#i do wanna eventually make a oneshot or something of a darling content with that sort of thing at some point

[poetryandfluffycats]

hello could you possibly do a M reader x FEM Tsumugi pretty please if that's not too much? 'v'

A/N: im not used to writing male readers so i hope this is okay? im not sure

Pairing: Fem!Tsumugi Aoba x Male!reader

Warnings: NSFW, riding, size difference, size kink, squirting, petnames(darling, love), creampie, dom reader

Content: Tsumugi wanted to ride you so desperately, who were you to stop her?

Words: 652

NSFW oneshot under cut!

I wanna ride!

"Atta girl, you got this" You groaned, watching as Tsumugi struggled to bounce up and down on your shaft.

The blue haired girl was trying her best, but her tiny, puffy cunt simply couldn't handle your length, her eyes watering with tears each time she managed to slip down even a bit. She looked so adorable, tongue lolled out, drool dripping down her chin as she tried her hardest to please you. Its not like she wasn't, her pussy clenched around your tip like it was made for you, it was hard not to cum in her just at that feeling alone.

But you had to wait, for her sake. She had wanted to ride you, and who were you to stop her from doing so?

"Its okay to take a break, Mugi," You patted her thigh, rubbing up and down in attempt to sooth the poor girl, "We can always try again later"

"N-no!" Tsumugi protested, pressing her hands flat on your stomach as she sunk deeper, her thighs shaking from the strain, "I need to make you feel good!"

"And you're doing a great job at it" You assured her, reaching your hand between her legs to rub and pinch at her swollen clit, "You're irresistible, my darling"

Tsumugi opened her mouth in a silent scream, her body twitching and jerking at your touch. She was so sensitive, her whole body flushing red as you toyed with her. Your cock ached inside her, you could tell you wouldn't be able to hold back any longer if she kept it up.

"Darling," You placed both your hands on her hips, keeping a tight grip, "I'm going to move you now, alright?"

Before she had a chance to respond, you flipped her over onto her back, lifting her legs over your shoulders and slamming into her. A loud shriek escaped her lips as you abused her folds, her walls fluttering around you making you only more desperate for her.

"Ah!- S'good! So big!" Tsumugi moaned, digging her nails into your forearms and screwing her eyes shut. Her head was thrown back, curly blue hair sprawled out over the pillows.

She was the most beautiful girl you had ever seen.

"Fuck, Mugi" You bent forward to press a sloppy kiss on her lips, muffling her cries with your mouth, "You're gonna make me cum"

"Augh! I-Inside! Give it to me!" She babbled, wrapping her arms around your neck and pulling you impossibly closer.

Your thrusts sped up, your tip hitting Tsumugis cervix over and over. It felt like heaven. The sound of skin slapping against skin and her lewd moans filling the room, her cunt milking you for all you were worth. You were getting close.

"You're perfect, fuck" You grunted, reaching in between your two bodys to squeeze and fondle her breasts.

"G-gonna!-"

Tsumugi came with a wail, her orgasm crashing through her sensitive body. She arched her back high off the mattress, her juices squirting all over your cock. The sight alone was enough to send you over the edge, bringing your hips flush to hers as your warm seed shot into her womb. You gave a few more lazy thrusts as you rode out your high, before pulling out and collapsing beside the trembling girl.

The room was silent for moment, the only noises being your labored breaths and Tsumugis small whimpers as she recovered from her climax. Eventually, you turned onto your side, scooping her up in your arms and planting kisses all over her face. She giggled, burying her face into the crook of your neck.

"Did I do okay? Was I good enough for you?" She asked, tracing idle patterns over your bare chest.

"You're more than enough for me" You reassured, placing a small kiss to her lips, "You were wonderful"

"Then… can I ask something?"

"Yeah, of course, love"

"Can we go again?"

[cinnamonest]

heyeyey how are you?? I was wondering if you would ever consider writing a little thing about a darling who actually comes to love the yandere nature/ already loves it in regards to some characters? Or what do you think about a darling like that ? I’ve been trying to find something similar where the darling likes the yan nature of it all, such as us readers who, despite the wickedness of it all, enjoy the concept on paper.

(**ive yet to find a story like this, but then i guess it becomes hard for it to really grasp the essence of a yandere story if the darling themselves like it 🤔🤔**)

As much as I'm a noncon enthusiast, I actually do also like the concept of a darling who's just... okay with it. Kidnapped? Hey, rent-free living. Rivals killed? Didn't care about those people anyway. Fucked endlessly? Could be worse. And maybe you even think your captor is rather cute.

Of course, it would be best for those who dislike defiance the most, or who are generally the most severe -- namely that would be Kaeya and Xiao, who have some of the worst living conditions and tempers to match. Zhongli/Diluc are also pretty restrictive in that regard, but at least Zhongli takes you outside and with Diluc you have house staff for interaction, whereas with Kaeya/Xiao the only other voices you get to hear is you talking to yourself after getting that bored, not to mention Xiao likely literally restraining you hand and foot at all times. So if you actually can enjoy that and find it endearing... that's beneficial to all involved. Kaeya and Zhongli are a little more delusional, so they just accept it -- of course you're fine with it, you love him, you're happy, why wouldn't you be? Honestly this type of darling enables them to essentially just live the life they want to be living, a life where the relationship is "normal," neither party objecting to it.

If you actually enjoy the possessive behaviors, well, he can even go the extra mile! Kaeya is more eager regarding that, maybe you're just... into that. He likes it if you're into his possessiveness, but to be honest he can get a bit irritated if you get turned on when he's actually mad -- like no, you're not supposed to be enjoying that, he'd mad dammit this is supposed to be a punishment.... Zhongli thinks it's cute, but to be honest he'd just kind of keep going about your life and relationship normally -- certainly plenty of such situations will arise on their own, he sees no need to create artificial ones (although you may get some extra-possessive talk in bed).

Diluc and Xiao are more taken aback, they're aware enough to realize you probably... shouldn't be okay with it, they had kinda not bothered to hope that you'd like it, only that you'd get used to it... so they're both a little shocked when you react so positively. You're okay with, like, everything? Even the part where you're locked in a tiny room all day and he kinda sorta killed everyone close to you? Both are actually pretty ecstatic really, but Diluc is a lot more cautious, thinking that it could be a trap on your end, you're just pretending to like it so that he'll be more lax and you can make your escape. While Xiao tends to be suspicious of a darling who is reluctant or unwilling, he's actually surprisingly naive to a darling that accepts him from the get-go, he just believes you're being honest and allows himself to be happy about it (making it that much more soul-crushing if darling actually is faking it to trick him).

Now if darling truly enjoys the behaviors... well... they're both a bit stumped. Uh, okay... let's see, how to capitalize on that... unlike Kaeya/Zhongli, these two are much less smooth and will definitely be very awkward in their attempts. Diluc basically just tries to constantly remind you of the rules. You know you're uh, here forever right? And you can't leave ever. And you can't talk to anyone. That's... what you like right? He doesn't get it, but he's happy you like it... it's... it's really painfully awkward, he's just trying to get a pleased reaction out of you (and maybe a horny one? Please?) But Xiao is worse. What's that smell you're waking up to? Oh, just corpses. He just kinda awkwardly sits there next to you, gestures to them. See? People that came too close to the nest. He took care of them. That's good right? I mean he would've done it anyway, but if you like it so much he'll show you. Are you happy? You're happy right? Does that mean sex now pls?

Scaramouche is somewhere in the middle. Like, just... "oh." He enjoys tormenting and breaking you down, but, he's not exactly going to complain when you accept him so readily.... breaking you would have been fun, though. He's actually one of the most likely, along with Diluc, to be very suspicious and cautious of your apparently acceptance, thinking that it's a ploy and you're trying to get him to let his guard down, might even preemptively accuse you of doing so. He'll accept it after a while... and unfortunately, it really goes to his head. The fact that you accepted him so easily must mean he's doing something right, so it really boosts his ego, which he will then make everyone's problem.

There is one who would dislike it though -- Childe. Just like with the "darling becoming nonresponsive/bad mental health" post, he just has that urge for chaos and violence and the fact that you accept him so easily is a little... anticlimactic. Boring, even. It gets under his skin. He's like that "c'mon... do something" meme, he starts intentionally trying to become worse, find something to do that will make you snap and pout and be a brat so that he can wreck you like he really wants to. So in other words, prepare for him to become significantly more annoying. It's such a weird duality because like, of course he wants you to love him and like him, how could he not? He just... wants you to also not like him... so he can make you like him... but then also like him even though you don't, and dislike him when you do like him... simple.

[runeterrankhaleesi]

Thank you for doing my request, I loved it! ♥ May I request another scenario/oneshot continuation where pentakill Mordekaiser and the male reader hang out and they become like best friends, and Mordekaiser after some time asks him to join in the band and he is also the reader's personal bodyguard? Greetings from Argentina! (PS: I simp so hard for Morde and all the male masked characters in this game, so you may get more requests from me xD)

[A/N: Hello darling. You're from Argentina? Why didn't you tell me?! Also, I'm glad you liked it! It means a lot to me when the requesters like my content. And don't worry, I don't judge since I'm also a Mordekaiser simp, and yes, masked men in league are hot, but I stay loyal to one man and one man only. Thank you for making a request. You may ask again for more.]

Scenario of Pentakill Mordekaiser meeting a Male Fan pt.2

     After the fan meeting with Pentakill, Mordekaiser had personally asked for your number. Being a fan, you gave it to him and it was the best decision you’ve ever made.      You’ve hung out with Pentakill’s guitarist in the past month and did the most wildest adventures with him and his crew. During those times, you got closer and closer to him, eventually leading to the two being very close friends.      Pentakill had gained more popularity internationally. You were a little heart-broken when Mordekaiser told you he was going away for a worldwide tour, but you didn‘t want to be selfish and keep him to yourself for the sake of your friendship with him.      Mordekaiser was quick to find a “temporary” solution. He had hired you to be his personal bodyguard for the whole tour. That meant travelling with him and the rest of Pentakill.      Although it was tiring, you do get a front seat to their concerts, for free no less, and you get to travel the world while you’re at it. You couldn’t have asked for more.

     The members were resting backstage after their performance. You were outside of the stage building, sitting on top of the trunk of your car, just breathing in the fresh night air.      “Hey...” You could recognized that voice anywhere. “Was wondering where you went.” He said, standing next to your car, not exactly taking a seat on it for fear of bending it. “Relax, I’m not gonna leave.” You say, hugging your knees to your chin, “Besides, why would I? I’m on a worldwide tour with my bestfriend Mordekaiser and with the rest of Pentakill!” You enthusiastically say, making him chuckle. “I know something that would even make it better.” You turn your head to him, curious. “How about you join us?” You blinked twice then bursted out laughing. “That-that was funny!” You say in-between laughs, slamming your hand on your car in hysteria. “I’m not joking.” Mordekaiser says seriously. “You’re not? Oh.” Realization hit you. “You’re kidding me, right?”      “Why not? You have a great vocal range, Karthus could sure use the help.” He leans in, getting his voice down to a whisper, “And if you ask me, you might be his replacement. He’s not getting younger.” You chuckle, “Well, I hope not.” You kid. “Well?” You nod your head, “Yeah, I-I accept. I wanna be a part of Pentakill.” Mordekaiser pats the roof of your car lightly, “Great! You start tomorrow, 12 pm. Don’t be late.” He says, turning his back on you and taking his leave, leaving you dumbfounded, “Wha-’Kaiser!” You jump off your car and chase him. He laughs, evilly, “I’m just kidding!” Mordekaiser runs in a zigzag, trying his best not to be caught, “Or am I?”.

✨~Requests are open!~✨

[rose-blooms-red]

@universes-mystery you are a menace to society and I am in....so much pain

anyways, long story short, I have been convinced to make an updated fic post thingy after someone went through my blog and made me look at my old fics :’) 

So!! uhh yeah Ro Fic Hype Post take 2 lmao, i have too many fics at this point so im just gonna link some that made me happy or just that i remember having a grand time writing.

Star Wars

“Be the Rarepair content you want to see in the world”: Listing all the ones from this series would take too long. Just know that these were all a joy to write and that there is a Large Variety lol.

not something that you put to bed: my first foray into soft wars! lmao, i was super nervous with this one lol but I do still like it more than i usually like my fics! And i was happy with how this one came out. It’s Edee squad centric, specifically Neyo and Fox interaction and yeah, there’s a reason i joke that my brand is trauma recovery dkjfskjdf.

don’t break the bottle: my second go at soft wars and I do still like this one, it’s Cody and Neyo centric, around Cody getting Neyo’s pledge and dealing with leftover stuff from Priest’s training. There’s things i’d def try and do better but, its nice and not as bad as i feared nkjdfjnd.

sins of the father: this is a second person Boba Fett character study and I do actually still adore it. it kicked off it’s own series actually, that I cowrite with @graaaaceeliz and has expanded far past what i thought would be just a tiny little oneshot to put my boba and jango feelings. It was a fun adventure into writing in a writing perspective i dont use much and helped me get a bit of a grasp on both Boba and Jango

and the whisper in your head goes quiet: another 2nd person Boba fic, made people mad at me jdfnsjkf. Includes the hc that Boba had a chip and it malfunctioned and Jango had the Kaminoans remove it.

the hum in the air (and the gentle love): was really nice to write and i do still love how soft it is,though there are things i’d def change. It’s a soft little codywan oneshot with poetry.

gentling the edges: Neyo and babies, im just...so soft, there is so much soft

little darling: Fox and babies, because i am so soft still over babies and the older clones okay.

you will be alone, always: was a fun one, made some people cry lol. Obi-Wan centric, canon compliant, with hints of QP Codywan.

love or the lack of it: Bly and Neyo centric, lots of fun to write lol. Soft wars, and im still quite pleased with it. a bit heavy, heed the tags.

the art of the mind: Soft wars, Jet and Bacara Centric. i loved exploring them more honestly, i kinda wanna do something else with them.

Messing around in the soft wars sandbox: now that i think about it, just linking this series might be better XD a lot of the next few I was going to put are from here. It’s basically just all fics set within the Soft War’s AU by @thefoundationproject lol

(give me) something soft: one of my first fics in the Star wars fandom, It’s Kix/Agen and I’m still super soft over this pairing and writing this made me v soft.

the burning heat upon my back: another one of my first few fics in the star wars fandom, It’s an Anakin introspection type piece as I was trying to figure out how to write him and getting settled in the fandom.

like a lazy ocean (hugs the shore): Wingfic, Kit Fisto centric, hinted possible kit/monnk. This was just hilarious to write lmao.

calm your mind and quell your fears: Wingfic, Obi-Wan centric, soft, QP Codywan fluff.

name the child innocence: was fun, Wingfic, Jango Fett centric, it’s a lot heavier than the other wingfics tho, so heed the tags.

childhood (strong and full of foreboding): apparently i really like doing explorations on trauma and how the past can shape you and how you can shape yourself in spite of the past and things like that kjdsnkjsdf. It’s told in various Clone’s p.o.v and switches between Anakin and Obi-Wan’s Not Fun Childhoods.

hold your heart (be still): Ahsoka and Rex bonding! set in the same universe as childhood!

DC

the art of siblings is that sometimes you just wanna fight them: A lot of fun lol, batfam centric, the kids being Themselves and Dick is Exasperated lol

we lay here (for years or for hours): which is an introspection and sort of character study on dick that throws out any semblance of timeline or canon. trigger warnings for depressive and suicidal thought and major character injury

setting fire to our insides for fun (to distract our hearts from ever missing them): in which dick is sad, bruce is gone, and dick really just wants his dad, his sleep-deprived mind decides to be kind, because the world is not, this one made me sad

i have tried to hoard your love (and found it slipping through my fingers): a look at Jason and books, and the complex thing that is a childs need to be loved

fault lines: A fic about recovery and the difficulties, or; Dick Grayson and trauma, recovery, and his siblings. Something’s wrong with all of them but they work through it, eventually.

this one is a rough ride, still a WIP and it deals with a lot of heavy topics, flashbacks, trauma and discussions of the trauma, deaths, injuries, rape, broken relationships and dysfunctional ones, borderline abusive behaviour, talks about all of the above, and the healing process. Tread lightly with this one as it deals with heavy topics in it’s quest to say fuck you to certain dc writers.

Bnha

Shock: Kaminari feels, The dangers of electric quirks

Flicker: The Todoroki’s deserve better, Dabi is an angry child who misses his mama

All I’ve Ever Known: Genfic, Dabi is Touya, Fuck gender, Chronic pain, Touya/Dabi needs help

We go down swinging, My lovers and I: Shigadabihawks, Major Character Death, not a happy one folks.

[logical-little-lies]

The Secret Surprise Playdate- Little Vlogs (Chapter Seven)

A/N: Sorry I haven't updated this in almost a month! The chapters in this fic are longer compared to the ones in my agere au, and even my oneshots are usually shorter! I love this series and I like surprising you guys with 3000+ word chapters! Hope you enjoy it, please leave comments (wattpad)/send asks w/reactions to my inbox (tumblr)!!

Chapter Summary: The four go on another "date", this time it's a picnic at the park. It's quickly revealed that its a surprise playdate, set up by Logan. Let's see how this turns out.

--

Okay, Logan was willing to admit that he may have specifically picked this spot for their "date" so that the littles could regress if they wanted to. And maybe, just maybe, he packed a bag of new little stuff in the car just in case that did happen. Maybe he planned to softly push them into littlespace with said items.

And he may have possibly chosen a nice, but tucked away playground so that they all felt comfortable being vulnerable if they did just so happen to regress. . But of course, none of the others knew of this plan.

Roman and Virgil stayed at Patton's house the night prior, just like every other weekend.

"Where are you taking us? Like, why can't you tell us?" Roman complained, brushing his teeth in the hallway bathroom. Logan came by the bathroom, pausing in front of the door.

"It's a surprise, princey. I suggest you don't dress up a ton, though. Just wear something cute." Logan spoke from the doorway.

"Trick question, I'm cute in everything." Roman set his toothbrush in a cup with the rest of theirs, kissing Logan quickly.

"That wasn't a question, but yes, that statement is true." Logan chuckled.

"I'm gonna go pick something out though. Do you mind if I steal your clothes?" Roman didn't actually let Logan reply before he spoke again. "No? Thank you, you're the best." he kissed Logan's cheek and ran off before the freckle-faced man could get a word in.

Roman laughed as he shut Logan's bedroom door behind him. Logan rolled his eyes, leaving him to it and going into Patton's little room, checking if Patton was in there. He found Virgil and Patton, sitting on the bed and talking.

"Hi Lo! I was letting Virgil borrow some of my jewelry, and I keep most of it in here." he explained. Virgil was dressed in a loose black tank top, and some grayish high-waisted shorts. He also wore a black belt, accessorizing it with his own chains, and some of Patton's bracelets.

"How do you manage to stay emo, even in the heat?" Logan teased the boy, who blushed a bit. Virgil glanced down, smiling shyly. Virgil wasn't soft, ever. But when one of the other three in his house teased him, or was flirty in any way, suddenly there were a few exceptions to that rule.

Logan came over to him, lifting his face by his chin before kissing him. "You look cute, don't worry."

Virgil smiled wider. "Thank you,Mr. Freckles.  Can we know where you're taking us now?" he asked, shifting the subject.

"Nope, you simply can't." Logan gave a shrug, leaving Virgil to give a playful glare. He looked at Patton, who wore a pastel blue t-shirt, paired with black shorts similar to Virgil's. He had a colorful belt, and he wore some kandi bracelets. He also wore his round glasses instead of his usual ones.

"You look adorable too. The pastel shirt goes well with your hair," Logan complimented. Patton smiled immediately.

"Thank you!" Patton thanked him as he walked out of the room.

It was a little while after that that the four headed out in the car. "Okay so we are going on some sort of picnic, we know that much. But where?" Roman asked. It was Roman's turn to sit next to Logan in the passenger seat.  He had spotted Logan putting food into a picnic basket in the kitchen as they were getting ready to leave.

"You'll see where, darling. Just be patient," Logan instructed, making sure to focus on the road.

"But I wanna know nowww," Roman whined, crossing his arms.

"You sound suspiciously like a child right now. Do you want me to put you in timeout when we get there, Roman?" Logan came to a stop at a stop sign on a corner of a street. Logan looked at him, raising his eyebrow. Logan was mostly teasing, but he really had picked up on the childish undertone in Roman's voice.  Patton and Virgil watched from the backseat as if this was a teen drama show, Roman giving a slight pout.

"Um,no timeout please. Sorry," he went quiet, uncrossing his arms. Virgil was the only person to see Roman regress and he knew that's what was happening. He was a mixture of excited for what was planned, and also upset that Logan wouldn't tell him. It was two conflicting emotions, and mostly excitement was taking over. It was a positive trigger for his headspace and Logan had obviously been prepared for it.

"It's alright, Ro. You're aloud to be excited, but you don't need to whine when I don't ruin the surprise just because you want me too." Logan turned onto another street. Roman nodded a bit, looking out the window.

"I've never seen Roman little," Patton whispered to Virgil in the backseat.

"He doesn't regress a ton. He's almost completely involuntary when it comes to his headspace, he had negative and positive triggers. Being excited is a positive one," Virgil explained. Patton nodded.

"Logan is good at caring for me if I regress while we are out and about. If he know's it's a bad situation, or not the right place, he will guide me out of my headspace for the time being. It we are on a walk, or somewhere where I don't need to interact with other people, he  might baby me a bit and let me act discreetly little. I'm sure he can do the same for Roman," Patton assured. Virgil agreed, and they continued talking for a bit.

Eventually, Logan turned onto a car path that led into a forest. It was a community park, with lakes, different playgrounds, and even running paths.

"You've taken me here before!" Patton looked out the window, glancing around. "We go on runs together sometimes, you can see some really pretty plants on the paths here." he told Virgil.

Logan used signs to navigate, confusing everyone when he drove away from where everyone else was. "I'm going to an area farther out, no one really goes there but it's nice, I promise."

Patton's eyes widened when they finally parked, looking at the playground. It was completely empty, and there were some lunch-table benches scattered about. It was sunny, and there were some flowers in the grass. "This is the playground we found when we were looking for a quiet spot to eat! I completely forgot about it," Patton seemed shocked with himself, but also happy he recalled it in the first place.

"I've been planning to bring you back here at some point, but it's a little farther out and there's been a lot going on. Then we met Roman and Virgil and I thought it'd be the perfect place to spend the day." Logan unbuckled himself, smiling at the boy in the back seat.

"It is kinda cute..." Virgil seemed to be eyeing the swingset, shrugging before unbuckling himself and climbing out of the car. Logan opened Patton's door, moving to help him unbuckle.

"I can do that myself! I was just distracted!" Patton whined, trying to push his hands away.

"Oh shush, let me help you." Logan instructed, finishing the job before Patton could say no. Roman was out of the car by the time Patton shut the door behind him.

"You two go pick out a table for us to eat at," Logan instructed to Virgil and Patton, looking to Roman, "You help me get the stuff out of the car."

They did as they were told, splitting up. "Why are you being so quiet, Roman?" Logan questioned as he opened the trunk of the car. Logan felt a little bad for immediately threatening timeout the moment Roman started whining about something in the car, but he knew he probably wasn't actually gonna punish the boy no matter what.

"I feel like a kid and I don't wanna embarrass myself," he admitted, biting at his lip.

"You shouldn't repress your headspace if it's avoidable. I don't see anyone here, do you?" Logan asked,pulling the picnic basket out of the car and handing it to him. Roman shook his head.

"Just us."

"Which means..." Logan trailed off, looking at him. Roman tilted his head.

"You can regress if you want. There just so happens to be a playground right here for you to play in...." Logan gave him a look, and Roman smiled. "I'll even push you on the swings, if you'd like. And if you don't feel comfortable regressing in public, even when no one is around, I respect and understand that. We can always eat and play some question games if you'd rather do that."

"If it's okay, playing on the playground sounds kinda fun." Roman looked at Logan hopefully as he pulled a small cooler from the car.

"Of course it's okay, darling. Now, let's go take these to the picnic table, hmm?"

--

Logan had gone back to grab the super-secret bag on little gear, closing the trunk of the car after he was done. While we was doing that, the others dug into the food.

"So, I have a second surprise for all of you." Logan announced as he sat back down.

"You're just spoiling us today, aren't you?"Virgil chuckled, popping a blueberry in his mouth.

"You guys deserve it. You two work shifts at the mall on weekdays, and Patton is constantly filming and working to improve his channel. You guys work a lot, and I decided to give you guys some rewards for working so hard, that's all."

The three of them waited for him to begin. "Now,before I start, I wanna say that basically all this stuff is meant for when you're little."

Roman seemed even more excited to see said items now, taking a bite from a strawberry as he waited for Logan to keep going. "Roman, we will start with you, buddy. Okay?" He started pulling things out of the bag, and Roman nodded.

"Here's a few sticker sheets. Some of them are disney princesses, and just disney-themed in general. Others are hearts, and cute stuff like that." Roman seemed content, going through the different sheets.

"Virgil, you got mostly Halloween themed stickers. Bats, pumpkins, stuff like that." He hand ed Virgil the stack of sticker sheets.

"Thank you. You didn't have to get me anything, though." He commented.

"It'd be a bit unfair if I only got Roman and Patton stuff, though. Wouldn't it?" he raised his eyebrow, and Virgil shrugged.

"Yo! You got me a Nightmare Before Christmas pack!" He was immediately distracted and occupied while Logan got Patton's stickers out.

"Yours is mostly pastel-colors. Hearts, and other cutesy things you like," Logan knew for a fact that pushing Patton into little space was one of the easiest things ever. He was pretty sure that by the time he got through the gifts, Patton would surely be referring to him as "Daddy" and asking him to play on the playground with him.

"Roman and Patton, you two got these." He gave them each those kiddy lipglosses, the ones that didn't do much but the containers were cute and kidish so littles tend to love them anyways. Virgil pouted a bit.

"Don't worry, baby. I got you something else I thought you'd like," Logan dug through the bag, pulling out some nail polishes. They were only a few, in shades of purple mostly. "We can combine those with the stuff we have at home, I figured we could have a nail-painting day. Doesn't that sound fun?"

Virgil nodded, setting them carefully back on the table. Logan continued to go through the bag,gifting them things. The stuff was small items that you could find easily in the toy section of any store, cheap items that he knew would appeal to each boy. He gave each of them bubbles, and boxes of crayons too.

"I didn't know how old you regressed to, so I got you a kid's water bottle and a sippy cup," He gave Roman two cups. Both of them were disney princess themed, and Roman immediately loved them.

"They're pink! Thank you Lo!" he cheered. He didn't quite know much about his regression yet either, so chances were,he'd try both and decide what he liked.

Logan gave Virgil a sippy cup with a skull on it, and Patton a carebears themed one. "One last thing for each of you, and then we are done with the gifts." All three of them waited in anticipation, already happy with what they got.

"Close your eyes and clear off a spot in front of you," he instructed. They did so, closing their eyes. A few seconds later, Logan spoke again. "Open!"

Patton immediately hugged the stuffed kitten in front of him. Roman looked at the little stuffed puppy in front of him, hugging it after a few seconds. It had dark brown fur, and it was the same size as Patton's black kitten. Virgil got a gray elephant stuffie, with really soft fur.

They all said their thank you's, hugging the stuffed animals. "None of them have names yet, we can come up with those later. Now, let's eat some food, and then we can go play."

At this point, they were all at least somewhat regressed, just on different levels. Logan put the majority of the stuff back in the bag, including the stuffed animals so that that didn't get dirty. The only thing he left out was the sippy cups.

He opened the cooler, taking Patton's cup and pouring apple juice into it. "Thank you, Daddy." he replied, swinging his legs under the table.

"Would you like me to put this in the sippy cup for you?" he spoke to Virgil softly, holding up a bottle of grape juice. "If you don't want to go into littlespace here, I understand that Vee."

"Wanna but m' scared," he mumbled, hugging himself because he didn't have the stuffed animal anymore.

"No one is here, it's just us. I won't force you, but if you're okay with it, I can take care of you?" he offered. Virgil sighed, biting his lip. He nodded, pushing the sippy cup across the table. Logan filled it up quickly, giving it back to him and looking to Roman.

Roman handed him the children's water bottle without another word, and Logan put orange juice in it. He knew Roman liked orange juice, he drank a glass almost every morning when he woke up at their house. He took the sippy cup and put it back in the back. All three of the boys were little, and they had a whole park to play on.

The rest of this day was gonna be really fun.

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After the boys ate, the immediately wanted to go play on the playground. Logan had made them sandwiches, and let them each more of the fruit as they pleased. Once they all ate, he sent them to play while he packed up the food. They all drank up their sippy cups, so he threw them back in the bag, leaving the stuff neatly on the table.

Roman climbed every climbable contraption on the playground. The little rock wall, the metal dome, the rope webbed-bridge. He also liked the monkey bars. Patton went down the slides, and also talked to Virgil through the "telephones", giggling every two seconds.

Virgil stayed on the swings at first. "Baby boy, do you wanna go on the roundabout?" Logan asked as his swing slowed down. He pointed to the playground's simplified carousal, and Virgil hummed.

"Will you spin me on it?" he asked. Logan nodded. Virgil got off the swing, hesitantly moving offer to the spinny contraption. He climbed onto it.

"I'll spin you slow at first, okay?" Virgil nodded. Virgil was scared at first, but he realized that it was fun quickly. He didn't like being dizzy when he got off though.

"Daddy? Can I do the monkey bars?" Patton called out after going down a slide.

"Sure thing, go ahead." Logan nodded, helping Virgil off the roundabout. Patton went on the monkey bars, no problem. One thing about them not acutally being kids, is that there was no issue with them being to small physically to do things. They did look a bit big on the playground though.

They continued their games and shenanigans for a while before they got tired. They played hide and seek, tag, and they also went to the highest spot of the playground (that you could get to without climbing something that wasn't meant to be climbed.) It was the little tower that stood above everything else, with a yellow slide coming off of it.

Logan learned that Virgil gets nervous to do things a lot when little. He needs pushed to go down a slide, or even ask for help.

Roman likes to talk a lot, all about everything. He likes doing the "adventurous" things, while still finding a way to keep it kidish. Logan knew they weren't completely regressed because they were in a public space, but he did get to learn a bit about two littles he hoped he'd be allowed to call his own soon.

"You can go down the slides a few more times while I put the stuff in the car, okay babies?" he asked. Roman pouted a bit about leaving, but they all agreed. Logan smiled to himself a bit as he closed the trunk, happy with the outcome of today. They all had tons of fun.

He helped all three of them get buckled into the car. Virgil sat in the front seat this time.

They all seemed to slowly come out of their headspace as they drove home. "You evil genius, you planned a secret playdate, basically!" Roman huffed, figuring it out within a few moments of managing to pull himself out of his headspace.

"I wanted to give you guys the chance to regress around me for the first time in a fun, childish setting. I gave you all the option of not regressing if you didn't feel comfortable, but I'm glad you guys did, it was fun." Logan smiled.

"I've regressed around you before though," Virgil said.

"But that was when Patton was big, and he kinda took over. Today was the chance for me to learn more about Little Virgil, and Little Roman. And how you guys do when it comes to interacting with Little Patton." Logan explained.

"Today was fun, Logan. Thank you," Roman spoke from his place behind Virgil.

The other two thanked him as well, "You're welcome. We can go back to that park soon, okay?"

"yay! I can climb the metal dome again!" Roman cheered. Virgil rubbed at his eyes, yawning.

"Are you sleepy? You guys did play a lot." Virgil nodded a bit to Logan's statement.

"How does a movie night sound? You can take a nap, and do whatever you'd like while I make dinner, and then we can watch movies until we get tired again." Patton offered.

Once agreeing to this plan, their plan for the night was set. That day was an amazing one they'd all remember. The time Logan tricked them into turning what they thought was a date, into a littlespace playdate.

Logan did all that just to learn more about Roman and Virgil, and they appreciated it so much.

They could almost say they loved him for it.  

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[aurltas]

author interview tag (!)

aaAAAA ty to @backcountry-deltora for tagging me!!! much loveee <333 i haven’t been looped into a tag game for so so long and this is making me feel 10000% better about the fact that i have not written a single fic related thing in MONTHS o)-( but i love to talk about writing and myself so here we go,,

Name: i went by crystal silvera on ffn and here for the longest time so a lot of ppl know me as crystal but my Real(TM) name is dani and my ao3 name is auritas so like take ur pick haha

Fandoms: currently in mxtx hell (im a mdzs main, to the shock of no one) but my og fandoms that i am still very much attached to are deltora quest (the OG og), young wizards, the raven cycle, and yuri on ice

Where you post: ao3 alllll the way babey (but i originated from ffn and still have some stuff up there.......it’s Not Good tho)

Most popular one-shot: oh boy i knew this was gonna be a popular one bc i only wrote like?? rambly reflective thematic pieces(?) before this, my First Attempt At Fluff lmao. even then, But we’re alive (because we bleed) still exceeded my expectations by far in terms of reception, probs bc mdzs was such an up and coming fandom at the time and i posted it right on the crest of that cql wave

Most popular multi-chapter fic: obviously where the light goes, also known as my beloved CHILD !!!! i don’t write multichaps anymore but this is 2 long ass chapters so ig that’s Technically a multichap haha,,, yeah i knew this one was gonna be popular for the same reasons as the previous one + the very intentional tipping of the scale i did here with the balance of fluff and other things. like this is just pure distilled sugar it’s so so fluffy

Favourite story you’ve written so far: oh mannnn i gotta say where the light goes. especially that first chapter, just,, damn. what was i ON ?? its so good!! what the heck!!! quite proud of my metaphor work there, even if balancing prose/poetry feel is very stilted at times . in terms of that balance i think i did a Really good job with and neither did the both of us bc i went back and reread where the light goes for inspiration and i was like “oh god this is DROWNING in metaphors i need to lighten it up a little”

Fic you were nervous to post: i was nervous about where the light goes bc i had such high expectations going in, like i Knew people were craving what i had but i was like, did i do it right?? will this be my breakthrough in the mdzs fandom??? and it sort of was and sort of wasn’t, which,, fair. also SUPER nervous for astriferous bc i had written it all in like, one (1) day and it was for an exchange LMFAOOO (and you can really tell it was all written in one go......it was only when i hit the end that it got Good)

How you choose your titles: when i write fic i’m often scrapbooking a TON of different things together so titles are often just whatever it is i’m already drawing from. there are a few exceptions, like here, then, begins the mending, or and i need nothing more where a phrase popped into my head during the writing/drafting/brainstorming process and i was like OH THAT’S REALLY GOOD. TITLE IT IS

Do you outline?: usually only if it’s plot-driven, like my (incomplete for . Reasons) (ok i was being pestered bc i took it as a prompt and my promptee was. hm) YW multichap equilibrium, for which i outlined EVERYTHING. it was so annoying but i also lowkey liked it because these were MY messy outline notes and i could go as ham as i’d like

Complete: everything that’s posted !! except equilibrium ofc . that’s gonna stay where it is unless by some miracle of nature i get my momentum back for it

In progress: i am working on another jaslief oneshot!!! and for my mdzs folks i have been working on a rly long lesbian songxiao oneshot for a Very long time and it’s . mwah (i showed it to one of my friends and she lost her mind so i think i can say that with confidence)

Coming soon: probably nothing until i’m released from ochem/thesis hell hahahahahahahaaa but if anything were to come out this year it would be the songxiao most likely !

Do you accept prompts?: not after what happened last time !!!! ;o; until i’m done with school altogether, i really need writing to remain something For Me

Upcoming story you’re the most excited to write?: i wanna finish my jaslief SOOOO bad oh my god . i put in so much self-indulgence in there and used what i learned from where the light goes to make it REALLY good n thematic. like don’t get me wrong i am also so excited for my songxiao but i wrote it with some uhhhhh Influence from things i was going through irl and it feels weighty now?? idk i’ll work it out eventually,, i’ve also had oubing fic brewing in my head for literally a year and i REALLY wanna write some pynch in the barns/cabeswater content. let me write about dreamthings and nATURE

Upcoming story you’re most excited about?: bold of u to assume i read multichapters anymore HAHAHA i rotate through the same library of 100 one-shots i have bookmarked now......but back when i did read multichaps i was REALLY into the work of iruutciv + orchids_and_fictional_cities team from yoi, they were absolute LEGENDS and their fic and miles to go before i sleep changed me as a person lmao (i also did read part of their ongoing but monsters are always hungry, darling and i’m actually still in their discord for it but it is SO so intricately crafted and i fell out of the loop and didn’t rly get back in) . currently i follow megafaunatic aka etymologyplayground’s work the most closely for my mxtx fix (my fav from them currently is probably you, asleep and dreaming)

tagging: @lenawin4 and uhhhhhhh anyone else who feels like doing this?? for my life i cannot recall any other writers off the top of my head rn o)-(

[artificialqueens]

Reminiscences Ch.4 (Trixya)-Scoobert

Trixya high school au: so this is set when they’re both adults but each chapter has a flashback to their high school days. It’s loosely based on a song ‘caught in the crowd’, by Kate Miller-Heidke, an Australian singer I really like and saw live the other day. I cried when I heard her sing this and yeah I know it’s a little bit sad but I thought of the awesome Trixya au it could be. The song’s about Kate reminiscing on how she should’ve helped this kid out when he was being bullied in school, so this is basically the extended version of that.

An: This chapter gives a bit more of an insight into Trixie’s past and what she’s been through, get ready for some fluff in the next chapter, it’ll probably be the last one because this story was supposed to be a oneshot but I just kept writing and feel that I don’t want it to continue into the real world once the flashbacks are finished.

Hope ya like it

Xx Scoobert

Trixie POV

I rushed over to Katya’s kitchen carefully placing down my tea so we wouldn’t have any more accidents. I grabbed the tissue box and sat on my knees next to Katya, grabbing a few tissues and holding them up to her head where the blood was running from. She mumbled something under her breath but I had no idea what she was saying. I grabbed another tissue and wiped under her eyes, where fresh tears were emerging.

‘Hey sweetie, don’t worry, it’s just a little cut, you’ll be fine.’

‘I just…I am so so sorry Trixie. This should’ve been me when those boys kicked you that time in high school. I should’ve been the one with tissues helping you when you really needed it. I am so stupid and selfish and awful and it should’ve been me. You had no on else and you only wanted a friend. You were the only one who actually listened to me and let me talk out my problems. My real friends didn’t want to hear anything about it. And after you’d told me everything about you and let me sit with you. I just left, I couldn’t deal with it and for that I am truly truly sorry. I’ve regretted it ever since.’

I chanced a glance up at Trixie who’d been listening quietly, yet intensely. A small tear left the prison that was her eyes and as they trickled down, her lips curved upward slightly.

‘I was so heartbroken that day, but honestly it’s fine, those boys did it so often, that one time didn’t really matter. No one else even looked at me so when you actually talked to me during lunch and all those morning you rode your bike with me was special enough and I thank you for that.’

I could tell Katya wasn’t satisfied with this answer because it just caused her to cry even more. ‘How often did they do that?’

‘Um I dunno, maybe once a week, usually I travelled around the school a few streets to avoid them but sometimes they got me before I could grab my bike. It’s not like I could tell my parents; my dad would probably congratulate them.’

I was engulfed by a tangle of dirty blonde locks as Katya leant to hug me repeating a phrase under her breath that I could barely make out, even though I was so close to her.

‘I’m so sorry.’ ‘I’m so sorry.’ ‘I’m so sorry.’

I let myself be held and rested my head against Katya’s shoulder as she caressed my hair with one hand and stroked my back with the other. I’d leant into the pool of blood and tea but I didn’t care, I knew how to get stains out of my clothes. And anyways at this point we were both dribbling tears into the other’s hair too.

After a few minutes, when both of us had utilised all of the water left in our body and desperately needed a tissue to blow our nose, we gently let go of each other and reached for the tissue box. Our hands both touched the tissue at the same time, our fingers resting on the other’s. We looked at each other and even with her blotchy eyes and mangled hair she still looked so beautiful and more vibrant than ever.

She passed me the tissue and grabbed another for herself, the room silent, besides the loud ugly sounds of each of us clearing our noses and wiping our eyes free of moisture.

‘Hey, honestly, it was years and years ago. I’m sure we’re both different people and have changed so much since that time. I’d honestly forgotten about it until I saw you today,’ I cheered, trying to renew the energy in the room.

‘Yeah, I know, I just, I’d forgotten about it too and seeing you reminded me how much of a shitty person I was and how sorry I am.’

‘Well, thanks for inviting me over and telling me, it was nice to let it all out after so long.’

‘Yeah, I know we’ve only just sort’ve met after again, but any chance you wanna stay for some Chinese and a movie?’ Katya tried, timidly.

‘I’d love to!’ I smiled back, attempting to step out of the mess we’d made. She offered me some new clothes and a towel to shower and I gladly obliged as she began to wipe up the tea.

As I hopped in the shower I reflected on the day. Gosh, it had been really crazy. High school had definitely been a rough time, but now I was a real girl, I had a bunch of friends, a great job and my scars were starting to heal. Being able to see Katya again was amazing, I was kinda glad that she felt sorry about the whole ordeal. I didn’t really want to tell he,r but she was one of the best parts of my day and when she had sat with me that one time I’d felt an unbelievable happiness. Seeing her leave had been absolute torture. I’d naively thought that maybe I wouldn’t have to deal with those boys anymore. That I’d have a friend to talk with, I wouldn’t have to spend lunch times by myself, I could talk with her on the way to school, hang out with her on the weekends and wouldn’t have to spend it avoiding my step dad. But no.

Maybe tonight I’d get to have one of those high school weekends I’d always dreamed about.

Flashback

I groaned as a boy, Danny, gave me a final shove to the stomach and jogged to join the others, who were walking away laughing. I brought my arms to my stomach and curled up my legs. I turned to lie on my side and saw a figure in the distance riding away over the hill. Katya…

I can’t believe she’d left me, she’d talked to me all lunch, that was the first time anyone had even bothered approaching me, besides knocking my food tray or teasing me of course.

I sat up on my arms and looked at my bruises. My head wasn’t in good shape after this morning and my stomach kept rocking back and forward. I crawled on my knees over the grass, leaning over into a bush to spill the contents of my stomach. I reached for my bag where I kept a stash of wet wipes, antiseptic cream, band aids and concealer. I wiped my mouth and the bleeding grazes spread throughout my body, doing so carefully as every movement ached. I covered up the worst of it on my head with the concealer, I wouldn’t be able to make up an excuse for that one, but at least the others I could say I just fell off my bike. I stood up slowly, feeling a bit dizzy as I did.

When I got home I went to the back door and leant my bike against the wall, undoing my helmet and dropping it down. I went as slowly as possible to put off going inside and facing my mom and stepfather.

Eventually I opened the door and crept in to where they were sitting having a cup of coffee at the table.

‘Darling why are you home so late?! Your dad has been telling me how rude you were to him this morning, ignoring him, insulting him and running off leaving all your dishes,’ my mom exclaimed, standing up and walking towards me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw my stepfather at the table smiling to himself.

‘Ah sorry mom, won’t happen again’ I rushed, speed walking towards the stairs.

‘Hey, hey, apologise please, I know this has been quick for you, but I want you two to get along, I love you both so much.’ I walked reproachfully towards the devil himself, sitting at my kitchen table

‘I am ever so sorry, would you forgive me, oh please’ I told him, trying to swallow down my sarcastic tone.

He knew he couldn’t do anything while my mom was around, but my mom hadn’t picked up on the tone so she let me go, rubbing my stepfathers back as she sat down next to him, growling about how sorry she was that he had to deal with me and even if I was a bit weird, they had to help me push through this stage until I could become my true self. Which I’m pretty sure was not the same real self as I had in mind, namely, a super masculine guy playing football and excessively making out with his girlfriend.

I dumped my bag and lay down on my bed. I stayed there for a few minutes before kneeling before my bed and grabbing the little box I kept under it. It was filled with a few items I had over time taken from my mother’s makeup collection or gotten on sale at the local shops.

I carefully painted my face with precision, using as many pink shades as possible and putting on way too much blush. I thought about that girl today, Katya… She had the craziest eye makeup, made up of an extreme smoky eye. I had a go at doing it but it didn’t really turn out the same, I preferred the pinks honestly. I smiled at my work, I finally looked like a girl, I was covered in makeup but I felt natural, I felt like…me. I began the process of taking my makeup off but just as I finished I heard the door creak open. I turned in surprise to see my Stepfather’s shocked face staring back at me.

‘Well well well, what’s little miss Trixie up to today?’ He walked over to the desk I was sitting at. I leant back attempting to cover the box with my back. He stared intently at my face and I hope for dear life that these wipes were effective as it says they are on TV. Oh crap, the wipes. He glanced down and saw the dirty pink wipes on the floor next to me.

‘What on earth?!’ he said to himself as he picked up the wipe and inspected it. Okay he couldn’t tell what it was yet, I was good. I shuffled around as he looked at it trying to push the box under the bed.

He dropped the wipe and shoved me aside, revealing the small but precious box of makeup.

‘WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!’ He screamed in horror.

‘Where’s my mom?’ I slipped out, the terror in my voice clearly evident.

He realised this and calmed himself down, remembering he had the upper hand.

‘Oh, she’s left for work, not coming back till morning, got the extra long night shift at the hospital’. I remember she’d told me about this and hated myself for forgetting. ‘I hope you don’t mind; I’m just picking a few extra shifts up at night so we can get a bit of extra money. You’ll be safe though, your dad will be at home the whole time, he’ll look after you,’ she’d said. Oh, the irony of her statement.

He picked up the box and threw it into the bin.

‘I am not allowing you dress up as a fucking Trixie and act like a little girl, skipping around the place! This is disgusting and unnatural and definitely not happening while I’m around here! I’ve just come back from a full day of working, earning money to feed YOU and let YOU go to school, YOU are not acting like a fucking girl and wasting my money with your useless life!’

I gulped anticipating what was to come and I was right, I always was. He slapped the side of my face and kicked me onto the ground as I attempted to get out of the way. It stung, I already had so many bruises and he was kicking into every one of them that had been previously made. I cringed and lay on the floor letting him kick me, too tired, too empty to fight back.

Once he was done, he walked away and when he got to my door he looked me in the eye and told me, ‘don’t let me ever see any of this makeup ever again, you ever try act all girly and pretty again and I will make sure you get kicked out, because you sure as hell ain’t living in this house with me.’ He slammed the door shut and I lay on the bedroom floor with a sense of intense déjà vu…

I gasped as I awoke from my position on the floor, I looked around eagerly, wondering what had happened and then remembering all too well. My eye’s flickered in the dark before landing on the window. I swear I saw…no…it couldn’t. Was it that girl from school? Katya. Must be a dream, I thought to myself as I slowly crawled up into my bed to spend the rest of my miserable night.

End flashback

I choked slightly remembering what had happened that day, I turned off the water and stared at myself in the foggy bathroom mirror. I inspected my form and could make out small fading scars covering my torso and running down my limbs. I’d been so scared of him my whole high school life, as soon as I graduated I’d instantly gotten an apartment wanting to escape him and the terrible memories that house held.

 Calm down Trixie, he’s gone, he can’t hurt you, he’s gone. But that didn’t stop one last tear flowing down from my eyes and onto the bath mat at my feet.

I dried myself and put the clothes Katya gave me on. They smelled nice, Katya smelled nice, I smiled to myself, finally glad that I’d overcome my high school troubles, even making amends with Katya, who I’d given up on so long ago.

[brightsun-and-darkmidnight]

The Real Revengers

TITLE: The Real Revengers

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Oneshot

AUTHOR: brightsun-and-darkmidnight

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine being a fairly-seasoned biker and having dropped your motorcycle during a ride one day. (Leaned too far into a turn or curve, or maybe your grip slips for a split-second while adjusting the kickstand. Whatever.)

As he’s passing by, Loki notices your predicament and offers to help. Proud, you decline. You’re a tough gal; you can handle your own bike.

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Imagine getting royally ticked off when you hear about a certain gaggle because The Revengers is the name of your motorcycle group.

So, when you recognize one of them, you immediately saunter up to confront them. “Hey! If you want to be a ‘Revenger’ so badly, I suggest you learn to ride and earn that name! Otherwise, I might just kick your—“

You lose your train of thought when Loki struts into your field of vision… and your ability to speak coherently at all when he gives you a brazen, flirty wink.

RATING:  M

NOTES/Summary: Y/n worked her ass off to be part of her biker gang called the Revengers. So when there is wannabe group using the same name y/n goes for a ride that ends with her meeting Loki.

My Ao3: brightsun_and_darkmidnight

LENGTH: about 1,500

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Y/n was out for a ride on her motorcycle. The best way to let off some steam after a long day. The sound of the bike roaring as she sped up and to feel the wind in her hair. She knew her hair would be a mess and have one hell of a time trying to detangle it, but she needed this ride. Apparently there was a group of idiots calling themselves the Revengers.

Y/n did her damned best to get into the biker Revengers. She had to prove herself over and again she was a tough woman. She rode constantly so she could go any pace and faster than a guy. Those morons had an ass kicking for copying her gangs name.

Y/n was positive she could handle this curve like she always did.

An idiot came into her lane and she had to quickly lean in order to get out of the way. As she was trying to turn around to follow the bastard to give them a piece of her mind her tires caught gravel on the road and the bike slipped.

On the fall she tried to catch the bike then got stuck under it.

Better her than the bike hitting the ground.

She would heal but her bike wouldn't. That knowledge gave her little comfort because she knew from the scraping sound, the gravel scratched her gas tank.

Her head went towards the car that ran her off the road but it was too far to see the license plate.

"Lucky asshole. If I seen that plate they would be dead!" Y/n cursed the scraping sounds as she tried to get her bike upright. 

"Here let me help."

Y/n seen the hand going for her bike. "No!"

Her blazing eyes followed the hand to the shoulder up the neck and to the face...that put gasoline to her anger. She was tough and could handle her bike just fine. He was too handsome thus making her want the help but was too proud to allow it. She wasn't some damsel needing any help that went her way. She held her glare until the man backed up with his hands up in defense.

Y/n knew he was too good looking to be able to stand a tough gal like her.

She kept trying to get out of her predicament and cursed every scrape. Eventually she stopped trying to be gentle with her baby and just accepted there was going to be damage and too much fun for the guys to tease her with. She grumbled a few colorful words as she dusted herself off. She struggled a bit to get the bike upright.

"Are you sure you don't need assistance?"

Y/n's head turned lightning fast as the man still standing there with his arms crossed over his chest. He looked amused as he watched her.

She snarled. "I got it!"

She looked over her bike first before checking herself. Thankfully it was just a few scratches along the side it landed on. With a sigh y/n looked at her hand that held a few scratches and she knew there was a bruise on her hip. Something with her knee did not feel good as she crouched to check the mechanics.

In the mirror she seen the same guy just standing there.

Y/n sent a glare over her shoulder. "See something you like? Its not for sale and neither am I." Y/n turned and stood up tall, despite the ache in her knee. "So move along."

"I didn't mean offense by staying here. I just wanted to make sure you were ok. I heard a troubling sound as you fell. And.. I can see how you are putting you weight off of your knee."

Y/n put equal weight on both legs with a hard look sent his way. "I'm fine."

She felt her body tingle all over and then a soothing warm sensation on all of her aches. She looked at her hand that had no damage and her knee felt amazing too! She was about to ask what the hell he did to her when he was looking at her bike-

"Don't do anything to my bike!"

But there was gold shimmering all over her bike as the damage disappeared.

She quickly checked the bike and everything looked just as it did before the damn fall.

The man walked over to y/n and she noticed how tall he really was and that made it hard to glare at him. He did just make everything better and made her smile slightly.

"My name is Loki. Perhaps now you will not have a hard time with the friends you spoke with such vivid colors."

"Well thanks…" y/n was having a tough time holding eye contact with him because his gaze was too intense.

"Do you want to get something to eat?"

Y/n gapped like a fish out of water. "What?"

Loki winked at her and made her knees feel like jelly.

"It will be fun."

Y/n looked at both of their apparel. He was dressed far more like a businessman. She was wearing jeans a leather jacket, she knew her hair was tangled and her shirt had the words, "you would be loud too if I was riding you."

Y/n crossed her arms over her shirt. "One of us would not fit in wherever we would go."

He had a charming smile… "Then we meet somewhere in a few days so I can get to know more of your colorful language. It very entertaining."

Y/n rolled her eyes, "just go fuck off."

"I would prefer to have a partner." Loki mused, "I wonder who would be louder between the two of us."

Y/n didn't blush, but she had a feeling she was.

Either way a few days later they had their date at a casual type restaurant so they didn't need to dress up. 

Then y/n found herself in Loki's bed calling out his name like a mantra.

Despite being on top he worked her body to new heights of pleasure. Then when she couldn't function to move her hips he took full control as he rolled on top of her. He took her from all angles and positions she didn't even think of. Each new position he forced louder moans and lewd sounds from her body.

Y/n was in bliss as she laid on the bed she had just been fucked into.

She sighed content. "That was amazing."

Loki's fingers worked on her back as he teased. "I think you were louder than your bike."

Y/n huffed before falling asleep. "Shut up."

In the morning she noticed a dark hickey on her neck and cursed because her idiot friends were not going to let her live it down. Either way, it was a night she would never forget.

Y/n went to the biker bar and had a few drinks with everyone then in walked people who didn't belong. The other group that copied the name, "Revengers."

Being a bit intoxicated didn't help y/n's firey temper.

She walked right up to the biggest one with short blonde hair and growled. “Hey! If you want to be a ‘Revenger’ so badly, I suggest you learn to ride and earn that name! Otherwise, I might just kick your—“

She stopped mid threat and nearly froze when Loki entered the door and he sent a wink with an unashamed smirk.

"Nice to see you too Darling."

Y/n couldn't think. She fucked one of the copycats? 

Loki smiled all knowing as he looked at his mark. 

She told him, "Fuck off."

"Will you be my partner again?"

Y/n couldn't talk and then the bar erupted in laughter at her flustered state. She was never going to live this down.

One of the men yelled. “I never thought I’d see the day such a tough broad like y/n would suddenly be speechless. And just by checking out the dudes!”

Y/n went to her seat as more people poked fun at her. “Shut up…”

Loki sat beside her. "I think you need to give me a few riding lessons or it's going to be your ass that gets a beating."

Y/n gave him a smirk. "You really wanna learn?"

"Having a good ride with you seems to be fun already." He gave her a wink again. "Why not learn to ride a bike."

Lessons started once Loki had a bike.

He was a natural. He held grace when he rode and could easily take any bend and curve. Y/n never worried for him and they always exchanged tips and tricks to riding. Loki in a leather jacket? Y/n knew something about leather got her going but Loki pulled the look off better than anyone she seen.

Damn him for knowing without her saying a word of confession.

"Enjoying the ride or the scenery?"

Y/n smirked. "There might be something I like looking at."