#he is the Moss of their group after all.
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Recent Screens + Homophobic Stare (Space Dog Edition)
#live EIGHT reaction#swtor#swtor screens#theron for a long time thought he was judging him because he'd give him this Look all the time#he is the Moss of their group after all.#troublemaking space dog who is happy to find new partners without much reason or rhyme#eight needs an oatchi-sona#oc: orradiz
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Moss' tfbw sona would be so spiderman-like but he insists its Not Spiderman !! because it's Evil !! >:(
#well more like an antihero#or sth#hangs out with all groups no matter what side they're on#and when he gets bored he just. goes and hangs out with their rivals đ#chaos is nice so he lets it rejoin every time :3#while he tells the heroes that its not heroic to not let him join them after he's changed :(#âchangedâ#he betrays them 2 hours later#but it's fine cuz it's fun XD#moss radmoore#moss sp#sp moss#south park moss#new kid sp#south park new kid#south park hcs#the fractured but whole#south park tfbw
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info abt the one in yellow and the bottom 3?? the others r cool too but these ones caught my eye
The one in yellow is Distant Hope and the second youngest iterator in the group aside from Three Attempts at Success (the iterator he's talking to lmao.) She tends to be very low energy but likes doing little jokes and pranks to see others reactions! Also the most likely person to send someone else on of those old YouTube jumpscare videos and record their reaction
The two on the bottom left are Five Streams of Rain (dark blue, also originally called fresh smell of rain), and Pieces of Memory (light purple)! FSOR is the most anxious in the group and also the most determined to solve the great problem even after the ancients decide to dip and spending most of their time doing that, while POM was the second fastest to give up on it and enjoys modifying the wildlife around her can instead! POM also tends to be a lot more cheerful and outgoing, essentially being the glue that keeps the local group together outside of their senior's mother henning. Also, POM was built right in the middle of everyone timeline wise, being the 4th out of the 7 of them built in the local group, while FSOR was made right after her as the 5th! :]
The guy on the bottom right is Near Endless Nagging (red), while the two guys in the screens are Whispers on a Breeze (light blue), and Fourteen Falls (yellowish-green)! NEN is the local group's senior, while the other two are from seperate groups that they're also the seniors of! The three of them were all built around the same times and have been pretty close ever since!
#moss talks#also some things that r important. to me#DH uses he/she but is nonbinary#also with NEN WOAB and FF i've been debating whether or not theyre in a poly relationship or just a qpr#all of them are very important to me tho#MAN THIS IS JUST REMINDING ME I GOTTA MAKE SOME GUYS FOR WOAB AND FF'S GROUPS..#ALSO ADDING THIS BECAUSE I. ADDED POM AND FSOR AFTER REREADING THE ASK AND REALIZINF U PROBABLY MEANT THEM TOO#anyways pom is transfem and that fact is also very very very important to me#all of them are trans actually. i dont make the rules sorry
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Main Masterlist || Navigation || All works are F!Reader || All images sourced from Pinterest ||
SONGS THAT SOUND LIKE SEA-FOAM || Mini-Series || Completed
PAIRING: Fisherman!John Price x F!Mermaid!Reader
SYNOPSIS: In which a lone mermaid finds good company with a handsome fisherman who trespasses in her cove. But the word isn't what it used to be...hunting ships patrol the waters.
CHAPTERS: Part I, Part II, Part III
FANART: âYouâre somethinâ beautiful, yâknow that?â & "Mermaid Interpretation" by @thedevillovesflowers
2. RUN AWAY TO ME || Mini-Series || Completed
PAIRING: Blacksmith!Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish x F!Runaway Bride!Reader
SYNOPSIS: The night started with wine and ended with blood. Racing through the woods after having escaped your wedding, you find a lone homestead in the middle of a rainstorm. Alone, wounded, and bordering on unconsciousness, you have no option but to knock.
CHAPTERS: Part I, Part II, Part III
3. BLOOD-STAINED WOOL SPUN AT MIDNIGHT || 18 + Mini-Series || Completed
PAIRING: Werewolf!Ghost x F!Tailor!Reader (Set in Van Helsing Era/Aesthetic)
SYNOPSIS: When you left the town in the year of our Lord, 1897, to buy more wool from the local farmer, the cobblestone streets had come up to meet the hooves of your neighbor's horse.
Along this trip of false hope, the open fields at your sides had led to the backdrop of a brimstone forest; an old shadow seems to loom there. A black thing. A devil with eyes like a burial mound. You were told to fear the Ghost of the Forest, but never had you known you'd be caught in his blackened claws.
CHAPTERS: Part I, Part II, Part III
4. BLACK METAL AND BOURBON || 18+ Mini-Series || Completed
PAIRING: Biker/Mechanic!Ghost x F!Bartender!Reader
SYNOPSIS: You've been in this small town for your entire existence, giving up dreams and aspirations to carry on life as a simple bartender despite your hatred of two things: the smell of cigarette smoke and the disrespect from regulars, namely, your ex and his buddies. But on a still-air Sunday, almost overnight, a mechanics shop pops up right across the street - giving sight to new faces and a fresh group of men with a love of motorcycles. One, in particular, seems to only like Bourbon.
CHAPTERS: Part I, Part II, Part III
5. TO HUNT A SILVER STAG || Mini-Series || Completed
PAIRING: Knight!Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick x Fae!Princess!Reader
SYNOPSIS: Promised to a greedy king to try and preserve the magic of the land, a princess instead finds herself drawn to a chivalrous knight and his gentle words. But everyone knows magic has a mind of its own.
CHAPTERS: Part I, Part II, Part III
6. HOW TO ADAPT TO FIRE || Mini-Series || Completed
PAIRING: Fireman!John 'Soap' MacTavish x F!Journalist!Reader
SYNOPSIS: There is an arsonist in your city, and you're going to catch him. As one of the most prolific investigative journalists in the city, you make a lot of enemies the second your papers are released to the public. Your informant - and perhaps something more - in the local fire department makes a point to tell you to be careful.
But everyone knows he's right beside you when the fires start sparking.
CHAPTERS: Part I, Part II, Part III
7. MOSS, BONE, AND A FALLING STAR || Mini-Series || Not Started
PAIRING: Witch Hunter!Price x F!Witch!Reader
SYNOPSIS: Humans have not been kind to you, but they usually are to things that they don't understand. You're offered a deal when a rugged-looking Witch Hunter shows up at your secluded hut. Make him see you for what you truly are in three stories or less. You oblige and give him the limit - a story of moss, of bone, and of a falling star.
CHAPTERS: Part I, Part II, Part III
8. VIVAMUS, MORIENDUM EST || Undetermined || Not Started
PAIRING: Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick x F!Reader (Reincarnation AU)
SYNOPSIS: In every lifetime you made a promise to one another: even if you must die, you will find a way to live together for all of eternity, be that five or a hundred years from now. You'd not broken your promise yet.
CHAPTERS: Undetermined
#masterlist#cod masterlist#cod fanfic#cod#cod x reader#call of duty#cod x you#cod price#cod gaz#cod soap#cod mw22#call of duty mw2#x female reader#modern warfare 2#call of duty modern warfare#call of duty x reader#call of duty x you#john price x you#gaz x reader#soap mactavish x reader#ghost x reader
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can u do more tojiii đ§
young & beautiful àšà§
your parents are on a business trip, which gives you more freedom than a sheltered 20 year old should have. they left the country thinking their daughter would continue to drive around your suburban neighborhood, continue going to both your ballet and pilate classes, go to your college classes and stay there retaining all of the information you possibly can. itâs the basic things they expected of you.
little did they know you were far far from home. your expensive shoes plopped against the cracked concrete. in the distance, you could hear the sound of multiple police sirens ringing throughout. they seemed to grow close before disappearing and the crying sirens becomes quieter and quieter. your eyes take in the environment in front of you, the buildings that you could tell were once vibrant now lost their color. cracks and chunks of the bricks used to build them up were missing and large colorful vandalism littered spots on the buildings. corner stores with peeling paint and flickering neon signs offer a glimpse of the local people here struggling to survive.
it feels like a gray filter is casted on this side of town. and with winter being seconds away from approaching, everything is colder and dull. the sky grumbles, threateningâno, warning people of whatâs to come. a group of guys are standing at a trash littered corner as you and toji past by them. you curiously look at their faces, theyâre all already looking at you with a gleam in their eyes. you gasp to yourself and clutch tojiâs hand tighter in fear.
âgot yaâ a young one!â one of the guys call out to toji, âbet that pussyâs nice ând tight!â
toji walks faster, his grip tightening on your hand. you struggle to keep up with his fast steps. his normal walking is your fast walking, youâre almost on the borderline of jogging. the fall air sores through your chest as you continue looking around the neighborhood curiously.
the two of you walk until you get to a worn down building. itâs littered with moss, vines, and graffiti. toji lets go of your hand to pick out a single key in his pocket.
âgo inside. iâll be back.â he tells you. you canât stop yourself from frowning.
âi-what? no!â you say with widened eyes. as interesting as it is to be in a part of town that your parents demanded you never come over, things are still dangerous. the thought of going into a building youâve never been inside and just waiting for him has your heart thumping in fear. anything could happen while heâs gone.
ââm not askinâ.â he could see you trying to form up some rebuttal, some way to argue with him and he canât stop himself from rolling his eyes. âiâll only be gone for about ten minutes. you can be a good girl and wait for ten minutes, right?â
youâre stiffly nodding your head while looking up at him. you try to convince yourself that ten minutes is not that long of a wait.
âiâll knock six times and then say âgumiâ. if someone knocks but doesnât say the code word donât open the door, understand?â he speaks carefully while looking into your eyes. heâs hoping all of his words are actually sticking and not just going through one ear and flowing out the other.
âfine..â youâre sighing and pouting, hoping that thatâll make him for bad for leaving you alone so soon.
he examines your face for a few seconds. he doesnât say anything, the two of you quietly look into each otherâs faces until a dog barks and interrupts you both. toji steps back, giving you more personal space.
you donât know if youâre supposed to give him a kiss or hug goodbye. your relationship with him is still new and timid at times. your feet are moving before you realize it and your arms have a mind of their own as they wrap around his figure. to your surprise, toji accepts your hug, though it is awkward. he pats your head like some dog.
after a few prolonged seconds, heâs pulling you away from him. âalright, kid. go inside.â
and you listen. with shaky hands, you bring the key to the knob. to your dismay, it takes only a second to unlock the door. the door creaks as it slowly opens. you look back at toji one more time, heâs still waiting for you to go completely inside before walking away.
you let out a breath before stepping into his house. you make sure to lock the door behind you.
the inside of the house is sparsely furnished with basic necessitiesâa worn-out couch, a small dining table with mismatched chairs. there are warm tones of the walls try to add a comforting touch to the otherwise bleak space, but they can't hide the signs of neglect. the floorboards creak with every step, and the curtains are thin, barely filtering out the dim light from the outside light. youâre used to big elegant houses so to see something so small and compact has your eyebrows rising. as you tour throughout the entire house, every room is just about the same. bare with just hints of being lived in. you curiously open the refrigerator, youâre met with nothing. just a bottle of half drunken hennessy, and a sandwich. youâre in disbelief that someone actually lives like this.
luckily, the electricity worked. you turned the heat up before trailing into his bedroom. the room is a master, it has a queen sized bed in the middle of the floor and a single dresser with a tv sitting on top of it. you strip out of your clothing besides your bra and panties. you rummage through his drawers until you find a solid black shirt. you put it on, it fits you like an oversized dress. it stops right under your ass and the littlest movement would expose it off. you fold your discarded clothes, and place them on top of his dresser. you grab your phone and lay down on his bed.
his house is quiet. too quiet. thereâs nothing to hear besides your thoughts. you canât help but to wonder how he lives like this. so alone with nothing but his thoughts. you sigh out to yourself, itâs almost close to the ten minute mark.
you mindlessly scroll on your phone until you finally hear it. you rush out of his bed and make a straight line to the door.
knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.
âgumi.â
you let out a breath and swing the door open. toji stands there with a. smug smirk on his face. as you look up at him, breathless, you notice a newfound small scar on his cheek.
âyou donât look happy tâsee me, cutie.â toji practically pushes you to the side. youâre unsteady on your feet before catching your balance.
âno! i am! iâm very happy!â you exclaim. you watch as his fingers go to unzip his jacket, your eyes widen when you realize his knuckles are red and bruised.
his eyes follow what youâre looking at and when he realizes youâre reacting to his bruised knuckles he just chuckles. "i see you made yourself comfortable." he comments.
you bite down on your lip trying to hide your giddy smile. "it smells like you.â
toji only hums at your statement. he walks through his house and you follow behind him like a lost puppy. your uncertain steps travel closely behind his confident ones. he leads you to the bathroom, you donât know if you should stop at the door or continue to waltz through.
âcâmon.â he ushers you.
he turns the shower on and lets it run for a little. he takes the time to take his clothes off, he smirks to himself when he sees your curious eyes linger on every inch of his body. once heâs bare, he walks over to you, pulling you closer to him. his hands wonder on your body before heâs tugging on your shirt, signaling that he wants it off. he helps you undress yourself, once youâre naked in front of him, heâs ogling at your body while letting out a pleased whistle.
âstep in.â he tells you.
you follow his directions and step in the tub. now that youâre actually in it. the tub is quite condemned and with how big toji is you briefly wonder if the two of you are going to fit.
he hands you a white rag before stepping in behind you. youâre stiff, youâve never showered with another person, ever. youâre used to showering in luxury bathrooms with the upmost space. you see that thereâs only one bottle of body wash, which is also something youâre not used to. you use a plethora of skincare products that make you feel nice and clean, not some off-brand from the convenience store.
âsince it seems like you donât know how to wash yourself.â toji tuts before taking the rag out of your hands. he pours a nice amount of gel on the fabric before wetting it.
the feeling of his hands cascading around your body is .. weird. his movements are extremely gentle, he touches you like youâre some sort or sensitive rare artifact. you find yourself relaxing against his body as he cleans you. he starts from the neck and works his way down, even going so far as to clean the inside of your intimate areas with just water. you try to return the favor to him. he insists on washing himself but he does let you wash his back. once the two of you are cleaned, you stay under the slowly turning cold water until itâs fully freezing.
thereâs only one towel out when you two step out. you look up at toji cautiously.
âforgot to grab the other.â he shrugs. he wraps the towel around your body and then opens the bathroom door.
you two make your way to his bedroom. you could hear the sound of rain pattering against the roof and occasional thunder blooming throughout the air. toji turns on a single lamp as a source of light.
the two of you dry off in your own towels. once youâre dry, youâre looking up at toji. the very few times youâve been around him it feels like your brain stops working and you have to look at from guidance. you canât tell if he gets annoyed by it or not, if he does he doesnât say anything.
toji guides you to sit on the edge of the bed. before you could ask why, his lips are on yours. he kisses you greedily, he sucks up both your tongue and air. with you being not so experienced, you struggle to keep up with his experienced mechanisms. you canât stop yourself from leaning back, and toji follows you. he makes sure not to drop his entire weight so that he wouldnât crush you.
the two of you continue to sloppily make out for a while, the kiss morphing from just lips to tongue and spit swapping. you let out a soft moan as toji begins grinding his growing hard on against your clit.
he slowly pulls his lips away from your lips and moves his lipa down to your jaw and neck. he kisses you and occasionally licks spots here and there, he makes sure not to leave any spots on your neck. heâs grown now, if he was still in his early 20âs he wouldâve left marks to let people know thereâs already a claim on you. but heâs past that childish point in his life.
âyâwanna get fucked, baby? hm? âs that why you came alway over here?â he taunts you. his hips are moving faster and one incorrect slip up would have his cock slipping right inside your wet cunt.
ây-yes. please.â breathy gasps are escaping past your lips. the friction heâs creating is so delicious and addictive.
âgâna give it to you, baby. gâna fuck this pussy. gâna mold it to fit only my cock.â heâs letting out a drawn out groan as he slides his cock into you. youâre both moaning out to each other. the second all of his cock is fit into you, heâs immediately pulling his cock out only to slam it back inside of you.
he straightens his back, putting some distance between the two of you. he grabs your legs and places them on his shoulders. he watches as your boobs bounce with every rough thrust. his eyes trails along your body, the sight of you frantically clutching the bedsheets while still carrying this angelic look has him growing even harder.
âfuck.â you whimper out. his cock is so thick and it fills you up so well. âfeelâs s-so good, tojiii.â you moan.
âmhmm. gâna let me fill this pussy up, âmma put a baby in you.â his breathing becoming heavier and you canât help but gush out some more wetness at his claims of breeding.
âfuck a baby ânto me, toii, pleaseee.â you moan out.
toji grins at your words. if a baby is what you want, thatâs what heâll give to you.
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I'd love to see more yeti or Bigfoot dragging their mate off to their cave in the woods
They're just slightly smart enough to communicate with gestures but not enough to understand why you'd want to leave
Yâall fr making me lose my mind with this asks. Love it
You decided to go hiking with a group of coworkers. Itâs supposed to be a team building experience, but you donât care about that. Youâre just glad that youâll get paid to be outside. Itâs better than being trapped inside all day, listening to people you donât care about complain about things you also donât care about.
You started to get a bit ahead, nor caring about the gossip and taunting that your other coworkers are exchanging. Your one work friend pulled out last minute, making you wish youâd stayed home today. That feeling wouldnât last for too long though.
As you followed the path, you lost sight of the group behind you when you looked back. While you felt relieved by that, you also wondered if that would mean you wouldnât get paid since technically you werenât apart of any of the âteam buildingâ and âmorale strengtheningâ going on behind you. You pushed that thought from your mind and decided to keep going on. They were lucky you came at all. Surely no one would be so petty as to not pay you because you got excited and got a little ahead.
When you heard a branch breaking just off the path, you didnât think too much of it. Someone probably just was catching up to you. However, when you heard thumping on the trees, a shiver went down your spine. You remembered your Dad telling you about Big Foot and how he always made himself known by banging on trees, and that horrid smell. Luckily you didnât smell anything, so you pressed forward.
Again, you heard the branch breaking. This time you froze, looking towards the sound of the breaking branch. Just as soon as you saw the flash of brown fur, you were scooped up by it. A scream ripped from your throat as you were carried away from the trail faster than you could comprehend.
You were taken to a cave, where the creature set you on a bed of moss and leaves. It was soft at least. The creature that loomed over you was a stereotypical Big Foot, making your heart leap into your throat. He gestured for you to lay down, but you shook your head.
He frowned, gesturing again. You shook your head. âWhat? No. I need to leave.â
You pointed to the opening of the cave, but this time, the creature shook his head. He lightly pushed you onto your back, burying his furry face into the crock of your neck. The feeling of his tongue, lips and teeth on your neck drew out an involuntary moan from your lips. He took that as a sign of invitation, moving his large, furry hands down your body.
You jerked away, moving slightly closer to the mouth of the cave. He drew you back to him, now pinning you under him. His huge cock was already leaking precum, which he smeared against your jeans as he grinded against you. You couldnât believe how soaking wet this thing was making you.
He tried to pull off your jeans, but was clearly confused and agitated. After a moment, you decided that this wasnât real. It was just a dream, right? Big Foot isnât real. What could it hurt to have a little fun?
You slipped off your jeans, and he groaned, back to grinding his leaking cock against you. The tip of his cock pushed your panties into you, obviously not understanding the barrier at first. Just as youâre about to pull them off, instead, he ripped them off. Within a second, he slammed his giant cock inside of you. That mix of pain and pleasure made you realize that this wasnât a dream. It was real. But you were too cock drunk to care at this point.
The furry creature abused your poor dripping cunt merciless. He bit and nipped at your neck, leaving deep bruises all over your neck and throat. His fat cock stretched you out with every thrust, the tip of his cock hitting your cervix repeatedly. You knew that if he was to cum in you that there was no way that you wouldnât get pregnant. It was basically in your womb with every thrust. Again though, you couldnât bring yourself to care too much.
Big Foot groaned and grunted, sounding animalistic and feral as he used your poor human cunt. He flipped you over, shoving your face into the moss so he could reach deeper into you. This drew tears from you as you gripped the moss. Tears ran down your face as your eyes rolled back into your head. Your cunt was wrapped around him, drawing him in deeper. You wanted to beg for him to keep going just like that because you were so close, but you couldnât get any words out. Instead you just moaned and whined, pushing back against him.
Finally, as you felt him pulsing inside of him, so close to cumming, you clenched down around him. Your orgasm finally flowed, making you choke out a sob into the moss. Your mind was fuzzy. Your cunt was throbbing excitedly. He moaned loudly at the feeling of you clenched around him, and that was all it took for him to release inside of you.
His cum filled you up, extending your stomach, rounding it out. It gave you a precursor to what your stomach would soon look like, round with his child.
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Here are both my pieces for the @bdubszine !!!!! Such a great opportunity to run with it and just have fun with detail work.
I am in love with sungod bdubs and very proud of this piece with the improv class^^
Down below is some in depth talk for the first piece with bdubs and all his clocks :D
The one on his chest is a regular minecraft clock - he always carries one in his offhand. In the background his his big tower from his "building with bdubs" series. He is wearing his moss cloak. On his wirst: A clock with a horse: he loves horses. also it actually is inspired by the horse-mountain he build in season 9 of hermitcraft A purple clock with ears: a purple panda clock. He joined one mcc (minecraft championship) and one it first try on the team called purple pandas) A tnt block-clock: Season 7 of hermitcraft he had, alongside impulse and tango, a company called "the boomers" who would explode stuff with tnt for diamonds - bdubs stick was he would die in every blow up they do (there are compilations)
in his jacket: The clock looking like a ring: reference to double life. He was soul-bonded to impulse and they lowkey roleplayed as a married couple and impulse gifted him a clock as a sign or marriage. therefore it looks like a ring. it also has "i" pointers because impulse always puts "i"s on his stuff A regular alarm clock: Basically that - maybe a reference for him always sleeping through the night. The red glasses clock: reference to season 8. He, tango and keralis based together and called themself "big eyes crew" and they all wore red glasses Emerald shaped clock: season 9 as the right hand to king rendog (theres also a crown inside the shape) emeralds because rendog and bdubs wanted to change currency to royal emeralds which started a war on the server and led to rendogs execution. bdubs stayed loyal till the end "hep" clock: Season 7. He plays right hand man to mayor scar. There was a turfwar between two groups - one wanted their main island to be mycelium the other wanted it to be grass. HEP was the group who wanted grassblocks so its a grassblocked shaped clock. they lost the war clock with a snake: 3rd life reference. Inside the clock theres a castle "the crastle" which was his and cleos base in 3rd life. The snake stands for cleo. the heart is part of the logo for the traffic series (same btw count for the heart in the impulse ring) sundial: reference to the hermitcraftxempires smp crossover. bdubs came to empires smp and announced himself as "the sungod" and basically became a god and gem, oli, fwhip and sausage were his followers for the short time. the shape is after a build sausage made in his name the "B" sign: reference to last life. He was part of team B.E.S.T. and they had shields with their initials aka Bdubs, Etho, Skizzlman and Tango. The four hearts are the lifes he was given at the start of the series half tnt clock: reference to ethoslab who is his best friend on hermitcraft and they are just unnormal about each other messed up steam punk clock: reference to the create series he did with keralis, tango, scar and zedaph who unfortunatly was short lived mcc coin: the coin he got for winning mcc broken heart monitor clock: limited life. there's a heart monitor and digital clock. the clock is broken because bdubs didnt uploaded his view for limited life (at the time of drawing this piece) so we never new how much time he had left (we know now) small pocket watch with snake and wings: also limited life. he teamed up with scar (the wings) and cleo (the snake) tree clock: the tree of whimsey. one of his first builds of season 9. he crowned tango as parkour king, cub as royal magican/dragonslayer and ren as king under it
rest of the smaller clocks are filler
#bdoubleo100#bdubs#bdouble100 fanart#hermitcraft#traffic smp#hermitcraft x empires#joifeeart#fandom zine#great chance to join a zine#i had lots of fun#check out the zine if you havent yet
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Why Me?
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Summary: Bella and Y/n are twins but when Bella and Renee moved away you stayed with Charlie always growing closer with the people around La push, but when Bella comes back itâs like everything is flipped around, Bella becomes distant obsessed with the cullens, you find solace with the guys at the beach but things change after the first year and suddenly youâre all alone, will anyone come back, will Paul your best friend, your forever crush come save you from depression
Pairing: Paul Lahote x f!reader
Warnings: Depression, Rosalie, suicidal thoughts
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It was a simple life in forks but I loved it this is where Iâm meant to be, I canât explain it but it calls to me, the rainy weather, the cool breeze, the calm beach at La push, even my group of friends made my life feel complete
Plus I had dad or as Bella called him, Charlie, after mom and Bella left when I was only 4 it was usually just the two of us, suppers out at the cafe or cozy nights at Jacobâs as they watched the game, I kept him a float after the devastating heart break even thought I was young, mom tried to take me with them the night everything happened but I held on to dad screaming for him to keep me, and here we are today just me and him it was perfect everything was exactly how it should be, then we got the call Bella was moving back I was nervous at first I havenât seen her since she stopped visiting years ago
âIâll be back later, be safe and if you go out leave a note okay sweetie?â Dad stated as he picked up the keys to his police cruiser
âOkay dad! Drive safeâ we shared a hug before he left leaving me alone and anytime I was free Iâd either walk through the forest behind my house or hang out at the beach with Paul or Jacob
I pulled on a coat and hiking boots heading to the over grown trees lining the backyard, the weather is not too cold but itâs still over cast, the trees are lined with a thick moss the ground littered with pine cones and varying animals tracks
Sometimes Iâd find Paul trying to blow off steam out here so hopefully Iâll come across him today needing my best friend right now with all the stress Iâve been feeling about Bellaâs return
After a bit more walking I heard groaning as I approached the cliff we sometimes would hang out on, I rounded a tree and saw Paul sitting there huffing and puffing, heâs always had anger issues growing up but I was always there for him and for some reason I was the only one to calm him down
Silently I sat next to him laying my head on his shoulder his arm instinctly wrapping around my waist quickly finding comfort in each others company
âRemember when we were nine and you were so angry that Jacob took my ice cream, you pushed him into a puddle and got me a new ice cream and I had to keep you calm away from Jake the rest of my partyâ I stated laughing remember how cute he was and thatâs the day my crush on him started which grew over the years but Iâd never tell him that, I canât risk what I have with him
He sighed squeezing my hip his breathing calming down
âI couldnât help it you were so excited all day for your ice cream and that look in your face when he took it mad me so mad, you know I hate seeing you upsetâ
âDonât get soft on me Lahoteâ he huffed out a laugh
âWhatâs wrong Paul? Anything I can do to help?â I asked finally looking up at him
He looked hesitant his eyes looking anywhere but me, I drew my hand through his long beautiful black hair trying to ease his worries
âJust a lot lately, things with the older tribe members donât worry about it, how about you Bellaâs coming today you still nervous?â
âYeah what if weâre not like how we were as kids, what if she doesnât like me anymore I mean I know I can be a burden sometimes but I just want my sisterâ
âHey what did I tell you about talking about yourself like that, sheâs gonna love you and youâre not a burden why do you think the guys and everyone around you loves you?â
Sometimes when heâd get sweet talking like this it only made me love him more, feeling the blush spread across my cheeks I pushed his arm playfully trying to hide my feelings
âYouâll always be here for me right Paul, even when we both have stuff going on youâll be here?â My hands fiddling together
âAlwaysâ
Itâs been a week since Bellaâs moved back and itâs been nice, we reconnected and talked before bed most nights just catching up on everything, and it was nice to have a friend at school now, I never really had friend at the forks school, I tried but no one ever bothered, plus all my friends down at La push is better than anyone here
Sitting at my usual lunch table by the windows I glance over seeing Bella with her whole new table of friends, she said sheâd sit with me if it bothered me to be alone but I didnât want to get in the way of her making new friends plus I saw how sheâd rather be with them it was the perfect spot to look at the cullens, who sheâd make goggly eyes at every lunch
But the day dragged on as usual but when that final bell rang I was free, I ran out the door heading straight to where Paul usually parked to pick me up but he wasnât there which was strange he was never late
âHey y/n do you need a ride?â Bella called from a few spots down waiting at her truck
âOh ummm no I should be fine maybe heâs just running lateâ I waved her off just hoping he was okay
I sat on the stairs watching as the cars emptied the parking lot one by one till there was no one but me and the setting sun
I sighed realizing he wasnât coming so I started walking home, once I got through the door I dialed Paul on the house phone my heart beating anxiously
The tones rang one after another but no answer so I called Jacob instead and of course he answered immediately
âHello Black residenceâ his chipper voice always made me smile he was such a sweet guy
âHi Jake itâs y/n Paul didnât pick me up today and I was wondering do you know if heâs okay?â
âOh no I havenât heardâŠ..â I heard a mumbled voice behind him then the voice changed
âWho is this?â And I recognized that voice it was Sam Uley
âHey Sam itâs me y/n swan! Ummm sorry if I interrupted something I was just calling worried about Paul, have you seen him around?â
âOh heâs gonna be under the weather for a while heâs caught a stomach bug, we donât wanna risk you getting sick tooâ
âCan I visit just to drop off soup or something?â My heart ached knowing what heâd say
âIâm sorry honey not yet, itâll be awhile just give him timeâ
âButâŠâŠbut heâs my best friendâ my voice wavered havenât never being apart from him for a long period of time there was this pull to him I always felt so being apart feltâŠâŠ.wrong
âJust give it time honey, Iâve gotta go, goodnightâ and with that he hung up the phone felt heavy in my hand
Iâve seen Paul every day since he got his licence, heâs a year older so when he got it he promised to pick me up everyday to make sure I was safe, Bella can drive me now but itâs not the same after a long day Iâd get in his truck and cuddle up to his side and drive down to the beach and relax
âSweetie why are you crying?â Dad broke me out of my thoughts as he hung up the phone
âOh itâs nothing justâŠ.pauls sick Iâm just worriedâ
âThat kid is strong heâll be just fineâ he smiled patting my shoulder before he got a soda from the fridge
The days dragged on and I thought heâd atleast pick up the phone when I called or even call me but nothing, not a word and now a month has gone by I thought Iâd have Bella but she quickly became all involved with Edward Cullen, the older member of the tribe werenât quite fond of their family they told me stories but I thought it was all just legends never thinking too much about them
So now without Bella and Paul I was alone, my world felt flipped upside down, everything use tk be perfect but now I felt ripped of who I was, I fell hollow, drained, the all crushing depression, I canât sleep evident by the dark circles under my eyes, I can barely eat shown by the hollows covering my body and the clothes that hung on my body, I felt like Iâm dying, Iâm fading
Iâve never been through a break up but this canât be how it feels this has to be something different, something more painful
School was like hell, even worse than before, Bella convinced me some days to sit with her and the cullens and Alice was always trying to cheer me up but nothing was ever permanent
I picked at my rice as Emmett bragged about how he beat Edward in a baseball game
âStill not feeling well?â Jasper asked next to me, the first time Iâve ever heard him speak
âI think somethings wrong with me, I think Iâm dyingâ everyone stopped what they were talking about and eyes were on me but I didnât care anymore
âWhy would you say that y/n?â Alice spoke
I sighed excusing myself from the table walking away, they couldnât understand but maybe the elders could, I called dad and he said heâd be at the school to pick me up seeing as work was going slow
A few minutes later the cruiser pulled up and I got in the front seat
âSick again?â He asked worry written all over his face
Iâve been calling him to pick me up from school a lot, either from spells of nausea throwing up or just the overwhelming depression
âCan you take me to Emilyâs?â She was like a aunt to me always so sweet and thatâs what I needed right now
âOf course sweetieâ the drive was silent until we pulled into the gravel drive way seeing Sam and Emily step out
âTry and relax okay, Iâll pick you up whenever youâd like just callâ I managed a smile and got out seeing him drive away
I walked up the porch steps straight into Emilyâs arms
âOh honey whatâs happened we havenât seen you in so longâ she said stepping back taking in my clearly broken and sick appearance, the baggy brown hoodie that use to fit relative tight and some ratty sweat pants, my hair pulled into two messy braids
âSomethings wrong Emily, I didnât know who else to askâ finally letting the tears stream down my face, she squeezed my hands giving Sam a desperate look as she led me inside
I sat on the couch as she dropped a fluffy blanket over my legs telling Sam to make me a hot chocolate
âWhatâre you feeling hun? How did all this startâ her voice always soothed me
âI canât eat or sleep, I canât feel itâs like Iâm hollow inside and it hurts, not just emotionally I physically get sick all the time, dad brought me to the doctors and they say nothing is medically wrongâ Sam placed the drink on the table infront of me and sat next to Emily on the couch across from me
âWhen did this all start?â He asked
âThe day Paul left me, I know it sounds crazy butâŠâŠ.its likes a piece of me died when he stopped coming aroundâ they looked at eachother with knowing looks
âYouâre not crazyâ
âThen what? Do you know whatâs wrong with me?â I ask almost pleading
âI might, how about you and Emily catch up and rest, Iâll be back soonâ and with that he left leaving me confused
The sun started setting and I didnât want to bother Emily more that needed
âI think Iâm gonna head home, thanks for having me todayâ I said pulling on my coat at the door
âDo you want me to call Charlie itâs a long walk hunâ
âOh no IâmâŠ..I need some air Iâll be fineâ
âOkay but be safe and call me when you get home so I know everything okay?â
âOkay Emâ I faked a smile and left feeling the cool breeze hit me, but I lied theres no going home this time, Iâm going to where I last had him, the cliffs
The walk was long and cold but when I finally made it the moon was shining bright over head, dropping to my knees I cried and cried until there was no more tears left
What was the point anymore heâs never coming back so this pain will never go away I feel like Iâm fading away anyways
Standing up I neared the cliff edge the sea breeze blowing up from far below
âMaybe in another life Iâll find you Paulâ then a quick breeze whooshed past my body opening my eyes I wasnât at the cliff anymore but in the deep forest
Emmett Cullen right infront of me, confused and upset I step away crossing my arms over my chest
âEmmett why would you stop me, whatâre you even doing hereâ I sigh wanting to just scream
âWhat the hell were you thinking, why would you try to kill yourself what about Bella what about Charlie?â
âIt hurts so much Emmett can you just make it go away, I wanna be okay againâ
âThis isnât suppose to happen to you, youâre suppose to be Bellaâs sweet shy sisterâ he sighs pulling me into a tight cold hug, nothing like how it felt with Paul
âNot anymore Emâ
âDo you wanna come over I can make you anything you want and I can make a cozy spot for you infront of the fire placeâ
âOh I couldnât impose like thatâ
âIf Bellaâs family now so are youâ before I could agree a growl rumbled through the trees
Turning a grey wolf the size of a mini van emerged from the trees its eyes piercing at Emmett
âEmmett what do we do?â I ask scared gripping his arm
âCalm down youâll be okay just trust me okayâ
âOâŠokayâ and the next second he was gone in the blink of an eye
He left me, I turn back to the wolf that no longer growled but was whining, getting closer it laid down infront of me nudging my leg with its snout, suddenly the fear dissapeared
I lean down and cautiously rubbed my hand through its soft fur hearing it grumble, sitting in front of it it moved forward laying its head across my lap completely covering it
âYouâre quite beautiful, like a gentle giantâ rubbing its fur helped sooth me bringing me back to reality of what I almost did tonight
âI canât believe I almost ended it all tonight, heâll come back to me soon right? Iâll be happy again someday wonât I?â
I licked at my hand whining
âHe promised he wouldnât leave me, he always said heâd protect me and he always made me happy I donât know what to do without himâ
The wolf got up motioning to get on it back and for some reason I didnât think twice about it, hopping on I held onto its next as it made its way down the path back the way I came
Right back to Emilyâs house
More parts coming soon!!
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Zoro wakes up to the scratchy feeling of a note beneath his haramaki.Â
âCookâs name is Sanji.Â
You fight every day. He hates you. He knows your favorite foods. You loved him.Â
Hanahaki got bad again. You took the pill.Â
No. of times this has happened: [a number of scribbles] 11â
The note looks like itâs been through the ringer, crumpled and bloodied. Zoro reads it, folds it up, and sticks it back in his haramaki. He assumes heâll need it again.
The cookâ Sanjiâ is hard to get along with. He yells at Zoro, fights with Zoro, complains about Zoro. Heâs terrible.Â
Living alongside him is like breathing.Â
It feels so natural, slotting into place next to him. Zoro knows instantly why the disease keeps coming back. Itâs hell.
Robin knows. Nami knows. Chopper doesnât seem to, and if Usopp did then Sanji would. And Sanji doesnât seem to know.Â
Thank god Sanji doesnât seem to know.Â
Itâs only a few weeks before Zoroâs coughing up petals again. Small and blue and fragile.
Theyâre on an island and itâs autumn and the townâs harvest festival is happening. Thereâs a cult or possibly just a really zealous group of farmers. Zoro doesnât know; he got lost and ended up at an old womanâs cottage on the outskirts of town.
His theory circles back around to *cult* when he ends up prone on her floor after some apparently drugged mulled wine. She stands over him and rants about something or otherâ he doesnât care what she has to say, heâs preoccupied with the way the drugs coursing through his system are making it hard to cough, and the flowers in his throat are sticking to his insides.Â
Itâs gross. He doesnât cough them up so much as pukes them out.Â
The old woman also thinks itâs gross. She kicks him, but sheâs old. He doesnât really feel it.
Anyway, itâs a whole thing. The problem is that the woman wants to drag him somewhere to be a sacrifice to the great pumpkin or something, but Zoroâs too heavy and she canât move him. But when she opens the door to find a neighbour to helpâÂ
Sanjiâs there.
(Or, as Zoro has taken to calling him recently, Curly).Â
(Nami told him after he started that he often ends up at that name).Â
Sanji lays on the simpering to the old woman for all of about two minutes, asking if sheâs seen some lost moss and then going on about her hair care. But eventually he does notice Zoro there on the floor behind her.Â
Slipping around the woman, who seems to be somewhat at a loss, Sanji starts ranting to Zoro about how he shouldnât drink so much if heâs going to puke it all up, and how he stinks nowâ and to be fair, Zoroâs shirt is covered in puke and wilted flower petals. But then Sanji starts pulling his shirt off of him while Zoroâs still struggling to get up, and as he does so, the noteâ The note slips out of his haramaki.Â
And Zoro canât grab it.
(He still canât REALLY move, although he suspects that puking the flower petals did get some of the poison out).Â
But he cant stop Sanji. His weak âfuck off, give that backâ falls on deaf ears as Sanji unfolds it. Frowns at the state of it. Reads it.Â
Fuck.
Then, fast as anything, Sanji stands up and punts Zoro hard enough that he flies across the room, hitting the far wall and sliding down to the floor with a grown.Â
Awesome. Great. Good to know how Sanji feels.
He hears the click click of his dress shoes as Sanji hurries out. And then heâs alone with the old lady, who seems truly at a loss for what to do, but thatâs okay. Zoroâs too busy coughing up whole branches to notice.
Zoro is retrieved by Robin and Usopp not too long after that. By the time theyâre back at the ship heâs regained a fair amount of his mobility. Whatever was going on in town, Luffy took care of it. Or Usopp did, depending on who Zoro asked.Â
It doesnât matter.
Zoro coughs up petals and licks his wounds and starts searching for those pills. And probably itâs too early this time, but he justâÂ
He wants to forget this.Â
He canât find the pills, though, and he remembers too late that Sanji kept the note. He needs that.
But heâs a coward. He waits until everyone should be asleep before sneaking into the galley to see if he can find the note in the trash or something.Â
He miscalculates, though, and runs straight into Sanji, smoking in the dark.
âEleven times?â Sanji asks him, staring resolutely at the wall next to Zoro.Â
âApparently,â says Zoro.Â
Sanji laughs. Humourlessly. âCanât wait to make it a twelfth, can you?âÂ
âListen,âgrowls Zoro. âItâs not my fault you read the fucking note. Just pretend you never found it.â
Sanji grits his teeth around his cigarette. âIs it that fucking horrible?â He asks. âThe idea of having feelings for me is so fucking repulsive youâd rather rip me out of your life entirely?âÂ
Zoro goes to say something, but there are petals squirming their way up his throat.
He coughs, hacks, spits them into his palm. Delicate blue petals splattered with blood. âYou asshole,â he says, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. âWhat, would you prefer I wallow in rejection and suffocate on a fucking plant? I donât plan on dying here.â
Sanji goes still and quiet.Â
âYou hid the pills, right?â Zoro continues. âGive them back. Iâm done here.âÂ
âNo,â says Sanji. Quietly. âIâ Moss, you canât believe that.âÂ
âWho else would it have been?âÂ
âNo, I meanâ yeah okay, I threw your pills overboard. But thatâs notââ He swallows. âZoro. You canât possibly think I would reject you..?âÂ
Zoro scrunches up his face in confusion. âUh, yeah,â he says. âYou flirted with that old woman who drugged me. Youâll flirt with our literal enemy before even looking at me.â He blinks. âAnd then you threw me into a wall!âÂ
âI was caught off guard!â Sanji shrieks, jumping up. âAnyone would have done that after reading that note!âÂ
âTHATâS AN INSANE THING TO THINK!âÂ
âWELL MAYBE IâM A LITTLE INSANE RIGHT NOW.âÂ
Theyâre suddenly at each othersâ throats. Zoro grabs Sanjiâs collar as Sanji grips his shoulders. Heâs grimacing, face inches from Zoroâs, cigarette smashed on the floor.Â
âYou donât get to DECIDE WHAT I THINK and then HURT YOURSELF OVER AND OVER AGAIN,â Sanji yells.Â
âIâm FINE, COOK,â Zoro yells back. âI was HANDLING IT.â
And then Sanji smashes their faces together.Â
Itâs a terrible kiss. Someoneâs nose is bleeding and Zoro thinks itâs his. He thinks Sanjiâs broken it.Â
Pulling back, Sanji says, âYou didnât have to handle it.â He pushes his forehead against Zoroâs. âThatâs the fucking problem.â
Zoro purses his lips because his eyes are damp. âShut up,â he says. âHow was I supposed to know?âÂ
Sanjiâs hands are still on his collar and he pulls Zoro impossibly closer. âJust. Donât forget me again.âÂ
Zoro closes his eyes. âFine,â he says. âEleven was enough.â
#zosan#my writing#sorry i know i put this in at least some format on here already#but i wanted to put it all together#and under my tag#so IF YOUVE SEEN IT BEFORE MY BAD
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Matchmaker
Loâak x Omatikayan fem reader (All aged up)
Warnings: dom loâak, oral (fem receiving), p in v, multiple orgasms, choking, creampie (breeding kink), cursing, jealous Neteyam at the end.
Synopsis: You had a crush on Neteyam, but loâak was the one that had eyes for you. When you go to express your feelings to Neteyam, it seems as if heâs more interested in playing matchmaker than he is in you. But when itâs all said and done, he soon realizes that he made a huge mistake.
You were among the elite kids in the clan, as your mother and father were very skilled hunters who often led the huge hunts. But most would say that you were very different from the other people your age. You didnât drink, or smoke. You didnât party much, and you always stayed out of trouble. You pride yourself on being the best daughter possible. You were a very smart, skilled warrior, and one of the most sought after woman in the clan.
Although you got a lot of male attention, you were only focused on one boy in particular. Neteyam sully. You were absolutely head over heels for him, but it didnât seem like he saw you as anything more than a friend. His younger brother on the other hand, couldnât keep his eyes off of you. Loâak made it very known that he liked you, and you would be a fool to say that it didnât boost your confidence. However, you wished it was Neteyam.
You were pretty shy, and you didnât want to make the mistake of telling Neteyam you liked him because it could be a large possibility that he didnât like you back. However, your mother always taught you to go for what you wanted, no matter how scary or out of reach it seems.
So when you saw loâak and Neteyam talking to eachother after training was done, you thought youâd kill two birds with one stone. Telling Neteyam that you liked him infront of loâak would surely hault his advances. Or so you thoughtâŠ
You walked over to them, watching as they engaged in a conversation. You stood infront of them for a moment, surely hoping that they noticed you. However, the didnât. You cleared your throat loudly, causing the brothers to turn their attention to you. A friendly smile crept across Neteyamâs face. Loâak licked his lips quickly, wiping the corners of his mouth swiftly to hide his arousal.
âHey, Neteyam. I-I umm-⊠I wanted to talk to you, if thatâs ok?â You asked, a lighthearted smile plastered across your face. You fiddled with your fingers nervously as he nodded.
âOfcourse y/n. Whatâs up?â He asked with slight urgency. You never really talked to him unless it was in a group setting, so he assumed that you needed him for something important. And he was always glad to help.
âI-I know this is probably going to be so out of the blue, but umm-. I like you. Have for a while now. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime. You know, just you and I?â You blurted out, letting out a sigh of relief once you got that off of your chest. Your fingers Interlocked with eachother behind your back as you awaited an answer. However, all you were met with was alot of awkward silence, both boys staring at you in confusion.
You wanted to melt into the moss beneath you. You were so embarrassed. You really didnât know what to expect, but the silence and the blank stares sure wasnât it. âD-Did I say something wrong? I-Iâm sorry! Just forget it, please-â you rambled, before turning to walk away. You felt a firm hand on your arm, turning you back around. Neteyam, ofcourse.
âI-Im sorry. I didnt mean to make you embarrassed. I just thought-â Neteyam started, waving his finger in between you and loâak. Signaling that he believed you and his baby brother had something going on. Your eyes widened in realization, immediately shaking your head.
âOh, no! What? Absolutely not! Loâak and I are just friends! Right, loâak?â You smiled, peering over at loâak. He scoffed, eyeing you up and down.
âAbsolutely not, huh?â Loâak asked, a hint of disappointment in his voice. It was clear that you were too harsh, and youâd hurt his feelings. Ofcourse, you thought loâak was hot, but if you had any chance with Neteyam, you had to play it cool. And if you were being honest, Neteyam was better in your opinion.
âOh, loâak. I didnât mean it like that, Iâm sorry if I hurt your feelings.â You spoke softly. Seeing a visibly upset loâak got Neteyam thinking. He tapped his brother on the shoulder, making eye contact with him. A few quick nods, and slight smirks before their eyes were back on you. This time it felt alittle bit moreâŠintense.
âI like you too, y/n.â Neteyam confessed, but you couldnât tell if he was being serious or not with that devilish smirk plastered across his face. But you decide to take it with a bright smile.
âBut seeâŠ.hereâs the thing.â Neteyam continued, walking to your backside slowly. He gripped your shoulder firmly, bending down to your ear.
âBeing the older siblingâŠnothings ever really all yours is it?â He asked before leaving a small peck on your cheek. You cocked an eyebrow, in confusion but you had an idea of what he was insinuating.
âI-I donât know.â You spoke nervously.
âListen. If you want me, youâve gotta let my brother have a taste. Donât leave him hanging.â Neteyam finally confessed, earning a gasp from you. Your eyes connected with loâaks. His full of lust as he waved at you.
âWhat? I-I donâtâ Iâm not that kind of girl.â You shook your head hastily. âOh, come on. I know youâve got some slut in you somewhere.â Loâak spoke sensually, licking his lips slowly as he scanned your body.
âExcuse me?â You asked, an attitude forming quickly as you shifted your weight to one hip. Eyebrows furrowed in anger.
âMmm, youâre gonna make me repeat myself? I said I know thereâs some SLUT in you SOMEWHERE. Better?â He clapped back, taking a step closer.
âAnd if there was, youâd never see it.â You crossed your arms, ripping out of neteyams grasp to take a step closer.
âOh please, Just give me 5 minutes and Iâd have your little ass begging.â He growled with another step forward. He was dangerously close now, looking down at you with heavy aggression.
âYeah yeah, thatâs what they all say. You wouldnât even LAST 5 minutes.â You spat, a small chuckle rumbling in your chest.
âMmm, pussyâs that good huh? Let me try it out.â He teased. That was your last straw. Before you knew it, your hand flew across his face hard. So hard that he stumbled back a bit. Immediate regret washed over you with a loud gasp. Shocked by your own actions. He grabbed his jaw gently, his eyes meeting yours. But this time, they were filled with anger. You could feel the aggression radiating off of his skin.
âWell then. Im gonna go ahead and leave you two to it.â Neteyam spoke from behind you, but you were too busy focused on how angry loâak was, youâd never seen him like this before.
âGood luck, Princess.â Neteyam chuckled, patting your shoulder before walking off. âDonât break her, bro. I might wanna try it later.â Neteyam joked, hitting loâaks shoulder playfully on his was to leave.
âMhm.â He hummed, his eyes not leaving yours. You gulped loudly, followed by a low whimper. âLoâak, Iâm sorry. I-i donât even know why I did that.â You apologized nervously. Hoping that it would be enough to satisfy him. But ofcourse it wasnât.
He stood there for a moment. Awkward silence plagued the forest as low growls rumbled in his chest. Every hard breath revealing his defined muscles. Every clench of his jaw revealing the prominent veins in his neck. Scared was an understatement, you were terrified.
âComere.â He spoke lowly, gesturing you with his finger. You would be a fool to think you could out run him, or fight him off. So you mustered up enough courage to take a step forward, cautiously.
âCloser.â
âLoâak i-â you were cut off by his strong hand wrapping around your neck, yanking you dangerously close to him. You grabbed his wrist in defense, making sure that he wouldnât squeeze your neck to the point of non-circulation.
âIâm sorry! Iâm sorry! Iâm so sorry loâak please!â You pleaded, fear written across your beautiful face. âYeah?â He asked, shaking you by your neck gently.
âYES!â You whined, nodding frantically. He squinted with a slight head tilt, eyeing you up and down for a moment while he thought about what he wanted to do to you.
âMhm. Tryna figure out wether I should put you on my shoulders, and eat this pussy until youâre cryingâŠ.â He started, running his hand down your torso, making it all the way to the band of your loincloth. Your breathing hitched, his fingertips so gentle against your skin. You could feel your legs tremble as he placed his hand inside of your cloth, using the pad of his fingers to massage your clit. A series of low whimpers escaping your lips, his just being inches away from yours.
âOr should I just get straight to it, and Fuck you like I hate you. Fuck you until you canât speak, until you canât WALK. Show you who the better brother is.â He finished, now teasing your entrance with his middle finger.
âShit, I mean we do have all the time in the world, right babe? How about I just do both? Take my anger out on this pretty body of yours.â He spoke with a slight grin, his lips grazing yours with every word. It was like he didnât even have to do any of that to have you hooked, you already were at this point. Maybe itâs the aggression, or the way he talked to you, the way you were at his completely mercy. But loâak was for sure the winner.
He began to untie your loincloth, letting it hit the ground beneath you. And in one fell swoop, you were on his shoulders in no time. Backing you against a tree so that your back was supported.
âBeen waiting on this for quite some time now. Let me show you why Iâm the better choice.â He spoke, looking up into your eyes as he sent a kiss to your throbbing clit. And before you knew it, he was devouring you. Sucking on your clit like a pacifier, and licking on the nub gently.
âMmm, loâakâŠâ you moaned, running your fingers through his braids. Only motivating him more. His technique began to get sloppy, spit dripping down his chin and to his chest as he lapped up your juices. Flicking your clit with his tongue as we glared at you with those beautiful eyes of his.
âYess! Just like that, fuuuckâŠâ you moaned, the volume increasing. Throwing your head back against the bark while he tongue kissed your core expertly. After a few minutes, you could feel your orgasm coming as your stomach began to tighten.
âLoâak I-I think Iâm-â you whined, meeting his devilish gaze, the gaze of a man who didnât plan on stopping, wether you came or not.
âMhm.â He hummed into your core, flicking your clit again. This completely sent you over the edge. Your legs began to shake around his head, eyes rolling all the way back as you let go on his face. He licked your essence greedily, growling with every swallow. And to your suprised, he didnât stop. He continued his abuse on your sensitive clit.
âOk ok! I-I canât take it loâak!â You screamed, pushing on his head gently, causing him to hold you tighter, while he ate you like you were the last meal heâd ever have.
âSquirt, and Iâll let you go.â He mumbled, sending vibrations through your entire body. He sloppily kissed your clit a few times before going back to work. Writing his name into your cunt like you were his property.
âI-I CANT!â You whined, attempting to use your hands to climb up the tree, being completely unsuccessful. Your legs began to shake again, the overstimulation consuming you.
âStay fucking still! Or so help me GOD!â He roared. You whimpered, watching him attack your clit again. âT-Toooo muchâŠâ you mumbled, out of breath as your cunt began to clench around nothing.
âItâs called a punishment, baby.â He moaned feeling your clit jump in his mouth. He watched you intently, your erratic breaths telling it all.
âLet go, and Iâll stop.â He teased, letting his spit cascade down your clit before sucking it up. Your eyes began to cross, mouth falling agape as silent screams escaped your lips.
âJust like that, y/n. Let that shit go in my fucking mouth, you hear me?!â He growled, aggressively sucking your clit, taking your breath away in the process. And in an instant, you finally let go again, squirting all over the boy beneath you.
A loud whimper escaping as you held onto his head while you shook violently from your orgasm. He lapped up your juices again, some of it trickling down his chest, and completely soaking his own loincloth.
He sucked your sensitive clit one last time before pulling away with a small gasp. A line of spit connecting his swollen lips to your core as he glared at you. âYou know whatâs next, right?â He asked with a smooth tone, licking his lips slowly.
As much as you wanted it, you didnât know if you could take anymore. And if his mouth had you shaking, you couldnât even imagine what his cock would do.
You shook your head lazily, pretending to be oblivious as he lowered you to the ground. You could barely stand, leaning against the bark for support while he held your hips.
âOh, youâve forgotten already?â He teased, holding you in place with one hand while the other one untied his loincloth. You didnât even need to look down to know what you were dealing with. His cock sprung up with a loud slap, very hard to miss. He grabbed it, placing it on your stomach, and you could feel the girth against your skin. It was so damn heavy, and the veins were prominent enough for you to feel as well. You could feel the wet trickles of precum running down your torso, and you gulped loudly.
For a moment, you two stared at eachother. Breathing heavily in anticipation. He moved alittle closer, until his lips were hovering over yours. So much tension that you could cut it with a knife. You moved your lips closer to his, and then he closed the gap. You two engaging in a passionate kiss. So hungry for one another. He grabbed your neck, squeezing it lightly as he deepened the kiss. Too short to wrap your arms around his neck, you wrapped them around his waist, pulling him closer to you.
âI want you. I canât wait any longer.â He mumbled against your lips, spinning you around aggressively. He pinned your arms over your head with one hand, using the other hand to line his cock up with your entrance, pushing it in slowly. You couldnât help but moan as he stretched you out with every inch. Going deeper, and deeper until he completely bottomed out.
âSo damn tight baby.â He whispered in your ear before kissing it, beginning to thrust into you slow and deep, making your eyes roll back.
âLoâaaaak!â You whined, voice rippling from every hard thrust he sent you. He let your arms go, pushing your back down gently so that he could get the view heâs been dying for. He began to speed up, grabbing your hips for leverage. You could feel him in your stomach, mouth falling agape as he expertly played in your guts.
âOhhh Great Mother- yesss!â You screamed as he began to plow you roughly from behind. Loud grunts and groans escaping his mouth as he watched your ass ripple against his pelvis with every stroke.
âYeah baby. Im giving you that gooood dick, hmm?â He moaned, smacking your ass harshly. You winced, digging your nails into the tree infront of you.
âYesss loâaaak!â You whined, tears blurring your vision as he abused your sweetspot repeatedly. He reached around, grabbing your neck to bring you back into him harder. You whimpered, feeling kisses on your upper back while he drilled into you.
âYou may be right about that 5 minutes. This pussy is driving me crazy, baby.â He groaned, your tight cunt squeezing him with every thrust. Your lingering slick revealed with every stroke. So wet that it was smearing his thighs, lines of your arousal connecting you two together. He was on the verge of losing it.
âMmm fuuuck!â He moaned, squeezing your neck tighter as he sped up. The veins in his neck protruding with a loud growl. It was becoming too much for you, and you just couldnât take this beating any longer.
âLoâ-Loâak iâmmm cum-minggg.â You cried, voice staggered from the violent thrusts he was sending directly into your sweetspot. He bit his lip, watching your body shake beneath him. And just like last time, he had plans to make you beg.
âMhm. Cum on this dick. Let me feel that shit!â He growled, smacking your ass once more, squeezing the flesh harshly. And that was really all it took, your eyes rolled back as you came undone on him. Every stroke revealing his cream coated cock. But even after, he still didnât stop.
He began to rut into you harder, and deeper. The sounds of skin clapping filling the forest. Your legs were starting to go numb, as you slid down slowly. But ofcourse, loâak held you in place, abusing your tight little cunt like his life depended on it.
âLoâaaak pleaseeee. D-Donât do this to meee.â You moaned, cheeks becoming wet from your own tears. He shifted his other hand to your neck as well, now rutting into you using it as leverage.
âDonât do what, baby? Make you cum for the 4th time?â He teased, angling his hips up to jam into your sensitive sweetspot. âOhhh, shit!â You squealed, eyes crossing from the overstimulation. âI-I donât- I-I canât-â you stuttered deliriously.
âMhmm, going dumb on this dick. Just how I like it.â He groaned, pulling your head back until your eyes met his. He teased you, hovering over your lips knowing how bad you wanted to kiss him.
âI love you, girl. You hear me?â He whispered, drilling into you nice and slow, hitting every spot possible. You bit your lip, eyebrows scrunched in pleasure. Heâs told you that he loved you before, but you never really wanted to hear it. However, this was something different, so much more intimate than before. You could feel your muscles tightening again, just from those 3 little words. He had you completely whipped.
âI-I love you more.â You whined, meaning every fucking word. His ears perked in satisfaction, not thinking that you would respond back like that. He had been waiting to hear those sweet words for some time now, and fuck did it feel good to actually hear it.
âTell me youâre sorry. For making me wait so fucking long.â He moaned, his grip on your neck becoming tighter.
âI-Im sooorry, baby. Iâm so sorry.â You moaned. So genuine in your tone. You couldnât believe youâd been denying yourself such pleasure, especially knowing that he was in love with you.
He kissed your lips, his thrusts becoming sloppy from his incoming release. You whimpered into the kiss, shaking violently in his arms while your came for the 4th time in 10 minutes.
âYesss loâak! Im c-umm-minggg!â You mumbled against his lips. Your essence spilling to the moss with every stroke. âI know, baby. I-Iâm almost done with you, ok? Just alittle longer.â He reassured, his cock twitching inside of you. You nodded lazily in his embrace as tears flowed down your temples. He kissed them away, tasting the salty liquid on your cheeks.
âI-I want your babies, loâak. please!â You cried, reaching around to hold his hips, just so he couldnât pull out. His eyes went wide, gazing down at your fucked out expression. Surely you didnât really mean that, right?
âTalk to me when youâre not delirious, baby. You donât know what youâre saying right now.â He shook his head, his thrusts becoming lazy.
âCum in meee!â You whined, eyes rolling back as your body signaled another orgasm approaching. Your walls began to flutter around him, and he could feel his orgasm building quickly as well.
You both began to breathe hard, inhaling each-others breath. âLoâaaak, I-I canât stop cumminggg!â You screamed, letting loose for the 5th time.
âMhmm.â He hummed, eyes rolling back as he felt little squirts of cum making its way out of him. He tried, he really did. But with your beautiful moans, and fucked out expression, he had no choice but to cum inside of you. It was just too fucking good to stop.
âOh fuuuuuck!â He muttered through a clenched jaw, throwing his head towards the sky as ropes of cum flooded your empty womb. He held you in place for a minute or two, emptying his seed in you with a few low growls.
And it was safe to say that you were now just as in love, if not more in love with him than he was with you. And you proved that with the weeks following this incident. All you wanted to do was be around him, hug him, kiss him. You were completely and utterly obsessed with him.
You had forgotten all about Neteyam. You wouldnât even give him the time of day when he tried to talk to you. So, him being curious to know what happened, he talked to loâak about that night.
âDamn baby bro. What did you do to her? She acts like I donât even exist anymore.â Neteyam chuckled.
âListen, I donât want to go into detail. But sheâs mine now, bro. If you truly liked her, you shouldnât have handed her off to me the way you did.â Loâak laughed. Neteyam was far from mad, he was actually happy for loâak. Yeah sure, Neteyam liked you, but loâak loved you.
âShit, Iâm surprised sheâs not here right now. I canât get time to myself anymore. Itâs like that girl wants to live in my skin or something.â He chuckled, hitting his brother in the chest lightly. But it seemed as though he spoke too soon. 2 dainty hands wrapping around his torso from behind, followed by small kisses being planted on his back.
You peaked your head around from the side, looking up at your gorgeous mate. âHey baby! I missed you.â You smiled. He smiled as well, bringing you around to the front of him, bending down to leave kisses all over your face. You both giggling at eachother.
Neteyams fists balled up slightly. The anger finally seeping in when he saw you two together. Maybe he was jealous, and had more feelings for you than he thought. But he sucked it up for the sake of his brother, plastering a fake smile.
âLoâak can we go? I have something to show you.â You spoke innocently, kissing his lips. âOh yeah?â He cocked an eyebrow, already knowing what you meant. You nodded your head with your lip between your teeth.
The exchange alone made Neteyamâs blood boil, swallowing the lump in his throat slowly. Jaw clenching and unclenching quickly before letting out a sigh.
âIâve gotta go bro. Something came up.â Loâak spoke, reaching out to Neteyam to do their handshake. Neteyam raised his hand, obliging with a forced smile.
âOfcourse bro! Iâll see you around. Bye y/n.â Neteyam spoke, hoping that you would finally acknowledge him. Yet you didnât, just a quick nod to him before pulling loâak away. Leaving Neteyam by himself, wondering how things could have been if he didnât play matchmakerâŠ
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Omg congratulations on 700! đ It is so so weâll deserved. I must admit that I reread your work a lot because it is just so good and some of my favorites! đ„°
For the prompt, as always I am a SUCKER for the one bed trope, but Iâd like to add another fun element soâŠ.
Blue + Lion + Hummingbird perhaps? đ
Okay this one was a request by many, including my cutie pal @thirstydiglett and @truebluesanji and HOT DOG is it a good one!
Just One Bottle (+18)
Pairing: Sanji x Strawhat Fem!Reader
Prompt: Only One Bed x Aphrodisiac
WC: 2000 lol
Warnings: Open for interpretation on how the pals ended up ingesting the aphrodisiac, forced closeness, unprotected sex, p in v sex, morning after pill discussion, drug use, creampie, Sanji being a gentleman!
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You strolled the aisles of the bookstore as you waited for Sanji to finish up his snail call outside. You ran your fingers across the labels gently as you passed by each shelf. You glanced towards the shop windows and saw that Sanji was outside giving some choice words to whoever was on the end of his transponder snail. The sun was setting and you found yourself captivated by the way the low light reflected off his blonde hair. He looked handsome.Â
But he wasnât your type. He was always fawning over you, even more obnoxiously so than for Nami and Robin. You never gave him half a thought in terms of a choice as a romantic partner, he was just a crew mate that you cared for deeply⊠as a friend. You turned down another aisle of bookshelves as you could clearly tell that Sanji wasnât finishing his conversation any time soon.Â
You found yourself stopped at the romance section and pulled a bright purple tome off the shelf. âPart Time Human, Full Time LoverâŠâ You read the title to yourself before flipping it open. You find yourself reading a rather graphic passage describing an intimate encounter between the human protagonist and her well-endowed centaur lover. âGoodnessâŠâ You whisper to yourself as you find yourself flipping the page in interest.Â
âY/n!â You snap the book closed instinctively as you hear your name called. Sanji was rounding the corner of the aisle and came up to you.Â
âSanji! Hi!â You hurriedly put the book back on the shelf. âAny news?âÂ
âWell, the sun is going down fast and the moss head idiot got his group lost so we have to stay on the island for the night. Weâre all too far apart to get back to the Sunny. We can find an inn around here and get some rooms.â Sanji explains to you.Â
âFine, hopefully somewhere with a restaurant. Iâm starving.â You smile. âWouldnât it be nice to have a night off from cooking?â You raise an eyebrow at the tall blonde.Â
âI guess. Donât expect the same quality of food that youâd get back on the ship. Shall we?â Sanji remarks as he gestures to the door of the bookstore, letting you go first.Â
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After wandering the small village for awhile, the two of you find a small inn that had a tavern on the first floor. You ducked in, trying not to draw attention seeing as the two of you were highly wanted pirates.Â
Sanji strode confidently to the front desk.Â
âWe require two rooms for the night. Money is no issue.â Sanji stoically demands of the innkeeper.Â
âSir Iâm sorry⊠but we only have one room left tonight⊠Iâd be happy to give you a discounted rateâŠâ The mousey old man behind the counter said as his voice trembled.Â
âThis kind of dump has no vacancy? Youâre telling me that this hole in the wall has only one room available-â
âWeâll take it.â You pushed past Sanjiâs shoulder and placed your stack of Beri on the counter.Â
The innkeeperâs eyes danced from your smile to Sanjiâs scowl.Â
âWeâll take it.â Sanji echoed, lowering his voice.Â
âE-e-excellent news! I will issue you your keys now. Would the couple like one set or two?â The old man sputters out.Â
âTwo.â âOne.â
You say two and Sanji replies with one. He clears his throat.Â
âTwo, please sir.â Sanji changes his response.Â
The old man issues you two sets of keys and hands you your change after you pay for the room.Â
âPlease, enjoy our restaurant. You may find that sharing a room is not uncommon among couples at this hotel.â The innkeeper mentions.Â
You look up at Sanji.Â
âI am kind of hungry, Sanji. Shall we?â You question.Â
âCanât go to bed with any empty stomach, can we?â Sanji shrugs.Â
Sanji put his hand on the small of your back and led you in the direction of the small restaurant.Â
âTwo of you?â The stout hostess asked and you nodded. She led you and Sanji to a candlelit table in the back of the pub. Of course, Sanji pulled your chair out for you. Once seated across from one another, you picked up the drink menu.Â
âThe room was so cheap⊠should we get the champagne?â You smirk over the menu across the table at Sanji.Â
âNami would kill us⊠whatâs the label?â Sanji gestures to grab the drink menu from you and you hand it to him. His brows furrow. âI actually havenât heard of this brand before⊠but itâs expensive⊠must be from the South BlueâŠâ Sanji quirks a curled eyebrow up at you. âShould we?â
The sides of your mouth curl up.Â
âYes.âÂ
Sanji breaks into a grin as the waitress arrived at your table.Â
âAnything I can get you two tonight?â The cute redheaded waitress asked you both.Â
âWeâll start with a bottle of the champagne.â Sanji says to the waitress. âAnd for food⊠anything your recommend for a night on the town?â He says with a smirk.Â
âOh, I think our chef can do something for you.â The waitress says with a smile.Â
âPerfect.â Sanji says as he snaps his menu closed and hands it to the waitress.Â
â âÂ
The two of you had finished your bottle of champagne and dinner and were waiting around for the waitress to bring you your bill.Â
âNo no, it really was lovely. I just have never had a champagne like thisâŠâ Sanji says as the two of you discuss dinner.Â
âThe oysters were a nice touch, I thought.â You remark.Â
âMr BlackLeg sir thank youâŠâ The waitress interrupts as he places a large stack of Beri on the tray containing your bill.Â
âThat was a nice tip you leftâŠâ You say as Sanji ushers you softly out of your seat, covering your back with his suit jacket. âFar more than most would.â You didnât feel drunk, but you felt some strange warmth growing in your lower half. It started building when you drank that damned champagne.Â
âItâs nothing for someone who used to work in hospitality. Their service is worth far more than the champagne.â Sanji says as he guides you to the stairs, leading you up to your room on the third floor.Â
You reach your room and Sanji fumbles with the keys before getting the lock open. The door opens to reveal a small room with a queen size bed and an ensuite bathroom.Â
âI-I can sleep on the floor.â Sanji says immediately. You turned and saw that his cheeks were bright pink. Was it from the alcohol?
âItâs fine, weâre adults. Letâs just get to bed.â You respond and begin stripping off your pants. You then unstrap your bra and take it off through the front of your shirt. Sanji hesitates for a second before stripping down to just his boxers.Â
âIâll take this side.â You said awkwardly as you slide into the bed.Â
âRight. Goodnight then.â Sanji shuts off the lights and hops into bed on the side opposite you.Â
âYep. Night.â You curl up into your side, so that you wouldnât encroach on your crew mates sleeping space.Â
All you can hear is labored breathing.Â
Was it your own?
Was it Sanjiâs?
Something was off. You couldnât sleep.Â
Why was your pulse thrumming in your privates? Why was there slick gushing out of your slit to soak your underwear? Nothing even remotely sexual has happened tonight and yet your levels of arousal were off the charts. You tossed and turned for several minutes trying to ignore it, having the ache between your legs only grow more intense.Â
You couldnât take it anymore.Â
âSanji?â You whisper out into the darkness.Â
âGods, Y/N, tell me you feel like I do right now.â Sanji responds in between pants.Â
âWhat the fuck happened to us?â You breath out to the dark ceiling above you.Â
âSomething in that drinkâŠâ Sanji breathes out. âIt fucking hurtsâŠâÂ
You peer over to your left and see Sanji grabbing at his crotch beneath the sheets.Â
âThey drugged us.â You pant out, right hand delving into your panties and rubbing at your clit, trying to get some relief from the burn this mysterious wine was causing you.Â
âI-I donât know how to say this, mon cherie⊠But what if we⊠helped each otherâŠ" Sanji said as he saw you pleasuring yourself beneath the bed covers.Â
âRight⊠itâs just helping a friendâŠâ You say softly as you touch your sex further, reaching your left hand out under the sheets to wrap around Sanjiâs erect penis.Â
âYES- I mean, yes-â Sanji jerks at your touch. âItâs just relieving each otherâŠâ
âOkay⊠fineâŠâ You relent.Â
Sanji jumps up and positions himself above you in a nanosecond. You take this time to push your panties down and your t-shirt over your head.
âSpread your legs for me, my loveâŠâ Sanji whispers as he hovers over you. âShow me what you needâŠâÂ
âSanji please, I need you inside of me.â You pleaded as you brought your hand down to spread your pussy lips. âSanji why does it hurt?! Please help me!â You bucked your hips in his direction. You were desperate.Â
âIâm gonna fix it, okay? Iâm gonna stop it from hurting. Do you want that, y/n?â Sanji asked.Â
âYes! Please help me!â You cried out again as you saw Sanji pull himself fully from his boxers.Â
Sanji dances the head of his dick across you clit as you whimpered.Â
âIâve got you, mon amourâŠâ Sanji assures you as he leans down and pushes his cock into your trembling hole.Â
âOH-!â The moan is ripped from your lungs as you feel the throbbing head of Sanjiâs member push past your g-spot to fill you completely. âFucking finally-â You groan as your eyes roll to the back of your head, the fullness youâve been craving in your bones finally being fulfilled.Â
âMore, more, moreâŠ.â You chant as Sanji bucks his hips into yours with a fervent pace. Whatever aphrodisiac was in that wine had fully engulfed your brain and all you wanted was a thick cock inside of you stretching you out. The only thing you could focus on was the wet glide of Sanjiâs heavy dick in and out of your hole. âPlease, more!â You cried.Â
âMy love, Iâll give you everything you wantâŠïżœïżœ Sanjiâs eagerness to please came through as he pushed your thighs up towards your chest, allowing him further access to your favorite spot. âNeed you to cum on me⊠please..â He begged.Â
âM-More.. want more..." You whimper out.Â
Sanji takes one of his hands from the crook of your knee and places it around your neck gently. He leans in and places a tender kiss on your lips. He moves his other hand to the top of your sex. Sanji slips two fingers inside of you next to his own cock, assuring you're full to the brim and your favorite spot is being stroked with every thrust.
"San-ji! So- Fuckin- Full!" You cried out in the throws of pleasure, finally feeling exactly what you wanted.
âI canât do this much longer, mon cherie, so wet and so tightâŠâ Sanji groans into your lips as he ruts into you like an animal. âNeed you to cumâŠâÂ
âIâmâŠcumming⊠fuck!â You scrunch your eyes shut and scratch at Sanjiâs naked back.Â
âSo perfectâŠ.â Sanji whimpers into your sweaty neck as he shoots his load into you. You stroked his neck all the way down to the base of his spine.Â
âAaah- Fuck- Ah!â You hear the cook grunt into your flesh as he digs his hips into yours further.Â
âA-are you cumming again?â You ask with a heavy sigh, coming down from your own orgasm.Â
âSh-shiiiitâŠ.â Sanji groans. Tears prick at your eyes as overstimulation sets in. âM-my loveâŠâÂ
You feel Sanjiâs hips drive further into yours, impossibly deep. He was emptying yet another massive load in you in less than a few minutes, it was spilling filthily out of your hole around his cock. Sanji collapsed almost immediately on top of you without pulling out.Â
Sanji wrapped his arms around your torso and settled in.
âYou know youâre going to have to ask Chopper about a âmorning afterâ situation, right?â You muse as you stroke Sanjiâs lower back.Â
âI think the embarrassment is worth it.â Sanji smirks as he nuzzles into your breast.Â
You smile and pull your love-cook close to fall asleep.
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Hope you ALL enjoyed!
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Gotta make a post about my best DunMeshi neurospicy boi
Lotta content out there about Laios' autistic traits but where o where is the Senshi rep?
Senshi's dedication to Dungeon trophic systems makes Laios' special interest look like a well-thumbed pamphlet. (Granted Senshi has had significantly longer to cook; Laios is a baby).
Senshi's limited emoting is baked-in to his character model- that thousand yard stare, most of his face occluded by his habitual helmet (masked, even...... How many folks pine for covid masks obviating the need to manage their faces constantly?)
He overheard someone mention his special interest and Walked Right Up to a Group of Strangers to brazenly asplain them a thing. Marcille makes a bridge-mending bid regarding the mosses in the scorpion hotpot (after her previous truculent outbursts) and he totally deadpans her, because he didn't even notice.
He is VERY COMMITED to his ethical position on dungeon ecology. More than once he's disrupted Marcille Right at the point of release of a spell, after she's been chanting for like a paragraph, because she's going to contravene some principle of his.
Also
Speaking of Marcille, he demonstrates some pretty rigid, black-and-white thinking around magic, that doesn't seem internally consistent. He's repeatedly reanimating magical constructs (golems), an explicitly controlled magical act, but is Very Very reluctant to submit to being charmed with WaterWalk; his spoken reasoning about this just doesn't hold water.
Oh and he's totally neglected his personal hygiene for basically ever. He's averse to cleaning up for the sake of being bespelled, but other than magic, seems fine with getting the salon treatment. This isn't a Toph Beifong 'protective layer of earth', he's just forgotten to care about not being covered with monster gore.
PDA? The fellow has one (1) social skill, namely, he exercises any discretion on opening his mouth to argue. But that holds him back exactly NONE when he decides he's done listening. The first time we see this is gathering Mandrakes, when he doesn't SAY he's done with Marcille's opinions, but he Does just go ahead and exercise his damn autonomy. a MUCH stronger example is when Chilchuck is guiding them through the trap rooms. Senshi gets roundly (and rightly!) chewed out by Chilchuck, and his response isn't the sensible 'sorry Chilchuck, maybe I could walk more directly behind you so I can more closely match your steps', but to BRAZENLY DANCE ALL OVER THE TRAP FLOOR! the only reason that doesn't kill the whole party is The Plot. It's not even that he doesn't appreciate Chilchuck's skill- he just don't like getting chastised! Same with Anne the Kelpie! Senshi's gonna do what Senshi's gonna do! He WILL not be rushed, he WILL not be chastised, he WILL not be directed! How do we think he came to be living in a dungeon all by himself in the first place!!
AND THE BREAD!
THIS IS NOT THE DEMAND OF A NEUROTYPICAL DWARF
Look there's more. After Chilchuck's impassioned and heartfelt plea, Senshi suggests they should return to the surface because they're 'low on seasoning'.
He's a dwarf who turned his adamantium shield into a cookpot.
He can meticulously maintain his mithril cooking knife but not his axe.
He responds well to other characters meeting him halfway but initiates few (no?) such bids himself. There's rarely any guile in Senshi, and when he is being shifty, he's Bad At It- and again, usually its in service of demand avoidance, like when he capitalises on Marcille's toilet break to reanimate his golems.
Senshi is the monomaniac that society has spent Decades trying to iron out of my wrinkly brain.
I hope to see him also find a place in the neurosparkly constellations.
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A Perfect Day
Din Djarin x gn!reader
Word count-1.5k
Warnings- none really just a little fluff piece, some pining, feelings, found family, Gorgu being the cutest, reader is from a desert planet, no pronouns or physical description of reader, no use of y/n
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Dew from the air clung to your skin in a way you werenât used to. Leaves crunched under every step you took as the rainforest engulfed all your senses on the hot mid summer day. It was strange for you- an environment you had never seen before. But a presence to your side helped keep you calm even as every muscle in your body tensed.
Din noticed the way you held yourself stiffly from the moment you all stepped off the ship onto this new planet. You were a recent addition to his little group of two, but he quickly learned your mannerisms.
âYou alright?â Din asked in a hushed tone as Grogu cooed happily in his arms. At least one of you were comfortable on this planet.Â
âFine,â your reply was short as you kept your guard up. Drops of water all around you were strange and every sound from the distance made your skin tingle. Feeling Dinâs gaze fixed on you, you turned to meet his vizor, âFine,â you repeated in a softer tone this time, âItâs justâŠâ you sighed, âThis is all new to me. Itâs⊠odd,â you settled on that word after struggling to come up with a way to voice how you felt.
Grugu let out a questioning sound as he tilted his head to the side a bit.Â
âYouâre ok,â Din said as he looked down at the little green child in his arms, âThe kidâs happy so that should ease you,â he tried to comfort you with his words as he fought the urge to reach out to you.
At that, you smiled, âYouâre right.â
The way the drop of lingering rain clung to your skin made Dinâs heart pound in his chest. You looked so beautiful like that, and once you visibly relaxed, you looked even more so. Much like when he found the child, Din felt an instant connection to you from the moment you met. And there was something about you that made him want to protect you and keep you safe, just like with Grogu. Though he knew you were capable of handling yourself, and had proven so by helping him keep Grogu safe when you met on the desert planet you called home.Â
You and Din continued to walk through the forest in a now comfortable silence as Grogu babbled in Dinâs arms. The three of you were led here on a bounty chase, but as you made your way through the forest, it seemed like it was all going to be for nothing.
Until the ruins of an old building came into view.
Gorgu cooed with excitement and leapt out of Dinâs arms to run right for the building.
âHey!â you both exclaimed at the same time as you and Din ran after him.
âCome back here,â Din shouted.Â
âWe donât know if itâs safe, kid,â you added.
The child made it to the abandoned building before you and Din did. But, once you both caught up, you relaxed again as you noticed it was empty. And it had been for some time.
âWhat is this place?â you asked, breathless.Â
Din scanned around, noting the open ceiling and the marble that lined the walls, âIâm not sure,â he replied as he looked around.
Inspecting his surroundings further, Din noticed that pedestals lined the walls. Some had statues that were overgrown with moss while others were bare. Obviously, no one had been here in some time, but this was important at one point.
âThis looks like it was a museum,â Din commented.
âA museum?â
He nodded, âTo the history of this planet, and the people in it,â he inspected one of the statues.Â
You hummed as you looked around and allowed the awe to fill you. Suddenly, the lingering drops of rain were a comfort as you inhaled deeply. You saw statues of little creatures that once had lived on this planet, and you smiled brightly when you saw one that you found particularly cute. Pushing a button to activate an old holo, you squinted to piece together the scattered bits of information that tried to display in front of you. But, it was all too old to get a full picture, so you had to make do with the small parts that did come through.
âThis place is incredible,â you breathed as your shoulders dropped and you finally let yourself completely be at ease.
âIt is,â Din murmured as his eyes never left your figure.
Feeling his gaze on you once more, you turned and met his vizor. Even as the warmth of the environment surrounded you, a chill ran up your spine as your heart fluttered in your chest. You knew what it meant when he looked at you like that, with his head tilted slightly and his body relaxed. Just as Din quickly learned how to read you, you learned what his body language meant, and it made your hands tremble slightly.
But, before either of you could say anything, a happy coo broke the tension between the two of you.
âGrogu,â you snickered as you and Din moved down the corridor to find the child with a little frog statue.
Din let out a single amused laugh as he shifted his weight to one leg, âHe really likes frogs, doesnât he?â
âHe does,â you agreed in amusement.Â
A newfound warmth enveloped you; it wasnât a warmth from the outside, but from within you. Being here with Din and Grogu felt comforting to you, like you were a little family together out for a trip to the museum to learn about times past. Taking a deep breath, you imagined what this building would have been like in its prime. Pristine stone walls surrounded you in your mind, and the displays were proudly on their pedestals. The sun shone in from the glass ceiling to illuminate the space.
And you were here. With Din and Grogu. And everything just felt right.
Your name in Dinâs hushed tone broke you out of your imagination and you turned to face him with a short gasp. âEverything alright?â he asked, noticing you seemed to drift away for several moments.
A bright smile lit up your face as you closed the space between your bodies, âJust perfect,â you whispered. Tentatively, you reached out for him, your hand hovering over his helmet.
You waited for Din to push you away, or to ask what you were doing. When he did neither, you slowly lowered your hand to cup the side of his helmet where his cheek would be. Both you and Din let out a sharp breath, as if you both could feel the contact directly instead of on beskar. Your eyes scanned the darkness of his vizor, and you swore you could feel his own gaze back on you, studying you just as hard as you studied him.
âThanks for bringing us here,â you broke the silence with a soft and sincere voice.
Din let out a breath as he mirrored your action. He didnât say anything as he cupped the side of your face, cradling your head tenderly. Through the gloves, he felt the warmth of your skin, and he couldnât help but stroke your skin with his thumb in the tiniest gesture of affection. Gently, Din guided your head forward so that it was closer to his as he leaned in towards you. Touching your forehead to his helmeted one, he loosened his grip on you while keeping his hand on your face. You rested your free hand on his chest as you closed your eyes and let out a deep breath, savoring his embrace as the cool beskar of his helmet pressed against your skin.Â
Now the moment was perfect.
âDinâŠâ you breathed his name with a smile on your face as you broke away to meet his gaze. You wanted to say more, yet the words failed you. Yet, you both know they werenât needed.
âI know,â he replied in the same tone that made your heart flutter.
Just then, an inquisitive coo and a tug at his boots broke the moment. You and Din broke contact with a start as Grogu whined to be picked up.Â
With a short laugh, Din reached down, âI got you, bud,â he said as he lifted the child into his arms and faced him to you.
âHey buddy,â you giggled as you playfully nudged his little cheek, âYou enjoying this place too?â
Grogu replied with a happy coo, which made both you and Din chuckle softly.
âShall we head back?â Din offered.
âYeah,â you replied, âI think heâs ready for something to eat.â
âLetâs go then,â Din opened his arm to invite you closer to him. As you shuffled closer so he could feel the warmth of your body against his, Din couldnât help but feel that this truly was the perfect day. He felt his own heart pound in his chest as the two most important people in the entire galaxy were tucked safely away in his embrace and he made a note to himself to find more serene spaces just like this on every planet you visited.Â
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Rightfully deceived
Chapter 5
Summary: When a marriage promise forces Y/N to step up for her younger sister, she gets something she always wanted. But when the truth comes out, her new husband Dean is not so happy about the mix-up. Will she loose it all? Or will she be surprised in the end?
Pairing: AU!Dean Winchester x Reader
Word Count: 5355 (Sorry! đ)
Warnings: 18+ only!!! arranged marriage, some tension, angst, perilous situation, smut
A/N: This is a long one, guys. But I didn't want to split it up again. All mistakes are mine! Enjoy!
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Running down the stairs Y/N saw Millie standing at the bottom who called after her, but she could not stop. She told her that she needed a minute and kept running out of the castle. She did not care about the looks from the others as she ran towards the staples. But she did not stop there.
Benny called after her, Sam too who stood next to him, but Y/N gave them no reaction. After she left the stable behind her, she just kept running. Up the next hill as far as her feet would take her and until the castle was no longer visible. Y/N first stopped again at a small group of trees where she could hide inside. She needed time to think and just wanted to be alone. At least for a little while.
Here, her tears could fall freely and her heart could break. Another crack breaking the smooth red surface. She just didn't know what to do anymore. Dean wasn't on her side. No, he preferred another woman. And of course she understood his anger, but it had been over two months now. He should slowly get used to it or at least try to understand her side. It wasn't easy for Y/N either.
The fact that she loved Dean didn't make it any easier. His distance and that cold shoulder hit her hard. It could be so easy, if only he saw her as more than the woman who had robbed him of his happiness. He didn't mention Helena anymore, but sometimes she had the feeling that he looked at her and saw her sister's face.
Maybe she should just walk away, pack her things and disappear. Unfortunately it wasn't that easy. She had no money of her own and there was no question of her taking Dean's money. And she couldn't and didn't want to go back to her father. She missed her clan and the life she was used to for so long, but she actually wanted to start over here with Dean. She loved him and that was the problem. Deep down, she just couldn't leave him. She was hopelessly lost.
A cool wind rushed through the branches and leaves, swirling the fabric of her dress. If only she had grabbed a coat. She found a moss-covered spot near the roots of a large tree, where she sat down and leaned her back against the trunk. She wasn't ready to go back yet.
Dean had just stared after Y/N before the anger caused him to sweep his desk empty with his arm and knock any objects onto the floor. He took a few deep breaths before took to his heels and ran after her. At the bottom of the stairs, Millie was standing exactly as he had left her before.
"Where is she?" he asked and Millie pointed a finger to the door.
"She went out."
So Dean made his way towards the entrance of his castle, but Millie hold him back.
"Dean, wait!" she lightly grabbed his arm to stop him. "Don't go after her. At least not right now."
"What?" his brows furrowed. "But I need to talk to her."
"I know her, Dean, believe me. She was so upset... give her some time to calm down. No matter what you said to her now, she would take it the wrong way."
"I... I don't like that. I should talk to her right now. There was a misunderstanding that needs to be cleared up."
And by that he meant the last sentence that slipped out of his mouth. He shouldn't have said that and he had to clarify that. But he also had to clarify other things. Y/N's words had made him think and he had realized that his behavior towards her simply wasn't fair. However, he had been staying away from her for different reasons than she probably assumed.
"What happened up there?" MIllie asked.
Just as Dean was about to tell him about the package, the door opened and Benny and Sam walked in. So the two men were also brought up to date and then Dean expressed Y/N's suspicion that it was Cassie. Sam and Benny exchanged a look that didn't go unnoticed by Dean and Millie looked down so as not to reveal that she knew about this assumption.
"What? You already knew about it?" he asked incredulously.
"Dean..." Sam started. "Cassie always wanted to marry you."
"So what? That's her motive? She knew that I was going to marry someone else."
"Yeah, but she was not happy when she heared that Y/N is not the right woman." Benny said.
"I mean... you only need to look how she behaves infront of you." Sam pointed out.
"And how she behaves towards Y/N. She makes it pretty clear that she is not happy that Y/N is here."
Well, that were news to Dean. But on the other hand, he had been gone for a while. He had never noticed that Cassie avoided Y/N like that. No matter who he saw Y/N with, they all seemed to like her now and she seemed to get along with everyone. She fit the bill really well.
"Okay. This is not happening. Not under my watch." Dean said and made his way back up the stairs. "Call everyone into the dining hall!" He had to do something.
Fifteen minutes later all the clan members were gathered around the large table, at the head of which Dean stood, the package in his hand. A murmur went through the crowd as no one could really explain what the problem was. Dean looked around and saw Jo and Alex standing with Cassie. Benny was standing near the door and Sam was across the room from him. Millie had fought her way to Jo without Cassie or Alex noticing her.
"When I came back from my business trip today, I actually had the impression that everything was fine. But then Y/N found this in our bedroom." and with a thud he dropped the package onto the table after removing the lid.
The severed cat's head almost fell out of the box, causing shocked exclamations among those present.
"This is a threat that should go to Y/N. But this threat also goes to me and I cannot and will not accept that. Y/N is now my wife and I had the impression that you all received her well But apparently I was wrong."
An incomprehensible murmur now went through the crowd, accompanied by the underlying question of who could do such a thing. Dean observed the reactions of the different people, but couldn't notice anything unusual, not even with Cassie.
"So that's how it's going to go here now." Dean raised his voice a little so that everyone would really listen to him. "Whoever did it has the opportunity to own up to it and admit it now. However, if that person doesn't speak up and I find out who it was...then God have mercy on him."
It was slowly getting dark and the temperature had dropped noticeably, but Y/N still couldn't go back. She had seen Sam and Dean riding horses across the countryside, calling out to her. She could also hear Benny, who was probably looking for her somewhere near the stables. Still, she couldn't reveal herself.
If Dean confronted her now, she would probably pour her heart out to him. She had noticed one thing in the last few hours. Her nerves were pretty thin and she wouldn't be able to handle any further rejection of her confession. She still hadn't completely calmed down. So she would now wait until the men gave up their search for the day and then sneak into Arrow's stable.
It took a few hours until Y/N felt safe enough to head back. By now it was pitch black and the cold was now creeping into her bones. Even though she was probably no longer visible, she walked slowly and deliberately. Always keeping an eye on the castle and its surroundings while she ducked again and again.
A lantern was burning in the stable and the candle wouldn't last much longer. However, it still provided enough light for Y/N to find the right box. As soon as Arrow recognized her, he whinnied happily and raised and lowered his head. She immediately tried to calm him down so that he wouldn't give her position away. However, that took a few moments.
"Oh Arrow. What am I supposed to do?"
The horse pushed Y/N's head closer to him as soon as the young woman stood in the box with him. As if he understood her words and recognized that she was struggling inside. She hugged him back, enjoying the feeling of safety and familiarity in that moment.
"That came from the stable! I think it was Arrow!"
Suddenly she heard Benny's voice, which seemed to come from the castle. But he wasn't alone.
"I'll take a look!" Alex called back, seemingly closer.
Oh no, she didn't want to be discovered yet. But after looking around and not really finding a place to hide, Y/N went to the end of the box, sat on the floor and piled the hay up above her. She tried to hide under it as best she could and just hoped she wouldn't be noticed.
Then she heard footsteps coming towards her. She could still see a little through the pile of hay above her head and at some point she saw Alex's legs and how he was walking through the stable. He stopped briefly at Arrow, spoke a few words to him and then went out again.
"She is not here. Everything looks normal." Alex stated as he seemed to walk back to the castle.
Relief flooded through Y/N ââand she was able to release the breath she had previously been holding. Quietly and carefully, she dug herself out of the hay again. The candle in the lantern barely gave off any light now. Arrow came over and sat down next to her, resting his head on her lap. Y/N also leaned into him a little.
"Just a little longer." She whispered while petting Arrow. "I'll just stay with you a little longer and then I'll go back."
Dean paced around the bedroom. It was already the middle of the night and Y/N still hadn't returned. A bad feeling slowly began to spread within him. After all, it was his fault that it had gotten this far. He had scared her away and made her feel like running away was the only solution. His absence and the silence with which he had punished her had been too much.
And yes, he now knew that he had unconsciously punished Y/N with his behavior. He hadn't married the woman he wanted and in a way Y/N was to blame. But that wasn't really why he had acted like that. Because now he also knew that there was an even more confusing reason for him. He stopped in front of the window and looked out into the cold, dark night.
Back then he had already imagined everything in his head. What the wedding with Helena would be like, their life afterwards here in his castle. What the next five years could have been like. The first child, then the second. For a long time these had just been fantasies for him, but after he got to know Helena, he could easily imagine that the fantasies could be true. He had really had feelings for the young woman.
But then the wedding night was over and in the next morning came disillusionment. He hadn't married Helena, but Y/N. That really threw him off track. And yet there were parallels between him and his wife. That's why he took her with him. And actually he had planned to just see how it goes. It was just the way it was now.
But the journey back to the castle alone had been a challenge. As soon as Y/N sat in front of him, his penis began to stir again. Her soft, round ass against his hips, the scent that wafted from her hair into his nose, had inevitably brought back the images of their night together.
And from then on, every night had been difficult for him. Every minute he had been alone with Y/N ââhe had had to pull himself together. So often his fingers had itched to hold her in his arms or even kiss her. But he wasn't sure if she would have wanted that. After all, she had married him out of necessity and not because she wanted to.
So he went on business trips. But the distance didn't make things any better. When he lay in bed at night and let his thoughts wander, he always saw Y/N in front of him. He thought of her, of the things she had told him and of their night together. She had really caught him off guard and made him long for her. How crazy was all that?
He couldn't stay in the room any longer. With his coat in hand, he made his way back downstairs. The castle lay still and quiet, peaceful, as if nothing had happened. He opened the door and stood on the stairs, his gaze turned back to the dark landscape. His wife was out there somewhere and he was just hoping she would come back so he could talk to her and explain himself. So he could finally do it right.
"Dean?"
Slightly startled, Dean turned to the voice and recognized Ellen, who was standing in front of the kitchen with a candle in her hand and looking at him in surprise.
"What are you doing here?" she asked and came over to him.
"Y/N is still out there somewhere. She still hasn't come back." his gaze turned back.
"But she will come back eventually. She probably just needed time. After what you told me, Dean... you really made a mistake."
"I know!" he exclaimed angry at himself. "But I'm hoping it's not to late now."
Ellen didn't say anything else, but her heart ached a little for Dean. She was also worried about Y/N and hoped that she would show up again soon. She placed a warm hand on Dean's shoulder, showing him her silent support. After a few minutes, however, she broke the silence again.
"Has anyone come forward about the allegations yet?"
"No. And it looks like noone will either."
"She was really on edge last week. Whoever followed her had made her feel really uneasy."
"You also knew about it?" Dean asked surprised.
"Yes. She told me about it."
"Did she also tell you that she that she suspected Cassie?"
"No. But that does not surprise me." Dean looked at Ellen questioningly and she smiled a little. "Have you ever seen how she looks at you? She's jealous. And she's ignoring Y/N since the moment she came here. It would make sense."
With that Ellen was right, but he could hear a 'but' in her sentence. So he asked he to explain.
"when you called the meeting this afternoon and showed us what it was about, Jo overheard Cassie talking to Alex."
"And?" Dean now was eager to know.
"She wasn't as shocked as everyone else about the contents of the box, but she was probably still surprised. And then she said to Alex that she thought the act was good and that it was a shame that she hadn't thought of it herself."
"So she indirectly admitted that it wasn't her... And Jo believes her?"
"Yes. And I believe that too, by the way." now Dean looked surprised and Ellen explained her statement. "She once helped me in the kitchen and was supposed to pluck a chicken. She almost vomited. And the animal was already dead."
"So she couldn't have killed the cat." Dean mused.
"No. Not her. Unless she had an accomplice. But I believe Jo that it wasn't Cassie. My daughter has known her longer than I have."
That made sense in Dean's eyes. "But who was it then?"
"That's exactly the question, Dean. Who did it?"
Early the next morning Benny made his way to the stable. He hadn't been able to find any real peace either. So he wanted to check on Arrow. The sky slowly became brighter, making last night's frost glitter like stars. It had been the coldest night yet. He lit the lanterns and then ran the boxes. Everything seemed quiet, but when he glanced into Arrow's box, he had to do a double take.
There, right next to Arrow in the hay, lay Y/N and she was pretty pale. Benny walked straight towards her, which startled the horse, but it remained calm on the ground. Upon closer inspection, Benny saw that Y/N had sweat on her forehead and her lips were blue.
He didn't have to think about it for long. Benny lifted her out of the hay into his arms and made his way to the castle. She urgently needed to get somewhere warm and Dean needed to know about it too. He hadn't left the stable when Alex stood in front of him, looking quite frightened.
"Go call Dean. Tell him I found Y/N and that she needs help." Benny ordered, but Alex didn't seem to be able to move. "GO!"
Suddenly the young man came back to life and turned around to run back into the castle. Benny also hurried to get there while speaking quietly to the woman in his arms. He noticed how she was shaking and the cold radiating from her body worried him deeply.
He was just walking in the door when Dean appeared in front of him and took Y/N into his arms. But the two were not alone. Apparently Alex had woken up half the castle.
"Benny, ride off and bring the doctor here immediately! Don't take any detours and if he refuses, then tell him that money doesn't matter!" Dean called over his shoulder as he hurried up the stairs with Y/N.
Millie followed Dean straight up the stairs and opened the bedroom door for him when they reached the top. After they entered, Millie pulled back the covers so Dean could lay Y/N there and tuck her right back in.
"Millie, can you please get a few more blankets from the guest rooms? I'll light the fire in the meantime so that it gets warm in here."
"Of course." Milllie said and set off straight away.
After Millie disappeared from the room, Dean looked down at Y/N. Her face was so pale that her blue lips formed a shocking contrast. God, this was all his fault. Just because he once again spoke first before he could think about his words. So he did something useful and started the fire in the fireplace.
Still, it took over an hour for Benny to get back. Only he didn't have the doctor with him, but someone else. A thin man with dark skin sat on another horse. Not as dark as Cassie's skin, but different nonetheless. He wore a turban on his head.
âDoctor MacGregor wasnât home. He was called to an emergency in Dundreggan last night. But his guest from India is also a doctor." Benny pointed to the man next to him and introduced him. "This is Mr. Gupta. He's an... ajurwedish doctor. Correct?"
"Yes." the man said with an strong accent. "And I'm here to help. If you're willing to let me."
For a moment Dean was skeptical, but then he remembered that every second counted. And so he gave the man his hand and explained the situation to him as they made their way up to Y/N. He saw the concerned and puzzled looks from some of the others they passed, but he ignored them.
Mr. Gupta examined Y/N thoroughly, explaining every step and his findings to Dean. They had already done the right thing by wrapping her up warm and heating the room well, but that wouldn't be enough.
"She is hypothermic. Her body temperature is already in the critical range. Under no circumstances should the room lose heat. At some point she will try to free herself from the blankets, but that must not happen either."
Meanwhile, Millie was back in the room and she and Dean took in all the information and agreed on care for Y/N in the next few days.
"In addition, I will prepare a decoction and a warming paste for her. If used regularly, her condition should improve in the next week. But it will take time."
But Dean didn't care. The main thing is that Y/N would feel better soon. He wouldn't lose her like this. That was out of the question.
Y/N felt weird. She felt hot and cold at the same time, her head was pounding and she was shaking. She noticed noises but couldn't identify them. In general, she didn't know whether she was dreaming or awake.
Whenever she tried to free herself from the sea of ââblankets under which she felt buried and was sweating from the heat, Dean's face appeared above her, encouraging her to stay under the blankets.
Other times, when the cold made her shiver and she felt the blankets being pulled away, she tried to bury herself under them again. But even then Dean's face appeared, reassuring her that it wouldn't take long as he caressed her. But when he stopped, these parts of his body became really warm and drove away the cold.
And sometimes she had a terrible spicy taste in her mouth that made her thirsty. Then Millie was with her to help her drink. Or were those just dreams too? She simply couldn't tell the difference and so she always hoped that her consciousness would just slip back into the silent nothingness where she could no longer feel anything.
The next time Y/N woke up she felt different. More awake with a clearer mind. She was still cold, but she finally felt like herself again. And she realized that this wasn't a dream. She was really awake. With tired limbs, she moved slowly and moaned slightly.
"Y/N? Y/N!" She heard Dean's excited voice and searched for him with her eyes once she got used to the brightness.
"How are you? Do you need anything?" suddenly he was at her side, holding her hand.
"No, I... I'm fine. I'm just... a little tired and I'm still a little cold." She said quietly, wondering what even happened.
But it didn't take long for the memories to catch up with her again. She didn't go back the night after she escaped. She had fallen asleep at Arrow's side and had lain in the freezing stable all night. It had been her own fault.
She saw Dean take a deep breath and close his eyes briefly before speaking again. "Stay there. I'll call Millie and the doctor." and then he disappeared through the door.
Half an hour later, Dean made his way outside and walked over to Sam, who was chopping firewood. With a firm step he ran towards his brother, who looked at him worriedly after noticing him. Sam put down the axe.
"Dean? Is everything okay?"
"Yes. Yes, everything is fine." answered the older man, took the ax in his hand and began to boldly chop wood.
"Are you sure? Is something wrong with Y/N?" Sam probed.
"No." he swung the axe. "She woke up and was lucid again." again the ax thundered downwards. "She's doing much better than she has in the last few days." with the third blow the log was split.
But then Sam realized what was really going on with his brother. He had seen how the guilt had eaten away at Dean over the last few days. He had made huge accusations against himself, even if he hadn't admitted it. So Sam left him alone with the firewood, knowing that Dean would have to use it to release his pent-up emotions. But still the hope spread within him that this was finally the turning point.
An hour later, most of the firewood had been cut down and Dean was sweaty and exhausted. But he felt better. Now it was time to start all over again.
He made his way back into the castle when Mr. Gupta came out. Dean thanked him for his help and said goodbye to him with kind words. The doctor had made another decoction and prescribed Y/N two more days of bed rest in addition to a hot bath, but he was sure that she would recover completely. She just had to take it slowly and Dean would make sure of that.
When Dean came into the bedroom, it wasn't as warm as before and Y/N was still sitting in the hot tub. She was slightly startled when she saw Dean come in, but didn't say anything. That hit Dean a little, but he could also understand her behavior. After all, he was guilty of it himself and it was entirely up to him to change that.
He undressed and walked towards the tub. Y/N scooted forward to make room for him and once he was in the tub, she wanted to get out. But Dean stopped her and made her sit back down. He picked up the bar of soap that was lying on a small stool next to the tub and immediately recognized the scent. That's why Y/N always smelled so seductive.
By now the bar of soap was pretty thin and he made a mental note that he needed to bring her some again. After Dean had cleaned himself up, he leaned back in the tub and gently pulled Y/N along by the shoulders. She reacted a little stiffly at first, but quickly relaxed again and secretly enjoyed the feeling of finally being able to be so close to Dean again.
When the water slowly got cold, they got out of the tub again. Dean first so he could grab a towel for Y/N. He held it out to her openly after Y/N also had both feet on dry land and wrapped it around his shoulders. Suddenly they were so close. Body to body, face to face that Dean cleared his throat and had to take a few steps back so he didn't do anything rash.
"Dry yourself off and then go back to bed. I'll get you some real food." Dean said as he quickly got dressed and then disappeared from the room.
Later that evening, when Y/N was slowly making her way to dreamland again, Dean sat by the fire and looked over at the bed. Y/N lay there with her eyes closed, cheeks rosy, hair down and a relaxed expression on her face. And for the first time in days, Dean was able to breathe deeply.
After he had brought his wife and himself something to eat upstairs and they were sitting together, he remembered a situation that had happened in his childhood. On one of their trips when he and Sam were younger, his brother once fell into a frozen lake. Her father noticed immediately and didn't hesitate for a second to pull him out and Sam was quickly fine again.
Nevertheless, he had told Y/N about it and she seemed to just absorb his words. So he didn't stop talking. He told her about many things and she literally hung on his every word. Why hadn't he done this before? It was so easy to confide in her and even though he didn't like talking about himself in general, he felt comfortable with Y/N in doing so.
The tiredness slowly overcame him and so it didn't take long until Dean settled down in bed. Moving close to Y/N, he quickly fell asleep too.
But just a few hours later, Dean woke up with a start. He didn't know why, but his hand immediately searched the side of the bed next to him, expecting to feel Y/N. But her side was empty and already cold.
âY/N?â he exclaimed, sitting up at the same time.
"I am here. I couldn't stay lying down anymore." She replied quietly with a smile and his eyes found her directly.
She was sitting by the fire, her hair falling over her shoulders and she had a book in her hand. But Dean couldn't take his eyes off of her. The orange glow of the flames painted her face and made her appear almost angelic. Dean's breath caught in his throat and he sank back onto the bed.
'God, she is so beautiful. Why didn't I notice this before?' he thought to himself.
After a moment he straightened up slightly and looked over at Y/N again.
âWill you please come back to bed?â
Y/N looked at him a little surprised, but then nodded. "Okay."
She put her book aside and came back to the bed. Dean had already lifted the blankets, implicitly inviting her to slide closer to him. Y/N was very happy to accept this offer. Once she was at his side, her head on his chest, he covered them both again.
"You really scared me." Dean said shortly afterwards into the comfortable silence.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." Y/N replied quietly.
Dean looked down at Y/N. "Please don't just run away again. Not until I can talk to you."
Upon those words Y/N looked up at Dean. "I won't. I promise." and she meant it, because she wouldn't be able to go through this again.
They looked deeply into each other's eyes and suddenly it was as if time stood still. Dean couldn't hold back anymore. With a hand on her cheek, he leaned down to Y/N until his lips were on hers. He kissed her carefully at first, but Y/N didn't seem to mind the kiss. And as soon as Dean felt her tongue on his lower lip, he was done for.
He deepened the kiss and turned a little more towards Y/N, who was able to put her leg on his hip. His hand moved up her thigh until it came to rest on her ass.
She buried her hands in his hair and began to slowly rub herself against him. She moaned slightly into his mouth while his hand, which was on her butt, went back to wandering. The nightdress that Y/N was wearing had slipped onto her own hips. With his thigh he opened her legs a little more so that his already stiff cock could nestle against her warm center.
Dean could already feel how wet she was and he had to hold himself together not to just push into her. But when Y/N's hand landed on his ass shortly afterwards and she pushed him closer to her, he literally slid into her. So he turned her so that she was lying on her back and sank his last few inches into her.
They both groaned and Dean wasted no time. He moved slowly but forcefully inside her. He carried out each of his thrusts with passion as he uncovered Y/N's breasts and caressed them there with his mouth. He licked her nipples and bit them tenderly, making her moans grow louder.
At some point he picked up the pace a little and licked from her breasts over her collarbone to her neck. That bittersweet pressure built up inside Y/N again and she searched with her lips for Dean's, who was only too happy to kiss her back.
He felt Y/N start to throb around his cock and began to chase his own orgasm. Y/N moved with him, holding onto his shoulders and as she jumped over the edge, he followed her just seconds later. He poured himself deep and hard into her while Y/N enjoyed the aftershocks.
They both looked deeply into each other's eyes as their pulses slowly calmed down. But neither really wanted to let go of the other. So they lay there entangled in each other and fell asleep together again.
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đ« Abby and reader sneaking out so that Abby can take her to the aquarium for the first time :)
Salt Water || Abby Anderson
Bathed in the murky blue glow of the empty aquarium tanks, Abby has never looked so beautiful.
The building is silent beyond your echoed voices and the hum of the dying water pumps, still producing idle waves twenty years after the aquarium doors had been boarded shut. You donât think anyoneâs been here since, except the occasional stragglers finding temporary shelter in their search for something better.
Abby had discovered this place on her own â a testament to her strengths in the field. Sheâd explored enough to be sure it was empty before returning to base and telling you about the âfish zooâ by the pier, practically begging you to sneak out with her to see it.
It didnât take much convincing for you to let her guide you out of the stadium the next day to show you what sheâd found. Truthfully, youâd follow her anywhere.
You donât think youâve ever seen her this excited before. Sheâs beaming as she leads you through the clear glass tunnels, hand gripping yours tightly as she pulls you along behind her.
Heavy green vines have overtaken the walls of the aquarium, though spots of color peak through the foliage in odd shapes and strings of letters that are too faded to read. Abby stops and points to a statue of a seal veiled in patina green moss that sits at the end of the hallway.
âYâknow I saw one of those the other day, except it wasnât bronze⊠and it was alive.â
You roll your eyes with a huff of laughter, too excited to antagonize Abbyâs failed attempt at humor.
She lets go of your hand to clear away the vines covering the set of double doors that sheâd stopped in front of. Thereâs a key stuck in the lock and you briefly wonder how much sheâd already explored without you.
âWait âtil you see the rest of the place. Thereâs a sailboat in the amphitheater and a big tank in the floor. Bet itâs connected to the ocean.â
She turns the handle and disappears through the doorway, and youâre left alone under the rippling shadows of the overhead tank. A pale, radiant light pours out from the room, guiding you to follow after her.
âAbby- slow down.â
 You push through the doors and your jaw drops at the sight. This section is different from the rest of the aquarium, shaped like a dome and made of glass, looking out into the ocean. The tanks youâd passed so far had all been empty, but in here, you can see the real flora and fauna living under the waves of the pacific bay.
Abby stands on the far side of the room with her hand hovering over the glass, watching a group of small silvery fish dart through the water. You tread over on silent feet to stand beside her, still taking in the breathtaking scene. She turns to look at you with a softened gaze, the reflection from the glass lighting up her features.
âMy dad wouldâve loved this place.â
You offer a half-hearted smile at the thought, weaving your fingers between hers and giving a gentle squeeze.
âHe wouldâve.â
She blinks and turns her attention back to the water. Everything beyond the glass shares the same cloudy blue haze, but you think itâs beautiful all the same. You can only imagine what the view wouldâve looked like when the aquarium was still cared for.
âThis place is just for us,â Abby decides after a breath of silence. Her shoulder brushes against yours as she sways in her spot, leaning in and pressing her lips to your cheek.
âYou and me.â
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Falling Off a Bridge
Regina George x ChildhoodBestFriend!Reader
Word Count: 1k
Trigger Warnings: angst, this one is v sad
Request: Valentine's / Followers Celebration Request; Regina George w/ quote 42 and piece of chocolate 6. Or: "Can't you see? Every step I have taken, since I was that little girl on the bridge, was to bring me closer to you." w/ unrequited love
Valentine's / Followers Celebration Requests are closed.
When (Y/n) first met Regina, they were both ten. (Y/n), ever the clumsy person had almost fallen off the small, slippery bridge that was covered in moss and algae. It was especially slippery on that day because it had been raining. Regina, who even at that age, adorned pink, grabbed her by the back of the coat keeping her from falling. That was also the day (Y/n) first realized her feelings for the blonde. After Regina had saved her, she introduced the girl to her friends, Gretchen, Karen, and Janis. That's when their little group expanded to one more member. Within the group, Regina and (Y/n) quickly became best friends.
They might have lost Janis throughout the years, but they did gain Cady. (Y/n) was the one to convince Regina to allow the strawberry blonde to join them. Though, if she knew then what she knew now, she never would have gone through with it. Regina, her childhood best friend (and crush), had fallen in love with Cady. So, as (Y/n) lay in Regina's bed with her misty eyes trained on the ceiling, Regina's soft side came out as she expressed all of the things she liked about Cady. There was a constricting feeling on (Y/n)'s chest and she almost felt queasy, not daring to make eye contact with Regina. The things (Y/n) had heard about Cady were the way she had always wanted Regina to talk about her.
Eventually, Regina did make her move on Cady, and she ended up reciprocating Regina's feelings. So, (Y/n) had to endure several lunches and hang-out sessions with their public displays of affection unintentionally being thrown in her face. Despite all of Gretchen and Karen's comforts, (Y/n) slowly began to pull away from the group. This action did not go unnoticed by Regina, who was constantly trying to get (Y/n) to join them when they went to the mall or had a group sleepover. She felt hurt when she realized that (Y/n) was slowly pulling herself out of their friendship. She wasn't ready to let go of her best friend.
That was why Regina ended up in (Y/n)'s driveway. After checking her location on their group Life360 (they had it just in case any of them went out with a guy- not that any of them would), Regina rang the doorbell. She grinned when (Y/n) answered the door, but her grin didn't last when she realized that (Y/n) seemed to not be sharing that feeling. Quickly, she recovered from the sharp pain of sadness that passed through her chest, trying to think of what to say. "I haven't seen you at lunch in like a week, so I wanted to come check on. I just wanted to make sure everything was good between you and me." Regina offered her explanation, hoping (Y/n) would finally talk to her. After all, she was one of the only people Regina had a soft spot for.
(Y/n) sighed softly, as she thought about everything she wanted to say in that moment. She didn't want to just spill out all of her frustrations, but the inviting look in Regina's eyes almost made her. Instead, she opened the door a bit more to invite her in. Regina slipped in, feeling like this was a start. (Y/n), however; felt like this was the end. "I haven't been at lunch because it's⊠It's been hard to watch you and Cady." (Y/n) explained, waiting for Regina to do exactly what she did to Janis. She was going to say that she was 'obsessed' with her and then put her out on the curb.
Regina's brows furrowed as she looked at (Y/n) for a few long moments in confusion. "If this is about finding a significant other, we can do that for you. I can talk to Aaron and see if he knows anyone that would be interested. Do you want to date anyone from the football team?" Regina questioned, trying to figure out a possible solution. She didn't know that finding a girlfriend would push (Y/n) away. But just because she was single didn't mean they couldn't all hang out.
"Regina, I'm in love with you." Oh. That's why (Y/n) was pulling away. Regina's fingers twitched, but she was unsure of what she should do. She wanted to comfort her friend, but she didn't necessarily know how to. (Y/n) looked absolutely broken as she stared at Regina for a few long moments. "Can't you see? Every step I have taken, since I was that little girl on the bridge, was to bring me closer to you. All I ever wanted was to be closer to you. To be with you. Now, I never will even have a chance. I still want to be your friend, I- I just need time."
Regina nodded shakily as she listened to everything (Y/n) said. She couldn't respond. Of course, there was once a time when if (Y/n) had said that, she would've kissed her on the spot. But she was with Cady now, and she really liked Cady. She wondered for a moment if Gretchen and Karen knew about this. If they had just kept it from her. "Regina," (Y/n)'s voice broke her from her thoughts. "Can you please leave? We can talk about this later⊠I just need to be alone right now." Regina understood.
Before she left, she gave (Y/n) a quick hug. "I just want you to know, I still want to be your best friend. When you're ready, please just let me know." Regina's words caused (Y/n)'s bottom lip to tremble as she watched Regina walk away. Once Regina was fully out of sight, (Y/n) sunk the wall, feeling worse than she had earlier. With that said, there was always a new sense of happiness when she let it sink in that Regina still wanted to be her friend. But that was all they'd ever be. Friends.
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