#i knew there was something up with him when he held the beast back from iggy

[witchygagirlwrites]

Broken Bonds-Part 29

Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz x Reader, Jay Halstead x Hailey Upton, Coparenting Jay Halstead x Reader

Intelligence closes in on the crew behind the cop killer rounds when another shooting happens.

Your alarm blaring jolted you out of your sleep. The older Addy got the less she woke up before it. You reached out and slapped the button before it could wake her considering you’d left your bedroom door open the night before, nightmares were still raging pretty well considering there had been a third shooting and still nothing as far as leads. You felt like intelligence was spinning your wheels and the worst part was that not only was your unit at risk, all of Chicago was the longer the crew supplying those rounds was out on the streets.

You knew Mouse would’ve come across town in a heartbeat if you would’ve called him no matter the time but damn his job was just as dangerous as yours. The marshal service was called out on fugitive hunts across the nation. You dragged a hand over your face and kicked the blanket off. You just needed a cup of coffee and you would be fine. 

You swung your legs out of the bed and the moment your feet hit the floor you heard Addy’s telltale giggle followed by her calling out “Mommy” the dark clouds of your mind parted with her voice as a smile slipped onto your face “I hear ya babygirl, mommy’s coming”

You walked out of your room and across the living room to push open her bedroom. She was standing up on the side of her crib and you laughed when you saw how her curls were standing up in every direction. “Oh baby. You do look like mommy right now” she used one hand to pat at her hair and smiled big “I pretty like mommy. Hayhay say so”

You shook your head with a laugh “Did she now?” and picked her up out of the crib. She wrapped her arms around your neck “You wanna get dressed and call Mou to see if he wants to meet for breakfast?” she grinned “I wanna see Mou” you nodded “Ok then, let’s go get mommy’s phone” you and her walked back across to your room and you grabbed your phone off the charger. 

You hit Mouse’s number and held it between your ear and shoulder as you headed back to her room to find her clothes “Well good morning beautiful” he answered and Addy giggled “Mornin Mou” his voice softened instantly “If it isn’t my favorite little girl. What are you doing this morning, Miss Halstead?” she cut her eyes up at you and you nodded “Ask him baby” she leaned closer to the phone “Mou I want breakfast” he chuckled lightly “Ok sweetheart. Tell your mommy to get you dressed and meet me at the diner. I’ll be waiting” “kay, bye Mou. Love you” “Love you too sweetheart” he told her and she shoved the phone back at you. You pulled the phone up to your ear “See you at the diner?” he laughed “I guess so. I love you” “I love you too”

You hung up and she grinned at you “Love you mommy” you smiled “Love you too baby. We’ll call daddy and Hayhay too before we leave so you can tell them good morning. They’ll pick you up from Mrs Cruz” she nodded “kay”

You sat across from Mouse in the booth with Addy between the two of you. She was picking at a waffle and talking his ear off about the beauty and the beast since you, her and Hailey had decided on a disney movie marathon when he and Jay had gone out for a beer a couple nights before. 

You weren’t sure what the impromptu night out for the two of them was about but you and Hailey were perfectly content with it being just the two of you with Addy. “He had books?” Mouse asked, a grin on his face broad enough his dimples were showing. Damn that man every time you thought “Ok, I can't possibly love him any more” he’d do something like show that much enthusiasm over a cartoon movie just to appease your daughter.

He cut his eyes up at you and winked before telling her “I think I need to be involved in the next movie night Addy” She nodded “Yeah mommy” you shook your head “Baby, the reason it was me, you and Hayhay was because Mou was with Daddy” she nodded “Oh, kay” and went back to picking at her waffle. He watched you for a second and the smile on his face made your heart flip, you felt your face warm so you nodded towards his food “Finish your breakfast Mou”

A small smirk slipped onto his face “Yes ma’am” and he started eating, laughing when Addy slipped a piece of bacon off of his plate. You loved seeing the two of them together just like you loved seeing her and Hailey together. You never would’ve dreamed when you first found out you were pregnant of a day like this getting here. You had solid footing, finally. She had two parents that would move heaven and hell for her and a Hayhay and Mou that would be right next to her parents helping.

Your phone rang and you glanced down to see Jay’s number. “Hello?” he took a breath “Sweetheart, I know you’re still at breakfast but can you go ahead and take her to daycare? There’s been another shooting?” you cut your eyes up at Mouse and he must have read your expression because he got Addy’s attention so you whispered “Same rounds?” “Yeah” Jay replied so you sighed “Text me the address. I’m right down from the daycare then I’ll be to you” “Ok. Be careful and vest up time you drop her off, please. While you’re at it tell Mouse to vest up until he gets in to his team” “I will” you promised then hung up.

Mouse held your gaze and you forced a smile “Ok Addy, we’re gonna pay then I gotta get you to Mrs Cruz cause that was papa Voight. I gotta get to work” she nodded “Kay” 

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Mouse followed you out to your jeep and after you buckled Addy in and closed her door you turned to him “There’s been another shooting with the same rounds. Jay said to vest up until you get to your team, please” He nodded “You do the same as soon as you drop her off” you smiled “I will. I love you” he pulled you closer to brush his lips against yours in a gentle kiss “I love you too”  then he tapped on the jeep window before turning to head towards his truck.

You took a deep breath before walking around to climb in the driver’s seat. You couldn’t let her see anything was wrong. Your job was to leave it all at the door and not let it affect her.

You pulled up the address Jay had texted and parked right behind his truck. You climbed out and slipped your badge around your neck on the long chain that rested mid chest. You normally wore it clipped to your side but this was once you weren’t bothering with it. You needed to get to your unit.

You walked to the yellow tape and a uniform immediately held it up for you and nodded “Detective Kidd” you smiled slightly when you recognized him “Sterling” he motioned towards the corner “Intelligence is over there ma’am” “Thank you”

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You headed in the way he pointed and spotted Kevin first. He turned and saw you and his shoulders sagged slightly. That wasn’t good. “How bad Kev?” you asked when you got to his side. He tilted his head “Come on” you fell in step with him and followed him to where the rest of the unit was. You met Jay’s eyes before you spotted the two bodies

It was a T.O. who died trying to protect her rookie when the shooting started. This was on intelligence. “We should’ve already found these assholes” Hank muttered and everyone nodded in agreement. He looked around “Get the word out to your C.I.s the reward is worth the risk. We need information and we need it now”

“Yes sir” you all echoed. You cut your eyes at Jay and nodded towards the edge of the group.He followed you and once you were far enough away you stepped closer to him “This is turning towards cops” he nodded “I know” you swallowed hard before saying “Maybe Addy should stay with Stella and Kelly for a couple days until we figure this out” his eyes moved past you to the body that was being covered with a white sheet. You wondered if he was seeing you like you were seeing him laying there or if he was seeing Hailey like you had already seen Mouse laying there.  “Yeah, that may be a good idea” he agreed, finally looking back at you.  You reached for his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze “I’ll call her when we get to the precinct. You can still pick her up from daycare and just drop her off with Stel so it doesn’t throw her schedule off”

He nodded “Ok sweetheart. This is just..” he trailed off and you nodded “I know” 

Somehow you ended up at Jay’s that night.You were curled up on the end of his couch with Hailey leaning against your arm. It was bothering all of you that Addy was at Stella and Kelly’s instead of either of your places. Every precinct was on high alert, Mouse was in the kitchen with Jay and you could hear him saying how the marshal’s office had also been informed about it.

If cops were becoming targets you couldn’t be sure the extent of that target and when it came to her? There wasn’t a limit to keeping her safe even if it meant making all four of you miserable. Jay’s phone rang and you and Hailey both almost jumped out of your seats.

“Hello?” you tried to listen but only caught his side of the conversation “Yeah” “She’s here with me and Hailey?” “Ten tomorrow morning?” “Ok” 

He hung up and you and Hailey both looked at him “What?” he nodded towards the phone and took a deep breath “One of Voight’s C.I.’s got a tip. The crew is from Arizona. They’ve been selling out of a market on the north side. The next meet is set for tomorrow morning. Ten a.m. They’re looking for buyers.We’re going in as heavy hitters” 

You nodded “Who’s we?” he pointed to himself then you then Hailey. “Why the three of you?” Mouse asked and you could see the anger in his eyes at the idea of the danger you were walking into “We fit the bill better as to their customer type apparently. We go in and set up the buy, if it goes well patrol and major crimes will be waiting to back us up”

You met Mouse’s eyes and could see the worry in them, especially at the word “if” 

“It’s worth the risk” you finally said after a moment and Hailey nodded in agreement “We’re all at risk here. If this keeps going none of us are safe. If they start targeting off duties..how long is Addy safe? Or Makayla? Or anyone? We do this for the kids of the unit at the very least”

Jay and Mouse shared a long look before they both finally nodded “Ok” Mouse cut his eyes at you “Ok” 

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“I don’t understand how the hell it goes from you and Jay not being able to partner because you have a child together to lets send you two to buy from a crew selling cop killer rounds?” Mouse’s jaw was clenched so hard you were fairly certain you could hear his back teeth grinding against each other. You turned in his arms to run your hand down the side of his face, brushing some of his hair back behind his ear “It’ll be ok baby. We can handle it. I promise you. Nothing would keep me and Jay from crawling our asses home to Addy, you know that”

He nodded, eyes closing for just a moment before he opened them, the bright blue focusing on you “If something happens to you..” you cut him off by pressing a kiss to his lips “It won’t. You know Jay, You know me. Hailey is just like me. We can do this. We have to for everyone’s sake”

He nodded, pulling you closer to him “I love you” you smiled “I love you too, now come here and show me you love me before we got to sleep” he shook his head “You’re an insane woman Kidd” you grinned “And yet you would walk through hell itself for me Gerwitz” he nodded “About time you figured that out” and caught your lips in a lingering kiss.

You stood next to Hailey, trying not to pull at the kevlar that was under your clothes. It was lightweight pieces that would stop up to a handgun and slow down birdshot but that was pretty much it. Against the rounds these assholes were peddling it may as well have been cardboard but it was better than nothing. “Kidd stop fidgeting” Kevin’s soothing voice came through your com and you calmed just a bit hearing him.

Hailey reached her hand out for yours and squeezed it gently. Jay looked back at the two of you and nodded as he led the way through the market. The C.I. was to meet you next to the antique shop. Then he’d walk you to the sellers. You fell in step with Hailey, squaring your shoulders. 

“C.I. is in place” Voight’s voice was next and you spotted a man leaning against the antique shop in a dark grey suit, fidgeting with his collar. “Someone should tell him not to fidget” you muttered and Hailey smirked. Jay shook his head so you knew he heard you too. “What’s the play Voight?” he asked and Voight said “You three know how to handle this. Call it if you need to but try to see the ammo first” “Copy that” you spoke, rolling your eyes.

You instinctively reached for your crescent ring then remembered considering the task you’d left it, your mother’s ring and the full moon pendant Jay had gotten you for Christmas on your dresser this morning. The only thing out of your usual jewelry you wore was the permanent bracelet on your right wrist that matched Hailey, Kim and Stella. It sold the story more that you and she were sister’s and Jay was her husband. 

You just had to get through today,take these assholes down then you could get your babygirl home. That was what pushed your legs forward, regardless of any amount of danger that could be in front of you.

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You walked next to Hailey as Jay talked to the C.I. He was leading the three of you towards the back of the market. Your stomach was in a knot but you knew one yell from either of you and CPD would wrap this place up tight. When he turned the last corner you spotted a couple dark suvs. He patted Jay’s shoulder “These are the guys. Two brothers. They’ve got this whole setup. The ammo is just a part of it man”

You cut your eyes at Hailey as the four of you approached the buildings the suvs were parked in front of “We’re moving in closer” Kim’s voice hit your ears. You stepped closer to Hailey as a few men stepped out of the building. “Damn sis, didn’t know we could bring our guards” you laughed and one cut his eyes your way “What was that?” you shook your head “Nothing, just joking” then followed Jay in the door.

You hoped backup was as close as they were supposed to be. When you stepped into the building you realized this was the setup. The equipment around you could manufacture bullets. They were making these damn things under your nose this whole time” “Nice setup” you spoke and one of the men laughed “Isn’t it. Well let’s meet the men in charge”

Two men came walking out of the back of the building. They were a little taller than Jay but slimmer built. Kinda lanky really but they didn’t really need to be physically imposing considering they had human embodiments of grizzly bears behind them as bodyguards. One eyed Jay “You Jack Kingston?” he nodded “This is my wife Veronica and her sister Vivian” you both nodded in turn. The man who spoke nodded “Phillip Jones, this is my brother Eric. We hear the three of you are in the market”

“Looking to spend about two mil” Hailey spoke and Phillip nodded “Respectful for the first purchase. Let me show you the merchandise” you cut your eyes at Jay, knowing that as soon as the ammo was confirmed CPD was coming in.

Phillip looked towards one of his grizzlies and the man disappeared and came back carrying a large crate. He sat it down in front of Jay and pried the top off. “Armor piercing rounds. That’ll go through anything” Phillip bragged and you nodded “Impressive. Just what we needed” 

Jay stepped closer to you and Hailey as Voight’s voice came across the radio “You three get clear” then a couple seconds later the call out of “CHICAGO PD” started to ring through the buildings.

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You snatched your gun from your lower back and pointed it at the grizzly closest to you “Don’t” he eyed you and you groaned “You’re going to, aren’t you?”

The other went for Hailey and three decided to go for Jay. You fired a shot at your grizzly and cursed when it didn’t go through his chest. Of course the asshole selling armor piercing rounds would have good armor. You ducked his meaty punch and aimed for his neck. It hit and blood bubbled out so you spun towards Hailey in enough time to see her get a shot off towards her grizzly. The man went down, hard.

Cops were swarming the building. Jay was holding his own against his three but wasn’t like you could shoot. “Fuck” you cursed and glanced around, spotting pieces of pipe and nodded to them “Hailey!” you both grabbed a piece and smashed one of the grizzlies behind his knees. He went down and that was enough to even things out for Jay. When he put the other two down you three realized in the meantime Phillip and Erin had run.

“They’re running” cut through the coms so all three of you ran towards the exit. Once you hit the door you saw they’d taken separate roots. You ran right, hearing Hailey behind you. Jay started to go left then heard “I got Phillip, go behind Kidd and Upton” from Kevin.

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Jay turned to run in the direction you and Hailey had run and the moment he came around the corner he saw you and her both being dragged into suvs, shock sticks being held to your necks and your bodies convulsing from the electricity. “CPD FREEZE” he hollered but they threw your limp bodies in the suv and fired towards him, forcing him to duck.

He rolled to his feet and barely saw the plates FDE245 as they squealed away with you and Hailey inside. “WE HAVE TWO KIDNAPPED DETECTIVES” he called across the coms, feeling his world fall down around his feet. He’d let down the two women that meant the most to him, the mother of his child and the woman he loved.

@desimarie12

Part 30

@allisonargent144

@nevaehstreater18

@alexisquinnlee-bc

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[heliosunny]

Helloo, Can I have a request for a Narumi x reader x Hoshina? Despite their rivalry between these two, they agree that they have to share towards the reader.

Yandere!Narumi x Reader x Yandere!Hoshina

It was on an occasional trip to HQ with Hoshina when things began to shift. The two of you were called to report on the division’s progress, but an emergency kaiju attack cut the meeting short. Members of Narumi’s division scrambled for gear, but it was obvious they were short on hands.

“We’re spread too thin” Narumi muttered, his characteristic playful tone replaced with grim focus as he reviewed the situation. Then, his sharp eyes landed on you. “You, rookie—you’re from Hoshina’s division, right? Join us. We need you.”

Hoshina frowned, stepping slightly in front of you. “They’re not trained to handle your division’s high-speed approach.”

“I can keep up!” you interrupted, your voice steady with determination. Hoshina’s gaze flicked to yours, his reluctance clear, but you didn’t back down. “I want to help.”

“Fine” Hoshina sighed, finally relenting, though his hand lingered on your shoulder for a moment. “Stay close to Narumi.”

And so, you joined Narumi’s team for the mission. The chaos of battle was nothing new, but working under Narumi’s command was an entirely different experience. His strategies were bold, almost reckless, but effective. He threw himself into danger without hesitation, relying on his team to adapt and cover him. You held your own, supporting him when needed, and Narumi’s grin only grew wider with every move you made.

By the time the mission ended, you were exhausted but exhilarated. Narumi clapped you on the back, his usual teasing smirk returning. “You’ve got potential, rookie. Maybe you’re wasted in Hoshina’s division.”

Hoshina, who had been waiting for you at HQ, said nothing as you rejoined him. But the way his eyes swept over you checking for injuries—spoke volumes. He didn’t say a word about Narumi’s comment, but you could sense his tension.

The day of the fateful mission started like any other. Hoshina had been called away on urgent business, leaving you under orders to remain at base. He had made it clear that your safety came before anything else.

“I trust you’ll be smart about this” he’d said before leaving, his eyes holding an intensity that made your chest tighten. “Don’t do anything reckless while I’m gone.”

But when Narumi’s division requested reinforcements, you couldn’t ignore the call. Despite Hoshina’s absence, you volunteered. Narumi smirked when you arrived, leaning casually against a wall with his usual cocky grin.

“Couldn’t stay away, could you?” he teased, though his eyes betrayed a sharper interest. “I knew you couldn’t resist helping me out. After all, you’re the only one who can keep up with me.”

The mission took a turn for the worse when the kaiju—a new, unpredictable type—emerged. The beast was unlike anything you’d faced before, and Narumi’s reckless tactics left his team vulnerable. When a younger teammate fell into danger, you didn’t hesitate, throwing yourself between them and the kaiju’s claws.

The attack left you crumpled on the ground, blood pooling beneath you. The world blurred as you heard Narumi shout your name, his voice laced with panic. He shot down the kaiju moments later, but his usual smug confidence was replaced by something far darker as he crouched beside you.

“You shouldn’t have done that” he hissed, his hands pressing against your wound as your combat suit couldn't keep up healing your severe injure. “What were you thinking? I can’t—” His voice cracked, but he quickly masked it with anger. “You’re not allowed to die on me. Got it?”

When Hoshina returned and learned what had happened, his fury was unmatched. He stormed into the infirmary, his usual calm completely shattered.

“What the hell were you thinking?” he demanded, his voice low and trembling as he stood over you. His hands hovered near you, as though afraid to touch you. “I told you to stay safe. I told you—” His voice broke, and for a moment, the mask of control slipped, revealing raw panic beneath.

Before you could respond, Narumi appeared, his expression cold and defiant.

“Don’t blame them” Narumi said, stepping between you and Hoshina. “If anyone’s at fault, it’s you for leaving them behind.”

The argument that followed was vicious.

“You had one job” Hoshina growled, his hand tightening on the hilt of his sword. “To protect them. Instead, you used them as a pawn in one of your reckless plans.”

“Oh, give me a break” Narumi shot back, his tone venomous. “If you weren’t so controlling, maybe they wouldn’t feel the need to prove themselves all the time.”

“They wouldn’t have to prove anything if you didn’t keep dragging them into your messes” Hoshina snapped. “You don’t care about their safety—you just care about keeping them close because it makes you feel powerful.”

“And you’re any better?” Narumi sneered. “You’re just as obsessed as I am. At least I’m honest about it.”

The words cut deep, and the tension between them only grew. Hoshina, unable to stomach the idea of you near Narumi again, forbade you from visiting his division.

“You don’t need him” Hoshina said firmly, his voice softening only for you. “You have everything you need here—with me.”

Narumi, meanwhile, wasn’t subtle about his intentions. He sent messages and even snuck into your training sessions when Hoshina wasn’t around. “He’s holding you back” Narumi would say, his voice dripping with sweet venom. “You could be so much more—if you were with me.”

The situation came to a head during a city-wide kaiju attack. Separated from both men during the chaos, you found yourself trapped beneath rubble, struggling to fend off a smaller kaiju that had slipped through the defenses.

Both Narumi and Hoshina heard your distress call and raced to your location, but their rivalry slowed them down. By the time they reached you, you were barely conscious, your injuries severe.

As they worked together to free you, their mutual guilt boiled over.

“This wouldn’t have happened if you’d just let them stay with me” Narumi snapped, his hands trembling as he pulled debris away. “I could’ve protected them.”

“You mean controlled them” Hoshina shot back, his voice cold. “You don’t care about protecting them—you care about owning them.”

The argument continued even as they carried you to safety, their words heavy with blame and obsession.

It wasn’t until you confronted them later, your voice weak but filled with frustration, that they finally listened.

“I’m not some prize to be fought over” you said, your words cutting through their tension. “If you care about me at all, you’ll stop this—whatever this is.”

For a moment, silence hung between the three of you. Then, Narumi spoke, his voice uncharacteristically soft.

“I can’t let you go” he admitted, his gaze locked on you. “But… maybe I don’t have to.”

Hoshina frowned, but something in his expression shifted. “What are you suggesting?”

Narumi’s smirk returned, though it was tinged with something darker. “We share. It’s not ideal, but it’s better than losing them entirely. And I think you’re just desperate enough to agree.”

Hoshina’s jaw tightened, but after a long pause, he nodded. “Fine. But if you step out of line—”

“Relax” Narumi interrupted. “I’ll play nice. For now.”

And so, an uneasy agreement was formed—not out of mutual respect, but out of selfishness. They couldn’t bear the thought of losing you, even if it meant sharing.

[obsessivevoidkitten]

That Time You Got Yeeted Into Another World, Mistaken as a God-Sent Gift, and Used as a Prize in an Arena

Yandere Bear-Man Dilf x Gender Neutral Reader

CW: Noncon, framed for a crime, language barrier, eaten out like it's groceries, biting, scent marking, musk, combat, general yandere behavior

Word Count: 765

(Speed written out of nowhere because I had the idea suddenly, not beta read so please forgive any mistakes. I hope you guys like this ficlet. Also forgive the title, in a game I was playing there was a crossover with "That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime" and I liked the vibe of the title.)

You were framed for a crime you didn't commit and in your village the punishment for that crime was immediate exile via being shoved down a steep crater in the center of which is a one-way portal to what is thought to be Hell.

What no one on your side of the portal knew was that on the other side was just another world. A world that celebrated with a great holiday anytime a human came through the portal. It was also a world populated entirely, with the exception of humans who crossed over, by human-like beast hybrids.

Driders, lion hybrids, nagas, aqrabuamelu (scorpion-men), harpies, dog people, centaurs, minotaurs, gnolls, and many other races that seemed to be part human. 

They have a connecting portal in their universe, but any who try to go into it are spat back out. The current went only in one direction.

Every few years, a human would be flung forth from the portal, a gift from the gods! But only the worthy can keep such a gift. So whenever a human comes to the realm from the watcher of the portal will ring the bells and all the warriors assemble and a grand tournament is held at the arena. Whoever wins gets to keep the human and gains enough wealth to care for them properly.

Things are no different when you arrive, you are immediately ushered away, examined, and pampered like a prize doll with no agency. Despite your objections. It seems like only the keeper of the portal has any rudimentary undestanding of your language, not that it helped you. He didn't explain much and his speech wasn't that great. Something about... a big game?

You were naturally frightened beyond all reason, seeing all these beast-men, but it didn't seem like you were being harmed. It really wasn't what you thought hell was going to be like. 

On the day of the big tournament, you were dressed in the finest silks, given a tiny crown of silver, and taken to the best seat in the arena. One where everyone could see you. A cushioned throne was provided for you to sit upon. You figured that this must be a ceremony to welcome people from the portal.

You watched as all the combatants sparred. At first you were horrified, but it became evident that people could yield and death was, almost always, avoided. There were combatants of every variety. 

Even from the start the best seemed to be a naga woman named Eeris and a bear-man named Brakwen. As they advanced through the fights they both finally made it to the finals where they'd clash. Eeris favored twin daggers and fangs while Brakwen used claws and brute strength. He had a sword but had not resorted to using it. 

It was a mighty battle but Brakwen the bear-man managed to win. You still did not yet realize you were the prize. Not until you were escorted down to him and were carried bridal style out of the arena with the crowd cheering. Brakwen had won the god's favor!

From close up he looked even more imposing. He seemed to be in his late 30s to early 40s. He mostly looked like a hairy man from far away though up close his massive size, sharp teeth, claws, thick fur covering his arms and quite frankly adorable bear ears, gave him away. He was rugged but admittedly rather handsome. You knew there was nothing you could do so you let him carry you away. 

Despite the language barrier, Brakwen did his best to please his god-given prize. He could tell you feared him. Especially since you tried to run off a few times. But Brakwen didn't get angry. You never even managed to get past the door. Even if you did there were two gates outside the house. You were far too valuable to let wander off. 

Eventually when you had stopped running off, and when his rut demanded he wait no longer, he began acting a bot more aggressove and sexual towards you. 

Though you tried to stop him it ended with him stretching out your hole with his powerful tongue, lubing you up with his copious amounts of drool, and sliding into you with his massive musky cock.

That's what your life was now. Being treated like a fragile precious gem most of the time and then for one week out of every month you were fucked full of hot bear cum in every possible position, bitten possessively, and scent marked by being forced to wear his oversized clothing. 

[plusanimablog]

Chapter 28: Diary Of The Tree-Leaking Day

Baby Senri!

And Upas totally knows him, Senri choosing him as the first to know that his father is taking him up the mountain. This natural survey is the first step to becoming a man, Upas wisely says. There, Senri wonders if he will have a bear Anima, like his father and Upas does...

Anyway, Commander Iggy tells his troops to be on alert despite things being currently chill with the Kimunkle. They're different people from a different area so it's literally impossible to predict what they'll do next. A troop member wonders out loud if the bear they saw earlier was a magical creature causing a few friendly Kimunkles to approach and explain that the bear is a rare Anima technique where they can attack or defend through a projection of their Anima spirit. Only certain people in the tribe can do it. Iggy has the appropriate reaction to learning there's a bear Anima in the tribe:

So the group is dealing with amnesiac Senri. Nana is taking it particularly hard, her controversial "shake and berate the person until they remember you" technique having to be halted by Husky because it was somehow not working on him. Husky thinks this may be the result of a head injury and Cooro asks Senri if there was something he wanted to forget. Senri doesn't answer and Upas approaches, Cooro casually dropping another drama bomb by saying he was the one who sent out the bear Anima earlier. Upas says this has happened to Senri before and reveals he's from the Tooa tribe, same as Senri. The Tooa tribe was destroyed by the Sairando and Upas was saved by the Shurosa while literally everyone else was either killed or sold off into slavery. Senri's father, Riiya, was Upas' best friend.

So it's good that Senri has surviving family, right? Nope, Senri doesn't remember him...in fact, now he double doesn't remember him due to his brain's recent factory reset. He lost his memory the first time when he was eight and his father died, getting anterograde amnesia that left him unable to form any new memories. Nana points out that while he was traveling with them, he displayed the ability to remember but Cooro minorly counters that he had the tendency to stare into space a lot...still, Upas recognizes this as important progress considering the state Senri left in. Then Iggy stomps over, identifying Upas as the bear Anima bearer.

He says at the battle at Moss Mountain, the one that killed the army commander (Iggy's father) was Upas himself. Upas asks that if he shows Iggy who killed his father, will he try to kill him? Iggy sternly says "maybe". Upas leaves instead, telling Iggy off for bring personal stuff into the business he's conducting for his country. To further muddle the issue, Upas thinks to himself that he can't just let Iggy kill his enemies off...

Husky goes off by the forest by himself and Cooro follows to see why (Nana sticks behind to try to make Senri remember; she's controversial in the medical community but dammit, she's the best chance we've got). Husky says that she won't help and Cooro points out that Upas, despite being family with Senri, didn't seem happy about seeing him at all. Husky says that Upas is masc and guys don't show emotion like joy or relief because it makes them looks like pussies. He's probably happy on the inside. Cooro still wonders though...

Senri flashback time: he and other Toora are going to climb a cliff wall to be like the bear. Flashback over...and Upas apologizes to the memory of his dead friend out of nowhere.

Anyway, Shira gives Iggy a task: go to the Great Red Rock Cavern and retrieve a sign. Iggy has to go alone with three of the Kimunkle to show him the way. He accepts, being told it's a test of strength. Upas then asks Shira to take Senri up the mountain. Nana understandably doesn't want Senri around Iggy but Upas points out the journey up the mountain might jog his memories. The group wants to come but they don't let children up the mountain so they have to stay in the village. The group is worried...but Cooro just tags along, reasoning that they'll just stay behind and fret anyway. They might as well follow. Not really having a way to dispute that logic, they follow after him.

Iggy is tired already but all of the Kimunkles are fine, Upas checking in on Senri's status. Senri flashes back to a time when he was told about a man-eating bear named Amurui. Then his dad tells him he'll have to kill someone someday...

In the present, Upas says that he believes that Senri can regain his memories...although some memories are best left forgotten. Then he leads him away, saying he's found some good friends...before turning into a bear, ending the chapter saying that it's time for Senri to die.

[pseudowho]

Deliverance

Hunting down a monster, you are led to an isolated little town...and into the arms of its enigmatic priest, who harbours a dark secret.

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Vampire!Priest!Nanami, monsterfucking, winged vampire, soft!Dom/pleasure!Dom Nanami, loss of faith/disillusionment, enemies to lovers/forbidden lovers, haematophilia, corruption kink

Very much inspired by Mike Flanagan's exceptional "Midnight Mass" which I highly recommend.

Soundtrack: "Take Me To Church" by Hozier, and "All Around Me" by Flyleaf

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The bridge to the mainland lived most of its saltcured life underwater. It rose, skeletal against the fog, as if the wreck of a ship from some bygone era, only twice a day, at low tide.

You were, by now, well-established into this friendly little town; a much-needed teacher to its handful of muddy-toed children. They did now know of your armory, your deadly weaponry. They did not know of your vow to hunt down the monsters that stalked the night.

And, they did not know how you suspected that the beast responsible for the deaths of at least 20 men on the mainland, may be one of their very own. 20 murders all occurring at low-tide, and only low-tide, could not be a coincidence.

They were all scum, you mused to yourself, all rapists, paedophiles and murderers...so perhaps it does have some sort of moral code. It must be here, you reasoned, fingers tapping the woody shelves of your little school cupboard in thought.

Your hunt was hampered by the timekeeping of this sleepy fishing town; often up before sunrise to take to the sea, and back before the sun broke above the horizon, it was not unusual for its residents to sleep during the day, and rise in time for the sunset. Its little church even held an evening mass, attended by plentiful nocturnal residents, after dinner.

"Hello?" A rich baritone, which was beginning to feel so intimately familiar to you, stirred an illicit want in your belly. He called your name. You could not help but run to him.

"--sorry, I'm-- I'm here! In the cupboard!" You called out, breathless in...what? Your rush to get to him? Anticipation? Something...more?

You flurried round the corner, all eager smiles, flyaway hairs and dimples. Your eyes melted so softly upon each others' forms, both sighing with relief. Neither of you knew how the other stirred within.

"Ke--...Father Nanami. What a lovely surprise. You're not usually up so early."

Nanami Kento cut an imposing figure in his cassock and white collar. He was a big man, with mountainous shoulders, and long, broad hands. You remembered the heat that pooled in your belly, the first time he had rolled up his sleeves to help you to move supplies into the schoolhouse, his forearms so alluringly thick and corded. His size belied an easy grace, and the elegant quick-step of a busy, intelligent man.

"I found myself unable to sleep," Kento admitted, his head bowed and hands clasped as he stepped to you. He seemed paler than usual, as he continued, "I was thinking abo--...just, thinking." He finished weakly. His eyes drew so fleetingly to your fast little pulse, thrumming from your throat, down your cleavage. His mouth dried, a double-edged hunger climbing down his abdomen.

"...thinking?" You offered, slowly closing the distance between you. You ached to remove it completely, your respect for his holy vows the only thing that contained you. Kento cleared his throat, running one strong finger between his neck, and corseting black and white collar.

"...wondering. If you would be attending mass. Tonight. I have miss--...you have missed the past week, I believe."

Ah. Yes. There was rarely another time when the homes of the local residents were empty enough to allow for investigation. You had only a few more to ransack, to find your monster, and you could feel yourself closing in on it. You felt a heavy rock of regret in your belly, and you clasped one of Kento's cool, pale hands in your own. His cock twitched, to feel the burn of your flesh against his, in ways so much less intimate than what he had imagined, alone at night.

"I'm so sorry...not tonight," you frowned, and you hurried to reassure Kento as he visibly deflated, "But tomorrow, I promise you. I'll come. Truly." Kento's face, so angular and strong, softened down at you with the hint of a smile.

His hand raised up for a moment, hesitating, before cupping your cheek. You felt your heart skip a beat, the tips of his little and ring fingers ghosting over your pulse point, while his thumb swiped beneath your eye.

"...chalk," Kento whispered, seeing your pupils dilate under his inherent, dangerous magnetism. He wished nothing more than to lean down and taste you, clutched against him and whimpering in the schoolhouse. You heard thunder rumble in the distance, and smelled the petrichor of an oncoming storm.

"...I can't wait," Kento whispered, stepping back from you, with just one backwards glance before sweeping out under the wind and blotting clouds.

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Your hunt had amounted to nothing. Either, your monster was meticulously careful, or your suspicions were incorrect, and it did not reside on this island. There was just one more place you had not explored, and you resigned yourself that you may be heading home sooner than you thought.

And yet, you felt a rope behind your navel, a red string around your finger, holding you here. You decided to complete your final investigation at the home of the priest, who had become the lifeblood that ran inside you, at midnight. He generally stayed late at the church, completing administration. You would be undisturbed.

Armed, rogue-like, you blended with moonlit shadows until you reached the windows outside his bedroom. You peeked through the gaps in the wooden blinds, and were met with an image of Kento, erotic and resplendent, that seared itself into your brain for the rest of your days.

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Kento didn't need sleep, ever since his God had forsaken him. Yet still, he craved that sweet embrace, to take him away from the twisted torture of what he had become. His resolve to die this way, as some fallen angel, had been unexpectedly fractured by the will to live-- fractured by you.

Kento switched the shower off, the last droplets of water running down his back. His cassock and collar were discarded, all woven lies against the skin of a faithless hypocrite. Kento wrapped a towel loosely around his waist, stepped past the empty mirror, and out into his bedroom.

His gut churned to see his empty bed. It had been weeks since he had fed. Years since he had taken a woman for the last time, before taking his vows. Weeks, since you had begun to consume him, mind, body and soul.

Kento had been losing his faith before the change. He had grown further from God, as countless monsters died beneath his teeth. But it was thoughts of you, spread, penetrated and whimpering beneath him, that took Kento beyond redemption.

Kento shuddered at the aching greed within. He lay back on his bed, hair still damp and floppy, but desperate for sleep to grip him and pull him under. His cock, rapidly thickening and tenting beneath the towel, made him curse, one broad arm flung over his eyes, while the other tried to squeeze himself into submission.

Kento squirmed with guilt, his semi-erect cock gripped in his palm. He thought of you, your fingers dipping into your needy wet cunt, the vibrator on your clit doing nothing to relieve the ache in your soul. He thought of the way you had squirmed and begged, to your god, and to him, to be granted your release. He thought of the way you had sobbed as you came, curled round yourself, your fingers desperately trying to reach the sweet spot that would make your orgasm climb all the way into your belly.

He didn't need to imagine it, Kento thought blithely, his thumb now stroking slick pre-cum under his foreskin, and over the sweet swollen head of his cock. He didn't need to imagine it, because he had seen you, through the gap in your curtains in the dead of night. Watching you, a pale angel in the rain, hunting for the forgiveness of a body he couldn't allow himself to sully.

Kento's hand had begun to masturbate himself instinctually, to the thought of you crying out for him. For him, and he could do nothing but pretend he hadn't seen you fall apart, to the dream of him inside you.

Kento groaned, low and rumbling, his hand gripping tightly around his throbbing, heavy length, longer than his thick fist could cover. Dripping with pre-cum, Kento began to fuck into his own fist to lubricate himself. He moaned in time to the memory of you, writhing and mewling against your pillow.

Kento's other arm reached round above his head, and he sunk his sharp teeth into his pillow, licking at it, imitating how he would flick his tongue against your pert little clit with a ragged moan. He pictured you above him, riding his mouth and nose as the length of his cock fucked down your throat to the tune of sweet wet gags. Kento whispered filth into the dead of night, trying to rut himself to orgasm.

"--take it-- good girl...cum down your throat-- cum in my mouth...shit...fuck you through it soon, angel-- promise, I promise--...ahhhh, shit, SHIT--"

Kento cursed, spitting venom, his balls heavy and sore, his own hand so woefully inadequate. His canines had lengthened, his mouth twisted into a teeth-baring snarl, and he gripped his cock harder. Trailing his other fingers to his mouth, sucking on his fingertips with a shiver, Kento pierced them until he could taste the hot rush of blood, imagining it was you quenching his thirst--

At the window, completely unnoticed, you gripped the windowpane, weak-kneed. Your other hand clapped over your mouth. Kento lay naked on his bed, sprawled and ethereal under strips of moonlight, masturbating with gasps and groans that you only wished you could hear.

Those hands, that you had spent night after night, wishing were inside you. That cock, thicker and longer than you had pictured...and oh. The way he rutted into his fist with such devastating ferocity, left you jealous of his hand. Your mouth watered.

What would he do, if you knocked right now? If you offered yourself to him, spread bare and pleading? Would he forsake his vows for you? Would he turn his back to God, as he stroked his cockhead to orgasm between your wet folds, singing your praises, and spattering hot, thick cum over your clit--

You were drawn back out of your head as Kento convulsed, his anguished, sloppy moan breaking through the windows, shooting through you like a knife. You gasped, delighted by Kento's twitching pleasure.

Kento hit his orgasm with the turmoiled strength of a stormfront, breaking. His final image was of you, cradling his sore cock between your legs, humping him inside you while you whispered to him and he whined into your hair and got lost in the smell of you, god, the smell of you, he could smell you now--

Kento spasmed, crying out as cum spurted in heavy stripes up his abdomen, his orgasm threaded with a tinge of horror-- fuck, he could smell you, you were here nearby, he knew the smell of that skin and that blood and that cunt--

Kento sat up with a jolt and a snarl, still gasping, the power of the hunt crashing through him. His teeth bared, animalistic, he wrenched his window up, sticking his head out into the night.

The smell of you, quickly fading, was being carried away by the wind. And Nanami Kento was losing his mind.

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You could barely compose yourself, walking into Church the next evening. The night had crept in fast; another storm churning over the water, was pulling the moon in with it. You felt overburdened with...guilt? Desire? You could not hide it, you were sure.

You could not hide it, as Kento's rich voice embraced the pews. You could not hide it, as your voice trembled its way through hymns. Kento's stern, impassive face remained unreadable, as you took communion from him. You met each others' eyes, both thinking about the same thing; his finger grazed your tongue, and gazed upon your sweet face, open-mouthed and doe-eyed, kneeling before him.

And despite all this, it was each others' company you craved more than anything more carnal. You found excuses to stay, in the church, loitering as Kento bid the crowds a warm goodbye. As the last person left, finally alone, you turned to each other. You both held your breath.

After a few moments, yours released in a twinkling laugh, and a blush, that had Kento's chest clenching in possessive adoration.

"I...have neglected you, father," you offered, brushing your hair behind your ear. Kento huffed, at first, pinching the bridge of his nose, before laughing. A genuine laugh. Deep, velvety, and rich. You were putty in his hands, and he didn't even know.

"Alas...it is the life of the clergy. Our own needs, go...unmet." Kento grimaced, a forced half-smile. His hands clasped over his lap.

You felt the tinge of bitterness at the edge of his words. You swallowed, thickly. Your fate balanced on the edge of a knife.

"Not...not all of them, surely? You could...you could join me for dinner?" You couldn't miss how Kento's eyebrows raised fractionally, his pupils dilating. Kento felt a dangerous hunger.

"I...I'm not sure-- I shouldn't--"

"Of course, you're completely right--" you flapped, taking a step back, and Kento's hunger gripped you back with jealous need.

"...I shouldn't be long here. An hour, maybe? If...if you'll allow it." Kento could feel himself twist under the need to possess you, one way or another. Judging by the smell of you, you would be wet, supple under his lips.

"Perfect," you blurted, standing up on your tiptoes for one happy moment, "perfect. I'll cook. We can...we can talk. I can't wait."

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A brisk knock. You hurried to the door, biting your lip, briefly abandoning dinner on the stove.

"Father," you cried, damning yourself for sounding so excited, "you're here...I'm glad. I was afraid you wouldn't...anyway..."

You hurried back to the stove, leaving the door open. After a moment, you looked up, seeing Kento leaning against the doorframe, looking at with with something...unreadable, in his eyes. He simply stood, drinking you in as you cooked.

"...Father? What are you waiting out there for? Come in." Blinking, chuckling to himself, Kento stepped over the threshold, closing the door behind him and gently placing a bottle of wine on the table.

"Please. Call me Kento. It seems...silly, if we're having dinner, and a night together." You felt heat blossom through you, at the accidental double-meaning behind Kento's words.

Dinner together was soft, intimate, the food and wine smoothing over an already glossy conversation. You were made malleable by the wine. You were intoxicated by him. Kento looked into you with such knowledge of you, that you were laid bare beneath his gaze.

Sat facing each other on the sofa, Kento had abandoned his white collar, the buttons of his cassock and white shirt undone to his chest. He rolled wine around his glass, his head leaning on one hand, smiling as you talked. The wine made you stupid, and you blurted out;

"Why? Why...did you join the church, Kento?" It was, in part, rhetorical. A cry of despair against the crime of Kento being made untouchable. His answer surprised you, and you found yourself shuffling closer as he talked.

"I ask myself that same question every day. Ever since..." Kento bit his tongue, thinking of the night he was turned, on a missionary trip abroad. Thinking about the day you walked into his parish, setting him aflame with unquenchable burning thirst. Kento cleared his throat, swirling his wine. He felt his primal magnetism drawing you to him like a moth to the flame, and he could not stop himself.

"...I have become...disillusioned, with the church. I am...torn," Kento admitted. Your knees were touching his now, and you leaned towards him with lovesick eyes. Kento felt the thrill of the hunt, feeling the sting of his teeth lengthening. His cock twitched as your breath passed over his cheek.

"...torn?" You felt a quiver of fear now, in the way Kento's eyes darkened, his hand slipping over to grip behind your knee, pulling you into his lap. He set aside his glass. It should have rung alarm bells. You were so drunk, but you had only had one glass of wine. Kento smelled so intoxicating. You were warm, floppy as he pulled you to straddle his lap, cupping your face with both hands.

"...torn," he whispered, his nose brushing yours. Kento's hunger overtook his panic for you, a victim to himself. Kento whispered against your lips, watching your eyes flutter closed, your head heavy and lilting to the side, exposing the pretty thrum of your throat to him.

"...torn," he continued, gliding his tongue up the pulse in your neck, feeling his cock jump against your clothed pussy, "...all because of you...if God has forsaken me, I hope he never wants me back. If only you would let me worship you, instead."

Kento's lips hovered over yours, barely quelling his urgent need to feed on you, until you whimpered his name. Kento snapped, and pulled you in by the back of the neck, crashing his lips to yours with the ragged groan of a starving man.

Your head swam with Kento, clutching his open collar and falling against him, allowing him to devour your mouth with bliss. You murmured against his lips, sloppy and licking, tasting the sweet allure of him, and his grip on the back of your neck grew crushing, his weight now bearing over you to press you back into the sofa, a sharp sting on your lip--

"Ow! I...ugh, sorry...I'm bleeding--"

As you moved to sit up, shocked back out of your reverie, Kento had pushed himself back to the other side of your sofa. One hand had clasped over his mouth. He trembled, and shook, white-knuckles clasping the sofa. You heard a sharp gasp, as if Kento was in pain.

With blood on your lip, you reached for him-- and stopped. Your eyes fixed on the switched-off television opposite you both. You stood, slowly, moving towards the hallway, and your bag, trying to control your terrified little heart.

"I'll just...get a cloth, for my li--"

As you pulled a blade from your bag, standing up to spin around, you were thrown back to the wall, your head cushioned by Kento's hand. You cried out, feeling him bracket you against the wall, his cassock now abandoned, his form seeming to grow and swell before you. Kento's face pressed to your neck, and you felt the hot throb of his growing cock against your belly.

You stood this way, both panting into each other, your knife pressed over Kento's heart, and his teeth pressed to your throat. Your heart broke, fragile beneath Kento's twisting form, and hungry mouth. You hiccuped, your hand and resolve faltering.

"...I never wanted...I wish it wasn't...why did it have to be you?" You sobbed, your arm starting to lower. Kento growled against you, already two feet taller, his enormous chest trapping you in against the wall. You felt the lights blotting out around you, as vast, black, velvety wings unfurled from Kento's back.

"...always...you always knew...just couldn't accept--" Kento gasped, his tongue darting out against your neck, ridged and trembling. His chest burst with pain to feel you sob beneath him.

"I can't do it," you cried, your knife hand lowering again, "just take what you want, because I can't-- I love you-- I'm not strong enough." Kento's teeth gritted, his face crumpling against the soft copper scent of your skin. His enormous hand gripped yours, raising the knife to press to his chest. You gasped and cried out, resisting his pull; a bead of blood sprung up around the tip, pressed to Kento's chest.

"From the moment you arrived," Kento growled, his teeth pressing gently over your pulse point, starving and needy, "...my life...everything I am, has been yours to take. I would know you, blind and deaf...and I would be honoured, for you to take my life as penance for my sins."

You gritted your teeth, completely releasing your grip on the blade. It clattered to the floor. You reached up to trail hands up Kento's enormous, powerful shoulders. Your fingertips grazed the soft base of his wings, and Kento shivered, shuddering into you. He felt a dribble of pre-cum soak his stretched, ripping boxers.

"Then I condemn you to live, Kento," you whispered, pulling his face up to yours. His pupils were dilated, bursting with lust, inky black in pools of crimson, "...and take me. However you want me."

Kento snarled at you again, pressing himself to you, pinning your arms above your head with one thick hand; "You have no idea what you're asking for," he hissed, "I will eat you alive." He felt you tremble, seeing the golden resolve in your eyes. You leaned forwards to his mouth, begging.

"Then eat me...or fuck me, like you fucked your hand to me."

Kento cursed, snapping, lifting you against him. You wrapped your legs around his hips, feeling Kento reach down to shred the clothes off himself, completely absorbed by the need to possess you, to love you.

Flung backwards onto the bed, you gasped at Kento's monstrous form. Eight feet tall, broad and exquisite, his great black wings folded and unfolded against his back. His aching cock dripped with pre-cum, so much bigger than when you had seen him cum into his own hand. His face, still undeniably Kento, stared into you, owning you. Heat pooled between your legs, as he grasped his cock in one great hand, groaning and shuddering.

You crept forwards, still drunk on him, and his nephilim glory. Kento's hand stuttered around his cock as you licked the tip.

"--fuck-- too big for you-- you can't--" Kento uttered a strangled moan, to feel your hot little mouth engulf his cockhead, your lips stretched wide, gulping him to the back of your throat, all hot little licks and sucks. Every fibre of his being needed to buck forwards into your mouth, and you felt two great hands tangle in your hair.

When your hands joined your mouth, stroking down his aching length, masturbating the parts of his cock your mouth could not reach, Kento rutted involuntarily. Moaning, begging and whining your name, his voice ran deep and ragged around his sharp canines.

"--darling, I-- shit I-- so good...so good for me...taking me s--so well, haaaaah...not-- can't last-- like this--"

You hummed around his cock, swallowing down a trickle of salty pre-cum, feeling the gentle pressure of his fingertips against your head. So aware of his size and strength, Kento handled you like a china doll, with the utmost love and affection. Kento moaned with abandon, his head thrown back, his great wings furling and unfurling with divine pleasure.

Swallowing around Kento's thick tip at the back of your throat, you felt his cock leaping in warning. Kento tried half-heartedly to pull you off him, whimpering and moaning with fractured cries of your name;

"--can't swallow-- s'too much-- ohhh fuck, my love-- c-cumming, I'm cumming-- fffuuuck yes, swallow-- all of it--"

You squeaked as his cock jolted and twitched in your mouth, Kento's balls clenched tight as he hunched around your mouth, pressing your head to him. Your mouth and throat flooded with Kento's bitter seed, cooler than that of a normal man, and you swallowed him down with pride. Kento's groans and breaths ran ragged, as you licked him clean.

Kento panted, glossy-eyed as he came down from his high, his cock still half-hard against his thigh. Crowding your body against the bed with his, his fingertips grazed the dress you wore, before ripping it from you with a bared-teeth growl. You felt your bra snapped in the middle, as if it were paper. Your breasts heaved, nipples peaked under Kento's ravenous attention.

Poking his tongue out to tease it over one hard nipple, you felt your clit throb to feel the otherworldly ridges and grooves running along his tongue's sides and tip. Whining as he sucked your pebbled nipple into his mouth, you shuddered to feel Kento's sharp teeth graze your sensitive peak. He savoured you, lathering your nipple against his tongue, until you felt you could cum from that alone.

His other hand rose to engulf your second breast, your nipple rolled so tenderly between two great fingers. You felt a trickle of arousal soak your underwear. Kento could smell it, and pressed his hand to your lower belly, feeling vaguely for the telltale swell of ovulation.

"...made a mistake, angel...letting me take you like this-- nothing of you left, by the time I'm done with you--mine-- all mine-- fuck--"

Trailing kisses down your belly, sniffing you and eager to fill you with his smell, his body thrummed for you. Kento threw your legs over his shoulders, ripping the sides of your underwear and tossing the scraps aside.

His eyes fixed on your pussy, slick and clenching. Kento shuddered, feeling his cock beginning to bound to life again. It flopped, heavy and twitching against his thigh, filling again in preparation to fill you. Kento felt a vague desire to ensnare you, trapping you inside his drunken intoxication, to fill you, and fill you, and fill you, until your belly swelled, oozing his thick, white seed.

"...Kento...please..." Your sweet begging pulled Kento out of himself. Despite his monstrous form, his face softened, his eyes fixed to yours as his tongue, long and ridged, stretched out of his mouth. You saw stars as it lathed insistently from side to side, spreading your folds, stroking back and forth over your aching, pearly clit.

Kento mumbled into your pussy, tasting you, his long tongue fucking into your cunt while his nose nuzzled your clit. Mewling, your hands flew down to sink into Kento's hair, and you felt your hands grasped and pinned against your belly. Kento knew, with a faint pang, that if your fingernails scratched against his sensitive scalp, he would surely spill his seed all over your floor.

Kento draped his other forearm over your belly and hips, pinning you down as you twisted beneath his attention. He lapped, sucked, and nipped at you with the softest bites to your clit, his tongue fucking in and out of you with inhuman dexterity.

You bucked your hips down the bed, eager to feel his tongue sink into your deepest parts, and Kento obliged with a wet moan. You felt his tongue lathe against your spongy spot, pinned down as he devoured you.

"--just there...harder please, please-- god I need your cock in me, please-- fuck me please-- please--"

You begged and pleaded your way to orgasm, your arousal seeping out around Kento's tongue as you came with a jolt and a cry, your thighs clamping around Kento's head, feet tickling against his sensitive wings. Kento continued to fuck his tongue in and out of you, lathering you with his spit, tasting your arousal, desperate to taste more of you.

You reached down, trying to pull Kento up your body. He almost laughed at your casual management of a true to life vampire, about to fuck you into the mattress. Kento allowed it, settling above you, his pupils narrowing at the insistent beat of your throat. Suddenly, and with a strangled growl, Kento knocked your head aside, his teeth grazing at your throat, and his monstrous cock throbbing at your entrance.

You trembled beneath him, heaving and gasping from your high. All of your resolve left you, beneath his tongue, and you uttered words you knew to be true;

"...I trust you, Kento."

Kento pressed into you, with teeth and cock and a husky moan. You felt a sharp pierce at your neck, his teeth just deep enough to feel the hot splash of your blood against his tongue. Kento almost finished then and there, his seed threatening to spatter into your folds and entrance, instead of in your belly, as he had promised himself. Kento drank you, his mouth clamped around your neck, one great hand cupping your head to the side while the other gripped your hip.

With a squeak and a protracted, broken moan of his name, you felt Kento's cock stretch through your wet velvety walls. You squirmed, trying to climb up the bed, feeling Kento growl around your throat and yank you back down.

Kento was enormous, by far the biggest cock you had ever taken, splitting you with a dull sting. Your fluttering hole soothed as Kento began to rut his length into you. His red, leaking tip bullied your cervix, bumping it up against your womb, with inches of him still outside of you.

You uttered strangled little moans, completely pinned beneath his hulking form, feeling him rut as much of his cock inside you as he could fit. With a shiver, Kento denied himself of any more blood at your throat. His tongue stroked your wounds, clotting the blood there, as he fucked gently into you.

Kento's wings caged you both in, and he stared down at where his cock tried to stretch your pussy out with dopey, lovesick eyes. A trickle of your blood ran down from the corner of his mouth, and he was struck with a sudden burst of pride for you. Kneeling back, Kento pushed your knees up to your chest, crushing over you in a mating press.

You writhed, as Kento managed to sink more of his cock into you, groaning which each stroke he watched enter and pull out of you. Your slick formed a translucent white ring most of the way down his cock length. Kento was eager to see it drip down his balls. He gasped down at your prone, fucked-out form, and gently began to press and roll the fatty flesh around your clit, making you buck up into him with pathetic little mewls.

"--fit it in--fit all of me in...if you cum again-- fuck you through it, baby...fuck you through it...fuck you through it..."

Kento repeated this like a mantra, every gradually strengthening thrust into you taking him deeper, your pussy stretched to its limits around his terrifying girth and length. Leaning over where you joined, Kento spat a smooth mouthful of spit, stroking it around his base, lubricating you both, before upping his pace and intensity again.

You cried out, head thrown back as you arched, feeling Kento so deeply that you clasped your belly. Kento planted one hand over yours, his fucks growing gradually more feral as he bared his teeth, determined to finally take what was his, after so many years of miserable self-denial.

"--mine make you mine make you mine--leave it behind...leave it all...for you...shit-- so tight, just--milk it out-- all my cum-- all yours, I swear..."

As you came, your pussy clenching and spasming, Kento finally bottomed out. His head flung back with a cry of success, slamming into you with abandon as he chased his high, desperate to see you filled with his cum. Cursing, and spitting, teeth bared and blacking out the room around you with his wings, Kento came with a roar, and you felt your pussy and belly flooded by him.

His cock jerked long, protracted twitches inside you, spurting thick bursts of cum, with nowhere to go but up, plugged by his enormous girth. You were pliable and dazed, taking it with the sweet relief of his love for you, his seed soothing your swollen inner walls like a balm.

Kento faltered above you, staggered and dazed. Keeping his cock stuffed inside you, manoeuvring himself onto his side, he swept one great wing beneath you, and one above you. You felt yourself cocooned, sleepy and full, reaching into hand up to tangle into Kento's hair. He pressed a lazy kiss to your palm.

"...you're a...terrible vampire hunter..." Kento slurred, fading out into soft snores, just seconds later.

He's not wrong, you reasoned to yourself, wondering and drifting to sleep in his arms and wings, maybe he'll help me.

[vivwritesfics]

Best Dad Ever

Lando is the best girl dad. When his little girl wants to ride horses, he makes it happen

For @nurse-buckley for studying

Lando didn't have many regrets in life. He didn't regret karting from a young age, he didn't regret joining McLaren. He didn't regret getting married young or having a child either.

Actually, those last two were the best decisions of his life.

What he did regret was letting his four year old meet his sisters horses.

Lola fell in love. Lando hoped that she'd find Flo's huge horses terrifying and scary. But she loved them. She really really loved them. She giggled as the horse took the treat from her hand. Auntie flow had shown her exactly how to do it

She didn't get to ride Flo's horses. They were top show jumpers, Flo didn't want to put her niece at risk like that. Something Lando was incredibly grateful for.

But soon, Lando was strapping her into her car seat and driving her home. "Papa," she began as she looked out of the window, at the horses in the passing fields. "Can I start riding ponies?"

Lando should have seen it coming. It shouldn't have been a surprise that Lola had found love for those great big beasts in the same way his sister had. "Let me speak to your mother, yeah Lols?"

"Okay daddy."

Her mother didn't need a lot of convincing. "Hell yes she can go riding!" Y/N insisted. "I always wanted to as a girl but I never could," she said as she cuddled up to her husband.

"But, what if she realises she want to do karting like her father?" He pouted.

She held his hand to her lips and kissed the back of it. "I promise, Lan. The next one we have you can introduce to karting."

Lando really liked the sound of that.

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For Lolas first riding lesson, Lando was there, watching. He arranged it for a date he wasn't at a race and held his wife's hand as he watched. He was so incredibly nervous. Even if all Lola had to do was sit there, he was still terrified.

Soon she was riding every week. Lando desperately wanted to be at every lesson, but, before he knew it, he was at a race.

He wasn't there for the first time she trotted. "Please video it, baby," he said to his wife as they spoke on the phone.

She did just that, recording as she sat tall, the little pony beneath her trotting. Lando watched the video again and again, showing it to anybody that would watch.

He was there for her first lesson off the lead rope. He couldn't stop the smile on his face as she steered the small grey pony over the set of poles.

Lola kept up her riding lessons for a year. Lando attended as many as he could.

When that year of riding lessons was up,y Lando was on a mission to do something big.

It arrived at his location in the mid morning. As soon as it did, Lando put his phone to his ear. "Baby, bring Lola to the yard," he said.

Without questioning him, she got Lola into her riding boots, strapped her into the car and set off for the stables.

"Where's daddy?" Lola asked as they drove.

"He's gonna meet us there, sweety," Y/N said as she drove.

Lola frowned. "Why?"

"I don't know, Lol's."

As soon as Lola was out of the car, she was running towards her father. "What's going on, Daddy?" She asked.

Taking her hand, Lando walked Lola towards the barn. "I got you something, Lol's, " she said.

Lola gasped when Lando pointed to a stable. In that stable was a black pony, wearing a pink headcollar. "Lola, baby, I'd like you to meet Raven," said Lando. "He's your new pony."

Lola let out a little, quiet scream. "Really, daddy?! He's all mine?"

"He is, baby."

Lola through her arms around her father, squeezing him as tight as she could.

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bird creature/hybrid keigo takami x chubby reader

KINKTOBER: breeding (+praise)

word count: 3.0k words / mdni ! 18+ / this turned into a full on fic and is pretty fluffy tbh <3 it has more plot than porn sdfgjhbmfbxfvcbsxn and i haven't read it through properly but ssshhhh

being kicked out of your party sucks, 'you don't fill the roll of beast tamer' or something, they've found someone more skilled and experienced so now you're stuck alone in the middle of a forest after accepting a quest which you currently regret taking.

it should be a simple herb collection quest but it's being more of a hassle than it's worth, you shred off the top layers of your clothes and tie it around your waist, dropping your sheep hide bag and gulping down some of your water. after a while you stumble across a clearing with a lake and it looks like you'll finally be able to have room to properly set up your tent.

you don't realise but you're being watched. golden brown eyes piercing down at you, watching you with hawk-eyed vision on high alert to his surroundings. you met him the following morning, as you were leaving your tent something suddenly blocked out the sunlight before landing next to you. a bird creature was in front of you or maybe he was a hybrid, you weren't sure but he was rather intimidating. this man has bright red feather wings with a huge wing span and sandy blonde and white small fluffy parts on his arms and chest covered with a brown flimsy tunic with a handsome human face with golden eyes and blonde windswept hair. you're already quite fearful but after you spot his talons that look like they could slice you in half you really start panicking.

you were able to calm down when he smiled and held out his hand, you flinched first but in his palms where berries. you know those berries, they were edible, very rare and very tasty. later you found out his name was keigo but everyone call him hawks, when he told you this he also told you that he wanted you to call him keigo. he has limited human speech and it was hard to communicate with each other but you both tried your best.

you don't know this but when you accepted the berries he gave you in his mind that made you his mate, it solidified it in his mind and he was very happy that you accepted his advances. he's your provider and he has to look after you. you don't know that he thinks like that though.

you should of left the forest weeks ago, there was no reason for you to stay... well apart from keigo. you knew he would stay in the forest it's his home, you couldn't ask him to go with you and why would he? 'i probably care about him a lot more than he does me, which is fine! he likely has plenty of friends and his own kind in the forest, i just miss company after what happened with my old party... i like his company.' you can't bring yourself to leave, not yet, even if that means you're getting close to the rainy season, and it's always dangerous to be out in the wild in the rainy season. it's so easy to wind up dead, your body never found either downstream or at the bottom of cliffs that people can't access.

"shit!" you were foresting for some berries when you felt a drop of rain fall on your head, that drop turned into ten, then twenty, then fifty, all in a matter of seconds. you nearly fell as you tried to turn back to the somewhat safer option of your tent but the ground below you quickly became mud and slippy causing you to trip, luckily you were able to catch yourself on a nearby tree before falling face first and getting back as fast but safely as you can.

you're soaked to the bone and as the tent finally meets your eyeline it's getting you to walk quicker. you hear something above and you look up the best you can, covering your eyes with your hand but still somehow some water gets in your eyes, looking above you see hawks flying to you. "keigo, what are you doing?! go home, get in the tent, get anywhere. i know it might be different for you, i know you're less fragile than me but it's still raining heavily. what if there's lightning!" you shout at him to the sky.

keigo lands down, water slashing you in the process and getting mud on your trousers. he's careful as he pulls you towards him, making sure his talons won't hurt you and you're pressed against his body, "come." you're confused and you try to move so you can reach your tent but as you look behind you your back straightens as you see your tent. you don't even know if you could call it a tent anymore. the wind has blown it so much that it's just broken cut up fabric tied down by one singular peg, the others already blown away. "come," he repeats himself and pulls you closer towards his warm body before flying away, you can't help but scream as you lift up off the ground and you swear over the rain you can hear keigo laugh. you always wondered what it would be like if he took you up in his wings to fly, you've always thought they were so majestic but you never envisioned it going like this.

it's hard to hear and talk over the heavy patter of the rain but you try anyway. "keigo where are we going?"

"home," he replies and you hear him loud and clear, you don't know if that's because he's louder than the rain or leaning close to you or if you hear it loud and clear because your heart is just beating out of your chest at the answer.

it seemed like a long while of flying but when you finally reached the floor keigo carefully landed and put you down. looking around to where you are you see that you're outside a cave but you don't know that you can call it a cave anymore. at a quick glance from the outside it looks like it was originally a cave but the opening is covered by rocks, wood and other building materials, keeping the inside warm and dry. there's a wooden door to the side and you think you can see a lock on it. the outside reminded you a lot of your childhood home but you can't pinpoint why. "come," he grabs your wrist cautiously with his talons and leads you inside.

a blast of heat hits you when you enter and you immediately warm up, even if it's just a little bit through your wet clothes. it looks pretty barren apart from some small trinkets along the wall and the bed is covered in blankets and other fluffy comfortable things, definitely more comfortable than anything you've been sleeping recently. you stay where you are not moving from the door, not wanting to get everything wet. keigo leaves but comes back a minute or so after with a towel for you and second one in his hand for him.

"thank you," you say quietly and shyly taking the towel from him. after doing your best to dry your hair and dry the rest of your clothes keigo leans down to your neck and nuzzles you while cooing, heat quickly rises to your cheeks and he pulls back and takes you further into his home before dropping your hand and he goes back into one of his back rooms.

you miss his hand in yours but when he returns he's holding a shirt, "for you."

"me?" you point to yourself and he nods. "i don't know if it will fit, i might be a bit small." you tell him but he looks back at you with an easygoing smile that puts you at ease. you know it probably won't fit right, you're not exactly small but you don't have much choice with how wet your clothes are. "thank you," you return his smile. you feel small under his gaze as he looks at you, it seems like he has no plan to leave you alone to get changed or look away. "um, okay, i'll-" you turn away from him and lift up your top. when you take it off and start to fold it keigo holds you from behind, wrapping his arms around you, his wings softly fluttering. you get flustered and wonder what you should do, this isn't normal human behaviour but keigo isn't human maybe this is completely normal for him, although he's never done this before, but maybe he knows how cold you are.

"k-keigo i need to put this on, i'll get cold." he's slow as he takes his hands off you, making you shiver in the process. you quickly get changed pulling on the top that you've been given and pulling down your trousers. you were right about how it doesn't fit you but at least you're dry. the top is thin and covers up to your mid-thigh, the fabric tight along your waist, stomach and breasts but it's still comfortable. you turn round to look at him and twiddle with your thumbs, he smiles at you again and rubs his face against yours, making your cheeks heat up.

"drink?"

"huh?" you ask slightly distracted by how intimate this is.

"drink? keep you warm." he gestures to you and then gestures to another room. you nod your head, not knowing what drink you're saying yes to but happy to be warm and experience what drinks keigo likes and drinks, it might just be tea you'll have to wait and see.

you feel a bit uncomfortable just standing around and you don't notice any chairs so you perch yourself on the bed, hoping keigo won't mind. when keigo comes back he's wearing different clothes and he's holding two mugs, you smile at him and you notice he doesn't smile back. 'did i do something wrong? he's not smiling. maybe i was wrong about him not minding about me sitting down on the bed, i should of just stayed standing up.' keigo is holding onto the mugs so tightly that his hands are turning white. "i'm really sorry keigo, i didn't mean to make you angry," you rush out as quick as you can, hurrying to get up but as you start lifting off the bed two feathers rapidly leave keigo's wings and pins you down to the bed by the top you're wearing. you've never seen him do that before so part of you is thinking about how impressive it is, the other part of you worried and confused hoping he'll forgive you for whatever accidental mistake you made.

keigo places the cups down on the side. "i'm sor-" before you can finish your sentence, he moves on top of you, making your eyes widen, at that moment you see his eyes, heavily dilated looking down at you tenderly but hungrily.

"do you like?" he asks stroking your chubby cheeks.

"like?" you ask confused.

"nest." he kisses your nose.

you're not one hundred percent sure what you're saying yes to but you think he's talking about what you're laying on and you do like it, it's warm and cosy and you could stay here for ever. "i like it very much. i could stay here forever."

keigo trills when he hears you say that, "did a good job?"

you never thought keigo would be one for seeking approval but you suppose everyone does. "amazing job." you nod your head and lift your hands up to his wings and run your hands through them making him shiver. after all that's happened you're still surprised as he gently bites your lip, a silent request for you to open your mouth and you grant him access, parting your lips, keigo taking the lead controlling the movement as your tongues intertwine and you kiss. you have no idea how much time goes by, so caught up in the moment, it could of been three minutes or thirty for all you know, all you know is how good everything feels.

as you move apart you open up your eyes to see him smirking at you, your cheeks are hot. he kisses the corner of your mouth and squeezes your plush thighs before gently trailing his knuckle up and down your inner thigh, slowly inching up your, his, top. keigo brings both his hands to your outer thighs and slivers up the rest of the top until he sees your hips, eyes practically glowing as he nuzzles your neck again.

at some point while all of this was happening he started rubbing his hard dick along your thigh, getting precum everywhere, you had no idea when was able to take off his clothes.

this time he uses his talons as he rips up your underwear leaving you bare and maybe you should be scared of how close his talons were to you but you weren't. he uses his knuckles again and brushes along your opening, he thrills when he feels how wet you are and before you even realise it he's slowly pushing himself into you. he sees you wince and kisses all along your neck and pauses for a second, then continues just as slow as he was before not wanting to hurt you. when he's fully in he waits and kisses you all over, touching all over your body, your hips and stomach especially, groping and squeezing. keigo feels you start relaxing around him and starts moving, slow thrusts in and out of you, not wanting to hurt you.

keigo's thrusts start to speed up uncontrollable as he kept feeling you clench around him and how wet you are, almost feral, animalistic. a white creamy ring forms at the bottom of his dick and he becomes more and more feral. you moan loudly and bury your head into the soft blankets and materials. "feel so good!" you cry out mumbled against the pillows. you ball your fists up into the covers, holding onto them tight and keigo goes harder.

"you feel good too. i'll keep making you feel good," he leans down to your ear and kisses your cheek. you nod your head even though it wasn't a question and keigo's eyes dilate even more than they have been. he touches you very gently, circling against your clit and kisses your pulse point, delicately sucking a mark on your neck. his pace stays the same, still fast. your back arches and you feel the coil in your stomach winding up more and more, so close to snapping. you whine as the coil in you snaps and you cum, body tight in an arch before shaking.

keigo smirks as he watches your body fall and go limp. he picks up your legs and folds you in half, gripping hold of your thighs tightly and his pace increases so fast that it leaves you breathless, your body bounces and he watches you ravenously. "gonna give you my seed, gonna make you a pretty mummy." keigo chokes a groan and holds onto you tighter. you should be trying to move away and tell him no but you don't, instead you clench tighter around him and nod your head rapidly in desire, you've never wanted something so badly. warm ropes of cum spills into you filling you up. keigo smirks and peppers your face with kisses.

"keigo have you seen how messy tsunagu's clothes are! it's a nightmare washing them all the time!" you complain scowling as you pick up your youngest sons shirt.

keigo chuckles and comes up behind you wrapping his arms around your waist, kissing you behind you ear, "he's such a troublemaker." you shiver as you feel his breath against your skin and his voice so close to you, he smirks.

it's been five years since you first stepped foot in your home, it's been five years since you and keigo first had sex. in those five years a lot has changed, your relationship included. you and keigo have no problem communicating anymore, both now speaking the same language with keigo learning how to write and read everything too. you have two boys together and they're wonderful. you got married and it was one of the happiest days of your life. you've practically abandoned human civilisation, by your own choice. occasionally you'll go into town if you need something but you stay in the forest most of the time. you've met keigo's friend and they all call him hawks, even the ones he's known since children. you asked him why he told you to call him keigo when you first met especially since everyone calls him hawks and he told you it's because he knew as soon as he met you that you were his mate and you would spend the rest of your life together.

"i know a way to calm him down." you hear the mischievous tone in his voice.

you play along, "oh?"

"i think he needs to be a big brother." he pulls you closer to him and rubs your soft stomach.

grinning wide, "really?"

keigo hums and kisses your neck. "yeah birdie, a little one he can help and look after will keep him out of trouble." he nuzzles against you and plays with your stomach. he turns you around to look at him, holding onto your hands and smirking. nonchalantly asking, "what are we aiming for this time? a girl or another boy?" he taps his finger to his chin, "i'm thinking girl."

"i'm thinking a girl too," you smile fondly and kiss his nose. keigo's wings flutter out when you kiss him and you giggle.

"i'll lock the door."

[too-much-tma-stuff]

I don't trust the world with you

I wrote this on my phone while I was at work so there's probably a ton of errors. It's not a particularly original piece, my take on deep cover Danny working for Red Hood and offering Jason the chance to take out his rage on Danny.

Viewer advisory: Mentions of sex but no descriptions, descriptions of violence.

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Red Hood was furious, he was furious and there was fuck all he could do about it! He had been on a hunt when the piece of shit had decided he'd rather take his own life them give Jason the pleasure, leaving the pit madness swirling in his guts with no release. He wanted Blood, he wanted screams, he hated it and he had no other prospects. And no matter how much of a villain he was he wasn't going to take this out on anyone who didn't deserve it, including or especially the people who worked for him.

Best he could do right now was lock himself in his office and pace, snarling furiously and making aborted little motions with his hands as he held himself back from breaking anything.

"Wow boss, you're really pissed aren't you?" A familiar voice said conversationally. Before Red Hood processed he had drawn his gun and had it leveled at Fox, who did not flinch, grinning at him with his unusually sharp teeth.

Fox had worked for Red Hood for longer then just about anyone, Hood had picked him up half on a whim. With his green-blue eyes and his hair, black on top and white underneath it was like looking in a mirror, a younger version of himself. Fox was good, strong for his size and resourceful, with his filed teeth and odd demeanor he must have had a History but he never spoke about it.

"Fox! How did you get in here?! Get out," Jason demanded in a snarl.

Fox didn't move for a moment, then he stepped forward, his eyes calm and resolute and a small.smile still on his face. "It's okay. There's more to do and you're useless like this. You need to hit something? Hurt something, hit me." He said calmly and Hood balked.

"No! You've seen me-"

Fox had seen Hood at his worst, he knew how violent Hood could be, how could he offer-? But then Fox darted forward and grabbed q knife from Hoods belt. Hood tensed, ready to defend himself but then Fox turned towards Jason's desk, slammed his hand down on the wood and then stabbed the blade through his own hand.

Jason gave a startled yelp but Fox didn't make a sound, his teeth gritted as he pulled the knife out. He turned back towards Hood, holding out his bleeding hand only for it to heal in moment under Jason's shocked gaze. Fox smiled at him and offered the knife, handle first, back to Hood who took it on autopilot.

"No matter what you do to me I'll heal, and it won't be the worst pain I've been through. So, Boss," he said hopping up on the desk and sitting there staring at Jason daringly. "Hurt me."

It was a mad impulse that had Jason driving the knife down into Fox's leg. Fox arched and let out a pained little whine that soothed the beast in Jason even as he froze with shock and regret. He pulled out the knife, leaving Fox breathing heavily. When Hood tried to pull back Fox grabbed the collar of his jacket and yanked him back.

"I know you're not done, that's not enough for you. Keep going." He nearly snarled, his eyes more green then usual.

He wasn't wrong but Jason didn't want to hurt him, but being handed handled like that triggered Jason's fight reflex again. He cut Fox's arm making him yelp, but not let go. Jason pressed the knife into Fox's shoulder until he let go.

The smell of blood was filling his nose and his vision was tinged green around the edges. Fox collapsed back against the desk and Jason cut the young man's stomach with barely enough presence of mind to not go to deep. Each cut drew small sounds of pain from Fox but none loud enough to be heard from outside Jason’s office and all healed in moments leaving only a bit of blood on Fox's clothes and Jason's knife.

Finally the green retreated from Jason's vision and Fox was no longer just flesh capable of feeling and bleeding and became his loyal employee again. Sprawled on the desk, clothes and hair mussed, eyes half lidded and breathing heavily. He looked beautiful, and under different circumstances it would have been so... erotic, but now Jason just felt like a complete monster.

"Fox, I'm so sorry," Hood practically groaned, offering Fox his hand. Fox took it but didn't get up yet. "I'm so sorry, I should have,"

"No," Fox murmured giving Hood a small reassuring smile. "I told you to. You feel better don't you?"

Jason froze, because yes he did. "Is there anything I can do to... help?"

"Kiss it better," Fox said with a crooked little smile, he seemed almost high. Jason choked and Fox laughed. "No, just stay, hold me if you don't mind. I'll be fine in a minute."

Jason nodded and pulled Fox into his arms, holding him, hesitating for a moment before combing his fingers through Fox's hair. They were quiet as Fox's breath evened out again.

"I didn't know you were a meta," Jason murmured and Fox twitched, tensing for q moment and then relaxing again.

"I was trafficked when I was pretty young, I've kept it on the down low as much as I can since then. I don't want anyone to know, but I trust you Boss," Fox said giving him a little smile. Oh man that sweet trust made his heart flutter in a way he really Shouldn't be feeling for a man he's just basically tortured.

"I won't tell anyone, and I won't take advantage of it." Jason promised softly, Fox was a good worker and Jason wasn't going to lose him.

"Alright," Fox said, giving him another smile and pushing himself back. "But if this happens again and you need to hurt someone, call me okay? I make a good punching bag," he said with a bitter little curl to his lips.

"I'm... really not sure I want to do that," Jason said worriedly and Fox shrugged.

"Alright then I'll just break in here again next time. Now get back to work Boss," he joked as he walked over to the door and unlocked it to leave.

"Wait if it was still locked how did you get in here?!" Hood demanded suddenly.

"Byeee," Fox cackled as he dashed out the door leaving Jason confused, but not as upset as he would have been had it been anyone else who'd managed that. Fox could probably be trusted with keys at this point, even if he apparently didn't need them.

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Jason managed to control himself properly for another month but then things went wrong again. Not another misplaced hunt but a confrontation with Bruce about how Everyone deserves to live and other bullshit! It had him furious with no easy outlet and pacing in his office again. He has passed Fox on his way here, hesitated, then continued. He would Not ask.

He didn't need to, it was less then ten minutes before he turned again and Fox was there. He was sympathetic and worried, last time he'd been there for the last time, this time he didn't know why Red Hood was angry, though that didn't stop him from approaching, he kept his posture low, submissive but unafraid and for some reason Jason completely Hated it.

He grabbed Fox by the front of his shirt and slammed him against the wall forcing his breath out in a wheeze. Fox covered Hoods closed hands with his own, staring back at him with a serious expression.

"Stop this! You're worth more then being a punching bag, I don't care if you've been through worse it doesn't make it okay for me to hurt you," he snarled in Fox's face practically lifting him off the ground.

"That's sweet, Boss," Fox wheezed, unable to breath properly with Jason bearing down on him. "But you need this, and I'm not leaving till your calm. If you think you can calm down by talking about your feelings we can go with that," he said with a sharp and crooked smile. He knew Hood well enough to know that wasn't enough.

"You self sacrificing piece of shit," Jason nearly yelled, pulling Fox forward and slamming him against the wall again before punching Fox in the face. Fox let him, barely flinched away and didn't fight back as Jason hit him. Bruises bloomed and faded on Fox's skin almost instantly and the stupid man didn't even shield his face. His nose crunched and his head snapped back against the wall, he let out a slight gurgle, the blood on gloves and Jason recoiled in shock at his own actions.

He let go and Fox slid down the wall till he was sitting, he set his nose with a grimace and shook his head. He held up his hand and coughed up a bit of blood that must have flown down the back of his throat. "You done Boss?" He asked with another soft cough.

One lost flare of anger shot through Jason and he kicked Fox in the side making him yelp and fall back against the wall again. "Okay, now I'm done," Jason sighed, slumping back against the wall and sliding down to sit next to Fox who was looking at him a little warily now, even as he leaned closer. Jason sighed and lifted his arm, hating himself and loving it as Fox brightened and ducked under his arm, leaning against his chest.

"What upset you?" Fox asked softly.

Jason twitched he knew Fox meant well so, after a moment, he answered. "It's a long story, but the short version is family bullshit. Something really bad happened to me a few years ago, and my dad just... let it happen, didn't avenge me, nothing. He's still dragging his feet and acting like I'm a villain for wanting some justice," he sighed, moving like he was going to run a hand through his hair only to remember he was still wearing his helmet.

"I get that, it's part of the reason I never went back to my family after everything that had happened to me," Fox agreed softly.

"You know I go after traffickers all the time. If the people who hurt you are still out there..." he trailed off, the suggestion hanging in the air.

"Trust me," Fox said with a humorless laugh, "that's not something you can help me with."

"If you can trust me with it, I'd like to help you," Jason said, brushing Fox's bangs out of his face.

"I trust you with everything Hood, but I don't trust the world at all, not with me, or with you really. But... my real name is Danny, I left it behind a long time ago, but that's my name." Fox, no Danny, said softly. Proof of his trust.

"Thanks Danny, just between us huh?" Jason agreed, wishing he could trust Danny with his name in turn, but he wasn’t rest to.

"It feels good to be called that again," Danny murmured nuzzling into Jason's armored chest as if there was no where else he'd rather be.

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Danny just kept coming back, and Jason shouldn't have been shocked when the fifth time ended in them fucking. It was a much more pleasant way to work out Jason's anger and after that he was much more willing to call Danny for help. Even to meet Jason at one of his safe houses, this time wearing a domino mask instead of his full helmet.

When Danny arrived at the safe house he immediately kicked off his shoes and darted into Jason's arms, looking up at him with wide eyes. "We match," he said with a grin, tugging on the little lock of white hair in Jason's bangs. Jason laughed and nodded, tugging Danny towards the bedroom.

"Yep, it was one of the first things I noticed about you. It made me wonder if..." he trailed off.

"If," Danny prompted softly.

"Easier to talk about after, once I'm calm," Jason said, shoving Danny down on the bed. Thankfully Danny liked it rough, or it probably wouldn’t have worked.

A couple hours later they lay in bed together, Danny absently tracing a few of the scars on Jason’s chest. Danny still had his shirt on and Jason hadn't argued, if Jason was keeping his mask on Danny could keep his shirt on. "So, it made you wonder if...?" Danny prompted and Jason winced, he sort of hoped Danny would forget.

"It made me wonder if you died too," Jason said softly and nearly jumped at the way Danny flinched and then gave a nearly full body shudder. He sat up and stared down at Jason with wide eyes.

"I did," Danny said softly and Jason froze.

"What?" He croaked softly.

"I did, I died when I was 14. I was electrocuted," he pulled up one sleeve of his shirt to show the branching scar.

"I was 15, got murdered," Jason said, feeling a familiar burning pain, he wondered if Danny felt it to.

Danny shuddered and lay down against Jason's chest again. "I thought you might be like me too, I felt it when we first met, but the way you act and... some other stuff, I sort of talked myself out of it." Danny said and Jason nodded.

They were quiet for a long time, but there was tension in Danny's back that said he wasn't done. "It wasn't actually traffickers that hurt me," Danny said softly. "It was the government. A branch called the Ghost Investigation Ward, a exception was carved out of the meta protection act for people like me, like us. The government wanted to find out how I came back, how powerful I was, everything. They did a lot of awful shit.

"I destroyed that base when I escaped but I know there could have been more so I ran. Changed my name with every new town and never stayed anywhere more then a few months, until I met you." He looked up at Jason with such utter trust and adoration Jason's breath caught in his throat.

"You made me feel safe, and wanted. I always wanted to help people and you gave me a way I could and still be safe, and keep you safe in case you were like me. I don't have much of a life, still hiding like this, but I have more of one then I thought I would and Red Hood, you know I'd do anything for you right?"

"You've proved that many times over," Jason murmured caressing Danny's jaw. "And it's Jason, my name is Jason."

"Jason," Danny murmured reverently.

"So, how does dismantling a government organization as a first proper date," Jason asked and Danny laughed. It wasn’t bitter, or dry, it was a true, loud, joyful laugh and it was the most beautiful thing Jason has ever heard.

Part 2

Masterpost

[animeficsworld]

The Caged Beast

Itadori Yuji x Reader / Sukuna Ryomen x Reader

There was a curse living inside your husband.

The strongest curse was only able to stay alive inside Itadori.

Rather than choosing death, Sukuna decided to stay in Yuji.

As the years passed, many things happened.

Yuji changed, grew into a man, met you and got married.

You were a kind soul.

Someone even Sukuna looked at with suspicion. 

Kind yet deadly, is the correct description.

You could be smiling, baking cookies in one second and in the next, you could be slaying curses left and right.

Sukuna had to admit, that Yuji chose well. He approved of you.

And now, after three years of marriage, you were pregnant. 

Your first child and Sukuna knew it would be a girl.

A little girl indeed.

A beautiful and healthy little girl. 

A true princess.

Yuji helped you every second of your pregnancy and even now with your baby.

He helped when he didn't have to go to fight.

Like now, Yuji was out with Megumi while you gave a bath to your daughter.

Yui, lovingly named after his father, was a rather calm baby. She liked to sleep and babble when she was awake. 

Yui adored her father and you. She wanted to be held at all times.

A true princess.

You soon dried her with a soft towel and got her into her fluffy pyjamas. 

Placing her on your chest you started to watch a show on TV.

The front door opened, but you were too immersed in the show to care.

"Food is on the table, I'm watching this, I hope the lady wins!" you said not looking away but you did notice your husband walk into the room. He moved over and got Yui from your chest, placing it on his as he sat down next to you on the couch.

His silence should have alarmed you.

It truly should have.

But it didn't.

Instead, you didn't even notice that Yuji didn't say a word until the show was long finished.

Then you felt it, the change, but it didn't scare you.

"Nice to see you from time to time. What prompted your visit?" you turned and looked at Ryomen.

His eyes locked with yours.

"I just wanted to see my Princess." he said as he ran his hand down Yui's back.

"She is Yuji's Princess." you said as you reached for your cup of tea and started to drink.

"I live inside this idiot. You made sure I would never leave. At least, let me have an hour with her."

You found it strange how Ryomen liked your daughter so much.

"You can have your hour. Just making sure you know she is not yours."

"She is My Princess. The only being on this world worth being in this idiot's body."

"Ouch. So it is not worth living for me? And here I thought we had a thing."

"I would have made you my bride. You are way too powerful for me to ignore." you nodded and began to look for something on the TV.

Yui slowly began to stir.

"She must be hungry," you said. "Her bottle is on the counter." you pointed behind yourself, not looking away from the TV.

"Are you joking?"

"It is part of your hour, go feed her." 

Sukuna mumbled something under his breath before leaving to get the bottle.

As he sat in her room, feeding and burping her, Sukuna wondered if he should tell you.

Since he became a part of Itadori's body, when you bonded their souls during a fight, technically this was as much as his body as it was Itadori's. So technically, the child sleeping in his arms was as much his as it was Itadori's.

Yuji asked you during a very intense fight to bond Sukuna to his body. Destroy the rest of his fingers and kill him.

But you couldn't do it.

You love Yuji too much to hurt him, instead, you bonded Sukuna to his soul, using Yuji as a cage to hold the beast.

You didn't know but by doing so, you got Sukuna's blood mixed with Yuji's. You didn't know or rather you chose to ignore the fact.

Sukuna was sure you didn't know but had suspicions.

You were a smart woman after all.

But you loved Yuji. Sukuna was just a plus one in the mix, one no one asked for or needed. But he was there.

Yui is Yuji's daughter. And you will never let anyone tell you otherwise.

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You looked up as he exited the room, it was Yuji this time.

You smiled at him as you rushed to hug him.

"Did you put her to sleep?"

"Yup. Weird, I can't remember coming home."

"You are too tired, let's go to bed." 

Yuji smiled and you both moved to the bedroom.

You quickly fell asleep when Ryomen decided that he still had 10 minutes of his hour.

He looked at you sleeping beside him, it was strange. He only ever cared about power.

He lived to see the fear in people.

And yet, you never feared him, he feared you.

Your fierce attitude, your power and that look... is that what they call a mother's look? You could make the entire room shut up with just one look of yours.

Fierce and powerful. Yuji didn't deserve you in his eyes, he did.

But he was okay with getting just an hour with you and Yui... for now.

[exhaslo]

Kinktober Day 23- Miguel x Reader (Sleepy Sex/69)

*Requested by Reader ;) *

"When was the last time he stepped out of that office?" You asked both Jessica and Ben.

"I'm going to round it up to 3 days," Jessica replied.

        A heavy sigh escaped your lips as you thanked the two. Miguel was going to kill himself if he kept this up. It was so frustrating how much you cared for this man. You smiled at the thought of Miguel embracing you. The man would never admit how much he loved you, but he acts did. You were just an average person with special rights to come and go into the Spider Society. Being Miguel's fiancé gave you those special rights.

        You hummed lowly as you entered Miguel's large office. Your eyes exploded the room, wondering where Miguel was working now. It was low, but you heard a buzzing noise. Making your way to one of the corners, there you saw him. Miguel was sitting at his work bench for one of his new suits. He was hunched over and the buzzing noise was from a drill he held. You made your way over, noticing that he had fallen asleep at his desk.

"At least he's sleeping," You muttered.

        All you did was go and visit your family for the weekend. Miguel said he was going to fine, but yet here he is. Three days of locking himself in his office because you weren't around. It was so cute how needy he was. You gently took the drill out of his hand. Turning it off, you chuckled lowly as you pecked Miguel's cheek. He flinched, waking up,

"Sorry," You chirped. Miguel's eyes soften as he pulled you onto his lap,

"Welcome back, baby."

"Miggy, you can't keep locking yourself in your office when I'm away. I worry about you. When was the last time you've eaten and slept?" You asked him, stroking his eyes.

"It's fine,"

"Don't be stubborn," You huffed.

        It took a minute, but you finally convinced Miguel to go home with you.

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        Miguel kept you in his embrace ever since you stepped into your shared apartment. It was a struggle, but you got him to shower alone so you can prep him something to eat. Miguel grunted and grumbled the whole time. He was so cute. Once you finally got him to shower and eat, all that was left was for him to get some proper sleep.

"Amor (love), why don't you join me?" His voice was low and raspy. The exhaustion was getting to him, "You must be tired from your trip."

"Miggy,"

        You gave in to his needs and followed him into bed. Miguel kept his arms wrapped around your waist. His head was buried in your neck. Each breathe he took, you could feel his chest rise. Perhaps he was actually going to fall asleep. It was a thought. You could already feel his erection poking your cunt. Your arms wrapped around his neck, poking the back of his neck. Miguel grunted again as he hips slowly started to move.

"Miguel, you need to sleep."

"Dormiré mejor contigo envuelto a mi alrededor. (I'll sleep better with you wrapped all around me.)" He muttered into your neck.

        Your cheeks started to burn as a you felt your knot start to form. Giving in to your needy fiancé, you started to take your pajama pants off. Miguel hummed tiredly in approval. A soft chuckle escaped your lips as you freed yourself from Miguel's embrace to take his pants off. The man was tired, but still had the energy for sex. At least you knew tonight was going to be soft. Miguel was a beast in bed.

        You held his cock in your hands, stroking him while your tongue swirled against his tip. His grunts and low moans were so easy to earn. Miguel sat up and grabbed your arm. He flipped you around, placing your pussy right in front of his face while you were still at his cock. Your face burned up. You hadn't tried this position yet.

"Ponte a trabajar. (Get working.)" He demanded.

        You whimpered lowly as Miguel's tongue started to swipe against your folds. You sucked against his cock, trembling at Miguel's lazy licks of your pussy. His tongue was lapping up your juices while toying with your clit. He held your hips down to his face, making sure you didn't squirm. You moaned against his cock, causing him to buckle his hips into your mouth. Tears formed from the corner of your eyes as he hit the back of your throat.

        Miguel groaned as he buckled his hips again. You whimpered as he lazily fucked your mouth. His thumb was rubbing your clit as his tongue ravished your pussy. The knot in your stomach getting tighter as you felt yourself about to burst. Miguel must have known since his tongue went faster. You moaned against his dick, reaching your orgasm.

        Miguel lapped up your juices while giving you a light slap on your ass. You flinched and whined. Miguel slowly sat up, fixing you against his lap. You moaned as you entered you and started to thrust. You wrapped your arms around his neck, moaning into his ear as he hit you slow, yet hard. Even tired this man knew how to wreck you.

"Yeah, this is going to give me a good night's rest," Miguel chuckled as you bounced on him. You whined as he laid you against the bed, hovering over you, "Me estás chupando mucho. ¿Extrañaste mi polla estos últimos días? Déjame recordarle a tu coño otra vez. (You're sucking me so much. Missed my cock these last few days? Lemme remind your pussy again.)

"M-Maybe I did," You whimpered, arching your back as he kept bullying his cock into you.

        You wanted him to go faster, but at the same time you were loving how hard and slow he was going. Each thrust was slow but he made sure to make an impact against your cervix. You moaned his name as you felt your orgasm come again. Miguel grunted, his pace getting a little faster. He rubbed your clit, wanting to hear your moans more. Once you orgasm, Miguel slapped himself against you. He groaned as he did one last thrust, filling you.

"Ahí vamos, eso es todo, cariño. Beberse todo. (There we go, that's it, baby. Drink up.)"

        Miguel groaned lowly as he pulled out and laid beside you. You muffled a whine, wanting to refresh, but Miguel was keeping you in place. You pouted, but forgave him once you heard him snore. Miguel was so needy sometimes, but you loved it.

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        Miguel woke up feeling sluggish. He looked over at the clock. He had slept quite a bit, but after a few days of no sleep, he still needed more. Resting his head against the back of your neck, Miguel inhaled deeply. He missed you these last few days and now that you were back in his arms, he did not want to let go. He licked your shoulder, enjoying the sleepy muffle you made. Shit. Miguel grunted lowly as his dick started to harden.

"Lemme give you a proper welcome home greeting." He whispered in your ear.

        Miguel groped your breasts from behind, enjoying your sleepy moans. His dick getting comfortable between your thighs as he started to move his hips. Your pussy was getting wetter as he rubbed against you more. Miguel sucked against your neck, his fangs gently grazing your skin. Miguel enjoyed your trembling body under him. Your moans were getting louder as he kept thrusting his dick between your folds. Unable to take much more, Miguel groaned as he slid himself inside you.

"Mhm...M-Mig..." You whined in your sleep.

"That's right, baby." Miguel groaned as he held your hips, thrusting you from behind, "Muy apretado. Todavía necesito darle forma a tu coño a mi polla un poco más. (So tight. Still need to shape your pussy to my dick some more.)" He whispered into your ear.

        Your body shook as you slowly felt yourself wake up. Overwhelming pleasure filling your body as you felt Miguel's cock slam into you. You buried your head into the pillow, whimpering from your approaching orgasm. Once Miguel noticed that you were awake, he changed positions, hovering over you now. His grip firmly on your waist as he pounded you relentlessly. You moaned, gripping the bedsheets under you as you cam against his dick.

"Morning, baby," Miguel said with a smirk, savoring the white ring forming around his dick, "You took such good care of me last night, just returning the favor."

"Mhm...M-Morn...ah..." You whined as Miguel kept his pace, "W-Wait..."

"Can't wait. Need you now." Miguel fasten his pace, groaning as he filled your womb, "Haven't had a taste of you in three days. I need to give you everything I've held back."

"Miggy," You whined.

        Miguel could only chuckle as he kept pounding you pussy. Three days was far too much. Miguel licked his lips as he went to suck you neck, giving you more of his marks. He loved how cute you were when you woke up to his dick inside you. Miguel was going to have to wake you up this way more often. You were becoming a moaning mess for him. You felt so good. Miguel loved this. He grunted as you tighten against him again, reaching another orgasm.

"Miguel~!"

"Hah, that's right, baby. I missed you too," He groaned, cumming inside you again. 

        Miguel panted softly as he pulled out and picked you up. You muffle a groan as you tiredly leaned against him. Miguel chuckled as he took you to the bathroom to wash up.

"Don't fall asleep yet, I still have a two days worth of energy for you."

[navybrat817]

" Scraping their teeth over your neck to have a shiver of arousal run down your spine. "

With Bucky. 🥺

This probably didn't go the way anyone wants, nonnie, and I'm sorry!

Give Me a Name

Pairing: Mob!Bucky Barnes x Agent!Female Reader Summary: Someone put their hands on you and Bucky can't let it go. Word Count: Over 1.1k Warnings: Tension, threat of violence (not against reader), very minor injury, pet names, possessive behavior, Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?). A/N: Because who doesn't want a mob boss obsessed with them? ❤️ Edit by the talented @nixakimbo. Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Today was a not-so-friendly reminder that mistakes in your job weren’t so easy to fix. You had been in pursuit of a target for weeks and finally managed to catch him. The rookie agent, however, didn’t secure the cuffs and the bastard managed to get a hard hit in when he broke free. The dizziness from the blow was enough to let him get away.

The rookie went after him, but you knew he wouldn’t catch him. You’d have to start all over with tracking him and you didn’t even get a chance to go home to lick your wounds. Not when Bucky’s men showed up and put you in a car.

You should’ve known they were close by.

“I can walk!” You argued minutes later when they brought you to the Barnes mansion. The mob boss had a few homes, but this one had been in the family for years. He had invited you here before, but never took you by force.

Until today.

The men carefully arranged you on a leather sofa in the den before one of them went to get their boss. He hadn’t left the room before the door flew open, the very man he went to find standing there with a look thunderous enough to kill. He snatched something out of one of his soldier’s hands before he went to you, no one daring to speak a word.

You held your breath as you glanced at Bucky. He had the sleeves of his black shirt rolled up as he assessed you, the veins in his arms popped out as he clenched his fists. He was built like a soldier with his massive frame, his life story told in the tattoos and scars that adorned his covered skin. The notorious crime lord more than earned his reputation and he promised he’d tell you his story himself one day.

Today wouldn’t be that day.

He brushed some of his long hair from his eyes before crouching down beside you. He didn’t take his eyes off you as he dabbed at your cheek with the cloth. He stopped when you winced, but you gave him a small smile to let him know he could continue. You didn’t expect tenderness from such a rough man, but you were different to him, weren’t you? You had been since the two of you crossed paths some time ago. Why?

What made you so special?

“Who did this to you?” He asked in a low voice. You could hear that he tried to keep the raging storm inside of him, but his icy eyes showed you everything. The growing fury was bound to come out. Who would he destroy in his path to sate the beast?

“Bucky. I’m fine,” you croaked as you tried to sit up more, but he stopped you from moving. “The guy got lucky and it isn’t anything I haven’t faced before. Just let me get back to work,” you said.

You noticed most of the men nearby avoided eye contact when you looked around. They had every reason to be afraid. James Buchanan Barnes was downright terrifying when crossed.

And crossing you was a worse offense in his eyes.

“Give me a name,” Bucky demanded, though he didn't raise his voice. “Tell me his fucking name so I can take care of it.”

“I can’t,” you whispered. If you did, he’d kill him. No, he’d torture him first. Likely for days on end before he begged for death. And you needed him alive.

That was your job.

Yet, you could never find it in yourself to bring Bucky in.

“Don’t make me shoot you.”

You froze at the cold tone before you realized Bucky didn’t direct that statement at you. One of his men standing feet away turned his head to the side because he got caught staring. You should’ve known better. Whatever cat and mouse game you and the mob boss were playing, it was for him to catch you in his trap, but never hurt you.

Not when he wanted to keep you.

“I’m sorry, boss,” the man promised, his tone wavering when Bucky reached for one of his pistols. “I-”

“‘Cause I’ll do it in a heartbeat and never look back if you glance at her again,” he promised. He was a man of his word. “Leave us. All of you. Now.”

“Bucky, it’s okay,” you assured him as they filed out. The men were dangerous, but you weren’t about to let him shoot the poor guy for looking your way.

“It isn't okay. Someone put their hands on you,” he nearly growled, the soft touch to your cheek a stark contrast to his voice. “You think I can let that go? I can’t. I won’t.”

You brought a hand up to tuck a few strands of his hair behind his ear. His eyes shut for a moment and grabbed your wrist before you could pull away. He dragged your fingers through the short beard along his jaw, like he was starved of your touch and needed more. You didn’t want to admit how much you wanted him.

Not when you belonged in different worlds.

“You don’t have to ‘avenge’ me, Bucky, because I’m not yours,” you said carefully. Were you telling him for his sake or yours? “Let it go. Please.”

The storm continued to rage in his eyes when he opened them and you wondered who would win the battle of the wills. You held your breath again when he moved close, the scent of his woodsy cologne making your head spin. Instead of brushing his lips against yours, he brought his mouth to your neck. Scraping his teeth over your pulse, you couldn’t stop the shiver of arousal that moved down your spine.

“You are mine, Kisa,” he whispered, giving your neck another nip as you tried not to whimper. “And I’m going to find out who did this whether you tell me or not. And I’m going to kill him.”

Your heart shouldn’t have raced faster at his declaration. “If I tell you, will you let me go home?”

“You are home,” he replied, pulling away and looking into your eyes so you could see how serious he was. “And I’d feel a lot better if you got some rest in my bedroom.”

You shuddered because you both knew you wouldn’t get a wink of rest if he took you to bed. And if you slept with him, there would be no turning back. “You can’t keep me prisoner here, Winter.”

The cold and ruthless man who only wanted you.

“You’re not my prisoner, Kisa,” he said, pressing his lips softly to your pained cheek. “But I’m never letting you go.”

He’d prove that to you.

I don't know about you lovelies, but I kind of love them. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

Masterlist ⚓ Bucky Barnes Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi

[lavandulawrites]

The dynamics of the yandere Aventurine x Darling x yandere Sugilite relationship always haunted my mind. I know the guy hasn't been officially released yet. But I could see they couldn't stand next to each other. So imagine them splitting Darling while one is on a field mission and Darling is with the other. When Aventurine was in Penacony, Sugilite was happy to have Darling by his side during that time. Well we can understand why Sugilite in Aventurine's trial chose 'death'

Jewelled Collar

Yandere Sugilite x reader, yandere Aventurine x reader

Their dynamics are truly fascinating. I can’t wait to see more of Sugilite. He seems like such an interesting character. I am very happy with how this turned out<3 I might do a part two

Synopsis: One of your captors has an important mission to attend to, which leaves you alone with the other one…

Masterlist

Warnings: written before Sugilite’s release and in game appearance, slightly eerie Sugilite, reader is afraid of Sugilite, obsession, possessiveness, controlling behaviour, implied manipulation, imprisonment, power imbalance, brief mention of murder

Word count: 1332

The sound of footsteps against polished mahogany floors was echoed through the hallways of the grand mansion. Each steps matched your growing heartbeat into a rhythmic symphony. You sunk yourself further into the pillows on the sofa as you forced your eyes down and to the book in your hand. Your eyes racked over the sentences without registering anything that was written on the page. Your ears was strained as they concentrated on the sound of footsteps.

A hum joined in on the rhythm. It was a classic, a song you had heard countless times from the speaker in his office. Even though the song was a love song and seemingly innocent, he had a certain edge to his voice. It sounded like a warning and it made the air on your arms rise in alert.

The noise stopped and you knew he was standing in the doorway. The tapping of a foot made you slowly avert your gaze from the book. With dread you looked up at the white haired man. He was dressed in an expensive brown suit with purple details with matching earrings that dangled hypnotically. Purple eyes met yours as they crinkled in amusement.

“Are you hungry, my dear?” he asked with a tilt of his head. His lips pulled back in a grin. He resembled a greedy wolf.

Knowing this was not a fight you could ever hope to win, you nodded. Your lips however remained sealed in a symbol of rebellion.

He chuckled at your response. “Good. I have had the chefs prepare a grand feast for the two of us” he held out his arm for you to take.

You slowly, but surly rose from your seat. Your hand wrapped around his bicep, which earned you a satisfied hum from Sugilite.

The walk to the dining hall was long and it felt like an eternity as the endless hallways seemed to stretch on forever. The many paintings that adorned the purple walls turned into a blur. As time seemed to flow into something beyond infinite, the familiar doors to the dining hall appeared in front of you like a threatening omen. Their jaws opened as the butler positioned to the side, opened the doors. His back stif as he bowed. Sugilite sent him a smile that sent cold sweat down the hairline of the butler.

You stilled in your tracks as you stared into the abyss that was the dimly lit hall. An invisible force tightened around your neck in a harsh vice and you forced your breath through your nose. With your nostrils flared and your eyelids peeled like a scared rabbit, you ventured into the awaiting jaws of the beast.

The heavenly smell of lamb and duck filled your nose. You caught yourself inhaling slightly. As you came closer to the grand table suited for royalty, your nose picked up in the rusty smell of blood. Your eyes wandered across the table and they landed on a platter of bloody lamb. Sugilite’s favourite.

The tall man lead you to your seat by the head of the table. Beside his seat that consisted of a throne like chair, your position underneath him was clear as day. The butler pulled out each of your chairs and you took a seat. You let your eyes yet again wander over the table and you were once again astonished by the amounts of food Sugilite had his chefs prepare for every meal. It was the ultimate show of fortune.

The butler poured you both a glass of red wine. The crimson liquid swirled around in the glass with an almost ominous glow. You swallowed thickly when you saw the label on the wine bottle. The bottle was one of the rarest wines in the entirety of the universe. It was so expensive that you couldn’t even fantom the price. It was a wine that Sugilite only drank when he had something to celebrate. He had drunk it when he and Aventurine had both came to an agreement and whisked you away, when he had had his right hand man behead your former friend in front of you, when he had killed one of the most notorious enemies of The IPC and now.

You turned your head towards the white haired man with a horrified frown plastered upon your features.

He smiled at you with his oh so charming smile “We have something to celebrate, you see my dear”. He turned towards his butler “We need some music, don’t you think?” it wasn’t a question, but a command no one with their right mind would dear to deny. The butler bowed deeply before he rushed towards the speaks that was worth more than a human heart. The cozy tune of big band music filled the dining room in a soft melody.

Sugilite turned to you with glittering eyes. His beauty stole your breath away and your heart stirred shyly.

“Aventurine is gone on a mission to the planet of festivities, also known as Penacony. Which means” he leaned in closer “I have you all for myself”. He grinned.

The hairs in your neck rose as you stared back at him with widened eyes. You did not like the glint in his hypnotic purple eyes. “I see” was all you said.

A deep chuckle escaped his lips. “Cheers. Might the future be fruitful” he clinked his glass against yours and took a sip. You followed his lead and repeated his action. The wine was rich and pleasant.

Weeks had passed since you had last seen the blond Stoneheart. He was rarely apart from you for a long time and a little part of you had started to worry. Sugilite had parted from you that morning with a hug grin plastered across his lips. He had kissed you goodbye rather passionately and eagerly before he left. You had overheard from some of his butlers that The Stonehearts were apparently having a meeting where they would decide the future for one of the members. How they had gotten their hands on such information, you did not know, but you knew for sure that they would pay for it with their life. As for the member of whom The Stonehearts would decide their fate, was Aventurine without a doubt.

Sugilite had one afternoon been awfully cheerful and he had told you that a certain idiot had broken something very valuable and that he would have to pay for it. Their hatred for each others was no secret and you were surprised they hadn’t torn of each other’s heads yet.

Hours passed and Sugilite finally returned, but this time he wasn’t alone. The grand doors to the estate opened and in stepped the tall purple clad man and behind him was Aventurine. Aventurine’s unreadable expression quickly change into one filled with love and relief when his beautiful multicoloured eyes met yours.

With a few long strides he crossed the hall and wrapped his arms around your form like a starved boa. He burrowed his face into the crock of your neck and inhaled deeply, with a soft sigh following.

“Aeons how I have missed you, my darling” he whispered against your neck. His voice trembling with emotions.

Sugilite stopped behind Aventurine and gazed at the you two with a raised brow. “Your luck sure is something” he scoffed.

Aventurine glared back at the man. “We agreed to share [Name], didn’t we?” he sneered possessively.

Sugilite nodded in return. “That we did” he flashed you a bone chilling grin.

Aventurine’s eyes snapped back at you and your eyes flickered down to his lips where an equally chilling grin was present. “I am glad there is at least something we can agree on.”

You gulped as you watched your road to freedom crumble underneath your feet. You started at them both while the abyss of helplessness swallowed you whole. It devoured you until there was nothing left except childish hope and unfulfilled dreams were left.

[crunchystarz]

Hey so I was wondering if for your twst Self-aware au For Leona, Malleus or Idia (it dossnt matter) reader had a neighbor that they're really close with (they have keys, often drop by, bring food, ect) and they kinda have a thing for reader how would they react?

Hope you have a good day!

"Neighborly nuisance"

Yan!Leona Kingscholar x GN! reader

Cw- possessive behavior, jealousy, Leona's just a lil ass but when isn't he

A/N: this is super short but took longer to get out bc of school so gah sorry

Your neighbor was one of the first friends you made when you moved into your apartment. They were really kind and you two instantly hit it off. After a few years they honestly felt like family to you.

Whenever you cooked and had too many leftovers they'd get them. They even had a spare key and because they knew your schedule so well they dropped by whenever they knew you were free.

You were oblivious to the romantic feelings that started to grow just thinking it was them being their usual friendly self. Who didn't like this friendly behavior was the house warden you had taken in.

Leona woke up to you no longer in bed. This wasn't unusual behavior since you'd often wake up way before him. The beast man got out of bed and felt something off. A new smell. He didn't like it.

He found the source of the smell, it was all over you and some person he didn't recognize. Leona huffed walking over to you and resting his face into the crook of your neck.

"Morning " You spoke. He didn't properly reply just a mumble as he held onto you possessively. Your neighbor looked at you then him then back at you once more.

"[Name], whose this?" They asked, genuine curiosity lacing their voice. Leona didn't like the way they said your name. All lovey-dovey and sweet. He slightly growled.

"oh this is Leona, the guy I told you about" You replied with an awkward smile. Leona found himself smirking slightly, a small sense of pride washed over him when you mentioned talking about him.

"ooh I see"

"and Leona this is my favorite neighbor!" You introduced, Leona just huffed. He didn't like this guy but he'd live with it.

---

Until he couldn't anymore. Your neighbor was always around. It was so annoying. So desperate for your attention, it was honestly pathetic. They were head over heels for you and you were absolutely oblivious about it.

Leona lazily lounged on the couch recently waking up from a nap. You weren't home yet. Usually you'd already be home by now. His ear twitched when the sound of keys jingling at the door. He went to go greet you at the door.

Except it wasn't you and it was in fact your pesky neighbor. Leona's face turned. It was clear he was annoyed by just their presence.

"oh is [name] not my home?" They asked, holding something in their hands. The beast man wanted to just roll his eyes at their voice.

"No why?" He spoke, venom lacing his words. Your neighbor just awkwardly smiled as the hybrid practically towered over them.

"well I -"

"oh you're here what a nice surprise!" The two's attention found you. You were holding a few bags in your hands.

"[Name]!" your neighbor spoke a genuine smile spreading across their face at your presence. The brunette glared at him before his attention went back onto you.

"let me help" Leona spoke pushing past your neighbor causing them to stumble a bit. You gladly let him take the bags from you. You all made your way into the apartment fully.

Leona placed the bags on your kitchen counter. He basically let out a low growl when he watched your neighbor take your coat for you. Seriously they were such a suck up? Wouldn't matter anyway you were his so no matter how much they tried it wouldn't work.

He worked so hard to get here with you. Not that human who did nothing but be annoying.

Leona grimaced as you and your neighbor chatted away. He couldn't stand it. They were always over, seriously they don't know their place.

"You come over a lot don't you" The beast man spat. Moving behind you.

"I do stop by a few times, yeah" Your neighbor spoke with a shy smile as they turned their attention towards you.

The brunette scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Way more than a few times, don't ya have a life"

You were quick to lightly shove the house warden. "Leona! That's rude" you scolded the man. You could sense how uncomfortable your neighbor seemed.

"Maybe I should go, I have to feed my dog anyway I'll uh catch you later [Name]..." They said awkwardly shifting.

"you go do that" Leona muttered, still loud enough for you both to hear. You gave them an apologetic expression already making a mental note to bring them left overs as an apology.

Once the door shut you turned to Leona with a stern face.

"What is your problem!" You stated, crossing your arms.

"My problem is that they just keep sniffing around the place, around you" He defended, tail twitching.

"Leona they're my friend you can't just be-"

"Friend?" the beast man interrupted, he huffed before continuing "You sure they’re not looking for something more?”

You rolled your eyes. “They’re just a neighbor, Leona. You’re reading too much into it.”

“Am I?” Leona walked closer. He stopped just close enough to not be in your face. “You spend enough time with them; people might start thinking you’re interested.”

“And if I am?” you teased, with a devilish smirk.

His tail flicked sharply. “You’re not.” The low growl in his voice left no room for argument, though he masked it with a smirk of his own. “Because you already have me.” He said a bit softer this time.

You rolled your eyes as he moved closer and lazily rested his head into the crook of your neck

MASTERLIST

[flowerbunnyboo]

SHOOTING SPARKS AND A WHOLE LOT OF OTHER THINGS | back

starring: san x male reader

summary: Mn and San got married through an arranged marriage. They caught feelings for each other but they needed a spark to confess.

nsfw, minors dni, don’t report

San came to his house after receiving a risky message from his partner only to see red petals on the floor and the living room filled with scented candles. He knew Mn was upto something when he saw the curtains being drawn before.

San unconsciously smiled and made his way to his husband’s room. The two had an arrange marriage but they were friends before their marriage. The feelings were there but some spark was needed.

Mn and San had been married for a month now. Mn was a virgin but he had enough knowledge to have sex. He knew he was a horny beast.

On the other side, San was calm. Sex was always secondary to him in relationships and he used to make sure that his bottoms received all the love while having sex.

“Babe what's all this ?”, San said as he looked at a beautiful man wearing a robe and lace panties lying down on the bed. Mn smirked a bit seeing the erection starting to grow in San’s pant.

“San, baby, please have sex with me. I want you so badly”, Mn said hugging his husband. Those words were enough for San to become turned on.

“Are you sure love ? I don't want to do something uncomfortable”, San said cupping Mn’s face. It was their first time and especially Mn’s first time. He wanted it to be magical. The younger was happy that his husband was concerned. Mn smiled and took his husband’s hand and held it between his hands.

“Yes Sannie… but please don't be rough”, Mn said looking down shyly. “Of course what my prince wants is what he gets”, San said before lifting Mn up and kissing him passionately. He wanted to make Mn feel the love that he had for him.

Slowly and steadily the two undressed each other. Mn was in shock seeing his husband’s body. Toned abs and the body of a Greek God.

Mn just eyed San’s body like it was an artifact on display. “Like what you see baby ?”, San asked seeing his boyfriend stare at him. Mn locked his lips. “Like it ? I love it !”

San just chuckled and and brought Mn closer by the waist. Mn leaned in to kiss his husband. San smilingly sealed their lips. The two kissed as their tongues danced to the rhythm of their love. San's hands slowly made their way towards Mn’s butt. Caressing it and giving it a little jiggle causing Mn to laugh.

San bridal way lifted his husband and brought him on the bed. Mn felt a little shy. “Baby don't be shy. You are beautiful and pretty”, San whispered kissing each and every part of Mn.

“Okay baby I'm going to loosen you up. If it hurts just scream ‘yellow’, okay ?”, San said cutely. Mn couldn't help but chuckle “Okay~AHH~mmphh”. San inserted a finger slowly yet the pain was prevalent in the nether region of Mn.

“Shush baby. Do you want me to stop. I don't want to see you in pain”, San said wiping Mn’s tears. He immediately took out his finger. Mn deeply breathed, “N-no continue~”. He gave San a look of consent. San nodded and inserted another finger and scissored his husband’s hole.

Soon there were four fingers in and Mn was a mess. Not only was he being fucked by four fingers thrusting in and out but San was sucking on every sweet spot on his body and playing with his nipples, “Aah~da-addy m~ore”

San kissed Mn lovingly, he wanted to make sure that the two of them were making love and not just fucking. “Okay baby I'm going to stick it in and don't forget the safe word”, San said grabbing lube from the bedside table. Even though how badly he wanted to wreck Mn, San didn't want to hurt him.

The dominant lined himself up and slowly and steadily pushed in. “Damn baby so tight-”, San said as he felt the tight walls clenching around his dick.

Mn arched his back as he felt full, “D~addy more p~lease unghhh m~ove”. San started thrusting at in inhumane pace hitting every right spot. San was big so his dick hit Mn’s prostate with every thrust.

“~AH-H SHIT~D-ADDY MOR-E”, Mn said wanting more. He was in paradise right now. With every thrust, the younger was living in ecstasy. If this is how having sex feels like then he wouldn't mind having sex everyday.

“I~I’m gon~na cum-unghhh”, Mn said before shooting white strings of cum decorating his and San’s chest. “Damn baby I just started and you came”, San said smirking. ~Y-ou mak~e me fe~el g-ood f-fuckkk”

San swiftly changed positions and made Mn all up on his knees. He quickly inserted his hard cock right into Mn’s tight pink hole. Mn moaned real hard feeling San's dick hit his prostate.

“Fuck~ babe-e”. San played with Mn’s nipples pleasuring him even more. San didn't stop though. His animalistic yet pleasuring pounding was bringing Mn ecstacy. “Does it feel good baby ?”, San asked as he kissed Mn. Mn couldn’t even form words. Taking his silence as a yes, San started to pound faster. Mn could feel his orgasm coming.

“Ah~ fuck da~addy cum-unghhh”. San could feel his release coming closer too. “Let's cum together baby”. And with that, Mn shot strings of white cum, spraying out everywhere. It was almost like a white pond. Two thrusts later, San too released his load inside Mn. He then pulled out letting his work of white river flow down his husband’s hole.

San laid besides Mn taking him in his arms and muttering apologies for hurting Mn. Mn chuckled seeing his husband apologize. “Baby it's okay. It doesn't even hurt, my big baby”. San smiled hearing the answer.

As Mn cuddled more into San, he couldn’t help but blurt out his feelings. “San.. I love you”. San was shocked but shy at the same time. His eyes turned red and he quickly pulled Mn in for a kiss. “Baby, I wouldn’t have made love to you if I wasn’t in love with you”. Hearing San's answer made Mn chuckle.

The two hugged and cuddled for some time. “Come on let’s get you cleaned up”. San cleaned up Mn and gave him everything he wanted. This showed Mn that sex for San is really secondary. He was gentle during sex and gentle afterwards too. He felt really lucky. San ruffled his husband’s hair. "Let's sleep now”. And with a kiss the two slept.

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[concreteangel92]

“Have You Ever Tried This One?”

Noah Sebastian x female popstar reader

18+

Got this idea from @lunabuna991’s post and couldn’t get it out of my head haha this idea is so cute and I just had to do something for it but of course I added in a little bit of spice haha

Warnings: smut, PiV, praise kink, talks of edging

Permanent Noah Taglist: @flowery-mess @iloveyoutodeathbutimdrowning @collisionofyourkissmakesitsohard @lacy1986 @fadingangelwisp @theanarchymuse95 @w0manof-flesh44 @dream-machine-love @thisbicc @amelia-acero @badomenslullaby @fadingintothegrey @tosoundlessdarkistare @ichoosetenderomens @hurricanesfollowyou @concretejunglefm

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Masterlist

The large crowd in the stadium was screaming and chanting your name as the lights came up on the first night of your sold out world tour.

You were one of the hottest A-listers of the moment with your latest album still number 1 in the charts and you were living your ultimate dream. All of the hard work has lead you to this, you had the most incredible fan base, you were selling out arenas all over the world and your music was adored by everyone.

You felt the butterflies in your stomach as you waited for your queue to take the stage, microphone already in hand.

You felt more nervous tonight, not just because it was the opening night, but because your boyfriend was watching in the VIP area of the crowd tonight.

You and Noah had been dating for 8 months now, he was your perfect man, loving, kind, funny and an absolute beast in the bedroom, he matched your energy in every way.

Hence why a lot of your songs had very provocative lyrics in them.

A particular fan favourite was your song called ‘Juno’ and you knew you wanted to give the fans a show on this tour by mimicking sexual positions after the line “Have you ever tried this one?” and then changing it in every country.

Tonight you knew you were going to do one particular move, it was going to be the same position that your boyfriend had you in the night before

Flashback

Noah’s inked fingers dug into your thighs in a bruising grip as he held your crossed legs up against his chest as he pounded into you mercilessly.

“Shit…you feel so fucking tight!”

You couldn’t respond, the only sounds that would come out were your choked cries as you squeezed your eyes shut and your head fell back onto the pillow and your hands gripped the sheets beneath you.

You could feel every inch of Noah, like he wanted to make sure you remembered all of him while you went on tour for the next few months.

Noah’s hips continued to slam into you, the sounds echoing around the room.

“You were made for me angel…so fucking perfect”

You knew you wouldn’t be lasting long, Noah had edged you by having his face in between your legs for an hour before he showed some mercy on you and gave you what you wanted, said that he’d been enjoying himself too much and needed to make sure he’d had his fill before you were separated.

“Noah…oh my…”

You felt your thighs shaking under his hands, your back arching and your body convulsing on the mattress as you screamed the house down, not caring if anything was heard.

You barely had time to come down from your high before Noah suddenly pulled out and hooked his arms around your thighs and went to dive back down again.

“I just need a little taste baby, I bet you taste fucking delicious after cumming all over my cock like that, got to make sure we make the most of tonight”

••••

You skipped out into the stage and the crowd went wild, you smiled and waved before you started your set.

You sang and danced along side your back up dancers, loving every second but what made you smile more was when you finally caught sight of Noah.

He was in the VIP section with Nicholas and Matt, he was smiling and singing along to every word you sang and they wolf whistled and cheered for you after every song.

Finally Juno had come on, you had such a cheeky smile as you got to the line “wanna try out some freaky positions?”

You ran to the front of the stage, made sure you looked directly at Noah before you lied down in your back and lifted your legs up and crossed them over each other.

“Have you ever tried this one?”

Noah’s face was priceless as the crowd roared, he smiled and his hand came up to his face as if to hide the blush on his cheeks as he shook his head, Matt and Nick instantly laughing and giving him the elbow with raised eyebrows as they laughed.

You winked in his direction, smiled and carried on with the song.

•••••

Later that evening, the concert was over and Noah had joined you at your hotel, instantly lifting you up into a huge hug and telling you how incredible you were.

You settled down in bed together knowing it was the last night for a while as you were jetting off in the morning early.

Your social media had been flooding with the fans telling you how good you were and what an amazing night they had.

Your favourite video of the night however was a video a fan had taken of Noah during ‘Juno’ and his reaction.

Just as you went into the position, Noah’s face instantly showed he remembered the night before and he was all smiley and almost blushing. It was the comment underneath it that made your night.

“Noah watching y/n’s set and you just know that he was twirling his hair and kicking his feet when she done this! Clearly something he’s seen recently 😏”

[corpseidol]

Hear me out, a vampire like reader x sbg cast. Like they don’t drink human blood but they do drink phantom blood (do they even have blood?) Maybe reader had actually been in the cycle longer, giving them more experience with the phantoms? Like in the day time just your average goth but when it strikes twelve? Those phantoms better pray. I think it would be funny if they were the youngest, like Aiden but with more maturity? 🩸-anon

NIGHTFALL

author’s note : I LOVE THIS (you can be 🩸 anon!!)

concept : vampire!reader with sbg group

genre : hcs + one drabble, vampire au (only reader)

content : gn!reader

first meeting the group

⠀ › ⠀being honest, the group thought you were some newly found demon that lurked the phantom realm.

⠀ › ⠀they were freaked out when they saw you just recklessly eating off the flesh of each phantom and slicing all of them into pieces.

⠀ › ⠀at first you seemed like a maniac but the more they saw the more that ashlyn felt like you were doing it like you knew what you were getting into.

⠀ › ⠀as they were watching you assassinate each phantom and clear the area for them, aiden felt most fascinated and was about to jump in as soon as you killed them all until you started sucking on the phantoms flesh

⠀ › ⠀the group was looking at you with pure disgust (while aiden still had that smile on his face)

⠀ › ⠀logan stared at you, aiming his shotgun at you and as soon as the bullet almost hit, you flinched. then you were gone. gone?

“i’m offended.” you hissed, crossing your arms. your clothes were drenched in blood. as logan was about to shoot you again, you kicked his gun to the side and wiped the blood dripping on your chin with the back of your hand before licking it.

the others didn’t know if they should run but tyler confidently held his weapon at you “are you gonna be a problem?” he grit his teeth as he watched your smile fade “are you?” you asked, your hand curling into a fist.

first impressions

⠀ › ⠀the group concluded that they wouldn’t hurt you (unless you do something wrong)

⠀ › ⠀aiden was mostly fascinated by your skill and asked a lot of questions

⠀ › ⠀tyler was wary of you and would get protective when you go anywhere near taylor. he thinks you’re a psycho.

⠀ › ⠀taylor was a little wary but she did wanna warm up to you, she had questions to ask too

⠀ › ⠀logan seemed to be timid around you, his guard was always up. he had mixed feelings about you.

⠀ › ⠀ashlyn felt slightly troubled abt an addition to the group, but she really pondered when you said you’re way more experienced than them. she had many questions to ask. and those questions weren’t all about your abilities. (some, not all!)

⠀ › ⠀ben was quiet around you, he didn’t stand out very much.

drinking phantom blood

⠀ › ⠀it would freak them out when they all meet up in one area and you seem to be missing

⠀ › ⠀and then after a few seconds, you come back with blood all over your shirt with a dumb smile. they look at you with a weird face and you just stare at them like “wazzup ma dudes?”

⠀ › ⠀sometimes it’s like they have to keep you on a leash because of how reckless you can be

⠀ › ⠀they would get scared and start running from you when fresh phantom blood gets all over them and your pupils just grow bigger as the scent flows to your nose

general hcs

⠀ › ⠀i like to think that you get way more energy when you drink the blood of phantoms so when you do, you’re like an unleashed beast.

⠀ › ⠀compared to the others, you’re not scared to go in a phantom-filled area. you just make sure you’re prepared.

⠀ › ⠀in the real world, you deal with terrible body pains because of the adrenaline

⠀ › ⠀aiden is very playful and challenging towards you

⠀ › ⠀you and aiden are literally a power-duo

⠀ › ⠀when you and tyler still haven’t warmed up to each other, he would hate it when a phantom would be behind him and when he hears a loud squash; he would turn around and see a phantom’s body on the floor with their head being held by your sharp teeth with a shit-eating grin

⠀ › ⠀ben heals your bruises because you get hurt as much as aiden does