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kujiba · 3 months ago

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||MAY THE LAND CONCEAL YOU, DEAR GRACE||

୨୧ — ꒰ gn!reader | they/them prounouns | Sagau | cultish behavior

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A/n: I had a good shit today so I'll bless you all with a new chapter ( not proof read, correct me in any mistakes)

Jean's clear sapphire eyes gawked at the sight of an empty room, it's walls barely hanging by a thread, an attempt to keep everything in it's place; it's reason being directed towards the widely open area that leaves to the vast outside world.

Her lip's trembled with outrage by how their prisoner (Name), had breached through their defenses and escaped under their noses without anybody noticing only till the last second. Jean's fists tightly curled up into a ball, a fire starting in her heart that will not extinguish till her target is brought to justice.

Only imagining how that person could be running around freely in their lives without any consequences daring to come back and tear their life down made Jean's stomach twist and turn out of disgust.

5 hours till (Name)'s execution.

5 hours till they could find (Name).

Jean's mind had been put on a road, a road she will follow till the end of her lifetime, she dared not to look back at her actions and consequences. For her heart knew what must be done in order to preserve justice among the townsfolk, among her people and friends.

Her gloved hand made it's way to the hilt of her sword and drew it out towards the crumbling barrier "Hunt down (Name)! Issue every individual to hunt for them in the land. Those who successfully capture (Name) will be granted a reward of 2,000,000 Mora" Her voiced boomed around the thick interior, the knights accompanying her gladly followed and raised their own swords as well "Kill the fraud! Kill the fraud! Kill the fraud!" They chanted all together, a declaration of war happening towards one individual.

"Kill the fraud under any circumstances!"

!!!!

"Ugh why do I have to do this again?" You grumbled under your breath with irritation as you wielded a plain sword you had gotten for free from the system tightly in your hands. By your side was the system, navigating you through your needs to grow more powerful and stronger.

MISSION:

Kill 50 slimes [24/50]

Kill 50 hilichurls [12/50]

Kill 3 Ruin guards [0/3]

Rewards: advance to level 25, unlock 4 star weapon, +1 level up to talents

You scowled at the words displayed infront of you, of course it had to have all sorts of missions... You disliked it but deep inside you knew no other choices were displayed infront of you. Taking a deep sigh the tip of your sword met with the strange liquidity substance of an hydro slime, piercing it to death. The details were very much more advanced than you had seen from the game, every move; you felt it. This wasn't a dream, the blood you've taken from hilichurls wasn't a dream, being locked away was definitely not a damn dream.

'No.. What am I thinking, I have to focus on completing this stupid mission' You sighed to yourself contemplating whether or not you're finally safe. Turning your blade against another pack of slimes who had spawned from the ground, you dashed towards the creatures and shredded their bodies into small fluids that fell onto the floor, some also getting stuck on your sword much to your dismay.

As your focus shifted to cleaning off the translucent fluid on your blade the system suddenly began going haywire, loud and consistent beeping echoed through the screen as you were forced to face it to find out what is making that unpleasant sound come from the screen.

" WARNING! WARNING! DANGER IS RAPIDLY APPROACHING [INITIATING AUTO MODE] "

A bright crimson text presented itself on your face, the words reflecting against your eyes as you tried to comprehend what the system was trying to do, your lips quivered trying to find words to say to mutter but only a deaf silence came. Your silence quickly faded as you let out a cry, you felt a sudden strong ache on your shoulder as if something had pierced through you (it didn't help it felt like it was burning too).

Looking to your side your pupils stopped at a blazing wooden arrow had penetrated your own shoulder, crimson liquid trailed down your clothes staining it whole while your own knees decided to give in, dropping to the ground. Round droplets of tears falled down your cheeks for the pain had reached through your brain at lightning speed, your palm grasped the wound tightly, an attempt to stop the bleeding.

"Agh, who..." You managed to mumble out those two words out of your unsynchronized breathing, a pair of (E/c) pupils darted around the vast green land to wiggle out the source of the one who attacked you.

It barely took a second till your sight landed on a familiar brunette at a distance, her gloved hand gripped her bow tightly as she summoned 3 pairs of arrows, aiming directly towards your direction. You were quickly alarmed by the girls actions, your mind quickly flooded with a thousand questions as to why Amber had suddenly attacked you for no reason.

"Amber?...." you whispered out her name and quickly regretted it seeing as her expression stiffened even more: "Shut it. Don't ever say my name out of that disgusting mouth of yours" She stated out her words loud and clear, you could barely even gather any of the previous amber you know and love deep in your heart. The throbbing pain in your shoulder muscle only covered as a nuisance at your disposal, you peered down at your legs that were covered in dirt and small ounces of blood that came from your shoulder.

You hesitantly looked back at amber to see what she was doing only to find out she had been gathering the knights at favonius towards your direction. 'SHIT! SHIT! System!' your desperation reached through the system, begging it to help you in this situation. You shutted your eyes tightly, hoping that you would only hear the systems voice the next moment and not Amber's or any of the knights of favonius.

A familiar voice rang out inside your ears that let you breathe a sigh of relief

[INSTALATION COMPLETE, ENTERING AUTO MODE]

The Ai like voice were very last thing that went through your mind before your vision began to fade along with your consciousness. You felt your body didn't meet the solid ground yet but only remained standing, your mind wondered on events that were taking place while you weren't in control of your own body.

The sounds that you could vaguely differentiate were the sounds of Jean's roaring voice along with rapid footsteps coming your way, you only hoped deeply that once your eyes flutter open again, you will be in a much safer area and far away from mondstat.

✧✧✧

Jean's gloved hand tightly held the hilt of her sword, it's blade reflecting against the golden and copper colored mixture of the sky around them. A small wind blew past her blond locks making her sapphire eyes and stern expression ever the more clearer.

Beside her was the knights of favonius, that included Kaeya, Amber, Lisa and Noelle. Jean's gaze shifted to noelle as she mentally shook her head at the young girls decision to come along. She would've much preferred Noelle to be out of this hunt/battle but the maids persistence was rock solid, she had stated herself 'My loyalty to the knights of favonius is as strong as my love for the creator. I will not let some foolish scoundrel get away with this.'

With a final nod, Jean straightened her back and pointed the tip of her blade towards the direction of (Name), her expression cold as ever towards them: How could she not afterall? This was certainly not a first for someone to suddenly step up and declare themselves as the creator just to gain power and control everyone. Her lips scowled lowly with her gaze piercing through (Name)'s skull.

"Imposter! I, the acting grand master Jean declare you an enemy of Mondstadt. You dare to fool us again with your pathetic tricks? Your head will be displayed at the center of Mondstadt, to show and warn any of your other repulsive companions" As her voice boomed across the vast land her followers roared in agreement, declaring that (Name) was a dunce for even attempting to step inside their borders.

(Name)'s head only hung low facing the ground, their expression unclear but Jean took that as a sign to take charge, she putted her blade infront of her face flat and quickly turned it vertically, she soon casted her ultimate "Wind, hear me!" the very same time she announced her burst a glowing circular anemo field surrounded the knights of favonius as small little dandelions floated in the air.

The anemo field casted as an attack buff for the party as many began charging towards (Name)'s direction. Kaeya being the fastest one and summoned his own ultimate "Don't get a frostbite" he smirked, raising his palm in the air, a glowing white emitted from his hand which then summoned large cryo icicles around his body, those icicles which almost pierced (Name)' s limbs if they hadn't swiftly jumped back and dodged them all.

"Heh, Dodge this!" Kaeya thrusted his sword towards (Name) as the same pure cryo icicles came out of his blade. (Name) was about to dodge once again to avoid Kaeyas attack but noticed how he was smirking the whole time, why was he smirking? (Name) felt someone's gloved hands touch their back: that was because Lisa who had abruptly appeared behind (Name) had her hand on them.

Without a second, a sudden surge of electricity flowed through their body top to bottom, (Name)'s body having some small little violet electrical effects. Lisa hummed in satisfaction, her lips turning upright as she backed away from them "Aha, How dirty." She expressed teased in such a mocking voice towards (Name), after all they were another fraud attempting to cheat through the top.

"Nice one, Lisa" Kaeya added then began clapping both of his hands together "I'll leave the rest to you, Noelle" Kaeya's slate blue eyes fixated on the young maid behind him who only gave a affirmative nod "Time to clean up." Noelle brought out her claymore which then started to quickly glow with a beautiful golden color at her words.

(Name)'s automatic system were slightly damaged by the electricity given by Lisa, but thankfully recovered enough to catch the young maidens claymore in mid air.

Noelle gasped in bewilderment, that action also shook Kaeya, Lisa, Jean and the other knights of Favonius to their core "You..." Noelle muttered to (Name) with her hands slightly shaking "Are you actually?-...." yet Noelle couldn't finish what she was trying to say before getting thrown away by (Name)'s brute strength alone.

She stumbled over the grass and used her claymore to keep balance, her eyes never taking off (Name)'s figure for even a second.

(Name) used the opportunity immediately and ran away from the knights of favonius while they on the other hand were trying to process what just happened.

Jean tightly held the grip of her sword with a face full of confusion and hatred towards the unpredictable individual. Jean bit her lip with her gaze on the area where (Name) previously was, with a long sigh she letted go of her blade, the item fading into small little yellow particles.

"They're still injured. They can't run for long." Jean maintained a stoic expression towards the knights of favonius, yet deep inside, her burning flame of hatred towards (Name) only kept growing by the second.

Kaeya nodded his head to Jean's words and also made his sword dissapere in the meantime. Even though (Name) successfully escaped Kaeya couldn't help but smile "Oh poor Imposter, they should've just complied and come with us" He shook his head in dissapointment of their actions "Now you will have to face the wrath of my dear brother."

The knights of favonius weren't the only people after you, every inch and corner of Mondstadt has people bloodthirsty for your blood to be spilled on their territory. The woods, the caves, the mountains, each one of those have people ready to attack incase the Imposter comes for protection and shelter.

But no one could compare to the absolute beast a certain redhead becomes in the night, where he swore to spill the Imposters blood in his hands and leave their flesh to be ravaged by the animals. His siganture weapon The Wolf's Gravestone, a long and heavy claymore with its design having a crimson red and dark shaded black with rough textures. It's color would shine brighter in the night sky where the moon would reflect it, only those who were killed by the holder could witness the beauty of the weapon and the murderous son of Master Crepus; Diluc Ragnvindr

...

You lowkey felt that all of what happened was just you being high while dreaming cause one; why are the characters you cried, sweat, and worked so hard for trying to hunt you down like you were in the hunger games.

And two, why the heck did you woke up in a dark cave with so much injuries!? It hurts like shit! You would've thought the moment you got your conscious back from the system you would be safe and sound. CLEARLY, alot had happened when the system was taking over your body.

As you were brainstorming ideas on possibilities and attempting to remember how to be like Katniss everdeen a blue screen popped up beside you once again, this time it showed your current stats

...

LVL 17/25

Max hp: 500/1,237

Atk: 234

Def: 100

Elemental mastery: 1,000

Max stamina: 240

Crit rate: 30%

Crit damage: 90%

Energy Recharge: 400%

"... what the hell" Your mouth dropped seeing how fast your stats advanced so much, all that after grinding for 2 hours!? Has the system finally took pity on your sorry ass and gave you a blessing?!

Aside from that your brows furrowed slightly at your health. Your hp bar is currently at orange since your body took alot of blows, classic game design.

But all that aside, it was definitely shocking to see your previous low level stats ascend to higher numbers by only using like 20% of your own body power. And with just that simple buff, maybe you'll let the system live another day..

[System entering automatic shut down after overheating, Duration: 2 Hours]

You take everything back.

'Curse you system! How dare you take over my body and make me wake up like I've just been at war!!' Your hands tightly balled up, clenching tighter and tighter by the second a clear vein popping out of your forehead with it bulging slightly.

Out of frustration the side of your clenched hand met with the surface of the cold, solid ground of the eery cave. The sound echoing throughout the interior of the place growing smaller and smaller by the second,

You quickly regretted that decision though since your hand hurted like hell, the skin turning slightly red because of the impact received from the ground below.

You brought your swollen reddened hand closer to your chapped lips to blow on it carefully, you're severely dehydrated and starving, not to mention the never ending stinging of the wounds on your body you received from the fight.

If you were honest to yourself. Sitting inside a dark and empty cave with nothing but the deafening sound of silence was uncomfortable. The system would return after 1 hour and 29 minutes, so you just had to find out a way to survive without it for a while.

You'd grown used to hearing small little 'ping!' from the system and getting flashed with a bright blue screen on your face. But now it's just you and well... You.

Your (e/c) eyes glanced towards your vision dangling from the side of your hip. You took notice on how it weirdly was glowing all of a sudden, isn't this when a characters burst is charged up?

Unfortunately.

You cannot press Q or any button to just automatically cut into a burst animation, Actually are you a 4 star or 5 star?...

"Dang I think I broke it." You mumbled to yourself while your index finger slightly scratches your cheek, the system was a jerk since it refuses to give you a simple guide on how to do this and that.

Your body shuddered like a leaf as a cold harsh wind blew inside the already dark and gloomy cave. Stands of hair flew towards your face making you looks more haggard than before, but you still protectively turned your back to face away from the intense breeze.

Bringing your legs closer to your chest to emith warmth around your freezing and shaking body you leaned the side of your head on the stone wall then began slowly itching more and more towards the darkness to make a distance from the cave gate since it looked like it was beginning to rain heavily tonight.

To cope with your issues and problems, you instinctively began ranting inside your head with your expression full of dissapointment and annoyance

''Damn reincarnation, nothing good happened! All I got was getting kidnapped then hunted down?!''

If you could freely activate your dendro vision things would be much helpful for you!! But NO your skills are locked away from the system, you're unable to level up or grind to ascension since the knights of favonius and people of Mondstadt could be everywhere!

If bitch was a person they 100% must be fucking with you.

But then, your ranting came to an abrupt halt as the sounds of footsteps began closing in on you. Footsteps that didn't seem to be a mob nor group, but instead coming from one person.

You felt a cold sweat drip down your cheek with multiple scenarios racing through your mind gathering every and any possibility that could happen once they found your hide out.

You quickly covered your dendro vision using your own clothes as a coverage since it was still glowing brightly throughout the gloomy cave, and being the only source of light aside from the radiating moonlight high above the jet black sky with many stars accompanied by it.

"If I can't see them then they can't see me." You internally thought to yourself and quickly took advantage of the caves darkness, using it to cover and blend in with the surrounding area and hide from whatever is out there.

You hoped to yourself and prayed that it was just some random npc who doesn't give a single fuck about you and let you off the hook, what you DESPERATELY don't wish for is some vision holder coming out for you, especially a certain blonde, brown and red haired trio.

"If you can see me through this darkness then you must have some sort of 24/24 vision or something" you lamented in your head while dozing off to some random school memory you had in your past that was until two large pair of black boots stopped directly infront of the caves entrance making you freeze and mentally shit yourself.

"WTFF!! I know those shoes anywhere! Since I worked my ass off to buy that very skin!!" Your mouth dropped to it's lowest seeing as they began to slowly move towards where you were hiding at. You immediately shifted positions quickly and as quietly as you can, using both of your hands to hide any loud breathing or sounds you might accidentally let out.

Your eyes shrinked while eyeing their gloved hand feeling around the pitch dark area you were previously sitting in. Your only choices now was hope they don't find and grab you before ending your right there and then, or make a run for it.

Second choice not looking so good huh

"You can't see me, you can't see me" You repeated endlessly to yourself while trying to stop your body from shaking like a leaf that just got blown over by a strong gust of wind. The person eventually retracted their hand from the dark and took a step back and towards the caves entrance making you sigh in relief.

Your eyes that were ungulfed in darkness looked towards them, their hair color not being much clear to you since you guys were inside a cave without any source of light other than the caves entrance, with a small nod you unconsciously formed a small smile "Thank goodness... Now just go awa-" But that happiness quickly dissolved for you felt a gloved hand roughly grab you by the collar of your shirt and threw you to the caves entrance where the moons light shined down on your body, revealing your presence to them.

"Fuck!..." You cursed under your breath and letted out a rugged cough since your lungs were having a hard time inhaling some air.

Your (e/c) pupils met with a pair of the same black boots that were in the cave that made your breath hitch and stop for a moment, this was your end and you knew it. Out of all the people you had to encounter, you were met with the intense stare and fury deep inside the red heads heart.

Your lips quivered with a severe feeling of fear rush through every part of your body, barely making out his name you desperately did not want to believe in;

"Diluc?..."

3rd Person Pov

There were many stories floating across the nations of Teyvat, Diluc wasn't an exception since his father, Crepus, frequently reader him and Kaeya a small story before bed. A story about a god who was seen as the glory and perfection of the people living in teyvat.

Soft looking (Hair color) locks that glistened under the moons luminosity and was said to feel like brushing your fingertips through a valley of soft fabric, a beautiful body that was carved out by the gods with their own hands to produce what they call 'perfect' for a person; they had carved for 5 months and 20 extra days to slowly built the base for their grace without a stop since they were afraid to even make the smallest mistake for such a large responsibility.

Dilucs vermillion eyes gazed down on (Name) and studied their features from a distance. In all of the stories he had read there was never a same picture for what their grace looked like as they took on many forms throughout their rule. Yet for some reason, What diluc imagined his grace to look like was oddly on point with the person sprawled down on the ground with their hands and pants now dirtied from the soil below.

But no matter what the person or cause, Diluc had come to a conclusion when their grace left. That they had abandoned them all. And he, existed to purge and exterminate anyone who defies his god.

"Don't call me like that you pest" Diluc blurted out towards (Name) which made their eyes widened and their eyebrows wrinkle together, "What?" they muttered with confusion evident in their voice.

Diluc clenched his teeth together and held his tounge back from saying anything unnecessary "It was an idiotic move for you to step inside mondstat territory you fraud." Dilucs right foot stepped forward as yellow particles began to form near his fingers and created his signature weapon, the wolves Gravestone "Burn."

He swung his claymore forward and unleashed a ginormous blazing pheonix that would burn anything in it's path, and that ultimate was coming right towards (Name)'s direction.

"Shit!! Wait! Hold on!" (Name) panicked vigorously as they felt their skin heating up by the second. (Name) attempted to bolt out the way but suddenly felt their left leg get trapped by something, looking down their mouth dropped seeing as they were caught in a bear trap specifically used for hunting boars.

"NONONO SYSTEM!!" (Name) desperately shouted while the phoenix slowly got closer and closer to (Name) making them feel hopeless at the current situation.

**Ting!

''Given conditions have been met, automatically unleashing burst,,

An AI voice rang throughout (Name)'s ears making them hiss and groan in pain, their dendro vision that was covered through their clothes fabric shined brighter than ever making Diluc himself stunned by its glowing aura, one that he had never seen before.

"My grace?"

Just before the blazing pheonix could reach (Name), long ropes made out of strong roots emerged from the landscape and formed a protective shield around them, blocking (Name) from the incoming attack and further damage.

Before Diluc could get back to his senses and spam his burst, even more roots resurfaced and wrapped around Dilucs arms and legs tightly making him groan and drop his claymore to the ground making a loud 'clang!'

(Name) stared at the situation dumbfounded by its power, they shakily looked over to their vision that was now flickering and barely remaining it's iconic glow

"Holy shit I'm op"

They huffed in amazement, slightly terrified yet proud of their new found power even beginning to get sidetracked of their current messy situation.

Diluc stared at (Name) who had sparkles inside their eyes as they were practicing on doing it again but unfortunately failed miserably,

Without even Diluc knowing, his gaze softened at the sight of the joyful individual. It was like watching his own fantasies he had made as a child play out in front of him like a show he yearned his whole life, a dream where he would watch his grace enjoy their life to the fullest with him always being by their side.

But just now, a small blaze ignited deep inside his heart. It wasn't hatred connected to them, but hope. Hope that there was a possibility that the person standing across from him with roots and veins protectively around their body... Was his grace?

Without a moment of hesitation Diluc easily ripped apart the veins that were holding him back and landed on the ground swiftly making (Name) shriek at the sight of the red head slowly making his way towards them.

He stopped when he was only a small distance away then crouched, he kneeled at (Name)'s presence with a soft expression evident on his face though inside he was holding himself back for a rush of excitement and adrenaline coursed through his veins.

"Welcome back my gra-"

[Fixing complete, automatically teleporting you to the nearest statue of the seven..]

(Name) stared at the screen in absolute horror making Dilucs expression shift to one of confusion. He was about to say something till he also made a look of horror since (Name)'s body started to slowly fade away

Terror and anxiety replaced whatever diluc felt at that very moment, were they going to dissapere once again? You can't. He won't ever allow it

"YOUR GRACE!!"

Diluc charged forward, the tip of his fingers about to reach (Name) but they were already gone before he knew it. Diluc dropped to the floor with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, (Name) had just been teleported away by the system and diluc had to go find them again before the others get to (Name) first.

But the system had surely made a mistake. Because surely they purposely didn't teleport (Name) to INAZUMA where they saw death themselves right?

"Maybe if I pretend I didn't see them then they won't see me.."

And what's with the person that looked like them sitting on top of a statue looking all high and mighty? That's way too dangerous.

...

"I'm so fucked"

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cherryblogss · 4 months ago

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OLDER AND WISER

+18 avisinhos: reader!virgem, dilf!enzo, daddy kink, pet names x200, dirty talk, sexo oral, virginity kink?, enzo pai de menina, corruption kink (deus me leva), diferença de idade, enzo quarentão? oi?, penetração vaginal, breeding kink (oh yess gonna cum), size kink físico e mental (ele ta controlando nois🧟‍♂️🧟‍♀️🧟), menção a reader sendo girly pop🩷.

notinha: atendendo ao meu auto pedido. me perdoem pelos erros que tiver sou cega e desatenta. espero que gostem!!!🫂 Se não gostarem, guardem pra vcs👋 sofri mt pra terminar isso. Piadas a parte, queria saber se vcs gostariam que eu mudasse algo na forma que escrevo, glr, pq as vezes sinto que sou detalhista demais e acaba matando o clima.

Acho que esse vai ser meu último one shot por um tempo, pois não fico satisfeita com qualquer coisa e é melhor fazer pouco e bom, do que fazer mt e ruim😔☝️ (esse post tem validade de 10 horas)

Sinopse: Quando Enzo contrata uma babá nova não esperava que iria encontrar uma nova companhia para vida. ☆

Quando sua amiga disse que um tio muito ocupado tinha uma bebê de 5 meses que precisava de uma babá urgentemente com pagamento muito bom, seus ouvidos não podiam acreditar na oferta. Aceitou na hora, mas não esperava que o seu chefe fosse ser uma... distração.

Agora, você estava ninando a garotinha de 9 meses, ou melhor, tentando, porque ela estava super agitada com o fato que o pai tinha viajado há 3 dias e chegava agora de noite. Mesmo que a mãe não estivesse mais na vida dela, você nunca viu uma garotinha dessa idade ser tão apegada ao pai. Seu emprego era o melhor do mundo na sua opinião, não só pela criança calminha e pagamento mais do que suficiente, mas sim pelo homem encantador que era o seu chefe. Ele era tão charmoso. Quando o viu pela primeira vez, sentiu seu interior se revirar e gaguejou ao ver as covinhas naquele sorriso perfeito e a voz dele fez borboletas surgirem no seu estômago.

Você já morava com eles há dois meses e notou que além de lindo, era extremamente educado e organizado, dificilmente fazia bagunça ou era grosso com você apesar dos dias cansativos no trabalho. Com o tempo, percebendo que você se atrasava as vezes, Enzo te chamou para morar com eles, inventou a desculpa que diminuiria seus custos e assim podia cuidar melhor da bebezinha quando ele viajasse a negócios. Claro que ele aumentou seu salário, ainda te presenteou com uma caixinha cheia de decorações e umas sacolas de grife com uns pares de roupas que ele observou serem seu estilo.

Amava cuidar da bebezinha, ela era tão linda e carinhosa. Apesar de ter algumas características que você achava ser da mãe desnaturada dela, a neném tinha a personalidade bem parecida com o pai, quietinha e sempre atenciosa quando você falava com ela, dificilmente fazia birra, mas era um pouco mimada sempre chorando pelo pai quando chegava perto da hora que ele voltava para casa.

Enzo te fazia segurar suspiros quando chegava e passava cada minuto com a filhinha no colo. Mesmo que ela não falasse, ele conversava empolgado com a garotinha, ficando cada minuto grudado com ela, que retribuia o uruguaio com sorrisos banguelos e pulinhos no colo dele. Ainda que você estivesse na casa, era ele quem toda noite trocava a roupinha dela e colocava pra dormir, ninando a bebê nos braços e peitos musculosos. Imaginava como era pressionar seu rosto naquele peitoral e sentir ele te apertando em um abraço.

Agora mesmo você jantava enquanto ele colocava a neném para dormir. Quando terminou de arrumar tudo e já ia para seu quarto, Enzo entrou na cozinha com uma das mãos escondida, puxando uma conversa rápida sobre o que vocês haviam feito durante o dia.

"Tá cansada, cariño?" Perguntou mordendo os lábios carnudos com uma expressão ansiosa.

Era sempre assim, na primeira vez te chamou por um apelido carinhoso pensou que ele falava com a filha, mas aí chamou seu nome e pediu pra olhar pra ele. Posso te chamar assim né, gatita?

"Um pouquinho, por quê?"

Ele tirou uma embalagem das costas, chegando mais próximo de você e te entregou. Sem reação, você franze o cenho observando a embalagem, percebe que é de uma marca famosa (e cara) de maquiagem. Percebendo sua cara atônita, fala baixinho para você abrir logo, dizendo que comprou algo que sabia que você tinha gostado na última vez que passearam no shopping juntos.

Ele sempre comprava umas coisinhas pra você, quando te deu o cartão de crédito dele pra comprar coisas para a bebêzinha disse que você podia gastar o que quisesse pra você, já que segundo ele, era muito trabalho cuidar da bebê e ainda ter que cuidar de si mesma sozinha, sem um namorado (palavras dele).

Quando abre a embalagem, seus olhos se arregalam ao ver um gloss que você desejava há muito tempo, mas nunca conseguia comprar. Seu coração deu um pulinho ao pensar como ele era tão atencioso percebendo coisas tão sutis.

"Meu deus, eu não sei nem o que dizer." Diz alternando entre olhar para o produto e para ele, que te admira com um sorriso e braços cruzados.

"Obrigada 'tá de bom tamanho, princesa." Diz com aquela voz grave que fazia arrepios percorreram pelo seu corpo e suas pernas tremerem. Se aproxima mais e pegando sua mão livre deixando um beijo nos seus dedos, olhando diretamente nos seus olhinhos lindos.

Suas bochechas ardem com o gesto dele, as vezes sentia que ele te olhava como se fosse te devorar.

Enzo te achava tão fofa, as argolinhas na orelha, o cordãozinho no pescoço, as pulseiras de pérolas coloridas que você usava combinando com a filha dele nos seus pulsos. Quando vocês saiam juntos, as vezes fantasiava que você era mãe da bebê e ele seu parceiro.

Terminando de abrir a embalagem, você fica admirando o cosmético e tirando a tampa para ver melhor a cor rosada. Sai dos seus devaneios quando Enzo fala baixinho para você testar. Mesmo envergonhada, se olha no reflexo do micro-ondas e passa o gloss desenhando sua boca com as mãos tremendo por sentir o olhar atento do mais velho.

"Obrigada mesmo, sinto que meus lábios estão rachados igual asfalto" Diz rindo ao se sentir mais bonita com a corzinha a mais nos seus lábios.

Enzo ri junto com você se aproximando ainda mais para ver todos os detalhes do seu rostinho, e honestamente ama quando você baixa a guarda pra fazer piadinhas com ele.

Não resistindo a tentação dos seus lábios carnudos brilhantes com o gloss, abaixou a cabeça na sua direção, colando os lábios nos seus gemendo baixinho ao sentir a maciez e gostinho do batom, mas seu corpo gelou ao sentir você soltar um arfar e ficar totalmente tensa sem movimentar os lábios de volta. Se afastou bruscamente, passando a mão pelos cabelos envergonhado demais por ter deixado vocês nessa situação, começou a murmurar desculpas rapidamente enquanto você olhava perdida pra ele com olhos gigantes.

"Eu não deveria ter feito isso, meu deus, você é tão jovem nem deve gostar de mi-" Começou a se justificar articulando nervosamente com as mãos.

"Não, não! Volta aqui, por favor" dizia puxando a camisa dele com as maozinhas pequenas guiando o corpo musculoso novamente pra perto do seu.

"Eu sempre quis beijar você" Confessou com uma voz minúscula e manhosa, o rosto queimando de vergonha por ter admitido algo tão inadequado. "É que eu nunca beijei ninguém."

Enzo sentiu seu pau ficando duro só de pensar em ser o primeiro a te corromper. Finalmente entendia porque as vezes você ficava tão sem jeito perto dele, desconfiava que fosse virgem, mas isso era melhor ainda. Embora ficasse surpreso que uma mulher linda e da sua idade ainda fosse tão pura, poderia te ensinar tudo e aproveitar esse momento de descobertas contigo.

"Oh bebita, vamos fazer assim, você copia o que eu fizer com meus lábios, tá?" Aproximou o rosto do seu, te fazendo sentir a respiração quente dele bater contra a sua bochecha. Você não conseguia desviar os olhos dos dele, que miravam intensamente seus lábios entreabertos.

Quando ele voltou a pressionar os lábios contra os seus em um selar carinhoso, você suspirou baixinho correspondendo o beijo singelo dessa vez. O mais velho repetia a ação várias vezes até te sentir mais relaxada. Entusiasmada, começou a acelerar um pouco o ritmo, desajustando a massagem que ele fazia contra a sua boca.

"devagarinho, ok" diz se afastando um pouco enquanto um filete de saliva unia os lábios de vocês. Assente desesperada, só querendo que ele nunca parasse.

O mais alto inclinou mais o rosto pra encaixar melhor o nariz avantajado na sua bochecha e passou a te beijar com mais intensidade. Ele passeava a língua pelos seus lábios, as vezes penetrando sua boca com o músculo, te fazendo soltar gemidos suaves contra os lábios carnudos.

Ele te engolia nos braços dele, pressionando seu corpo inteiro no dele fazendo você arfar com o calor do abraço. Suas mãos não conseguiam se conter, tocando o máximo de pele que alcançavam e, por fim, pararam nos cabelos sedosos.

"Posso?" Perguntou tonta pelos beijos e brincando com o botão da camisa dele.

O coração do moreno acelera com o seu jeitinho doce, era como um sonho virando realidade te ter nos braços dele implorando para tocá-lo. Então, direcionou uma mão para apertar sua bunda e sorri malicioso com o pulo que você dá.

"Faz o que você quiser, gatita"

Seus dedos desfazem aceleradamente os botões da camisa, as mãos dele passeiam pelo seu corpo parando para apertar certos lugares. Ao terminar, você passa as mãos pelo peito e abdômen tornoeado, a pele dele era tão quente e macia que fazia arrepios surgirem no seu corpo. As mãos de Enzo param nos seus quadris e puxa o cós da sua bermuda, te olhando para procurar algum desconforto e quando você assente desesperada, ele desata o lacinho da sua roupa.

Enzo retira a própria camisa, logo em seguida se ajoelha para remover o seu short e ficar cara a cara com a sua calcinha rosa de algodão. Ele morde os lábios ao ver uma mancha com a sua umidade no tecido fino.

"Quero te provar, muñequita... Você deixa, hum?" Diz aproximando o nariz avantajado para roçar levemente as dobrinhas e inspirar o aroma intoxicante, suas pernas fraquejam fazendo ele ter que segurar seus quadris.

Ele esconde um sorriso convencido com a sua reação e dá uma lambida singela por cima do pano quando você acena hesitante com a cabeça.

"Não, não. Eu quero palavras, lindinha." Fala se levantando para tocar as laterais do seu rosto, te fazendo suspirar frustada. "Quero saber exatamente o que você quer que eu faça."

Os olhos castanhos pareciam te hipnotizar. Deveria ser um crime ser tão lindo assim. Observa com olhinhos brilhantes a forma que a franja dos cabelos lisos caiam suavemente no rosto maduro e com algumas ruguinhas, aquela boca pecaminosa que te deixava louca só por dizer todas aquelas coisas sórdidas e o nariz avantajado que tornava o rosto dele autêntico. Só de admirar a beleza dele sua intimidade gotejava.

Ele faz um biquinho zombeteiro quando você demora muito para responder, voltando a unir seus lábios te dando um selinho na boca entreaberta.

"Já 'tá ficando burrinha só com beijinhos, amorcito?" Pergunta apertando suas bochechas. "Se quiser que eu faça algo mais vai ter que pedir."

"Eu quero que você me beije... lá embaixo." Diz com o rosto corado e se esforçando para continuar encarando ele.

"Lá embaixo onde?" Questiona inclinando a cabeça, se fazendo de desentendido e passando as mãos pelos seus peitos. "Aqui?" Quando responde não, ele desce mais tocando a sua vulva por cima da calcinha. "Aqui então, gatita?"

"M-mais embaixo." Gagueja ao sentir os dedos grandes na região sensível.

"Ah." Exagera ao fingir surpresa afastando sua calcinha e tocando sua pele encharcada enquanto você geme apoiando as mãos nos ombros dele. "Você quer que eu beije a sua bucetinha apertada?."

"Sim, papi." Diz com finalmente criando coragem para tentar torturar ele de volta.

"Quer saber um segredinho? Eu sempre quis te lamber todinha." Sussurra no seu ouvido depois de se esfregar no seu colo como um gato manhoso.

Em seguida, Enzo agarra sua cintura e te sobe na mesa de madeira, volta a beijar seu pescoço, dando mordidas fracas na área sensível. Estava desesperado para sentir seu gosto. Descendo as carícias pelo seu corpo, beijava e esfregava a face em cada cantinho do seu corpo até ficar de frente com a sua calcinha molhada. Ele retira o pano devagar, esperando qualquer sinal que você queira parar o que estavam fazendo.

Ao ver sua carinha ansiosa e mordendo seu lábio inferior de excitação, Enzo passa a língua pela sua fendinha saboreando o seu melzinho, ele coloca suas pernas nos ombros e pressiona o rosto inteiro contra a sua buceta encharcada. Lambia habilidosamente com a língua molinha os lábios pequenos, de vez em quando tocando seu clitóris de leve. Alternava entre te lamber e esfregar o nariz e lábios carnudos nas suas dobrinhas.

Você aperta uma mão contra a sua boca para não soltar gemidos altos e penteia os fios morenos com a outra. Enzo foca no seu grelinho, acariciando com a ponta da língua e logo depois mamando o pontinho inchado. Sua buceta pulsa com a estimulação intensa, te deixando louca para gritar conforme o clímax se aproximava. Percebendo a forma que você ficava mais ofegante, o mais velho foca em te pentrar com a língua endurecida e friccionar seu clitóris com a ponta do nariz. Suas coxas tremem na mesma hora que você deixa escapar uma sequência de suspiros com o nome dele, a sua entradinha vazando mais líquidos transparentes diretamente na boca do uruguaio que gemia com o seu orgasmo.

"Você é uma virgenzinha mesmo, amor" Disse passando a língua de novo pelo ponto inchado com uma expressão maliciosa. "Toda sensível."

Ele se põe de pé para deixar um beijo na sua testa suada e você se deita no peito dele.

"Vamos vou te levar para o quarto, mi corazón." Fala te prgando pelas axilar e te carregando para o corredor.

Ao chegarem no quarto luxuoso dele, Enzo se livra da sua blusa e do seu sutiã, assim como resto da própria roupa. Apaga as luzes, deixando o ambiente iluminado apenas pelo abajur da cabeceira.

O moreno deita por cima de ti, diminuindo a distância entre seus lábios novamente e deixando um beijo carinhoso, enquanto pega suas coxas para posicioná-las ao redor da cintura dele. Enzo te distrai com a massagem da boca dele contra a sua, tocando sua língua com a dele que tinha um pouco do seu sabor ainda. O pau duro e grosso - pelo o que você podia sentir - estava pressionado contra a sua vulva melada, um medinho cresceu em você só de comparar o tamanho dele com o seu interior e a possibilidade da dor que poderia causar. Mas não podia esperar mais, queria ele te fodendo e te alargando com o membro avantajado, além do mais, ele se remexia espalhando a lubrificação natural por toda a área.

"Eu 'tô pronta, Enzo." Fala segurando o queixo dele e encarando as orbes cor de amêndoas.

"Você tem certeza? Podemos ficar só por isso mesmo." Te responde acariciando seus pulsos.

"Não, eu quero sentir seu pau em mim." Diz rebolando um pouco para deixar a pontinha do membro deslizar até sua entrada.

"A timidez sumindo de repente, não é." Ele te provoca se aproximando mais para deixar um beijo no seu rostinho quente.

Se apoiando em cotovelo, Enzo pega o pau com a mão livre batendo a glande no seu buraquinho, enfia a cabecinha atento a forma que sua buceta parecia engolir ele de tão estreita, ele mete mais um pouco e para ao escutar um choramingo seu, passa o polegar pelo seu clitóris e penetra até chegar a base. Você se segurava para não se contorcer com a ardência e sensação cheia que te acometia. O pau dele parecia deslocar tudo para caber dentro.

"Que bucetinha gostosa, meu amor. Já tô ficando viciado."

Quando se sente mais relaxada com os elogios dele e o prazer sobressai o desconforto, pede para ele começar a se mexer. Enzo te fode devagarinho, botando tudo e tirando, apreciando com gemidos o seu aperto ao redor dele, era tão apertada e quente que ele acelera sem notar quando você suspira o nome dele com um palavrão. Revirava os olhos com a estimulação intensa, nunca sentindo algo tão prazeroso quanto ele metendo em você.

Não demora para a cabeceira da cama bater na parede com os movimentos intenso, seu corpo até pula um pouco com a força das estocadas, então Enzo gruda o torso no seu, esmagando seus seios com o peitoral musculoso. Voltou a te beijar, mas vocês só conseguiam soltar gemidos baixos na boca um do outro. O quarto era preenchido por uma sinfonia das suas peles se chocando, o som molhado da união de vocês e a vocalização dos seus prazeres.

"Falta eu dar atenção para esses dois aqui, bebita." Enzo diz ao tocar os seus peitos que saltavam com o impulso das estocadas dele.

O moreno aperta a carne e abaixa a cabeça para chupar os biquinhos, lambendo e sugando a carne, abafando os grunhidos na sua pele. Enzo ondula os quadris, sabendo que não iria durar muito com a sua buceta se contraindo tanto e seus peitos na boca dele.

Quando o pau grosso pulsa perto de gozar, Enzo descansa a face no meio dos seus peitos, babando levemente e esfrega seu clitóris em círculos.

"Que tal eu te encher de porra e te dar um bebezinho só nosso, hm?" Diz beijando seu corpo e te fodendo mais forte, com certeza você estaria dolorida na manhã seguinte.

Você assente, pensando como era seu maior desejo no momento sentir ele te encher com os filhinhos dele. Você solta um miadinho e arqueia as costas, suas paredes espremendo o membro conforme sua buceta pulsa em mais um orgasmo intenso. Quando ele goza logo em seguida, Enzo solta um gemido rouco e empurra tudo até a cabecinha do pau jorrar a grande quantidade de líquido branco no fundo do seu buraquinho. Ele demora um pouco para se recuperar, tirando o pau que ainda pingava a combinação de vocês dois. O moreno observa o gozo dele vazar da sua buceta arrombado e, mesmo com seus choramingos, empurra tudo para dentro de você.

Ele se deita de costas na cama, te puxando junto. Você se aconchega no biceps musculoso e desenha círculos no abdômen dele enquanto ele acaricia seus cabelos te dizendo como era linda e perguntando se estava tudo bem.

"A partir de hoje você dorme aqui." Diz te dando um beijinho na testa e te abraçando contra o peito dele.

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wheelsgoroundincircles · 10 months ago

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Ferrari Dino 246 GT

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smokingago · 9 days ago

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"Indossare una maschera"

La letteratura è piena di citazioni a riguardo, quasi sempre questa metafora viene utilizzata come figura retorica per descrivere l'atteggiamento di auto-protezione di tante persone che "indossano una maschera" per proteggere la propria sensibilità le proprie debolezze, le emozioni

Il punctum è sempre lo stesso: davanti a chi possiamo toglierci questa protezione e mostrare chi siamo veramente?

Penso però che molte volte la indossiamo anche per proteggere gli altri, succede, quando ad esempio per dare sicurezza recitiamo la parte della persona forte e decisa e senza paura, quando mostriamo allegria ilarità e sorridiamo per dare conforto a chi in quel momento è giù di corda, oppure quando ci mostriamo comprensivi di fronte a chi ha commesso un errore e cerchiamo di sdrammatizzare e minimizzare per non farlo sentire in colpa. Tutti quanti, tutti i giorni, chi più chi meno, recitiamo una parte come attori di teatro, qualche volta per proteggere noi stessi altre volte per proteggere gli altri. Sono pochi i momenti in cui siamo veramente lo specchio del nostro io interiore, ci togliamo queste maschere o queste corazze, o in qualsiasi altro modo si voglia chiamarle, solo davanti a poche persone, quelle poche a cui possiamo confidare tutto e non sentirci giudicati. Sono quasi sempre anime simili alle nostre, molto sensibili e molto altruiste, quelle rare persone che sentono anche il dolore degli altri.

Per questo motivo, per non ferirle e non farle soffrire, molto spesso indossiamo anche con loro delle "maschere buone", le togliamo solo in quei rari momenti in cui abbiamo veramente bisogno di comprensione e di affetto, e queste persone fanno lo stesso con noi. Ma quando succede che due individui affini si aprono completamente nello stesso momento denudando la propria anima accade come un miracolo, avviene una connessione che ha qualcosa di magico, si diventa un'unica entità, ci si sente più forti e al sicuro.

Può accadere semplicemente parlando, confidando le proprie paure e i propri desideri, anche soltanto sorridendo insieme, oppure durante un lungo abbraccio silenzioso. Abbiamo bisogno di indossare queste maschere per vivere, ma anche per apprezzare quella meravigliosa sensazione che proviamo quando, con chi è come noi, ce ne possiamo tranquillamente spogliare.

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autointeriorparts · 1 year ago

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Automobile Dashboard Heaven

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dangerousduckcloud · 5 months ago

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Flowerbeds make up for a nice eternal rest

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Dick jumped from the car, walking until he was consumed by the darkness that surrounded you. Seconds passed and nothing happened, no movement, no sound, nothing. It’s now or never. The door opened without a problem, barely making a sound, but one that could be misinterpreted by the hooting of owls nearby. You stood there for a full second, waiting to see if Nightwing would come back, but he didn’t. Taking a few steps backwards, you hastily turned in your place, ready to run away as fast as you could.

Chapter 3 < > Chapter 5

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Ever since you were a child, your parents would engrave the phrase ‘do not get into a car with strangers’ into your mind every single day. And you listened, feeling uneasy as a teen every time you had to get into a taxi by yourself, the sentiment not quite leaving you even now that you were a young adult.

But when the stranger had a real life Batmobile which could go up to 500km/h? Well, that’s something worth risking your life for. After all, how many people could say they had the opportunity to ride in an exact replica of the legendary car?

Besides, did that sentence applied when you were already staying with the stranger?

“All these buttons work?”

“Yeah.”

“What does this one do?”

“That’s the comms.”

“What about this one?”

“GPS.”

“And this one?”

“Emergency eject.”

If Dick didn’t had plans to kill you, he likely did now. The moment your eyes spotted the car, you ran straight towards it, throwing yourself inside when Dick unlocked it, your parents’ precaution all but forgotten.

The interior was everything you expected. Black leather seats with dark red detailing, more gauges than a normal car should have that you didn’t even know what they were measuring, the dashboard packed with dark gray buttons, some labeled with numbers, others with letters, you only stopped trying to press them when Dick almost swerved off the road at seeing you were about to push the auto-destruction button.

But that didn’t stop you from asking.

“This one?”

“That’s the GCPD radio.”

“And what about—FUCK!” Stepping on the pedal, the car reached a speed at which no normal human should be able to drive. “Stop! STOP!”

Just seconds before you would hit a car waiting for the red light to change —even though it was way past midnight, and the streets were empty— the Batmobile stopped, the force of movement sending you forward, an ‘ooph’ leaving your mouth once your chest hit the dashboard.

Dick’s shoulders were shaking with mirth.

“If you wanted me to shut up, you could’ve said so.” You complained while rubbing your shoulder, sure that the seatbelt would leave a mark.

“I’m sorry.” He pursed his lips, stepping on the pedal once more, this time at a normal speed. “Are you alright?”

“I guess I’ll survive.” Reclining on the seat, you took a second to take a deep breath, calming your body before it decided to return your meal. “So, how far is Mr. Wayne’s house?”

“On the other side of the city, all the way to the outskirts.”

You’re certain he was lying, that his plan involved driving you around to get ‘lost’ and not realize you’d gone back to the same place, something that totally would’ve work if you didn’t know the truth, whatever the truth was.

“Can we at least turn on the radio?” You asked, hoping it would help you learn where were you, because no matter how far he’d drive, you couldn’t recognize any part of the city. Had they moved you to a whole different town? “This car has a normal radio, right?”

He hummed, thoughtlessly hitting a button, and bringing to life the voice of whatever talk show host was on at this hour.

“… Top-up security if so many prisoners keep escaping.” The woman in the radio said. “But I guess once can get complacent when you have grown men in tights running around beating up these criminals and bringing them back. That’s Gotham for you, folks. Time’s fifteen past two am. Temperature’s…”

Great, so the radio was of no use as well. Just how many people did they have on this scheme? Was this something pre-recorded?

Your feelings were a weird mix of danger, curiosity, anxiousness, and hopelessness. Nothing made sense, what did they want with you? Why you? Were you simply on the wrong place, at the wrong time?

This wouldn’t be happening if only you’d remember to charge your earphones and— That’s it! Your phone!

Chiding yourself for forgetting it, you moved on your seat pretending to soothe a cramping leg, but in reality, you were patting your right leg for the hidden pocket on your pant, something you had to sew in most of your clothes after getting mugged the first time you moved to the city.

The rectangular bulge your fingers brushed over your thigh brought some peace of mind, meaning they hadn’t done anything to you, not even pat you down to make sure you wouldn’t call the police.

Were they amateur kidnappers?

Song after song was the only thing filling the space inside the car, some random add here and there on the radio.

“Won’t Mr. Wayne be mad we’ll wake him up at two in the morning?” You decided to break the silence.

“Nah, it’s a Friday, he’ll most likely be just returning from some party. We’re almost there.”

‘There’ was pretty vague, tall buildings had transformed into a beautiful field, moonshine reflecting on the early morning dew on the grass. ‘There’ was nothing here, just a road that continued behind a hill.

The car came to a stop, all kind of alarms flaring at full volume inside your head. There was no one here, there was nothing here. They could kill you or brainwash your brain and people would be none the wiser, no one would be able to help you.

“Wait here.”

Dick jumped from the car, walking until he was consumed by the darkness that surrounded you. Seconds passed and nothing happened, no movement, no sound, nothing.

It’s now or never.

The door opened without a problem, barely making a sound, but one that could be misinterpreted by the hooting of owls nearby. You stood there for a full second, waiting to see if Nightwing would come back, but he didn’t. Taking a few steps backwards, you hastily turned in your place, ready to run away as fast as you could.

That is, if a body hadn’t impeded your escape. A ‘humph’ escaped you for the second time that night, followed by a scream that you hoped would alert someone and come help you.

“Safe.” The body —a girl? — said, hands raised. “You’re safe.”

Hurried steps resonated on the concrete, getting closer and closer until they came to a halt.

“Jane?” Dick asked, worried. “What happened?”

“I… I…” Words elude you, what could you say? ‘Yeah, my bad, I was trying to escape’? “I just… You didn’t come back and…”

“I see you met Cass” A different voice spoke this time, older and blithely, the voice of someone you would see on those air-headed reality shows. “She’s my daughter, nice to meet you, I’m Bruce Wayne.” The man extended a hand towards you, and your brain short-circuited, looking from his hand to his face, wasn’t he supposed to be ‘missing in another universe’? "Are you alright?"

Coming out of your stupor, you shook his hand, closing your gaping mouth with a click.

“Nice to meet you, sir. Thank you for, uh… For taking me in. I’m… Jane.” You settled on telling him the name Tim had given you, you weren’t sure if they knew your real name, but didn’t want to tell them in case they didn’t. “I’m sorry to be an inconvenience, specially at this hour.”

Now that he was closer and the moon shone on his face, you could appreciate how handsome he was, sure that he was someone who had all kinds of men and women throwing themselves at him.

“You’re not an inconvenience, when Nightwing called I was more than happy to give you a room in my home. And my daughter and I were just getting home after a charity gala, in case you were worried you woke us up.”

“Oh.” His story checked out, as he was dressed in a luxurious tuxedo that probably costed more than your rent, drenched in what looked like wine. And the girl, Cass, was wearing a beautiful but simple black cocktail dress. “Why wait here?”

“You see…” The man, Bruce, or whatever his real name was, cleared his throat, rubbing a hand behind his back, and a coy smile on his face. “I’m trying to avoid certain gossip that has been coming up more with the years.”

Nightwing did his best to not laugh, instead covering it with a couple of coughs, eliciting a heated glance from Bruce.

“As much as I would love to hear the story, I gotta go.” Dick said. “The Scarecrow escaped again and we’re getting close to capture him. Jane?”

He led you a few meters away from Bruce and Cass.

“I know how hard this all must be, but I promise you, you’re safe, there’s no safer place on Gotham than Wayne Manor. But if you ever feel threatened…” He pulled out a rectangular metal plate, barely longer than your hand, with only a red button in the middle. “This is a signal emitter, if you press the button, both Red Robin and I will receive the signal, and we’ll immediately come and get you, wherever you are, okay?”

“Okay.” The gift warmed your heart, tears welling in your eyes. “Thank you.”

He hugged you and led you back again with the Waynes. You watched the Batmobile drive off into the city, the spot getting tinier and tinier until it disappeared.

“Ready to go?” Bruce asked.

“Yeah, sure.” You cleaned a stray tear with your sleeve, clearing your throat and followed both to a costly car hidden behind a tree. Sitting on the back seat, with Cass on the passenger seat, and Bruce driving.

The car screamed luxury everywhere you looked, there was even a mini fridge inside, and TV screens on the seat’s backrest. However, it didn’t look like a car that was used too much, maybe only to show off when going to parties, not to do menial tasks, like groceries or errands.

“So, Jane.” Bruce spoke. “How old are you?”

“22.”

“Ah, that’s great! Cass is 23, I’m sure you two will get along just fine!” From the mirror, Cass smiled sweetly at you, which you felt forced to give back. “I have more kids, but they’re not home most of the time, only Cass and Tim are full time living in the manor right now, although Dick has been spending more time there lately.”

“Tim is nice. But he is tired.”

Bruce chuckled, pressing a button on the screen in the dashboard. “Yeah, he loves staying up until late with his silly videogames, don’t feel offended if he doesn’t talk to you, most of the time he won’t recognize people until he’s had his third cup of coffee.”

“Is that… Healthy?”

“No.” Cass replied with a flat tone.

Silence befell the car, moving your sight from the side window to the front when the sound of old gates moving reached your ears, mouth agape and a gasp of awe broke the silence.

At the end of the driveway, a mansion—no, a castle loomed over you, just two windows had their lights on, the rest of them as dark as the night. After getting off the car, you had to crane your neck and a bit more to see the full house.

“We can give you a tour tomorrow, I’m sure you’re tired.” Bruce mentioned, getting back inside the car. “I’ll go park the car in the garage. We prepared a room for you; Cass can show it to you in the meantime. We’ll talk tomorrow morning.”

“Alright. Thank you, Mr. Wayne. Goodnight.”

With a smiled, he closed the door, the gravel under the tires the only thing heard. A small, slender but calloused hand took hold of yours.

“Come.” Most lights were off, only a couple of lamps on helping you to not bump onto the furniture. Paintings adorned the walls you walked alongside, but most faces weren’t visible at this late night. “This is your room. This is mine.” Her’s is directly in front of yours, and you didn’t know whether to feel safe at having another girl nearby, or wary to feel monitored at all times.

“Thank you, Cass. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

Turning the knob, you entered the room and made a beeline towards the bed, throwing yourself on top of it. A groan of pleasure escaped your lips once your back touched the softest bed you’d ever slept on.

With a sigh, you force your eyes open, trying to make sense of everything that’d happened so far.

How had they all managed to get coaxed into this? Who was the mastermind behind it all? What did they want with you?

Was there a miniscule chance that this all was… Real?

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cartasparaviolet · 10 months ago

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Mulheres como nós não se sentem bem-vindas e, talvez, não sejam muito bem recebidas. Mulheres como nós foram feitas para serem livres. Mulheres como nós são feitas de sonhos, do selvagem, da magia. São feitas da Natureza, de seus cantos e contos. São feitas de lendas e de histórias que nem sempre terminaram em finais felizes. Mas também, são feitas de conto de fadas. Somos todas as personagens em uma só: a princesa, a bruxa má, a fada madrinha. Mulheres como nós possuem enraizadas em nós os desejos e amores não vividos das nossas antepassadas. Somos a vida, a morte e o recomeço. Somos o dom, a arte, o espírito. Somos a alma expressada nessa tela denominada corpo que em cada veia pulsa o néctar da vida. Somos o portal para esse mundo, mas também somos a foice que corta aquilo que não germina mais. Mulheres como nós não são domesticadas. Mulheres como nós possuem inúmeros sonhos engavetados, pois a realidade não foi tão generosa assim conosco. Mulheres como nós priorizaram se defender para proteger-se e, no processo, esqueceram quem são em essência. Todavia, há uma voz gentil dentro de cada uma de nós que sussurra como um chamado para voltar. De volta para correr floresta adentro para encontrar o nosso lar. Mulheres como nós amam com a força das estrelas. Mulheres como nós possuem uma melodia própria, um sorriso confiante e um olhar amoroso. Mulheres como nós sentem seu coração pulsando em uníssono com tudo, suas vontades e desejos mais intensos com honra e permite-se expressar e ser ouvida. Mulheres como nós esperam ansiosamente por seus amores de cinema e, ao mesmo tempo, contentam-se com o pouco. Mulheres como nós respeitam seu templo sagrado, sua integridade e sua individualidade. Mulheres como nós flutuam entre serem brisa e furacão, tempestade e chuva de verão, fagulha e erupção. Mulheres como nós abalam estruturas, pois após todo o abalo sísmico interior entendemos que é preciso destruir para reconstruir. Mulheres como nós superaram medos, apegos, abandonos e rejeição, contudo compreendem que o maior pecado é a auto rejeição. Mulheres como nós já transcenderam o tempo e sua urgência, a sociedade e suas exigências, as responsabilidades e suas demandas. Mulheres como nós vivem em sua dimensão particular, em um infinito que poucos podem alcançar. Mulheres como nós falam sobre assuntos improváveis, gostam do exótico, contemplam o desvalorizado. Mulheres como nós estarão em locais pouco frequentados, lendo sobre conteúdos não tão divulgados, dando importância ao que foi descartado. Mulheres como nós aprenderam do modo mais difícil que dizer “não” faz parte do seu amor próprio e que estabelecer limites é imprescindível para sua saúde emocional. Mulheres como nós aprenderam a colocar-se em primeiro lugar, pois nada importa mais que o seu bem-estar. Mulheres como nós passaram a enxergar força em sua vulnerabilidade, seguir as suas verdades, impor as suas vontades. Mulheres como nós são a ponte entre o visível e o invisível. Somos índias, caboclas, ciganas. Somos elementos e elementais. Somos a jovem, a donzela e a anciã. Somos a delicadeza, a coragem e a sabedoria. Somos muitas mesmo sendo apenas uma mulher. Mulheres como nós veem em seus reflexos uma aura misteriosa que a guia como guardiã e, intuitivamente, ela sabe que essa aura também é uma parte sua.

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weixuldo · 11 months ago

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Unconditionally Epilogue (pt 2)

Anakin X Reader

a/n: This is the complete end to unconditionally, i’ve been putting off finishing part two but i really just got into it these past few days (nostalgia is a weird thing haha) but i hope you enjoy and i want to thank you all again- i wouldn’t have ever continued to write if you guys hadn’t supported me in the first place- so thank you so much :)

10 years later...

It’s a busy week at the Skywalker household: the twins are turning 18 and you and Anakin are celebrating your 10th anniversary

Warnings: cursing, kids, nudity, no sex but implied, mention of injury and car accidents.

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“Maker!! This is for me?” Leia exclaimed happily when the two of you handed her the smooth car fob.

“It's all yours princess” Anakin smiled as he went in to hug her.

“We wanted to send you off to college with a more reliable car; we also got you a bunch of accessories and stickers for the inside, they’re in the living room. I think you’ll really like them” you added.

She hugged you next, “Thank you so much!”.

“Thank you daddy” she said, walking towards the sleek auto infront of her.

“Yea. thanks ‘daddy’,” Han teased before going off to join his ecstatic girlfriend.

Anakin’s smile turned to an annoyed scowl; that smug son of a bitch was gonna get it some day, but as of now Anakin refrained from violence.

“I don't know about that Solo kid, he might end up six feet under with me holding the shovel someday” Anakin half joked, half actually meant.

“Whatever” you rolled your eyes playfully, “as if you weren't a cocky son of a bitch when we first met”

He gave you a smug look with his brow raised.

“You know it's true, “Mr. Skywalker’” you smirked at the formal title you hadn't used in years.

He huffed out a laugh and pulled you into his side, returning the smile.

By the car, Leia raved to her boyfriend about the interior and he happily listened with a huge grin (he knew he’d be driving them on dates in it in the near future).

Luke popped out of the garage with a smile and his safety goggles crookedly laid in his fluffy hair.

“Finally!” he exclaimed, “mom and dad have had me keeping your present in the garage for two weeks now! About time you got it”.

Leia turned to her brother, “you knew?!”.

“Of course I did, I helped pick it out- I got you the newest model with the best safety features. Cant have my sister going to college in a hunk-a-junk” he joked.

A wide smile plastered itself on Leia's face as she rushed to embrace her brother.

“I’m so glad you like it honey” you said, hugging her once more.

“And now that your brother finally stepped out of his cave, we can give you your gift,” Anakin said, turning to his son.

All of you walked back into the house and Anakin pulled out a plain white envelope.

“So, I know your sister’s gift is actually useful right now, but I’m sure you'll be very pleased with yours”, Anakin said as he handed the slip to his son.

Luke was confused but happily opened the envelope. You watched his blue eyes scan over the words and once it all clicked, he leapt up from the bar stool he was on.

“No way! No fucking way!” he exclaimed, making Han and his sister laugh.

Anakin shook his head with a smile.

“What is it?” Leia asked, but before you could answer her, Luke practically tackled you in a giant hug.

You smiled and embraced him warmly before he left to do the same to Anakin (a little gentler).

“Thank you thank you!!” he said, clenching the paper.

“Luke, what is it?” Leia asked again.

“They got me that old camaro that's been sitting in watto’s scrap yard. I’ve been wanting to fix that old thing up for years!” he grinned like a kid who just got told they were going to disney world.

“There's more at the bottom,” you said with a smile.

Luke shouted again, “NO WAY!”.

“What now?” Leia said, playfully rolling her eyes at her easily excitable brother.

“Mom and dad got me a pass for next year’s car show- I’ll fix up the camaro and enter it!”.

“That’s amazing Luke! You’ve wanted to be in one for forever!”

He smiled and thanked the two of you once more.

After the excitement of the gifts both of the twins went their separate ways to see their new presents; Leia went to test her car and Han helped Luke bring the other car over to the house.

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“Be good for your sister and brother, alright baby?” you said as you hugged Rey close.

You and Anakin’s anniversary was tomorrow so you were leaving for the islands today. Anakin rolled the rest of the luggage into the back of his car before coming back to say goodbyes.

“I will mommy” Rey smiled proudly.

“That’s my girl” Anakin said, walking in from the garage.

“Daddy!” Rey exclaimed, reaching her arms up for Anakin.

He bent down to hug her tight and kissed her head, “Hey Pumpkin, we’ll be back in a week, alright?”.

Rey nodded her head before asking her brother to pick her up. He obliged as you, Anakin and Leia gave your parting hugs.

Next, Luke handed Rey over to Leia so he could hug you two goodbye.

“Have fun kids, we love you and will see you next tuesday” you smiled and waved as you headed for the car.

“make good choices- if I come home to a-“

“don’t worry daddy, i’ll keep these two idiots in line” Leia laughed as she pointed behind her at Han and Luke.

“ok- call if you need anything- love you!”

“of course! Miss you already” the twins smiled before going back into the house.

Once you and Anakin were buckled in, you squeezed his bicep with a wide grin.

“Someone’s excited” he laughed before kissing your forehead.

“You have no idea”

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You arrived at your villa and flopped onto the large bed as Anakin put some of your luggage by the dresser on the other side of the room.

It was one that overlooked a private cove and came with pretty much every special amenity you could ask for (full working juice bar, hot tub, complimentary spa, embroidered towels, personalized rooms, you name it!).

“My love, come here” you called, patting the space beside you.

The smile lines in the corners of his beautiful eyes crinkled as the corners of his mouth turned upward, “alright angel”.

He joined you and kissed you on the temple before asking what you wanted to show him.

You dug around in your bag and pulled out a photo album you had made for your anniversary.

“Happy anniversary, Ani,” you smiled.

He looked at the square book and his eyes softened, “Is this for me?”.

You giggled, “who else would it be for silly?”.

Your heart skipped when his mechanical hands brushed over yours as he took the book from you; even after ten years he still made you feel like a giddy teen.

“Holy shit” he exclaimed as he opened the book, “Where’d you dig this one up from?”.

The first photo was a candid photo from your wedding; you were sitting in Anakin’s lap with your arms around his neck as he looked at you adoringly.

“Rex actually took that one, he showed it to me when I went over there to pick Rey up from her playdate”.

“Maker, we look young- Well, you still look like this… I just look old” he joked.

You kissed his temple, “no you don’t! You’re just well loved” you smiled.

“That’s what you’d say to someone who looks old!” he exaggerated.

You set the book up chronologically so that things from your college days when you first started working for him were at the beginning.

On the next page was a copy of the first check you ever got from him (obviously it was illegal to copy checks- but you weren’t actually going to use it).

His signature was much smoother back when he actually could sign with his hands.

He eyed the page filled with small mementos from your early days together with a smile, “I can’t believe you kept some of this stuff” he said as he ran his mechanical fingers over the valet ticket stub from your first date.

“What can I say, I’m sentimental” you smiled, kissing his cheek.

As the pages continued he watched his younger self become more and more happy with each turn. You really did light up his life.

There were photos of you and the twins playing, candid photos of him, ones that you took with him after long nights of love making… Everything was right here.

“Hah! Look at that” he exclaimed as he came across some hand turkeys and swans you had taught the kids to make the first thanksgiving you were with them.

“I used to find those damn things everywhere!”.

He squinted once he reached the next page, there was a gray text message bubble cut out at the top of the page.

I should be home a bit earlier today, maybe we can watch that movie you’ve been talking about.

“What’s that?” he asked.

“The last text you sent me before you got into your accident” you said, squeezing his upper arm softly.

The next page had a picture of his completely totaled car as well as the first few photos you had of him when he was in a coma. It wasn’t pretty, but it was a part of him- a part of your journey together.

“Fuck, I forgot just how bad the car looked…” he said as he scanned the photo.

His black Audi’s front was completely crushed and it barely looked like a car with the amount of dents and scrapes it’s body had collected.

You still weren’t completely sure what happened that day for it to have been so fatal. And Anakin barely remembered anything from the accident up to a few weeks after.

“Maker- and me!” he said, diverting his analytic gaze to the glossy photos of his broken body lying in the ICU.

You nodded as he continued turning- the next few pages were his recovery period in the hospital; his first picture awake, his first with Ben and Satine, first with Ahsoka, his first with you, and his first with the twins.

Looking back at the pictures made you really see how far he’d come- there was a time when the doctors didn’t think he would make it.

Soon the pictures’ settings began to shift out of the hospital and into the house; his first time back home and other pictures from that christmas (there weren't many photos from the period you and him went through a rough patch, only one or two that Ben had lying around).

The next picture of everyone was at your college graduation; all smiles.

You remembered your graduation like it was yesterday; it was the tail end of your rough patch with Anakin and he was the last person you expected to see in the sea of people. Your massive smile in the photo showcased just how happy you were to see him again.

“You looked so good in that dress, Angel '' he cooed, nuzzling into your neck to steal a quick bite.

“haha - stop!” you giggled, lightly pushing him away.

“You still have it?” he asked jokingly with a smirk.

You rolled your eyes, “...yes”.

His smirk grew into a lopsided grin, “I think you should wear it for me when we get back”.

“HAH! Ani, I don’t even know if it still fits me?!”

He set the book in his lap and squeezed his mechanical hands around your waist making you squeal.

“Ani! That tickles!”

“Yea, i’d say you’d still fit- well maybe not this” he smiled grabbing the fat of your ass.

“Ani!” you scolded.

All he could do was laugh, “What princess? I never said I didn’t like it- You know I love your ass”.

You swatted his hands away with a laugh- “Stop it! Finish looking at the book” you giggled.

He turned his attention back to the album. The next few pages were covered in your wedding photos; a close up on his face when he saw you walk down the aisle, your face when he stood after saying his vows and a nice still photo of your first dance.

“This was the best night of my life,” Anakin said with a reminiscent smile.

“Me too, Ani”.

The next photos were of his return to work, your pregnancy announcement, Rey’s birth, the twins’ first school dance, and other family milestones.

There was a section near the end full of pictures of the kids; “first day of school” pics, vacation pics, and other moments where they were just being themselves.

Finally the last page was the most recent picture of the two of you; it was at a rooftop bar for a gala his company hosted, he was dressed in a nice suit and you wore an off-the-shoulder gown- the photo was a candid Ben had taken of the two of you kissing after Anakin made his speech.

He closed the book lightly and placed it on the end table beside the bed before turning to you with glassy eyes.

“Y/n Skywalker, I love you more than anything on this earth- you are absolutely perfect” he said pulling you into his lap (which you gladly obliged).

“Thank you” he said into your hair as he hugged you close.

You tossed your arms around his neck and held on tightly, “I love you too, Anakin ''.

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Anakin’s gift to you was much more extravagant than yours to him, but the whole time he kept apologizing for his not being able to compare to yours (and you knew he meant it).

He took you to one of the nicest restaurants on the island and then took you to the aquarium for part of your present. You were always a big fan of conservation and the oceans, so he donated a large sum to have a portion of the local reef named after you.

“Ani, this is amazing! Thank you so much!” you grinned ear to ear as you ran your fingers over the golden plaque with your name on it.

He shyly cast his gaze away from yours, “It really doesn’t compare to yours- you’ve just always been the better gift giver”.

You shook your head and grabbed his hands, “no, no Ani! I absolutely love this- and they’ll make sure to watch over the reef right?”.

He nodded with a smile, “Yes, my love. This section is under protection and will now be being sustained and cleaned by certified locals so that it will continue to thrive”.

You hugged him, “Thank you, I love it”.

“Of course. Angel”

The two of you walked hand in hand through the dark aquarium (Anakin had it completely reserved for tonight for just the two of you).

Walking through the tunnel of brightly colored fish never failed to mesmerize you; their fluid motions, the shapes and sizes, you loved it.

Anakin watched your expressions change adoringly; after all these years, after becoming a mother, after becoming an influential and respected figure you could always find wonder in the smallest things.

He loved that about you.

You did what he never could, you showed him how to be happy and how to push through the toughest times. That's why he knew you were perfect for him.

After a few stolen kisses under the watery biomes, Anakin had a driver take you back to the villa.

Anakin began a warm bath for you in the fancy whirlpool tub; he opened the sunhatch, tuned on soft lights, added flower petals and some sweet fragrance.

Once he entered the bedroom again, you had gotten undressed and were only wearing one of the new silk robes he got you and a smile.

“Hey Ani” you said with a small wave.

Like a moth to a flame, he walked towards you.

“Hello, my love” he said with his low voice as he placed his mechanical hands on your hips, drawing you closer.

You stood on your tippy toes and kissed him gently, “I think you should join me in the bath”.

When you leaned back he cocked his head to the side with a smirk, “Oh, should I now?”

He played with a strand of your hair that you must have missed when you twisted it up. You nodded and began to take his suit coat off.

He chuckled at your determination and allowed you to help him undress; his body hadn’t seemed to change too drastically but there were some definite differences.

He was more muscular than he was the first years after the accident but still wasn’t at the shape he was when you met him.

He was still slim but he collected some extra fat around his love handles; his crows feet and smile lines were more prominent, but in a way they made him more endearing.

His scars had mostly all faded but every once in a while would flare up. As for his limbs, they all healed pretty well and his prosthetics were regularly updated.

He was still just Anakin though… your Ani.

“I think you’re ready” you said after placing a tender kiss on his bicep.

His robotic digits danced around the hem of your robe until he pulled the loosely tied bow around your waist; the robe cascaded softly around your feet, leaving you bare.

Anakin’s eyes admired your body and he sucked in a breath.

“And now you are too”.

He was not the only one who’s body changed; after having Rey, you gained some light weight and stretch marks, your breasts had grown larger and you seemed to have a bit more fat on your ass (not that Anakin minded at all).

You too had collected some smile lines but you had no problem with them. If you ever felt bad about your body, Anakin swatted those thoughts away really quick.

He always made you feel like the only girl in the world.

With a loving smile you led him into the large bathroom and helped him sit on the side of the tub before disassembling him. He always preferred legs first because he liked to hold onto you as long as he could.

At this point in life there was no part of him you hadn’t seen and no part of you that he hadn’t seen- so he was much less shy about having you help him.

Once everything was off you helped him into the tub; he sighed at the warm water caressing his body, you couldn’t wait to join him.

You stretched once more and entered the tub gracefully. Before long you were lying against Anakin’s chest with a content smile- this was the best anniversary yet.

Out of habit you fidgeted with the gold chain around your neck- you and Anakin had amassed several important dates since you first got each other the pendants.

Anakin’s had your, the kids, and his first wife’s birthdays on them as well as the date of his accident and your wedding. And yours had Anakin’s, and the kids birthdays as well as your graduation date/when he proposed and your wedding day.

After all these years, after all you had been through together- you couldn’t ask for a better lover.

Only the stars knew that the mousy college student you were and the cold mannered businessman Anakin was, would eventually make it work.

You couldn’t be more thankful- and as you sat happily in Anakin’s embrace, you told him what you always did,

“I love you so much Anakin…unconditionally”

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a/n: so now it’s completely finished 🥲 i’ll miss this story but im also glad to have it finished :) i hope the epilogue chapters were enjoyable for u guys!! i tried to tie in the original trilogy and sequels a bit :) now we’ll be back to our regularly scheduled programming haha

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