"We have a lot in common, you know?" Eddie tells me. I look at him and he looks back. "Oh, really?" I ask. Eddie and I move closer to each other. I continue to look at the man and I ask, "Like what?" "Well, for starters, we were both fought for our country." Imagining this man in a military uniform made the moment even hotter. I moved closer. "Ok, and?" "And, we both had a son at a young age."

At this point, he was towering over me. I quickly pulled the man into a kiss. He kisses back. I move my hands from my side to his chest, and he grabs my hips. He deepens the kiss as I move my hands from his chest to his neck. I feel strong hands go under my shirt.

We keep making out for a couple of minutes until I pull back. "I'm so sorry. I forgot you married," I say frantically. "She told me she wasn't ready. She filed for divorce. I also didn't feel like our relationship was working. She left us when Chris was little. I kinda like this hot teacher, who was in the Navy and has a son. Also, she knows about being a firefighter." Eddie tells me, holding my hands.

I kiss Eddie again. Eddie and I head to my room, without breaking the kiss. That night was the best night in forever. Everyone got a sleepover.

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The robbery thing has been put behind us, but a new problem has arrived. My father didn't tell the LAFD everything about why he transferred, therefore leaving him suspended. He hasn't told me either, but I think it is best to let him come to me about it.

I started work again today, except I feel like I'm looking after 3 kids. My dad insisted that we hang out, you know since he wasn't there for most of my life.

I wake up at 5 am to a large banging noise. I look to see who it is, and surprise surprise, it is my father with tons of groceries. "Dad, what are you doing here. Zach is still asleep, and I don't have to be up till 7 am." I tell my dad, letting him in.

He heads to my kitchen and sits down the food. "I was thinking that I could make you and Zach breakfast, and then I could take you to work."

I gave my father a loving look. I feel bad that his past came back to haunt him, but maybe something good will come out of it. Besides, I missed the father/daughter bonding we had. Eddie told me his food is at grade A chef level, so why not let him cook for me.

"Well I love what you're doing, but I'm missing sleep. If it's fine with you, could I go back to sleep?" I ask, and receive a nod back. I walk to my room, but I turn back to check upon him. I know he's sad, but at this moment he looks happy.

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I woke up at 7 am to a heavenly smell. I walk into the kitchen, after remembering my dad was making breakfast. As leave the hallway to see my son and father talking about firefighting. I smile, and my dad turns to face me.

"Ah, you're awake! I woke up Zach and got him dressed for you." my dad says taking a bite of the french toast. I go into the kitchen and make myself some food. I see french toast, fresh fruit, bacon, eggs, and freshly squeezed orange juice. I look amazed as I take some of everything.

My dad works up the courage to ask me a question, "I was wondering if you wanted to stop by the firehouse, like old times. I have some people I would like you to meet." With my mouth full, I say, "Yeah, I missed those days" "Oh man, mommy is breaking a rule. She is talking with her mouth full," Zach says to the man next to him.

Dad laughs. "Well I ate, but I have to get dressed." I head to my room to get dressed.

(Y/N's outfit to work)

I walk back into the living room and we get ready to head out. We make it to the school, and I say goodbye to my father. I take Zach to class. I get to the office and I see Eddie and Chris. "Hey, I was just hanging with your fire captain." "Well, can you tell him we want him back because his replacement is terrible?" I laugh.

"So, are you coming to the firehouse?" Eddie asked me like he knew my dad would ask me. I give the firefighter a suspicious look and then say, "Yeah, my dad asked me this morning. Would you like me to bring Chris?" He gives me a "yeah, sure", and then we say goodbye.

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Christopher and I had so much fun. We were in math, and I helped teach him fractions with mini Kit-Kats. Then, in English, we acted out storytime with his class. The day ended in science, where we build and erupted our own volcanos.

It is the end of the day, some and of the boys waited outside for my father. When he arrived, we got in and started heading towards the fire station, which was only a 5-minute drive.

We walk into the 118's fire station, and Zach went off. A scream could be heard throughout the whole building. All the firefighters and paramedics stopped to see what was going on. My dad walked up to me and said, "Just like his mother."

Eddie and another man walked down the stairs to see what was happening. I smile at the majestic man walking towards me. We go into a hug before I hear a cough.

"Eddie, aren't you gonna introduce me to the pretty lady," the man asked Eddie. I smile at the man, but Eddie and my dad roll their eyes. My dad jumps into the conversation, "Buck, this is my daughter, Y/N, and her son, Zach. Y/N, this is Buck."

Buck and I shake hands. "My name is actually Evan Buckley, but everyone calls me Buck. You are somewhat of what Eddie has told me. Your pretty, but I expected a younger Bobby, with boobs." Eddie smacks Buck's chest.

I'm laughing and I head upstairs with the others. "Mommy! Mommy! Can I go down the fire pole," Zach asks, tugging on my pant leg? I nod my head yes.

Another man and woman walk over and sit with us in the lounge. "Why is there a little boy running around? Did someone drop him off, because I think your only supposed to do that with babies, not children," the man said, sitting right next to me. "That's my son. I'm Y/N." I hold out my hand waiting for the man to shake it. "I'm Howie, but everyone calls me Chimney. This is Hen," The man says, and the woman waves.

We continue to talk until the emergency bell rings. Everyone heads downstairs, but I pull Eddie back. I give him a long kiss, with my arms around his neck and his around my waist.

I pull back and say, "I had fun the other night. Maybe, I could see if my dad could watch the boys, and you and I could maybe have dinner at my house." Eddie groans and says, "Oh, how I would love that. We could also watch a movie."

This man will be the death of me. "Yeah, but you need to go." Eddie runs off to an emergency, I head to the store with my dad, Christopher, and Zachary.

"You know, you don't have to hide Eddie from me," He tells me. I look at him shocked. "I see the way you guys look at each other, and I saw you guys kiss today," he says calmly.

"Well, since you know could you help me make a meal for him and I tonight, and can you watch the boys?" I practically beg. He nods, and then he moves towards the isles, picking out ingredients.

"I don't want to intrude, so I will give you a recipe card. But yes, I will take the boys, just use protection. I don't want to see another grandchild for a while," he says, earning a smack on the chest from me. "There are children around," I whisper.

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My dad gave me a recipe for Ravioli, served with garlic bread and bacon-wrapped asparagus. I am almost finished cooking when I hear a knock.

(Y/N's Date Outfit)

I open the door to see a devastated Eddie. I go in to hug him, and Eddie says, "She's dead. Shannon died in the emergency room. That call we left for, that was for her. What am I gonna tell Christopher."

I welcome the man in, and I sit him on the couch. "Do you want to eat?" I ask, hoping that I could get him to relax and eat. "No" is all I hear, before he shoves his face into my shoulder, and lets it all out. I rub his back and say, "Everything will be fine."

We sit there, on the couch, just cuddling. I smell something burning. My eyes widen and I yell, "My bread!"

Eddie's mind comes back to earth and he heads towards the kitchen. Not only is the bread burnt, but there was also a slight fire. Eddie quickly grabbed the fire extinguisher and put out the fire.

I was so scared. Eddie saved me from a fire. At the moment, I forgot all about the food, Eddie's emotions, and everything else. I kissed Eddie out of thankfulness. We kissed for about a minute before he pulled away.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have done that, with everything going on. I was scared. I could've just stood there and let the fire grow, but no, you saved me. You are m-" Eddie cut me off with a kiss.

Eddie picked me up and took me to my room. He laid me on my bed, and next thing you know, our clothes are off.

Taglist: @notanordinaryprincess95 @jjpogueprincess @wiypt-writes

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When You Walk In On Him

2nd Edition w/ Eijirou Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Hanta Sero & Hitoshi Shinsou | 172732014

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EIJIROU KIRISHIMA | The Crash

The giant expanse of Fat Gum’s agency was a sight to behold. Compared to Fourth Kind’s modest establishment, you found something warm and comforting in these halls. Still, you twiddle your thumbs and tapped your shoes in anxiousness. You haven’t heard from Kirishima in a while. Your eyes drifted every so often catching glimpses of Heroes and Sidekicks alike roaming the large foyer, but no tall redhead.

You decided, perhaps, to roam a bit. Perhaps Kirishima was still on patrol, or on mission, or on his way to a mission, or returning, or-

“Hey,” spoke a low voice catching your attention from your runaway train of thought.

“Oh, Amajiki, hey, sorry, didn’t see you there,” you mumbled, fumbling over your words a little. It only made the tall dark-haired man sulk, hiding his eyes behind his shades and his hood. He looked a little worse for wear with part of his cloak charred, assuming he must’ve returned from patrol.

“It’s fine,” he simply replied. “I’m used to it.”

“No, I didn’t mean… have you seen Eijirou? He said he’d be back but I haven’t seen him through here.”

Amajiki’s eyes drifted through the foyer before he shrugged. “He’s probably already back. He called in not too long ago. If I see him, I’ll let him know you’re here.”

“Thank you Amajiki.”

You beamed a smile at the Pro-Hero, watching his eyes turn away before he walked. If you didn’t know any better, it looked like he was slightly embarrassed.

“Oh, Amajiki, where would Eijirou be if he’s done for the day?” You asked.

“Maybe the lockers,” replied Amajiki without even turning his head to face you.

You only continued to watch him walk away. It was commonplace for the Pro-Hero to be a little unsociable, but he still radiated a good heart that came with his reputation. You stood from one of the foyer lounges, stretching your limbs above your head before you began to stroll through the agency, making note of the direction towards the locker rooms. Maybe you’ll bump into Kirishima? Or he got caught up with his friends in the agency?

A couple of Sidekicks exited a steamy room while they waved something in the air between themselves. They were quick to catch with your eye as they ran past, but it looked like a couple pieces of clothing in their hands, guffawing and hooting through the hall. You shook your head at the sight until the sound of running wet footsteps suddenly caught your ear.

A sudden jolt slammed into you before a large body grabbed hold of yours, catching you in his large arms. The cold touch of his skin and the warmth of the steam around you hit you like a brick wall while your hands pressed against his bare chest.

“Sorry I didn’t mean-“ started a familiar voice before you came face-to-face with a familiar redhead, his hair clinging to his skin while he pressed against yours. You felt the rush of blood flush into your cheeks and your ears when you stared into those familiar red eyes.

“… Thumper?” Uttered Kirishima with his large arms hugging around you.

You were speechless, feeling every muscle of his on you, thankful that at the very least he was wearing a towel around his hips. Still, a very naked Kirishima held onto you in the middle of the halls. Out in public.

And he only realised the same thought.

“Whoa, sorry! I mean, it’s not what it looked like!” He exclaimed, releasing you and backing away, his hand immediately on the edge of his towel. “Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be right back!”

The next thing you knew, Kirishima ran after those Sidekicks earlier with his towel still flailing around keeping him decent. You did not move, you felt like your breath halted before you walked towards a wall to lean against, groaning and hiding your face in your hands.

DENKI KAMINARI | The Flirt

You woke in the warm armchair that overlooked the pier in Endor Docks, staring at the moonlight that shone into your eyes. In your fog, you found a book on your lap and a blanket draped over your body. Falling asleep to one of the few books available wasn’t a strange occurrence, however the blanket that wrapped around you brought a smile on your face. Kaminari had come home sometime during the night.

There was no reason to find him, assuming that he had made his way to bed upon arriving home from whatever Commission work he had to involve himself in. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you shifted in the armchair, hearing the creak from its old wooden frame, and feeling the tightness in your muscles. You ensured you wouldn’t make too much noise, now knowing that it was already dark and could interrupt Kaminari’s sleep upstairs.

Still, nature called.

Your head was foggy. You felt groggy, yawning out loud while you walked towards the bathroom. Unfortunately, you did not notice the light that was alit from behind its doors, opening it to be met by the warmth of moisture in the air and the steam that caressed your skin. There standing in the middle of the open bathroom was Kaminari, hair draped down his back while he draped a towel around his waist. If you weren’t so groggy from the sleep, the steamy image of this Pro-Hero definitely woke you up. Your eyes trailed along his wet skin, taking note of his lithe and lean build before he turned his golden eyes on you.

“Um… uh… I…” you stammered, standing by the door like a deer staring at oncoming headlights.

His golden eyes captivated you, still dozing and relaxed from a hot shower while his hair clung to his skin. That smile of his, crooked with a tiny smirk, caught you unaware.

“Mon Ange?” He cooed. “It’s rude to stare you know.”

“Merde, pardon, je n'étais pas au courant,” you immediately said, shutting your eyes and holding your hand out. “Je suis désolé.”

Soon the feel of hands reached out to yours, still warm to the touch, yet cold from the wet. You peeked, only to be met by Kaminari’s almost cocky stare, his bare chest now close to you.

“I had a late night,” he explained. “Sorry if I woke you.”

“Oh no, you didn’t,” you explained still by the bathroom door. “I just, um…” It was odd to stare, to be on this side of the situation. As dorky as Kaminari was, he looked different in this light, as if he bore a different side of him. No amount of gossip or current affairs you had read would ever describe Kaminari in this way.

There was a flutter in your chest.

“May I have your permission to pass through the threshold?” He asked still with that smirk.

“Huh?” You still stared only to realize that you were blocking his way out from the bathroom, hopping out of the way to give him space to leave. You caught the glimmer of something in his face before he slid his fingers from yours, leaving you while he walked towards his bedroom loft. It wasn’t his crooked smirk, but his eyes. He spoke with bedroom eyes.

“Sleep well Mon Ange,” he spoke, turning his gaze on you once more before he disappeared from sight.

You needed a moment before stepping into the steam, snapping yourself from the trance he held onto you effortlessly. You couldn’t help but smile.

And you thought you were the only one able to enchant.

“Goodnight Roi de la Fee.”

HANTA SERO | The Charm

You perched atop a mediocre apartment complex while you surveyed the scene, spotting the agency in sight. After weeks on the run, you’ve grown impatient with your lack of information on your own investigations. Your usual routes to collect from the Commission have been abandoned due to a number of crises, and if you were honest, playing petty thief was getting old.

You spotted Hanta Sero not too long ago disappear into his agency, wondering if you could slip into the building undetected to have a word. It had been some time since you’ve spoken to him, still angry over the fact that you had been made for your escapades. That visit in the rain, despite the painful experience, didn’t count.

A ball of light flickered in the palm of your hand, playing with it for a moment before you tossed it towards a partially open window on one of the agency’s floors. With that, your body transferred into light, appearing by the window sill and shooting through its cracks, landing onto the vinyl floor with a squeak. There was no time to lose before your feet flew down the hall, your eyes darting for any signs of life.

Luckily no one was around.

The first course of action was to locate Sero, discovering that you found yourself in the enclosed office spaces, where most, if not all judging by the silence, have left for the day. You quickly made your way through the halls, finding a set of stairwells until the sound of chatter caught your ear. Without hesitation, you turned towards a set of doors, the next ones available for you to slip into before eyes caught sight of your presence.

You breathed a sigh of relief once the voices and footsteps disappeared from the other side of the door, turning to find yourself in a locker room. Your eyes stared at the row of lockers that lined the walls until a pair of wet footsteps caught your attention, turning your eyes on-

“Ah!”

There in nothing but a towel and still wet from the showers stood Sero with his hair slicked back. He stared at you, flabbergasted by your presence inside his agency, let alone presently here while he finished a day of work.

“What are you doing? How did you get in?” He questioned with his hand tightly clutching his towel by his waist.

“Oh my god, put some clothes on!” You exclaimed in turn, looking elsewhere and refusing to look him in the eye.

“I just got out of a shower.”

“Okay, but you standing there doesn’t help the situation.” You pulled at your lips, trying your best to keep the image of his body out of your head. But you couldn’t ignore the fact that he was standing beside you, in nothing but that towel, all wet.

“Wow, I’ve never seen you so embarrassed like this,” he chirped with a smirk.

“This isn’t funny!” You remarked. “Can you go get changed so I can talk with you?”

“We can talk right now. You have my attention.”

He wasn’t making it any easier.

“I’m still mad at you,” you added, your eyes trying their best to still look away. “Can you just put some clothes on?”

The sound of footsteps grew closer before he walked past you, allowing your eyes to watch the curvature of his back before he approached his locker ahead. You only continued to stare, watching him collect his civilian clothes before he began to loosen his towel to dry further. Your breath hitched before you turned your back to him once more, avoiding eye contact and any roving eyes from staring. It didn’t help your imagination on what was happening behind your back.

This plan backfired.

HITOSHI SHINSOU | The Wit

A brisk walk was what you needed to clear your head. You took in some fresh air before you found your way back home, entering the foyer, then soon the elevator, taking you to the fifth floor. Entering through your door was the usual, being greeted by Toka who curled around your legs with a mewl. You collected her in your arms, eyes staring into hers despite her inquisitive nature, now perched on your chest from another perspective.

“Now, has Daddy come back home?” You asked with a chirp, receiving one from Toka. “No? He’s still at work?”

Thanks to Shinsou, you were given some leave to recuperate from the events Seek had caused throughout the city. This left you with nothing to do at home while he continued the effort, on and off the books. You sighed while bobbing Toka gently in your arms, giving her a scratch or two before you released her. A shower felt like a good idea, you thought.

You began to strip some of your clothes, tossing them onto the couch while you briskly made your way towards the bathroom. Your mind was elsewhere, free from thoughts until you questioned the sound of running water briefly before it stopped. Trick of the mind, or so you thought before the bathroom door swung open too late.

In a wet mess of purple hair, Shinsou stood by the doors with a towel wrapped around his waist. The warm and humid air pricked your skin instantaneously, and your eyes laid on his bare chest before they crawled up towards his drowsy eyes. You swore that the hot shower had lifted those eye bags, even if it was a little.

“Hey Kitten,” cooly greeted Shinsou with a smirk.

“… hi,” you squeaked, unable to contain your composure. You questioned his presence. Wasn’t he supposed to be at work? Did he text that he was coming home early? Did you forget? Did he? You didn’t utter another word, only fixated on your thoughts while you stared at his moist skin and damp hair that framed his face.

Shinsou edged in closer, hovering a breath away from your face with his drowsy violet eyes staring into yours. “Cat got your tongue?” He teased while he leaned against the door frame.

“Stop tempting me,” you spat with a pout, feeling the heat from his skin.

“This is the most fun I’ve had for a while. Let me have this,” he whispered close to your lips before closing in for a kiss.

You giggled while he did, only being silenced by Shinsou’s lips pressing against yours. His wet fingers trailed along your cheek and jaw, sending shivers across your skin and down your spine. He did not care how wet he was, or how much he was pressing against you while he maneuvered around you, still in his kiss until he pulled away, leaving you by the bathroom door.

You watched him walk away into the bedroom, leaving behind damp footprints on the wooden floors. The bubbling excitement only brewed in your stomach, filled with butterflies before you entered the bathroom.

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The Bae’st of All

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku

Character: Kyubae the bae’st bae of all aka Kyubei

Prompt: Seeing how Kyubei is named after an alias that the real Mitsuhide Akechi used (Juubei) the chances of fans getting a Kyubei route from Cybird are slim. However, it is simply impossible not to fall for this man. He is too good. So here have my attempt at writing a route.

The key of the previous chapter was (Romantic/Dramatic):

+4/+2

+4/+4

+2/+4

A/N: LAST CHAPTER BEFORE THE SPLIT??!!! 

Chapters:

1.1| 1.2 | 2.1 | 2.2 | 3.1 | 3.2 | 4.1 | 4.2 | 5.1 | 5.2 | 6.1 | 6.2 | 7.1 | 7.2 | 8.1 | 8.2 | 9.1 |9.2 | 10.1 | 10.2

Avatar Challenge 1 | 3.1 Gacha POV | 1st Letter | 5.2 Gacha | Avatar Challenge 2 | 2nd Letter | Avatar Challenge 3 | 3rd Letter | Avatar Challenge 4

I woke up under layers of still damp clothes, but a warm skin underneath me and gentle sunshine after heavy rain greeting me. Morning had come and it was the night after I had shed everything in front of Kyubei, both figuratively as literally.

(Okay, let’s not word that any more awkward, brain.)

Kyubei’s skin still felt a little flushed to me, but his heartbeat was steady and his sleep seemed peaceful, his breath calm and deep, indicating that he was still asleep.

(I can’t help it, but look at him!)

Trying to suppress an inner squeal I watch the sleeping foxling, his dark lashes, just slight trembling and curved, that sharp nose. His full lips that can curl up into a mischievous smile, now at rest, but there is a gentle curve in them and finally I can examine that cupid's bow up close.

(Not to mention those dark tresses of hair so smooth and silky and long and gosh I need to ask you how you maintain it!)

I hadn’t even gotten to admire his broad shoulders and chest yet when a low gurgling sound escapes him.

“Am I being mistaken for breakfast?”

His voice is teasing, the arm that had been wrapped around my waist pulling tighter as I flush, pounding lightly against his chest with my fists.

“Fiend!”

“You were awake!”

“Maybe I should!”

Kyubei merely laughs, his shoulders shaking as he catches my wrist to stop me from hitting him further.

“Mercy, my dear lady. You were just looking so intently, I didn’t have the heart to reveal myself awake, nor could I hold back on teasing you.”

(How can I ever deny this man anything?)

Huffing a pout I put my arms around his neck as I scoot closer to the man, suddenly feeling a little bolder as I face him headon.

“Will you stop the ‘my lady’?”

Dark blue eyes look into mine, a twinkle of mischief in them, the uncertainty and fear of the night before gone now as his arms rest on my back, the warmth radiating from his hands seeping into my skin as Kyubei pretends to contemplate it my request.

“Perhaps for a kiss?”

I’m sure that the smile that beams from me couldn’t grow any wider as I eagerly lean in, glad to know that he hasn’t changed his mind after last night. Happy to know that he is embracing his feelings for me without pushing me away.

But morning had risen and there was much to do now that we had escaped. Kyubei’s hands cup my face as he gently peels me away, expression stern once more as he sits up.

“I cannot give you riches, my dear.”

He starts his words solemnly, thumbs rubbing the last bit of sleep out of my eyes as he holds my face like the most fragile and precious item in the world.

“I cannot promise peace to you either. Or a place in the light. You will be scorned and detested, spat upon and looked down upon.”

His words are a warning, but the way Kyubei looks at me, the way his hands firmly keep me in his hold as he leans in. It is all I need to know.

“All I can promise you is myself, and even then barely all of it.”

(I know Kyubei, I know.)

Pressing his forehead against mine his eyes seek out mine once more, this time serious, this time a little worried, still a little unconfident. For all the capabilities and talents this man possessed Kyubei was still a man of the shades.

“But will you tide out this storm with me all the same?”

No false promises, no empty words, only himself and that’s all I need. Donning my broadest smile I nod firmly, my hands travelling up towards his hands as I speak:

“Yes. For you, a thousand times over!”

My words are met with confusion, but as Kyubei takes in their meaning his face blooms into another smile as he presses a kiss against my forehead, a content sigh escaping him.

“It is a wild course we’re following, but I hope you will put your faith in me.”

With everything shared we both dress, Kyubei explaining the situation to me in the meanwhile and what the next plan of action is.

“We will have to hide for a little while, lord Mitsuhide’s name still hasn’t been cleared. But with lord Kichou’s appearance out in the open we should see a conclusion to this all soon.”

Kyubei sounds calm when he goes through the whole story, how he has pretended to work together with Motonari on Mitsuhide’s orders. How the both of them went their own way in secret schemes and digging up more evidence. There was also a former daimyo mentioned, but by then the information was swirling in my head once more.

“Don’t worry, just remember the signal and we will be fine.”

Kyubei smoothes out my hair with a fond smile, fingers running through my hair that is still tangled up from the dive, but he doesn’t seem to mind any of it.

“And after that it is your turn to make my head spin.”

I feel myself flush at those words as Kyubei chuckles good-naturedly, his hair falling over his shoulder as he shakes his head. Before he retreats to look for a safe passage out of the cave back to the land.

(This damn mind!)

I curse my mind, but it is time to admit that I’m looking forward to what the future has to bring, even though the beginning will be chaotic. Even if this era is full of war. I have made my choice and my choice is …

(Kyubei, always Kyubei.)

[kurorinde]

The Moonrise Chronicles | No. 1 | Pie w/ Pals

Hi friend! Welcome to the first (official) installment of The Moonrise Files! Tonight, I wanted to talk about some goals that I made for myself, with the help of some friends. We were at a Starbucks for a meeting and about to leave for choir practice, so I really just thought of these goals on the spot. I decided to take a look back at what I said and actually work on them. I figured, if it was something I thought of instantly, it must be of some importance to myself!

Without further ado, here are my goals!

1. Have more money (and pay my debts) I just started a new job a few weeks ago, and although it's only part-time and not in my field of study, it's working out really well for my goals (more on this later). I had my first "real world" paycheck and pretty much used it to pay back my family and friends (for all the boba we got over the summer) and put the rest in savings. This past year, I developed a slight shopping problem, and as soon as I started working, I decided that I had to be more responsible with my finances. Especially since I wanted to go on solo/friend trips in the future.

I'll start by saving 50% from each paycheck, and 25% for my travel fund. I also recently listened to a podcast episode by two pals from middle school who travel together frequently. Two things they mentioned that they stopped spending unnecessary money on were food and clothes. I've been pretty good about bringing my own lunch everyday, and I'm *cough* getting better *cough* at buying only clothes I need and will use a lot. I think the only thing that may possibly get me in trouble is the amount I spend (you guessed it) on bobaaa. 

2. Clean my room I did a deep clean right after I graduated and even rearranged my furniture. I've just been feeling the bug to Konmari again, especially my clothes. Last time, I was keeping most things only because it was all I had. But I think now that I know my style better (I also want to start dressing better), and I'm able to get my own stuff, it feels like a good time to look at what I have, what I need, and what I don't need.

Also, since I started working, I haven't been in my room much. So yea, things are piling up. 

3. Ride my bike and get better at baking  I put these two together because they're both hobbies that I want to pursue. I was actually supposed to ride my bike this morning, but since I'm still adjusting to a new sleep schedule, I woke up later than I intended. I'm hoping my work schedule becomes a little more consistent so I can better plan a time to bike every week. The place where I work has a few paths, so I hope to use them while I'm here.

As for baking, the picture at the top is the first pie that I made! I used the Buzzfeed Tasty recipe for apple pie and it's been well received. (My next photo post will be the 2nd pie that I baked.) I've been requested to make some love letter pies for our next meeting. Maybe I'll even confess 🙃 (I probably won't). 

4. Pass the FE exam Going back to why my job is perfect: It's in a department that I have genuine interest in (I was considering taking some Parks & Rec classes), and the schedule allows me time to prepare for my licensing exam and plan how I want to move within the company. I studied Civil Engineering and had a love-hate relationship with it, but I've just been following what I think best suits me. Sure, I felt a little like an imposter at graduation and when everybody already had "fancy" jobs right after college, but I'm slowly learning to be okay with my own timeline. I’m hoping that after I get some basic training/certs for the P&R side, I can start applying for some of the entry-level engineering positions and use that in helping me study for the FE.

5. 10 subs This one was kinda a joke. Like I said in my intro post, I used to have a YouTube channel which gained some traction right around the time I was winding it down.

This goal is more of a reminder to post by my own rules. Whether it's YouTube, Instagram, or even here. It's my reminder that, while I can be whoever I want to be online, I want to stay genuine, and that I don't have to pretend in front of real friends. 

6. Finish the projects that I started in 2021  I will finish my photo series. I will break my geode. I will finally sort all of my files.

I had a tendency to want to start something, take one step, and not finish. I will finish these projects. It's possible. Everything that I said goodbye to is in the past. It's done. I think I just need to stay focused. But also, when something isn't working out anymore, I should allow myself to give it a proper goodbye.

I think my overall goals are to be a responsible adult and a good friend. Because I was so worried about finding a job almost immediately out of college, I didn't allow myself time to reflect or take care of myself. I went months walking in circles around my mind because I felt that I had to meet everybody else's expectations.

Hopefully I'm active on this account and making progress. I really love writing and journaling, and I hope I reflect that on this blog.

Thanks for being here!

Love, Bobi

P.S. Should I do a separate post just for the photoset? Ask box is open!

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The Wrath of God, Ch. 1: Roadtrip

by @finney13s

Rating: Mature Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: General, M/M Fandoms: Preacher (TV) Relationships: Proinsias Cassidy/Eccarius Characters: Proinsias Cassidy, Eccarius, Jesse Custer Additional Tags: Domestic fluff Author's notes: This story is still evolving. Rating, warnings, characters, relationships and tags are due to change as the story continues so check them before reading.

"The Wrath of God" is the 2nd part of "The Chronicles of Cassidy and Eccarius"

[Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [Chapter 3] [Chapter 4] [Chapter 5] [Chapter 6] [Chapter 7]

Summary: Even though Eccarius had solemnly swore that he wouldn't try to pursue Les Enfants or killing people (or other vampires for that matter) Cassidy wasn't still fully convinced. It wasn't guaranteed that Eccarius wouldn't get tempted to fall to his old ways. Cassidy had to come up with something to get Eccarius distracted of his temptations and concentrate on something else.

[A short clip below the cut as the whole chapter won't fit into one post here, read the full story on AO3]

Raindrops drummed the roof in the hot New Orleans night. Cassidy and Eccarius were laying in their extra large coffin after having sex, spent and sweaty listening to the rainfall. Cassidy was resting his head on Eccarius' chest and playing with Eccarius' black hair.

”Ay, what do you think if we took off for a while?” Cassidy asked. ”Where would we go?” Eccarius replied sleepily. ”New Orleans has everything we could ever need. Why would we want to leave anywhere? Not to mention it is a nuisance to travel like normal people when you could travel among the stars...” ”Why don't ya first listen to what I have to say and then make up yer mind!” Cassidy interrupted annoyed. Eccarius turned his gaze to Cassidy and his face softened. “I apologize, my love. Please, go on.” ”I was thinking that we could take a road trip. You know, you and me” Cassidy said and paused. Then he continued: ”And Jesse and Tulip.” Eccarius frowned. ” With Jesse and Tulip? I thought they both hated me for stealing you from them?” ”No they don't hate you for that. They never did. And besides, you didn't steal me from anyone” Cassidy said and got up to sit and turned to look at Eccarius. ”But they're... vary of you. You have killed a lot of people and you haven't been the most reliable person in the history of mankind, you know. They do have a good reason for not trusting you." Eccarius turned his head to look out the window and sighed. After a while he said: "I suppose I deserve that.” They stayed in silence for a moment, then Eccarius continued turning his head back to Cassidy: “Maybe they could change their mind if they spent some time with me? Got to know the new me?" ”That's more like it”, Cassidy said and smiled. ”We could leave tomorrow morning.” Eccarius' eyes grew wide. "Tomorrow morning? Are you mad?" he asked astonished. Then he narrowed his eyes and continued with a smirk: "You cheeky man. Tell me you haven't planned all this without consulting me first?” ”Erm... I kinda thought this would be a nice surprise, ay?” Cassidy said sheepishly. ”Oh well, I guess we don't have anything better to do” Eccarius sighed. “Come here, my love” he said and pulled Cassidy back into his arms. They laid there for a moment snuggling. Suddenly Eccarius froze. ”What am I going to wear? What are WE going to wear? We can't get any new clothes by tomorrow morning. I have to find something to wear for the trip!” he moaned and got up shuffling to his wardrobe naked and opened the massive doors fully open. Cassidy sat back up. “Well, at least the scenery is nice” he chuckled admiring Eccarius' buttocks. “Cassidy, this is serious” Eccarius shot back rummaging around his closet “I have an image to maintain. I can't just go out there, I need to plan these things!” Cassidy dropped himself back down and laughed: "You're insufferable!” “Well, you do like my sexy pirate look, don't you, hmm?” Eccarius replied and looked at his image in the mirror holding hangers with two coats in front of him and trying to decide which one he would choose.

Cassidy had fell asleep at some point and woke up to the smell of fresh coffee. Which was odd as Eccarius didn't usually make coffee. His go-to breakfast was a chalice of blood, first warmed to human body temperature in bain-marie. He was very specific about it so coffee made Cass curious. He got up, put on Eccarius' frilled black morning gown which was too short for him - but he didn't care as it smelled like Eccarius - and went downstairs.

Eccarius was sitting by the kitchen table dressed on point and making notes and taking sips from a steaming mug of coffee. ”Well, good morning sunshine” he said cheerily and toasted his coffee. ”I have packed our luggage and we are ready to go.” ”What the hell do you mean?” Cassidy muttered trying to wipe the remains of deep sleep from his eyes. ”We are fully equipped for all occasions and any weather” Eccarius said and got up. ”I just made final checks and we are ready to go.” ”Christ. Did you sleep at all last night?" Cassidy said and poured himself a large mug of coffee. "You know you get a tad hyper when you don't get yer full night sleep" he continued and turned to lean on the counter. Eccarius got up and spoke as he walked to the hall. ”I was up all night making sure you and I have outfits for all possible situations. We do have to reuse some costumes in some occasions but I'm willing to do that this time as we probably won't stay in the same location for long. Am I right?” Then from the hall he yelled: ”Besides, I am not hyper. I am, and I am using your own words here, a highly functioning maniac." ”Yes that's exactly what I'm worried about” Cassidy sighed to himself closing his eyes and took a sip of his coffee. Then he shook his head and thought as if to remind himself, once again, why he was there in the first place “I have chosen this man myself and he comes with flaws 'n frills 'n all. At this time of day it is mostly flaws, but I have chosen that myself, too.” Eccarius came back to the kitchen and stood at the doorway. "So when do the chariots arrive?" he asked excitedly. Cassidy took a good look at him and frowned. ”Hold on. Yer seriously wearing that for a road trip?” he asked when he saw Eccarius wearing his best golden embroidered silk suit. ”Yes, why should I not?” Eccarius asked baffled and looked at himself. ”It's kinda in the name of the thing, you know – road trip. You drive a car on a road. Yer going to sit in the hot backseat for a long time. Are ya sure you can manage it in that? Not getting too hot and bothered?” Cassidy winked and smirked. "Well, if I remember last night correctly you did state that you enjoy my scenery without any clothes." Eccarius smiled. "And I can take my top coat off if it makes you feel any better. But if I got to worry about you getting all excited over it I might then just have to keep it on" he smirked and shook his finger at Cassidy. ”Ay, come 'ere my pirate man” Cassidy said softly, put down his mug and spread his hands. Eccarius walked to Cass and they hugged tightly. "You know, I had never a proper wardrobe before. Now I have more than ten sets of every possible rag there is and I don't even know if I'll ever have the possibility to wear 'em all." Cassidy laughed. "Well, sir, I must show my love somehow and let the world know that you are all mine" Eccarius replied and kissed Cass.

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[anlian-aishang]

From the "100 sex questions" list: 1, 3, 8 and 16!

Hi, anon! Thank you so much for the asks! I hope you are having a wonderful day/afternoon/night wherever you are!

NSFW / TMI / graphic descriptions below the cut.

1. What was your first time having sex like?

I answered this one in-depth here, but I will also add a little tidbit. That same night, after he left to go home, I texted him before I went to sleep I think I love you. I fell asleep right after I sent that, but woke up to his response which came right after, I think I love you too. SOMFT.

3. Do you watch porn, and if so what kind?

I do not watch porn, but I read doujins 24/7. My favorites kinda vary with time, but I’ve been on a long eruri phase. There’s something about humanity’s strongest getting absolutely obliterated by a much larger man thank u sus for the contagious size kink that makes me go feral. 

Overall, I love anything that takes Levi’s cool and collected character but also shows him completely unraveling with sex. I have hundreds of doujins bookmarked, but here are some authors I like: 13A太 // Melomelow // Skull9 // Sable. Outside of them, I have a bunch of single works from various authors that make up my bookmarks. (Plz, by the way: If you need doujin recs, I would be happy to offer my extensive and useless knowledge.)

8. What was your first experience with masturbation like?

The first one I remember was in my 2nd year of college. I turned on my red string lights, put on a sexy robe, had my laptop and pornhub opened. I used a hairbrush with a rubber handle and just kinda rubbed that up and down my slit. The goal was to reach orgasm, but that didn’t happen, but that was okay! I had like... 3 to 5 hours of sexy fun time and getting to know my body - so it was definitely still a worthy first experience.

The first time I masturbated to orgasm was in the following year when I first got my vibrator. I sat at my desk (the stance was kinda like squatting on my chair), listened to character audio, and had some fav levi fan arts open on my desktop screen. I came remarkably faster than expected and that was when I learned that sex toys are kickass. (Perhaps TMI, but just to be more transparent, I either squirted or peed when I came that first time with masturbation, so it’s completely normal if some fluid comes out of you too! If your sex is not well-accustomed to stimulation, I think it’s normal to kinda lose control of your senses and muscles down there.)

16. What’s your most embarrassing sex story?

Hahahahahaaaaaaaa oh man... This sounds really cheesy, but when you’re with someone that loves you unconditionally, nothing feels that embarrassing. I suppose there have been a few verbal slip-ups. I once STARTED to say my ex’s name in the heat of the moment, but I turned the “qui” sound into qui - quick...ly! lmao. I am smooth af.

Oh, and there was one time that the bf’s dad came into the basement without knocking while the bf’s dick was LITERALLY inside of me. I sprinted to the bathroom without my clothes and stayed in there for like 10 minutes until he went back upstairs. (I’m also gonna take this moment to say that it’s uncool for parents to act like this when you have an s/o over and I would never do this to my kids if I ever have them. Cause now, I have an unrealistic fear of being caught and that’s notttttttttt funnnnnnnnnn.)

Ask me anything - NSFW.

[spideyswebhead]

Loose Screw (Arthur Morgan X OC)

I don’t know why since seeing The Devil All The Time trailer I’ve been thinking of Red Dead Redemption 2 again, maybe it’s because I saw someone mention that was Tom’s “YeeHaw” voice. But anyway, Arthur and Emmaline are on my mind again. So enjoy this one-shot with these two babies.

Also this is a first with writing this type of scene, so be gentle on me for it!

Summary: Emmaline tries to talk to Arthur about Dutch plans.

Word Count: 2,224 (This became longer than I intended)

Warnings: Murder -♡- means it started and when it’s over if you need to skip. And slight spoilers to chapter 3 and 4

(1st gif by @river-the-fox and 2nd is @whitewolfofwinterfell​)

Arthur burst through the door of Angelo Bronte bedroom most likely. Instantly raising his gun to kill the guard who had been hiding behind the bed, but fell to the ground with a bullet wound in their head before they could do anything to defend their boss. “John! In here!” Arthur calls for Marston.

Bronte raised up from the bathtub which turned out to be where the lizard was hiding, aiming his gun at the two men but found he had no ammo left. Cursing in Italian that Arthur didn’t understand - nor cared to understand - and in panic threw his gun. Hitting John square in the face.

“AH! Goddammit!” John yelps in pain from the impact, his hand flying to his face.

Arthur probably would’ve laughed at the scene of John being hit in the face with a gun, but he was focused on getting Bronte. Who pleaded with the two men as he stepped out of the bath with his hands raised.

“Okay, okay! I’m sorry, friend, I... no, name your price! Name your price, every man has a price, eh?”

John had recovered from the blow of Bronte’s gun and advanced to the man before clocking Bronte in the face, knocking him out cold. “Should we kill him?” John asks Arthur, staring at Angelo Bronte with disgust.

“Nah, let’s take him to Dutch.” Arthur told him as he shouldered his rifle.

“You carry him. I ain’t touching this piece of shit.”

Arthur nodded wordlessly, walking to the unconscious man, feeling his pocket and coming up with $155, he hummed appreciatively at the find and would put it in the camp funds box once they return to camp and pocketed the money before he picked up the lizard. “I think Dutch wants to have a little chat, Mr. Bronte.”

Arthur could hear the whistle of the law coming to answer to their invasion “Shit.” John mutters.

“C’mon, Morgan! We’re getting the hell out of here!” Bill exclaims.

-♡-

Dutch woke up Bronte who looked at all the men in the boat looking ready to kill him, but let their leader speak to him before they would do anything. “Hey, big guy. We gonna ransom you or what?” Dutch said to him.

“You’re pathetic.” Bronte says, sliding further up the boat, not looking threatened or scared in the least despite the Van der Linde gang kidnapping him easily.

“Oh. I am?” Dutch challenged. “Cause from where I’m sitting...” He sat up straighter so Bronte could get a good look at all the murderous men holding their guns firmly. “You’re the one deserving of pity, my friend. All your men, all your money, it weren’t no match for a bunch of bumpkins.”

“You are nothing.” Bronte hissed. “You do nothing, you mean nothing, you stand for nothing. Me? I run a city and when the law catch up to you, you will die of nothing. I am this country! you...you...you are what this country is running from!”

Dutch had a stoned look on his face as he spoke with such a calm tone it would’ve sent a normal man into begging for forgiveness. “I possess things you will never understand.”

“You don’t even possess your own men! A thousand dollars to the man who kills him and sets me free!” Bronte promises and looked at all the men who didn’t move a muscle at Bronte’s promise, years of loyalty to Dutch and faith in him over weighing Bronte’s broken promise.

“What are you going to say now?” Dutch says in a taunting tone as he leans forward to rest his elbows on his knees.

Bronte seemed loss of threats and broken promises to get him out of this situation like any other, his men dead at his house and law no where for them to find him. “They are even bigger fools than you. No doubt, the law will find you, already the dogs are on their way.”

“Oh yeah?” Dutch taunts, sitting up as he advances on their prisoner. “Oh, you’re right. You are so right” Dutch grips his shoulder and pushes him close to the edge of the boat. “They are good at smelling filth, huh? So filth has got to be disposed of!” He dunks the lizard into the filthy swamp.

Arthur and the others stand in the boat as Dutch forces Bronte’s head to stay under the water, a determined look on Dutch’s face, Bronte yelling as he tries to fight their leader’s strength to get some air in his screaming lungs. Arthur stood there in surprise on Dutch’s actions, never seeing hims react in such a way as he yells at the drowning man. This wasn’t the way Arthur was taught from Hosea and even Dutch. 

Revenge is a fools game.

“Your friends the Pinkertons gonna come and rescue you? You repulsive little maggot! You call them now, you call them!”

Dutch force Bronte to keep under until his thrashing body eventually settled and stopped moving. Dutch lets him go and stands up, seeing a alligator there waiting for one of the men to jump in to get their snack. Dutch without a beat kicks Bronte’s body into the lake.

“Jesus.” John breaths, the first to speak as the Alligator eats up Angelo Bronte. “What part of your philosophy books cover feeding a feller to a goddamn alligator, Dutch?”

“The part that covers weakness.”

“...I don’t know.”

“Well I do! It ain’t nice, I know it!” Dutch says as he steps off the boat onto the peer where Thomas had stopped the boat. “But it’s either us, or him! I figured it might as well be him.”

Dutch walks away to join the other men who go to get on their horses. Arthur and John step off together slowly and look at area where Bronte disappeared. A sick feeling in the pit of Arthur’s stomach.

Revenge is a fools game.

-♡-

Emmaline noticed Arthur didn’t return last night when all the men eventually did when Dutch finally got his revenge on Angelo Bronte, she didn’t know what happened but with the way Lenny and John acted it didn’t seem good.

“John, what happened?” Emmaline said as Lenny went to his tent, John coming up the porch of Shady Belle. John puffs out a sigh and plops into the chair that someone set on the porch at some point. Emmaline took the other to listen to John in case he would talk.

John took a second to double check Dutch wasn’t there so he wouldn’t interrupt and told the nurse of their camp of what happened with Angelo Bronte. Emmaline listened intently and didn’t say anything for a while as she processed the actions of Dutch Van der Linde tonight.

It wasn’t like they haven’t done brutal things in the past, murdering gang members, robbing banks, shooting up half a town in Rhodes before killing that old hag Braithwaite inbred sons before casting her manor on fire cause she kidnapped Jack and sold him to Angelo Bronte. The rage of the Van Der Linde Gang was vicious, but the way Dutch acted wasn’t the normal Dutch. He always talked about revenge being a fools game.

“It wasn’t right.” John said, scratching his chin. “Bronte is a bad man, but nobody deserves to be fed to a damn alligator.”

“No, you’re right.” she agreed. It was silent between her and John for a second before she spoke again. “Where’s Arthur? He should have returned by now.”

John just shrugged. “Don’t know, he might be taking care of something or laying low.” He tells her before patting her on the shoulder in a brotherly manner for getting up and heading into the house to probably get some sleep with his family. Emmaline stayed out to try and wait for Arthur, smoking a cigarette as she waited, but after she was done with it, putting it out with her boot, she returned inside the house.

She made her way up the stairs and went into the tiny room her and Arthur were given. She stripped down to her undergarments, stuffing her clothing in the trunk where their clothes were together, blowing out the candles before she snuggled into the rough cot. Slipping into a dreamless sleep.

Emmaline woke up when she heard rustling and she turned around from facing the wall to see Arthur finishing getting dressed, finishing up buttoning his black and red vest. Must’ve came to bed at some point in the night? She watched silently as he turned to the table where he had a map sprawled. His hat laying on the table next to the map. There was a streaming light of the sun rays into the tiny room from the early morning - Arthur always a morning person and up before Emmaline - the golden glow casting over her lover that somehow made him more handsome. She took a second to appreciate the view before she spoke. “Mornin’”

Arthur looks over to the woman once she spoke to him in a sleepy tone. “Mornin’” He returns.”Didn’t mean to wake you.”

“‘s okay.” She said, sitting up, holding the blanket against her as she sat up in the bed. Arthur had returned to looking at his map, his pencil in hand. “John told me what happened with Bronte.”

“Did he?”

“Yes. Arthur... Are you okay?”

“’m fine.”

Emmaline pursed her lips at that response, not believing him at all that he was ‘fine’ after seeing Dutch murder a man. “John seemed bothered by it and you didn’t return until late.”

He didn’t say anything.

“Arthur, can we please talk about this?”

“What is there to talk about? Bronte is dead.” Arthur says, keeping his gaze on that damn map. “Nothing there to discuss.”

“Just- can we please?” Emmaline tries again.

Arthur sighed as he shifted his feet, turning to his lover but avoiding her gaze as he seemed to stare into the corner of the tiny room instead of the half-dressed woman. He didn’t say anything. “Arthur, it wasn’t right for him to take his life like that and for that reason.” She bites her lip as she chooses her words carefully here. “Are you sure Dutch is right about this Tahiti thing?”

“What?” He spoke, now his blue eyes landing on her instantly from her words.

Emmaline had only been with the gang for two years and had listened to Dutch spoke about everything from keeping faith, the promise land of Tahiti where they could be free from everything, one more big robbery and they’ll be on their way to getting a boat to Tahiti and starting their life over. After listening to the same thing over and over and feeling like they were getting no closer to getting to this freedom he was speaking of, she was starting to question Dutch’s motives. But nobody dare question this grand plan of Dutch Van der Linde, but Emmaline was getting tired of this false promises and as she thought about Dutch’s plans of becoming farmers in Tahiti...it had a lot of loopholes and unrealistic dreams.

But also knowing her lover, who has had 20 years loyalty to Dutch, it was hard to talk about the flaws of Dutch and she had to choose her words carefully when talking about this.

“Killing Bronte just so we can rob this bank and than 2 months later become farmers in Tahiti? For 15-20 people to start a new life? It just...it seems unrealistic for this world now.” She said. “You always told us how revenge wasn’t a way to do things and it seems to me Dutch is believing that idea more.” Emmaline says, keeping her gaze on Arthur’s and not daring to look away. “Killing Bronte just seemed...reckless and could make this job bank job go really bad.”

“It’s just one more job and we’ll be out of here, Dutch knows what he’s doin’“

“Are you sure? Getting in the middle of a family feud, for what? Some rumor of gold?”

“It would’ve helped!”

“And what did it do? We’re always running cause of some plan Dutch had that backfires in our face, Arthur!” Emmaline argues. “Now he’s killed a man in cold blood and cause so much more trouble! I’m tired of running!”

“Dutch had to do what he needed for all of us to get us the money!” Arthur says, fuming at the thought that these past 20 years were for nothing.

“And this is the way to do it? Get the money to go to Tahiti that he doesn’t even know about! You heard him, he heard some one talk about it once and that’s it!”

“I’m not going to talk about this.” Arthur huffs, grabbing his hat and placing it on his head harshly and moving to leave the room.

“Arthur!” Emmaline calls for him. “You can’t just walk away!” She gets up, wrapping the blanket around her to conceal how undressed she is. Arthur ignored her as he went down those stairs. She glared at his hat, he was impossible to talk to about any of this. She heard a door shut and turned to see Dutch looking at her and narrowed his eyes.

They stare at each other for a second before Emmaline goes back into her room, shutting the door behind her.

[amenomiko]

For the smut, could I request MC and Nobunaga trying to make another child after their son asks for a sibling? Quiz answers: 1 a 2 b 3 b

Mom, I Want A New Sibling

Pairing : IkeSen Nobunaga x MC

Rated : M (Smut)

Type : One Shot

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"I want a new sibling, mother."

MC and Nobunaga blink at the same time. Except Nobunaga's surprised look were changed into a smirk when his wife exchange a glance with him.

Their first son come into their room, wanted to discuss about something and when they thought it was something serious....

It's about requesting for a new sibling.

"I want it to be a baby sister."

And it was demanding. Specific too.

"It's about time for me to have my own little princess for me to spend time with since.." A frustrated sigh left him when he look at his father. "Because certain someone want my mother all to himself. Besides, I have too many brothers already. Therefore, all of us has discussed and we want a baby sister."

"Hoooh. That is a very accurate and the best reason it is." He winced a bit as his wife jabbed him on his waist. "...Is it impossible, mother?"

"Well-"

It's not that they didn't do it. They do. Obviously. They always wanted a little princess themselves, but whenever they want to do it or ALMOST reaching for its peak..

3 months ago

"Mmmh Anata..! Yes, yes..! Cum inside me..!"

"Heh, you will get pregnant you know?"

"Nnnh who says that he wanted a baby princess?"

He chuckled as he buried his head into her neck, grunting. "Mmf- I'm almost-""Ah, ah..! Anata--"

"ANNOUNCING THE ARRIVAL OF UESUGI CLAN!"

Both of them froze to the sound of the castle guard. "..Ah, you have a council with him right?"

"....Damn it."

2 months before

"Anata..! Unnh that feels good..! It's been a while since you cum inside me..!"

"Blame the constant war council..! Now it is over..!" He groaned, spreading her legs further. "..I'm going to bury it deep inside you..! Be prepared for it..!"

"Nnh yes, yes,..! Anata..!"

A sound of crying boy echoed the hallways. It's one of their boys. "Oh no..! He must have another nightmare again.""Wait, just a little bit more..!""But-"

The cry goes louder and Nobunaga's head were pushed aside. "Oof! MC..!"

2 weeks before

She moaned as he grope her breast from behind before snaking his hand into the insides of her yukata. "There's no war council today and the boys are playing outside."

She hummed to his sneaky smile, sharing a smooch of one and two, while her hand rub against his rising bulge. "..I heard that Hideyoshi going to bring them to town and might explore the other parts for their lessons today." She purred. "Perfect timing too, I think I am.." She giggled when they nuzzle their nose together. "..What is it?" He grinned, knowing what she's going to say but still wait for her to say it for the thrills. At that same moment he starts to slide in between of her knees, earning a lustful moan from her. "..able.. To get pregnant if we do it now- mmmnn~"

They kissed and kissed, dancing their tongue in the heat of it. "Mmmhh ahh.. Anata.." She hastily pull his obi to undress him. "Oh? Aren't you eager?" He chuckled as he did the same on hers. "We.." She lick his lips, her hands take his fudoshi away and rub him up and down "..don't have time for foreplay, just- unn- enter me quickly." She gasped into the kiss, her other hand rubbing on her wet clit to lube its entrance. "The kids will come home so-"

"Mama."

BAM!!!

Both of them pull away from each other roughly, hitting themselves onto the nearby shelves and table respectively from the strong impact.

Their 3rd son slide the door open, only to find his parents were hissing from their painful head.

1 week before

"Anata.. Kiss me?"

*chu*

"I love you, fireball."

"Hmm I love you mor-- aaaaahhh!!"

She whined when Nobunaga brush his hand on the back of her head. "Ow- ow-..!""I-I'm sorry." Looks like the previous effect of 2 weeks ago is still there. "It's okay, I should've told you. Mm?" She smiled, pointing to her lips. "I want to kiss~~" Then when she push him gently, it was his turn to hiss into the pain.

His head is still injured too.

Last night..

He kissed her deeply. Before she could take a short breath, he inserted his tongue to dance with hers. "Nnn.! Anata..! Listen to me..! Mmf- ah..!" He shreds her upper yukata, groping one of her breast as his other hand undo his own obi to pull out his throbbing length. "Anata..! Wai- AAAAHHH!!" He had shoved it into her, groaning to the tightness around his dick. He licked his lips, spread her legs apart for a better view to their sex. "We don't have time anymore- nnnh-"

"Nobunaga-sama, I have a report--"

Both: WHAT NOW???

---

A long sigh left her and it took Nobunaga's attention clearly. "You really wanted a princess huh?" She pouts at her husband, "Well.. don't you?"

"Of course. It will be nice to see a smaller version of you running around in the castle. She will be the most beautiful angel and anyone who wanted her hand for marriage.. Hmh." He grinned. "As if it will be that easy."

'He already think THAT far.' She shakes her head, laughing to her cup. "It will be nice if we could take a short vacation. Just the two of us." He blink at her. "Well," She shrugged. "Wormhole will come for another month.. If it is still there. It would be nice if both of us go to the future without any disturba- why are you grinning like that you are scarying me, Anata."

"As expected of my Lucky Charm. That can be arranged." He chuckled. "How does the future Kyoto looks like?"

He even choose the location himself. Okay, this is easy.

"Fuck..!"

SPLURT!

That was the 3rd time he came inside of her.

"Aaahh.. Anata... more..!" She grind her hips to meet his, eyes is full of ecstacy from the sex. "Nnnh it's not enough..!""MC..!""Ah..!"

She glances at their scattered clothes on the floor, purring to the sound of skin slapping in the room, and back to her husband. "We haven't unpack yet and here you are, moving in and out of me.. Didn't you know that your unh.. th-throbbing dick was so visible under your yukata as we arrived here?" She licked his lips, "..Pervert..".

It was quite hard to give orders in such a short notice. Nobunaga ordered Hideyoshi and the other warlords to take over his castle for 3 months, as well as to take care of their 3 sons when they are away.

He ignored all of Hideyoshi's banters and naggings throughout the process of packing things, sending letters to Sasuke to search for the possible location of wormholes and when they got it they immediately arrange for everything, especially informing their 3 sons about it.

2 of them buys the excuse of "We need to explore and study new village for 3 months together." Except their genius 2nd child. MC forced smile give away everything but thankfully a part of him is like Nobunaga where he convinced the other brothers with "Mom and Dad might bring a huge "Gift" for us. So if we are patient and be good in these 3 months, we will get the present of our dreams." He shrugged.

His mom is blushing, while his father smiled at him with full of pride. "I will make sure it will be possible."

Hideyoshi didn't get it at first but when he does, he is a blushing mess himself. "T-then I wish for a safe journey." He couldn't look at the pair of spouse in the eye.

The moment they have arrived at the future and to the hotel... MC bites her lips to his growing bulge during the check-in process; she feels butterflies in between of her legs from the heat that he radiates from his body when he brush his body against her. Right after the door of their room closed shut, both of them kissed deeply, tugging on each other's hair and undressed each other's clothes--some of it were shredded, especially her underwear.

They have been doing the 4th round now--looks like their sex drive has been growing so much til it could burst. "Mmmmf..! Mmmmnn!!! Nnnn-" Nobunaga pushed her head further and further, and she suck his dick to the base of it. "Nnnh-" He growled as he face fuck her, it's been a while they do this kind of intimacy and it drives them crazy. She dig her nails onto his hips, swallowing all of his cum.

"Mmmf- ah!!"

He pulled out, watching her trying to lick the remaining cum when it spread all over her face. "That's a lot.. Nobunaga.." Some of it fell onto her palm, and he can see her eyes smile to the thickness of his semen. "I can see our daily activities nothing but baby making, hmm?" She lift her chin to her husband, both of their eyes dilated, showing the lust that they have.

"Spread your legs. Let me see it flow out." He grunted.

She positioned her body on the bed, spreading her legs apart to show her pushing the cum out of her clit. "Nobunaga.." She inserted two of her fingers inside, whining to the way he stroke his dick that had gotten hard again. "Come.. Make me pregnant." She pulled out her finger, opening the mouth of her clit. "See? It's throbbing. It wants to kiss your dick."

A low groan is in his throat as he align the head of his dick to her entrance. "With pleasure, fireball..! Nnnhh!!"

She throw her head back, screaming to his instant frantic thrusts. She hissed as he reached her spot, locking her legs all around his waist to shove it deeper inside her. "Oh god..!! I love your dick, Nobunaga..mmmff!!" Both of them kissed and kissed, sharing each other's love until midnight.

The best part of the after sex is when he enters her again when she was sleeping, cumming inside her more until she woke up. When she did, they continued their sex until the morning. It was a pure bliss, and it's almost everyday they did it.

Few months has passed ever since their short yet sweet vacation. Their sons is more than happy as they were blessed (gifted) with

A pair of twin baby sisters.

[kouei116]

Diabolik lovers Lunatic Parade: Kanato Sakamaki

Earl Walter stole Yui's heart and replaced it with Kleinod. Yui and Kanato went to the earl's castle to ask for it back, but he wasn't there. They were advised to try find the butler to ask where his master was. Kanato wanted to get some rest first so they headed to a hotel. Due to the parade, the hotel was fully booked, Kanato demanded to see the manager - who recognized Kanato was Karlheinz's son and ordered staff to prepare the best room for him. While they filled in the accommodation card, the receptionist asked if Y was his friend, and Kanato replied: “She is my wife" (♡´艸`)

K: Hey Y, do you hate becoming a vampire that much?

Kanato told Y if Kleinod broke, it'd still be fine because he'd turn her into a vampire and they could be together forever. Y couldn't make a decision abt becoming vampires yet, Kanato got upset that she didn't understand his feelings and ran out of the hotel room. Y ran around town shouting his name looking for him. Seeing her desperately trying to find him, eventually Kanato came out in front of her. She must be tired from all the running so he suggested going to eat. While eating, Y suddenly fainted. Kanato brought her back to the hotel, he apologized it was his fault causing Y to run around earlier, he was very worried that if she remained human and someday she will die, he'd really hate it, he wanted her to stay with him forever. Y told him again that she wanted to find her heart first before making a decision. Kanato respected her decision and agreed to help get her heart back. 

K: If you don't use cunning/dishonest means, you won't get the things you truly want.

They went to Reine de Aji general good store (Aji the lady owner here is the younger sister of Saba - the shop owner in Vandead Carnival game) to ask abt the butler. Aji asked them to get her the forbidden apple pie before answering. This forbidden apple pie was extremely popular and too many people queuing to buy, Y said this couldn't be helped and was drinking smoothie talking to Kanato in this CG. He wanted to use his dad’s power to get the pie but Y wanted to find other ways. 

A boy bumped into Y, spilling smoothie all over her clothes. Kanato was angry demanding the boy to apologize to Yui properly and the boy started crying. Y told the boy she didn't mind, it's alright. The boy apologized to both of them and ran away, then came back with his Dad - who was the forbidden apple pie shop owner. The Dad said Y forgave his son with a smile, she was a kind vampire (Y noticed that he mistook her as a vampire) so he wanted to gift Y a forbidden apple pie. Kanato accepted it but Y wanted to return the pie bc she didn't treat the boy kindly to receive rewards. Kanato got mad (bc he wanted the pie to exchange for the butler's info) and ran off. Y tried to follow him, she bumped into the boy and he said his Dad was testing Y, it was actually a poisoned apple pie; if Y was a genuinely kind person, she'd return the pie.

Kanato arrived at the shop, giving the pie to Aji, but now she said she didn't remember any promises with Kanato?! She was happily having the first bite when Y rushed in and warned her abt the poison. Aji was skeptical but Yui's face didn't look like lying. Aji thanked Y, said from the start she didn't plan to tell Kanato the butler's whereabouts, but for Y, she'd help. The butler liked medicine herbs so when the Earl was away, very likely the butler would be at the Smaragd volcano to gather them.

Kanato told Y he found it strange why the Earl still put the Kleinod inside her after stealing her heart, and he felt like everybody they met in town today were testing them. He worried abt Y's health and suggested returning to the hotel to rest. Y slept and had a dream abt a mysterious man telling her: he granted her wish, since he took the heart away, she didn't get into any troubles with the vampires; the Kleinod can work forever, the Sakamaki lied to her abt it being temporary because they want to suck her special blood. Y woke up to a worried Kanato but she lied that she didn't remember this nightmare well enough to tell him. She trusted Kanato but she got anxious if he would still love her without the special heart. 

Y and Kanato went on a gondola to get to Tirkiss waterfall near the volcano. The scenery was very pretty, Kanato said in town they couldn't enjoy the parade so they should take a break now, they know the butler is here, no need to worry. A fortune-teller lady invited them to try her shop that was famous for accurate love fortune. She gave Y a cup of tea to drink up then looked at the remaining tea leaves to predict that Y was having doubts abt Kanato. Y denied this but suddenly her body felt hot, her consciousness started fading and she fell into the water. Kanato jumped straight into the water to save her but the water was strong, she realized if going on like this, he’d drown...

K: ... Quiet! Only I can decide your fate. Don't die without my permission, I won't forgive you!

Y got drifted away and couldn't see Kanato anymore. She woke up in a cave with Kanato collapsed nearby. She was very happy he was still alive. She apolozied and told him the truth abt the dream. He said he only knew those kleinod to work temporarily, and:

K: Besides ... Even if the heart disappears, I will always love you. It's more important to me that you are alive than being able to suck your blood. I thought even if I don't say it in words, you already understood ... but seems like I was wrong. I ... love you *kiss*

Suddenly lots of bats appeared <Minigame Whack a Bat>

K (patting her head): It's a reward for your working hard (fighting the bats in the minigame). I’m praising you. 

After beating the bats, it wasn't likely that the butler was here so they should return to the hotel. Y sneezed, Kanato asked if she was cold, checked her forehead and sensed a bit fever, told her to give him her hand bc it'd be troublesome if Y collapsed (aweee) Y saw somebody collapsed and ran over to check even when Kanato didn't want them to get involved. This man woke up and explained he was picking up a rare moss growing inside a cave that has poisonous gas even to vampire. He bowed his head to thanks Y and Kanato for saving him. They noticed he had a red granite stone on his forehead and they realized he was the butler! Y explained her situation, the butler could only give them the card written by the Earl hinting the location: On the full moon night, when it raises the crown at the very high peak, I'll return. (sorwy, I don't understand what this means TwT)

Y thought the Earl could be either at the tower or the mountain. Unexpectedly she overheard the girls nearby talking about the Zatan's mouth at Diamante fountain: if you put your hand inside the mouth, it will tell you the truth, but no one have tried yet because it's said that a disaster may occur to you e.g. splitting up with your lover. Kanato was very cool put his hand right in and got the answer: The Earl will appear at Onyx tower. Y asked if he wasn't scared of losing her, but he said: “If that happens, I will take you back. It's not likely that you belong to anyone else but me...”

They came to the tower and Earl Walter was there. He said he’d return Y's heart with a condition that she vowed to part from Kanato forever. She replied that he was wrong, he didn't take her most important thing. There's no way she'd exchange the 2nd most important thing (her heart) for the most important thing (Kanato). Kanato was very happy to hear her feelings. Suddenly the tower started to crumble and they got thrown outside, Kanato managed to catch her and said: 

K: Y! Don't leave my side. Hold on more tightly. Please don't let go no matter what. I will definitely protect you, now and ...in the future. You can stop worrying, it'll definitely be alright. I love you... I love you.

When Y woke up, she and Kanato were in the Earl's castle. He said he did want her heart but he realized that Y and Kanato were worthy of keeping such a treasure hence he returned it. Kanato demanded him to show his face but he refused. He hoped they would enjoy the festival and he needed to leave for his next target to steal.

Y had fun at the parade because Kanato was at her side. The forbidden apple pie shop owner gave them an apple pie (not poisoned one this time yay) and Kanato fed Y from his fork

Y: ... It’s extremely delicious! Just like you said Kanato!

K: That's good. You can eat the rest.

Y: Eh, is it ok for you Kanato? Does it not suit your taste?

K: No, it's not that. Because, as expected, I like this better *kiss*... Fufu, thanks to you eating the apple pie, this feels sweeter than usual *Nnn....n...Nnn.....*. You're a special. Y, to me you're probably the forbidden fruit. I love you ... From now on, you're mine and mine alone, forever ....

Care for Vampire:

K: ... Thank you. Thanks to you, Y, I've felt much better. Let's sleep together like this. If you sleep with me, I will get well. (...) From today, you will be my personal pillow. ... Are you happy? ... Fufu, me too. Please let me hug you like this forever...

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I really like Kanato's sub scenario with Carla. Kanato requested room service to hold a sweet party just for the two of them in the hotel's guest room aaaand Carla was eating their sweets there. Kanato was getting grumpy but Carla complimented Kanato's taste in choosing sweets - esp the religieuses that have high artistic value and sweeter than anything he has eaten, he’d ask Shin to get it for him - making Kanato smile again. Then Carla, Kanato, and Yui ate religieuses happily ever after hahaha. Just like my sis-in-law said, it's nice to see my old man and little boy getting along (���´∀`) The route is sweet, Kanato always worried abt Y’s health, he jumped straight into the water to save her, I squeaked for 15′ when he said Y is his wife haaa（˶′◡‵˶）It's just... I guess bc Yui's heart was missing, there wasn't any sucking blood scenes, only a few kissing scenes at the end, my ears starved playing this oughhh ;u;

[whatareyousearchingfordean]

Shelter

Summary: The reader finds herself separated from Dean on a hunt. Could one miss step cost her her life, or is it simply a new beginning?

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2.3k+

Warnings: Smut, Unprotected Sex (wrap it before you tap it), Near death experience, 

Author’s Note: 1st, I suck at summaries, hence why I almost never use them. 2nd, this has been a WIP that I’ve been staring at for months, and I needed to just post it so I stop thinking about everything that I hate (you are your own worst critic, bleh). This is also here to hold you all on while I try and finish my first series (YAY!)

My Masterlist

It was cold. Damn was it cold out. You sighed, your warm breath spiraling out into winter night sky.

“Damn it.” You hissed as you scanned the area around you. The trees towered over you, casting menacing shadows, only allowing small beams of light here and there. You were on a hunt in a small town just north of Baltimore. Dean had insisted on going with you, ignoring your many protests. He was too damn protective. You'd be damned if you hadn't been on a hundred hunts without him and come out the other end just fine.

But now here you were, alone and cold as hell in the middle of the forest. You guys had tracked the werewolf to a secluded cabin. She was vacationing there with her fiancé. However, by the time you arrived it was too late for him. His body lay heaped in a massive pile of blood on the kitchen floor; no heart. Dean was fuming, angry with himself no doubt that another person was dead when you heard her howl outside. Dean sprinted out the front door, faster than anything you had seen before. You tried to follow but you just couldn't keep up, and now you were lost.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, bouncing off the trees around you.

“DEAN!” You screamed as you ran towards the shot. Blinded and heart pounding you had no way of knowing which way you were going. It was dark but all you knew was you had to find Dean.

“Dean!”

“Y/N!” His low voice came out from your left. You changed your direction, your feet falling carelessly in front of you when you slipped, ass hitting the ground hard. The snow hit every exposed part or your body as you tumbled down hill, picking up momentum until sliding headfirst into a pond. The ice cold water hit your skin like a thousand knives. Up, down you weren't sure which was which, all you knew was the feeling was leaving your extremities. Kicking your feet you let air out of you mouth, feeling the bubbles crawl up your face you followed them to the surface. As your head broke water, you heard him.

“Oh god, Y/N!” Dean came sliding towards the banks of the pond. He reached out for you, his feet slipping slightly into the water and helps to pull you onto dry land.

“Dean, the werewolf.” You coughed between breaths. Your teeth chattering so loud they could hear it in New York.

“She's dead Y/N, it's over.” He assured you. “Come on let's get somewhere warm.” He helped you to your feet.

“What about you? Are you okay?” Your words came out in between shivers. It was dark but you could see the bruises forming on his left cheek, and the small trickle of blood coming from his forehead.

“I'm good,” Dean repeated his assurances. “Come on let's get you into that cabin.”

By the time you reached the cabin, your body was more than shivering, you were convulsing. The reactions you body was experiencing almost painful.

“Fuck!” You growled and shook yourself out, attempting to gain some control over yourself. Dean was also trying to warm you up, rubbing his hands up and down your shoulders. But it was futile. He ran inside with you tailing him and started a fire.

You sighed, looking around the small cabin. And when you said small, you meant it. It was one room, not even a bathroom. There was an outhouse just behind the cabin. You walked over the the bed, teeth still chattering and began pulling off your clothes. It was difficult, the soaked cloth clinging to your skin. Your jeans were the hardest to get off but when you did you tossed them with a loud plop on the wood flooring.

“Y/N, come by the fi-” Dean's words trailed off as he turned towards your bare figure. He was quick to turn back around, averting his eyes back to the fire. You chuckled lightly to yourself.

“Um I think, uh.” He stammered.

“What? The only way I can really warm up is to get out of my soaking wet clothes.” You mused, despite the aching in your limbs. The words were broken on your tongue with each convulsion, and you weren’t sure if he even understood a word you said. You fumbled with the blanket on the bed, your fingers so numb you couldn't grab anything.

“Um, Dean a little help?” You blushed and gestured to the blanket when he turned around. His Adam's apple noticeably dipped as he swallowed hard and worked to keep his focus on the bed. Gracefully in one quick motion, he swept the blanket off of the bed and around your shoulders. Dean guided you back and set you down next to him at the base of the fireplace.

“Th-thank you.” You murmured as Dean continued to rub your shoulders to help your body warm up. You leaned into him, his body seeming to radiate more warmth than the fire.

“It's no problem.” He smiled down at you. Your faces were close together, the scent of Dean’s aftershave assaulting your senses.

You tried to focus on him, or the fire, or even the intricate pattern on the blanket, but it was no use. All that you could focus on was bite of numbness in your fingers and toes, or how the intense shake of your jaw nearly caused you to bite your tongue.

“Jesus, sweetheart.” Dean was still rubbing your shoulders, keeping you as close as possible. “Here.” He moved away then and stood. You watched as he reached over his head to tug his shirt off. Dean moved to his undo his buckle as he toed off his shoes. It was your turn to swallow thickly as he discarded his jeans, leaving just his briefs that left little to the imagination.

You had met the Winchesters almost ten years ago. Traveling in and out of their lives ever since. Occasionally you would stay with the brothers at the bunker, and even hunted with them. They were the closest thing you had to family, but you would have to blind, or a lesbian, to not be attracted to both of them. Dean though, Dean had a special hold on you. The man may be the most dangerous hunter you have met, but he also had this insane soft side to him. He knew how you took your coffee in the morning, and that you preferred a cup of tea when doing research compared to his whiskey. He knew your favorite song, and how after a post hunt drink, your tipsy ass loved nothing more than a pint of Ice cream, mint chocolate chip. The tug on you heart was subtle, but you knew what it meant.

“What a-are you doing?”

“Survival 101.” He grinned and moved back to your side. Dean nudged open the blanket you had wrapped around yourself, keeping his eyes at a courteous level as he wrapped it around the pair of you, bringing you into his side. If you thought he was warm before, you were wrong. The heat radiating off of him was almost painful to the touch under your numb fingers, but it immediately seeped into you, and you could feel your body starting to relax.

“Shit, t-thank you.” You eyes were drifting slightly as exhaustion set in. Dean dropped you backwards and you curled into him.

“Just sleep.” He murmured and you obliged, succumbing to sleep.

When you came to, the sun was barely coming up over the horizon, casting a beautiful blue and purple hue across the sky. Dean was snoring softly next to you, his chest rising and falling under your hand. An ache ran across your hips as you shifted, sleeping on the floor was not ideal. A sharp snort came from Dean’s mouth as your movement woke him.

“I’m sorry, go back to sleep.” You whispered as you sat up and draped and arm to cover your chest.

“Wait, let me look at you.” Dean’s voice was raspy with sleep as he sat up. Your heartbeat pounded in your ears at his words, but he simply took your hands in his own, turning them over as he inspected them. He looked over your toes and then took your chin in his hand, turning your head to inspect each side. His gaze was intense, and your could feel yours skin heat as blood flooded under the surface.

“What are you doing?”

“Making sure you didn’t get frostbite. Everything looks good though. Are you good?”

“Yes, all warm. Thank you.” You blushed furiously again. Dean had obviously noticed, his brow quirking.

“No need.” Dean’s tongue poked out and he drew it back, taking his lower lip in under his teeth.

“But really Dean, thank you. It was a really vulnerable moment for me. I was such a klutz.”

“Y/N, you slipped in snow. It’s pretty easy to do.” He assured you.

“Dean, just let me thank you.” You huffed and he only grinned wider. He leaned back, giving you your opening.

“Thank you.” You drew out the word as you leaned over him, planting your lips firmly on his. Dean surely did expect that and he hesitated for half a second before responding in earnest. His left hand landed on your waist as he opened up to you, your tongues moving together effortlessly. Dean pulled away, both of you now breathing heavily.

“That’s one hell of a thank you.” He laughed, his smile all toothy. You hummed before responding.

“Mm I’m not done.” You pushed him all the way onto his back and threw a leg over his hips before kissing him again. Again his hands found your hips, his fingers digging gently into the soft flesh there. You rutted your bare core against Dean who gasped into your mouth, and you could feel his cock hardening between you.

“Fuck sweetheart. Are you sure?” He mumbled against your lips.

“Yeah, yes, definitely.” Dean giggled as you nodded over enthusiastically. You pecked the corner of his mouth, dragging your lips across his jaw and up to his ear to nibble the lobe lightly. He shifted under you, evidence that your ministrations were working. You continued to move down, trailing your tongue down his chest and nipped your teeth into the flesh at his hip. Dean propped himself up on his elbows to watch you and you returned his gaze with a wink.

Dean lifted his hips as you slipped your fingers into the waistband of his briefs, allowing you to pull them off of him. He continued to watch you as you took his erection in your hand, stroking him up and down as he grew harder. Saliva flooded your mouth as you took him in, all ready for you and thick in your palm. A thumb brushed over the precum leaking from the tip as your tongue licked heavily up the underside of his cock before following your thumb around his head. Dean moaned lowly, his head tipping back as you took him fully in your mouth, sucking him off, your hand moving where your mouth couldn’t reach.

Obscene noises were escaping Dean’s mouth only spurring your actions. Hearing everything he was giving you only spurred you on, wetness pooling between your legs. Dean nudged your shoulder and you pulled your mouth off of him with a wet pop. Your hand continued to stroke his erection as you glanced at him.

“Sweetheart come here.” He pulled you back to him, his hands cradling your face as he kissed you deeply. A smile spread across your lips as he flipped you onto your back and you giggled. Dean set himself between your open legs, his mouth sucking into your neck as his fingers slipped through your folds. He deftly worked them back and forth, his thumb rubbing circles around your clit as he slipped two fingers into your opening. As the heat built in your belly, your legs were fighting to close around Dean. Dean pumped his fingers in and out of you, scissoring them and stretching your walls.

“Dean,” the moan escaped you and you gripped the arm Dean was using to keep himself hovering over you.

“You are so fucking beautiful.” Dean breathed his praise in your ear, only tightening the coil inside you further. You whimpered at the loss of Dean’s fingers as he sat back on his heels. He pumped his cock, your slickness on his fingers making it move smoothly. You watched him intently as he positioned himself at your entrance and pushed in slowly. Dean’s hands moved to your hips as he pulled back out slowly, his cock head dragging along your walls. He set a slow rhythm, torturing you with a slow burn.

“Please Dean, fuck me please?” The words were whinier than you intended, but at this point you didn’t care. All you wanted was for Dean to fuck you until you saw stars, but he was intent on drawing it out.

“Anything for you baby.” He said, that shit eating grin returning to his face. He grabbed both of your ankles and positioned your legs on his shoulders allowing him to lift your hips from the floor as he began fucking you hard and deeper.

Everything about you was sensitive, and your waist was burning where Dean’s finger tips dug into your skin. You and Dean’s moans and heavy breaths filled the quiet morning air of the cabin.

“Fuck,”

“I know me too,” you assured Dean you were right there with him. His pace was faltering quickly before he came hard, filling you in the best way and triggering your own climax. You fell with him as he let some of his weight relax on top of you. The pair of you stayed there for a moment, letting your breaths even out. When Dean sat back on his heels, he let his thumb wipe across your forehead, ridding it of the beads of sweat that had pooled there.

“We should have done that last night.”