#ik i used this gif already but let me have this moment (this moment being the one gif of my shirts i can easily find xD)

[mitamicah]

Now ko-fi is up too 😄

This will be where I will make the scribbler out available for purchase btw 🤗

I didnt have time to set it all up so you have to wait until after poland to find the shirts however 😅🤭

[finsplurtz]

can’t dom — katsuki.bakugou

— subtop ! male.reader x dombot ! Katsuki Bakugo

— contents : dom!bottom bakugo to sub , riding , challenge lol! overstim , crying , biting , -150 aura

warnings : none that ik of…

✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮

last time you fucked bakugou he tried taking control. you guys were mid fuck when he pounced on you and tried riding you but you quickly regained that control by fucking him into next week.

he wasn’t upset at the moment but afterwards, definitely. he refused to speak to you or even acknowledge you.. but he couldn’t go very far with the silent treatment as he started to crave you again.

“yn why don’t you let me dom.” he asked when you guys were alone.

“well….because you probably suck at it and you won’t make me cum, I have my own pace” you smiled and kissed his cheek while he shoved you away.

“HOW DO YOU KNOW I SUCK AT IT I COULD BE REALLY GOOD.” he yelled at you, you sighed.

“fineee if you really wanna try to, go ahead but I guarantee you won’t be able to make me cum”

“you’ll fucking see you bastard..” he grit his teeth and stormed out of the room.

well this should be erm fun

“I’ll make you eat your words bitch..” said the blonde while he pressed your tip against his hole. you were lying down on your bed with your hands behind your head watching your cute boyfriend try to use you as his fuck toy.

as expected, he was going painfully slow. taking his time. not on purpose… you’re just really big and getting you inside him without your help takes mad time.

“nngh…” he moaned at the stretch, he wasn’t even half way down and you started to contemplate wether or not you should just knock him out and fuck him restlessly, enough that he forgives you for not letting him dominate.

once he FINALLY got you all the way in he was already out of breath and flustered, his hands rested on your abdomen and he looked at your…..unsatisfied face…..

his breath hitched and he grit his teeth.

“I-i can make you…cum..! I won’t stop till you’re..crying from me m-milking you..” he smirked as best as he could, you just smiled at his cuteness, you were fighting the urge to fuck him up right then and there….

He slowly lifted himself up and lowered himself down, his own body already twitching. He’d glance at you to see some sort of reaction but you were just watching it happen, with a nonchalant expression.

His bit the inside of his cheeks and picked up the pace, hitting his own prostate harder and faster drawing nasty whiny moans out of him.

he peeked at you and felt his dick throb at the sight of you panting with furrowed eyebrows. He started getting restless, bouncing on your cock. the sound of skin slapping skin and moans filled the room along with the sweet smell of sex.

“haa…auhn..~ s..sto..” the blonde whined feeling your hands gently caress his milky thighs, he harshly grabbed your hands and placed them above your head as to…….pin you

your boyfriend being shorter than you, he was basically laying on you and gave up on trying to hold your hands back. He continued to fuck himself on your dick, his moans sounded clearer since he was closer to you, he was making this way harder.

“uugh-! Imma c…c..uaahhn~!” He jolted up, his cum spilling on both yours and his stomach. you quietly sighed and pet his head as he was trying to catch his breath.

he was confused but then realized…..you still hadn’t come yet….? he sat up and looked you in the face with an angry expression.

“I…I’m not.. done…” his shaky hands helped him lift himself up and SLAM himself down on your twitching dick, you let out a very small grunt of pleasure and he grinned.

he continued to do that, just slam himself on your length while squeezing around you, it hadn’t even been 40 minutes and this was already taking a lot of out him, you weren’t even close to coming…

he continued to do that for at least 2..and a half hours

by now your dick hurt from it being rubbed on too much, but other than that you were totally fine. Your boyfriend on the other end….. his thighs would twitch out of nowhere, his shaky arms couldn’t even help him lift himself up. Tears stained his frustrated face, a bit of drool slipping out. he’d made a sticky mess downstairs, his cum covered his dick and your stomach, he didn’t have the energy to get it up anymore.

“ugh…w-why won’t you…c-c…cum..” he slowly began to grind on you to maybe get you to cum. The only reason you haven’t taken over was cause well, he asked you not to and he was DETERMINED.

“katsuki, are you done?” you brought your hand up to his cheek, caressing it with your thumb. His eyes widened…….you weren’t…close at all..

more tears welled up in his eyes and his lip trembled, you almost felt bad…

you sat up and he squeaked feeling you accidentally hit his sweet spot. “you did well, dear..” you kissed his lips. He was too tired to fight you off, his eyes were starting to flutter shut

“k- katsuki don’t pass out on me…….” you gently tapped his face to keep him awake. He had riled you up, there’s no way you can go to sleep now… but he’d come so many times:(

“fine just…let me..” he gasped as you lifted his ass up and slowly slid him back down, this was like the pace he was going at. you can’t come to this… you began to fuck into him quicker and rougher, his chest rose and fell rapidly as louder moans filled the bedroom.

“UGH FU- STOP S..SLOW D-DOWN—! HURTS..!” he bit your shoulder hardd, you hissed and pushed his back on the bed continuing to fuck him while watching him freak out and lose himself in the pleasure.

“NNH..C..CUM..” his nails digging into your thighs as he twitched and came with a scream. you kept going even after he came, you were close just need a bit more….

“aghh…~! so..so d..deep mhhn”he didn’t struggle anymore, no complaints he just took it. you could hear a bit of a smile behind his moans, you looked at him and he was in pure bliss.

this pushed you over the edge and you let out a pathetic whimper into his ear as you filled him up with your hot liquids.

hair stuck to his forehead and he bit his bottom lip moaning girlishly.

He was trembling crazy, he laughed a little before telling you to fuck him deeper in which you sighed tiredly and pulled out of him. He whined a “noooo” in return, the tiredness coming back to him.

you moved him closer to you and ran your fingers thru his hair to put him to sleep faster. he let out a small “hate you” before knocking out for the next couple hours.

next morning he woke up and started a tantrum

“you lost”

“NO FUCKFACE YOURE JUST HARD TO PLEASE”

“you had 3 hours of riding me and you couldn’t get anything out of me….” You argued and he yelled at you for hours

he tired himself out once again and fell back asleep in the comforts of your arms.

a/n; he’s cute yall sthu

[hxney-lemcn]

Care for Yourself my Love — Overblots x gn! reader

summery: taking care of yourself wasn't your best skill, thankfully you have someone to help you build it up.

tw: unhealthy eating habits! If you're sensitive to this please don't read this fic! I'm not glorifying or romanticizing this, I just wish I had someone to help keep me on track (you'll notice I make the reader actively try to better themselves). mentions of depression/depressive traits (leona, idia).

a/n: I wanted to write something, ik people have done this already but here's my two cents because I've delt/deal with this too

wc: 1.7k (~250 per character)

Master List

❥ Riddle Rosehearts

You don’t try to be so forgetful, it’s just you're either always running late or you find yourself procrastinating to the point you don’t have time. Unfortunately, your carelessness has gotten to the best of you and you found yourself nearly passing out while preparing for the upcoming unbirthday party. Even more unlucky, you swayed dizzily in front of Riddle, nearly toppling over and knocking over paint buckets. At first he felt his temper flare, that paint wasn’t cheap and now they’ll have to get more. Not only that, but now your shoes, socks, and pants were covered in red paint. But then he noticed the concerned look on Trey’s face and how you held onto him for support while holding your head, eyes closed tight. That was when the worry set in, were you alright? Why had you been so clumsy in the first place? You apologized to the two, casually bringing up how you can’t remember eating anything yet and that was most likely the cause. After that, Riddle tried keeping track for you, scolding you anytime you mumbled about forgetting to eat. How could you forget something so important! You couldn't learn properly if you didn’t take care of yourself. Not to mention the heart attack he nearly gets every time he recalls that moment of you nearly fainting in the rose garden. He doesn’t want that to happen again, so he’ll continue to help you out until you learn to take care of yourself better.

❥ Leona Kingscholar

Honestly…I think he’s in the same boat. People call him lazy, selfish, and rude, and his only escape from all his problems is his dreams. Where people love him, where he’s important, where he’s cherished. So this can go one of two ways. 1) You both feed into each other's bad habits and become worse. Or 2) you notice his bad habits, and in trying to correct them (Ruggie helps tremendously with this…he also gets free food so he doesn’t mind) you find yourself improving on your own. Leona lets you take however much money you want, little does he know, most of that money is being used on him as well. You end up buying matching water bottles on a whim and you find yourself actually drinking a healthy amount of water now. This also goes for Leona, as every time you get food, you bring some for him, every time you go to get water, you bring some for him. In fact, he actually uses the water bottle you bought him, but it's only cus it reminds him of you…not that you’ll ever know. Slowly over time, you both improve each other, and you find yourselves feeling more healthy than ever before. Especially when Leona decides to have you join him for his spell drive training, making you participate in it as well. Not because he hates you, but he sees what you’ve done for him, and wants to help you in his own way in return…he just makes it seem and feel like a punishment. 

❥ Azul Ashengrotto

Azul is a sharp one that never lets a detail go. He noticed your bad habits from the start. It only bit him back when he started to genuinely care for you. He felt his mind want to tear itself apart when you came by the lounge after school, immediately being placed in his VIP room, and him hearing your stomach growl. When he asked if you wanted food you denied, stating you didn’t have the funds. That made him want to rip Crowley apart. Instead of letting that anger show, he only smiled, making up some bullshit about how its on the house today. Azul made sure that the Leech twins kept an eye on you, and if your self-destructive habits got too out of hand they would step in. At first you were apprehensive when Jade would randomly appear, asking if you’ve eaten or drank anything recently. Azul nearly broke down in tears when one time you shrugged nonchalantly, asking if it mattered. It was then that you realized that your habits not only affected you, but the people you cared about as well. So you promised him you’d try to better yourself. If you forgot breakfast you at least had a granola bar on hand. If you forgot water, Floyd would throw a water bottle at you. It was a slow process, but after a while you started taking better care of yourself, and all Azul could do was breathe a sigh of relief. He was not going to let someone he cared about become their own greatest downfall. 

❥ Jamil Viper

At first, he’s annoyed. Out of spite he won’t help you, his gray eyes watching to see you stumble with slight gratification. Those feelings soon crumbled the closer you two got, and that gratification slipped into apprehension. Jamil was going to lose all his hair at this rate. So when you forgot to buy food, or used all your money for other necessities Jamil started packing you a lunch alongside his own and Kalim��s. He quickly grew annoyed at how pleased he felt when he watched you scarff down his food, exclaiming how great it was. You forgot how warm the Scarabia dorm was and were currently sweating to death beneath all your layers? Don’t worry, Kalim had bought you tons of outfits already (no matter how much Jamil tried to stop him), he’ll take you to a spare room for you to change. You start feeling woozy, there’s a seat nearby and he’s already got water and a snack. Even though he’s still a bit annoyed he had to do all this in the first place…you had managed to wiggle your way into a soft spot in his heart. So for you, he doesn’t mind taking care of you. Not as long as you promise to try and learn to take care of yourself as well, because he’s not sure how much more his heart can take seeing you accidentally hurt yourself in one way or another. Plus, he won’t always be there to stabilize you…not unless you choose to stay by his side. 

❥ Vil Schoenheit

This mf knew right away. He could tell with the way you cared so greatly for others, that you had no room to care for yourself. Vil makes a whole schedule for you, when you should eat, drink water, and exercise to be your best self. You are now an honorary pomefiore student with the way he treats you. Even with the added slack of not living on the dorm grounds…you’re still not safe. Vil gets spider senses with you slacking on self care and sends Rook to check in on you. He makes you set alarms, gets you a fashionable yet hefty water bottle for you to carry around. Honestly…he works the best when it comes to self care. He doesn’t even have to text you anymore, you’ll be slouching and he’ll pop in your mind and you fix your posture. Talk about living in your mind rent free. He’s also the harshest, his whole thing is being your best self and he’ll be damned to see you hurt yourself because you weren’t thinking clearly due to not eating enough. It all comes from a place of care though, he’s just not the best at expressing that. Just know that every time he scolds you it’s because he cares about you. If it gets too much though just tell him, he’ll pamper you a bit with a self care spa day sometime soon. At the end of the day, he wants to see you thrive, not survive. 

❥ Idia Shroud

…worst person. Sorry. He’s worse than Leona. At least Leona is a part of a sport and still has to slightly take care of himself because of that. Idia has no motivation whatsoever. He is in his room nearly 24/7 with barely any contact outside. Never drinks water, barely eats (it's mostly snacks at that), and does he even sleep? Ortho is the one who does constant check-ins and brings him food and water. Although Ortho keeps constant health checks, he can’t help but be sad everytime he sees his brother push food to the side and forget about it. So if you’re looking for someone to help you with your habits I’m sorry but Idia will feed into your bad ones. If anything, it's Ortho helping you out. One time, you and Ortho had a little cooking hang out, and you brought a portion to Idia, and he ate it right away. It was then that Ortho found out a way to make you and his brother eat more. So expect more invites to cook with Ortho. In fact, he even got Idia to join! How fun! Even though the outcomes were more or less mid, you all had fun while making it. It got to the point that you and Ortho would keep challenging yourselves and would have Idia be your taste tester. Besides, how could he say no to you when you stared at him so expectantly? Just don’t ask why he never rates your food under a 7 out of 10. 

❥ Malleus Draconia

Fae’s and humans were similar and different. One big difference was how much one needed to consume in order to sustain themself. You’d think a dragon fae would need to eat a lot in order to sustain such a powerful body, but they actually eat less. So if anything, Malleus didn’t see anything abnormal about how little you ate or drank. So when you immediately fell back in your seat after attempting to stand up, Malleus had rushed to your side, unsure what was wrong. You smiled in a carefree manner while trying to wave away his worry, explaining how you probably should’ve eaten more. It was then that he realized he had been negligent about your health and went to Lilia for answers. He visibly paled when Lilia told him humans needed to eat at least three times a day and drink tons of water. Now you have a dragon fretting over you 24/7. He knew humans were fragile, but every day he finds out they’re more fragile than he originally thought which caused him to fuss over you. You needed to eat more, child of man, he doesn’t want you leaving him earlier than expected. Humans die if they don’t drink water for three days? He now carries a water bottle for you everywhere you go. You’ll never have to worry about forgetting to eat again…in fact, you’re probably pleading with Malleus to give you a break, you’ll die if you overeat too…which causes him to spiral again…

[90ekz]

JJK MENS’ FAVORITE SEX THINGS x1

- feat… satoru, toji, todo, higuruma.

- cont… nsfw, very poor dirty talk (someone teach me how to write ts PLEASE), black!fem!reader, typical dom/sub dynamics, sassy men, established relationships, ts nastyyyyy.

- an… ik this is a kinda random bunch, but i wanted to include some underrated men in here !! pt 2 will be up soon with the favs, don’t worry ;)

GOJO SATORU & FINGERING

this man right here… menace to society.

something about massaging your swollen clit with his thumb while he abuses your g-spot with his three fingers of choice is his favorite thing in the world !!!

using his hands during sex in general is a go-to, he knows exactly what it does to you too mmhm.

something about the way you seem to fall apart so much quicker when he uses his hands, watching so intently as he uses his other to press down on your stomach cs it overstims you :(( hes mean i fear

“mm, yeah? that’s that spot right there baby?”

and GOD FORBID you start complaining about how it’s too much, his lil dumbass is smirking and massaging even deeper while tears start to flow down your warm cheeks. asshole vibes 🙄

“awww you cryin’? such a big girl, i know you can give me one more..”

AOI TODO & TIT-FUCKING

to clarify, he didn’t even know you could do this LMFAO

he’d been eyeing your plush chest all night, the top of your dark areolas peaking above your lounging tank. you being you, you were very aware of this fact, and you indulged him. hugging him from behind, “dropping something down your shirt” and asking him to check for it, all the cliches. that man was blushing bhaddd.

eventually he got so needy and asked you to fuck him like a loser :((

so imagine his surprise when you wet his cock with saliva and begin to massage it between your tits, all the while asking him to tell you how it feels. you pushed your boobs together to tighten around him, not at all missing how his breath stuttered in his chest. that man was starstruck and had to hold back his nut fr :/

“ouuu shit—make that dick cum mama…”

now everytime you wear those low cut shirts around your apartment, hes pulling himself out half mast and slapping it on your plush skin, silently demanding.

TOJI FUSHIGURO & BACKSHOTS

do not get me starteddddd.

he adores watching you come back and grind against his dick, meeting him in the middle. the jiggle of your ass is enough to make him drool with a maniacal smile set on his face.

he’s constantly spilling a mix of praise and degradation, how you’re “such a good slut,” and such. he’ll even let you suck on his fingers if he’s gracious.

he’ll yank up any hairstyle you have at the moment and pound into you even deeper. one hand in your hair, another pressing your arch down to his satisfaction. sometimes if he’s feeling sadistic, he’ll won’t move at all and just admire your rhythm against his cock.

“that’s it, there’s my girl… work for that nut.”

as much as you love toji, your hairstylist does not admire him as much as you do. her personal beef has gone on for the entire 2 year length of your relationship that he’s been fuckin’ up lace glue, pulling out braids, unraveling locs, and frizzing up twists, and she has to be the one to fix ‘em… poor girl :/

HIRUMI HIGURUMA & FACE-SITTING

#1 munch award goes to:

you were being very wary about this, considering it isn’t exactly the safest thing to put all of your weight on top of someone’s face and neck but… he hates breathing apparently ??

you feel his rare smile against your sopping wet hole, and his nose bumping against your clit as you grind rhythmically. his nails print crescents into your thighs and he keeps you in place, and he thinks he could die happy right here.

your slick is dripping down his chin, and his dick is so, so stiff. it’s uncanny how committed he is to this, almost like it’s a job—a duty—to please you.

it’s only when you pull away to let him breathe (a notion that he already established that he didn’t need to do) is his smile replaced with a slight scowl, and he’s mumbling into your thighs for you to keep going.

“get back up here, ‘m not done.”

like ok you suicidal freak ??

[chuellas]

Distraction | He thinks he’s funny but this one particular time, you’d have to disagree.

⤷ Ft. Nakahara Chuuya

Warnings | Fem!reader, Chuuya thinks he’s funny, term “Doll” used, Dazai slander, WC: 840

A/N | Listen, IK I’m a week late for Halloween but i had to post this it was too cute to not share <3

You stare at Chuuya with pursed lips and an unamused expression while you hold the costume he picked out for you. It’s his year to pick your matching costumes and you’re regretting ever giving him that power. A white jumpsuit that’s made out of surprisingly high quality material is being fisted and held up accusingly at your boyfriend who’s already dressed up and ready to go…as a vampire.

“Is this some kind of sick joke? Because if it is, I don’t find it funny.” You look back at the offending outfit and your eye twitches. 

Chuuya lets out a chuckle, clearly amused by your reaction — almost like he expected it. He’s quick to take a few quick steps towards you, now standing in front of you he reaches out and his hands take purchase on your waist, then he pulls you into him. You look away indignantly by swiveling your head to the side, expression still unamused. You usually enjoy his humor but this costume is a reminder of the time you were forced to spend apart thanks to his boss and the very person you are being asked to dress up as.

In other words, you don’t find this funny.

Chuuya shakes his head, still amused, and grabs hold of your chin to turn your head to look at him. His strength is far greater than yours, so you have no choice but to look at him and instantly melt at the wide smile that’s stretching across his face. “C’mon, Doll, you gotta admit that it’s just a little funny, right? Plus, I remember last year how you complained about how uncomfortable your costume was, so I thought this would be a nice change.”

And how in the hell are you supposed to argue with that? A creative and comfortable costume that he so thoughtfully came up with. You have a hard time with keeping up your hardened expression, instead letting your features soften then shift into a pout. 

You let out a defeated sigh and deflate. “That’s not fair…Still think you spent way too much time with that stupid reanimated mummy.”

Chuuya barks out a laugh and his smile grows as he looks at you with pride swimming in his eyes. “You talking ’bout that damn Dazai?”

You nod your head and let out a noise of complaint when Chuuya leans in and litters your face with kisses. “Think I’m rubbing off on ya, maybe you spend way too much time with me.”

You scoff and push away from Chuuya but he doesn’t let you budge, just as stubborn to keep you in his arms as you are to get out of them -- maybe even more. You give it a few more attempts and he just grins at you, still amused by your attitude. You let out a groan and glare at him.

“How am I supposed to get into this ugly thing if you don’t let me go? Don’t you have candy bags to make for the younger Port Mafia members that manage to find us this year? Go away and do that so I can get ready.” You make a show of waving the stupid costume around to really push your point.

The ginger chuckles and finally releases you from his hold. His bicolored eyes shine with excitement as he looks around the vacation rental. “How many do you think will find us this year?”

You think on it for a moment. Each year Chuuya would reserve a vacation rental in a busy neighborhood to pass out candy since his penthouse didn’t exactly allow for visitors. He loves Halloween, something you found slightly surprising when you spent your first one together. Dressing up and spending the night watching Halloween movies and passing out candy. It was fun, something you never would have thought of doing.

He once told you that he never really got to enjoy the holiday as a kid so he tries to make up for it by making other childrens’ night special. Yes, he is that house that passes full sized candies. He’s even made a game out of it for the younger Port Mafia members. They get special goodie bags if they can find him. If they can't, they have to earn the goodie bags the next day. Each year, less and less of them have to spend the next day training. 

“I think most if not all of them will find us, I have a good feeling about tonight.” 

The ginger barely lets you finish your sentence before reaching out again and wrapping his arm around your waist to bring you into a kiss. He’s smiling into it, lips curved up and a breathy chuckle escapes them. It’s contagious, you can’t help the way your own lips stretch upward, a giddy feeling bubbling up in your stomach. The idea of finally getting some time with Chuuya makes you push yourself forward just a little more to deepen the kiss, completely forgetting about the atrocious outfit you’re going to have to wear. 

[citruswriter]

Got room for two more?

Chapter Four - Cool Colors

A Bale AU Fic

Listen with me! ↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

Warnings: Tcest (you have been warned!), Character x OC, polyamory, long fic, lots of fluff, slight spice but nothing explicitly NSFW, Leo being a slick bastard, even more tooth rotting fluff.

A/N: Thanks to the few ppl that have decided to support this fic. Ik it's not what most look for in fanfiction but I rlly do appreciate it. I rlly enjoy writing this fic.

Chiyo awoke with a yawn, eyes cracking open and limbs stretching. The kitsune arose, stepping out of her makeshift nest to get ready. She hummed to herself as she grabbed fresh clothes for the day and a towel before making her way to the family sentō.

She scrolled on her phone, looking for the perfect music to play for her bath. Stepping into the room, she picked a simple lofi playlist to listen to. Booting up her bluetooth speaker, she chose the playlist and set the items down, the room soon filling with soft notes and a beautiful melody.

Making her way to the water, Chiyo set her hand ablaze before sticking it into the water in an attempt to heat the water up even more despite it already being steaming. What Chiyo didn't notice, was a certain slider slipping into the room, taking off everything before diving into the water. It was a bit hotter than what he was used to but a few seconds later and he was adjusted to it.

He watched through the steam as the black furred kitsune undid her robe, letting it fall and expose her naked body. His eyes widened slightly but he tried not to think much of it. This was probably normal for her right? No need for him to make it weird.

Chiyo made her way to the steps before slowly sliding into the water. She moaned in relaxation as the hot water lapped at her bare flesh before dipping her hair down to soak it completely. Leo decided to test his luck some, swimming up in front of the woman and popping up into view.

"Yes Leo?" The woman asked, fingers reaching for some lotion. Leo watched her as she opened the bottle, squirting a little bit onto her hands before rubbing her pals together and spreading it on her face. Leo swam closer. "What's that?" He asked, looking at the lotion. Chiyo smiled softly as she spread the substance over her skin. "Just lotion". She replied and Leo picked up the bottle. "It's eucalyptus and lavender scented". Chiyo added and Leo looked up at her.

"Want some?" She asked and Leo nodded excitedly. He expected her to put some in his hand when she took the bottle back but instead she poured more into her own hands, rubbing them together once more before beckoning him closer. Leo hesitated for a moment before swimming closer, the two of them practically being chest to chest. "You can touch me, you know. I promise I don't bite". Chiyo purred out, a small smirk playing at the corner of her lips as she began to spread the lotion on Leo's face.

Leo reached forward, cautiously wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer so their stomachs touched. "No but I do". Leo said in a joking tone as he rested his chin on the top of Chiyo's breasts, relaxing into the cool feeling of the lotion being spread on his face while the hot water of the sentō hugged his body. Chiyo raised a brow at him, momentarily pausing her actions, before starting them again.

Before long, Leo had relaxed his way into Chiyo's embrace, nuzzling into her chest and churring away. Chiyo couldn't find the heart to move him so she allowed him to cling onto her and rest as she continued to trace the features of his face. "And what do we have here?" Another voice cut through the atmosphere. Chiyo looked up to see Donnie with his arms crossed.

"He wanted lotion on his face and I guess he was really enjoying himself because now I'm stuck". Chiyo explained. Leo whined, no longer feeling her fingertips on his face. The woman rolled her eyes, lifting her hands to trace his features once more. "Oh you big baby". She giggled out before looking up at Donnie. "I hope this doesn't cross any boundaries". She said softly and Donnie shrugged his shoulders.

"Would you like to join in? The waters still warm and I'm sure Leo wouldn't complain about having the company of his twin". She added on. Donnie raised a brow and looked down at the woman. "You're being... uncharacteristically soft". He said, tone almost accusatory, causing the kitsune to narrow her eyes at him. "Donatello just get in the damn bath". She hissed, annoyed with the soft shell turtle already as she flicked her tail in an attempt to get water on him.

Donnie yelped and jumped back. "Do not get water on my tech!" He snapped and Chiyo instantly brought a finger to her lips in a shushing moment before motioning to the turtle still glued to her chest. Leo seemed to very much be asleep, either that or completely blissed out from the affection he was receiving. Donnie grumbled as he felt jealously seep into his veins.

"What's the matter, Donnie? Jealous?" Chiyo teased and Donnie felt his face flush. "He's my brother. Why would I be jealous?" He retorted and Chiyo shrugged. "I don't know. But I have noticed that the two of you are," she paused to tilt her head and give a sort of look, "close. That's for sure". She grinned mischievously before returning her attention to the resting Leo still glued to her body.

Donnie slipped into the hot water after a few minutes, enjoying the feeling the heat brought him before swimming over in the direction of his floating brother. "Wow he is out". Donnie muttered and Chiyo chuckled softly. "Yeah I've been stuck like this for a bit". She giggled out. Donnie turned to look at her, vaguely registering that she was completely naked under the steamy waters.

"Hi..." She breathed out, smiling softly. "Hey". He said back gently. "How have you been?" She asked and Donnie couldn't help but chuckle. "Are we really about to make small talk in the bathhouse?" He asked and Chiyo giggled. "You make it sound like we're about to kiss or something". She said casually. Donnie smiled nervously. Why was he so jittery around her all of a sudden?

All softness was cut short by a shrill shriek being ripped out of Chiyo's throat. Leo had woken up and was apparently cranky that he had stopped getting attention because he sank his teeth into the top of Chiyo's left breast. Jerking back, she stumbled back into Donnie, who caught her in his arms.

"Leonardo!" She exclaimed, not registering that her back was in full contact with Donnie's plastron. But Donnie noticed. He noticed the warmth from her body, noticed the way the water rolled down her neck and shoulders, noticed how she currently smelled like lotion and Leo. "Told you I bite". The turtle said simply with a shrug. Chiyo grumbled, rubbing her chest as she glared at Leo.

"You could have just asked me to continue". She grumbled. Leo smirked, swimming closer to her. If she hasn't been plastered to Donnie before hand, she certainly was now. "Why should I have to ask? You should just know". He taunted, pressing his chest against the kitsunes once more. "Oh hey Donnie". Leo said, leaning in closer to his twin, causing Donnie to flush and jerk back. "Leo..." His tone was low, warning. Not here. Was what it said.

Leo sighed and pushed back, laughing when he saw Chiyo's face once more. "Oh shit! Someone's all red". He snickered, causing Chiyo to shake her head and glare. "You essentially just put me in a hot turtle sandwich! Yes I'm red!" She squeaked out in an exasperated manner, moving forward to give Donnie room to move how he wish, an apologetic smile flashed his way before she swam off once more.

Leo shot his brother a mischievous look. "Oh you think we're hot, huh?" Leo asked and the woman shot him a glare. "That is not what I meant and you know it!" She protested. Donnie had seemed to pick up on Leo's wish for mischief and he decided to indulge him. "There was little context to give what you meant actually". Donnie piped in and Chiyo immediately growled, sending a 'i fucking hate you' look.

The twins rounded on the woman, teaming up in a mission to reduce her to pile of jumbled nerves. Leo got close, rubbing the bite on her chest with his knuckle. "Look at that. Marks already turning red. Maybe my brother should add a matching one". He cooed, smirking down at the woman. Donnie came up beside his brother, hand lifting out of the water to trace patterns on the top of the other breast. "Brother you know I'm not typically one to mark. I prefer claiming my stake in other ways". He said, hand snaking up to the woman's throat.

Chiyo's pupils dilated and her breath hitched as she felt Donnie's grip on her throat tighten. "Like with collars". He purred out, somewhat enjoying the view of the flustered kitsune in front of him. Donnie hummed as he felt Leo's arms wrap around his waist, a kiss being pressed against his shell. "I'm very aware". He purred out. "And what exactly is going on here?"

Everybody snapped to see April, her arms crossed and expression stern. "April!" Chiyo called out, somewhat flailing in the water before finding her footing and making her way over to the other woman. "Help me, holy shit. I swear they're on a mission to embarrass me to death!" Chiyo whines out, ears pinned back in faux distress.

April looked up to glare at her boys. Donnie pointed at Leo and Leo just smirked and shrugged. A whole conversation seeming to be have had without any words at all. Leo pouted at April, silently asking her to join in on the fun. April just sighed, crouching down to Chiyo's level. "I'm so sorry about them". April said finally. Chiyo seemed to relax at April's soothing words.

April took this chance to slip her hand under the kitsunes jaw, tilting it up and gently lifting Chiyo out of the water slightly. "But in their defense, you are quite easily flustered". She said, smirking down at the poor woman as she swiped her thumb over her bottom lip.

Chiyo stared up at her old college friend in shock before smirking. Oh so she wanted to play? Chiyo gripped the other woman's wrist, turning her head to kiss April's palm, looking up at her through her wet lashes. "I'd like to take this time to remind you how much stronger I am than you". She purred out.

"Aaaaaand fun times over". April squeaked out, laughing nervously and backing up. "I am not getting this new shirt soaking wet". Leo huffed in irritation while Chiyo laughed, turning around to flip both of the men off. Leo looked the woman over and briefly raised his brows at her. "Nice tits". Was all he said, causing Chiyo to sink back down into the water until it reached her neck.

"Fucking asshole". She muttered, huffing and looking away as tears pricked the corners of her eyes. Donnie sighed softly, nudging at Leo and jerking his head her direction. Leo glared but a gentle tug to his tail and a firm look from Donnie and Leo softened, groaning lowly before making his way to Chiyo.

Chiyo had taken to sitting on one of the underwater ledges that acted as a chair. "Hey". Leo said softly as he stood in front of Chiyo. Chiyo softly glared up at him, eyes still watery. "Did I upset you?" He asked gently. Chiyo pressed her lips into a line before shrugging. "More so just overstimulate". She admitted, sighing softly. "And the comment about my breasts didn't help much". She added.

"I guess that was a bit crude, huh?" He said softly. "But uh, yeah. Overstimulated. Donnie gets overstimulated sometimes." He said, trying to think of ways to help. Chiyo hummed softly. "You know when Donnie gets overstimulated, he likes to stay in dark cramped places. Oh! What if... what if I helped you build a pillow fort in your room? Would that help?" He asked hopefully and the woman couldn't help but smile softly.

"I think that's a really good idea." Donnie piped up, sliding up next to the kitsune. "I'll even let you borrow my weighted blanket". Donnie offered and Chiyo perked up a little. "I think that would be acceptable. But... only if the two of you join me for pizza". She said, tail wagging slightly as she smiled softly.

Leo and Donnie looked at each other, blinked, and then smiled. "Deal!"

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"Hey, have either of you seen Leo and Donnie?" April asked, approaching Stellara and Raph who had both been in the middle of washing dishes. "No I haven't seen them for a while actually." Raph said as be handed another wet dish to Stellara.

"Now that you mention it, I haven't seen Chi in hours either". Stellara added, drying the dish and putting it away. "Think we would check their rooms?" April hummed. "What's going on?" A new voice came and the others turned to see Mikey.

"Hey Mikey. Have you seen the twins lately? Or Chiyo?". Stellara asked and Mikey looked up in thought before smiling. "Yeah! They're all hanging out in Leo's room!" He said. The others shared glances before collectively making their way to Leo's room. They all peered in. "Is that a damn fort?" April asked in jealousy.

Within the confines of Leo's room, a blanket fort had been built. And in the middle of it, safely cozied up, were three people. Chiyo, with all nine of her tails out, laying on her back with her hair haloed around her head. Leo and Donnie were on top of the numerous tails as if they were pillows, both of them curled up in her sides. Leo being on the left with his head nuzzled into her neck and an arm thrown over her waist meanwhile Donnie was on the right side, his fingers gripping Leo's as he kept his head more so on the woman's shoulder as the three of the slept. A mostly empty pizza box sat above their heads, most likely the culprit of their sleepiness.

"This is the cutest thing I've ever seen, Mikey get a camera". Stellara softly hissed, gently tapping at Mikey with soft urgency. They all giggled as Mikey took several photos.

Schemes were contemplated but everybody instantly held their breath when the three figures started to stir. There was some soft complaining and a little whining, followed by some hushing and a noise that sounded like Leo's voice being muffled under a pillow. When the others peered into the fort once more, all that was seen was the three even more tightly entangled than before.

More photos were taken with the intent of teasing and silly schemes.

I utterly adore this chapter and there's nothing you can do to make me hate it.

Taglist: @cherrytreatsart

[lsuyia]

𝑭𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒐𝒚

Miles morales x blk!fem!reader

You and your best friend miles, have been friends for a long ass time.. Basically his mom knows your mom very well and they always ship you too together.. You got tired of his constant teasing and flirting when he was always with different girl almost everyday.. It was time to end this charade once and for all.

warnings- miles being an ass and use of the n word

based off this song

IK it seems like miles is kinda a asshole in this one BUT IT ADDS TO THE PLOT A LIL BARE WITH ME GUYS.. PROLLY GON MAKE THIS A LIL MINI SERIES LMAOO

You loved miles and miles loved you! platonically… This amount of teasing this lanky boy made you go through was annoying.. but you secretly liked it. I mean not that you could ever let him know that? Right?

It was finally saturday, of all the days of the week Saturday was your favorite.. It was that one day were the birds were singinging like in a disney movie. more like cars honking out side. You lay in bed for longer just to reminisce in the sleepiness before your phone started to ring and the words ‘hood rat’ popped up requesting a Facetime. Miles requesting for a facetime at damn near 9 am? oh hell no

Since you were an actual good person you decided to answer “Hey mami?” he said his voice slightly deepened from his sleep. goddamn he sounded so fine.. never mind that... “What you want miles,” You said in an annoyed tone with your voice slightly deepened. “Nun, Just chillin'.. I was thinking about you so I called..” Miles called because he was thinking about you?!? YOU?!? of all his little rachet girlfriends you?? There is no way.. “yeah yeah... Why you ain't just call one of ya lil lace-front girlfriends?” You said still lying in bed with your feet kicking above you... Slightly biting your lip. He smacks his teeth “Mami.. you know it's not like that..” He said slightly saddened. You liked Miles as your best friend..but you didn't want him to see anyone else.

Sometimes you hated how everywhere you went with him he was just overly friendly with every girl he went around. Every time you saw him it would make your heart feel heavy. So you just had to think about the moments you would have with him, trying to make them concur with your feelings. “yeah yeah I gotta go I'm going to work today” Before he could say a word you hung up on him

Sometimes you felt like Miles would be flirting with you just to play with your feelings but you decided to just try and make it last what you felt for him.

After laying in your bed with like 12-13 texts from miles away, you decided to d to leave him on read. Just to see what would happen..

After looking at his text and text and not responding to him you decided to get ready for work. You had a little job at the window of the fast food place round the corner that you just worked at just to make ends meet. You finally got there in your black pants and oversized shirt with the company logo on it as you were in the window just chilling on your phone until you heard a “MAMI!”

damn. you already knew who the fuck it was.. it was Miles's ass in his beat-up ass car and smoggy ass smile. “what you want Miles” You said annoyed and with an obvious attitude. “lemme get yo number real quick.” “stop playing at my window, Miles. You already got my number” Every other day Miles would play this stupid little game with you asking for your number when he knew he already had it.

Sometimes you wondered about him.. “I'm joking mami lemme get a vanilla ice cream with a side of you.”

You rolled your eyes at him before yelling in the back “VANILLA ICE CREAM” and handing it over to him. “uh im missing sum mami?” you looked at him with disgust. “I told yo ass to stop playing at my window miles” he rolled his eyes before throwing 5 dollars in your face that barely landed in the window and driving off leaving a trail of dust behind him.

Damn you were tired of him.. Sometimes you wondered why you even liked him. Suddenly the boss called you into his office wondering why that same boy would always be at the window when you were working.. Of course, you had to explain the whole situation “Yeah you’re fired,you can't be bringing all that around here..” Your boss said calmly.

Damn this nigga got you fired on your first day back at your job?

The only words that pounded into your brain, right at the back of your skull were ���Fuck you, Spider-boy”

[abbatoirablaze]

Good Luck, Captain Penisi

Word Count:  877

Warnings: mentions of injury to character (unintentional), angst, meet cute goes wrong.

“Auggie, come on, we don’t need an-“

“Yes you guys do,” she laughed, brushing off the fact that Lucy was trying to urge her not to bring the groceries in, “an extra set of hands never hurt.”

“You already bought them for us!” Granny pointed out, “the least you could do is let us unload them!”

“You guys didn’t have the time to go shopping,” she reminded them as Ike gave her a sweet smile and kissed her on the cheek, “Ike-“

“Thanks for getting me jerky, August!”

“Oh, and thanks for getting me that candied apple scented lotion I wanted!” Andy grinned as he pulled a bottle of lotion from a bag.

She gave him an awkward frown, “yeah…still kind of weird that you wanted me to get you the same lotion I wear.”

“It smells like candy!” Ike grinned, “come on August!  Come up and say hi to the chief and cap while you’re here!”

“I-I don’t know guys,” she sighed, “I-I don’t think captain Penisi likes me very much.  I’m a civilian and I spend way too much time here!”

“What?” Lucy scoffed as she led the way to the breakroom where Eddie and Terry were sitting in their chairs, arguing over some show, “Uncle Eddie loves you!  And anyways, you’re practically family.”

“AUGUST!”

She jumped, surprised at seeing the two high-ranking officers in the fire department, “Chief McConky.  Captain Penisi…”

“Did you buy us groceries again?” Terry asked as he gestured to the bags that Granny, Andy, and Ike were all unpacking.

“I might have told her we needed a few things!”

“August, you barely get time off from the hospital,” Terry chuckled, clapping the younger woman on the back, “Lucy shouldn’t have asked you to do that.  Vickie told me that the attendings have been especially brutal on her!”

“Hell month,” she smiled, trying to push it off as though it was nothing, “really.  I don’t mind it, chief.  I just like knowing that I can help out.”

“You know, Auggie’s dad and brother are firefighters out on the East Coast,” Lucy reminded her dad and uncle, “she likes being around the firehouse.”

“Well we like having her here!” Chief McConky smiled, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, “you’re like another daughter to me…you know, if one of my daughters followed Vickie’s steps in healthcare instead of mine.”

“Thanks chief!” she laughed.

“Hey, you should sit down and relax a bit!” chief offered, “we were going to unwind while Eddie here made some grub!”

“Oh-I-I wouldn’t want to impose!”

“Nonsense.  Please pose in on our activities!” Eddie said awkwardly.  Terry raised a brow at his brother in law, but said nothing before shrugging it off and sitting back down in his chair.  August nodded and stood while the rest of the station took their chairs. 

“Come on, pull up a chair!” Granny smiled.

“Oh she can sit with me!” Ike volunteered, trying to squeeze himself to one side of his seat, “I’ve been working out so my hips are more narrow, and it makes my upper body look even more swole!  Don’t worry though, it just looks bigger!”

“Ike don’t be weird!” Terry called out to him.  Then he turned his attention back to August, tapping the edge of Eddie’s chair, “come on.  Sit here!”

“Oh-I-I wouldn’t want to-“

“Come on, sit down!” Eddie said quickly, stepping behind her.  He went to gently guide her, but he ended up stepping on the back of her heel. 

Eddie’s eyes went wide.

It all happened as though it was in slow motion, but he couldn’t do anything to stop it.  His shoe caught her heel.  She stumbled.  But instead of helping to balance her, catching her from falling, his hand reached out at just the wrong moment and he ended up pushing her forward at the small of her back. 

She went face first into the arm of the chair. 

A sickening crunch. 

And she was on the ground. 

“OH MY GOD, UNCLE EDDIE!” Lucy gasped as things moved back to regular speed in Captain Penisi’s eyes, “WHAT DID YOU DO!”

“Good job Eddie!”

“Don’t worry, Auggie, I’ll grab the med kit!” Granny said quickly, running off in the direction of the first aid kit.

“Shit!” the petite brunette cursed as she gripped her nose, which already had started bleeding.  She hissed when she touched it, the break obvious. 

“HERE!  USE MY SHIRT TO STOP THE BLEEDING!” Ike yelled, ripping off his shirt. 

Eddie stood there, gaping like a fish, “I didn’t-I didn’t mean-“

“Don’t just stand there Eddie!” Terry growled, rushing to the woman on the floor, “you okay, Auggie?”

A few tears slid down August’s cheeks, and Eddie felt like his heart was breaking. 

He never wanted to make her upset, let alone injure her. 

But it was like every time she came by the station house he did or said something that ended horribly. 

“I’m here!” Granny proclaimed, coming back into the break room, holding up the first aid kit, “I got it!”

“What are you staring at her for, Eddie?” Terry growled, looking back up to his brother in law once more, “get her some ice.  Granny is going to have to reset her nose before he patches her up!”

[reneebrxndxn]

Clint's Cabin

where Renee is having a bad day and comes to Clint for advice and a friend to lean on. @clintbennet

Renee Brandon

-Renee pulled her coat tighter around her as she stepped up to Clint's door. She sucked in a breath and knocked, hoping he was home-

Clint Bennet

-Clint placed more wood in the fireplace, working the other pieces around to burn evenly. He sighs realizing the wood he had in his cabin was starting to get low already, he would have to go out and get more from outside. A knock at the door gets his attention which Luna confirms with a bark. He opens the door and sees Renee bundled up.-  Hey Renee! Good t'see ya! -He greets her before he notices the expression on her face, something seemed wrong.- Y'aright? Here, come in, it's cold. -He steps to the side letting her in.-

Renee Brandon

-Renee tried to put on a happy smile for when Clint opened the door but he saw right through it- Thanks. -She steps in, her shoulders relaxing as she feels the warmth of the fireplace- Kind of, not really. I could use a friend right now.

Clint Bennet

-A sympathetic expression crosses his features when she admits something was wrong.- Yeah, 'course, I'm all yours. -He closes the door shutting out the cold air and leads her to the couch, closer to the fireplace.- I got hot coffee if y'want some, it's not th'good stuff, but at least it's warm, I'm here t'listen when y'feel ready t'talk. -He offers gently-

Renee Brandon

-Renee follows Clint's guidance to the couch and sits down, falling into the couch- You're incredibly sweet, Clint. -she nodded at the offer of coffee, even if she used it more to warm herself than anything else- You ever feel like.....I don't know, like every time you to try to make things better, you end up just making things worse?

Clint Bennet

-he gives a shrug of his shoulders when she compliments him- Naw, it ain't nothin' - he dismisses before he heads towards the coffee to grab her a cup, bringing some sugar and evaporated creamer with him, he places everything near her on the coffee table before he takes a seat on the couch.- Yeah, I've been there more times than I'd like t'admit. Yer stuck in that type a' situation? That's hard t'imagine.

Renee Brandon

-she silently accepts the cup and takes a whiff of it before adding some of the sugar and creamer- Yeah, I am. I'm starting to think I should just stop trying at this point.

Clint Bennet

hard t'do that in a small town like this. People got a tendency t' hold grudges especially when shit's not resolved. -he offers- I feel like if this is botherin' ya so much, it must be somethin' important to ya.

Renee Brandon

See, another lose-lose. -she smiled sadly before taking a drink of her coffee- I mean, it is but it also isn't. Or it shouldn't be. I just.... -she takes a moment to sigh- I know I fucked up and when I fuck up, I want to fix things. I like making things right, especially when I've wronged someone. I know it all sounds selfish, but when someone's mad, I want to fix it. But in this situation, I don't know how to fix it because it's Ike and we butted heads before this and I think there's just too much bad blood already there to try and fix anything.

Clint Bennet

-He offered a shrug of his shoulders- Sometimes that's how it is... but dependin' on what y'do, y'can lessen th'loss, smooth those edges. -He listened to her explanation, surprised that her issue was with Ike, besides her, Ike was the person he felt personally closest to, it was hard to imagine the both of them being at such odds with each other that she would be this upset about it. It made him feel like he had to be extra cautious with how he navigated the situation since he had such close ties to the both of them.- Can y'tell me what happened? From yer point of view? -Looking back on prom night, Ike was extremely upset as well, he hadn't imagined Renee was the cause, but with the both of them being upset at each other during the same time, it seemed like too much of a coincidence.-

Renee Brandon

-Renee sighed as she leaned back against the couch- I can, yeah. It's just long and convoluted and I'm afraid if I tell you then you're gonna hate me as well and I don't know if I can handle another person being mad at me right now.

Clint Bennet

Th'one thing we got no shortage of here is time. -he prods lightly but his features become more concerned when she admits her anxiety about telling him.- Naw, Renee, I could never hate ya. Promise, I'm just here t'listen n' try t'help, we've all fucked up more times than we'd like t'admit, ain't no reason t'hate someone, especially if yer tryin' t'make it right.

Renee Brandon

You say that. -her head rests against the back of the couch and she rolls it so she can look at him. She takes a breath.- Ike got hurt because of me. I've apologized and tried to talk to him but it always just ends up worse and then Vi accused me of trying to get him killed on purpose and Val blew up on me.....I don't know what to do, Clint. Everything I say or do just makes things worse.

Clint Bennet

-oh, shit, that was serious. Ike could rub people the wrong way but the ones who he formed relationships with were loyal, that didn't exclude Clint, but he was also loyal to Renee- How did you cause him t'get hurt? -he asked trying to understand what exactly had happened.- I don't know Vi, but why would anyone think y' would want t'get him killed? -this was surprising to him, but he tried to look past his feelings for the both of them to really understand the situation and see how she got herself in this mess.- Just one step at a time, Renee. -he soothes, not wanting her to get frustrated or shut down in all of this-

Renee Brandon

-She breathes out a sigh- The raid we got your aid on. I ran in by myself and there were walkers in there. I already know, it was stupid.

Clint Bennet

-there had to be more to this story, Renee wasn't stupid and she wasn't reckless either, so her doing something like that just didn't make sense to him.- Why did y'run in? Were th'both of ya arguin' or somethin'? Was it yer first time goin'  out on a raid like that? -he knew it was a lot of questions, but the picture she was painting seemed to have a lot of holes and he was desperate to understand as well as he could - Yer not stupid, Renee, that's why it don't add up t'me that y'would put yerself n' someone else in danger like that.

Renee Brandon

Yeah, we were. I was mad at him because I thought he did something that somebody else did but he was covering for them and then he made a dig at my family so I didn't want to be around him.

Clint Bennet

awright, that makes more sense. -though the layers were definitely starting to stack on top of each other- so y'all were pissed at each other, y'went inta' an uncleared buildin' n' Ike had t'go in and fight off th'dead, that's how he got hurt? Was it that nasty head injury he's got?

Renee Brandon

-Renee sighed and nodded as she looked straight in front of her- Yeah. I had to cauterize on the spot and it's not the most pleasant of experiences.

Clint Bennet

Damn, that's intense. -he offered a sympathetic smile and rested his hand on her shin.- is that th'end of what happened on that raid?

Renee Brandon

Unless you want to count the fact that I found my father who turned into a zombie and tried to eat me and then watching Ike crush his skull under his boot, yeah nothing else really happened.

Clint Bennet

Fuckin' Christ. -he mutters surprised by the extra information.-  I'm sorry Renee, that ain't nothin', that must've been disturbin' to see, n' I'm sorry y' went through that, I'm sorry fer yer loss. Did Ike know he was yer dad?  - it of course didn't excuse her recklessness, but he could imagine how traumatic it was for her especially with the whole situation already being upsetting-

Renee Brandon

-Renee shook her head and shrugged- I told him afterwards. Was no point in mentioning it until we got out of there. But it's fine. Everyone's lost someone and it wasn't like I was all that close with my father to begin with. -but that was a whole other can of worms-

Clint Bennet

-he nods understandably - Got it, so y'all got back t'Redwood, I'm sure y'all went yer separate ways t' cool down, Ike hopefully went t'the clinic. Y'apologized, right? Cause ya know y'were in th'wrong, how long after did that talk happen?

Renee Brandon

Of course I apologized. Twice, actually. It was a couple days after the fact because I was giving him space. And the second time was prom.

Clint Bennet

Givin' some space was a good idea. I'm assumin' neither went great since yer still upset about it. How did ya apologize th'first time n' how did he respond? Did y'all have issues b'fore all this?

Renee Brandon

-Renee pushed all the breath out of her lungs and shrugged- I don't know. I told him it was my fault, I was dumb and stupid and I'm sorry. It's been the cold treatment ever since....I don't know. I mean, it's not like we got along before this, but this is like the annoyance is turned up to twelve with no way to turn it down.

Clint Bennet

-He listens but feels there are a lot of details missing with how the conversation went especially on Ike's side.- Imagine he's pretty frustrated at himself, he took th'risk t' bring ya out there n' it could have ended a lot worse, yer both lucky y' came back in one piece from the sound of it. -he took a moment observing Renee and trying to put the pieces of what she said together with what he knew about Ike.- I've gotten t'talk t' Ike a lot recently, he's pretty blunt when y'git past all th' flavourin' he sprinkles around in his speech, but sometimes if yer not payin' attention it can be hard t' see the trees through his verbal forest. Did he give a reason why a admittin' yer faults and apologizin' seemed t' not help anything? Even havin' a rocky relationship, he still trusted y' enough t' go out there with ya, might be that break in trust that's part of th'issue.

Renee Brandon

-Renee shook her head- Nope. I asked and he said figure it out yourself. At this point, I'm just left assuming.

Clint Bennet

-He kept being brought back to the conversation with Ike, his frustrations becoming more clear and his words starting to make more sense..- Well, what do you assume he wants from you to make it right?

Renee Brandon

-Renee shrugged- That's the ultimate question and I honestly have no idea. I'm starting to think there's nothing that he wants and just the bridge is blown for good.

Clint Bennet

I don't know Renee  -He sighs-  Ike's not th'type to want t'burn bridges, he probably just wants you t'do th'work n' think it through, put yerself in his shoes, feel like even that effort will mean somethin' to him. -He leans back against the cushion.-  Y'got yerself in a tough spot, realistically though, things could have gone so much worse. I just still don't understand why someone would think you'd want t'git him killed. Was yer relationship really that bad before this happened?

Renee Brandon

I wouldn't say it was that bad. We didn't get along, sure, and he got under my skin. But it was never that bad so I don't know where Vi got that idea.

Clint Bennet

Feel like she don't know y' very well t' think somethin' like that. -he offers a smile-  I think Ike's mindset is he thinks you should do th'work t'figure out how t'fix it. He doesn't want th'burden of tryin' t' figure that out for the both of you, he's already paid his dues in the situation protectin' you n' gettin' hurt in the process. -Luna invites herself up on the couch, squeezing herself between the back cushion and Renee's side, resting her head on Renee's stomach- I think if ya think of somethin' n' follow through with it, even if it's not exactly what he's lookin' fer, he'll at least see the effort, Ike's an actions over words kind of guy.

Renee Brandon

Oh, in that case I'll work on getting him a gift basket. -She smiled and laughed softly before noticing Luna laying on her and she began to scratch behind her ears- You're probably right. I just don't know what to do.

Clint Bennet

I've heard his birthday is comin' up pretty soon. -He laughs lightly and nods his head.- Well, take yer time, there's no time limit, right? Personally I can't think straight when I feel like there's pressure on m'shoulders, so try t'relax n' clear yer head.

Renee Brandon

Well, now I really should get my butt into gear. -She felt slightly better now but still, she wasn't completely fine- You know, you sound like Jake. Relaxing is not something that comes easy. Especially with two boys.

Clint Bennet

We're in th'same boat, I gotta figure out what t'git him. -surely there had to be something he could scrounge up for Ike. His brows rise at the comparison.-  Yeah? Y' think? He seems t' have a good head on his shoulders, he's got a whole pack of kids, doesn't he? - he smiles and nods his head.- Y'got a lot on yer plate, th'boys, th'clinic, th'council, that's a lot t'juggle.

Renee Brandon

-Renee laughs as she nods- Yeah, I do. He's got his whole pack, yeah, but somehow he always has a smile on his face and a joke up his sleeve. I honestly have no idea how he does it.

Clint Bennet

-he shrugs his shoulders, his lips pulling into a quick playful frown- I feel like he gets some quiet time with huntin', y'gotta deal with people all th'time. I know fer me doin' th'security outside, most of th'time it's pretty quiet, well, y'know, in terms of stressful things happenin'. I don't know if that's how it is fer th'hunters but our jobs don't seem too far off.

Renee Brandon

-Renee hums and nods- Yeah, I guess you're right. I don't know how you guys go out there. I feel so uncomfortable out there.

Clint Bennet

-He nods with a smile.- Couldn't imagine bein' stuck behind these walls if I'm bein' honest, I'd feel trapped, but I git ya, it's not safe out there, y' gotta be on alert.

Renee Brandon

That you do. -She gives him a smile and nudges him gently- Thank you for listening, Clint.

Clint Bennet

-His thumb absentmindedly rubs her leg when she nudges him.-  'Course, Renee. Anytime, y'know I care about you. I hope y'feel better.

Renee Brandon

I know. -her smile stays on her face as she leans in and kisses his cheek- I feel a little better. Better than when I came over.

Clint Bennet

-He leans towards her to receive her kiss.- Mm, 'm glad. -He hums and takes her hand, planting a kiss on it.- It's gonna be alright, things have a habit of workin' out in th'end, it just takes time. If y'ever want t'talk, I'll be here.

Renee Brandon

-Renee sits back as he kisses her hand before she pushes herself up- Thank you, Clint. I'll try to keep that in mind. I should probably go save Adriana from my boys. We're supposed to be having dinner with Cass and Alex tonight and they're very excited.

Clint Bennet

-he watches her rise to her feet and gives a nod as she explained her plans for the night.-  I gotcha. -he responds as he stands up himself and leads her towards the door.- Give everyone m'best n' I'll see ya around, n' remember, try t' relax. -he laughs before he approaches her and embraces her in a hug goodbye.-

Renee Brandon

-Renee walked with him to the door and stops to hug him back when he embraces her- I will certainly try, Clint. No promises that it will work. I'll be sure to tell the boys you said hello.

[spookyserenades]

hi lovelyyy🥰🥰🥰

i hope you are thriving & doing very well!!🤗💜💜

ik i'm a bit late but i finally got the chance to ramble & freak out abt ch 8!!!!🥳🥳

& guess what? the day the ch came out was the same as when i got my bts albums delivered!! the stars must be aligning ig xd

so,i'll try to go in order( i prepared a checklist just to make sure i don't ramble randomly but it may still happen so srry in advance😅)

1st of all, i just wanna say that i screamed w/ my full chest when reading abt jk's antlers shedding! it always has been a lil detail that i always wished to see w/ hybrids of animals w/ antlers XD it adds to the accuracy & fidelity(?) to real animal facts & it made my whole week!! :3

The theory abt the full moon?!!! OMG! 😲🧠🎇

the moon is present in so many cultures & has always played a role in spirituality so i'm def curious to see how it will tie into the pagan & supernatural aspects of the story. i'm excited to see itbeing broght up again, to see if namjoon is aware of this possibility or if he already knows & is going to confirm jk's theory? also,if it's true,will diff phases of the moon have diff influences on wolf hybrids or not? i'll have to wait to know & i love it!!

A thing that left a deep impression in me was during the scene in which mc had namjoon & tae sit on nj's bed & medicate them. After setting some things straight & pulling the thorn in her side,there was a bit of an awkward silence(understandably) that was broken by tae apologising 1st. the thing that stood out to me is nj's reaction: he didn't just flow w/ tae's apology & outright refused to let the bear hybrid shoulder all the blame & responsability of both starting & escalating the fight. to me that showed maturity & confirmed that the wolf has calmed down, is feeling regretful & has been ruminating on his actions 👏👏

this is the corner 4 my yoongi appreciation!!! he's a breath of fresh air every time!! the way u wrote him is so precious & comforting!!😊 he is the personification of domestic bliss!😭 the kitchen is 100% his realm 😂💜 i love all the small & endearing ways he looks out 4 mc like when covering her eyes after jin & hobi stopped their hybrid-time, that whole scene was so heartwarming , light hearted & overall hilarious while still being a personal & delicate moment of acceptance & trust!! aaah i loved it soooo muuuuch!🤗

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"It was almost like in another life, or in another existence entirely. she and Yoongi had been in this position before, had brushed each other's lives in some way" So... this recurring sense of familiarity, this elusive feeling of having already met yg or at least crossed paths briefly... is it smth that u have in store 4 us or am i reading into it too much? am i being delirious or...👁👃👁

the zagrouta excited scream i screamt when mc finally bought guide/informative books abt each species of the hybrids!!!🥳🥳 like yass,get educated grl!!😂👏 i'm so excited to read abt all the things she might learn & the possible lil fun facts/insights we may get on each species & how that new knowledge may reshape her approach or add new things she does 4 them/around them???😁

the scene in which nj was consulting her 4 an opinion on the tarot cards he drew from mc's mother is one of my faves for 2 reasons:

-i hope i'm being respctful when sharing this personal sentiment but even tho i'm not pagan myself i dunno, i get a heartwarming feeling when i see it represented anyway. i think it's both very thoughtful & sweet & it's def very refreshing to see! i also feel like i learn smth new every time which just fuels my interest & curiousity! ^^

-him seeking out the mc & openly asking 4 help, relying on her insight & valuing her opinion are indicators of not only his guilt abt what had happened but also his resolution in building the trust & relationship back up! this is also a new breather from the "prideful" wolf trope

again in the tarot scene: "Namjoon's handwriting, as beautiful as ever, curled across the weathered parchment in smudged indigo ink" i see what u did there! Again, you are a master of little meaningful & impressive details!!😚💖

getting back to talking abt pagan practices & rituals, in the story it was mentioned that there are diff types of protection & banishment & w/ u telling us that the malevolent entity will make an appearance again, i'm thrilled to see what new things abt paganism will be inserted in the story! (do tell me if i'm crossing lines when talking abt paganism this much & like this, i don't wanna lack respect in my enthusiasm & curiosity to learn more!^^)

Having in common this link to the paranormal & knowledge abt some of the practices may be the catalyst that brings jk & nj closer in the future. maybe? now i'm getting side-tracked srry😅

the thing that i keep wondering abt the most is how the past & future experiences w/ the paranormal will change the other hybrids: will they also start practicing? will their believes fundamentally change? if they start practicing, will they develop a personal & diff "style" just like how mc,jk & nj are diff in the way they have practiced up untill now? am i getting too much into this speculations/theories etc?🤐

Namjoon's birthday is in 2 week?!!!!!

oh god, that would stress me tf out of !! XD genuinely don't know if i wish 4 it to go smoothly or if i wish 4 some drama...w/out feeling a lil guilty tho😅

1 specific thing that ranks pretty high on the list of reasons of why i fell in love w/ this series & your writing style is how no matter the situation at hand, we always have solid insight to mc's thoughts,feelings & her mind, regularly & uninterruptedly. we always are aware of her inner wrld, macchinations, thoughts, opinions, reflessions etc & it's incorporated so smoothly w/ the flow of the narration, it brings her character to life in new ways each time!!

Another specific thing i love abt this series: each scenting scene in unique to the character & moulded after his personality. we see more of this characterisation & differentiation between them also in the small,laid back & domestic-y details like their tastes in cake (i'm team jk, cheesecake supremacy!), the changes they've done to the room to make it more theirs or not really in the case of jimin, their unique scents, which ones of them tend to tease mc more & their way to do it, which ones are already more physical even in lowkey instances such as hugging the mc when she bid them good night & the difference in which each one of the guys is showing her that he's warming up to her

AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!

i'm genuinely this 🤏 close to start singing a hymn in honor of this series & your mastery in wrld building, writing, descprition & creation of immersion!!!🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

(i def wrote too much so srry abt that! i hope i did this ch justice & was able to be respectful enough of all the important topics & pagan practices i talked abt! i understand if it comes off a bit messy & all over the place & w/ way too many emojis too😅)

P.S:

IN CONCLUSION

i would like to announce my engagement w/ "Trouvaille",

we are incredibly happy & madly in love!

I hope this ask finds u well!🤗💜💜💜

take care & always prioritise your precious health!!🥰

HIIII MY DARLING!!! 💓💓💓 How have you been! I've missed talking to you, my apologies for the late reply, it's been a crazy few weeks for me!

OMG what a treat that you got Chapter 8 and albums on the same day!! I hope you got some cute photocards! 🥺 (PS, I love that you made a checklist of things you wanted to talk about!)

AHHH so Jeongguk's velvet shedding is one of my favorite little details about him! I definitely wanted to include something like that when I originally planned out this series; I thought the goriness of velvet shedding fit in well with some of the eerie parts of the plot, and it especially fits Jeongguk's edginess. I'm so glad you like that part of his character! 😍

And the full moon theory Jeongguk had about Namjoon! I guess it is a sort of fantastical theory that Jeongguk came up with (MC looking at him like he grew an extra head) But you're so right, the moon has a very important role in so many religions and spiritualities, particularly in MC's practice, as well. I'm not sure if Namjoon has put the pieces together about how the moon influences his moods yet, but then again, he is very interested in this sort of subject matter, so it is definitely a possibility. When the moon is fuller, or in waxing phases, he would be easier to agitate, and during new moons or waning phases he'd be more collected and calm.

I agree with you during the whole "bandaging/scolding/apology" scene; Namjoon definitely put his pride aside and admitted that Tae was taking too much blame. Namjoon is quick to anger and react, so after the dust settled, he realized how he had flown off the handle and how it effected everyone else in the home. Hence how badly he felt, and why he felt the need to take share of the blame. He's learning how to control those reactions, slowly but surely!

YOONGIIII!! 🗣️🗣️🗣️ He's my darling, truly. In this fic and otherwise. Yoongi is a sweetheart irl, and I wanted this reflected in Trouvaille. I just love how he quietly looks after her, and yes, he has his moments of teasing, but really he's just a softie. I'm so happy you love him, and I really enjoyed writing the scene where he steps in before Hoseok and Seokjin can flash her-- definitely breaks up the tension with some comedic relief!

(P.S., you're onto something with the sense of familiarity between MC and Yoongi!! I don't want to give too much away, but you're on the money....) 🤭

I'm also super excited for MC to learn more about her hybrids through the new guidebooks she ordered!!! Perhaps there are more tidbits she has yet to uncover, and I'm pumped to include those in future updates!

My dear, you're always super sweet and respectful when you discuss pagan practices with me! And I'm really happy that you enjoyed the scene where MC and Namjoon are discussing Tarot. I think its a practice they'll definitely bond over together as time goes on! Namjoon has a thirst for knowledge, and with that I think he also wanted to make up for his behavior by offering his help to set up wards with MC. Cutie pie! 💜

AHH you caught the indigo ink detail, I'm thrilled you did!! Thank you for being so kind, as well, it means a lot that you enjoy all the little Easter eggs I tuck away into the story! 🥹

I'm also really really excited to incorporate more pagan rituals and practices into the story as time goes on! In the October update, I have a few fun things planned for the pagan holiday of Samhain. I love sharing some of my own practices through Trouvaille and discussing them any time, and I'm totally sharing your excitement!

Again, you're onto something! I think the shared interest both Namjoon and Jeongguk have in the paranormal/occult/supernatural will end up bringing them closer, or at least to an alliance of some kind. We'd all love to see it, I'm sure! Those two, and MC, already seem to have practices or beliefs at the very least in place, and we'll see over time what the other hybrids believe in or begin to practice (if they do). Variety is the spice of life, and I have lots planned for each character! 😘

I'm with you darling, I love a little drama and zest LOL!! Hopefully, things will go well for Namjoon's birthday, but first we'll have to tackle Jeongguk's. Hopefully it goes on without a hitch!

Also, I'm so !!! Glad and happy that you love MC as well!!! I've been hoping that she's been a reliable and enjoyable narrator so far, and I love writing all her little reactions to each hybrid. Thank you so much for showing her some love!!!

The scenting scenes were so so fun for me to write! Don't worry, there will be more of them in the future (I just wanted to establish the initial bite earlier on) But I'm so happy that you think each scene reflected how all of the hybrids are unique and have their own way of doing things. All of their little quirks, and how they've warmed up all at different rates, too... I'm so !! pleased that you noticed that!

fhdjsakfh If you write a hymn, let me know so we can sing it together!!! Thank you so so so much for always sending me such love, hearing your feedback always makes my month! SO much love to you, I hope you are well, happy, and healthy... and there are only a few more days till the next update, so I hope to hear from you again soon, my love! 🥰💓💜

[torawro]

nah because……….goodness GRACIOUS WILL U EVER HAVE MERCY ON MY PUSSY (please don’t i crave more) ??????????????? i already told you in our messages and i can’t be wilding TOO much on this rb bc tumblr clocked me for what EYE said and not even your fic itself in which i reblogged it FROM, so ima just say this: idk how you do it but……when i tell you miss fat ma was dripping in real time ?????????? i can literally feel something wet in between my legs 😟😟 the way you wrote this was so nasty it has power !!!! and ik ‘kido is supposed to be mean n angry all the time and how he acts is canonical but lowkey it be hurting my feelings (it made me whimper)😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 but then i see those moments where he really does just want us to himself, his feelings are hurt bc we let his counterparts have their way with us, he DOES have the capacity to be somewhat gentle— or at least not angry— at the end so there’s that 🥹🥹 regardless i love my mannnn real bad !!! let me provide some screenshots as usual that made the kitty purrrrr

shock me into submission??????? the way he leaned down when we called him daddy???? i felt the seconf to last screenshot deep within my being like i feel a vicious thumping down south and when u mentioned the knot thing ……………………lemme stop while im ahead buy 18/10 content from my lover

Just the tip

Nymph: I'm fucking weak for them.

Synopsis: You learn just how much is really "just the tip" with the clones.

Warnings: praise, teasing, degradation, implied anal (on Sekido’s part), vaginal penetration, knotting, biting, blood play/kink, somno (on Urogi’s part), teasing, squirting, wing play, cervix fucking, breeding/creampie.

Word count: 2.4k(fucking help!)

Pairing: Aizetsu x fem!reader, Sekido x fem!reader, Karaku x fem!reader, Urogi x fem!reader

Sekido doesn’t believe in “Just the tip” and why should he? You’re his plaything.

You should have tried harder to stop Karaku and Aizestu from having their way with you. You knew that if Sekido got his hands on you, you would be punished for something that you literally could not stop. You belong to them and there was no way you could ever tell any of them “no.” The word had been trained out of you.

The first thing Sekido had done was to bend you over his knee, the thin kimono you wore did nothing to stop the pain of his palm striking you. This was your punishment for being a needy whore. Karaku had told you that they all could feel when they fucked you. Being made up of the same cells of the Upper Moon demon, Hantengu, it was inevitable. 

Feeling his large hands slide the material of your short kimono up over your hips, Sekido welts your bare ass with a series of quick smacks, each one causing the skin to heat up until it felt like it is raw. Your cunt clenched around nothing as your slick began to pool and bubble at your entrance as low moans left your throat.

“You’re such a slut. Aren’t you the once proud Demon slayer who was supposed to kill us. Yet look at you, drooling over my lap like a fucking dog.” The light “Hn” that leaves his throat as he lightly traces his claws over the angry looking marks on your ass before he grabs your wrists and pulls you off of him. “Get on the bed, face away from me on your hands and knees. You want to drool like a bitch in heat, I will breed you like one.”

-0-0-0

You feel hot tears roll down your face from the brutal thrusts that Sekido was giving your already sore cunt. How long has it been since he snatched you from Aizetsu’s room when the gentle clone left to gather food for you. How long has it been since he slots his hips against yours and bullies his fat cock inside your hole?

“Sekido, please? The others can feel you.” You cried out when he slaps his fingers against your sensitive clit before rubbing rough circles on it. “Sekido, it was only supposed to be the ti–” Your words are cut off as he wraps his hand around your throat, his thumb applying just enough pressure to silence you.

“Shut up or I’ll fucking shock you into submission.” He growls, hips never slowing as he grits his fangs to stop himself from burying them into your pulse point. He knew that you had to know just how jealous he was that his counterparts enjoyed your body without him. His hand was never good enough. It wasn't as soft, warm or wet as your pussy. 

You really piss him off. Walking around in that short little kimono Karaku had gotten for you. Your sweet scent invades his senses and makes him rock hard beneath his own robe. Sekido wanted you all for himself, but he knew that he had to share you. But right now, in this moment, you were his fucking toy. His cumslut. His plaything. And he would not let anyone else take you. He didn't care if the others could feel him as he stroked so fucking deep. 

"Let them fucking feel as you soak my cock like the needy slut you are for me." Sekido snarls, the rapid gooey wet pat-pat-pat  of his cock sliding through your swollen cum filled walls fills the air around you two. Placing his hand on your lower back, he forces you to arch deeper for him as he speeds up even more, relishing in the screams of pleasure you let out.

“S’ too much, ‘kido. Pul...” you stammer out, thighs trembling and arms threatening to give out. “Please, m’sorry.” 

Sekido leans over your back, his lips to your ear. “You’re sorry? No, but you fucking will be.” Fangs bite down into your pulse point, skin breaking under the pressure of his jaws as warm blood trickled over his tongue. The low moan of pain you gave only made him lock his jaws more tightly on the spot where your neck and shoulder met. Blood pools in his mouth, the sweet elixir tasting like the finest of alcohol to the demon as he swallows. “Fucking sweet.” 

Drunk off the taste of your blood, Sekido gently tongues the puncture wounds, sealing them shut with his saliva before trailing the tip of his tongue down your shoulder blade to your spine. He licks a wet line down your back, lapping up the droplets of sweat that forms there. A low pleased grunt leaves his throat as a smile curls at his lips. The salty taste of your skin mixes so well with the metallic flavor of your sweet blood. Sekido almost wanted to eat you alive.

And he did.

Pulling out, his cock glistening with your slick juices. He continues to slide his tongue down your spine over the roundness of your ass before grabbing each cheek in his hands. “Just fucking look at you. All wet and messy. Only a nasty slut like you would want a demon like me to fuck you like this.” He slips two of his fingers down your soaked slit, gathering some of it. Sekido's Kanji tattooed tongue slips out as he places the pads of his fingers against it. “Mmmm...”

Sekido’s hands spread your ass and he stares at your twitching holes. “I fucking wish you could see the way your slutty holes are twitching – begging to be filled.” He traces his thumb over the tight puckered hole of your ass. The claws of his other hand digs into your ass cheeks when you flinch, trying to move away from his touch. “Don’t you fucking pull away from me, nasty whore. Your body is mine to play with however I please.”

Pushing his thumb in deeper, slipping past the first layer of tight muscles, he lowers his face to your dripping cunt. “You should feel lucky that I‘m willing to do this for a slut like you.”  His tongue glides through your slick folds, tasting you. The smile that spreads over his lips as he hears your saccharine cries as he fucks you on his long tongue. It was laughable that you, a former slayer, was now reduced to being the whore of the Upper Moon Four. 

Your thighs tremble as you feel him suck on your clit as he pushes his thumb even deeper into your tight hole, making your back arche even further. Broken cries of his name fall from your lips as your arms threaten to give out from underneath you. “‘Kido, please...I ca–”

Sekido pulls away and replaces his tongue with two of his fingers, alternating the thrusts of the two in your cunt and his thumb in your ass. “If you finish that sentence, I will show you no fucking mercy.” His smile widens, the absolute lovesick look on his face as he watch as you twitch from his finger fucking. “You gonna cum like the whore you’re trained to be? Or should I keep you right there on that edge?” 

“Hah~ Please, ‘kido. ‘m sorry. Mercy.” You plead even though you knew that the demon would do no such thing. He was jealous even if he would never truly admit it. Rocking your hips back you try to seek out your orgasm, whimpering when he pulls them away just as your walls quiver around his fingers.

“I didn’t say you could cum, yet.” he hovers over your back, the thick tip of his cock brushing over that tight inviting asshole of yours. He wanted to slide home inside it and fuck you until you didn’t remember your own name, until you learn that only his cock could satisfy you the best. Sekido pushes against the rim of your hole. “Should I fuck this hole?” His hands spread your cheeks further as he lines the tip up.

You bite your lip as a whine builds up in your throat, your eyes shining wetly with tears. You hated when he teased you because it was something he rarely ever did. That was more of a Karaku or Urogi thing. “Sekido...please? I need it.” You pant as your brain went fuzzy from want and need, “Please, daddy.”

Sekido pauses as his eyes widen. What did you just call him? He leans over your back, lips to your ear as his hand tangles in your hair. “What was that?” His tongue pets the lobe of your ear, hot breath fanning out over it and making you shiver involuntary. When you repeat yourself in a shaky tone, his lips spread into a feral grin. “Have you called anyone else that? Or...” He fists his cock in his hand, rubbing the tip through your creamy folds. “Am I the first?”

“Just you.” Before you could finish that sentence, Sekido pushes the thick length of his dick back inside your pussy, bottoming out in one rough thrust. “Fuck! Sekido!”

A dark chuckle leaves him as he bites down on your shoulder once more, marking you – claiming you as his. “That’s not my name right now, slayer. I’m your fucking daddy.” The slick sounds of your pussy clinging to his cock as he pulls out, looking down to see it covered in a thin layer of cream. “You should see the way this slutty pussy is creaming on my cock. You’re such a naughty little bitch for your daddy, huh?”

You arch your back further for him, moaning as you desperately rock your hips back against each heavy thrust. “Ahn~” Your moans fill the room mixing with the wet pat-pat-pat of skin meeting skin. You try to look at him over your shoulder, show him the lustful glow in your eyes as you moan out, “More, daddy, need more.” But he was quick to wrap his fingers around the back of your neck and push your face down into the pillows.

“Daddy didn’t give you permission to look at him.” Sekido growls. He’d be damned if he’d let you see the way his thick hair was disheveled, framing his face in waves as his fangs were grit as tiny rivers of drool seeps down his lips. Or see the way his vermillion eyes glow with a lovesick light. He snaps his hips against yours, the thick tip bullying its way against your cervix – battering it with brutal thrusts. “Ha~ You feel so good around daddy’s cock.”

You mewl as the only thing you could do was surrender to the harsh pounding Sekido was giving you. You chant out the name he wanted you to use repeatedly. Daddy. Daddy. Daddy. You screamed it until your throat was raw. But then something felt off. Like he was swelling inside you and not in the typical way when he was about to cum. “D-Daddy, are you...?” You could feel the thick breeding knot pressing against your entrance, stretching its way inside.

Sekido pants as he works the large swollen knot past that tight ring of muscles of your tiny hole. “Fuck, you’re such a tight bitch. Even after Karaku and Aizetsu have bred you. Such a pathetic excuse for a human. You’re just a cumslut for me, aren’t you?” His eyes narrow when you didn’t answer him. Crack! A heavy palm strikes at the rounded flesh of your ass. “Answer me. What are you, human?”

“‘m just a cumslut for you, daddy!” You cry out, feeling the thick breeding knot slip inside you to rub against your walls. The stretch burns. Sekido was big. Almost too big for your tiny body. Your arms were shaking, trembling as drool seeps out of the corner of your lips. Feeling your clit twitch with the need to be touched you let out a whine. “Please, need to cum. Need you to touch me?”

Another grin tilts at his lips, the short “Hn" that leaves him as he leans over your back, “You need me? A Demon Slayer needing the touch of a demon to cum? How low can you fucking get, slut?” But even as his harsh words left his mouth, the hand that was pressing your face into the pillow slips between your legs – two rough fingers flicking over your puffy little clit. “Go on, cum for me. Cum for me like the dirty whore you are.”

A gargled cry leaves yoour throat when he finally touches your neglected bundle of nerves. Your body jolts as a small stream of hot liquid drips out of you as your arms give out – all strength in them gone. “Fuck...” You whimper out as the new position allows him to slide even deeper, the swollen flesh of his knot rubbing against your silken walls.

Sekido hand tightens around your waist as he pulls you back even further on his cock, the thic ushroomed tip battering your cervix, almost fucking into your womb. “Hah~ Only an easy bitch like you would squirt like that for a demon. Now, the question is: Do you deserve my cum inside this sluty pussy. You’ve already been filled by Karaku and Aizestu...”

“Please, daddy!” You shout, tears of pleasure soaking the pillow along with strings of your saliva. “I want you to cum inside. I need it, please?”

Your words went straight to his dick as his knot swells even further, creating a plug as his heavy balls draw up as they release his cum deep into your womb. Sekido thrusts into you once more until his tie prevents him from moving. “Look at you, crying and begging for daddy to knot and breed you like the bitch in heat you are.” He gathers you in his arms and lays on his side. “You’re so pathetic, human. But you’re my pathetic human.”

You let out a sigh when Sekido began licking at the sweat that forms on your skin as his hands move to cup your breasts. You knew that this was his form of aftercare. “Mmmm, Sekido...”

“Sleep, slayer.” He grumbles out, his voice devoid of any malice or rage. “You’ll need it.”  Sekido would make sure that he would be the last thing on your mind when you fall asleep and the first when you wake up. And what Sekido wants, Sekido gets. He may share you with his counterparts, but he wants to keep you to himself when it is his time alone with you. He had to make sure that it was his cum that was the thickest, the warmest, the first and last thing that fills you up every single day.

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[bug-fics]

The story of us

The Lovers

CW: major character death, Mentions suicidal thoughts, substance abuse

Summary: Y/N and Ben had only been together for a year. That year was full of love and adoration. They were inseparable, it felt as though their souls were joined together the day they met. So I guess that connection explains why it was so hard to stay alive when Y/N’s beloved was 6 feet under.

Female reader | she/her pronouns

Word count: 2.5k

A/N: Set up to turn into a series based off of season 3 if people want it/if I can find inspo to write it. If you’ve read this before it’s because I posted it on a different blog when season 2 came out. I promise this is my original work, I just wiped my old blog and then missed writing again. Cross posted on AO3

The day Y/N had Ben had first met was a day like any other. That morning, on a suspiciously bright Saturday morning, Y/N woke up with a burst of euphoria, a high that couldn’t be obtained by any narcotic drug the earth could possess. Y/N knew today was going to hold something beautiful, not because she could foretell the future, no this time it was because her gut was screaming at her, trying to inform her that her life would be improved forever. She made her way out of the house, running errands for her beloved mother who had already gone off to work.

With groceries in hand, Y/N made her way down the bustling street only to come into forceful contact with a teenage boy who, by the looks of it, had been running away from six other teenagers. All seven of these teens had been dressed in eccentric outfits, school uniforms, with a familiar embroidered pattern below the collar. At that moment the realization dawned upon her, she had just physically bumped into an Umbrella Academy hero. Everyone in the city knew these teenagers, and everyone in the city also knew how they were all narcissistic, temperamental, egotistic brats.

With a huff, Y/N reached down to pick up the discarded fruit that had tumbled out of the paper grocery bag during the collision. Expecting to just walk away, Y/N was surprised when the blonde boy gripped her wrist, forcing her to confront the group.

“Well, aren’t you gonna apologize? You barrel into us and just march off with an attitude. That’s not gonna fly with me,” Y/N looked at this boy like he was stupid, getting ready to tell him off, she was interrupted by another voice. This one however, sounded like you would presume melting honey would taste. It was sweet, gorgeous even, and his words were firm yet caring. This was the voice of an angel.

“Leave her alone Luther, we all saw what happened. Klaus is the real perpetrator ike he always turns out to be. That idiot ran into her, we don’t have time to deal with this. Don’t let your hero complex go to your head,” making eye contact with the mystery boy, all of the rage rendered from Y/N’s shoulders. Soon the sensation of euphoria from this morning once again filled her body. There was something about this boy she needed in her life. Looking into his eyes was a breath of fresh air, her heart cried out to the boy without even knowing his name. When the eye contact was broken a wave of desolation washed over Y/N and she silently begged to look into the boy’s soul once again just to feel that rush of bliss swell in her body.

It was exactly 6 days, 7 hours, and 43 seconds until the two met again, this time on more favorable terms. Walking to the local sweets shop after school had become a tradition of sorts for Y/N on Fridays. Somewhat as a treat for making it through the week. Being one of the famous 42, going to high school, and being the daughter of a single mother was hard enough. Throw in predicting the future, good or bad, and you have a great ordeal of emotions. Y/N was one of the lucky ones, typically her power wasn’t disruptive, but there were some times where it was harder to get through the day. Something serious could trigger her more tremendous predictions, but this occurrence was rare. Entering the shop, Y/N was hit with the wonderful scent of sugar. Walking past the shelved walls, she began to look for something that caught her eye, that was until she heard a very familiar voice. This voice was one that hadn't left her mind since Saturday. His black eyes were the only thing she could think about the past week.

“Klaus! You’re going to get us in trouble again. I’m tired of always making up lies to save your sorry ass.”

Looking away from the sweet adjourned walls, Y/N searched across the store, trying to pinpoint exactly where the mystery boy was. That’s when their eyes met for the second time ever. The same rush of euphoria had started to flow through Y/N’s veins. There was something about this boy, that she had never once spoken a word around, and Y/N yet she knew she needed him in her life. Deciding not to waste this precious moment, Y/N had begun to march her way up to the brunette haired boy. It felt as though her legs were moving on their own, and soon she was filled with a wave of regret and despair; pleading with her body to stop walking until it was too late.

Here she stood, nearly toe to toe with a boy she had never officially met before, with absolutely no game plan. These first words were dire, first impressions were everything and she couldn’t fuck it up.

“Hi.”

That was what her brain had come up with? Hi, of all things. She didn’t even state her name. There was no mention of a thank you for last week, no nice to meet you, no true conversation starter. The only thing that escaped her lips was hi? Y/N’s brain began to stir. Thoughts of paranoia and fear entered and exited her mind without any time to truly process the words. Seconds felt like hours as the pair stood in deafening silence. At least, that’s what it felt like for the y/h/c girl. All the thoughts abruptly stopped when she caught sight of his smile. With a dazed grin, Ben replied with the same energy Y/N had used to make her grand impression.

"Hey," Snapping out of the trance, Ben tried to redeem himself with a decent conversation. Being who he was, he had never been good with words, let alone with pretty girls. "Oh, um I remember you. God, I'm sorry for how Luther was behaving that day. He’s always been such a prick ever since we’ve grown more popular. Crap, you probably don’t even know who we are. Um, I’m Ben, by the way, Ben Hargreeves,” A chuckle escaped the teen’s lips once he realized he was rambling. The day the two made eye contact, Ben had felt as though the darkness that filled him was relieved even just for a second. “Sorry.”

There was something eerily comforting with the boy in front of her. Something about him felt like home. It made her feel warm inside and this was quite terrifying to think about when you realize that Y/N had only met this boy twice. She sent him a smile back, “I know who you are. You're a part of the Umbrella Academy. Though I always assumed you were all just a bunch of egotistical assholes,” this sentence gave Ben a little shock, he wanted to make a good impression on this girl. He didn't know why, but he felt the need to get to know her. With a slight smirk, Y/N continues her train of thought. “ Don’t worry though, you're too pretty to be an asshole in my book.”

Ever since that day Y/N and Ben were stuck together like glue. There was something that drew the two in and neither of them would have it any other way. It didn’t take long for Ben to fall for his new friend. He had spent years being a part of a group, he was just one of 7. He was a monster, a hero, a celebrity. However in Y/N’s eyes, he was just Ben; loving, funny, dorky Ben. She made him feel special, she made him feel accepted, acknowledged. She was someone he could turn to for any problem he had, no matter how tragic or minuscule. She made time for him, put in equal effort to be with him. She let him ramble about his newest interest and she smiled and engaged in the conversation even if she had no clue what he was talking about. She didn't expect the most from him. The two could just sit in her room for hours doing absolutely nothing and still be the happiest they’ve ever been. It was a bond so powerful that nothing could turn the other away.

Their romance was simple, it was full of love, passion, and understanding. It was beautiful and abundant. When they kissed it was full of emotion and desire. Without the other, their lungs ran cold, their minds were screaming, and their souls felt empty. When they embraced it felt as though all the world's problems were solved. It felt as if their bodies became one, molding perfectly together. Without the other, the world seemed grey, cold, and barren. It was just a teenage romance, but at the same time, it was so much more. They were never apart, always touching in some way or another. Even Ben’s siblings could tell how deep their fondness of one and another truly was. Ben had always been a reserved kid, always obeying the rules, following one of the siblings around like a lost puppy. Y/N made him feel free, she helped him branch out and have fun. It was new and exciting and it was no surprise that over the year they only grew more in love.

It was evident that the two were going to get married. They were going to live a beautiful life together, start a family, have a nice picket fenced house. They were supposed to grow old together and live life to the fullest, hand in hand. They were supposed to be together forever. That was the plan, but plans get destroyed. The day the world lost Ben Hargreevs was a day of despair and endeavor. A family was ripped apart, a girlfriend was now bereaved, and many hearts were destroyed.

As a prophet, Y/N knew today was going to be a bad day. A vision of pools of blood flashed through her mind this morning, leaving a feeling of dread upon her shoulder. Rushing to the Hargreeves’ manor, Y/N had a whirlwind of emotions flying through her brain. Someone would get hurt, someone may already be hurt, or worse someone could be dead.

Slamming the large doors of the building open, Y/N was met with quiet. No loud cries from the creaky floorboards, no sounds of fighting teens, just a thick feeling of death and sorrow lingered in the air.

“Hello!” Calling out to the empty house, Y/N was met with the soft padded footsteps of Allison, who had a solemn look upon her face. At that moment, Y/N knew something was wrong, and when she was led to the room holding her dead boyfriend's body her world came crashing down too quickly for her to handle. The girl was sent into shock, and her body gave out. Her heart slowed and the world became black. All the signs of a broken heart.

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Ever since Ben’s death, Y/N had suffered greatly. Her brain was full of horrifying thoughts and she soon resorted to alcohol to ease the pain. Most people would look at this as an excuse for attention, she and Ben had only been teenagers, barley together for a year. His death should have caused her pain, but not to this degree. While this should have been the case, everyone knew that what she and Ben had was deeper than a highschool romance. It was bigger than any one of them could fully understand. They were bound together. They were always meant to be together, whether it was in this life or another.

As time went on and the years flashed by, the only source of serotonin Y/N had, were the days that Klaus would come over. Not because his company brought her happiness, but because on those days Ben could be with her. He could sit next to her, lay with her as she cried, and he could listen to the horrid thoughts in her brain, allowing her to rant to the one person who could understand her. Today was one of those days. Klaus was raiding Y/N’s kitchen and watching television while she and Ben were stowed away in her bedroom. Even though Y/N couldn’t see, feel, or hear him, she knew he was there, she knew he was listening and in confidence, she spilled her heart out to him.

“I don’t want to do this without you anymore. I know deep in my core that maybe, I wasn’t supposed to live through the heartbreak all those years ago. Maybe it's time I said goodbye and came to join you forever. I know it's selfish of me, I know I shouldn’t… but maybe, just maybe I can be happy again if I was with you,” Y/N took a deep breath forcing back the sobs threatening to escape her lips as she continued talking to the air around her, “It won’t be hard either, there are so many solutions to my problem. So many ways out of this world. So many ways to say goodbye.”

Y/N knew these were all empty thoughts. She knew that it would go against everything Ben had believed in. He’d want her to move on, to try and make a name for herself as she had always planned on doing. He’d want her to be happy, but how could she be happy without him in her everyday life. She tried every day to fight through the pain, to survive in order to make Ben feel content. Y/N tried to get a good job, maintain social interactions, and even do good in the world. No matter how hard she tried though, she could help but feel so empty inside.

The love of her life was gone, they never got to live in their dream house out of the city. They never got to have the kids they always dreamed of having, and they never got to have the beautiful wedding ceremony they wanted to have. Ben hadn’t even proposed to her and yet they already had a wedding planned out, from the seating arrangement to the appetizers. Y/N had even picked out her dream dress. It was silly at the time, but now she yearned for Ben’s touch. She wanted to wake up from this horrible nightmare, to be seventeen again hanging out in Ben’s childhood bedroom. Y/N was fortunate enough to even be allowed back in the Hargreeve’s manor long after Ben’s death. She would spend hours at his grave, in his bed, wearing his clothes. No matter how much she spent with his belongings it was never enough to fill the void in her soul.

She was alone, broken, and nothing could fix her

[imagine--if]

Hiii may I please request riddler/Eddie having a crush and being absolutely obsessed with a reader who also wears glasses, he eventually confesses to them,maybe he kidnaps them even and confesses, u do ur thing besite I just want it to be super fluffy please 🥺🥺🥺

A/N: Okay, so I actually took inspiration from an idea I had about sending Eddie a love letter and his obsessive reaction to it, and morphed it with this request 😂💚 ik it's a bit random, but I love this scenario so much and it's based off this Quotev quiz lmao, thanks to that writer for the inspo!! Enjoy 😁

Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)

Warnings: Obsessive love and stalking behaviour 😍 PART UNO

Words: 981

It was so sickening, so putrid to Edward Nashton, having to keep the tiresome facade of being an ordinary, everyday, scummy citizen of Gotham City. Went to work every few weekdays, scribbling down and filing numbers, while taking pictures of things that didn't quite add up. Taking little, vital pieces of information on the elite, the so-called city leaders; corrupt, all of them. He was sure that every single one of Gotham's minions was just the same.

Until he caught sight of the envelope.

Trudging back to his small suite in the run-down hotel block, Edward's eyes are downcast, codes and unsolvable puzzles whirring in his head as he absentmindedly goes up the flights of stairs that lead to his floor. The silver ring hooked in the centre of his key is around his finger, and he pulls it up to open the door a few steps before he gets to it, looking up tiredly...

His brows furrow. Green eyes widen.

It's like getting a taste of his own medicine; an anonymous letter, a bright envelope resting neatly against the hard, cool door to his rooms. There's no address written on the deep green paper, no writing at all, just the sealed, thin envelope.

Is this a cruel trick? Was he so careless to let someone follow him here? No, no, not yet- they can't know where he's living, it'll spoil the puzzle!

Edward snatched up the envelope, shoving the key through the hole and twisting it, a soft click sounding as he pushes in the door and closes it behind him with an impatient wave of his hand. With the other, he pulls off the seal from the envelope's front, and tugs out a letter written on pristine white paper. It's folded carefully in half, and he can see the faint black swirls of inky words from the closed side. Edward takes a long breath in through his nose, immediately apprehensive, ready to kick off at the moment he finds out that this little game will come to an end a lot sooner than he wants.

But that moment never comes.

To The Riddler,

Please don't panic or anything about how I got this letter to you! It took me ages to get the right clues and information from people lurking around the place to find you, but I'm glad I did. I'm glad, because I won't be invisible to you! You could never be invisible to me.

I love what you're doing for Gotham. Things have to change, and you're doing amazingly. I watch your streams every night - one of the only sources of hope I get each day. It's all because of you. I get a bit too shy to type in the comments, but after all this effort to get this to you, you should know. You deserve to know that you could never be invisible to me, because you're practically everything to me now. I could love you, even!! I think I already do...

Sorry if this seems a bit weird. I feel like you're used to getting crazed fangirls who watch your streams say similar things, but this isn't a faze or anything shallow like that. I want to help you however I can -be with you, if you'll let me. If you do, you'll do what you'll do best. You'll go through cameras on the building's CCTV and track me down after a little while (quicker than I did haha) and do whatever you want with me. I know you can. I wouldn't want it to be anyone else.

I love you! No lies!

-Your secret admirer ♡

Edward's breaths are shaky now, forced, whimpers escaping his throat as his lips press tightly together, green eyes widening behind his glasses as he reads over and over your letter. It's... it's not a cruel trick, is it? He's not truly invisible anymore. He has you, whoever you are - and he'll find you.

Giggles make their way out of his throat, a large, dopey grin on his face like a lovestruck schoolgirl. He staggers to his bedroom, sitting haphazardly on his bed before collapsing into a curled-up pile on top of the sheets. The letter is clutched to his chest now, cradled in his hands as he repeats the sweet words in his head, trying to imagine your voice.

But why imagine it when he can find out for real? That's what you want, isn't it? You know he can do it. God, you're so clever, so patient, going through all that trouble just to send him a letter he could throw away in some delusional, ridiculous idea of The Riddler.

But that idea is nowhere near close to the truth.

Edward doesn't bother waiting - it doesn't take much to get the CCTV from the building's weak camera surveillance uploaded onto his laptop, and after whizzing through the norm, he stops when he catches sight of an unfamiliar, beautiful face. You're partially hidden by the hood that covers your head, but glasses poke out from beneath it as you rush to his door, double-check a note you'd made of the suite number, and leave the same envelope he's clutching so hopefully in one trembling hand by the door. Then you're off again, disappearing out the back door of the hotel block, and Eddie's shaky breaths fill the absence of muffled city and rain sounds from the laptop.

He goes back, zooming in on your face, and stifles an excited, newfound lovestruck whimper behind his hand that's pressed over his lips. Gotcha. He lets out a soft, broken chuckle that soon turns into hysterical giggles, eyes blown wide with adoration and giddiness.

"I- I love you too," he whispers to the grainy image of you on screen, smoothing the paper of the letter and envelope carefully in his hands, stroking it tenderly. "N-no lies!"

PART TWO?? PART TWO 😁💚

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[chaosandcrimson]

Ames didn't protest when Ike started leading her through the crowd, trailing behind them and using the time it took to get outside to even out her breathing; inhaling and exhaling deeply in an attempt to get her emotions in check. It was one thing for her to break down by herself in her apartment when there was no one around to see it. It was another thing entirely for her to break down at Cosima Devine's birthday party. What she didn't actually mind was Ike seeing her like this, which was a little surprising to her, but maybe it shouldn't have been. They were already the exception to most things, and she couldn't remember the last time she had felt this comfortable around someone.

She had been about to answer them when she suddenly found herself being kissed, stunned for a moment before wrapping her arms around their neck and kissing them back; unsure if she would ever get to do this again, and wanting to savour every last part of it. When they pulled back, she let her hands slide down to their shoulders and along their arms until she was gently holding their wrists. "What if I don't freak out?" she asked. "I'm not... I'm not going in blind. I might not know exactly what I'm signing up for but I know enough to ask you to at least let me try." There was a pleading tone in her voice, but she didn't care; she didn't care that she was basically begging them for a chance. "There are going to be days when I don't get out of bed. When all I do is cry for hours and hours until I'm physically out of tears to cry, and I won't even be able to tell you why I'm crying, because I don't know." She held their wrists a little tighter as she brushed her thumbs against their skin. "Are you gonna want to take care of me then?"

Ike had been glancing at the ground, all too aware of people walking by them. For the most part they were being ignored but glancing and seeing the look on Ames' face has them frowning. They hate that look and they hate more being the reason for it. Pulling her arms off their neck and having them in between the two of them. They let go of one but keep a firm grip on her other wrist, it takes all their concentration not to just yank her behind them. Focuses on tugging her gently to follow them, feeling frustrated and knowing how impatient they get when they're like this. It takes a second before they spot an outdoor seating area, grateful when the door closes behind them and muffled the sound of the party. Glancing at her, there eyes flicker down to her wrist, realizes they're gripping harder than they'd like.

Letting go they shift back to lean against a wall, hands flexing at their side, "Sorry," they mumbled. For a moment all they can hear is their own racing heart and blood pumping in their ears. Catching her gaze they're still frowning before asking, "What's your worse? What's so bad you think it's gonna make me run for the hills?" There's another beat before they're moving over to her, cupping her face in their hands and kissing her, because fuck it. They know they're all over the place but the thought that this was their one chance had won out. "I like you, ok? I like you enough that I don't want to see you freaking out when I have bad day. When I start yelling and breaking my shit," they paused thumbs brushing along her cheeks, "You already gotta walk on eggshells around your family, I don't want you to be like that with me."

[kqrosez]

Hello!! I hope You get this in good health!! I’m here to request tanjirou reacting to his S/O (female or gender neutral is okay!) going from being angry and such while fighting a demon (with him) to worried and over-protective whenever a stray animal gets in the middle of the fight!

Ike holding a cat in their arms while evading all the attacks from the demon to make sure the cat is away and safe from them,,,

sorry, this is a bit long!!! ^^; thank you!!

Hello!

Thank you for requesting something to me. Hopefully, this request will turn out to be the thing you wanted it to be.

Tanjiro reacting to his s/o protecting a stray anime in the middle of a battle.

The two of you were assigned to go to a mission together. You guys were really happy about that.

According to Tanjiros crow, the place you two were sent off to was a nearby village, which was also known to have lots of stray-animals live in it.

You both love animals, so hearing the news got the two of you all excited.

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You both arrived safely at the village and talked to the locals there, asking them for more information regarding the “late-night-noises” and the “nighttime run-aways”.

Many of the villagers blamed the stray-animals for those “unbearable noises”. They also mentioned that because of those noises, some people were trying to leave the village as well during the nighttime.

But, you both already knew what was truly going on here.

The “unbearable noises” were the sounds of a demon and that thing was also responsible for the disappearances of some people.

Well, getting all this information surely took lots of time for you both, so now , it was nighttime.

You two were slightly worried, worried of what will happen now, since you didn’t exactly know from where the demon was gonna come out from. What would happen if the it was already feasting on someone?

But, your worries were for nothing, because the demon already showed itself on its own.

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The Fight wasn’t easy , but it also wasn’t hard either.

Yet, it still managed to get you all roughed up.

You were visibly furious and tanjiro was aware of that.

You were using multiple forms of your breathing to try and put a quick end to the life of that demon.

But of course, the demon fought back and that drove you mad.

Shouldn’t it feel bad for playing with the lives of other people? What joy does it receive? Who does that thing think it even even is?

The more you thought of it, the more aggressive you became and that clearly had a huge influence on your looks and attacks.

You were at least 2x faster than before, your veins were popping out of your forehead and you were purposely getting more and more brutal with your hits.

Tanjiro, who was also fighting the demon with you, wasn’t too suprised at first.

This wasn’t your first time going on a mission together, so he pretty much knew that you would eventually get furious, but he couldn’t judge you for that because he was also on the edge of raging.

He couldn’t lie to himself and say that he didn’t have the same exact thoughts as you.

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As the fight continues, you and tanjiro get more and more exhausted by each passing second.

Yet, that didn’t stop you from slowing your attacks down, neither did it help you to calm yourself down.

Honestly said, you didn’t even think that anything would be able to calm you down in this mere moment, other than ending the life of that demon.

But.. to your suprise, there was “something“ that managed to wash away your anger in one second.

Just as you were about to launch an attack to the demon, your eyes catched the glimpse of something moving and that “something” wasn’t too far away from the demon.

After a few seconds of analyzing that “something”, you realized that it was a stray cat.

You became visibly worried, what if that cat were to become the next victim of that demon? You couldn’t let that thing do that. You must save the cat!

Tanjiro also had the same thoughts as you this time, yet he didn’t how to properly save the cat.

Unlike Tanjiro, you knew exactly what to do in order to save the animal.

You had to quickly ran up to it and grab it, you didn’t care if that demon would hurt you on the process.

So, without saying a word to Tanjiro , you instantly ran towards the cat.

Just as you were about to kneel down to grab it, you heard something launching right at you from above.

You thought of the worst and didn’t try to fight back, because your main priority right now was to save the cat, not yourself.

To your amazement, tanjiro seems to have ran after you and has now blocked the attack for you, meaning that he probably saved your life.

Right after that, you two quickly jumped back in order to create some distance between you two and the demon.

Unfortunately, the demon wasn’t having it and started to assault you both again.

You, while holding the cat on your left arm, managed to dodge all the attacks which were aimed at you.

You also launched some attacks right after it, while trying your best to protect the cat more than yourself.

Tanjiro was watching you and it was safe to say that he was truly amazed.

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When the both of you first encountered the cat, he smelled your anger instantly disappear.

He was shocked at first, but quickly realized that it might be because you have a soft spot for animals. He was glad that you weren’t mad anymore, since being mad for a certain amount of time can harm your health.

But, the next move you did almost gave him a heart attack. Why would you just run up to the animal , while knowing that the demon was one feet behind it? Didn’t you care for your own life anymore?

He got worried and followed you, just so he can save you incase the demon would try to do something.

He was really glad that he made the decision of following you, who knows what would’ve happened if he wouldn’t have done that.

Don’t get him wrong, he’s happy that you’re ready to sacrifice your life in order to save the life of someone else, but he would also wish that you wouldn’t let yourself get killed by an easy attack.

He was astound by you when he saw you dodge all the attacks from that demon , while holding the cat on your other arm.

The same goes out for when you were fighting back, infact he even thinks that you were acting like a badass during that moment.

It just looked so cool when you were effortlessly unleashing your breaths to that demon, while also managing yourself to hold the cat on your other arm.

Shortly put, you just made him fall for you harder than before. You also got yourself a Number 1 Fanboy.

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The fight continued for a few more minutes, during that time , you made sure to keep the cat safe in your arms, so it wouldn’t try to run back to where it came from.

After you and tanjiro successfully beheaded the demon , you decided to take the cat with you on your way back to the butterfly estate.

On your way back, Tanjiro made sure to bombard you with compliments. He wouldn’t stop calling you a brave swordswoman for doing the thing you did.

When you two arrived at the butterfly estate, everyone in there fell in love with the cat, well everyone , except Shinobu. She has a huge dislike against animals with fur.

Nonetheless, she still accepted the idea of keeping the cat, but she also made it clear that she will not be the one to take care of it and that therefore, Kanao , Aoi and you will be the owners of it.

You were the one in charge of giving the cat a name, since you also were the one who found it.

So, you decided to name the cat “wisteria” , you thought that it was a pretty name for a pretty cat.

Both Kanao and Aoi loved the name aswell, so now , it was official.

The Butterfly estate got a new member now! A beautiful cat named “wisteria”

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Thank you for reading!

I Hope you enjoyed it.

If I have made any mistakes, please let me know.

[meowzfordayz]

(standard) driving

Author’s Note: continuing the theme of 🚗driving🚙… (traffic — car and traffic — motorcycle).

(standard) driving

Hashibira Inosuke x Reader, Kamado Tanjirou x Reader, Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader, Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader

Word Count: ~2,400

CW: mild sexual content

~faqs~

Hii hello hiya I’m a snob who knows how to drive a standard (aka a stick shift aka a manual transmission) 😇😂

Inspo to write this blossomed while driving makes sense lmao

Fun fact !! I learned how to shift gears in a dream !! ⚙️

Ik, Ik that sounds like a lie, but hear me out !!

Until this dream, I understood the technicality of shifting (like, how it ~works), but couldn’t figure out the perfect balance between gas and clutch (basically, if you use too much of one or the other at the wrong time, then your car shuts off lololol)

Similar to how you can follow a recipe, but that doesn’t mean your final product will look/taste like the photo in the cookbook 

But in my dream, I had the awesome immunity of being in a dream, so I was just… driving a standard ?????

Also, I have vivid dreams 😅

The next time I drove a standard, I only shut off (aka “stalled”) the car twice !! 🥳

Beforehand, I essentially couldn’t drive through an intersection w/o stalling oopsie

P.S. I live in the US where standard cars are relatively uncommon

Def just doesn’t get it

Until he gets it

If that makes sense?

You clench your jaw every time he stalls your engine

Bc Inosuke Hashibira you will buy me a new car if you wreck my baby 😡

He doesn’t need to learn how to drive a standard

But he wants to, and it’s highkey impossible to refuse the man when he whines and whines and whines until you cave

Also becomes super clingy

Which would be cute if you weren’t aware of his ulterior motive

Tbf, you’re not against him learning in general

You’re just dismayed that it has to be w/ your car

“I made it around the block!” Inosuke exclaims, turning to you for a high five as he pulls into your quaint parking spot

“Yes, yes you did.”

You know you should be more supportive, buuut you’re also unsure if stalling around the block counts as making it around the block 😬

—Stalling typically creates slight forward movement

“I want a reward,” Inosuke smirks, chest puffing

You raise an unimpressed eyebrow as he taps his cheek

“A kiss from milady?”

You lean over, quickly pecking his cheek, throwing in a pinch to his earlobe for good measure

“AHH!” *cue dramatic flailing* “Assaulting the driver is dangerous [y/n]!”

“We literally aren’t even moving,” you deadpan

“Well, I could change that!” Inosuke shifts into reverse, determined to get revenge for your mischief

Moments later, and he’s stalled a few feet from his original position

“Did you feel at least a little threatened?” he asks hopefully

—THIS IS ALL A JOKE OFC, BC YOU BOTH KNOW HE CAN’T DRIVE A STANDARD FOR SHIT 😝

—No horseplay when actually driving pls and ty 

“Nope.”

“I need another reward,” he pouts

“You need to park my car,” you retort, “This is torture, and I’m hungry.”

Inosuke snorts

Shoots you a long, long, lonnng glare

Aaand does exactly as you asked

Bc

He wants to be able to continue practicing w/ your car which means not irritating you too much

He’s hungry too

He’s impatient af

He’s whipped teehee

Like, guess how long that entire practice sesh was

Maaaybe 10 mins ??

Part of the reason you’ve entertained his “lessons” for so long is bc they themselves don’t last very long 🤫

If he ever figures it out (it being how to drive a standard)

He ~eventually does

Then you’ll certainly be proud of him

Miiight even let him drive your car solo every so often

But he’s far, far, far away from earning that reward

Ohmygosh poor Tanjirou would try his absolute hardest 🥺

Like, he’d read all the wiki pgs

Watch all the YouTube vids

Mime out the movements in his spare time

But bby, that can’t prepare you for the real deal

Ofc, he already has his license, so he doesn’t need to know how to drive a standard

But you’re just so fricking cool, and he wants to be like you 😎

When he asks you to teach him, you immediately agree bc: why not ?? He’s a decent/responsible automatic driver 

Plus, nothing like bonding while teaching someone to drive… riiight?

—Raise your hand if you’ve ever cried while learning to drive 😶

—My hand is raised btw

So you drive out to a secluded, large parking lot together

And let him give it a go !!

—I mean, there’s really no other way to start ??

—It drives #pun intended me crazy how when learning to drive—automatic AND standard—you just kinda go from verbal/visual/written instructions to… suddenly you’re in the driver’s seat… driving ?!

It takes him 3 mins to start the car

Which, 3 mins isn’t necessarily a long time

But yanno how long it usually takes to start a car?

Maaaybe 3 secs ??

“Tan, babe, you’ve gotta push the clutch all the way down.”

“[y/n],” he swears he’s not gritting his teeth, he swears, “I am pushing the clutch all the way down.”

You can’t help the giggle that escapes you, winking at him as you quip, “Ah, yes, and that’s why I’ve heard the engine start.”

Your patient, beautiful, intelligent Tan growls

“THIS IS HARD.”

You burst out laughing, short, sharp gasps as your nose crinkles amusedly, mostly bc you know he isn’t frustrated w/ you

“Not helping,” he mutters, rolling his eyes as he jabs his foot at the clutch again, “See! It’s all the-”

*insert engine turning on noises here, bc I’ve no idea how to onomatopoeia an engine hah*

“You did it!” you beam #pun intended, “Now, don’t take your fo-”

The engine stalls

“I took my foot off,” Tanjirou mumbles sheepishly

You pat his shoulder kindly, rubbing condoling circles into his cotton shirt, “Yeah, you did.”

“How long did it take you to feel safe driving a standard?”

“A couple months?” you shrug, “I didn’t practice regularly.”

“Can we practice regularly?” Tanjirou asks, almost shyly, aware of boring this must be for you

“Hm… teaching-you-to-drive-stick dates instead of normal dates?” you poke his cheek playfully

He catches your hand, an anxious gesture, brushing his mouth against your knuckles, a stutter of vulnerability in his stare as he glances over at you

“I promise to take you on the best date,” he murmurs, “When I’m able to drive us there, in your car.”

“Any date with you is the best date,” your tone softens, lungs constricting at the hidden confession—fear—in his statement, “And babe, I choose to be here,” you squeeze his thumb, bringing it to your lips, pecking it gently, “I choose to be with you.”

“I choose you too,” he whispers, bracing himself as he lowers his foot to the clutch once more, “YOU BETTER PURR.”

🤭

Miraculously, you hear the engine purr rev

…

You’re panicking now, bc-

What if he ends up associating shouting at your car w/ it cooperating ????? 😳

Not to create any discourse

#unpopular opinion

But I lowkey hc Kyojuro to just never quite grasp driving a standard 👀

I don’t hc him to be idiotic !!

Lmao

But driving a standard isn’t for everyone

And it’s def not for him

There’s an ease and convenience to driving an automatic

Not to call Kyojuro lazy

—I swear all this trash talk is accidental 😭

—I ❤️‍🔥 Kyojuro very, very much

But he just doesn’t understand the necessity of learning to drive a standard

That, or he’s ashamed that he can’t figure it out 🙃

“Are you suuure?” you bat your eyelashes at him, dangling your keys cheerfully

“[y/n],” he smiles widely, shaking his head slightly at your enthusiasm, “I am sure. I have yet to run into a situation where I desperately found myself wishing I knew how to drive a standard.”

You grunt, displeased with his response, shoving your keys unceremoniously into your pocket

“Ah, love, you know it is not personal.”

“I know,” you nod matter-of-factly, “But I just feel badly knowing you’re missing out on so much fun!”

He laughs, heartily, at your brazen attempt to ~manipulate him

“There is not much fun in struggling to turn on your car, to drive your car, to stop your car, and to park your car,” he shudders exaggeratedly, “And I cannot fathom starting on an uphill.”

—Briefly recall: “perfect balance between gas and clutch (basically, if you use too much of one or the other at the wrong time, then your car shuts off lololol)”

—It’s muuuch harder to achieve that perfect balance when starting on an uphill

“You just need practice,” you grin, reaching for his shirt’s buttons

“Love…” he’s guarded and intrigued

“M’cuddling,” you declare, nose nestling into his clavicle as you press yourself against him, one hand clutching #pun intended his shirt, the other draped loosely around his waist

“You do not give up that quickly,” he mutters in suspicion, even as his arms follow suit, snug on your hips as he tucks you into his chest

“Well, I give up,” his muscles muffle your defeat, your eyes closing as he scratches softly along your waistband

“I apologize, love.”

Kyojuro’s adamant about his reluctance to drive a standard

But he does feel guilty for rejecting your excitement

After all, you don’t badger him ~too often

“No need,” you pat his shoulder adoringly, “I’m sorry for being pushy.”

“You are never pushy,” he states firmly, his fingers pausing, gripping, at your hips, “I appreciate your determination and positive intent.”

“But not enough to give it another try?” you hold your breath, hopeful

Hope that plummets as fondness rumbles in the hollow of Kyojuro’s throat

“Not even close to enough,” he pinches your side teasingly, eyes narrowing in delight at your yelp

“You’re being meeean,” you whine, beginning to regret your decision to willingly surrender yourself into his embrace

“And you love me,” he slips a warm hand under your jaw, tilting your bright stare to meet his affection

“Yeah,” you’re breathless, eyes dropping to his tender mouth, faint smirk curving your own, “Despite your fatal flaw.”

Kyojuro devours any further quips, content to have a fatal flaw, his lips familiar, demanding, of sweet mint and delectable oak—at home against yours

So what if he can’t drive a standard?

He gets to love you

And be loved by you

Which, in his opinion

Is beyond enough

You’re super excited to teach your darling Sanemi how to drive a standard !!

Like, I’m so awesome!

Bc so often you feel like only he’s teaching you

Not that you mind !!

You’re curious, lively, eager 😌

And he appreciates your patience, ambition, stubbornness

Reminds him of himself when he’s not being/feeling grumpy

But just as it’s nice to give and take in relationships

You’d like to teach him a bit more too, a sense of falling behind soaked into your proud demeanor

Thing is…

He’s suspiciously good at it ??

“it” being driving a standard

Sanemi’s not really a car geek, and he promised he’s never driven a standard before

Sooooo why are you such a freaking natural? you bite back a grumble as he turns on your car w/o any difficulty

“Where should we go?” he asks, his fingers wrapped gracefully around your steering wheel like it’s his car

“How about try and pull out of the driveway first?” you smile encouragingly, your palm resting steady on his thigh, “Let me know if you’d like me to explain the clutch and the-” gas again

You’re interrupted by the smooth reverse of your car out of the driveway, Sanemi smiling fondly at you

“Um. Do I need gas?” you practically squeak, sudden bitterness tightening your throat

“You do,” Sanemi chuckles, “Gas station it is.”

As he drives to the end of the street, blinker on to turn right, you stare blankly out the windshield, your fingernails digging unknowingly into his thigh

You’re baffled, hurt, seething

And desperately trying—failing—to conceal your churning emotions

Sanemi doesn’t comment tho, knowing you’ll communicate when you’re ready

“Don’t get out,” he murmurs gently as you arrive at the gas station

A soft gesture

He’s offering to pay for your ⛽️

“Fine. I won’t,” you’re sharper than intended, the tension in your jaw practically screaming Whatever

You notice, and ignore, his quirked eyebrow

Just as he notices, and ignores, your silence during the entire drive home

…

“That went well!” Sanemi smiles casually, handing you your keys

You refuse to move, feet glued to the passenger floor mat

He reaches to caress your jaw, intending to massage it lightly, loosen some of its tautness

You flinch

He sighs

A quiet noise

A wordless What’s going on?

“I just wanted to teach you something.”

Nonono

You’re horrified by how shaky, needy, insecure your voice is, your eyes fixated miserably on your lap as your fingers clench in embarrassment

“What do you mean?”

The sincerity of his tone only compounds the guilt aching in your skull

You open your door, legs swinging out, shoes scraping against the brittle pavement 

“[y/n],” he frowns faintly at your abruptness, still sitting in the driver’s seat

“Clearly, you already know how to drive a standard.”

You see the moment the dots connect for him: in the unbearable tenderness that smooths his expression, how he hurriedly opens his own door, is beside you in an instant

“I know how to drive a motorcycle,” he admits apologetically, crouching to your eye level, tentative hands cupping your jaw

—... most motorcycles use manual transmissions 😆

He exhales raggedly, warm concern tempered by cool relief in his eyes as you nuzzle into his touch

“You suck,” you mumble

“I know, I know,” Sanemi smiles wryly, “But you don’t,” his index finger presses to your lips, intimately shushing your protest, “I do learn from you, [y/n]. I mean,” he scowls playfully, “Look at me. I’m squishy,” he swallows thickly, stroking your cheekbones, fingertips almost trembling, “Because of you. I’m a better man.”

He isn’t exactly a wordsmith

But squishy conveys the perfect degree of reassurance, vulnerability, intimacy

Sanemi is squishy

With you

He’s calmer

More prone to laughter

A giver

He just hopes you realize, eventually, gradually, through the years

Because he’s planning on forever

With you

How much he receives—from you—in return

That he wouldn’t, couldn’t, fall in love with someone he didn’t respect, admire, trust

As his equal​