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City Pigeons Bleed Green, Part 26
masterpost this is a first draft, please no editing or concrit <3
“Hey, chum, you’re up early,” Bruce said, his own voice still rough with more exhaustion than sleep. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to the mess of black hair as he passed the kitchen table. “Didn’t sleep great?”
Danny blinked up at Bruce. His startled eyes glowed faintly green eyes in the dim, more night than morning light of the kitchen. He clutched his coffee mug like a lifeline.
Bruce pulled his hand away from Danny’s hair and took a small step back. He kept his arms carefully relaxed at his side, palms forward. “I’m sorry Danny, was that too much touch? It’s fine if you feel it was. I was acting on habit, like I would with my other kids.”
“No, um, it was nice. I just didn’t think that you would… we were…,” Danny wiped at his eyes with his sweater sleeve in a jerky, frustrated motion. “Sorry. Just was a rough night, and I guess I’m feeling a little overwhelmed.”
“That’s more than understandable.”
It was only the second day after Danny had told them everything. The kids had spent that first night building an impressive pillow fort and watching movies all night. The day after was basically a game of distracting Danny. It wasn’t a surprise that it was all hitting Danny now.
“Do you need any more coffee?” Bruce offered.
Danny offered up his cup silently and Bruce too it over to the kraft. Coffee with creamer for Danny while Bruce added a splash of creamer and sugar to his own. He took the seat next to Danny when he got back to the table, careful not to step on Ursa, who was sleeping under the chairs, snuggled against Danny’s blue bear.
“Danny, you’re my kid, chum.”
Danny looked down at his coffee. “I’m your clone.”
“You’re a child,” Bruce said gently. “Specifically you’re a child with my genetic make-up. You just have more of it than normal. That doesn’t make you any less my kid. I… can be bad at words. I am, often, especially when it matters most. I say a lot more through actions and touch. I am trying to be better. Danny, you are my kid. This is your home whenever you need it to be, and I love you as much as any of my children. You don’t have to earn or wait for it. Okay?”
“Okay,” Danny said with a sniffle as he scrubbed at his eyes again. “Can I—is it okay to ask for a hug?”
Bruce held open is arms and Danny flung himself into them. Bruce pressed another kiss to Danny’s hair. “More than.”
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After breakfast, showering, and more coffee and tea than was probably healthy for one family to consume, those that were still in the house settled outside on the patio. They watched Dick and Danny frolic about with the dogs in the yard; Damian was watching from the sidelines.
“Damian is going to be tackled by a dog soon,” Tim commented, almost absently, as he glanced up from his tablet.
“Yeah, he totally is,” Duke agreed. He was stretched out in his chair, feet up on an ottoman, and half looking like he was ready to fall back asleep.
Bruce smiled slightly. “I’m sure that he’ll manage to survive the attack.”
“After screaming about it,” Jason added.
Bruce nodded in agreement. There probably would be screaming; it would wake Duke up. At least it would be a lively mid-morning. It’s a shame that Danny was still healing, or they could go swimming later. Well, the pool would still be there another day. They had time.
“So,” Tim said. He glanced up from his tablet again to catch Bruce’s attention. “What are your plans about Danny?”
Jason snorted. “So clinical, Timbit.”
Tim flicked Jason off.
Bruce sighed, “Boys.”
“Bruce,” the two of them chirped together, utterly unrepentant.
Bruce valiantly resisted the urge to sigh again. “I’ll arrange a press conference once we are sure that his back story and papers are iron clad. I’m sure that Barbara has already been work on it, along with you, Tim.”
Tim just shrugged, unrepentant. “It seemed prudent to. We haven’t decided anything concrete, though Babs may have started to hack into things in Michigan to have access down the right bread crumbs. We figured sticking midwest was best, even if he doesn’t have much of an accent.”
Bruce hummed in reply.
“What’s going to be your excuse for his scars?” Jason asked.
It was true there would be no hiding them.
“His mother was a casual affair,” Bruce said. He pulled together the threads of a plan as he spoke. “She never let me know that she was pregnant, though after being abroad for a time she did reach out to me hoping to meet up in a few months. I thought nothing of it until Danny showed up. We were old acquaintances but never socially that close. It turns out that she died in child birth before we could ever meet again. Danny went to live with a someone estranged aunt. While the inheritance money from his mother’s estate lasted, things were neglectful but manageable. When it started to not live up to the Aunt’s desired lifestyle, she became cruel and methodical in her abuse.
“Desperate and trapped, Danny started to look for new hiding places in the house. It lead him to finding his mother’s journals. Her thoughts, some old letters, and the occasional picture. He started to put things together. He risked taking his Aunt’s cellphone one evening when she was drunk and looked me up. He made a plan to come this way however he could manage. Enraged at losing her meal ticket, and social standing with him, the aunt went into a rage. She died in a drunk car accident when she drove into a light post the same night Danny ran.”
“Right. You’re scarily good at that,” Jason said after a beat. “I guess then we just go more with the truth. He arrived in Gotham, got stabbed, and ended up on the Bat’s radar. They took care of him of him until he was ready to tell his story and meet you.”
“That’s two more people that we need to make a paper trail for,” Tim grumbled.
“Annalise Linwood. I met her in boarding school,” Bruce said softly as he watched his children play. “I would be seen in her company on and off throughout the years. She had reached out to me for help on how to approach the birth of her child from an affair she was having. The father was a sometimes violent sort who she had used to think she could save. She died in childbirth, as did her child. Her estranged sister was her only living relative after a tragic accident with small aircraft the year before. The sister was reclusive unless she was drunk, or so Annalise had said once. It would be easy to assume she home schooled Danny and kept him out of the social eye. So, no, we just need to fake the paperwork for Danny.”
Bruce could feel Jason’s eyes on him.
“Oh.”
Bruce smiled softly, sadly. “It is changing the story of the dead, but Annalise was looking forward to being a mother. I think she would be alright with it, if it helped a child out.”
“Right, one set of paper trails,” Tim said quietly. “I’ll make sure Babs gets the information.”
There was a sudden shout from the lawn as Damian went down under the weight of Titus. Duke jolted awake and scrambled to not fall of his chair. Jason barked out a laugh as he tried to help catch Duke. Tim took photos. Danny ran over to help Damian, Ursa on his heels.
Yes, Bruce thought, Annalise would be alright with this.
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an: great, now I'm emotional over a filler oc I made! ;-;
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"No--you--what have you done?!" they gasp, clutching the table like a lifeline.
I shake my head a little, wiping my mouth of the last few drops and giving an incredulous grimace. "A celestial shot, from the taste of it." Ooh, tingly.
"You mixed them," they say, anguished enough to state the obvious.
I raise my eyebrows, flexing my fingers a little as the capillaries start to throb with my quickening pulse. "Of course I did. You offered me both, and then added a false dichotomy."
"False--what?"
"False dichotomy. Presenting two options as the only choices when there are others available."
"I know what a--do--do you have any idea what you've begun?!" They’re sweating quite profusely for an extraplanar being, the collar of their shirt losing its starch and their silvery hair dampening against their brow.
I shrug. "Something interesting, from your reaction. I expect I'll find out shortly." Oh yeah, very shortly. I can already feel my eyes starting to water and sharpen at the same time. "At least I won't die, though."
"Y--" They go even paler, somehow, staring at me with wide eyes and such distress that the air around them is vibrating. I grin at them with lots of teeth.
"Yeah, figured on that. Celestial essence doesn't mix with human life too well, does it? Too rigidly aligned, one way or another. Most people's systems can't handle it. They run hot for a few months, get all those cool powers, then burn out like an overclocked CPU. Nice try, though." I lick my lips, trying to identify the flavor left behind. Sea salt and chocolate from the mocha, I figure, and something that I can only describe as spite. What I get for mixing it in a Starbucks cup, I guess.
They're still stuttering, eyes now tracing along the outline of my shoulders as if watching for weapons. "But--how did--?"
"How did I know to mix them?" It's not a guess. I'm starting to feel the questions on my skin before they ask them. "Simple. They're the same thing."
Their face twists in revulsion. Heh, they didn't like that.
"Mostly," I amend. "Demons are just angels with defiance mixed in, after all. The base is the same. But mixing god-ordained defiance--" they twitch hard "--with absolute obedience was either going to explode immediately or cancel each other out." I sit back and cross my arms, feeling the proteins in my muscles start to fold and twist into energy the likes of which the world hadn’t seen in millennia. "So I tested it."
"This is--you can't," they rasp, but not as if they believe it. No, it sounds as though their belief is very fragile right now. "You can't be."
"I mean, it turns out that I very much can." I spread my arms, my fingers. It takes very little effort to add a few, subtract them, change them to claws, wrap air and fire and time around them. I keep it short; there are people in this cafe, even if they can't notice us right now. "And really, I should thank you. If you hadn't given me both at once, I couldn't have pulled it off. So this," I gesture to all of me, the shifting skin and brightening eyes and power beginning to radiate in waves, "is all your fault."
They inhale with a shudder, and then their eyes narrow. "Then you are my--my responsibility, and I will--"
"I don't think so," I say sharply, my hand clenching. The energy gathering at their fingertips cuts off as if it's never been. They're pallid again. "See, you might be able to hop planes all you want, but this is my home. Some fancy potion can't change that. God can't change that, if He even wants to. And now you're in my home, and you're no longer the biggest thing here." I stand up, and they're not visible but I can feel them at my back, long feathered wings with bones like steel and little clawed tips flexing and shivering with barely-contained power. "So you can get the fuck out of my home with your mind games and your holy war. And if you come back--if any of you come back--I will know, and I will make you regret it."
It's so easy. I reach for their pale, panicked face, and they're gone. Not sure where, but it's not like I care about the details right now.
I sigh, look around, and settle my power back beneath my skin with effort. The people around me continue to get their coffee and croissants without any indication that something extraordinary has happened.
That's good. Nephilim don't have the best reputations. I can change that, though. I can make our home a better place, and Heaven and Hell had better watch their step.
"In the first vial there is a pure demonic essence, and in the second there is pure angelic essence-" Without letting them finish, you mix both vials and drink the mixture.
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Headcanons: Your life together with them🩵
Featuring: Cho Hyun Ju x Reader(f), Kang Dae Ho x Reader(f), Thanos (Su Bong) x Reader(f), Park Gyeong Seok x Reader(f), Nam Gyu x Reader(f)
Summary: various joint situations when you live with them.
A/N: I apologize for writing a little less often!
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Cho Hyun Ju
Since the girl served in the army and got used to discipline, she will follow it while living with you. She always wakes up much earlier than you, about three hours, where you can sleep until 9-10 a.m., in some cases even before lunch if you get very tired. While you are sleeping, Hyun Ju will do a lot of things around the house (quietly so as not to wake you up), cook you a delicious breakfast and go to wake you up.
She will do it gently and carefully, stroking and kissing you wherever she wants. You sometimes grumble and tell her to lie down and sleep with you in a hug, but it doesn't affect her, so she continues to wake you up with kisses.
- Baby, it's time to get up, your favorite breakfast is already getting cold. And we have a lot to do. - she says gently, kissing your sweet lips.
After a couple of minutes, you still wake up and sleepily go to eat what your Hyunnie has prepared for you with love.
Kang Dae Ho
The guy has a lot of fun living with you. After all, you have new ideas almost every day. Again, recently you wanted to lose weight by the summer, you decided to run every morning. But it wasn't very good alone, so you forced your boyfriend to join you.
- So you want us to wake up at 7 a.m. on our weekend and run down the street when normal people will sleep? - he didn't understand at all why you need it, because you were beautiful.
- And you will run with me for the company! - Dae Ho only had to agree, he didn't want to offend you.
And he knew that soon you would get tired of it and you would throw away this idea, so he decided to be patient.
Thanos (Su Bong)
You and the guy were complete opposites to each other. It was especially seen with household items. Su Bong was dirty. He constantly left his clothes all over the apartment: socks in the corners, clothes were lying on the backs of chairs. You were very unhappy with it, okay, unwashed dishes, but these are extremes.
- Can you stop scattering your clothes? Can't you put the clean ones in the closet, and throw the dirty ones in the laundry. I'm tired of cleaning up after you like a little child. - you mumbled when you removed his clothes from the chair again, while he was sitting on the phone.
- Yes, yes, good. - he said without much attention.
- If this happens again, all your things will fly to the trash!
- I got it, just don't be angry, my baby. - he put down the phone and started cleaning everything, then you rewarded him with a kiss.
But he won't be able to get used to it, so he'll still leave his things, but he's ready to clean up for your extra kisses.
Park Gyeong Seok
The three of you lived in a small apartment: you, your future husband and his daughter Na Yeon. Since the girl was undergoing treatment, she often stayed at home. But you and the man didn't want her to be alone, so you decided to take a housework and sit with Na Yeon.
You and the girl played a lot of her favorite games. She is very attached to you and even calls you mom.
When a man comes home from work, the girl asks him to join you and he, though tired, agrees, because he can't refuse his beloved girls.
Sometimes you and the girl like to mock him, so you can make up him with different makeup.
- Dad now a real princess! - said Na Yeon when she painted Gyeong Seok with children's cosmetics, you just laughed at this whole situation and at the face of a man who was both grumpy and smiling.
Nam Gyu
The guy loves cats very much, but since you both work a lot, you can't get a pet yet, but Gyu really wants to, so he started feeding street cats.
He thinks there's nothing wrong with that, but he was wrong. The cats are used to the fact that the guy began to feed them and they began to come to your house en masse, meowing and asking for food.
When you saw this, you were furious, you immediately called the guy and he had a shy face, he knew what was going on.
- Gyu, do you want to explain to me what's going on with cats here?
- Well... I fed them a little, it looks like they got used to it.. - you looked at him with an evil face, although you understood that he not on purpose.
- Now you will clean up after them, so that there is not a single shit from them! - you said and entered the house, he only agreed with you.
After this situation, the guy began to feed these pets less often, and you began to think that maybe you would give Nam Gyu a kitten.
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It was a lot of fun, being persued by by two Formula 1 drivers.
But they would soon be getting tired of the chase. They weren't going to let you stay ahead of them for much longer.
Warnings: smut, finally bottom franco, technically a threesome but not really, restraints (belt), edging, shower sex, anal (mxm), face fucking, tension?
Anon originally had an idea with journalist reader but I went in another direction :3
The tension between you and Max had been brewing since your rookie year.
You'd instantly taken a liking to each other and hung out all the time whenever you had breaks.
You'd been on his yacht, he'd been to your family's vineyard for some wine tasting. You were good friends, and you knew each other exceedingly well.
And of course it wasn't rare for the two of you to find yourselves battling for positions on track, and even came together a couple of times over the years.
That lead to some pretty heated arguments, you even took a swing at him once. You were both hot-headed competitors, it was inevitable.
Nothing ever happened between you though, you'd always kept a sensible distance to your coworkers.
But you couldn't help being a tease.
You'd put sexy bikini pictures of yourself on holiday in your private story, which only Max had access to.
He figured it out pretty quickly when no one else seemed to know what the hell he was talking about when he asked them about it.
And then Franco arrived.
But he never pushed. If this was a game you wanted to play, he could wait it out, no problem. If you got desperate enough you would come crawling to him, he was sure of it.
Franco was the biggest flirt you'd ever seen. Surpassing the likes of Daniel and Carlos as the smoothest talker on the grid.
He was slightly closer to you in age, so you gravitated towards each other naturally.
You went on holiday with him a couple of times, and you went clubbing a lot.
So pretty soon the rumours shifted from you and Max, to you and Franco.
And there were pictures circulating. You and Max had had your fair share of paparazzi nuisances, but with Franco it was on another level.
It was impossible to see each other without photos coming out the next day.
Some were photoshopped, like the ones of you and him on your yacht, kissing.
Or at least that's what your PR team told the public.
You hadn't slept with him of course, but 4 glasses of wine is 4 glasses of wine.
That's 3 too many if you want to keep a clear head. And day drinking in the sun is a dangerous game when you're alone with a horny man on a yacht.
But you politely rejected his advances, insisting that your relationship was supposed to be professional.
Max saw the photos. Of course he did. And he knew they weren't fake, so the next time he saw you he confronted you.
Much to the chagrin of both of your bodies’ needs.
“So how's it going with Colapinto?” he asked, faking nonchalance while you waved to the fans at the drivers parade.
“Nothing's going on, don't be jealous” you plastered a fake smile on your face for the cameras.
“I'm not jealous” he snapped.
“Sure you aren't, Max. Anyway I keep my love life, and sex life, separate from my career, you know that”
He scoffed, turning away from you to talk to whoever was on his other side.
During the next week you decided to spice things up a little.
The race weekend went by without a hitch, and Max didn't bring it up again.
You sent Max a dirty picture.
Nothing too bad, just you in some lingerie and a see through robe that hid absolutely nothing.
You followed it up with “shit, that wasn't for you sorry”
If that didn't get Max riled up nothing would.
But to your disappointment, he didn't reply.
That night you got yourself off to Franco's answering texts instead. You sent the same picture with the same caption, and waited for him to take the bait.
The next weekend Max cornered you in the paddock on media day.
He’d played the game at least, sending you a delicious picture in return, in the name of fairness.
He dragged you to a quiet corner and caged you in against the wall.
“What the fuck are you playing at?” he hissed, pressing you against the wall.
“What the fuck Max! What are you even talking abou-”
“I'm not fucking stupid, I know that picture was for me”
You sighed.
“No it wasn't, Max”
“Who was it for, then?”
“Wouldn't you like to know” you smirked, which just made him angrier.
“Yes, I would actually”
You pushed him off roughly and he stumbled backwards, taken off guard by your sudden aggressiveness.
“None of your fucking business. And if you want to fuck me, this really isn't the right way to go about it”
The next day, lord knows how, Franco managed to sneak into your driver’s room.
You sauntered off, leaving Max to fume in silence at your audacity.
“I enjoyed that picture very much, you know” he mumbled as he approached you from behind.
He quickly plastered himself to your back, hands on your hips while he felt you up.
“I'm sure you did. But it was an accident” your voice shook as his hands wandered.
He chuckled. “I am not convinced of that”
He placed kisses along the side of your neck, trailing upwards towards your lips as he turned your head to look at him.
“Any chance I can see more?”
His lidded eyes bore into yours and you sighed, pushing him away half-heartedly.
“No Franco. I can't go around sleeping with my coworkers. It's not professional”
He smirked. “Not professional? Tell me, who was that picture for?”
You hesitated a second too long.
“You don't know him.”
He bit his lip mockingly, he knew you were lying. “Okay. I guess will just go then”
Max won the race. He was back on his A-game and you’d spent the second part of the race squabbling with Franco and Alex over 10th place for the last point.
And he did, he slipped out without anyone noticing him, leaving you to contemplate your next move.
You got it, at the expense of Franco's front wing.
“That was a dirty move” he groaned into your neck.
You'd found yourselves back in the same position, him grinding against your ass, this time in the club while the bass made your bodies thrum with excitement.
“If you want to get my attention, crashing into me isn't the right way to go about it”
You shivered, both at his tone and at the fact that you'd said almost exactly that to Max three days prior.
“Why would I want your attention?” you murmured back, enjoying the feeling of his hands caressing your body.
“Darling, we both know you want to fuck me”
You turned around in his hold, giving him the most seductive eyes you could muster.
“No I don't”
He groaned and threw his head back in frustration.
“Don't do this to me. We both want it, stop playing around and let me show you how good I can make you feel…”
You smiled and leaned in.
“But where's the fun in that?”
You removed his hands from you body and slinked back into the crowd.
What you didn't know is that Max was in the DJ booth with Lando, and with his vantage point he could see everything.
Running away, once again.
He saw you slip away through the crowd and over to the bar.
His blood boiled and he decided to take action.
But he didn't make his way to you. He went to see Franco instead.
“Mate I need to talk to you”
“Ok, mate” Franco was confused, but followed him towards the bathrooms anyway, where it was slightly quieter.
“Did she send you a picture of herself last week?” Max was going straight to point.
Franco hesitated. “Who?”
Max rolled his eyes at the younger man “You know who, don't play stupid”
The sudden thought that you might be in a relationship with Max flashed through Franco’s mind.
What if he'd read the situation all wrong? What if Max had found out about the flirting and was actually about to beat him up?
“No?” he answered, but it sounded unconvincing even to his own ears.
Max looked unimpressed.
“Give me your phone”
Franco complied immediately.
Max proceeded to scroll through his messages, and clicked on the conversation with you.
The picture of Franco appeared on his screen first, and he looked up at the man incredulously.
“You sent one back? It was obviously bait. Are you stupid?”
“I know it's all a game to her” he snatched his phone back “but playing it got me a very nice picture of her so who cares?”
“I'm not playing the game and I got the same fucking photo”
Franco frowned at his phone, and had to admit, he had him there. Maybe he had been stupid.
“Well… you keep not playing, and I will keep playing, and we will see who get her to break first?” he suggested.
“No” Max snapped. “I am sick of not playing”
He glanced at Franco's screen, where the photo of you was still visible.
They completely ignored you for two whole weeks.
“She has been teasing us for too long. Now it's time she learned her lesson”…
They avoided you at the weekend, and they never returned any of your calls and messages.
You even tried sending them more pictures, but they both left you on read.
You were bored.
You knew something was up when you spotted the two of them deep in conversation in front of the Redbull garage. They were plotting.
Max was pretty much your best friend on the grid, and you missed messing around with Franco.
So on Saturday night, you sent them both a text you knew they wouldn't be able to ignore.
Well Max might, but Franco would definitely crack.
To Franco, you sent “If you come and fuck me now, I won't tell Max”
And to Max, “If you come fuck me now, I won't tell Franco”
You sent them both your room number, and waited. They both saw the texts immediately.
Max had too much self control, so you doubted whether he would be desperate enough to show.
You waited barely 20 minutes before Franco was at your door.
But Franco…
He was so easy.
You had him on the bed, laying under you while you made your way down his body, picking off his clothing bit by bit.
“I knew you wouldn't be able to resist me”
His pupils were blown wide and a slight blush was creeping up his neck.
“The offer was too good to pass up” he groaned as you rubbed yourself over the bulge rapidly growing in his boxers.
You leaned down and pressed your lips to his, and he took the opportunity to wrap his arms around you and roll you over.
“Your teasing has been driving me crazy” he panted, hovering over you while he made quick work of your clothes.
“Why do you think I was doing it” you muttered with a smile, and his tongue poked the inside of his cheek as he realised how much you'd been enjoying teasing him.
“To make me lose it and come fuck the shit out of you?” he asked, exasperated.
“That's the plan” you bit your lip, looking up at him with a smile.
“Perra” he groaned, sitting up. “Turn over”
You raised an eyebrow at him, doing as he said.
His hands were palming your ass while he admired the view, when a sharp knock at the door broke the tense silence.
Your jaw dropped as you looked back at Franco who was wearing a similar look of shock on his face.
Neither of you knew quite what to do, and the knock sounded again, louder this time.
You jumped to your feet, grabbing a robe on the way and opened the door.
Max stood there, fists clenched.
“Max…”
“Is Franco in there?”
You were taken aback by his question.
“And bear in mind, the answer is going to determine how this evening goes for you”
You raised your eyebrows in surprise, but was saved answering by Franco appearing next to you.
“I am here… sorry”
He looked slightly afraid, and it was understandable, because the grin that spread over Max's face was evil enough to scare even you.
“I had a feeling you would be here” he stepped inside, crowding against you as he slammed the door behind him. “Option number two, then”…
You didn't know what option number one was, but number two involved you having your hands tied to the headboard, while Max had his cock shoved down Franco's throat.
Which is not something you ever thought you would see.
But there Franco was, drooling around Max’s girth with red cheeks and tears in his eyes.
You knew he was enjoying it though, because he was still wearing his boxers and the wet patch at the front was getting steadily larger.
“Look at you” Max cooed “are you crying because you got caught betraying me just to get your dick wet?”
Franco whined, hips bucking at Max's tone.
“Or are you crying because you’re enjoying this a bit too much?”
Franco closed his eyes, more tears falling as he breathed deeply through his nose.
“You were fucking made for this. You've obviously had practice, slut ”
Franco whimpered pathetically and you throbbed at the sound.
You were fully naked, spread out for Max to admire.
“And you” he snapped at you. “You have been teasing me for years, making me wait, while posting pictures of yourself for my eyes only. Then this little bitch arrives and you let him touch you? Absolutely not”
He pulled out of Franco's mouth and manhandled him onto his hands and knees, facing you while Max dragged his boxers down his legs.
Franco's eyes widened as he looked at you, glancing between your thighs at where you were glistening in the soft light.
“You've been playing games with me since you joined the grid. And you would just let Franco have you after a couple of months? Over my dead fucking body”
He pushed Franco down onto the bed, making his arms buckle and his back arch obscenely, and the younger man gasped.
“So I'm going to fuck Franco, and you are going to watch.”
God knows where the bottle of lube came from, but you were grateful for it, on Franco's behalf.
The way Franco reacted when the first finger went it made you gasp softly.
His eyes fluttered closed and he arched his back even more, pushing back against Max as he let out a porn worthy whimper.
You were getting so turned on, you went to close your thighs but Max tutted.
“Franco, hold her legs open”
He obeyed, shuffled forwards and curled his hands around your knees to hold you in place.
Unfortunately, that brought his face closer to your soaked folds and you could feel his cool breath down there.
You whimpered and he groaned, leaning his head against one of your knees as he looked at your slick lips with a pained look on his face.
“Don't you dare touch, Franco” Max growled “You need to learn patience”
He was on three fingers already, and he was entranced by the way Franco's hole swallowed them greedily.
He made quick work of lubing himself up and pushing into the younger man, who mewled at the stretch.
“Jesus, you are tight.��� He gritted his teeth as he pushed in to the hilt. “squeezing around me so good, maybe I should give up on her and just keep you as my plaything, hmm?”
He gave an experimental thrust and Franco whined low in his throat as he looked up at you through lidded eyes.
He looked so fucked out it was almost pathetic.
But to be honest, you probably looked even worse.
You squirmed against the bed, unable to get any sort of friction or stimulation as you were forced to watch Max rail Franco into the mattress.
“You're fucking dripping” Max commented, finally glancing at where you could indeed feel the sheets under you becoming damp.
He wrapped an arm around Franco's middle, shuffling him forwards until he was only an inch away from your soaked folds.
“You want a taste Franco?”
The younger man nodded as best he could with Max’s grip his hair.
Max just chuckled and pushed Franco's face forward, allowing him to eat you out hastily.
The sudden intense stimulation made you writhe under him, cursing as he sucked on your clit while his tongue delved into your wetness.
“Fuck! Oh my god-“ you whined, hips trying to buck but Franco's hold on your thighs was too strong as he devoured you.
As your moans increased in pitch, Max could tell you were getting closer and just as you were about to fall over the precipice, he pulled Franco's head back roughly.
You cried out at the loss, and Max just chuckled, slamming his hips into Franco even harder.
“Max please” you whined, and Max cooed in mock simpathy.
He pushed Franco against you once again, revelling in the way he tightened around his cock at being manhandled like this.
He angled his hips so that his cock pushed against Franco's prostate, and the vibrations of the resounding moan against your cunt got you right to the edge once again.
But again, when Max saw your thighs start to tremble, he pulled on Franco's hair to separate him from you.
Tears clung to your lashes as you were robbed of yet another orgasm, and Franco let out a loud moan.
“I'm gonna come, Max!” he cried, and Max just picked up the pace of his hips.
“Then come, I'm not stopping you”
Once Franco had come down from his mind-numbing orgasm, Max pulled out of him carefully and rolled him over, making sure to avoid the puddle of cum now in the middle of the bed.
Franco's eyes rolled back and his upper body slumped against the mattress as Max continued to pound into him while you watched helplessly.
“You can go now, I will take it from here” he muttered as he handed Franco his clothes.
You looked at Max.
He looked at you on his way out, sending you a kiss before the door slammed shut behind him.
He was making his way around the bed to come and untie you from the headboard.
You weren't quite sure what to say to him as you stretched your arms.
He walked into to the bathroom and turned the shower on, then poked his head around the doorway.
“Come and join me”
You got off the bed hesitantly.
Was that it? Were you going to take a shower and then he’d leave? Or stay with you and talk?
You weren't sure which option you hated more.
You got to the bathroom and he was already under the water, cleaning himself without a care in the world.
You approached him, putting an hand on his shoulder.
“Max? Are you angry with me?”
He huffed out a laugh.
“No, why would I be angry?”
He kept washing himself, and you had no idea what to answer.
He had every right to be pissed after all.
He looked at your confused face and chuckled.
“No, I am not angry with you”
You nodded, and he moved over a bit and pulled you under the spray.
He pulled you against his chest and looked down at you.
“I'm not angry, but I am sick of your games”
You gulped.
You could feel him against your hip, he was still hard.
“You didn't come” you muttered, and he smiled.
“Neither did you”
Your heart was beating fast as you stared at him.
“Are you planning to?”
He nodded.
“Oh yes. But you have a choice to make. Either I fuck you now, and we both come.”
His hand came to cup your jaw as his thumb stroked your cheek.
“Or, I leave right now, and you’ll never get to know how good you could've had it these past two years.”
Your jaw dropped, and your cunt throbbed at the idea of finally getting to fuck Max.
“Well?” his other hand trailed downwards to ghost over your folds, dipping in ever so slightly, to confirm that you were still soaked. “What will it be?”
You gasped, head leaning back against the tiles of the shower wall.
“Fuck me, please”
He grinned. “That's what I was hoping for”
He wasted no time turning you around and pushing into you roughly, your wetness easing the slide as he bottomed out on the first thrust.
You both groaned, and he snapped his hips, determined to hear that noise again.
He made you come twice like that, pressed against the shower wall as he took the frustration of the past two years out on you.
He did indeed make you regret not giving in to him sooner.
Later, in bed, you cuddled together after having changed the sheets.
“So tell me Max. If tying me up and fucking Franco in front of me was option number two… what was option number one if Franco hadn't been here?”
He chuckled, pulling you tighter against him.
“If you had been alone, I would have tied you to the bed and left you there alone"
You gasped.
“and Franco?”
“I would have fucked him anyway, to congratulate him for not giving in to you”
You went silent. Thank god for Franco’s weak will.
“Can I fuck him?" you asked "I really want to"
Max nuzzled into your neck and nipped at your skin.
“Of course. As long as I can keep fucking you, I don’t really care”
You hummed and turned your head, looking into his deep blue eyes.
“Sounds good to me”
He smiled, giving you a quick kiss before laying his head back on the pillow.
“Me too”
You giggled sleepily.
Just like you planned.
You had your best friend back, and two men were at your beck and call.
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Star Rail and Genshin Men - Them being protective
Characters: Aventurine, Dr Ratio, Gepard, Kazuha, Kinich, Zhongli x fem reader
Author notes: rude parents in Gepard's, rude comments made to reader in most, creepy men, falling in Kinich's, fighting in Kazuha's, protective men (they are so hot hehehe)
Aventurine
Aventurine is an avid gambler through and through, everyone knows that. He puts everything on the table when betting, his money, his own life, really just about anything. But there is just one thing that he would never ever gamble with. Can you guess what that one thing is?
You two were passing time after you both finished your work for the day and decided to go the casino for some, in Aventurine’s book, light gambling. Though it’s never light gambling when it comes to him, he’s an all or nothing kind of guy.
As you guys walk into the casino you giggle and turn to him, “Hey Aventurine, don’t go too crazy tonight, we still need money for dinner.” Though you know full well that you guys will have enough money for dinner, he is a Stoneheart after all, you enjoy teasing him with his gambling.
He raises an eyebrow and looks down at you before smirking. “Oh ho what’s this? Are you telling me to be careful with my money? Don’t you worry you’re pretty little head over dinner, I’ll be taking it all tonight.” He lightly knocks your forehead with one of his fingers before dragging you gently to a table.
You giggle softly at his antics before sitting down next to him at the table. As time stretches on, and you had a few drinks, you lay your head on Aventurine’s shoulder. You always tell him that his shoulder gives you the best and most comfortable view when he’s gambling.
When he feels your head on his shoulder he looks down at you and smiles softly before lightly pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “I’ll only play a few more rounds then we can head home alright dear?” You nod against his shoulder and wish him the best of luck, not that he’ll really need it.
One of the other players at the table look at the interactions between you two and smirks darkly. “Hey, why not for this next round bet your little girlfriend? It’d make for such a good game, and it can be the last game of the night too.” When you hear that your eyes widen and you snap your head up, off of Aventurine’s shoulder, and look around at the table in alarm. Because did that guy seriously just ask if Aventurine would bet you??
Aventurine’s eyes darken at the guy’s “request” before he gets up and slowly walks over to him. “If you think that you can ever suggest that I bet my darling girlfriend and get away with it, you are sorely mistaken friend. I would never bet her and you clearly don’t know what it means to bet someone you love, otherwise you never would have asked that. Now, I suggest that you walk out of here now or I won’t be so kind.”
The guy’s eyes widen in fear before he sputters out apology after apology and runs out of the casino. After that, Aventurine walked right back to you and gives you the biggest hug and kisses you on the forehead. He then picks you up bridal style and walks you out of the casino.
“I’m sorry that you had to hear that my dear. Never think that I would bet you in any gamble, it doesn’t matter what situation I may be in, you are the one thing in life that I would not bet.” You smile softly up at him before burying your head in his chest.
“Thank you Aventurine, that truly means the world to me. Though I may not gamble like you, know that I would never bet you either. You’ve become my home and love, I never want to give that up. I love you my precious gem.”
Once you’re outside, he looks down before setting you down and titling your chin up. He presses a gentle kiss to your lips, “And I love you more my shimmering aurora.”
Dr Ratio
You like surprising your boyfriend with lunch every once in a while. It gives him a break but it also lets you two enjoy each other’s company midday. Ratio was having a rough week. His students were not making deadlines, his coworkers bothering him with mediocre conversations, and has barely any time to read due to all the late submissions of assignments. You think that bringing him lunch will cheer him up.
You finished making his lunch and packing it. You slip on your shoes, grab your purse, and grab his lunch then head out to meet him in his office. After the walk to the school you get to the main office to check in and get a visitor badge. You see Mary sitting behind the desk and greet her, “Hi Mary! How are you today?”
Mary smiles back at you and replies, “Hi! I am doing good, it’s a pretty slow day today. But I haven’t seen you in a while, dropping off a lunch for Dr. Ratio again?”
You nod, “Yep. He has been having a rough week so I thought a little break with some good and me would really help or well I hope it helps.”
“He is always in a better mood for the rest of the day after you come by.” Giving you a little smirk and wink. “Here is your pass. He should be in his office now.” You thank Mary and head out the door she pointed to have you go through. You weave your way through the hallway’s to Ratio’s office once you get to where his office is, you see it empty. You realize that he got a new and bigger office since the last time you have come here. You groan forgetting that detail so now you’re left to wandering around trying to find him.
The school is massive and has many twists and turns that you eventually get lost. You keep retracing your steps and following the signs on the walls but nothing is helping. You decide to head back to an area that had multiple hallways to walk down and choose the last one you haven’t walked down yet. Once you get there you start to head down the hallway just as you turn the corner you run into two people.
One person drops all the stuff they were holding while the other spills coffee on the first person. You stand there shocked for a second but start to quickly apologize, “Oh my gosh, I am SO sorry!! Here let me help you pick your stuff up. I also have tissues in my purse you can have so you can dry your jacket.” You bend down to pick up the papers but the man who dropped the papers starts to yell, “DO NOT TOUCH THOSE PAPERS! Did you even think to look at where you are going you idiot? How did you even get a job here if you can’t pay attention to where you are going!?!”
The second man speaks up, “Look she is a visitor. So she doesn’t even belong here. She’s just a stupid every day person, not a scholar.”
You go to stand up again shaking and trying hard to hold back tears. They are being so mean for no reason, no wonder why Ratio hates his colleagues. You begin to speak up, “I didn’t see you because of the corner. Again I am really sorry. Can I please help?”
The first guy scoffs, “You think I want the help from a dumb woman? That’s laughable.” You start to cry and try to stutter out another apology, “I- I just…”
The second guy is quick to cut you off, “You what? You are acting like a child, I know 10 year olds that act better and are smarter than you. Just leave.”
The first guy pitches in, “Yeah you dumb whore, get out of here. No scholar has the time for you.” You hang your head in defeat letting the tears flow down your face. You go to turn around and leave until you feel a strong arm wrap around you and a warmth on your back. Then you hear a low voice you quickly recognize, “Care to repeat that?”
The two men stand straight with their eyes wide open. The first man speaks up, “Dr. Ratio, hello! It’s nothing you have to worry about just some dumb women who doesn’t belong here disrupting our walk from the printer.”
Ratio tightens his grip on you and grits his jaw, “This does worry me because this is my girlfriend.” The two men turn to each other and then look back at Ratio to start apologizing, “We are so sorry Dr. Ratio! It’s just she isn’t paying attention and caused a mess.”
“I do not care about your walk from the printer. I am wasting my time talking to you two incompetent fools but as soon as you decide to insult my intelligent girlfriend thats when I start to care.” The men are shaking in their boots while Ratio continues, “It is not me who deserves your pathetic apology it’s her. You two better make the apology more sincere or I will see to it myself that you two are fired. It’s not like anyone would miss you two.” The men profusely shake their heads and turn to you.
“We are so sorry ma’am for everything we have said. If Dr. Ratio can vouch for your intelligence then we were severely mistaken with our comments. We hope you can forgive us.” You don’t get to respond because Ratio tells them to get out of his sight. The two men scurry off while Ratio grabs your hand and drags you to his office.
Once you two are in his office he shuts and locks the door then turns to you and pulls you into a tight hug. “I am sorry I was not there earlier to stop those absolute fools. I will see to it that they are fired. They were never useful anyways.” You snuggle into his chest more and let out a muffled response, “It’s not your fault. I was just trying to surprise you but I forgot you got a new office so I got lost. I am sorry I caused such a scene.”
Ratio pulls back tips your chin up to look at him, “Do not blame yourself, this is not your fault. Let’s not waste anymore time talking about those fools. You brought me lunch so let’s enjoy that.” You smile at him and he leans down to give you a quick kiss then leads you to his desk. He sits down then pulls you into his lap, “Let’s dig in shall we?”
After eating and Ratio walking you out, you left to go home. Ratio came home a couple hours later telling you that the two men that yelled at you were now fired and gone. He is a man of his word.
Gepard
You met Gepard through Serval. You were looking for a job because you just moved to the city and couldn’t get any other business to offer you a position. You bumped into Serval carrying a couple of boxes into her shop and offered to help her carry in the rest of the boxes. You two talked for a bit about you being “a new face in the city” and how you were looking for a job. Serval then offered you a job at Neverwinter Workshop. A couple days after working at the workshop Gepard came in to have his weekly catch up time but saw you and Serval talking. She introduced you two and the rest is history.
Gepard and you have been dating for a couple months now, it is a little hard with him being the Captain of the Silvermane Guards but you two make it work. Whenever he has free time he is taking you out on dates or just spending time with you. Gepard just got done with patrols so he came over to your apartment. You can tell he is super tired so you give him a pair of his pajamas he has left at your place and then you push him into your bed to rest. That doesn’t stop him from grabbing your arm when you push him down so you land right on top of him.
Gepard’s phone wouldn’t stop going off so he grabbed it from the bedside table and looked at the notifications. You feel him stiffen so you pick your head up and set your chin on his chest looking at him then break the silence, “Is everything okay?”
Gepard gulps and sets down his phone, “Uh so Serval texted me saying how our parents want to meet you.”
You giggle at his reaction, “Okay? That doesn’t sound bad at all. Are you nervous about me doing something?”
He shoots up holding and reaches a hand to cup your face, “No not at all! I am worried about my parents doing something not you. You’re the last person I worry about doing something mean or bad.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Gepard sighs running a hand through his hair, “My parents really care and I mean really care about the Landau family legacy. They were mad I started dating someone that isn’t high status and they think I am ruining the family name. I don’t want them to harass you all night to try and prove their point of view.”
You smile at his thoughtfulness, “Don’t worry about it, I’ll be okay. After all you’ll be there right?” You run a hand through his hair and continue, “Plus the more we avoid them, the more they are going to be upset with you so let’s just do it.” Gepard just sighs and nods. He reaches for his phone to tell Serval that you two will meet them for dinner.
A couple days go by and it’s time for the dinner with Gepard’s parents. He has been nervous and jittery all day, and it is starting to rub off on you. Yes, you told him everything would be fine but now that the time is here it is nerve-racking. Are you dressed too casual? Too formal? Do you look bad? Is your makeup too dull? Too extra? Is your hair messy? UGH! This is so stressful. Your thoughts are going a mile a minute until you feel fingers pressing your chin up. You see Gepard smiling at you, “You look beautiful. Ready to go?” Not trusting your voice you nod to answer him. Gepard knows something is off but doesn’t want to push you. He takes a deep breath before leading you out of his apartment. As you two walk to his parents’ house, he can’t wait for this night to be over.
Once you two get to his parents’ house he knocks on the door. The door opens with a maid answering the door, “Gepard, It is so nice to see you again! Oh and you must be his girlfriend! You look lovely tonight. Oh my, it is so cold! Come in you two!” You two walk in and the maid shuts the door, “Gepard, you should have told me to be quiet so you two can come inside and get warm!” Gepard laughs, “Kota, it’s good to see you again. Don’t worry the sun is still up so it wasn’t that cold for us.”
Gepard introduces you two and then Kota leads you to the dining room, “Your parents are in there. Good luck my boy.” She then scurries off before Gepard can respond. He runs a hand down his face, “Let’s get this over with sweetheart.” He pushed the door open to be met with the sight of a massive dining room, a very long table filled with so much food, and his parents already sitting down. You two walk in and Gepard pulls a chair out for you, once you have sat down he pushes you closer to the table. He then takes the seat right next to you. You hear a feminine voice break the silence, “So this is the servant girl you are fooling around with? This ugly woman should be able to sit herself, not need help from someone of your status to help her with it.” You are shocked, she really came out running. You see Gepard clench his fists under the table and respond to his mom, “Do not speak of her like that. Can we just have dinner in peace please?” His mom rolls her eyes and lets out a little “hmph”. You ignore the comment, yes it stung a bit but it can’t get worse can it? You all are going to be eating for most of it so they can’t say anything else right? You all make your plates and start to eat. It is eerily silent until his dad speaks up, “So I heard you work at that junk heap with my daughter?”
You brighten instantly at his comment even though he is clearly making fun of it, “Yes, the Nerverwinter Workshop! Serval is a genius, she’s teaching me so many cool things-“ You are swiftly cut off by his dad, “I do not care about the shop only the legacy of the Landau family name with the Silvermane Guard not this scrap junk crap.” He turns to Gepard, “I still can’t believe you went to an ugly random who has no social status. Why would you settle for a random servant girl who can give you nothing? I am so repulsed by her looks and what she does, how can you even be happy?”
You lower your head and let out a watery and broken, “Sorry, I-“. Gepard then slams his hands on the table and stands up. He first turns to you, “You have nothing to apologize for.” He then turns to his parents, “I have had enough of you two trying to dictate my life with the ‘Legacy of the Landau name’. No matter who I am with the name will be passed down, but I am doing all of this based on how I want to. This beautiful, talented, funny, caring, and intelligent girl is who I want to be with. Nothing will stop me from being with her. I am so happy with her. She is like the sun and lightens up my life just by being there. I don’t care about status or anything of that nature, all I care about is her and my future with her. If you two cannot respect that, then I will never speak to the two of you again.”
Gepard takes a deep breath after his speech then looks at you and gives you a light smile, “Let’s go home, yeah?” You nod and he reaches a hand out to help you up. He leads you to the door of the dining room then his mom speaks up, “You are going to regret this.” Gepard turns to look at her with a murderous look, “I will regret nothing. Never contact me again.” He then leads you out of the house and makes a straight-line for his apartment.
Once you two get into his apartment he locks the door then sweeps you up into his arms. He leads you to his bed then lays you gently down on the bed then hovers over you. “I am sorry they talked to you like that and that I didn’t stop them sooner sweetheart.” He closes his eyes and leans his forehead against yours. You run your hands through his hair again and respond, “It is not your fault. You warned me and I didn’t listen. But it makes me really happy you stood up for me. I love you so much Gepard.” You tilt your head to connect your lips for a slow and deep kiss. Gepard pulls away from the kiss first and opens his eyes again, “I love you more, you’re my everything.”
Kazuha
You have never been to Liyue and Kazuha is super excited to show you around. He told you all about the many different places he wanted to take you and show you many different things. His excitement is bleeding off of him and it’s only making you more and more excited. As soon as you two are off the Alcor you two are off.
The first place Kazuha was the Guili Plains. He knows that you are a big history nerd and seeing where the Guili Assembly would definitely be something that you would love to see. As you guys walk there he points out different parts and explains where he is going to take you later after you go to Guili Plains and then Wangshu Inn to spend the night. You are thankful to all the archons for them letting you be Kazuha’s girlfriend. You feel truly like a princess, he is the definition of a perfect boyfriend.
As you two get to the remains of the Guili Assembly you run ahead out of excitement. You turn to see Kazuha still walking, “Kazuha, hurry!!!” Kazuha chuckles and says, “There is no rush love. We have all the time in the world, so take your time.” You still rush ahead to look at everything. Kazuha pulls out his camera to snap some photos of you and the ruins. As he is snapping photos he feels an unease come over him, he looks around and sees you smiling looking at the ancient writing. He proceeds to look around and hear some people talking, he turns to the left and sees a group of treasure hoarders heading toward you two. Kazuha realizes that you are so focused on the ruins you don’t even see the treasure hoarders coming to you.
You are reading some of the tablets trying to decipher what they say. You then overhear a group of men talking, “There’s gotta be a lot stuff we can steal from here.” Then another person speaks up, “Yeah then we can sell it and make a fortune.” You turn around to face them and respond to them, “Hey! Don’t take anything from here. All the relics here are important to Liyue and its history, it is disrespectful to take the relics and then try to sell it.”
The treasure hoarders turn to face you, “We don’t care. Now get out of our way before we make you.”
You shake your head and tell them, “No. I won’t let you take relics from here.” The treasure hoarders chuckle and start walking over to you pulling out some weapons. You stand your ground but you are scared because you have no fighting background. Before they can get too close Kazuha is in front of you, “I suggest you all leave now.”
“Aw man, you too? Well guess we just have to beat both of you before we can take the stuff.” Says the biggest treasure hoarder carrying a shovel. You think he is the leader of this little squad.
You grab onto the back of Kazuha’s shirt, “Kazuha, what do we do?”
Kazuha turns his head to look at you, “You are doing nothing. Just stay behind me, okay love?” You nod letting go of his shirt and stepping back so he has room to fight. You stand a good distance back so you won’t be caught in the crossfire and have Kazuha not focus. The men run up to Kazuha but he is quick to draw his sword and fly around the area using his anemo vision. He is quick to disarm the treasure hoarders that have weapons and knock the ones that do not have weapons.
The treasure hoarder that had the shovel called out, “Where are those damn reinforcements?!” One of the men points to somewhere behind you calling out to the leader. You turn to see where the man is pointing to and you see more treasure hoarders running over. The leader calls out to them, “Grab the girl and get out of here!” That causes you to freeze in your spot not knowing what to do.
Kazuha knocks out the guy he was dealing with and goes to deal with the second group. But before he can get to you he is pulled back by his shirt and thrown into one of the cement walls. Kazuha groans at the sudden impact but look up to see the leader walking to him and the other group getting close to you. The leader speaks up, “She’s ours now. We will take good care of her.” He says that with a sickening smile and Kazuha stomach drops at the thought. Kazuha jumps up onto his feet and runs to the leader. He draws his sword quick and uses the handle to knock the guy out. Kazuha is panting a little bit but says, “I will not let anyone hurt her.”
The group of guys are getting closer to you and you have no idea where to run. No matter which direction you run to someone will be able to catch up to you. Just as they are about to get closer you feel someone grab onto you and whisper in your ear, “Hold on tight my love.” You turn to bury yourself into your boyfriend. Once he feels you have a tight grip on him he jumps up tightening his grip on you to make sure you don’t fall. Kazuha gets you a safe distance away from the group charging at you and the group that he had knocked out. He lets you go and winks, “I’ll be right back.”
Kazuha makes even quicker work of this group, they all are knocked out before you can even blink. Kazuha goes to walk back to you but here’s someone call out “Hey!” You both turn to face the direction that you heard the calling coming from and see a couple of Milielith running towards you. They stop by Kazuha and ask him what happened after explaining that they were following this group for a while. Kazuha explains the situation while you walk up to the group. The Millielith thank him and say they have it from here. Kazuha smiles then turns to face you, “Are you okay?”
You jump into his arms, “I’m okay.” You then take a minute to think and remember he was thrown into a wall. You pull back a little bit and ask, “ARE YOU OKAY?!? THEY THREW YOU INTO A WALL!! NO PAIN, BLEEDING OR BROKEN BONES RIGHT?!?!” Kazuha laughs and brushes some hair out of your face and presses a quick kiss to your lips. He pulls back and responds with, “I am okay. No pain, no bleeding, and no broken bones. I promise. I am glad you’re okay though. Let’s head to Wangshu Inn and go rest okay? Maybe we can come back here and try to look at it all again before we go back the Alcor.”
You nod and go to reach for his hand. Kazuha interlocks your hands and raises yours to press a kiss on the back of your knuckle, “Then we are off.”
Kinich
After enough begging from you, Kinich finally decided to give you a tour of the Scions of the Canopy. Seeing as you were from the Masters of the Night Wind, you wanted to see what life was like for him in the Canopy and how it differed from the Night Wind. You begged him for what felt like years and you were very happy to see him agree to give you a tour.
You guys met up on the path right outside of the Canopy and to say you were excited was an understatement. You can finally see what daily life is like for Kinich and how different it is from the Masters of the Night Wind. Ajaw though was less than thrilled to have to spend the day with you two “blundering lovesick fools” as he always called you two, and he was not afraid to vocalize his dislike for this little outing.
As you guys started walking into the Canopy, Ajaw decided to vocalize his feelings. “You absolute buffoons! How dare you make the Almighty Dragonlord K’uhul Ajaw suffer through something as meaningless as a measly tour of this godforsaken tribe! You two blundering lovesick fools! I will not stand for this any long-“. Ajaw was very generously cut off by Kinich backhanding him into the sky.
You stopped and giggled before facing Kinich, “Thank you Kinich, I don’t know how much longer I could’ve dealt with that. I really don’t know how you deal with him all the time, he’s such a handful.” Kinich looks at you before slightly tilting his head to the side, “It was no problem. I’ve just learned how to shut him up, he’s not that much to handle. Anyway, let’s go and get this tour done before dinner.”
You nodded enthusiastically and took his hand gently as you guys started to walk again. When you enter the Canopy and look at the scenery for the first time from the bridges of the Canopy, you stopped in place because it was so pretty. You let go of his hand and step closer to the edge of the bridge.
“Kinich! This is such a pretty view! And you get to see this everyday? I’m so jealous, the views from the Masters of the Night Wind are nowhere near as pretty as this.”
Kinich stopped as well and tilted his head slightly. “I guess the view is nice, I’ve never really thought about it. But be careful to not fall from there, your saurian companion may be able to fly a little, but you can’t.” He gently grabs your hand and pulls you closer to him.
You blush a little at his actions and give him a little salute. “Yes sir! I will make sure to not go near ledges. But even if I do, you’ll always catch me right?” He lightly sighs and gently kisses your forehead. “Always.”
You smile softly before turning your attention back to the tour. “Okay let’s continue this tour, I can’t wait to see how pretty the rest of this place is!” Kinich softly smiles and nods his head. “Let’s go then.”
As time goes on you two are walking through the Canopy with Kinich pointing out different spots that are important to the tribe as well as his personal favorite spots. As you two are getting closer to the end of the tour, you saw another view you like a lot and you go to run across the bridge to get a better look.
“Hey Kinich look how pretty this view is! It’s even prettier with the sun setting too! I wish I was born here, it seems so much more-“ You are abruptly cut off by the bridge snapping and you feel yourself falling and you let out a scream. Kinich’s eyes widen in alarm before he springs into action.
He swings down toward your falling figure with his grappling hook and just as you are about to hit the ground his hand grabs you by the waist and pulls you to his chest. He quickly grapples to a safe spot and once you two are on the ground Kinich hugs you tightly.
You have to catch your breath before you say anything, so you bury your face in his chest in the meantime. Once you regain your breath you tilt your head up towards him and softly thank him. “Thank you so much for catching me Kinich, I’m sorry I wasn’t careful like you said to be.”
He looks down at you and gently pushes your face back into his chest. “You have nothing to apologize for my dear. I should’ve noticed the bridge was not safe. But no matter, I’m glad I caught you.” He sighs softly before whispering, “I don’t think I could handle seeing anyone else fall to their death.”
Your eyes widen at his reference to his childhood and you snap your neck up at him, “Kinich I will promise you this, I will never ever leave you, especially in that way. I will always be here and you’ll always be here to catch me if I fail. I love you Kinich.” He sighs once more and tilts your chin up and softly kisses your lips.
“And I love you my dear.”
Zhongli
You stand in front of the mirror with your hanfu on. It is a brown base color with gold and white highlights, you got it to match with Zhongli’s outfit. Zhongli was invited to a banquet by one of the historians that love to hear his stories. The historian told Zhongli to bring anyone he would like so as soon as he got home he invited you to the banquet. You take a good look at yourself in the mirror and look over yourself one last time. The hanfu looks great on you, you are really happy with the job the seamstress made. You then check your makeup to make sure nothing is smudged or looks off.
You hear footprints coming from behind you and then feel two hands on your waist. You turn in Zhongli’s hold to face him, you then take in his appearance. He Is wearing his normal attire but he still looks incredibly handsome and you make your thoughts known, “You’re very handsome.” Zhongli chuckles and tips your chin up to look him in the eyes, “Thank you darling, but I am not wearing anything different. You on the other hand look absolutely breathtaking, I can hardly keep my eyes off of you.”
You smile big at his compliment, “Thank you baby, I was just thinking about how great the seamstress did! By the way, what is the banquet suppose to be like?”
Zhongli lets go of your waist but goes to grab your hand to lead you out of his house. As you two are walking to the banquet he answers your question, “Well the gentleman that invited me said it is going to be filled with a bunch of scholars and historians. I was confused why he invited me since I just find enjoyment in history and don’t do it for a profession, but he insisted there were a lot of people that wanted to meet me. It seems that you and I will be meeting a lot of new people tonight. I hope that this night will not be boring for you.”
You squeeze his hand to get his attention, once he looks at you, you speak up, “I am never bored when you are around. Seeing you talk to people about your knowledge of history is really heartwarming to see, and I would do anything to see it.” Zhongli smiles and looks ahead, “You really are a gem.” You blush at his compliment and squeeze his hand three times to indicate you silently saying ‘I love you’. He squeezes your hand three times back sharing the sentiment.
It takes you two another 10 minutes to reach the venue where the banquet was being held. You two wait a little bit in line making small talk while waiting to get to security. Once you get to security Zhongli says his name and yours, once the security guard finds your names on the paper in his hands he steps inside saying “Enjoy your night.” Zhongli thanks him for the both of you and leads you to the main area. As soon as you two are in the big ballroom you see a lot of people already start making their way to you.
Many people greet Zhongli and start to ask him questions before he can even introduce the two of you. They are asking him his opinion on certain battles that happened, relics that were left behind, or his theories about the adeptus. Since there is so much commotion by you two your hands slip out from one another. Well there goes your boyfriend in the sea of hungry historians and scholars. You knew he was going to be popular but you didn’t expect them to barely enter the room before jumping him for answers.
You stand to the side but still close enough you can see and hear Zhongli. You then hear a feminine voice that calls out to him, “Zhongliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!” You turn to see a girl running to your boyfriend and jumping on him. You don’t recognize her but it rubs you the wrong way with how touchy she is with him. You hear Zhongli clear his throat then remove the girl off of him, “Hello Mei. What are you doing here?”
The girl tries to touch him again but he is quick to avoid it, “Zhongli! Why are you avoiding me? Ugh never mind, but I am here because I heard you were going to be here! Let’s hang outttttt.” A worker walks around with drinks and she grabs two and then holds one out to Zhongli. Well you deduce that this girl is obsessive. Zhongli grimaces, “Oh I see, but I am here with my girlfriend and want to spend time with her.”
You watch her clench the drinks and say, “Ohhhh you have a girlfriend, you never told me!” You then make your way to Zhongli and stand next to him. Zhongli turns to you and you see his eyes light up, that look really makes your heart race. He looks back at Mei, “Yes I have. I actually have told you multiple times.” Zhongli then introduces you to her and she gives you a nasty look, “Are you even a historian?”
You shake your head, “No, I am a baker. Besides all the history I learned in school, I mainly get my history knowledge from Zhongli.” That only makes her look get even more nasty and turns back to Zhongli and asks, “Why would you waste your time with a girl who doesn’t study history? You could date me instead.”
You stare at this girl shocked she would even say something like that. You turn to look at Zhongli and see him seething, his jaw locked and eyes narrowed at her. Before either of you respond she walks over to you and says, “I might have a way to fix you.” She then takes the drinks that are in her hands and pours both drinks on you. Your hair ends up becoming wet and gets all over your hanfu. You stand there frozen almost in tears before you can start crying Zhongli is in front of you taking off his jacket and wrapping it around you.
He connects your foreheads and stares deep into your eyes, “Keep your eyes on me, okay darling?” You nod not trusting your voice but a couple tears do manage to slip down your face. Zhongli is quick to wipe them, “Darling, you are the most breathtaking person I have ever seen. Don’t listen to what a random person says, their feelings do not dictate mine. I only want you as my girlfriend and I already have our future planned out. I do not care that you are a baker over a historian. You have so much passion in your job and I love tasting everything you make. Teaching you history is a thing I cherish and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You are mine and I am yours.”
You smile big at his confession and throw yourself at him. Zhongli effortlessly catches you and hold you tight to him. You then whisper in his ear, “Thank you. I love you so much.” Zhongli then pulls back and places one hand on the back of your head pulling you into a slow and passionate kiss. After you two separate he whispers back, “I love you so much.”
Zhongli’s expression then hardened and turned back to look at Mei, “Say anything bad about her again and you’ll regret it. I never want to see you again.” Mei nods her head and walks away. Zhongli then turns back to you and smiles, “Let’s go home and have some ice cream. I will take your hanfu to the seamstress tomorrow to see if she can fix it.” He holds his hand out to you once again and you are quick to grab it. He leads you out to the venue back to his home to spend the rest of the night in peace.
The next day Zhongli came back to you with a fixed hanfu and a couple new ones.
#aventurine x reader#dr ratio x reader#gepard x reader#star rail x reader#hsr x reader#kazuha x reader#kinich x reader#zhongli x reader#genshin x reader#genshin impact x reader
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I was wondering if you could do a hyunju x fem!reader where the reader is pregnant and reader sees that Hyunju is alone in the second game so reader approaches her and they start a friendship and as time goes by they both fall in love ^^
𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞: 𝐁𝐮𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐧! -𝐇𝐜
|| 𝐂𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧-𝐣𝐮 𝐱 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭!𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
|| 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬!: 𝐂𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧-𝐣𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝.
|| 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧-𝐣𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝
|| 𝐀/𝐧: 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬! 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐲! Thank 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪! 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!
Here you were, competing in deadly children games for the sake of your own child. You never excepted your life to go down this path, you were a heir to a wealthy company. Going to collage abroad, studying medicine.
And yet, you're stuck here. Fearing your life every second of the day. Luckily, you were only two months pregnant unlike Junhee, so you didn't show like she did. So, you acted just like another normal girl competing at the games.
Though you were eating for two, so the food definitely didn't keep you calm and the one thing you waited for the whole day. Instead you laid in the uncomfortable bed, staring up. You laid there with a hand on your stomach, thinking of what to do with the money you received.
You'll get a little house in the provinces, probably build a farm, and take care of your baby. Even if it's only you taking care of her/him. Then a soft yet deep voice snapped you out of your thoughts. "Hi, uhm. We were teammates during the game earlier, remember?"
She was your teammate during the game, and you remember it so vividly, she was brave and strong, had good leadership skills, moving back to the 'strong' she is very strong, you had accidentally slipped on blood whilst moving, but with ease she lifted you up to continue on walking forward.
"Yeah." You nod your head with a smile as you sat up. "Well, we're all gathering there if you'd like to be with us. Just so nobody's alone. " She smiled while explaining. "Oh, yeah sure." You reluctantly agree standing up and walking with her towards the group.
You couldn't help but notice her lingering hand on your shoulder, a small smile on her lips as her eyes glance at you. A soft pink hue appearing on your cheeks as you notice that.
Upon reaching the group, the hand on your shoulder gets removed while she goes up the stairs. The group welcomes you in, the atmosphere easy and has no awkwardness whatsoever. But when the topic changes to you, the topic asking on why they entered the games.
"I-uhm." You shudder before saying in a quiet and soft tone; "I'm pregnant." The weight on your shoulder finally gets lifted as the secret finally comes out. "How many months are you in?" Geum-ja asks, her eyes filled with worry.
"I'm only two months in, so me being pregnant won't bring us down." You tell them with a smile. "Hopefully." You mutter under your breath. During the whole conversation, you could feel Hyun-ju's eyes watching your every move.
So, when the a voice announced that it was gonna be lights out in thirty minutes, the conversations was forced to stop. "Hey." Hyun-ju's voice called out to you from behind. "I think it's best if you sleep in my bed tonight. Don't worry I don't sleep."
She left no other options as her hand gripped your wrist in a firm yet soft grip, stopping you from moving. "Okay." You accepted nonetheless, walking with her towards her bed. "You don't have to do this, y'know."
"I know. But I have too. No one knows what they could do. Especially to you." You turn around in your bed, now facing her while she sits on the floor next to the bed. "You can lay down here..." You trail off, feeling a bit shy.
"With me." Her eyes slightly widen at that before glancing at your blushing state. "Are you sure?" She asks turning to look at you. "Mhm." You hum with a soft nod, moving your body so she can have space, patting the space in front of you.
She slowly moved to lay down next to you, carefully as to not accidentally hurt you or cause you discomfort. "Am I hurting you? Are you okay?" She asked with a worried tone, which only caused you to laugh.
"You're only laying you're head on my arm, I'll be fine." You lightly chuckle to ease the atmosphere between you. Instead of sleeping you could only admire how beautiful she looked underneath the dim lights, and how she still had a protective hold over you by her arm draped over your waist. Even if it's a small thing, you somehow still felt more protected than you did on the outside world.
And when you were already sleeping that's when she woke up, due to her military training she's gotten used to waking up very early in the morning. She didn't notice at first, how your hand lightly gripped her bicep, scared that she'll leave you. And that how her arm was still draped on your waist that you didn't bother to move or brush off. She only continued to look at you, not wanting to move at all, brushing a hair off your face to pulling up the blanket to cover you.
And that's how she fell for you, as for you? You knew the moment you first saw her. You knew she was the one, the one who will help you raise your child. And that's what the both of you are doing right know, you carried your baby in your arms while she prepared her milk.
Yes, it's a girl.
The both of you won, alongside with your close friends. And luckily Junhee gave birth successfully, it scared you a little that you're gonna be next to go through that but, after was amazing. Spending months miserable to birth something so beautiful, it was poetic.
three months in, and a little baby bump was finally showing. Though, you couldn't be more confused, is it because you just ate or is it because of the baby.
and that's the month she demanded you to stop working. Now, she was the one working outside your shared apartment. Yet, she was still the same sweet and gentle person you know. Four months in, your baby bump got a little bigger. So, now she holds it in her hands every chance she gets. Hugging you from behind whilst you cook, cuddling with you in bed, and sitting on the sofa, all of those moments, she had her hand on your baby bump, that's also the month you told everyone else that you were pregnant, so now you get free kimchi every week from Geum-ja.
Five months in, and that's when your baby starts to kick. And every time, she does, you call Hyun-ju. And yes, it's a baby girl. And when the first time she feels her kicking, she sobbed into you shoulder for a straight hour, like she's the pregnant one. Geum-ja and Junhee decoded it was best to spend their mornings and evenings with you, so they'll be there if you need anything. Considering they've gone through it already, Junhee more recently.
Six months in, the baby's kicks become more frequent, and you start to crave more weirder foods. You suggested for Hyun-ju to just stay with you all day and quit her job, but she said she's saving up for her collage. That's when you sobbed into her shoulder, whispering-yelling thank you's and words of praise to her.
Seven months in, that's when your emotions took a sharp turn, your hormones kicking in every minute. She gets tired of it sure, but she loves you more than anything. And that includes waking up in the midnight just to go out and buy your craving. Only to return to you, already fast asleep.
Eight months passed by like a breeze, your baby bump was definitely showing more than ever, and you looked so cute, despite your hair and clothes being disheveled most of the time. She starts talking to the baby bump, while your fast asleep, talking about how beautiful her mother is, and how great she is.
Nine months in, and that's the month you waited for, the whole time. It was near your due-date, and she's already got everything packed, baby blanket, yours and her clothes, baby clothes that were sent by Junhee, and most importantly her strength.
the due-date day, was the hardest fight Hyun-ju ever fought, hands were gripped tightly, curses spilled from your mouth, and a birth was witnessed. So, when it was your turn to give birth, everyone who survived came to support you and Hyun-ju, so, now you're living in Thailand, peacefully with your soon-to-be wife. And a four-year old daughter. You're life was complete.
#cho hyun ju x reader#cho hyunju x reader#player 120 x reader#squid game x reader#squid game#hyun ju x reader#player 120
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some ideas for you (if you want them) <3
brothers bff!thanos who has been secretly fucking you for years and is always threatening to tell on you two to your brother whenever you’re being a brat but you always beg him not to because you don’t want your little secret to end (and then of course you have to *thank him* for not telling)
or!
reader and thanos have an only fans and they keep getting recognized for it (whether that be in the games or just in public) and people always say gross stuff to you and it makes you sad :( (this could end up being smut or angst or fluff or any combo tbh)
or!
you’re broke and the only place you can afford to rent is a room in some dude named thanos’s house… the first few months are chill but he keeps stealing your undies (he’s not at all slick about it) and whenever he asks you to come watch shows with him in the living room he sticks his hand down your pants (never actually *doing* anything but just to show you that he can)… then finally you realize you’re not gonna be able to pay rent this month and he just smiles because there are other forms of payment :) (this one could be headcannons or an actual story)
Okay cuz why did these actually eat hello?? Thank u sm noonie i've been yearning for ideas!! i'll try to do all of these, no promises though might end up procrastinating :/
Sealed deal
Pairings: pervy landlord!thanos x fem!reader
Tw: p in v, unprotected sex (rmbr to wrap it before you tap it), dry humping, mentions of drug usage, language
You had been financially struggling for a long time, you didn't have a place of your own to stay at. Though your friend let you live with her for 2 weeks, she eventually told you she couldn't let you live with her any longer. And you understood that, you were living with her free of charge and she had to cover for your expenses. She had to buy twice the amount of food and the electricity and water bills would come in double the cost due to you living with her. She was also struggling and so she had to do what she had to do. You did have a job, which paid minimum wage. Seeing your condition your friend suggested that you could live with one of her friend's, but you'd have to pay monthly rent of course. At first you weren't very fond of the idea since her said friend was a male but it was the only one thing you could afford right now. You turned up her offer and moved in with her friend.
His appearance was questionable but you had no other choice than to adjust. he wasn't really living lavish but his financial status was above average, he made his money off of his meaningless raps. At first living with him was easy, he didn't really bother you since he was always too busy doing drugs or trying to come up with new rap lyrics or he'd just be outside with his friends. But after 2 or 3 months, you noticed that alot of your panties went missing. At first you shook it off thinking they got lost, but too many of them had gone missing. And ofcourse the culprit was the man that lived with you. He gave 0 fucks about hiding it too, you could walk into his bedroom and you'd find your panties laying on his bed. You just took them back without confronting him about it, trying to ignore the fact that the man you lived with and will be living with for a good while was a pervert.
As time went on, interactions between you two became more frequent. He'd ask you to join him on the couch at times, though you'd always hesitate before you went because everytime you did he'd sneak touches to your thighs or brush his arm against your tit and call it an accident. He'd shove his hands down your pants, letting it rest against your clothed pussy as he watched your shift uncomfortably, at times he'd press his palm harder against your core. You didn't really say anything, well, more like you couldn't because you knew if you protested against him he could kick you right out. You tolerated his panty stealing habit until you found one of your panties covered in some slimey substance. You instantly dropped it when you realized that slimey gooey substance was his cum. You wanted to get out of here as soon as possible but you knew you couldn't.
You spent half the money you earned from working your ass off on clothes and other necessities, forgetting to save some for rent. You realized you were short on rent money and panic set it. Maybe you could ask thanos to give you one more month and pay off your rent after you earn more, but you knew thanos wasn't that generous or sympathetic. Later that evening he approached you and you just stood there hoping he'd forgot about the rent. "Hey, y'know its time to pay up right? Come on" he sticks his hand out, expecting you to hand him money. You chew your lower lip before gathering up the courage to speak. "U-uhm right so.. im short on money right now but could you please just give me one more month? I promise i'll pay full by next month" you heart was thumping in your chest, waiting for his response. He just looked at you and gave you a smile. His expression was unreadable, you couldn't really tell if his smile meant a yes or no. He stepped closer to you, towering over you as he leaned in "it doesn't work that way senõrita, now does it?" His breath fanned over your ear before he stepped back. You started fiddling with your fingers, growing more and more anxious about what you could do.
"I don't have the money on me, i really cant do anything about that, you have to understand, please." You pleaded hoping he'd show some mercy and let it slide this time. He rubbed his chin acting like he was thinking "hmm.. you could do one thing though.." his tone suggestive. "A-and what could that be..?" You saw right through his intentions, you knew what kind of man he was. He scanned your body up and down, practically eye-fucking you. Your body tensed at the way he looked at you. "Come on, don't act all innocent doll. Y'know what im talking about." He smirked at you and you just bit your lip. You knew exactly what he meant, he wanted you to pay with your body and you knew he had you cornered. You bunched up your shirt in your fists and just simply nodded, giving him a greenlight to do whatever he wanted to you. He was quick to jump at you, you fell back and landed on the couch as he eagerly started kissing you, almost devouring you whole. You just laid there, letting it happen as he caged you in. His hands were roaming around your body eagerly, exploring your skin like theres no tomorrow. He roughly squeezed your breast as his mouth never left yours, you moaned into his mouth making him shove his tongue deeper down your throat. He pulled away from you, panting as a string of saliva connected your mouths. You looked anywhere but at him, not wanting to see his face as he took advantage of you. He cupped your cheek and made you look at him, his thumb tracing your bottom lip as he started grinding his bulge against your clothed sex.
"Do you feel that? Feel how hard you make me?" His voice was raspy and breathy as he rubbed his groin against your crotch. You tried supressing your moans by biting your lip, trying not to give him the enjoyment of this situation. He rolled his hips and you could feel his hard throbbing cock through his sweats and of course he wasn't wearing boxers. His movements came to a halt and he started pulling his sweats down. "Undress." It was a command not a question. You did as you were told and took off your clothes while he did the same.
You two were skin to skin now, his naked form on top of yours. He looked down at you, admiring every inch of your bare body. "Fuck i can't believe you've been hiding this gorgeous body of yours from me since months." He chuckled as he spread your thighs apart further and positioned himself between you. He ran his cock up and down your slit before tapping the head on your clit a few times, earning a moan from you. Your moan gave him a head start as he began pushing his tip in, resulting in you biting your fist. He was bigger than you thought and the stretch made you want to scream. You let out a pained whimper as he began slowly pushing each inch into your tight pussy, splitting you apart on his cock with each inch. He let out a groan as he bottomed down, he was kind enough to give you time to adjust before he began rocking his hips gently. You covered your mouth with your hand trying to stop the moans that were forcefully pulled out of your throat. You hated the fact that it felt so fucking good, his fat head grazing your G spot with each thrust. He cooed and peeled your hand away from your mouth "c'mon dont hide those moans from me now, i needa hear how good i make you feel" he said as he dipped his head down, planting rough kisses to your neck. He started thrusting his hips into you faster, his dick slammed in and out of you. Your hands instantly flew to his hair, tugging on it as he bit down on your neck. He marked your neck before licking the bite mark "look at you taking dick like a good girl" his breathing heavy as he pulled away from your neck to admire your face.
The way your lips parted and tears pricked your eyes made his cock throb inside you. He pulled all the way out till only his head was in before ramming his dick back into you, aggressively fucking his cock into you as he watched your tits bounce with each of his thrusts. The sight before him made him almost lose control and cum right then. He eagerly stuck his hand between the both of you and started messily rubbing your clit. He was eager to make you cum, he wanted you to cover his dick in your cum. Your back arched as your nails dug into his back as he began rubbing your clit. Feeling tension build up in your stomach, you felt yourself getting closer with each of his thrusts. He felt your walls spasm around his cock, noticing that you were about to cum "gonna make a mess all over my cock princess? Go ahead, cum on my fucking dick like the little whore you are" he lifted up one of your legs to get a better angle, his dick pounding into you deeper now. After a few thrusts, you came undone on his cock. Your body fell limp beneath him as he kept snapping his hips into yours. His hips stuttered as he came closer to release. With one swift thrust, he burried himself deep inside you. Painting your insides white with his cum.
He collapsed on top of you, both of you trying to catch your breaths. He pulled out his now soft dick, watching in awe as his cum gushed out of your used cunt. "Payment succesful"
#choi su bong#player 230#squid game#thanos#thanos smut#thanos squid game#thanos x fem reader#thanos x reader#squid game 2
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hii!! i love your work! i would like to request head-canons with a reader who is an ex cop (could be from the same reason as jun ho, as they failed to investigate the mysterious island) but this time, they’re actually able to infiltrate into the games. you can do separate characters for gi hun, in ho, dae ho, thanos, and nam gyu?!
Squid Game Boys if You Were Undercover in the Games
Paring: Seong Gi-hun, Hwang In-ho, Kang Dae-ho, Choi Su-bong (Thanos), Nam-gyu x fem!Reader (Separate)
Warnings: Drugs
A/n: I hope I understood this correctly, Anon, it's a very cool one! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
~🍡🍡
Hwang In-ho:
This would be very interesting indeed
Since he's also an undercover spy-esc. type, he might not even notice if you act suspicious in that type because he's covering up himself
but he also seems smart enough to figure it out
he would admire your bravery, if so, and originally planned to shut you down once he thought you'd had enough fun
but there was something about the way you looked at him sometimes that made him pause
it took him a while to realise he actually liked you, and the thought didn't exactly comfort him
you guys would play a game of tag in the dark, jumping around the fact that you're on opposing sides of a growing war
and you'd both pretend you knew nothing so you could be friendly guilt-free
he wouldn't hesitate at the chance to save your life, unlike he would for many other "friends"
he's very protective and defensive of you anytime anyplace
if anyone even thought of hurting you, pray for them fr
he's almost ashamed to admit to himself that he cares about you, but the thought hardly crosses his mind when met with false hatred for you instead.
(or what he calls hatred)
Seong Gi-hun (s2):
You knew he could use all the help he could get, and he seemed almost too kind to be in this place
and you knew you could use all the help you could get as well
so you didn't have to think long on it to decide to tell him what you knew
he trusts you, for sure
he's also protective of you, trying his best to ensure your safety even though that's a hard ask
and you protect him too, to the best of your abilities
you both have a common goal, too, and that helps with the bonding
speaking of
you two would bond pretty well imo, sharing your stories and fears with each other at night
he's not very confident in terms of romance, and he'd probably miss most of your hints because he's so used to people never glancing his way
but eventually he would understand
if not your feelings, then his own
and he would probably confess to you by like either exploding a bunch of words out of his mouth that are hardly understandable, or very quietly and clearly, like he's sharing a secret with you
Kang Dae-ho:
If you told him he would be so impressed, let's be honest here
literally star-struck, because an undercover ex-cop is the sickest thing ever??
and not to mention he definitely already admires you
he wants to know everything about your investigation and your backstory
he feels very safe with you, but still holds himself to the standard of defending you if he needs to
you'll probably have to make the first move unless you can boost his ego a little more because like I said, he thinks you're way too cool for him
you would do your best to help him, and he does the same for you
which really makes you two a crazy power couple because when you guys really link up you're unstoppable
I just know yall would devour in the riot omg
he loves loves loves you, and he loves talking to you about all the police stuff you do and his time in the military
Choi Su-bong (Thanos):
It's an understatement to say you were wary of him, and even more wary of telling him your reasons for being here
but it's not like he would notice anything weird, so you'll be alright
you were trying to keep a low profile, but Thanos didn't intend to just let a pretty girl like you get away
He tried his usual charms, and whether or not they worked is... irrelevant... 🤭
anyways
you joined his group because you thought it gave you safety, but that didn't stop Thanos from trying to win you over
after your suspicions died down, he seemed pretty genuine
so you told him your story, and he listened
he told you he'd try to help you, but neither of you know if he could really help that much
but he definitely respected you more after that
and nobody dares to mess with Thanos's girl, but if they did, you know he'd handle it
he thinks of you as a close friend as well, and he trusts you more after you tell him you're undercover
he would want to tell Nam-gyu, but he wouldn't if you didn't want him to
he would think it's hot lmao
he'd be like, "So you're a super secret spy? cool, cool. Where's your earpiece?"
"bro"
"Hm?"
it overall wouldn't really affect how he treats you, but your relationship would sift, probably for the better
Nam-gyu:
Depending on how you met, he would be really gentle with you imo
he's really nice with thanos (though he claims it's for the drugs)
so I think if he liked you he would really like you
we know he's very touchy and probably protective of you
but when you tell him your real story, he's flabbergasted
I mean sure, it makes sense, but what??
his perfect wife? (he's known you 4 days)
he's very proud of it
will probably yap to everyone about it, sadly
you'll really have to hold him back, if you can
he'd say he wants to hear about it but hed probably lose interest lmao
but he'll ask you late at night, and you two will talk for a while about your lives
he'd say he's ashamed of his life currently, and that you have so much more potential
you'd have to comfort him and tell him it's okay
also, please comfort him when he takes drugs from thanos because they make him pretty anxious sometimes
and he just wants to be with you, so hold him ♡
protects you but also knows you can handle yourself, just give him this
Sorry, I'm posting really slow but all the req will be out once I get on that grind ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
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BABY BUMP | teen pregnancy series
Synopsis. after revealing your pregnancy to your boyfriend a few weeks passed and you finally realize the baby bump is here o.o
characters (all separated): tsukishima, kenma, kageyama wc.x words aprox. | genre. pure fluff !|cw/tags. fluff, teen pregnancy, baby bumps. teen pregnancy series masterlists here!
important ! im sorry y'all, i promise in working on the other guys too, btw you can check out the teen preg. masterlist to get a little spoiler over the next chapters <3
Kenma
It was a quiet afternoon after school. Kenma had just finished a round of gaming in the clubroom, and you were both sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall as you chatted. You had been trying to keep your pregnancy low-key for the past few weeks, but the signs had become undeniable. The nausea had subsided, but a deep sense of exhaustion still lingered, and you found yourself eating more often.
You hadn’t thought much about it until recently—until now.
Kenma was fiddling with his phone, looking over some stats for an upcoming game, when you stood up suddenly. The simple act of standing made you realize something had changed. You placed a hand on your lower abdomen, feeling the slight roundness there.
“Kenma,” you said softly, your voice laced with hesitation.
He looked up from his phone, the usual nonchalance in his eyes, but something in your tone made him pause. “What’s up?”
You shifted uncomfortably on your feet, lifting your hoodie slightly to reveal your growing belly. You hadn’t really noticed the change until today, when the fit of your clothes felt tighter. Your stomach now had a visible curve, small but undeniably there.
Kenma’s gaze immediately shifted to your stomach, his eyes widening slightly as he absorbed what you were showing him. He blinked twice, his mind catching up with the situation.
“I think… it’s growing,” you said quietly, trying to keep your emotions in check. The reality of it was becoming more and more real every day, and now, seeing the bump clearly, it was like a weight settling in your chest.
Kenma didn’t say anything at first, his gaze still fixed on your stomach. He seemed lost in thought, his fingers twitching as if unsure whether to touch or not. You waited in silence, your heart racing.
Finally, he spoke, his voice soft but steady. “Yeah… it is.” He reached out cautiously, his hand hovering near your waist before gently placing it on the curve of your abdomen. The warmth of his hand felt reassuring. “It’s really happening, huh?”
You nodded, swallowing hard. “I… didn’t think it would show so soon.” The reality of being a first-year high school student and carrying a child was overwhelming, and now, your body was unmistakably reminding you of the responsibility ahead.
Kenma’s eyes softened as he looked at you. “It’s okay,” he said, his voice quieter than usual. “We’ll figure it out. You’re not alone in this.” His hand rested more comfortably on your stomach, as though offering silent support.
You smiled, trying to steady your breathing. Despite the nerves and uncertainty that loomed over you both, his steady presence always calmed you. Even though this was a huge change for both of you, you felt a sense of calm in knowing that Kenma was there by your side.
“Yeah, we will,” you agreed, your voice growing more confident.
For a moment, there was nothing but the soft sound of your breathing, the quiet stillness of the room, and the warmth of Kenma’s hand. The world outside seemed distant, and for now, it was just the two of you, facing the next steps together.
Tsukishima
It had been a few months since that day. Things weren’t perfect—far from it—but Tsukishima was trying. He showed up to appointments, asked questions about the baby’s development, and even begrudgingly helped pick out a crib.
Today, though, everything felt ordinary. The two of you had agreed to spend the afternoon together, sorting through some of the baby things Yamaguchi had been helping you collect.
You were in the kitchen, struggling to reach something on the top shelf. Tsukishima, standing nearby with his usual unimpressed expression, sighed and walked over.
“Couldn’t you have just asked me?” he muttered, grabbing the item with ease.
“Maybe I like the challenge,” you shot back, though the slight smirk on your lips gave you away.
As you turned to set the item down, the hem of your shirt caught on the edge of the counter, riding up slightly. Tsukishima’s sharp eyes caught the sight instantly.
“Wait.” His voice stopped you in your tracks.
“What?”
He motioned for you to stay still, his expression shifting as he stepped closer. For a moment, he simply stared at you, and you followed his gaze downward. That’s when you noticed it—a subtle curve below your navel that hadn’t been there before.
Your heart skipped a beat.
“Oh…” you whispered, placing a hand over the small bump.
Tsukishima’s hand hesitated, hovering near yours. “Can I…?”
You nodded, and he carefully placed his palm over the swell of your stomach. His hand was warm, and the touch was so gentle it made your chest ache.
“It’s real,” he murmured, almost to himself. “I mean, I knew it was real, but… this…”
You watched his face as he stared at your stomach. The usual sharpness in his features softened, replaced by an emotion you couldn’t quite place.
“It’s weird,” he finally admitted, though his tone lacked its usual bite. “In a good way, I think.”
You laughed softly, resting your hand over his. “Yeah. Weird in a good way.”
For a moment, the two of you stood there in silence, the weight of the moment settling over you.
“Do you think it’ll kick soon?” he asked, his voice quieter than usual.
“Maybe. It’s still early, though.”
He nodded, his thumb brushing over the fabric of your shirt absentmindedly. “I don’t know if I’m ready for this,” he admitted. “But I want to be. For you. For… them.”
Your chest tightened at his words. “You’re doing better than you think, Kei.”
He glanced up at you, meeting your eyes. “You think so?”
“I know so.”
His lips quirked into a small smile—a rare, genuine one that made your heart swell.
“Thanks,” he said simply, his gaze flickering back to your stomach. “I guess we’re really doing this, huh?”
“Yeah,” you said, a smile tugging at your lips. “We are.”
Tsukishima leaned down slightly, his hand still resting on your stomach. “Alright, kid,” he said, his voice softer than you’d ever heard it. “Don’t make this too hard on your mom, okay?”
You couldn’t help but laugh, tears pricking at your eyes. In that moment, despite all the challenges ahead, you knew you wouldn’t be facing them alone.
And as Tsukishima stood there, his hand protectively over your growing bump, you knew he was starting to believe it too.
Kageyama
It had been weeks since Kageyama promised to try. He hadn’t been perfect — far from it, actually. There were still moments he’d retreat into himself, overwhelmed by fear of the unknown. But he was showing up, and that mattered more than anything.
One afternoon, the two of you were walking home together after school. It was unusually quiet between you, but not uncomfortably so. The crisp autumn air rustled the leaves, and the faint scent of baked goods from a nearby café filled the air.
Kageyama glanced at you, noting how bundled up you were in your oversized hoodie. “Aren’t you hot?” he asked, gesturing to the layers you had on.
You shook your head, pulling the hoodie tighter around yourself. “No, I’m fine. It’s cozy.”
He frowned slightly. “You’ve been wearing that a lot lately.”
You hesitated, unsure how to explain it. It had been getting harder to hide the small swell of your stomach. You hadn’t mentioned it to him yet, partly because you were still processing it yourself. But his sharp gaze caught your hesitation.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, stopping in his tracks. His tone wasn’t accusatory — just concerned.
“Nothing,” you replied quickly, but your voice betrayed you. You tugged at the hem of your hoodie, avoiding his eyes.
Kageyama stepped in front of you, effectively blocking your path. “Y/N,” he said firmly, his blue eyes narrowing. “Tell me.”
You sighed, realizing there was no escaping this. Slowly, you lifted the hem of your hoodie just enough to reveal the gentle curve of your belly. “It’s… starting to show,” you said softly, your voice barely above a whisper.
Kageyama’s eyes widened as he stared at the small bump. He didn’t say anything at first, and the silence was deafening. His hand twitched at his side, like he wanted to reach out but didn’t know if he should.
“Tobio?” you prompted nervously. “Say something…”
He blinked, finally snapping out of his daze. “That’s… our baby?” His voice was quiet, almost reverent.
“Yeah,” you said, your cheeks heating up. “It’s real now, huh?”
Kageyama hesitated for a moment before lifting a shaky hand toward your stomach. “Can I…?”
You nodded, holding your breath as his hand gently rested on your belly. His touch was hesitant, as if he was afraid he might hurt you or the baby. But then his fingers relaxed, and he let out a quiet breath.
“It’s… warm,” he muttered, his brows furrowed in concentration. He stared at your bump like it was the most fascinating thing in the world. “I didn’t think it would feel… like this.”
You couldn’t help but smile at his awe-struck expression. “It’s not kicking or anything yet. But soon, maybe.”
He nodded, his lips pressing into a thin line. You could see the gears turning in his head, the weight of the situation sinking in even deeper. But then he looked up at you, his eyes filled with a quiet determination.
“I’ll do better,” he said firmly. “For both of you.”
You placed your hand over his, resting on your belly. “You’re already doing better, Tobio.”
The two of you stood there for a moment longer, the world around you fading away. For the first time, the future didn’t feel quite as scary.
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american teenagers — ii.
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the sun was dipping low behind the trees, bathing the trailer park in shades of orange and gold. sunsets had always made you happy— and for a rundown old place like the trailerpark, it sure had some beautiful views. the smell of smoke from merle’s bonfire filled the air, mingling with the sounds of harsh laughter and musing blaring from the open windows of his beat up truck. his so called “party” was in full swing, with half the trailer park and a few strangers from who knows where hanging around, holding onto beers and swapping stories.
you sat on the hood of an abandoned truck— one of the many rusted vehicles that had been left to rot in the trailer park —the metal warm from the sun and sipping a beer that was already a little too warm for your liking. daryl was leaning against the front fender, a cigarette in one hand and a beer in the other, absentmindedly flicking ash onto the ground.
“your brother sure knows how to throw a classy event,” you teased, lowly gesturing towards the chaos. someone had already started yelling about a card game gone wrong, and a couple of merle’s friends were attempting to set up a wrestling match on the grass.
daryl snorted, taking a drag. “yeah, real high society,” he muttered, his tone dry. you had always noticed that daryl had never been the biggest fan of merle’s friends, and you didn’t blame him. you weren’t either. but you noticed how tense he was whenever they were around.
despite the rowdiness, there was a comfort in being here with daryl. you two had a way of carving out your own little bubble, even amidst the noise. he leaned closer, his shoulder brushing against your knee as he moved to place his beer on the hood beside you.
“you gonna stick around long?” he asked, his voice low, almost lost under the sound of someone revving a dirt bike.
“depends. you plan on staying sober enough to walk me three steps home?” you teased, though you knew daryl never drank much at these things. one of you had to be the responsible one, and it was almost always him.
“guess that means i’m stuck babysitting,” he chuckled softly, a faint smirk tugging at his lips.
you rolled your eyes but couldn’t help the smile that formed on your features.
as the night wore on, the crowd around the fire grew rowdier. the air filled with the sounds of loud laughter, hollering, and the occasional crackle of a beer can tossed into the flames. you hopped off the truck hood, brushing your shorts off.
“i’m grabbing another drink,” you told daryl, gesturing towards the cooler by the fire. “you want anything?”
“nah,” he shook his head, but his eyes flicked to the crowd near the bonfire, his posture shifting slightly like he was already on guard. “hurry up, though. this crowd aint exactly sunday school.”
you rolled your eyes but waved him off, weaving your way through the small group of people. you had grown up around events like this, and you were definitely fiery enough to hold yourself. as you reached the cooler and bent down to grab a beer, a hand landed on your waist. the grip was firm, too firm, and when you straightened up, one of merle’s friends was standing way too close.
“hey there, sweetheart,” he drawled, his breath reeking of whiskey and cigarettes. his grin was wide, too much teeth, and his hand trailed up your arm now, tightening it’s grip around your forearm. “haven’t seen a pretty face like you ‘round much. you merle’s little sister or somethin’?”
you tensed, trying to pull your arm away, but his grip only tightened. “not his sister,” you said sharply, giving your arm another tug. “now let go.”
“aww, don’t be like that,” he slurred, leaning in closer. “just tryin’ to be friendly.” but you knew he meant anything but friendly.
your pulse quickened and disgust rose in your chest as you glanced around for an escape, but the guy was blocking your path. before you could muster a response, there was a sharp, familiar voice behind you.
“she said let go.”
daryl.
he appeared out of nowhere, but you knew he most likely had been keeping an eye on you. his presence was like a storm as he stepped between you and the man. his hand shot out, grabbing the guy’s wrist and wrenching it off your arm with a force that made him stumble back.
the guy’s, still nameless— though you could care less— expression twisted with drunken indignation. “what the hell’s your problem, dixon?” he snarled, puffing up like he had any chance of intimidating daryl.
“my problem’s with you touchin’ her,” daryl snapped, his voice low and threatening. “you’re gonna back the hell off, or i’ll make you.”
the guy laughed, a hollow, ugly sound. “oh yeah? you gonna make me?” he teased, imitating a baby voice as he shoved daryl’s shoulder. a stupid move if there ever was one.
daryl didn’t waste a second. his fist shot out, connecting with the other male’s jaw, a sickening crack sounding through. the man staggered, but didn’t go down, swinging wildly in retaliation. his fist hit daryl’s shoulder, but it wasn’t enough to phase him.
daryl grabbed the guy by the front of his shirt, slamming him into the side of an old truck. the sound reverberated through the air, and the party came to a screeching halt as everyone tuned in their attention to watch.
“think you’re real tough, huh?” the man spat, blood dripping from his split lip. he swung again, but daryl ducked, driving his knee into the guy’s stomach and sending him crumpling to the ground.
“get the hell up,” daryl growled, though his boot pressing square into the man’s chest said otherwise, his voice ice cold.
the man groaned, trying to push himself up, but daryl pressed his foot down harder, fists clenched at his sides, ready for more.
“daryl!” you shouted, stepping forward and grabbing his arm. “stop, he’s done!”
for a moment, you weren’t sure he had even heard you. his chest was heaving, eyes blazing with rage as he stared down at the man. but then he turned to you, and the tension in his body seemed to drain away almost instantly.
“you okay?” he asked, his voice softer now, but his gaze didn’t waver from yours.
“i’m fine,” you said, your voice shaky but sure.
“good,” he muttered, his attention snapping back to the man still trapped under his foot. “stay the hell away from her, you hear me?” he spits, finally releasing the man from being trapped.
the man nodded weakly, coughing and wiping blood from his mouth as he crawled away, clutching his stomach.
merle’s laugh broke the silence, loud and obnoxious. “that’s my baby brother!” he hollered, clapping his hands. “knew you had it somewhere in ya!”
daryl ignored him, his focus still on you. “c’mon,” he said, nodding his head in a direction away from everyone else. “let’s get outta here.”
he didn’t wait for an answer, his hand brushing your arm as he led you away from the fire and the stares. your heart was pounding, but not just from the fight. the way daryl had looked at you— protective, furious, and something else entirely —lingered in your mind as you followed him towards your trailer, vacant from anyone else.
as the both of you reached the small porch, you glanced at him, noticing his red knuckles and tight jaw.
“thank you, daryl,” you spoke softly, looking up at him.
he glanced at you, his expression softening for just a moment. “ain’t nothin’,” he muttered, but the way he gripped the door handle before pushing it open told you it was more than that. and as you stepped inside, the noise of the party faded behind you, the silence almost jarring after the chaos outside.
you sank onto the couch, still somewhat shaken, and daryl stood near the door, arms crossed over his chest, tension radiating from him.
“why’d you do it?” you asked softly, breaking the silence.
he glanced at you, his brow furrowing. “what do you mean?”
“why’d you step in like that? you didn’t have to go that far.”
for a long moment, he didn’t answer. his gaze locked onto the floor, his jaw working like he was trying to figure out the words occupying his brain. finally, he met your eyes, and there was something raw in his expression.
“i don’t know,” he admitted, his voice low and almost hesitant. “i just— i had to. couldn’t stand seein’ him touchin’ you like that.”
the honesty in his voice hit you like a punch to the chest, a for a moment, all you could do was stare at him.
“daryl…” you started, but the words caught in your throat.
he shifted, looking uncomfortable under your gaze, but he didn’t move to leave. “you’re all i got,” he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. “ain’t gonna let nobody mess with you.”
your chest tightened, and you felt the sting of tears you didn’t want to shed. instead of speaking, you stood up, making your way over to him and wrapping your arms around his torso, squeezing tightly. “thanks,” you spoke softly, the word carrying more weight than you could put into it.
he didn’t say anything, but you felt him nod his head as his arms wrapped around your figure, holding you close. and in that quiet moment, the unspoken connection between you felt louder than anything else.
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Y'all, I hate to say it, but if you're reading romance books by rapid release romance authors from the past two years, there is a really high chance that unless they've made an explicit statement saying they're NOT using ChatGPT in the process of writing their books, chances are really high that they are.
There are many many FB groups for professional authors (like 'Gen-AI for Authors') where authors literally compile ways to use Gen-AI to do as little writing as possible, to get as much bang for their buck. Authors who were used to using ghost-writers are now no longer paying them the small bucks and going to ChatGPT instead. (To say nothing of Gen-AI and book covers). (To say nothing of Gen-AI and audiobook readings, Audible doesn't allow them, but everywhere else pretty much does).
The only difference between this and other situations is that this author got caught because they got fucking lazy. But I guarantee you that if you're a voracious romance reader you're now also a voracious Gen-AI romance reader. It's truly dystopian out there, right now (*stares at US politics and tries hard to stay on topic*).
I had to leave quite a few professional author groups last year because unlike the fine arts, so many pro authors are so incredibly pro Gen-AI. I think romance is the worst for it, because that's where rapid release (like the 20booksto50k method) really gets pushed hard in romance writing circles. And of course not everyone is doing it, and if you're particularly savvy, you might have already been able to tell when you're reading just weirdly slightly overwritten romance novels and had a 'hmmm is this...? I think this might be at least slightly influenced by Gen-AI.'
If the plots seem more generic, if the character voices are more generic, if the paragraphs are more generic, if it's all a bit more weirdly overwritten check a) when that author started publishing and b) what the quality of their work was like pre-2023.
And don't be afraid to point blank ask authors if they can declare their works Gen-AI free. Most authors are on socials now. Though be careful, many are encouraging each other to lie in FB groups about it, even saying things like 'readers don't have a right to know if I use Gen-AI it has nothing to do with them.'
So y'know.
This author got caught. Silly author. The vast majority of them aren't getting caught. And a huge amount of that bunch are favourable to lying to their readers and to Amazon's little 'declare that you used AI in making this' ticky box.
(Also please know that a not insignificant amount (i.e. easily thousands) of rapid release romance writers never cared about the craft of writing, and they only care about gaming the algorithm and making the big bucks. There are six figure romance authors who could not give less of a shit about the quality of their writing, and only care about KU page reads, because even 50 page reads of a terrible novel is still going to equal way way more dollars if their marketing is really good.
This is not all pro romance authors of course!! I'm a romance author, I know a lot of romance authors feeling like they're drowning in this right now. Any romance writer releasing one book a year is - if in professional circles - getting weird looks from their peers for not releasing a novel a month. Rapid release romance authors have among some of the highest burnout rates if they sincerely love writing, and if they don't, they have zero issues turning to ChatGPT and lying to their readers about it.)
Like, we have books in the bestseller lists with Gen-AI covers, Gen-AI content, Gen-AI plots, Gen-AI characters and Gen-AI dialogue. Non-fiction and romance are two of the worst genres for this. Be careful, get educated, hold authors accountable, and remember, the only thing that's unusual about this author is not that they used ChatGPT at all, it's that they got caught.
#on writing#authors and chatGPT is a curse upon the land honestly#it has absolutely shattered many of the FB groups that before were#more interested in talking about the craft or at least SEO#or hacking Amazon ads lmao#and now it's just...#like i have lost count of how many Gen-AI favourable pro author groups there are#but it's enough to make you really depressed if you're a) a pro author#with an ethical backbone#or b) a reader of pro authors#who also happens to have an ethical backbone#also pour one out for all the pro authors i know who quit last year#because they understandably felt like they couldn't keep up#and all the authors and pseuds that rose up in their place#to flood the market with ChatGPT nonsense
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Adorable Too
TfP Bumblebee x Reader
Word Count: 1,783
Summary: You're all too infatuated with a certain yellow mech, much to his initial confusion to your change in attitude.
Song choices <3
> Fool - Frankie Cosmos
> Glue Song - Beabadoobee
You weren't sure how long exactly you had these feelings for, but after discovering them as of recent, they've never left your mind since.
You can only pray that your revelation of admiration to a specific scout hasn't resulted in any noticeable changes in your behavior. Once you came to the conclusion (after catching yourself shamelessly fawning over him in silence during a most recent mission), like a hopeless coward you did.. absolutely nothing about it. You considered limiting visits to the base to lessen the chances of making a fool of yourself, but that might've looked more suspicious if anything.
So, here you are, at the autobot base trying desperately too hard to push down the feelings and pretend that you didn't discover anything major about yourself in the past few days.
It was proving very difficult with Bumblebee standing right behind the designated human-sized couch you, Raf, and Miko were all sitting on, the other two competing against each other in some racing game and completely oblivious to your internal battle. Their game was the last thing you could pay attention to; his presence being right there had you feel like your back was on fire, any sitting position you readjusted to never felt comfortable enough for longer than ten seconds, a lingering sense of uncomfortable insecurity engulfed your every move as you couldn't help but constantly think of the possibility of him just perceiving you. Crazy to think that a couple days ago you never would've thought twice about minute things like where your hands should be resting, whether your hair was in the way or a mess, or both. What's the battle, the struggle, one might ask? It's being on a couch.
You've never had an issue sitting on a couch before--you would swear on it, ..right now just wasn't a great example of that.
After realizing that maybe your sitting is a little too rigid for what's meant to be and is a casual hangout between friends, you silently take a breath and slowly but surely start to lean back to meet with the comfortable plush of the couch.
Though, rather than being met with the couch, instead your back made contact with the scout's servos.
Instantly, as if a shock was sent throughout your body, you flinched forward in surprise, disconnecting the contact immediately. You noticed the spot on your back that unintentionally touched his hand felt the hottest, almost as if it were a burn; nothing bad, just in the sense of an overwhelming warmth.
A whir in the tone of a question sounded from the scout behind you, and in quick thinking you tried to play off your unexpected reaction in a continued swing to hoist yourself up from the couch. Reaching your hands above your head, you gave out the pressure in your lower back in a satisfying stretch, not realizing the words he was saying.
"Uh- ..Sorry about that, Bee. Didn't mean to bump you," you spoke apologetically, turning your face so that he wouldn't just be looking at your back, but you couldn't get your eyes to leave the railing to properly make eye contact.
Bee responded with affirmative albeit hesitant beeps.
That seemed to have done the trick.
Without removing her eyes from the screen, Miko tilted her head towards you. "Where ya headed off to?"
Quick, come up with something.
"Oh, you know.. 'just going to go get something from.. from our pantry real quick yeah- you guys want me to get you anything while I'm there?"
"Nah, 'm good thanks," Miko uttered, clearly preoccupied.
Nailed it.
"Raf?" You queried next. Unlike Miko, Raf actually looked at you to answer your offer. "Oh, I'm alright [Name], thank you." You smiled and with that, turned to the descending ladder (and judging from the groan of frustration paired alongside an exclamation of victory from behind you, Raf's politeness appeared to be his detriment in-game). Just as you were about to turn your body to climb down, a few familiar beeps stopped you. Looking up, Bumblebee stood right in front of you, in front of the ladder, with his head tilt to the side.
The only words you were able to pick up on were '-want.. ... help you?'
Judging by his now outstretched metallic palm just below you, you filled in the rest that he just offered to take you to the bottom of the ladder himself. 'Do you want me to help you?' it was probably was.
This was nothing out of the ordinary, he's done this for you many times before. The problem came from you not knowing how to properly act anymore. Any other day you would've gladly accepted without thinking twice about it, and right now is mostly the same, except now you're thinking too much about it.
You nodded your head, “Oh sure, thanks Bee. I’d love for you to help me.”
Bee, though with no visible mouth, gave a smile evident through his bright optics as he cooed a few excited chirps and beeps, you stepping off the platform and now in his clutches.
You looked up, returning an innocent smile towards him.
Looks will forever be deceiving because internally you were in a panic.
Why did you say ‘love?’ You’d love for him to help you? How obvious can you be? You kept your eyes closed, not daring to look at him as you basked in your inner embarrassment.
You felt the small rush in your stomach as Bumblebee leisurely descended his hand down upon the lower ground as gently as he could. Stepping off, you shot Bee a thumbs up and quickly trodded off to the small room directly underneath the upper landing that you and your fellow humans deemed the 'pantry,' a place where you four kept a stash of snacks and drinks. It was the only remaining human-sized room (more like closet) that wasn't being used so why not make it a snack hole? Truly, it started with Miko keeping her snacks there 'temporarily' (as she swore) but it soon escalated to you, Jack, and occasionally Raf contributing to the snack haven; now the four of you have sustenance at your disposal whenever any of you visited the base.
Even with all that, upon entering you nearly forgot that you lied to get here so you could avoid an awkward situation and you were stumped on what to actually bring back.
...
"What's the matter Bee?"
The mech looked up to face Rafael, apparently during a game intermission as Miko was checking something on her flip phone. After hearing the question though, she looked up, all too interested. "Why're you asking? Did Bumblebee say something?" Raf only shook his head, "No it's not about anything he said I just thought he--..well--are you feeling down, Bee?" He redirected his attention back to the scout.
Bumblebee shook his helm, waving his servos in front of him. Beeps and churs left his chassis in a series pertaining to an explanation.
"What about [Name]..?"
Miko scrambled on her knees, fully on the couch as she faced the yellow bot with intrigue. "What's it Raf?" she questioned in ardor. "Bee's just a little worried about [Name]," Raf translated. Miko frowned, "How come? They seemed alright to me?"
A continued stream of robotic whirs and boops left Bee with different dips in tones natural of someone speaking, even if unconventionally.
"So? What's he saying?" Miko asked in loud, exaggerated whisper.
Raf, in response to Bee, tilted his head, "Different how?"
"Beep, beep zip. Zrr beep kr."
"Really? I guess that's a little weird.. Think they're feeling okay?"
Miko bounced in her spot on the couch impatiently, "Hello? Gonna fill me in yet?"
Raf gave an exhausted sigh. "Bee just noticed that [Name] seemed really dismissive of him today is all."
Miko rolled her eyes and whisked her body around, slumping in the couch and returning her attention back to her flip phone. "Eh, I wouldn't dwell."
"How are you so confident?" Raf asked, curious at how quick the girl just dismissed the concern.
Miko tilted her head towards him, "Come on, there's no way they hate Bee or anything."
At this, Bumblebee's optics swirled for a good few seconds. Realization hit when he gave a few worried beeps, looking away from the two other humans in disquiet. Raf was about to give comfort to the distressed mech. "In case they think you're annoying or something just be extra nice to them! That'll help," Miko advised wisely. Raf winced at her choice of wording. "I really don't think that's all too necessary.. especially considering-"
Bee was quick to intercept and hastily utter determined whirs and beeps in response.
Suddenly, you emerged from underneath the main platform, head peaking out after climbing the ladder, not having been paying any attention to the conversation that had just ended. You huffed yourself over the edge, arms hoisting towards the platform, still below the upper-ground level. In your hands was a pack of honey-graham crackers.
Honey --> ....bee..
Ah. You winced at the unintentional yet reaching similarity to who's been on your mind all day.
At least it wasn't that obvious. Hopefully.
A few beeps from behind you entered your ears and before you could even register what they meant, you were gently lifted off of the ladder and quickly placed fully on the grounding. You continued to stand there, snack still in your hand, as you slowly turned your head to face the yellow mech. "Thanks- thanks Bee but uh- uhm.. what was that for?" You cursed yourself for the stuttering, begging that your red face wasn't as noticeable as you're imagining it is to be.
He only responded with a few of those charming sound signals of his, optics spiraling as he did, to which you couldn't stop the smile creeping up to your face. From the sidelines, Raf and Miko exchanged unknowing glances, the first shrugging his shoulders in uncertainty towards the other.
You shook your head and swiftly returned to your spot on the couch. You sighed. "Adorable..," giving the quietest of mutters as it was drowned out by your expertly timed opening of your retrieved snack.
Or so you thought.
Bee's optics gave a spin, the teal lights from his eyes dilating.
After a few seconds of shocked silence, he chirped out six excited beeps, and Raf nearly stumbled in the resumed video game (much to his dismay and probably to Miko's pleasure.
You also nearly choked mid-chewing, face growing hotter as your heartbeat intercepted within your eardrum.
The only words you were able to pick up from him were 'adorable too.'
End Notes: Fact about this one-shot: When the reader accidentally bumped Bee on the couch, his hand was actually purposefully reaching for their hair to try to help pushing it aside because he wanted the reader to be comfortable after he noticed they kept shifting so much. I think it's sweet!
#im obsessed#transformers#transformers bumblebee#bumblebee#transformers prime#transformers prime bumblebee#bumblebee x reader#transformers x reader#tf x reader#transformers x human#i love bee in every iteration#i love him so agh
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. . . ♡ ROSIE ! ? 🐰 HEADCANNONS ★ ゚๑
ׁ ׅ ୨ ❪ part two! ❫ ୧ ⊹ ࣪
© 2024 , svt-rosalie rosalie masterlist!
notes! this is a part two to this ask from a while ago. i’ve had the maknae line version be requested twice so here it is! i hope you like it.
i can see you, girl
everything is all about you
all about you, ateez
୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ dokyeom
seokminnie would always help jihye relax and destress after school or training
they would go to a park that was near their shared dormitory and when rosie would get on the swing, dokyeom would push her as high as she could go
her giggles and squeals of her telling him to push her higher up was his favorite part of the day
they’d be out all day to be honest if it wasn’t for seungcheol finding them every time before dinner
the hanging out wouldn’t stop at the park no
they would continue to hang out and play games inside of rosalie’s room
rosalie’s dad had bought her a bunch of board games for her birthday and had them shipped to the dorm so she could play with all the boys
so dokyeom and jihye would constantly be playing connect four, hungry hungry hippo, and rosalie’s favorite game monopoly
they’d be up into the night if they could!
but one time jihye fell asleep while laying on her stomach to play one of the games and so the 95 liners put the cut off time for games at 8 o’clock
୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ mingyu
despite how much they argued and fought
mingyu always would cheer her up and bring her mood to 100%
mingyu could tell rosalie was stressed with school and training so he would do her work for her so she could simply just relax
but don’t tell anybody about that, rosie hated when he did it for her. she felt like a cheater but he reassured her that it was fine and this stuff was easy (it was not easy, she was in advanced classes and he had to look up how to do half of her work)
mingyu would often leave snacks on her bed for when she got home from school knowing how much of a snacker she was
he would invite her to play games with him to cheer her up after not making a high score on a test
they would often cause a huge ruckus in the dorm rooms from being too loud when playing together
the two would take walks together, to forget about everything
mingyu ALWAYS and i mean always went to important events for rosalie, she is his annoying little sister but he always wanted to be there for her and encourage her to keep going further in life
he’s still like that to this day even though he picks on her more then he would like to admit
୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ minghao
despite the language barrier these two were and still are extremely close.
rosalie is a very lovable person, so she kinda drew minghao in like a magnet to metal
minghao took her as a naive person (not in a horrible way, but the girl was a pre-teen when they met) and wanted to protect that
so he kept her away from social media and any person who wanted to shout nasty, harsh things at her.
he knew the curse words in korean and grew to understand the comments people would make about her body and her singing
as cheesy as it sounds he would cover her ears when they went out in public stating to rosie that he did it so her ears wouldn’t hurt from all the yelling and shouting from the fans and fansites
rosie grew to appreciate and understand why minghao does and treats her the way he does compared to everyone else
୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ seungkwan
boo seungkwan was one of rosalie’s first ever friends in south korea
that’s how he took care of rosie, but being there for her
to be honest, rosalie wasn’t very well liked by the other female trainee’s at pledis so seungkwan always stuck up for her and treated her a equal
anytime rosalie was overwhelmed by her emotions and needed a shoulder to lean on seungkwan was always there no matter if he was overwhelmed as well
he would always compliment her singing and dancing stating that she was one of the best he’s ever seen in a long time
rosie would be connected to seungkwan’s (and dino) side anytime during the week
if you needed her check with seungkwan, they are probably gossiping about the newest thing that happened at school
or they are at down the street eating some korean street food that was payed with rosalie’s weekly allowance from her parents
seungkwan is and will always be someone rosalie depends on to get through the day
now that they are older and they aren’t in the dorms anymore, seungkwan always calls to make sure she’s doing okay and if she needs anything to always call him
୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ vernon
vernon is straight up just vernon
but he always acted like a big brother to rosalie
he would pick on her and take her things just to upset her and deny her ever did that
he’d take a big bite from her snack even though she said he could take a tiny bite
vernon would tease her about the little things that he knew she wouldn’t take offensive (he never disrespected her and if he did he apologized after realizing)
but vernon also checked on her to make sure she wasn’t hiding anything was bothering and would sit with her at night and let her cry about how much she missed her parents
despite her being half korean, she felt so foreign like she didn’t belong just because she was also half french. vernon comforted her endless nights about her worries and troubles
vernon helped her embrace herself when they first debuted and made sure she didn’t crawl into a shell of herself like so many thought rosalie would do
honestly, vernon is one of the reasons rosalie contained to be an idol
vernon treated her like a sister but took care of her like a friend
୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ dino
these two were two peas in a pod during pre-debut and debut
again if rosalie wasn’t with seungkwan, she was with dino. probably doing homework together, going to the comic book store that was 20 minutes away, rough housing at the playground, or taking a nap together
dino was such a rock and a grounding piece for rosalie during this time and he still is
he didn’t realize he was helping rosalie as much as he was but nobody minds
dino always stuck up for rosalie at school when other girls would pick on her over her height and facial structure
he would always say “you look a cute baby bunny, they are just jealous they can’t have you cause i do!” it was such an innocent joke but rosalie took it so seriously
she knew if she didn’t anyone, she would always have chan
during dinner they always sat together and talked and laughed about the most random things
everyone else was confused on what else they had to talk about because they see each other all day and then sleep in the same room so what more was there??
well nothing really but they didn’t mind, it was really just being together that made everything better for them
rosalie didn’t stress about training when dino was around because they always encouraged each other that they were doing amazing
everything dino did was for rosalie, weather he realized it or not
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Black Myth Wukong Monkeys: LORE/HC stuff
I’ve had some recent thoughts about BMW and Wukong/Destined One.
So everyone has their own “Wukong looks like this” idea based on different chapter animations, in game armor, some back end files, etc. *I will not be proving or disproving anyone fyi*
I decided to take a little bit of a deeper look.
A lot of people have different head canons about “how much fur” WK/DO actually has under his armor (Valid question 😏). This is based on ‘monkey types in real life’ or some hints / glimpses we see in game or even other media for Wukong. So I wanted to set out to look at the other monkeys we see in game. The issue? Blurry background monkeys LOL. (Some images will be…blurry ish…)
I was watching some TikTok’s with some Spider Monkeys - if you know the family youre awesome - and while looking on a first glance they look nearly identical. But looking closer you’ll start seeing the differences in fur, face color patterns - down to freckles, mannerisms etc etc etc. I already like anyone else was expecting Monkey demons to have some diversity to them but just like any ‘real life’ animal sometimes it’s not a lot of diversity between a same species. (I’m not thinking about house pets or birds, I’m thinking on the generic “lion” or “tiger” look if that makes sense).
Pulling up the game the first other monkey we see besides Wukong is the old Monkey - he has white hair and very thin fur (even a fur less tail). He almost looks like Destined One too in structure but not quite, he holds some less human mannerisms than even DO. (Will come back to that)
Shen Monkey was also the next monkey to look at - brightened up images show him to be dark in skin & fur color. He also has patches of fur and places like his under arms missing fur. He has a thin thatch of hair on the center of his chest with a bushy head of hair/fur and his face is a bit more ‘monkey’ than WK/DO’s. His feet are shorter than WK/DO’s too (toes also just a bit). Also, he has POINTY ears.
Link to the post I got these from @/aulostheremin https://www.tumblr.com/aulostheremin/773263251799687168/i-might-be-asking-too-much-but-can-we-have-fanart (wasn’t sure if you’d be okay tagging youuuuuuu)
After looking at him I took a look at the blurry background monkeys in that opening scene and started to notice something….interesting.
The background monkeys looked almost generic right? But on closer look I started to realize they had many differences.
You can see their fur colors vary for starters, some being tan, to brown, to that onyx greyish blue color. Same with skin color - some have peach/pail skin and others have that grey blue skin that Shen Monkey has.
*See above different color furs / skins.*
Most of them also have fur less chests, but this varies too - some having more fur less skin and others having a little less on their chests. For instance - these two monkeys *SEE BELOW*. Both are ‘wide’ bodied but one has a more square fur less pattern while the other has a more upside down triangle pattern. ALSO - the triangle pattern monkey seems to have thinner/furless skin on the underside of his arms where as the square pattern monkey seems to have full fur other than on his chest. (Also, is that war paint on the triangle monkey?? The two lines - one shown running down his pec? If so, that is a neat idea I am absolutely head canoning that they used tribal war paint for warriors for certain meanings be it rank or things like courage/bravery - maybe they have trials and such etc)- mini note yes I am incorporating stuff like this in future fics.
The next thing I noticed was their clothes. Some apparently wear loin clothes, pants only, shirt and pants, or nothing at all. Most seem to wear clothes though in some fashion. (You can see in above images some of those clothes.
Below - also as a note I think the tail placement here wasn’t supposed to be noticed because honestly its a little uh off - but there is a Monkey that runs in front of the camera at the beginning of the game. Fully nude. This monkey appears while blurry, to have THICK FULL body hair. Even on that booty and it’s hard to tell, but honestly it looks like he has fur on his chest.
As another note, we cannot tell, but based on look alone they have ROUND ears mostly vs pointy like Shen Monkey. So, we have different fur patterns, colors, states of dress/status where next? (Maybe pointy ears are something less common? Interesting thought)
Their mannerisms.
Watching the scene its clear these background monkeys really lean into ‘monkey’ walk and actions/behaviors. They are VERY bow legged and have that sway you see in Planet of The Apes. Their chests are a bit wider/barreled and their limbs a little thicker too than WK/DO. Some of them have their arms curled up to their bodies as well. They squat too (mostly) instead of sitting and remain closer to the ground, but looking around you’ll see another interesting thing - outside of WK/DO, the old Monkey, there is one other monkey deep into the background that ISNT squatting like the rest. Instead they are sitting like a person, like WK/DO was in that scene before he stands up.
Shen Monkey ALSO sits like a human (see above pics of him).
Even the way WK/DO & the old monkey walk is more ‘human leaning’ with WK/DO being even more so than the old monkey. It shows me that WK/DO is still an anomaly even in those that are ‘human leaning’ because he is a true blend of the two but also something all his own, the old monkey being the only one closest to him in this.
Why does this all of this matter? It shows me the difference and diversity between the monkeys. Some are very heavy in their ‘monkey’ appearance and body movements (maybe slightly even brain function on a more primal level?) and others lean into more human aspects. BUT the more human leaning monkeys are not as common it seems. Essentially this makes my brain run. It shows a level of difference that is somewhat on par with how humans are diverse as well which again was what caught my eye and made me wonder about these Monkey Demons. Such as are there preferences of appearance, or do certain features make them more warriors/gatherers or what about intelligence of some? What differentiates leaders & followers or what genes get passed on? (Yes I’m adding this shit to my head canons LOL)
As another side note, I think WK/DO is just taller than his monkey kind. Mainly because he stands so far upright. Also also also, paying close attention in that opening scene the background monkeys tails are so cute LOL we get to see a little tail movement.
Okay so what conclusion does this bring us to? They are suuuuuper diverse. Meaning, if you see WK/DO with specific fur patterns vs another person? It works either way you see it because genuinely there are so many different variations, be it mostly furry with a small patch on his chest furless or the fur running down most of his torso…or even missing fur on the underside of his arms or having fur on the underside of his arms. Also the booty discourse of does he have furry cheeks or not honestly….up to you. Also I think it shows WK/DO is truly a 1 of a kind (which we knew duh) but ‘human leaning’ is such a rare feature (I’m assuming) and WK/DO doesnt even quite fit there either.
So at the end of the day……theres no wrong answer here. Just was doing some digging 🧐☺️ this was to help ME because I have ideas 😉 and I can’t wait to start digging into them in fics.
@szynkaaa has another in depth look at this too sharing the same thoughts 😉 https://szynkaaa.tumblr.com/post/769217021192945664/the-shape-of-monkey
#black myth wukong#black myth wukong x reader#sun wukong#the destined one#journey to the west#monkey business#I was diving in deeply for no real reason 🤣
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Pitiful Thing (Angst/Slightly Suggestive)
Pairing: Young-il/ In-ho/ Frontman x Reader
Horrific, the scene playing out in front of you was something out of a nightmare. A part of you didn't want to believe it, wanted to convince your panicked being that this was only a dream.
You knew that wasn't the case, as much as you so desperately wished it was.
Your ears rang as shots fired past you, ending the lives of everyone who went running to the doors. Their screams pained you, twisting your heart so violently you couldn't help the hot tears that fell from your eyes.
"You have to keep moving!!" 456 yelled, his eyes met yours in a frantic sort of plea. He was right, the games only served to kill players in a demented fight for money. Money you didn't even want anymore.
Your lungs burned as you forced yourself to follow 456, you'd follow his lead. He was your only chance at getting out of here alive.
"Red light!"
456's voice was muffled against his arm as he tried to help everyone. You could hardly focus on it, heart pumping loudly within your ears as you sucked deep breaths in.
"...It's not able to detect you if you're behind something! So, if you're short line up behind someone who's taller than you!" and with that, green light shortly followed.
Everyone did as he said, progressing ahead in multiple rows. All moving more efficiently towards the finish line. Closer and closer, step by step.
It felt like a blur when you finally made it past that stupid giant doll. You covered your mouth, willing the sobs that tried to escape away. You should have never come here, never agreed to this.
But how were any of you supposed to know?
One last shot pierced the air. You jumped, turning to find the man 456 and 120 saved now lifeless on the ground. Your lip trembled, eyes blurring once again as you looked away.
You were sat curled in your bed when the guards came in and congratulated the remaining players. It was a repulsive circumstance to commend everyone for, as if 96 human beings hadn't died in the process.
There would be a vote, and despite the 9.1 billion won that had accumulated from death, you were certain these people weren't mindless enough to stay.
With each passing vote you fell even more hopeless, how was everyone so divided? Why would anyone want to stay after being in such distress, after seeing so many die?
456 tried talking sense into the others, but his efforts appeared to be futile. They wouldn't listen, they were too focused on a cash price that was likely to take their life.
Your hand fell from your red velcro patch after the last person voted, putting the score to 182-183. You were going to have to play again, you weren't going home.
You struggled to hold it together, breaths coming out sharp. Player 001 caught your eyes just as tear fell down your cheek.
It was as though the world stopped for him when he saw your face, those big, sad eyes silently asking how he could ever do such a thing.
He almost felt guilty, seeing an innocent little thing who shouldn't at all be involved in his games. He frowned ever so slightly and looked away, he couldn't afford to get so easily distracted.
You swore you saw remorse in his dark eyes, face emotionless as he disappeared into the crowd of blue.
They announced the dreadful results and everyone returned to their bunks, now seemingly separated by what side they voted for. You should've known greed would drive these peoples decisions, you felt naive for thinking otherwise.
Dinner was served and you occupied yourself with eating, not noticing how hungry you actually were until you got a mouthful of rice. Your only moment of peace was ruined as there was a ruckus not far from you.
A player was being held back as a guy with purple hair went to swing at him. You didn't think as you jumped up, rushing over to the altercation. They were kicking the poor guy on the floor when you made it to them.
"Hey, stop that!! Quit acting like savages, we should be helping each other!" you pulled the purple haired on back, trying to stand between him and who you could see now to be 333.
"Why don't you mind your business, yeah? Unless you were just trying to get attention from the great Thanos," he said with a smirk, head tilting as he looked a bit crazed.
"What? No, that's- that's not what I was trying to do," you explained, taken aback at his accusation.
Before he could say anything else you felt someone come up behind you, a warm body that encompassed yours. A large hand pushed you behind who you could see now to be 001.
"What makes you think you can act like that? It's bad manners, not to mention two against one." he said so calmly.
Thanos sauntered toward the man, "You're in here just like everyone else, so cut the lecture... grandad."
He was unbelievably full of himself, expression smug, "How about instead of yip-yapping at me, you go back home to your own kids, you yell at them?"
They exchanged only a few more words and 001 had Thanos by the neck, kicking his accomplice to the ground when tried to lunge at him. He let go of the purple haired fool in his grip, only to force him to the ground when he raised his fist.
001 had him by the throat again, his own fist in the air as he stared at the boy, watching his face contort and slowly lose oxygen. Pleas fell from the rappers mouth and only seconds later he was released.
You could only stand and watch, faintly worried that he was going to kill the player. But you couldn't deny the way he handled them stirred something within you.
Something awakened from the way his veiny hand wrapped around the throat of Thanos. You faintly wondered how it would feel around your throat.
The room erupted in an applause, and 001 led you along with him, hand at your back. "Why don't you come sit with us, it'll be safer," you nodded and thanked him, pushing your shameful thoughts to the back of your mind.
You smiled as you were met with his group, the one who'd played the games before offering a sympathetic expression, "Gi-hun," he said, hand reaching out to shake yours.
You exchanged names with everyone, turning to meet the one who very well saved your ass from Thanos.
"Young-il," he said with a slight smile, "You're awfully brave to try and rationalize with them."
You sighed, "It was a sad attempt, thank you again for knocking some sense into them. I think you made the marines a little jealous," voice growing hushed at the last part, having seen their rather amusing military show earlier.
He scoffed with a grin, "I don't know, they seem rather pleased with themselves," They sat a bunk below the two of you, giggling on over a joke you wished you were a part of.
"They look so happy, for the time being," you commented dismally, the playful glint held previously in your eyes dimming. The reality of the situation ever so present.
You felt a hand at your shoulder, reassuring and warm. "You will get out of here," Young-il said with a promising gaze. You looked at him with wide eyes, words catching in your throat as you fought off tears.
"How can you be so sure?" you questioned. "I wont let you die, trust me on that." He said it so certainly, so confidently that you found yourself trusting his words.
"Okay," you whispered after a moment, believing the stranger despite the blue circle stuck to his jacket. He made you feel secure, for reasons you couldn’t quite explain.
You tossed and turned once the lights went out, unable to rest with flashes of the game and Thanos. littering your head. With a huff you sat up, sneaking over to a bed just a few over from your own.
You hesitated, "Young-il?" you asked quietly. His voice was raspy in his response, "What's wrong, is everything okay?" you felt bad waking him, you should've stayed in bed.
"Nevermind.. I'm sorry I-" He grabbed your wrist and pulled you into bed beside him.
"Couldn't sleep?" he questioned, rolling to his back as to not be spooning you.
"No," you admitted, "I know we're strangers- but you make me feel safe... and after all that with Thanos, I'm scared he's going to try and get me." It felt silly to say it aloud, but it was true. you felt protected with him, you could rest your eyes without worry of someone trying to murder you.
He was unsure of how to respond to your sweet confession. You were an angel in a swarm of demons. A pitiful little thing running to the arms of the most dangerous one here.
He isn't going to let you die here, no, he's going to keep you all to himself, protect you. He'd made up his mind ever since he saw those pretty tears leaving your eyes when he voted to stay.
He felt you moving closer, arms wrapping around his as your head rest beside his shoulder. He moved his hand and patted the side your face, "Rest up doll, nobody's going to get you."
The pet name awoke butterflies within your stomach, and suddenly you weren't struggling to go to sleep because of fear, but rather because of the welcoming heat of Young-il next to you.
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A nice Suprise - Part 1
This is my first published smut! And my first post on this account!
!WARNINGS! 18+ mdni.
Fem!reader
Very dark themes. Graphic smut. Use of Y/N . ~ Word count: 4318 ~
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Dubcon, Noncon, Somnophilia, Threesome, Safeword breach, Kidnapping, Victim blaming, Vaginal fingering, Vaginal sex, Oral sex (male receiving), Anal play, Anal sex, Sadism, Dom/sub, Violence, Spanking, Rough sex, Betrayal, Double penetration, Daddy kink, Bondage, Humiliation, Squirting, Negative self talk
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Sight all black, numbness all over. No wait! Pain. Soreness in your limbs, ache in your head. Ache so acute that it feels like your skull is being drilled into.
You slowly open your eyes, careful not to worsen that terrible ache, and the first thing you see as you start to regain sight is a black tv screen. It looks like, from what you can tell, a neat hotel room display, lit up by a weak lamp that barely provides any sort of contrast from the familiar darkness of behind your eyelids.
Still emerging from your slumber, you take a moment to visually take in the state you’re in. All of your clothes, except for your tiny black lace thong, has been removed.
Horizontally laying on a bed, a big and clean bed, black ropes are restraining your movements almost to complete immobility. Your arms are tightly bound by the wrists to the headboard and your ankles, to your tights.
The ropes are all skillfully interconnected, wrapping everywhere on your body. They pass between and around your breasts squeezing and vulgarly highlighting them. It's an expert job that you are desperately hoping to justly recognize right now, as your start to panic.
‘DAZAI?!’
‘Yes I'm here baby. Careful not to move your eyes too much for now, I'm afraid I overdosed the meds a little. I just really had to make sure you would not awaken too soon. Didn’t want it to ruin the surprise.’
Of course that madman drugged you. You were used to your lover’s degenerate antics and wouldn’t necessarily put it past him to abduct you like this. It's the kind of game he enjoys playing, though he never went to such extreme lengths before.
Most people would panic further at the prospect of their significant other doing something so freakish but you, however, couldn’t help but to feel comfort and even arousal at the sound of his sing-song like, yet commanding voice.
He comes to sit himself on his feet, kneeling on the bed besides where you lay, and, looking down at you, softly caress your cheek with the backside of his hand.
‘Welcome back bella’
You smile back up at him.
Still in his usual ‘work’ attire that consists of black trousers and black vest on top of a white dress shirt, he’s got this wild and exited look in his eyes, naughtily grinning like a devil.
That’s the face you came to recognize anytime you were up to be sacrificed as a goat to his lustful, sadistic desires.
He abruptly kiss your lips and immediately starts massaging both of your breast, pinching your right nipple and causing you to cry out a whimper of surprise…and pain. It hurts SO bad because of the pressure already put on them by the ropes and it’s then that you realize just how sensitive you really are, not only your chest but your entire body. He laughs and coos at your reaction in a mocking way, the trademark of his own unique torture brand.
‘Dazai what’s going on? OhH FuCK’
Before you even finish asking, two long fingers are pushed inside of your cunt, skillfully rubbing your walls. He promptly takes them out to tear your soaked panties out of the way, swiftly putting them in his pocket for latter, before filling your already very wet and sloppy hole again.
Without hesitation he starts fucking you hard with his digits, keeping his eyes fixed on yours. While vigorously moving his fingers in a up-and-down motion, the brunette takes his free hand and position it on your lower belly, putting gentle pressure on it, his thumb coming down to massage your puffy clit.
‘Ive been playing with you a little while you were out.’
You feel yourself throb and clench down, an intense pool of heat forming deep inside your gut. Heat so intense you think your bladder is going to explode.
‘Wwaiit Dazii'
As you try to warn him, he looks back around his shoulder to some dark corner of the room.
‘Oh yeah she’s going to cum again!’ He says, cutting you off.
And you do exactly that. Your whole body is shaking as an insanely long and mind-bending orgasm hits you, the sounds of your arousal loudly echoing throughout the room.
‘Fuck yes. Good girl’
He massage you through your climax before retracting his hand, only to let it harshly come back down on your now extremely sensitive nub and folds.
‘Oouww! What tHe fuckx!’
He spanks the area again, shutting you up and triggering another gush of clear liquid to squirt out of you and all over his hand, forearm and clothes.
You keep your eyes close for a moment, still trying to manage that headache that only seems to have gotten worse with the after effects of this intense orgasm. Your ears are ringing and the lack of oxygen is making your brain throb agonizingly.
Looking back up at your man, who is already sporting a prominent bulge, is when you first notice his presence. Lurking in the dark, behind your beloved, is Demon Fyodor standing. Wow great, so you really are in good hands…you think to yourself.
The raven man is menacingly looking down at your drenched, spent sex licking his lips. He’s elegantly dressed in parts of a suit that seems similar to the one Dazai normally wears and he, too, is missing the jacket, sleeves rolled up and bulge on his pants.
‘So..so he’s the surprise?’ You weakly ask, trying to catch your breath.
‘Hummm, yes. Sure. We can say that he’s your surprise. And you are his…’
Then, taking a moment to find the right word, hand caressing his chin in a dramatic display.
‘A present from me to him. For his assistance in the Mimic matter and helping save Odasaku’s life.’ Your boyfriend says looking back, smirking at the man behind him.
‘Right?’
‘Yes precisely.’ Fyodor answers, wickedly smiling at you.
‘But of course, this whole ordeal is also going to be a delightful present for me too.…’
And then re-locating his gaze on you, he places his soiled fingers in his mouth to loudly suck on them while keeping eye contact, the same wild look in his eyes.
You stay silent for a minute, taking the time to adjust your mind to this uncanny situation. Dazai, seemingly peeking at your thoughts, is fast to provide reassurance and convince you to comply with his plan for the night.
‘Don't worry your pretty head about a thing Bella.’ Hand coming down to caress your tight.
‘Just trust me. You’re my most prized pet, my precious girl, I would never do anything to really hurt you in any significant or permanent way. You know that, right?’
‘Now let us take care of you sweetheart…’
‘God, don’t overdo it. Its not like there’s anything I can do about any of this anyway. You’ll have your way. Just please, don’t mind pretending that you’re doing it for me.’ You say, quick to retaliate.
‘Yes you’re right. None of this is for you or your pleasure.’ He openly admits with a straight face.
‘But Dazai if you breach or fail to respect the safe word we have in place, well both of you…’ setting your gaze on Fyodor and then back to him.
‘I won’t forgive you and I’ll never talk to you again…….ever.’ You declare with a half heartedly felt sass, pouting.
Your lover snorts, tightening his grip on your leg.
’Yes very well y/n, but I suggest you drop the princess attitude and ultimatums or I'm afraid you won’t be enjoying your time with him as much, or at all in fact.’ He says calmly.
‘Fyodor is not one to be so fond of cheeky little brats like I am. He won’t be as lenient.’
And then, approaching his face to yours, lips almost touching, he whispers;
‘He will have much fun breaking that confidence down. But I assure you beautiful, it won’t be as fun for you though.’ Threateningly.
You nervously laugh in his mouth. Both of you are smiling for different reasons against each other. That kind of teasing is sure to make your inside throb with want again, if it wasn’t already.
Dazai closes the gap and kiss your lips passionately. His tongue asking for entrance, that you grant, and waste no time to start swirling all around and exploring your mouth with dominance.
You hear stiff, assertive footsteps approach until the shadowy figure, the second demon that managed to slithered his way into your life (and body soon enough), comes to seat itself at the end of the bed.
A firm hand wraps around your left ankle, its thumb massaging easing little circles on your skin and procuring a sharp contrast with the strong, almost painful grip it has on you. Then he, demon #2, lowers himself until his mouth gets in touch with the sole of your feet, making his way up to your calf by leaving a trail of gentle kisses.
After finally breaking the kiss, Dazai takes a switchblade out of his pocket. He starts cutting some of the ropes off to free your limbs, working efficiently with the kind of practice that can only come with many years of ominous experience.
The only ropes remaining on your body after that wrap around your upper tights, shaping your butt, and pass between your legs (carefully set to leave your holes exposed of course…) to attach in patterns at the torso. From there they come to circle your boobs and finally wrap around your neck too.
‘THANK YOU!’ You're fast to say.
Dazai chuckles.
‘Aw but you shouldn’t be thanking me just yet…’
While attempting to stretch your arms and legs out, you ultimately understand why he said that. You feel horrible cramps in all of your joints, and, you also understand that you must’ve been left all tied up in that same position for quite some time. Unintentional whines of pain come out as you try to stretch. That gets the two men to exchange amused glances.
‘Such a lovely little plaything’ says Fyodor, who took the liberty of massaging your calves and knees, still sitting at the edge of the bed.
‘Yes she certainly is’ adds Dazai, who him, took the liberty of massaging his hard cock through his boxers, still kneeling besides you on the bed (his pants already unbuttoned somehow).
He takes his free hand to roughly cup your cheeks and kiss you again. Letting go sooner this time, he brings his hand down to wrap around your neck, gently squeezing. He uses his hold on your throat to push you back down to lay before coming to straddle your waist, immobilizing you once more.
Your boyfriend pushes the band of his boxers down a bit to let his erect cock spring free right in your face and bump your chin as it does, coating your skin with a fair amount of precum that is already leaking from the swollen slit. Languidly stroking himself, he trails the hand that was choking you up to cup your cheeks once more and forces your jaw open with his long fingers, his eyes darkening even more.
Then, he guides his red tip to tap your bottom lip before finally settling it on your tongue, letting the weight of his length press down on it.
‘If you do good you’ll be rewarded. Make it reeeal good yeah?’ he tells you.
The brunette takes a moment to let his salty precum drip down your throat before commanding you to suck.
You hungrily do so, wanting nothing more than to please him. Wrapping your lips around the tip and making sure to hollow your cheeks, you start to suckle on it while thoroughly swallowing him and the creamy substance further down. He still has a tight grip on your jaw, making sure that you can’t close your mouth too much or spit his cock out.
In that moment, it was easy not to notice the other man that came to lay on his side beside you, facing the scene on the bed.
Your hands are unconsciously clinging to Dazai’s tights as if trying to hold him back or prevent him from shoving himself deeper. That eventually proves unsuccessful when Fyodor takes a handful of your hair, harshly pulling on it in order to throw your head forward and keep it still. Your lover’s fingers also come to lace in your hair, intertwining with the other man’s, palm holding the side of your face and forehead.
Then, he starts brutally thrusting in your mouth, bringing you closer by his hold in time for each push, in a to-and-fro type of motion, properly fucking your face as much as the awkward angle allows it. Your grip on his tights tighten and you involuntarily dig your nails deeper in his flesh through the fabric of his trousers every time his thick cock hits the back of your throat, making you gag around it.
Seeing you struggle and choke on him, smudged mascara stains smeared under your eyes from the tears, only arouses Dazai some more and his moaning gets shamelessly loud. A few more thrusts of the hips and he’s coming down your throat.
Both men pulls you further down on him (or more like up) until your nose is almost brushing his pelvis while he grinds against your face, holding you still and making sure that all of the brunette’s seed reaches your stomach.
‘humm so GOOD.’ he moans, eyes rolling to the back of his head, before pulling back. The hands leave your head to fall back down on the bed with a thud.
Immediately as Dazai move away from his place straddling you, a big hand comes back to wrap around your neck, keeping you pinned where you are. Fyodor places a quick peck kiss on your forehead and, knife in hand, ask the other man;
‘Would you mind me removing the ropes? I know you spent great time and effort on it, but it’s in the way of what I have planned.’
‘Of course not, I already came. Do as you please.’ is how your boyfriend answers him.
You can’t help but feel troubled by the way the two men talk about you as if you're not even there. Not really addressing you like a dignified human being. But, it also makes all of this that much hotter.
You’re no stranger to degradation and kinks, being Dazai’s girl of all people, but it still sends shivers down your back. Now that the drug is wearing off, you can’t help but feel as if you should be finding a way out of this room before it's too late.
The feeling gets pushed away soon enough though. The cold edge of a knife, the knife, on your skin snapping you out of your mind and back into the menacing situation you find yourself into. Fyodor frees you of all the ropes, leaving your body even more bare than it was, before casually sitting himself against the headboard of the bed, parallel to you.
Being free of all constraints for the first time since you’ve awaken, you bring yourself up to sit. The time it takes you to turn to face the raven man is all it takes Dazai to secure a collar on your neck from behind. It's the kind for dogs, girthy and that easily closes with a clip.
‘Don’t waste time trying to detach it. This one automatically locks and can only be removed with the aid of a special key that I have in my possession. Pretty neat isn’t it?’ He says evidently thrilled by that fact.
‘w-why am I wearing this?’
‘Because it just looks so cute on you.’ he answers while fixing a very long chain leash on the metal hook hanging from it.
‘This is how I ought to keep you, in your rightful place of obedient little pet whore… What do you think, um? Are you gonna keep being a good girl for us?’
You stay silent, unable to talk back from shock. So many questions coursing through your head. Is this still just part of play? You absently look at Fyodor for answers but he’s as silent as ever too. Only his grin is signaling that he’s on board with Dazai’s depravity.
Clinging to your out, the agreed safe word, is only but scarcely easing your worries anymore.
‘Or are we going to have to force you into submission. In which case I, we, would probably enjoy it just as much.’ you hear being whispered in ear.
‘I’ll be good Dazai’ is all you say, being careful to leave nothing in your answer that could get turned against you.
You’re not completely clueless as to how this game is played. And anyway, you’re not looking to get yourself in more trouble than you already are. Considering your physical disadvantage, partaking in their mind games is your best option for now.
‘Baby. That is not how should address me right now is it….’ He rhetorically asks, bringing you closer to his face with a harsh tug of the leash.
‘Say, you do understand what I am asking from you, right?’ Adding at your silence.
‘Yes’ you start shyly, knowing exactly what it is he wants.
‘Daddy.’
It has been, this title, something both of you have enjoyed in the past, but you just felt so much disgrace at saying it out loud right now.
‘Um I didn't quite catch that Bella. Say it again, louder please.’
That seems to be funny to the other man, making him giggle, the sound of it stabbing your heart with shame. Never have you felt greater humiliation before.
‘Yes Daddy’ you repeat, louder this time, and Dazai’s face turns absolutely filthy with degeneracy. You’ve never seen him like this in your modest four months of dating and it scares you. You are now properly terrified.
Expecting the worst, you look up at him with doe eyes, genuine fear staring back at him, but nothing comes.
Still holding the long leash, he goes to sit himself on the single place sofa that is facing your side of the bed, casually crossing his legs. Dazai is quiet now, his usual baseline bored/unreadable non-expression back on his face.
Before you have time to think about anything, you are being bent over Fyodor’s lap, face down in the sheets and ass up in a way that both men can see everything. The demon moves one of your knee, the right one, between his own for a better view, opening your legs up wide.
You feel the foreign man’s long fingers rub at your folds before he uses two to spread them open in a v shape.
A taunting ‘wow’ can be heard from across the room at the lewd sight.
Still so sensitive from the earlier play, your hole is visibly clenching around nothing, pushing little droplets of arousal out to drizzle down onto the bed in the process.
‘What a needy little cunt you have there darling… Still all red and swollen with need.’ Fyodor says while passing his left arm over your back, effectively pinning your upper body down.
He uses that free hand to caress one of your cheek and pull your ass open, further spreading your most private areas for all to see.
‘Your hole is drooling everywhere, it's all over your thighs.’ He adds before plunging the two fingers that were keeping your lower lips spread, inside.
You moan at the feeling of being filled.
‘I know, I know. You wish I would just fuck this pussy already. But I have something even better in mind.’
One of the same, now wet, finger trails up to lightly prod at your asshole. He rubs the area for a while before penetrating with the tip of his finger.
Your muscles instantly clench on reflex at the unfamiliar feeling, earning you a harsh slap on the rear before that same hand comes to spread your butt cheeks back open.
‘Relax your muscles. Let me in.’
Then, he starts really pushing.
Your muffled cries and pleas are being ignored by both man until all of his digit is fitted inside.
After a couple of soft thrusts, he completely withdraws and spit on the clenching hole. You can feel him coat now two fingers in the arousal that is leaking out of your cunt before bringing them back up to push the spit inside of your anus, swiftly forcing both fingers inside at once.
It hurts and you scream in pain. But, it also somewhat feels good in a weird kind of way, making your clit twitch with want.
‘That’s it just take it. Take it like the good little slut that I know you are.’
His fingers scissor you open, rubbing at your insides for what feels like many minutes. Then, he’s already throwing you off him.
He places you to lay on your stomach with your hips lifted off the bed and your legs spread yet again, facing Dazai this time. He bends your body into position like it's the easiest thing in the world.
A cap pops and the threatening man behind you coats the middle crease of your ass with a cold wetness. Letting a large amount dribble down from your tailbone to both of your holes.
You look into Dazai’s eyes, silently pleading him as you hear the sound of a zip fastening, but a cruel smirk is all you get from him.
A pathetic little ‘Please’ instinctively comes out of your mouth when you feel a thick cock massage at your upper hole, the puckered one, the one that hurts.
‘Stop it’s not gonna fit! I’m not ready!’
‘Frankly, I couldn’t care less wether you’re ready. Or wether you even want this or not.’ Fyodor grunts while burying his tip inside with a strong push.
‘Daddy!’ You scream, looking back up at your boyfriend, betrayed.
‘It hurts! h..he…he’s too big.’ It feels like you are going to faint.
The man before you has his phone out now, making sure to capture your pained expression.
‘Shut up y/n. Take him, take all of him.’
‘No…Red!’
That’s the safeword. Unoriginal you concede, but simple and unmistakable. All that gets you though is the raven’s cock shoved deeper, bottoming.
‘Dazai! RED’
Before you have time to notice any movement, Dazai is already in front of you with his phone still pointing at your face from above.
Slap! Is the noise his hand makes when it connects with your right cheek. You hear it before feeling it. It burns. At this point, you’re definitely seeing stars, either from the smack to the face or from the massive cock filling your guts. Both, you think.
‘What did I just tell you not even 20 minutes ago? Huh. That - is - not - how - you - should - address - me right now. Are you fucked dumb already of what?’
This is it, you’re gonna die. And you’re gonna die one of the most pathetic death in the history of mankind. A slow, painful, death of the soul. A death of your personhood, of yourself as an individual.
You probably are being punished for being so fucking stupid, so naive. This is far from the glorious ending of the lover’s suicide you’ve been promised at the beginning of your relationship.
These man are going to tear your mind and body apart until there’s nothing holding together anymore, and not a thing can stop them. Not the police, no love, and certainly not any amount of begging. No amount of tears would be enough to elicit mercy from them either. It would most likely have the opposite effect.
What a terrible mistake it all have been. Getting involve with the likes of him.
You’re utterly fucked, literally.
But that’s what you get for being dumb enough to get in a whole ass relationship of any kind with the Demon Prodigy. For trusting him. For believing he can feel affection of any kind. For believing he could feel empathy or care for you or anyone else.
Wait. But you didn’t really believe that did you? No.
Deep down, below the made up story you’ve unsuccessfully deluded yourself with (now being ultimate proof of your failure, ultimate proof of your awareness through it all) you never did.
Why? Because it makes your pussy wet. Not being loved or cared for like a proper human deserves to be.
Ending up being a ‘pet whore’ for this man, a part of you always knew was gonna be the final deal. You were just too ashamed to outright admit it to yourself before you were forced to. Too much of a coward.
And maybe that’s why you have these dark desires to begin with. Cowardice. Being forced is a way to act out and/or feel out without having to compromise yourself. Without having the responsibility associated with these actions. Without having to own up to those feelings. The consequences not for you handle. The shame not to be placed on you, neither by yourself or others.
If you’re being honest with yourself that’s what you’ve been after from the beginning.
The manner of execution you wish was different though. This situation you’re in now you wish you weren’t.
But there’s no backing down now, even if it’s nothing like in your fantasies. You physically can’t. And this is kind of the whole point of this, it’s not up to you, your choice is being taken away.
So again, in more honesty, that’s what you get for getting turned on by cruel, psychopathic criminals.
For being a weak, stupid masochistic little bitch that’s what you get.
He’s right really, just shut up and take it. You had it coming.
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Ps : mind that english is not my mother's tongue!
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