#in no way do I want a child but 😮‍💨

[lazyjellyfish300]

𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅✩‧ ˚☁︎ ⋅♡𓂃

⊱ shiu kong x fem wife!reader

⊱synopsis: an unexpected adventure on easter makes shiu realize he's ready to try for something you both have wanted for a while: a baby.

⊱words~5.1k 🌸

⊱cw: minors dni, x fem reader, age gap, smut(p in v, cowgirl, kitchen sex, little degradation+praise, daddy, cum eating, oral both receiving, fingering, creampie), fluff, bit of angst, family planning, jjk spoilers, smoking

⊱a/n: this was supposed to be finished by easter but yanno😮‍💨. i love shiu. that is all.

⊱a continuation from this universe: adopting a dog | your first date

The park is a little quieter than usual, much to your pleasant discovery on this sunny Easter morning with the vibrant smell that chases a spring shower, dewy grass, and newly bloomed flowers. 

Your heels echo just slightly against the concrete, taking slow, measured steps arm-in-arm, tucked in the permanent space you occupy next to your darling husband. 

Your pace is impeded every now and then by a large caramel vanilla swirl barrier, which is none other than your beloved mutual companion, Stella, the basset hound. Today, she's donning her new fancy lavender harness in the spirit of the springtime season. 

Shiu can't help the smile that sneaks across his face in between puffs of his cigarette as he gazes at you, beauty emanating from you as easily as the breath from your lungs, so content in your element with a cinnamon coffee, your favorite warm pastry in hand, and Stella taking her time to sniff and mark every single patch of grass she found interesting despite your little family's ritual of coming here every single Sunday, drinking in every second of this charmed life that was both the result of his own construction, and a simultaneous offering that blew into his lap from the lucky winds of fate. 

Shiu wasn't a billionaire, but in moments like these he was by far the richest man on Earth. 

---

Suddenly, your path is blocked by a different kind of intruder, and you both come to a gradual stop as they make themselves known. 

"Awww..." Shiu snuffs out his cigarette when it's a baby boy who couldn't have been older than two with big brown eyes, dressed in his Sunday best with little suspenders, towing what appears to be an Easter basket in his chubby little hand with a couple of colorful eggs rolling around in the bottom.

"You look like you're a long ways from home, bud." 

Shiu pats the top of the child's head while Stella gives him a sniff-down to which the child shivers and tries to wave a chubby hand in front of her face. 

Both you and Shiu look around apprehensively in search of his parents.

"Darling, what should we do?" You murmur, handing Shiu your coffee and your pastry when the little tyke wanders and pulls at the bottom of your peacoat, begging for uppies.

Reluctantly, you scoop him up, alarmed at how he immediately wraps his arms around your neck, nuzzling his face in your chest. "Where's his mommy and daddy?" 

"I don't know, dollface." Shiu replies, puzzled. His gaze softens as the little one cozies right on up to you as though you were his mother. His heart flutters with a pang that felt familiar, and his mind rides the wave of an unexpected tide of deja vu as he's reminded of a baby boy he once knew many years ago. 

"Let's keep going this way towards the playground. I'll bet you he came from the egg hunt." 

You two walk further down the path, carrying the new stowaway in your arms which you were beginning to admit, he was a lot heavier than you thought. 

"This is where your detective skills come in handy, honey." You look over at Shiu admiringly, pausing to adjust your hold on the youngster while you walk. 

"Nah, just a safe assumption...But sure, we can say I used my expertise to come to that conclusion." He hums, giving you an affectionate nod as he watches the little boy yawn as he gets comfortable in your arms. 

"You're doing great, baby. You're a natural." He winks, taking a small bite of your pastry.  

"Darling, that's mine! Get your own." You chuckle, trying to bump him with your hip.

Shiu dodges the maneuver, satisfied that you've got your hands too full to fight back. 

"It's called taxes, Mrs. Kong." A handsome smirk plastered on his lips. "I'll buy you another one if you're still hungry, dollface."

"Here I was about to give you all this credit." You shake your head. "You smug-." 

"Hey, watch it. There's kids present." Shiu chastises you as he gently tickles the wee one in the tummy while you hold him. 

"Oh, ho, look who's telling me to keep it PG." You hug the baby closer to your chest, shooting Shiu what you hope was an offended look. 

"What else would you have me for, sweetheart?" He grins as he feeds you a bite of your pastry while you walk. "Someone's gotta keep you in check."

Soon, you arrive where the large crowds have congregated for Easter. The egg hunt appears to be wrapping up, several parents and children with their multi-colored baskets and treasure troves of eggs in a sea of pastel among all the spring time flowers blossoming in the park. 

"Oh my God, there you are!!!" A hysterical young mother comes running up to you, and the little boy immediately lights up, reaching for his mommy. 

"Oh thank you, thank you so much!!!" She sobs, doing her best to shake your hand as she scoops her lost baby into her arms. 

"I was worried sick!! We have two other little ones we're looking after along with my sister's kids and we weren't paying attention." 

"No problem, I'm glad my wife and I were in the right place at the right time." Shiu gives a firm handshake to the father that walks up next to your group.

"You folks have a lovely Easter."

His eyes sparkle as he pats the little boy's head as he gives you and Shiu one last bashful grin. 

"Stop running your mommy ragged, little one."

You politely beam and wave goodbye at the small family as well and Shiu puts his arm around you, pulling you into his chest as you walk away with Stella padding in front of you to resume the rest of your Easter walk, his mind unable to rid itself of the image of you holding the small child. 

---

The kitchen is warm and buzzing with the rich smell of syrup, sizzling eggs, and sausage, with the mellow accompaniment of your favorite R&B record playing from the living room. 

"Something wrong, Shiu darling?" You ask as you reach around him to pick up the salt and pepper. 

You decided to be a little unconventional this year and make pancakes for dinner since you and Shiu didn't really celebrate Easter too much aside from him taking the day off. 

"Not at all." He replies as he pours the pancake batter in the griddle next to you as you work on the eggs and sausage. 

His poker face could fool anyone else but somehow you held the skeleton key when it came to unlocking anything he concealed behind that mask in the complex machinations of his beautiful mind. 

"You seem quiet tonight. You get that way when you're thinking. Or ruminating." 

His lips curl defensively into a smirk. "Yeah? Well maybe I have been thinkin'." 

"Oh, about what, honey?" You reply, curiosity piqued yet trying not to call too much attention to the matter at hand so he didn't feel like he was being put on the spot. 

"Just about our little family. About...maybe adding one. Or two..." 

"Really?" The flutter in your stomach was a bit unexpected at this revelation you didn't see coming.

It was a topic that had hung between you for a while. You both dreamed of having a child who was the both of you. You had just assumed that neither of you were in much of a rush to discuss it for fear that it would be before either of you were ready to, both at a point in your marriage where you revered one another as the top priority. 

"Yeah. I mean, look." He teases as he pours a vertical shaped pancake like a sperm onto the grill, pointed in the direction of the egg in your pan next to it on the stove.

"Even the universe is sending us messages." 

"Shiu!" You swat at him playfully that barely scratches at the surface of the shit eating grin he's wearing. 

"Don't play with our dinner! Now really, where is all this baby talk coming from, hmm?" 

Shiu flips over the sperm shaped pancake with a chuckle before he sighs. The other sharpened end of the double edged sword of being so loved, was being so known by you. 

He designed you a ring, bought you a house, gave you his last name. Hell, you stood by him on the very first date and didn't bat an eye at the ugliness of the darkest places his sins could take him to. 

You followed him into fire where most people would burn and still uttered his name, and yet, he still struggled at times with revealing the deepest parts of him the version of himself before he met you would have preferred to have kept buried.

"Do you think about having babies? With me?" He asks softly. His playfulness dissipates into something vulnerable, something courageous as he asked for something he never once thought he was deserving of. 

"Would you want a family someday, dollface?"

"Oh, darling. We're already a family." You hold his hand, and after a moment you sweep him into a hug and close your eyes, thinking long and hard about his question. 

"But yes, I've thought about it..."

Your mind remembers this morning, when you helped that little boy, and realization clicks into place. 

"This morning made you realize that you want to try, darling?" 

"Yeah...it did, angel." He answers, feeling the tension leave his shoulders gradually along with the truth he spoke, grounding himself in the small circles he traces along the slope of your back. 

"It just felt right, seeing you like that with a little one. And it got me thinking..." 

He sighs in resignation. "It made me think back to when I took care of Megumi. How little he was and how sweet it felt to be part of his life, watching him grow. Even if he wasn't mine." 

"Oh, Shiu..." You sigh, the point of your chin resting on his chest as you peer into his eyes, their expression bittersweet in a way that made him seem far off. 

"And..." Melancholy seeps into his tone, the tip of his finger traces the line of your jaw, before he averts his gaze forlornly at the floor. 

"I'm not getting any younger, sweetheart. I just don't want to let you down."

You nod as reality sinks in. Shiu was in his late forties, and if you both were being honest, his habits in particular could use a little work before you both jumped in head first to the uncharted waters of parenthood. Uncharted waters indeed whose weight you were all but ignorant to. 

Sure, Shiu knew how to care for children, but, you both knew and anxiously anticipated the heavy layer of emotional weight that comes with that biological tie that would no doubt go hand-in-hand along with the added responsibility. 

"Well, we won't know til we try, Shiu..." You murmur, closing the already scarce space between you, seeking that warmth he possessed you never could seem to go without, like a garden that repeatedly sought the rays of sun that liked to hide behind the clouds. 

The thought of Shiu being a father, a loving daddy with chubby babies on his knees gives you such an overwhelmingly positive feeling you can't quite assign words to. 

You knew what a gift he had for interacting with kids. The smiles he could earn from even the shyest children every Halloween when he and Stella would greet trick-or-treaters at the door, along with his ability to love that seemed limitless, whose tenderness constantly inspired yours to flourish ways you never imagined. 

"How many do you want?"

Shiu chuckles, keeping you close against him as he turns momentarily to flip the pancake onto the awaiting stack. "Hell, as many as you'd give me." 

"You realize that I'm doing all the hard work, right, darling?" 

"Course." He smirks. "But I'd take such good care of you that you wouldn't even notice, dollface."

You hum, fingers tickling the nape of his neck as you shift together in the kitchen in that offbeat rhythm, a weak attempt at a dance that was more like a poorly disguised excuse to always be pressed together. 

"What about traveling?" 

"Travel?" He raises an eyebrow, a bit off guard at this random point you raised of all the worries you could have picked. 

"Baby, we've damn near been around the world already. You're telling me there's somewhere else you wanna go, woman?" 

"Just making sure, Shiu." You laugh him off, attempting to turn back to the eggs that were surely about to burn. 

"Mhmm. Well, if you think of any, let me know." His eyes subtly rove over your silhouette as you turn back to the stove, your assets on full display that could instantly banish all rhyme or reason to whatever he was doing.

"But you're gonna have a baby in you by tonight so that might make it kinda difficult." 

"Shiu." You roll your eyes but your adoration is very thinly veiled by your exasperation for his antics. 

"Usually when people try for a baby, they need more time to plan. How do you know you'll knock me up in one go?" 

"It's worth a shot." He murmurs as he comes up behind you, pulling you back into his grasp that you just tried to elude. 

"And who the hell said anything about there being just one time?" 

"Umm, me." You sass him. "I'm still sore from this morning so you'll get one good one tonight, maximum. And that's if you're even lucky, darling."

You poke him gently in the chest so he knows you mean business. "And, we're about to eat dinner, so I'm definitely not going to be getting on top."

"Well damn, don't act too excited now." His thumb brushes the soft skin of your cheek as you try to hide your smile.  

"Never said I wasn't, darling. I just thought you knew me better than that."

"I do know you, angel." He leans in, voice dialing to a huskier tone. "And even if you're not on top, you're definitely going to be asking for more than one." 

"My God, Shiu. How about dinner, hmm? Can we focus on that?" 

He snickers, backing away with his palms raised in brief surrender as he finally allows you to turn your attention to the eggs (originally meant to be sunnyside up that turned into scrambled with all the ongoing distractions). 

"Fine. But back to my earlier point..." He continues, leaning on his elbow as he watches you work. 

"When all is said and done, we can still travel. Just throw the kid in the princess carrier with Stella." 

"Shiu!" You glare. "YOU can be in the princess carrier while BOTH your babies and I will be flying in first class." 

"That so?" He raises his eyebrows, leaning forward  with hands on either side of you caging you against the counter. "I'm not about to let that happen." 

"Shiu, we're in the kitchen." Your tone rings like a siren's warning with that unmistakable undercurrent of desire he knew you harbored for him at all times. 

"Wouldn't be the first time." He mutters, eager to bring that desire to the surface as his lips graze over the sensitive juncture of your neck, tongue gently poking out to skim and tease along your pulse that steadily quickened underneath the attention.

"You're a menace." You wearily sigh, but permit him to have his way for now. "I was looking forward to those sperm-cakes."

He groans as his hands make a smooth discovery of the dainty garter belt under your skirt which he slowly hikes up your thighs. 

"If you're good for me, I'll give you the real thing, how's that sound?"

A quiet snap resounds in the silence before you can answer as he releases one of the straps against your inner thigh, a pleasant gasp departs your lips and your pussy slickens from the light sting. 

"Fuck, and you know this color is my favorite..." He gets on his knees, squeezing and gripping the meat of your thighs, locked in a trance by the indents that his fingers leave behind, mouth watering as he leans in, gently sucking and nipping what skin he didn't touch, the ghosts of old marks he'd left behind from past rendezvous lay subtle in your skin that he revels like a badge of honor with all the heated memories of how they got there in the first place dashing across his mind. 

"Baby..." You groan as the soreness you experienced earlier is replaced with the tingling promise of pleasure that you're begging him to fulfill, an ache pooling low and throbbing deep inside where you need him the very most. 

"It's tender..."

"I'll make it better in just a sec..." His thumb hooks around the gusset of your panties, his cock aching at the sight of the faint stream of dribbling nectar underneath, leaving your pretty sex nice and shiny, glistening, waiting. 

"Oh, Shiu..." 

"There's my baby..." He murmurs in between flicks he tastes of your soaking warmth, the slight prick of his thin mustache against your silky folds as he delves his tongue in between them, slowly driveling and suckling your pulsing clit. 

"She's so wet, so greedy..." 

He squeezes one of your breasts, the fine gold of his wedding ring fondling your nipple and dancing in the dim light of the kitchen, echoing the twin diamonds in yours like matching constellations over your satin blouse as he throws one leg over his shoulder, undoing his slacks to start slowly pumping his cock. 

You arch your back, panting in delight as you allow the warm pleasure to let your head roll back, fingers combing into his scalp on their own accord as you let him eat you out in this new position. 

"Gonna have my pretty baby cumming on my tongue before I've even fucked her pussy, how cute..."

He moans unabashedly with such lustful inhibition every time he eats your pussy that always makes you unsure of who the act really was for. 

His hand that was squeezing your breast dances up your collar until his fingers drag down your bottom lip. 

"Wet em f'me..." 

You obey and a low growl rumbles in his chest as he stands up to watch the show, fisting his cock in his free hand while you suck the fingers of the other, keeping your lovely eyes on him for the entire duration. 

You smile as you wield what power you can seize back from him in this moment, licking and wetting his fingers in just the precise pattern he loves seeing you perform on his cock, flirtatiously batting your eyes in way so starkly innocent compared to the impureness of what was really taking place. 

His eyelids and yours are hooded as he withdraws his fingers, connected to your pouty lips in a short string of saliva. 

"Fuck, you're so filthy..." 

He captures your lips with his mouth right as he curls his pointer and middle finger deep inside you. His lips and tongue move like he was trying to swallow you whole with no other objective besides  stifling his thirst for blinding passion, leaving the heady taste of your slick in every square corner of your mouth while he caresses his fingers skillfully in a beckoning motion, coaxing more of your sweet cream into his hand before he smothers it over the heel of his palm with some gentle pressure against your clit, submerging your mind into an overpowering haze. 

"Shiu, baby..." You pant, clutching onto his arm as the warmth trickles and radiates with no control, drops of slick seeping between your slick lips like dew, greedily meeting each rhythmic jut of your husband's fingers with a measured tempo of your own.  

"Oh, so now I'm 'baby'?" He taunts as he bites his lip. "I was a menace less than five minutes ago." 

The juicy mess between his fingers makes a noise that is particularly lewd, pausing to glance down at the sticky paradise you created all for him, pride and arousal circulating through him at an astonishing rate at the sinful sight of his honey coated fingers, the arousal drenching through your gossamer panties with all the evidence, despite the fact you hadn't actually cum yet. 

"Fuck, you're so filthy, sweetheart. Getting used like this." He hisses as he eases his fingers back in, deeper this time where they hold and sweetly quiver against your g-spot. 

An' you know better than that, dollface. What's my name...?" 

"Daddy...?" A tremor flickers between your thighs that's so warm in contrast to your vision that's painted white hot in tandem with the coiling of a tightening knot that's all too familiar. 

"That's right, sweetheart. So good, baby...gonna make me a daddy too, right?" He murmurs, rewarding you briefly with a scattered trail of adoring kisses along your neck. 

"Whatever you want, Daddy. I'll give you anything if you let me cum..." 

"Yeah? Fuck, this is why I love you..." He resumes his position between your thighs, gliding his tongue to tease along the seam before he utters, 

"Go ahead and cum, sweetheart..."

He dives into your flowing sea again, wrapping and lathering that soft clit with the soothing warmth of his mouth while his fingers continue to sweetly work and massage you to that edge you desperately needed to fall over. 

For so long, he simply took the shape of whatever outward mold that the world saw him in. Not much more than a pawn, an agent, a soldier for chaos.

He had no luck when it came to matters of the heart, either. He was usually a face that stayed without a name in the morning when the allure of the nighttime wore off, pulling the trigger out of defensive habit before his heart could ever be in the pathway of the chopping block.  

But, then there was you who acknowledged the mundane things about him before the impure shadow that hung over his soul like a cloud that seemed obvious to everyone except you. 

You, a long awaited answer to a long forgotten prayer he uttered years ago in a church whose walls he thought had long forsaken him. 

You, who made him yearn for the first time to know every single thought that brewed in the mind of a beautiful stranger ever since he first clapped eyes on you.

You, whose resolve he watched crumble night after night at his own doing, much like you are right now as the dam breaks and the sea of your nectar coats his face.

It was a sight reserved and blessed for no other but him that he relishes and worships with a fervor that never dimmed since your first time together under a roof different from this one that had only felt like home to him once you crossed its threshold.

"Baby, what're you...?"  

And, like clockwork, his pants are around his ankles as you sink to your knees to get to work. His legs nearly buckle as he seizes the counter behind him, your name resounding in his throat as he found himself nearly needing to pump the brakes already from all this pressure you had built up inside him that threatens to burst like a torrent. 

You would think he would have gotten used to accepting the favor you always paid him without ever asking, but the sleek velvet of your warm mouth and glide of your sweet tongue over his cock always caught him with healthy surprise. 

Shiu feels smooth, only a little prickly in just the right amount near his bush he always kept trimmed. The mixture of salt and his woodsy cologne binds together in a heady mixture that was so blindly intoxicating that it reminded you why you loved to give him head in the first place.

You could spend forever like this, sucking his cock like this, listening to him, feeling him respond and pulse inside your mouth. Those heavy moans he never held back that breathed so low in a way that made you almost feral by now just at the sound of his normal speaking voice. 

Everything about Shiu. His love, his unequivocal loyalty and undying worship of you that kept you burning red hot, somehow conjuring up desire when you thought there was none left from the deepest parts of you in such a raw way that never existed with anyone else.

"Fuckkkk, fuck..." Shiu grits his teeth after emitting a breathy chuckle, casually at war with you now as he attempts to steal back just an ounce of control as his fingers find their way into your hair as you greedily slurped along his throbbing length. 

Usually he loved the rush of nicotine, the sensual ritual of a cigarette between his lips while you gazed up at him so prettily with his cock stuffed in your mouth, but the lustful laps of your tongue keep him right where he is, for now. 

"Take me deeper, angel...I know you can..." 

His cock tickles the back of your throat, slowly stretching to accommodate him in that way you had perfected eventually.

"Holy shit-"

He nearly sees paradise before he meant to and he pulls out, hotly panting with you still in a cock drunk daze as he pulls you onto him right there on the kitchen floor. 

Normally he loved to watch you take him from behind, savor every slow rise and fall of your hips as the bitter smoke he exhaled fanned your back. 

But not tonight. 

Tonight he needs to hear you feel it, watch you take it, taste directly from the oasis of your mouth as he gives you everything you had spoken of that lead you to this very moment. 

Tonight was lined with the promise of possibly creating something new between you that stood out from all the rest, every moment slowly burning into memory he tries his damnedest to commit among the countless others you had shared together. 

His chest heaves, salt and peppered grey revealed in that gorgeous trail down his stomach as you quickly undo the buttons of his dress shirt while he pumps his cock, blossoming red at the uncut tip with all the love he was so eager to release, rubbing a slow love letter into your clit while he moves your lace panties to the side, before he enters you perfectly in one slick shove. 

Perhaps a reason lingering behind all the passion he unleashed on you was fear. His hands bore the blood of his numerous transgressions and yet, someway, somehow, heaven still afforded him an angel like you. 

A goddess plucked from the clouds and seated on your throne of your most devoted follower, shedding deliverance on him in the form of your love translated into every celestial roll of your hips that only came with the seamless condition of him loving you in return. 

It was a miracle that no doubt was irresistible to the cruel tricks of fate that could snatch you away at a moment's notice if he got too used to the idea that he could ever be worthy of more than the hollow shell of a twisted man that he resigned himself to. 

He groans and his eyebrows twist with the swelling in his chest that festers with an ache that only arrives with the heavy feeling of loving so intensely. 

"Mine..." He seems to say with every powerful snap of his hips to meet where he fit so divinely inside you. 

"Yours..." You seem to echo right back as you take and take, clenching and hugging around him in a strategic sequence that makes you see the whites of his eyes and his grip on you loosens as he practically cums all at once, tension and worries banished from his body like they never had a home there. 

Simply watching him isn't good enough and you close off the distance remaining between your lips, intertwining your souls in every possible way you could in this intimate scene of veneration that passionately unfolded in this love nest you built together. 

"So fuckin' close, angel. Don't stop..."

His balls slap against your ass in filthy echoes, ignoring the hardness of the tile floors as he thrusts with possessive urgency. The shade of his eyes somehow darkening even more like a night void of any constellations that would eternally chase the cosmos embedded in yours. 

You ride him eagerly, meeting every last one of his movements halfway to hit every last spot inside you that made you tremor in ecstacy, his hands seemingly unsure of where to go in frantic exploration and appreciation of every square inch of you available to his touch. Your breasts, your thighs, the glistening apex of your clit just above where he ended and you began. 

He has no fucking clue if tonight will be successful in getting you pregnant, but right now he needs to fuck you as if he already was. 

It shifted into a form of deeper meaning, an untouched layer of your bond you unlocked together just when you thought the profoundness of your connection had already been surpassed.

A white picket fence to Shiu seemed more distant with every passing year until your love dared him to dream otherwise. You reawakened that idea that he could be deserving of a love that long alluded him.

A connection that had not perished in his first love that he lost as a young man after all. A love that gives without thinking, believes without seeing, and happens like breathing.  

A love that completely shatters him as he drains all of it inside your womb, slamming you down to the hilt of his cock and holding you steady with a soreness you'll just have to contend with in the morning as the river of salty cum spills and soaks your insides. 

"Shiu..."

"C'mere..." He licks into your mouth as he kisses you deeply with the tender seal of the finishing act but with no intentions to part from you soon. 

He smirks, tiredly pulling away to look up at you when he feels that familiar, gentle pulsing around his softening cock he knew you only did on purpose. 

"Our chances are better the more we do it..." You whisper, and he groans as he submits to your command with his hands behind his head, fumbling around in his pants pocket that lay in a pile next to him, pleased to discover an unused smoke, lighting it as you slowly begin to ride him again in the kitchen, a smug feeling of satisfaction in his belly knowing you proved him right earlier in asking for another round. 

But, for now, he'll sit back and just admire the slow dance of tonight that was far from over, the timeless way the smoke hangs in your beautiful eyes as you make love to him again, praying it will translate into a blessing nine months later if the stars are kind to you both. 

---

[sugarwarachan]

toji’s breeding kink is canon at this point but holy shit nothing prepares him for how much he loves to sit behind you and cradle your belly in his hands. he’s gotta offer you some relief after all, given how fucking big his kids tend to be. you’re always complaining about how heavy you feel, how full, and he has to turn his ears off at that point because he’ll bend you over the nearest surface and work at fucking another one into you if you keep saying shit like that. you shift against him, a small shiver trailing down your spine as the weight of your belly shifts briefly away from straining your lower back. “feel good, mama?” he says into the side of your neck, tongue skimming over your thrumming pulse. “s’cute how your pussy clenches whenever i call you that.” a blush tears across the back of your neck. you scoff. “how could you possibly know?” he almost laughs; you’re moaning and shivering in his arms, what else would you be but dripping? “bet she’s already gushin’ huh?” he tilts your head back to look at him smirking down at you. “love how sensitive you are like this,” he says, teasing you with the tip of one thick finger until you’re trembling and squealing and begging for his cock. (he gives it you after you ask for another kid)

[victoryai]

SOLAR RETURN SATURN 🪐 IN THE SOLAR RETURN HOUSES...... 🏠.

😮‍💨SATURN IN 1ST HOUSE: I'm not gonna sugarcoat it for you darling 🍃this is a year to be serious! You need to be responsible for yourself and probably for others too💪. This is either gonna break and remold you or break and destroy you!(especially if Saturn is debilitated). It however indicates that you're maturing and therefore you need to stand on your own. This placement alone makes this year"not so fun". Wake up babe!

Second scenario is start YOU decide to fix your life. You wake up early , you plan your day, you quit smoking , you pray to God , you get a job, you eat healthy and you mind your bizness!!. You decide to train yourself to be a better person🎯fr.

😩SATURN IN 2ND HOUSE: Why does Saturn want you to be a penny-pincher 😭 WTF. This year brings difficulties related to finance and money. The might be a sudden loss of money, or your source of income becomes stiffened up. For example, maybe you depend on your Husband for money because you don't work and then suddenly he loses his job. I urge you to save up before entering into this year. It may also be that you have to work harder this year to provide for yourself or family . Or it rather shows you being more conservative/stingy with money or deciding to save for your future. Try to be happy and not keep a low self esteem.

🤐 SATURN IN 3RD HOUSE: Frequent travels will drastically reduce this year, it might have you cancelling trips or going on stressful journeys that you don't want to. You talk less or might be in confusion if you plan to learn something new. You might be at loggerheads with your siblings, cousins, neighbors etc or you might be responsible for either of those this year. They might be hurt coming from your siblings or they're away from you and you can hardly communicate with them.

😓SATURN IN 4TH HOUSE: phew 😔 this year brings responsibility attached with family members. You might have to move in with a family member or a family member moves in with you. Whichever way, it causes discomfort to both parties 😓 or you might move to a house you don't like, incur losses in real estate or because of family members. Apart from the physical effect, this placement is emotionally uncomfortable 😣 and draining too. You don't know how to process your emotions because you're having a number of 'em anger, sadness, pain, happiness, hope, everything just seems to collide in your heart. Sometimes you hold back yourself from crying 😭 but when you do, it's uncontrollable 😔. I'm sorry.

😐SATURN IN 5TH HOUSE: There's this kinda boredom 😭 that makes you feel like nothing excites you sometimes. Sometimes, it feels like people don't see you as attractive. You don't feel like having fun this year😔. Another scenario is that you might newly be a parent(which might not be something you want at the time) thus you have the responsibility of another human being (your kid of course) on. your shoulders . Maybe you have to stop work or all the fun activities you used to do or you have to pay for child support. Another scenario is that you find it difficult to have kids or something bad happens to one of your kids.

I'm sorry 😔.

🤕SATURN IN 6TH HOUSE: This is the WORKLOAD placement, you might really have a lot on your plate, tight schedules and all . Working till you're too exhausted to move an inch. Having issues with Boss and colleagues at work place, doing most of the work. Another scenario is that you might be really sick 😷 it might be chronic and really impact your health. Another scenario is that you have to render service to a sick person (involuntarily) or someone who needs help or you might also be involved in community service

😬SATURN IN 7TH HOUSE: First scenario is that you have a hard time getting along with people or people don't find you friendly or sociable. You might just decide not to have new relationships this year and just keep to yourself. Might indicate a strain in an important relationship. Second scenario is that you may finalize a romantic relationship, I mean you decide to take it to the next level like getting engaged or married or maybe...... you guys breakup this year ouch 😬. Sorry.

😤SATURN IN 8TH HOUSE: This year you might decide to take a break from forming deep relationships with people and decide to be free from intimacy, or it might be that you start a joint account with someone else which might be eating into your funds and draining you. Or rather become responsible for other people's money or property or have inheritance handed down to you with much difficulties and procedures. Slowly but surely there is a long lasting transformation ahead.

🤧SATURN IN 9TH HOUSE: If you're a student or someone involved alot in education then you might need to be extra careful in anything pertaining to that. Sudden obstructions or blockages are common in school life with this Sr placement , stressful times in school, missing exams, losing school work and all.

Another scenario is that your plans on travelling are being obstructed. Problems with your visa getting approved or renewing your travel documents, having long stressful journeys, having issues with your mentors and teachers, contemplating if you have right beliefs or if your religion is the right path, or even people criticizing your beliefs or knowledge.

😏SATURN IN 10TH HOUSE: This is also another placement for responsibility to your work and career this year. Creating a solid public image is important this year as well as performing all your duties at work. It might also show that you're taking public Life more seriously and getting recognized by people but with that comes haters yk and people who seek to put you down. Plus you might also get promoted and your workload increases.

😕SATURN IN 11TH HOUSE: This Sr placement brings strained friendships or your friend community, like being the bad egg among your friends or feeling left out or struggling to make friends . Having a very close friend leave you physically or emotionally, getting picked on online or might even point to building a name for yourself online then you have the haters pop in to say hi 😏. Fighting so much for a higher goal.

😵‍💫 SATURN IN 12TH HOUSE: This Sr placement proves to be helpful if you're seeking to break away from bad habits and addictions like drugs because it places an obstruction at that delulu version of you. It might also be negative in a way that you feel attacked my fate or by forces or negative energy that you cannot comprehend like the lurking of badluck. Might make you depressed or isolated from the world. There's a possibility of jail term!😲.

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Pairings: G!p Assasin Minji x f!reader!

Warnings: dub-con, somno,slight non-con at first, Assasin minji, knife play, degrading, pet names, p in v, unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap your Willy), slight breeding at the end, cervix fucking, mention of pregnancy, kinda kidnapping at the end, not proofread, just filthy smut!!

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Jwans note: huh😮‍💨 after a month of not posting, it was difficult to actually start writing and I felt ashy and dry.🫣 but my long ass summer break started, so I will be posting more (yayy), I’m going to a trip with my friends in few days so YIPPEEEEE😍😍I’m so excited (uwu)👁️👅👁️

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Minji was good at her job, or that’s what she could say, extremely good. Don’t you get fooled by the sweet plump lips, gorgeous smile that made everyone forget about their worries or the eyes that stared at you so delicately. To say that at first when you meet her you’d think she’d work on those cat cafes, kindergarten teacher or a major that inquired art would be an understatement.

The plot twist is that the most innocent and dreamy looking people turn into the most twisted and full of secrets individuals. The ones that you’d look at and think ‘no way they would do that?!’. But like the famous George Eliot said “don’t judge a book by its cover.” applied in most situations.

Minji worked as a professional assasin, she took 47 people down without an ounce of effort, the police tried to investigate those cases, but the outcome would always be a hair gripping disappointment. Nonetheless the only hope the police always had was the small ‘Mj’ that was slowly tatted into the victim’s skin with probably a dagger or an extremely sharp blade. They tried to see possible nail scratches, DNA, fingerprints, they even tried to look at the security cameras but there was no sign of anyone entering or leaving, it was like she appeared out of nowhere and disappeared into thin air.

Minji did not like the idea of being under someone's authority or taking orders from anyone. She preferred to work for herself and to be her own boss. However, on occasions, she would consider offers that came with a filthy payment. And that’s what happened with you.

There was this guy who came to Minji and told her he will give her a horrible amount of money if she can take you down. From what she heard from that guy is that you were some really famous and wealthy man’s daughter, and an only child. Your father had a company and by that company he hid his illegal business like money laundering, drug producing, tax evasion and bribery. And to what she also heard is that your dad had stolen money and refuses to give it back to the guy who came to her and that’s why he wanted to get a revenge from your father.

Minji has figured out your schedule with her ways and planned a day when you'll be very busy and tired, so you'll go straight to bed. This will make Minji's job much easier.

Minji wore baggy jeans and a long sleeved black shirt to avoid any suspicion. She let her hair loose to make her features appear more unrecognizable and she had black mask in her black tote bag to wear once she’s in your apartment and in case you’ll wake up.

She tip toed to your apartment building. The building was very minimalistic compared to what she heard who your dad was and how filthy rich you are. She expected a whole apartment building just for you to live in. But it turned out that you lived in an apartment which had families, students and office workers, like any apartment.

She pressed the elevator button and soon she stepped inside. She looked for number ‘12’ and soon she found it. The elevator was pretty fast and it wasn’t long till she was in her desired floor.-Her eyes traveled to all of the doors, in search for the apartment ‘47’. She later stood in front of the door, the lock getting destroyed by her and the door opening. A dark hall getting exposed to her eyes. She timidly and slowly walks in, taking in every little detail.

The hall was soon done and she was met with a closed door by her right, this was where your room could be since all of the other doors of the apartment were open and this was the only door closed.

She quietly opened the door being met with a laying figure, blanket draped over your thighs and lower abdomen while your upper body was exposed to cold air. The moon shining through the window making a dainty and delicate silhouette appear on the wall.

You were in a deep void, so out of this world, too deep in sleep to wake up anytime soon. Your breathing was soft and almost soundless while your chest was inhaling and exhaling slowly.

She was so fascinated by the sight she almost forgot her mission, she felt a rush of blood down her member, her pants feeling way too tight for her liking. She was ripped back to reality when you changed your position, now laying on your back.

She walked closer to your bed, admiring you now from so close. Taking in the little details, she couldn’t adore from far there. She noticed how the cold air made your nipples poke from your silky black night gown. The way the blanket was so down that your thighs were bare till the knees.

Since she already came all the way here, why can’t she have you at least once or maybe twice and then murder you? It would be fast and beside who can stop her, you are asleep and even if you did wake up. Would you fight her back? You can’t. She can just end you with a second. You were basically under her mercy.

She placed her bag on the nightstand before hovering over you. Her legs straddling your thighs. She slid down her slacks before tossing them across the bedroom. You had easy clothing, fast to remove or even rip. She took the hem of the night gown and lifted it till your breasts. She groaned at the sight, you had no panties on, just so easy and beautiful to use. Your perky mounds were soft and so plushy begging to be sucked and worshipped. While the hips to waist ratio was absolutely perfect.

Fuck, she had to kill such a precious and beautiful doll.

Her length was at this point so upwards, the tip angry red while spilling creamy white substance and her balls heavy and almost purple-ish.-Without any prepping or anything she slammed herself in, immediately groaning at the suck of your cunt. Your walls hugging her so tightly, almost too hard to move.

Her both hands went to your breasts, cupping them, while the pad of her thumb started toying with your nipples. Twisting and squeezing the hardened bud.

Your cunt got wetter with every thrust of her hips which made her pace pick up even more, her tip kissing your cervix with every single thrust.

The uncomfortable feeling in your lower region made your eyes flutter open, slightly contemplating is this a dream or the reality. But with every passing second the feeling got even more real and you were getting conscious back again.

When you were fully aware. You were going to let out a bloody scream but before you could even open your mouth, her hand found it way above your mouth. She didn’t stop her hips movements instead, getting even more faster.

Her other hand went to the nightstand, she was rummaging through her back and you were trying to see what she was trying to find. Your curiosity was soon replaced with fear when you saw what she was looking for.

She was looking for one of those kitchen knives in every typical horror movies.-There was soon a sinister evil smile across her face. Her dark eyes looked at your fear full ones.

“I’m not stopping doll, so you better also enjoy this, don’t cause me trouble and if you do..you know your faith.” She said while the tip of the knife was running across your skin. Hard enough to make a small scratch, but not hard enough to let out blood.

Her movements were in halt but soon she started again. She was ramming your insides, you hated to admit that it felt good, way too good.

She was pounding you like there was no tomorrow, well it kinda is true. Her hands let go from your mouth and you wish she didn’t. Now she has to hear the sounds you let for her. Then she thinks you are enjoying this.

With another hit of her tip on your cervix, you let out a loud moan, a pressure on your lower abdomen lingering there.

She chuckled darkly at the sound her tip taking the knife in her grasp.

“Turned out you were enjoying this, huh? Such a pretty little slut!” The sharp blade was running across your inner thighs the fear turning into pleasure. She slightly made the blade sink into your skin, a small bloody cut was now on your inner thighs.

The pain turned you even more on. The pain making your walls clasp around her uncontrollably. Nonetheless she continued her ramming, her tip was completely out before slamming with full force in. The cycle continued.

With the last womb fucking of her cock you reached your climax. Pleasure running through your body while squirming now underneath her.

Your pussy was squeezing her cock after your release and that made her reach her own high, she fucked you faster and with more passion now that she was close.

Without warning her essence painted your walls white, splashing right into your womb. She fucked harder through her high, you were whining and moving under her, the overwhelming feeling of overstimulation hitting you harder than ever. Her cum was now deeper, leaving you with a risk of pregnancy.

“Maybe I should keep you and just tell them I killed you? You would be my personal fuck doll!” She said before wrapping a tape right on top of your mouth, not even waiting to hear your answer.

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Curiosities

Part 2

Request: Yes or No

Summary: King Aegon keeps his word and uses his power as the king to get what he desires. His decision flips (Y/N)'s world on its axis.

Pronouns: He/Him/His, M!Reader

TW/CW: Typical GoT/HOTD warnings, mild slutshaming, implied homophobia (the Faith), mentions of child exploitation/abuse, mentions/implications of sexual and physical abuse toward sex workers, mentions of child/teen-adult relationships, takes place in S2 and while it doesn't follow the latest episodes as of currently beware of spoilers

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The members of the Small Council rose to their feet when Aegon strode into the room; uneasy glances and frowns being exchanged when they took in the skip in his step and the wide smile dangling from his lips. He had something in mind, something that most certainly wouldn't do them any good if it came from Aegon Targaryen of all people. 

"Good morrow," Aegon greeted them, setting his hands over the armrests of his chair and settling down comfortably at the end of the table. The council members tentatively sat down, dipping their heads in greeting and exchanging more glances. He raised his hand when Lord Jasper went to speak, effectively silencing the man. "Before we begin, I'd like to bring up the subject of taking an official paramour. These last few days have been... hard, to say the least, but I believe my pain has been soothed."

"Your Grace," Alicent began, her eyes fluttering shut in exasperation and chest falling with a heavy sigh. "I believe it's far too soon to be taking a mistress, much less the proper time with war brewing on the horizon. You are without an heir for the moment, so I understand the desire to-" 

"This is hardly about heirs or children, Mother." Aegon cut in swiftly, his back pressing against the chair and jaw ticking with a smidge of annoyance. "I want this. I will have this, one way or another. I am merely... informing you all." 

Clearing his throat, Maester Orwyle regarded his king with a small smile. "Perhaps knowing the name of your lover will soothe worries, Your Grace. Does she reside in the Red Keep? What house is she from? We certainly wouldn't want to bring any offense to her family during this time. Many fathers are oft' protective of their daughters and would find it insulting for one to become a mere mistress." 

"You're in luck then," Aegon grinned widely, his thumb rubbing against one of the many rings adorning his fingers. He took in the perplexed and curious looks on each of their faces, savoring their undivided attention. He swiped his tongue over his lips and reached forward toward his goblet, tilting it toward the cupbearer and listening to the heavenly sound of wine being poured. "For my lover and future paramour does not come from any noble family." He couldn't help but giggle, taking a sip from his wine. "He comes from the Street of Silk." 

Silence followed his revelation, each of the council members staring at him in complete and utter shock. His mother moved first, her folded hands unlacing so she could rub the bridge of her nose. Her eyes squeezed shut, lips rolling into her mouth to prevent any unsavory words from spilling out. Lord Jasper reached for his goblet next, drinking every last drink in it and motioning for some more while Maester Orwyle and Lord Tyland blinked at him in astonishment. 

"Y-Your Grace," Maester Orwyle stuttered, "The Faith of the Seven views the act of-"

"The Faith views incest, bastardy, and prostitution sins as well, Grand Maester. Yet many of the men sitting at this very table are guilty of at least one of these things. Besides, I am of Targaryen blood and I am the King of Westeros, am I not? My grandsire King Jaehaerys put a law in place exempting those with Valryian blood from being judged, did he not?"

Aegon's smile shifted from genuine into a more daring one, his eyes burning into those of Maester Orwyle and any other council members who felt bold enough to look in his direction. "My word is law."

Alicent's eyes fluttered open and she leaned back in her chair, casting a glance at the rest of the council members. "Think of what you are asking-"

"I've made my decision, Mother." Aegon interrupted once more, smirking at the way she clenched her jaw, and turned his head to study his newest Hand, Ser Criston. The knight straightened up, ever so loyal, and Aegon smiled brightly. Finally, someone who wouldn't object. "I have some orders for you, Ser Criston."

Digging his teeth into the warm loaf of bread he'd been given, (Y/N) walked along the gravelly, muddy road in the direction of the Street of Silk. His breakfast had been a gift from a patron who frequented the brothel, one of the few good things of working where he did. Lavish gifts were expected from nobles who could afford whatever they desired, though they more often than not merely dressed their favorite workers up like little dolls.

The smallfolk could hardly compare but they provided the more necessary gifts; food, drinks, materials. It hardly had anything to do with genuine love or care, and more so the simple desire of holding the gift over his head, but (Y/N) would never be in a position to ignore free food.

Madam Sylvi had long stopped providing him with anything other than a place to bathe and sleep, claiming he was no longer a babe and had to provide for himself just as the rest of the smallfolk. She was a good madam, better than most brothel owners, and she tried to take care of all the women and men she took under her wing, but she couldn't be everywhere at once; and she couldn't kick out every patron that grew bolder or more sadistic. 

His eyes dragged away from the light gray clouds rolling overhead as he stepped into the Street of Silk, the sound of pleasure and music filling his ears from brothels accepting patrons. Eager men bustled up and down the street, jeering at those lingering by their respective brothels in hopes of enticing one to come inside. But still, things seemed more oddly quiet than usual, (Y/N) noted, and he soon realized why when he noticed the elegant carriage waiting outside of Madam Sylvi's brothel. 

Ripping the bread in his hand apart, he tossed one piece toward the child sitting in an alleyway, his ribs visibly showing throw his thin layer of dirty, ripped clothes. The child sprang to his feet and dug eagerly into the bread, his eyes lighting up with newfound life.

As (Y/N) shoved the rest of his bread into his mouth and quickened his step, he hoped one act of kindness would spare him later. He swallowed down the food, throat itching for water, and stopped by the large double doors where a fellow brothel worker stood by.

His lips parted to question her on the carriage but he winced when he noticed the darkening bruise on her cheek, staring near the corner of her lip and ending near her eye. Hardly seemed like an accident. Alise brushed her fingers over the purple skin, her dark eyes slightly watering and her nose scrunching up in pain.

"Was it Felir again?" He asked instead with a gentle sigh, taking a step toward her and sweeping back some of her blonde hair. 

"Always is." She responded with a sigh of her own, dropping her hand down toward her chest where her dress plunged enough to show most of her cleavage, finger hooking to drag it down even further. "He pays too well to be thrown out, though. I hear he's grown tired of his new wife now that she's grown heavy with child. I'm certain we'll be seeing him around more often when the babe comes."

"I'm sorry."

"You mustn't be." Alise dismissed with a wave of her hand. "Be thankful he has no interest in boys, otherwise he'd do a whole lot more than what the Targaryen's done to your neck." She reached out to push back the hood of his cloak and dragged her fingertips over the markings on his throat, an amused grin forming on her face until she winced and touched her cheek again. 

"You should rest." (Y/N) told her, giving her arm a delicate squeeze before he pushed open one of the large wooden doors leading into the brothel. The air still reeked of smoke, sweat, and drinks despite the open window but most of the brothel had been cleaned up and ready for another round of patrons. He and the others would be given a chance to rest and eat, although when he spotted the two men in their shining silver armor and long white cloaks, he suspected his day wouldn't be the same as the rest.

The Sworn Brotherhood - better known as Kingsguards - were sworn to never own land, take a wife, or father children so they could fully focus on their duty of protecting the king and the royal family. Of course, they were still men, and despite the sworn promise to remain as pure as fresh snow, most of them were regulars at brothels; but they never sought workers out in their uniforms, much less in broad daylight. It'd be asking for swift punishment.

"Here he is, the man you seek." Madam Sylvi announced with a smile full of feigned joy that only made his stomach drop. She rose from her chair swiftly, the long skirt of her dress swishing with her movements, and she hurried over to him, her arms sliding around his shoulders and head dropping to whisper in his ear. "The King has asked for you, sweet boy. I do not know why but you must mind your step and tread lightly." Her nails dug through the fabric covering his arms. 

Aegon.

"The King has ordered your swift removal from this.. establishment so that you may settle into your new apartments in Maegor's Holdfast as his new paramour. He asks that you only take belongings of sentimental value so we may escort you to your new home as quickly as possible. He's asked of us to assure you no harm or insult will come to you for as long as he reigns." One Kingsguard spoke, his voice largely devoid of emotion and stance rigid with alert, but he shifted his weight from foot to foot. He seemed nervous, perhaps flustered. At least he attempted to appear like a Kingsguard whereas his companion blatantly ogled one of the girls until subtly elbowed.

(Y/N) looked between the two men, his fingers curling around the skirt of Madam Sylvi's dress. It'd been years since he'd last clutched to her like a child, but he felt tremendously small under the unnerving stares from the two knights. "Sylvi," He exhaled, tearing his eyes away from the knights to look at her soft features. 

"Perhaps it will be temporary, until the anxieties and worries of war pass." She soothed softly but the subtle tremble of her voice gave away her real thoughts. Paramours could be replaced, they often were, but hardly any noble - much less a king - had ever so publicly announced their new lover. "Go collect your things, (Y/N). We mustn't make King Aegon wait." 

Madam Sylvi ushered him up the stairs toward the rooms on the second floor where workers without homes to return to slept. His legs moved automatically toward his room at the end of the hall, or rather... his old room.

The idea hadn't settled in fully, not yet. He'd called the brothel home for far too many years. He'd been born in one of the many rooms he walked past; he'd raced up and down the halls whilst playing games; he'd been bathed and clothed and doted on by many in the very place he now had to leave. 

"(Y/N)!" A squeaky voice called out, soft footsteps thumping after him. (Y/N) stopped by the door into his old room, hand hovering over the doorknob and head tilting to peer down at the girl rushing toward him. Lyla collided with his leg, her arms wrapping around it and her chin resting over his hip as she looked up at him with glittering blue eyes. "Are you leaving?" 

"Afraid so, Ly." (Y/N) answered, opening the door and stepping inside the familiar room. The girl of only thirteen followed him inside, her lips forming a pout. He still remembered when her first flowering had occurred, a sign she'd become a lady. Her maidenhood had been up for auction the following month and a stout fisherman had managed to be the highest bidder. (Y/N) had been the one to clean the blood from her legs and ensure she drank moon tea. 

With a heavy exhale, (Y/N) looked over his rather plain room. He'd never given it any thought to decorate it with things from around King's Landing, for many of his fellow workers had sticky fingers and an eye for beautiful things. His bed was big enough to fit his body and his blanket thick enough to keep him warm throughout winter. There were a few potted plants around the room, something he added for some color and life. Otherwise, everything would merely be wood-toned.

"Will you visit?" Lyla asked, seating herself in the middle of his bed and tugging at the ends of her dress as she crossed her legs. Her eyes followed him as he sorted through his clothes and belongings in search of anything he'd miss, only to conclude the single item he considered valuable was the bracelet wrapped around his wrist; a simple gift from Madam Sylvi but one he held dearly. 

"I... am not sure, Ly. I will try to, if... if they allow me." (Y/N) responded, kneeling down by his bed and blindly searching until his hand bumped into the small wooden box he kept. He slipped his fingers around it and rose back up to take a seat beside the young girl, lifting the lid to reveal the glittering jewelry hidden within. Lyla gasped softly and shuffled closer. 

"They're pretty!" 

"Gifts from countless men and women, noble and smallfolk alike. I have collected and hidden them throughout the years for they are of little use to me. But, now that I am leaving... I believe you should have them. Take a few for yourself, Ly, but hide them where no other will find them. You must tell Madam Sylvi that you wish to exchange the rest for coin. It should be enough for your aunt to pay her debts and you'll never have to come here for work again." (Y/N) instructed her, digging through the jewelry until he found a thin silver necklace and clipped it around her neck.

"Truly?" Lyla asked quietly, her eyes shimmering with tears. Her fingers glided along the necklace until they curled around it, squeezing it tight in her smaller hand. 

"Truly." (Y/N) nodded, setting the box on her lap and planting a kiss on her temple. His fingers brushed back some of her black curls, a bittersweet feeling bubbling in his chest at the tears that spilled down her round cheeks. An orphaned child so desperate to remain with the last of her family that she'd shown up on their doorstep asking for a job, first as a mere servant and then into something more horrid. 

With Lyla's future looking brighter than his, he stood from his bed and took one last look at his room before venturing out into the hall and down to the first floor. The knights awaited him by the doors, the younger one of the two once again distracted by those coming and going. The one who'd addressed him straightened up at the sight of him, his gaze dropping down to (Y/N)'s empty hands and the lack of luggage. 

"I have... little of value."

"Very well." The knight cleared his throat. "We must depart for the Red Keep, then."

(Y/N) had never been in a carriage before, and he had to admit it was an odd feeling. Many of the roads leading back toward the Red Keep were bumpy and far from easy to travel. He found himself holding onto the cushioned seat beneath him as his body lurched and swayed with the bumps and light shaking of the carriage, his fingers digging into the soft fabric in a vain attempt at stabilizing himself. How lords and ladies could withstand such dizzying rides was beyond him. 

When the carriage finally rolled to a smooth stop and the door on the side opened, the extent of the situation finally dawned on him. He'd never been to the Red Keep; Seven Hells, the only time he'd even stepped on the road leading up to the castle had been on his way to Fishmonger's Square.

But there he sat, in the main outer yard with the loud groaning of the main gate sliding closed behind him. He forced himself to step out of the carriage and out into the yard, the sight of servants, knights, and courtiers greeting him. 

"This way, my..." The knight trailed off and exchanged a wide-eyed look with his companion. (Y/N) was no courtier, no page or ward, no lordling with lands and titles. He was merely... a prostitute; a whore as patrons loved to call him and his friends. Everyone around them seemingly came to the same conclusion, their stares becoming scrutinizing or pitiful. 

"(Y/N)," He said quietly, tugging his cloak further over his shoulders, suddenly feeling extremely aware of how plain his clothes seemed in comparison to the courtiers lingering around. He prayed the hood covered his neck from prying eyes. "Call me (Y/N), Ser." 

The knight nodded, his helmet slipping further down his head with his movements. It seemed the new Lord Commander of the Kingsguard had chosen... a questionable lot for the job. (Y/N) dug his teeth into the tip of his tongue and lowered his head, an action that'd become second nature to him whenever he left the brothel, for drawing attention to yourself in the city was asking to be robbed or killed. It hardly helped him inside the castle, however. Those they walked by stared and whispered amongst themselves, blatantly motioning in his direction while doing so.

(Y/N) saw the look in their eyes, the way they turned their noses up and scoffed as if his mere presence brought a stain to the castle. Nobles believed themselves to be better than those who worked to provide everything they required, and it was that sense of ego that often made them the best customers; for a simple stroke of their ego had them spilling more coin than they could count. Most of them were fools, even with the high education they received, (Y/N) knew this well. Appearing timid and meek did people little favors in Flea Bottom, even less so among the nobility. 

Madam Sylvi had been right. He had to tread lightly. 

After a long walk through many hallways and staircases, the knights finally stopped before two large oak doors and simultaneously pushed them open to reveal the bedchambers within. "Your apartments... (Y/N)." One spoke rather awkwardly, vaguely motioning with his hand for him to enter. (Y/N) stepped into the room and stopped, blinking at the size alone. 

His... 'apartments' were even larger than the brothel if the two floors combined into one. On the far right end elevated by a small platform sat a luxurious-looking bed large enough to fit at the very least five people with a wooden canopy holding sheer curtains at the sides. Near the bed sat a desk with blank papers and a quill ready to be used alongside beautifully carved wooden chests for storage whilst on the opposite side stood a large closet.

In the center of the room, a beautiful rug with flower designs covered most of the floor, long couches and comfortably looking seats atop with a dining table set nearby. Lined along the walls were numerous paintings and shelves, some filled with books and others empty.

His eyes were immediately drawn to the large open window at the left side of the room that overlooked part of the city and ocean, a gentle breeze flowing in from it. Near the window sat a bronze tub on one side and a few more chairs by a fireplace on the other. Extremely extravagant, he had to admit, but far too much for a single person. His old room seemed pebble-sized in comparison. 

"I am Ser Corlin and I will be stationed outside at all times if you ever require my presence or assistance. I will follow you wherever you must go and am sworn to give my life for you if needed as King Aegon has assigned me as your Sworn Shield." (Y/N)'s brows furrowed and he whirled around to face the more talkative of the two knights, his eyes flickering to the other one when he dipped his head and left. Ser Corlin seemed a well enough protector, if not a little young. 

"Why would I need a... 'Sword Shield'?" He hardly knew what that meant, but based on Ser Corlin's words it appeared to be quite the important job. "I am merely... I am hardly important enough to need protection, Ser." 

"You are King Aegon's paramour; the only one of many to be given such attention. We cannot know for sure if any envious past lovers may wish ill upon you or if Rhaenyra the Cruel will attempt to harm you to cause our king further strife." Ser Corlin explained, shuffling aside to allow a few maids into the room. He dipped his head, providing no further information, and shut the door behind him. 

"How wonderful." (Y/N) exhaled, hands undoing the laces of his cloak and carefully tugging it off his shoulders. One maid sprang into action, collecting the cloak from his arms and looking over the muddied ends with a thoughtful look. He blinked at her, watching her dip her head similarly to Ser Corlin and slip out of the room. Were they... bowing? To him? 

"I'm Laerra," The eldest looking between the maids spoke before motioning to the other three with her. "These are Eliza, Shana, and Marya. We will be primarily tending to your needs: bathing, changing, cleaning, and fulfilling any requests you ask of us. His Grace wished for you to be changed into some of the clothing stored in the closet, if we may?" 

"I... am not a child. I can change myself." 

"It would be better if we did it for you, My Lord." The round-faced redhead, Eliza, spoke next, a hint of meekness in her voice. The usage of a title made him grimace but if it made things easier on the servants, he'd deal with it, he supposed.

Pursing his lips, (Y/N) sighed and nodded, finding no use in arguing with the customs of nobility. The maids moved swiftly; one of them filled a basin with water and warmed it by the fireplace, another fetched the clothes, and the remaining two began removing his clothes.

They worked diligently and quickly, a focused look passing over each of their faces. Shana scrubbed and dried his skin with a rag she dipped into the basin, getting his skin rid of any sweat and dirt it accumulated during his trip in the city, giving herself a nod of approval when she finished. Eliza scooped his old clothes into her arms and disappeared from his room as Marya and Laerra began dressing him in soft fabrics. 

"Imported fabrics and cloths from Dorne and some of the Free Cities, My Lord," Marya revealed when he eyed the white undershirt, the soft fabric rubbing nicely against his skin as they put him in a dark green overshirt. When they slipped gem-adorned rings on his fingers, she added, "Gemstones from Pentos. The King wished for nothing else than beautiful." 

"Thank you." He told them, feeling pampered yet suffocated. "I-... You.. may go. I'd like time alone, if I may." 

"Shall we bring you some wine? Perhaps some lemon cakes, as well?" Laerra questioned but when he waved them off, they all dipped into a curtsy and ushered themselves out of the room, plunging it into heavy silence that loomed over him like a storm cloud. It was too much, all of it. The room, the clothes, the accessories. He'd had a perfectly fine life in the Street of Silk, despite everything he witnessed and experienced. 

(Y/N) tugged the rings from his fingers, scattering them across the dining table, and undid the buttons of his overshirt to pull it off and drape it over a chair. He had little need for such things, for so many layers. He collapsed on one of the chairs and braced his arms over the table, his eyes drifting over to the window. His ears strained to catch the bustle of the city but the wind was all he heard, amongst muffled chatter and footsteps from the hallway outside. 

"Gods," He sighed and ran a hand over his face, slumping back in the chair. "What have I gotten myself into?" 

(Y/N) hardly had any time to process before the doors swung open and Ser Corlin's voice echoed into the room, "Dowager Queen Alicent Hightower." His lips pressed together tightly, teeth digging into his inner bottom lip and a heavy exhale escaping through his nose. The Gods lacked mercy for him, it seemed. 

"Your Grace," (Y/N) greeted, standing up from the chair and bending at the waist when he turned around to face her. Queen Alicent (was she to be referred to as Dowager Queen? There were far too many titles) strode into his room with an air of grace, her dark eyes sliding over to him while her features remained blank.

Queen Alicent was beautiful with long dark auburn hair that'd been tied back and cascaded along her back, big brown eyes that studied him closely, and a slender figure. She appeared youthful, and he had to remind himself she had most of her children before reaching the age of twenty. 

"You must be (Y/N)." She spoke softly, her voice soothing and gentle. "I apologize for the sudden intrusion... amongst other things. I am aware my son feels quite fondly of you despite your former job. I must admit I was quite caught off guard when he announced his decision to move you here, into the Red Keep rather than housing you elsewhere as most other nobles do with their... lovers. May I ask what your family believes of this? I cannot say they will be welcomed if they seek riches." 

"I was born in Madame Sylvi's brothel. I do not know my father as my mother likely took many lovers a week to know for certain." 

Queen Alicent's brows furrowed, her long fingers ghosting over the hand of her hand to begin toying with one of her rings. "Likely? You.. you do not know your mother? How is that so?"

"I was never told." (Y/N) shrugged. "As a babe, I was passed around to whomever had the milk to feed me. My mother never claimed me as her own, but I'm sure she tended to me at one point or another. The women there never cared to tell me who amongst them had birthed me. They were all my mothers, I suppose. I can assure you they'd only approach me for favors if the idea ever struck them." 

"Born in a brothel.." Queen Alicent murmured quietly, her skirt gliding along the floor as she drew closer to him, her hand coming to rest along the top of the chair at the end of the table. "Forgive me if it is a difficult question to answer, but may I know the age you were when you began... working?" 

"I was eight years of age when frequenters began asking, nine when I began working. It is tradition in most brothels to auction the first time to the highest bidder as most patrons enjoy laying with virgins. I hardly recall the night but I believe it was with a couple from Braavos." His hand moved to grasp the wrist where the bracelet remained, thumb pressing into it at the memory of Madam Sylvi gifting it to him the following day after the couple left. The Dowager Queen paled. "They paid well." He added, though it hardly sounded like much of a comfort.

"You were a child." She exhaled, breathless and her voice dripping with pity. The stone-faced look she'd carried when she first arrived had vanished, her glassy eyes reminding him of Aegon's. They looked so alike in certain lights, he noted, from the furrow of their brows to the curve of their lips. She appeared smaller, younger, without the emotionless facade she'd put up when first acknowledging him. 

"As were you when you wed King Viserys." (Y/N) spoke carefully, his words soft and knowing. She stared at him, the shine in her eyes growing and full lips parting with a shaky exhale. Queen Alicent's gaze fell onto the stone floor and the tip of her nails scraped against the wood of the chair she held onto, her chest rising and falling with a deep inhale. 

"It is the duty that falls on the shoulders of many young noble girls. It was expected of me, and I fulfilled my duty, as you well see." He heard the subtle tremble in her voice, saw the way the corner of her brows dipped with each word; was she convincing him or herself? (Y/N) could hardly tell, but what he did know was that with a simple few words the Queen's true nature had reared its head. She remained a young girl in her heart, despite the years of motherhood and marriage thrusted upon her. 

"Duty or not, it did not make you any less of a child, Your Grace." He moved slowly, somewhat cautiously, when he approached her, keeping his footsteps light and his posture relaxed.

(Y/N) studied her face, her reactions, and the way her body responded to his movements with keen, observant eyes. She watched him, her eyes darting down to his arms so he moved them behind his back to ease any worries of him lashing out toward her. He stopped a few feet away, keeping enough space between them for her to relax.

"Forgive me if I speak too plainly or boldly, Your Grace, for us smallfolk hardly ever converse with those above our stations. I assume you have your assumptions about me, about how I make my coin, but I do not just pleasure others."

She shifted her weight from one foot to the next, the way her eyes jumped around the room from item to item telling him she felt nervous, likely uncomfortable with the topic of sex. The necklace resting around her neck held a pendant similar to the seven-pointed star that represented the Seven. For a woman of faith and nobility speaking of sex with someone of the opposite sex whom she had no relation to would be considered scandalous. 

"I provide comfort, as well. A willing ear to those who desire to be heard without judgment. I hold many stories, secrets, desires, and hopes that have been told to me throughout many years that will never leave my lips. I value trust, and I would never break another's, even for coin. I had little friends in the city, I doubt I have any at all here," A flicker of recognition flashed in her eyes. "If you find yourself needing a friend, I'd be happy to listen over tea or sweets. I have a feeling I'll be finding myself... quite lonesome here." 

"I... I shall keep your offer in mind." Queen Alicent said gently, her fingers curling around her hand and lips forming a tight-lipped smile. She dropped her hands down to the sides of her skirt, slightly lifting the ends and departing toward the doors. She stopped before them and peered over her shoulder at him. "King Aegon has matters he is attending to but I'm certain he will welcome you once he is done. Welcome to the Red Keep, (Y/N)."

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I was wondering what are your thoughts about how many children sasuke would have and what are their genders, ages and names. Maybe even their personalities and if they were mama's/daddy's girl/boy ( also, can I be 🐈‍⬛)

That's such a sweet thought, 🐈‍⬛️

I believe the answer to the question, "How many kids would he have?" depends mostly on you. He never thought he would go back to the village, rebuild his district, build a life with you, be loved, and be forgiven for everything. These are normal parts of life that he unlearned due to all his trauma and the war.

Your first child was an accident—him coming back from a mission looking way too good for your liking (and when doesn’t he?), mixed with impatient + your and his horny side and forgetting to check for condoms. You two were usually very careful, and he really thought he could pull out... But honestly, you both got too caught up in the moment to think about anything.

When you got a positive pregnancy test a few months later, he was down for whatever you wanted to do.

Do you want to keep it? Then he's supporting you.

You don't want to keep it? Then he's supporting you.

You were the most important thing in his life. Of course, he was ready to follow whatever you decided. When you chose to go through with the pregnancy, I swear to god, he was ready to build a crib with his own sword if you asked him.

On the outside, he looked calm, but inside, he was terrified. What if he didn't know how to be there for the child and for you? What if he messed this up? He had already broken your heart once by leaving. If he did it again—especially now—you would never look at him the same way. Plus, your friends would kill him for sure.

You two had cats, and they both adored him. That was a good sign, right?

He kept repeating that thought in his mind over and over again while your belly grew. And let me tell you, he was basically a hawk over you. 😮‍💨 He was already overprotective by nature, but seeing you pregnant made it ten times worse. That’s something else to explore later.

When your first boy was born, he was... too stunned to speak. The first Uchiha in years. The first after all the tragedies. He felt like he was holding a new beginning—one that had your nose but his sharp eyes. That’s why he named him Haruki.

Haruki was the spring he never knew he was waiting for.

For the first few days, he was so flabbergasted that you two had created a life together that he wouldn't let the baby out of his sight for even two seconds. How could the same hands that had caused so much bloodshed now hold something so fragile?

I know that in Boruto, he isn’t present in Sarada’s life, and that’s one of the many reasons I pretend that shit doesn’t exist.

Family was everything to Sasuke. After starting a new one, I don’t see him ever leaving their side. If anything, he was afraid—afraid that leaving would mean losing everything again.

He only started accepting missions again when Haruki was about five months old, and even then, he never took assignments that would keep him away for more than a week. I feel like every time he came back, he had this heavy feeling in his chest—this fear of opening the door and finding you and the baby gone, just like when he had come home from school and found his parents dead. That image would forever live in his mind. But the fear disappeared the moment he slid the door open and heard a small voice scream, "Papa!!" before little feet raced toward him, and you greeted him with a kiss.

Is your son a mama’s boy or a daddy’s boy? That’s hard to say. He follows Sasuke everywhere, yes. He’s observant, just like his father, so he picks up on things quickly and mimics everything he does—including protecting Mama at all costs. But he isn’t quiet... at all. Put this boy and Naruto in a room together, and they could destroy it. His observant side made him curious and adventurous. Plus, he wanted to be brave and strong like his father.

When Haruki was around five years old, you started thinking about having another child. After many conversations and making sure you were financially stable, you gave birth to a girl... more like a carbon copy of your husband. 😭 She literally got nothing from you. Nothing. Your genes didn’t even put up a fight this time.

And after seeing you suffer through childbirth a second time? Never again. 🫡 Not even if you begged him for another one. He couldn't watch you cry in pain like that a third time.

Miyuki wasn’t just Sasuke’s copy in appearance, she had his personality too. While Haruki was talkative, loved playing with his uncle Naruto, and ran around giving you and Sasuke heart attacks, Miyuki was different. There was no doubt, she was a daddy’s girl. She was more shy, especially around people she didn’t know, and clung to him constantly. Sometimes, you swore they could read each other’s thoughts. Sasuke didn’t talk much, Miyuki didn’t either, but somehow, he always knew exactly what she wanted and needed.

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Your relationship dynamic with your FS ♡

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Pile 1. Pile 2. Pile 3.

Pile 1 .

♡ your relationship with your fs is transparent like there is no hiding of oneself ;you are true to each other - emotionally ,mentally and physically 😇.This relationship comes after many manifestation that i can sense out here . you two will feel like home and shine of each other , like to party a lot and will be non-possessive to each other😃.

♡ You two will travel a lot with each other possible that you won't live with the family but by yourself or you two will have long distance relationship with each other making you feel sometime insecure at very least not high which is good really🙃 . lmao you two fight like kids before going on a travel with each other and then become lovey dovey again ~.🫰🏽🤣

♡ I sense one of you is very knowledgeable or we say nerdy type😅 . Your fs or you will boost G.K of each other and will share a lot of value able lessons or you two or one maybe doing their courses or graduation together or alone😄 . I see one of you being like a child cuddling onto another one while sleeping like a child or we say one of you is a worst sleeper ! yes yes this relationship comes after many cycles comes to an end . I guess your fs will be taking care of you as a child like I'm getting that motherly feeling ♡ .

♡ I see you people donating to poor♡ or it can go such way around that you two will and always have equal give and take relationship with each other ; your relationship guiding principle i see ~ possible that later some of you may get into business sort of job or open NGOs with your fs or after or before marriage . You can become rich after marriage or your fate will change for tremendous good♡.

♡ You two are very hardworking with a lot responsibilities and work on your shoulder but at the end when you are with each other you two will forget about the world and will come into the arms of each other 😊.

♡ Both of you will take care of your body health or if you were body conscious then you will be confident . I see you going to GYM ,SPA & YOGA together . You two or one maybe a tea lover too ! or like different types of tea and drinks . You two will have your own house of your own dream too~ ♡

Pile 2 .

♡ okay most of you majorly have earth sign or both of you - you and yours fs have earth sign in big 6's in the chart itself .

♡ You and your fs are money minded and career oriented in a positive way but because of this there is a lot of burden and responsibility on your shoulders also making your personal kind of chaotic and difficult 😮‍💨maybe you want to have balance and stability around or financial independence first but it is temporary as something beautiful will be created also further in future ♡ .

♡ If at the current you are are going through some difficulty individually or together then it is going to end fast as a cycle is going on .

♡ You or your fs could be in an authoritative position or any way that feels suitable . you will lead stable ,prosperous ,happy family and luxurious life together . Maybe you will have kids later or not at all also depending upon you or your fs also . After having a lot of wealth still you people will be simple in nature without any ego or show off regarding your wealth .

♡ You and yours knows and will know for how to balance your personal and professional life together creating a space only for you two and for the family also . You two will be good at maintaining your tasks and decision on a daily basis . I see you two maintaining a list of daily to do list and rewarding yourself for same also having a specific routine 😅 damn i'm getting student vibes for same like you people don't like mess in anything you need organization of things properly🫡 .

♡ You or your fs or both are kind of traditional but aren't orthodox ; you like to maintain your life balanced with tradition and modernity also 😃 . I see you two buying and shopping rationally and logically only like really ? 🤣Just damn go and buy bunch of clothes who sees logic at first in things ? Haha ! Your house will be full of all those needy things that you want and possible for you two to get lot of statues and big things for your home . Your fs is good at giving advices or both you will help each other a lot in work matters ♡.

♡ It is possible that you two have psychic connections or developing at the moment to connect or channelize some messages and thoughts on daily basis😶. You people watch a lot of pacs regarding your fs and try to connect to readers to get whole detail of them lol you are so curious but stop and explore by yourself 😆.

♡ You two are beautiful by your looks and also that i seee you two enjoying rain shower together and playing under in the rain drops🫠🤗 .You two will take care of each other in every possible way . You two belong to each other and won't ever leave each other . Last but not the least you will meet your fs during work , party, temple or through some reader for sure😃 also you people are high level spiritual soulmates.

Pile 3.

♡ Either your fs will be your ex or after a breakup you will meet your fs .

You people like greenery environment- village, simplicity , away from city . You people maybe were attracted to pile 2 also - do check out maybe some information is also there for you . You people like to stay at home or you will feel home to each other and like to interact less with people also 😶. Apart from work you people value to your own happiness also a lot which will keep you intact and strong 😇.

♡ If you are In a city then you try to keep yourself as simple as possible 😇

♡ Your relationship will have major transformations - challenges , hurdles and etc to make your relationship more smooth and strong after ton of experience with each other and you will learn to balance life also more good .😄🫰🏽

♡ Some of you could have left a place and have chosen to start an another life some where else or you may leave your home land to somewhere else or after marraige you will settle to foregin place also that you like to have pets like birds , dog and cat or many other . You could have your own shop or business also or could be some strong figures . You will travel a lot with each other like international ,overseas and would like to travel in waters . i can see trolly bags full of clothes and things haha ! 🤣

♡ You people have experienced and seen a lot in life but at same time you have grew strong also from it .

♡ You people will love to star gaze and i can see both you being optimistic and peaceful with each other. You will love to have walk outside in nature and have a talk in cool and warm mix breeze flowing through ^^ . You will be the star of each other and the lime light too ~.

♡ I can see this relationship being motherly ,abundant with good and rich life too plus i see you having a kid with each other also. Your children will grow with good morals ,knowledge and ethics provided by you . You people maybe kinda keep up to yourself not a lot with people but few only maybe because of your work or experience .♡♡

End of the pac ~

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[dilfl0v3rss]

Hear me out 😮‍💨 - ony and y/n get in a argument but ony in the wrong and he look for a way to apologize

omg yessssssss bc usually we be the ones in troubleeee. i like how you thinking boo. we gon use basketball player!ony for this one since a lot of people liked it. aight so boom...

the argument

cw: smuttttyyyy

word count: 2.6k

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it was eleven o'clock when your boyfriend finally decided to come home. he had his duffle bag on his shoulder as he roughly kicked off his crocs at the door. you can tell he had an attitude, probably due to something that happened at practice, but so did you. it had been about a month since the the two of you have had so much as a movie night together because he's been so caught up in basketball and school. this was no where near your fault given that you've tried to spend time with him at every opportunity you had, but ony always had an excuse.

"can't mama, finna go to the weight room wit the guys." or "another time baby. coach had us running like a track team at practice." and other excuses like that caused you to stop even trying. and the worst part was, he didn't even notice. ony continued to come home late into the night because of basketball and leave early in the morning for class without batting an eye. tonight you've had enough. he promised to be home by eight since he only had practice from three to six, but lo and behold, this nigga didn't come home until eleven.

"do you know what time it is?" you stood up from your seat on the couch, placing each of your hands on your wide hips. you had to stop yourself from swinging on this nigga when you heard him mumble an "oh my fucking god" after sucking his teeth. "excuse me? you got sum to say nigga?" your were ready to scream. how could he have an attitude right now when he's the one completely in the wrong. he could've at least called to let you know he wouldn't be able to get home on time, but nooooo. he says nothing, and now he comes in the house acting like a child.

"ion got time f'this y/n. i been running around like a chicken wit its fucking head cut off all practice because niggas on the team don't know how to make simple jump shots." you scoff as you heard his excuse. "so first, you come home three hours late. don't call or text me to let me know that you were even coming late. and now, you come in here, don't even apologize, and have an attitude? that's cute. you sleeping on the couch."

your words must've set him off because ony immediately started raising his voice. "here you go wit that shit bro. the world don't revolve around you y/n." you started getting into his face. "i never said it did, but m'not finna sit here and act like ion deserve at least a little of your time. i'm your fucking girlfriend ony. don't you think it's a little odd that you be picking literally everything little fucking thing to do instead of spend time with me?" you can tell you struck a nerve when he folded his lips, looking straight ahead as if you weren't even there.

this was something ony did to keep his anger at bay since he was known to have a really bad temper. "chill wit allat cussing lil girl. m'not finna go back and forth wit you cause you being clingy." you was on ten at this point. you just told this man what he was doing wrong and all he registered from it was that you were cursing? "are you kidding me? you know what? you can have the bed. m'finna just go since m'so 'clingy'. when you ready to be a man and talk then you can call me." you went into your room and grabbed your PINK duffle bag before heading to your dresser to start packing.

ony watched as you stuffed clothes from each drawer into the bag, not even looking at what you were grabbing as tears blurred your vision. as soon as the words left his lips, he immediately regretted them. you had every right to want to spend some time with him given how much he's been neglecting you for other things. he let his stupid attitude get the best of him as soon as he walked into the door. he knew he should've apologized once he got home, but, being the prideful man he was, he decided to just make things worse by being a dickhead.

and now the woman that he loves is crying, trying to leave the house because he doesn't know how to control his emotions. before he knew it, you were at the door. holding your phone in your hand as you dialed your friends number for her to pick you up. ony listened to the phone ring twice before the girl known as eboni answered. "hello?" he wasted no time snatching the phone from you, hanging it up and putting it in his pocket. "the fuck you doing. gimme my pho-"

"you not leaving me y/n."

you looked up at him and were surprised to see water in his eyes. of course the tears never fell because ony never liked to cry in front of anyone, but the fact that they were getting to this point was surprising. you sigh calmly. "m'just gonna stay at eboni's for a couple days until you get your head right." you felt his strong arms wrap around you, holding you tightly as he spoke. "my head is right y/n. i was being selfish and stupid and prideful. i shoulda called or at least said 'sorry' when i got home, but i didn't. i called you clingy and invalidated your feelings. m'sorry furreal baby please just-....just don't leave me."

ony felt you shuffling so you can wrap your arms around him as well. the two of you staying like that for a while before you broke the silence. "i'd never leave you baby, just want you to be a little better wit your time management." he squeezed you tighter. "i will mama. i will" as the two of you loosened your grips on each other, ony lightly gripped your face in his hand before giving you a bunch of soft kisses on your lips, forehead, and cheeks. you were a giggling mess before you lightly pushed him away, making a fake serious face. "you still need to make it up t'me. what you said was mean."

a smirk crept on your boyfriends face as he led you to your bedroom. "ill make it up t'you right now baby." ony lied you down on the bed, removing his clothes until he was only left in his boxers. "take allat off mama i got sum else for you to wear." you gave him a confused look before eventually just shrugging your shoulders and removing all of your clothes. you lied naked on the bed as you watched ony pull his jersey out of his bag, bringing it to you. "put this on." was all he said before you gave him another questionable look.

"cmon pretty i wanna make love t'you wit it on." you had no idea what he was getting at, but you put in on anyways. ony was way bigger than you so the jersey was almost like a dress on you, stopping right below your ass before he lifted it up over you stomach and lied you back down. his body between your legs as he looked up at you. "ready?" his breath instantly touched your pussy, making you jump. before you could even reply, ony got to eating. he licked and sucked your clit like a starved man. long middle finger prodding at your entrance before he slowly pushed it all the way in .

your back arched off the bed as he kept sucking on your clit, middle finger reaching deep inside of you while you moaned his name like a prayer. "f-fuck onyyy" he moved his eyes towards your face, taking in your beauty before removing his mouth from your heat. "look at me baby. wanna see those pretty eyes." you slowly opened your eyes, pretty black lashes fluttering as you tried your best to focus on on him. a small smile crept onto ony's face as he added another finger into you, middle and index fingers digging you out as your eyes rolled to the back of your skull.

there's no way you could keep them open when he's making you feel this good. maybe you should get mad at him more often. your back was still arched off the bed before you felt your lover place his large hand on your stomach, pushing it down as he started fingering you faster. you felt your orgasm approaching as ony held his fast pace, licking and sucking on your clit to bring you to the edge faster. "ahghh...ohh my goddd...oouuhhh shit." you were losing it, hips fighting ony's hand as they twisted and turned all over the place. "i know mama. i know....jus let it out for me." the coil in your stomach snapped, liquid ecstasy flowing out of you and all over your mans face.

you shook in overstimulation as he kept eating without batting and eye. ony's fingers still held their fast pace as your hands flew to his head, trying to push him off and move back from him before you made an ever bigger mess. he bound both of your wrists in his hand before laying it back down onto your stomach. "stop runnin’ mama. m'not done." you were moaning so loud you had to make a silent prayer that the two of you don't wake up with a noise complaint notice on your door in the morning. "f-fuckk daddy ima make a mess pleaseee." you whined, but ony ignore you.

it actually felt like he started getting rougher. licking and sucking your clit harder while his fingers were now pounding into you. before you knew it, you were cumming again, making the mess you were trying to warn him about. you squirted everywhere from his face to his chest, some of it even running down his body and wetting up the waistband of his black briefs. ony sat back on his knees he looked down as your disheveled state. "look so pretty." he mumbled before pulling his underwear down right until his dick sprang free.

his hard length slapped onto his stomach before bouncing up and down due to gravity. doe eyes followed its movements. ony chuckled as he watched you become entranced by his dick. "y'ready mama? if its too much jus scratch my back cause m'not stopping until this this whole bed is wet." you nodded your head he lined himself up with your entrance, sucking his teeth at your lack of vocalization. "cmon baby talk t'me. you ready for daddy to make love t'you?" you look up to see his brown orbs already staring down at you. lips curved into a soft smile as he awaited your reply.

"yes. i want you t'make love to me" ony’s smile widened before he pushed himself into you slowly. eyes never leaving yours, reading your expressions to know when to stop to let you adjust. you were grateful for this because he was nowhere near small, and his girth alone would had you ready to cry at times. soon enough, the space between the two of you was completely gone. dick fully sheathed inside your pussy as ony waited for you to give him the okay to move. the two of you never broke eye contact through all of this and once you gave him a small "okay" he wasted no time.

slowly stroking you as he stared into your eyes. it was like the two of you were taking a look into each other souls. he began picking up his pace, pounding into you the way he knew you loved which caused you to tear up from the pleasure. "how it feel baby?" your back arched into him. the two of you stomach to stomach as ony intertwined both of his hands with yours. you couldn't even speak, using jumbled moans to reply. "aahghh...mmmughh." your eyes were at the back of your skull as you felt the tip his dick begin to kiss your cervix, making your legs open wider as you freed your hands from his and raked them down his back.

ony continued his onslaught on your pussy. letting you scratch up and down his back as he lied his hands flat next to both sides of your head, pounding into you harder. "mhmm sing f'me baby." you screamed as you felt your orgasm come out of nowhere. squirting once again on his dick, but he didn't stop. he fucked you through it, letting your essence splash all over your lower halves as he continued to look down at you. you were absolutely stunning. tears running down your cheeks as you looked up at him. bottom lip being tugged on by your teeth as your body jerked from his hard thrusts. "made my pretty girl cry. you should never be cryin'. daddy can't give you those babies if i be making you cry like that." he groaned before pressing his hand on the big number three on his jersey. he was so deep in you he felt the bulge he was making in your stomach under his hand.

your tears reminded ony of how you were earlier. angry and ready to leave him after he hurt you with his cruel words. he vowed to never do nothing that dumb again. "you only supposed to be crying from pleasure, never pain. m'sorry mama. s-so sorry." you began to spasm around your boyfriends dick, fourth orgasm of the night ready to come out. ony felt this and sped up, feeling close to the edge as well. "you forgive me baby?" his eyes never left your face as you whined out your reply. "i-i f-forgive you daddy. i f-forgive you." you smiled up at him, shakily putting your hand on his cheek. you caressed his dark brown skin as you felt your orgasm approaching. "i wanna cum together papa."

ony kissed into your palm before leaning down and softly kissing your lips. "cum mama. m'right there wit you." the both of your threw your heads back in unison as he gave you three hard strokes before stilling inside of you. cream leaking onto his base as you felt his hot load fill your pussy. you stayed like that for awhile, kissing each other while you caught your breath. ony saw your eyes flutter as you fought off your sleep. removing his jersey from your body before carrying you bridal style to the bathroom. he sat you on the toilet the turned on the shower. "need you to pee before i can let you get in." after you peed then the two of you showered together, ridding each others of the evidence of your earlier activities.

as you got dressed, ony changed the sheets and remade the bed so you wouldn't have to lift a finger. he then carried you to the bed, knowing your legs were probably still a little week before laying you on top of him. "mama?" he grumbled, you can tell he was getting tired as well. "hmm?" "im real sorry okay? never ever meant to hurt you." you lightly chuckled while tracing different shapes on his chest. "i know baby. and i know basketball and stuff could be time consuming and you just wanna do your own thing sometimes, but i just wish you'd give me just a little of your time y'know". ony rubbed on your lower back as he hummed in agreement. "ima do better. tomorrow i got early morning practice so im all yours after class. how that sound." you looked up at your boyfriend. he's doing better already. "sounds great."

[belovedhoon]

Can you do a reaction to how you think &Team Hyung line (Ej,Fuma,K,Nico) would react to you asking them to cum inside you for the first time?

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I think that Fuma probably has a breeding kink tbh…the man oozes daddy vibes..🫡God just thinking about it makes me sweat 😮‍💨

Oh, my anon I LOVE the way you think…saving Fuma for last bc ur so right Fuma DOES ooze daddy vibes… also here are my thoughts…there will be drabbles at the end to emphasize my thoughts! THOUGHTS UNDER CUT >>>>

So Ej would be super shocked and he’d honestly get really timid about it too. Like his hips would halt when you ask him to cum inside you and he’d stutter out a small “what?” in disbelief…It’d be so hard for him to believe that his sweet precious gf just asked him to cum inside her. I feel like at first Ej’d be a little apprehensive about doing so, even if you were on birth control like the thought of accidentally knocking you up terrifying him but then why’s the thought of filling you up and watching it drip out such an irresistible thought to him? So with Nicho, I feel like he’d also be pretty shocked but differing from Ej he’d get cocky from the fact that his baby wants him to fill her up…I feel like he’d speed up too and start hitting it harder. He’d be so smug about it too…like he’d say stuff like “Oh? My baby wants me cum inside? Do you want me to fill you up so you feel it for days? Hmm?” in his deep ass voice and you just melt. When Nicho finally does cum (which is pretty quick after you ask him…he’s THAT worked up from the thought) he cums A LOT, He enjoys the idea of filling you up way too much, possibly more than you do… Omg K would be SO cocky about like he’d get so so smug about the fact that his cute innocent girl is asking for him to cum inside her so sweetly…How’s he to resist you when you sound so cute and sweet? BUT he’s gonna tease the hell out of you about it too… He’ll mock you and slow down his hips until you’re begging him to keep going and to ‘please please cum inside me K…’ Ohhh Fuma has DEFINITELY been waiting on this moment FOREVER… like when he hears you begging for his cum, he gets so rough and he’ll say the nastiest things…Fuma is also gonna make you ‘beg for daddy’s cum…’ He’s gonna make you cum at LEAST twice before he even thinks about cumming inside you and when he does cum he’s gonna keep thrusting to push it further inside so that it ‘sticks…’ don’t be surprised if he’s still hard and wants to go again bc the thought of you all swollen with HIS child is gonna make him FERAL.

Ej: You could feel yourself getting close the longer Ej continued to thrust his hips so smoothly. “EJ…please…cum inside me…” You let out in a breathy whimper. Ej’s hips froze as he processed your words. There was NO way you just said what he thought you said. “W-what…?” Ej said in a whisper. You whined at the feeling of him stopping and all but begged him to continue and to cum inside you…you need to feel him. Ej felt a shudder go through his body as his brain just gave him the delicious image of his cum dripping from you. He suddenly couldn’t stop himself from thrusting into you fast so he could get the reality of his lewd thoughts. 

Nicholas: “N-Nicho please cum inside!” You yelled out as you came around his thick cock. Nicho’s hips stuttered in shock at your revelation. “Oh? What was that baby? You want me to cum inside you? Hmm?” He let out in a growl. You nodded your head fervently and Nicho groaned at your eagerness. He could feel himself embarrassingly close after your words so he sped up his hips and finally came, it felt like it was never-ending to you. His cum poured out of you in heaps as he pulled out. “Fuck…you came so much Nicho…” You whimpered out, and Nicho could feel himself growing hard again at the fact that you were so fucked out from him cumming so much…

K: “Oh? You want my cum baby girl?” K said and chuckled cockily. You whimpered out a small yes… K slowed his hips to such a slow pace and you whined out at his teasing pace. “I don’t baby…that’s pretty dirty don’t you think? You’re so naughty…I thought you were my innocent good girl hmm?” K said with a smirk. You whimpered, tears pricking at your eyes at his teasing and almost degrading words. “K! Please…I’m your good girl…please please please cum inside me…I need it…” You moaned out and how could K resist you when you sounded so sweet?

Fuma: You had already cum once and Fuma was nowhere close to being done with you yet. The overstimulation was so intense for you, so you whined out a quick “Please Fuma come inside me…” Fuma growled at your words and started to thrust into you more roughly than he had before. “You want daddy’s cum? You want me to fill you up and make you round with my child?” Fuma asked hardly. You moaned nodding your head. “How about you cum for me one more time? And then maybe daddy will give you his cum…hmm?” Fuma groaned out deeply. You whined and begged him to let you cum so that he could cum inside you. Finally, you came and he took that as his cue to finally let go inside of you. As he came inside you, he kept thrusting his hips to push his cum deeper inside you in hopes that it would stick and he’d actually get you pregnant… After he came down from his high, he was somehow still hard. I mean how could he not be when all he could think about was you round and swollen with his child? You felt Fuma shift before he began to thrust into you once again roughly. You were in for a LONG night…

A/N: So I might have gotten a little too much into Fuma's...Sorry not sorry...

[louferrignojrofficial]

Omfg, POOR ANGELA. This is a new low from Lou, forcing the famous Academy Award Nominee costar to wave back because she knows cameras are rolling in the distance and wants to appear professional and cordial for the sake of fans. 😔 It's either that or not participate in his little mind games, therefore turning her into the villain and giving fuel to those toxic BuckTRIGGER fans if she ignores him. Lou knew EXACTLY what he was doing and continues to be so cruel by putting her in that position, and I know his fans were eating up every moment because that's how they roll. They can't stand to not get what they want. 😒 Did you see his little knowing smile when he got exactly what he was hoping for via her wave? This man child is so desperate for attention and is so committed to extending his 15 minutes to 16 lol, it's so transparent and sad. 🤭 No wonder no one talked to him while he was on set, unless he initiated the conversation, therefore FORCING people to. At least Angela didn't put much power into the wrist when she waved, letting the true fans know where she really stands. 😏 And did y'all see how fast she turned away after the wave lol. Free them ALL, but ESPECIALLY Ryan and Oliver, who wouldn't even talk to each other all day because Triggers bitch ass kept getting in the way and making shit awkward. 😩 #BuddieSeason9 😮‍💨☺️😊🤪😘💕😉😂

(yes, this is satire)

it’s sad how you emulate them so well. they really do sound like this 😩

[harunayuuka2060]

༘⋆-ˋˏLyric Prank ༘⋆-ˋˏ

*In NRC's Groupchat*

Leona: @MC Brown guilty eyes and little white lies, yeah

MC: ...

Ace: 🍵

Deuce: ^

Ruggie: Prefect, what did you do?

MC: Nothing?

Leona: Yeah, I played dumb but I always knew

MC: Huh?

Leona: That you'd talk to him, maybe did even worse

Leona: I kept quiet so I could keep you

MC: ...

MC: Nah, guys. This isn't Leona. He wouldn't say shit like this.

Ruggie: ROFL 🤣

Leona: And ain't it funny

Leona: How you ran to him

Leona: The second that we called it quits?

Ace: YOU TWO BROKE UP?!!

Deuce: 😲

MC: ...

MC: We're not even in a relationship.

MC: Right?

Ruggie: Shishishi why are you asking us?

Leona: And ain't it funny

Leona: How you said you were friends?

Leona: Now it sure as hell don't look like it

Ace: Yeah. Like I don't believe MC either whenever they said they're only friends with Malleus. 🙄

MC: Wha—

Malleus: Why are you bullying the child of man?

Ace: Here comes the savior.

Malleus: ???

Leona: You betrayed me

Leona: And I know that you'll never feel sorry

Leona: For the way I hurt, yeah

Leona: You'd talk to him

Leona: When we were together

Leona: Loved you at your worst

Leona: But that didn't matter

MC: I'm

MC: In

MC: Confusion 😵‍💫

Ace: 🤥

Malleus: I should be the one feeling that way, Kingscholar.

MC: 😭 What?

Ace: Yeah! You're a manizer!

MC: 🧍

Ruggie: 🤣🤣🤣

Deuce: 😂😂😂

Leona: It took you two weeks

Leona: To go off and date him

Leona: Guess you didn't cheat

Leona: But you're still a traitor

Ace: See? SEE?!!

Ace: THIS IS WHAT I'M TELLING YOU!

Ace: SETTLE

Ace: WITH

Ace: ONE!

MC: You never tell me anything the fuck?

Malleus: It seems like a good advice, child of man.

MC: 😞

Leona: Now you bring him around

Leona: Just to shut me down

Leona: Show him off like he's a new trophy

Ace: @Vil

Vil: Why did you @ me, potato 1?

Malleus: Hello, Schoenheit. Is the child of man showing you off to everyone?

Vil: Hm?

Vil: ...

Vil: They didn't need to.

Vil: I'm the fairest of all.

MC: 👑

Vil: Anyway, what is this drama, Leona?

Leona: And I know if you were true

Leona: There's no damn way that you

Leona: Could fall in love with somebody that quickly

Ace: 🧢

Deuce: 🧢

Ruggie: 🧢

Epel: 🧢

MC: You guys—

Epel: You're playing Mystic Messenger.

Epel: That's enough proof.

Idia: ROFL YOU PLAYING THAT?

MC: ...

Malleus: What does 🧢 mean?

Ace: Lies.

Malleus: Oh. Then. This is for you, child of man.

Malleus: 🧢

MC: ...

MC: 😠

Leona: Ain't it funny

Leona: All the twisted games

Leona: All the questions you used to avoid?

Leona: Ain't it funny?

Leona: Remember I brought him up

Leona: And you told me I was paranoid

Ruggie: @MC you had a death wish?

MC: 🧍

MC: No?

Vil: Potato? You said that to him?

MC: No!

Leona: You betrayed me

And I know that you'll never feel sorry

For the way I hurt, yeah

You'd talk to him

When we were together

Loved you at your worst

But that didn't matter

It took you two weeks

To go off and date him

Guess you didn't cheat

But you're still a traitor

MC: ...

MC: Leona, seriously, what did I do? 🥹

Leona: God, I wish that you had thought this through

Leona: Before I went and fell in love with you

MC: ...

Rook: Le gasp!

Vil: Rook?

Rook: Roi du Leon! What a way to confess your feelings!

Leona: Tch.

Ace: That's a confession?

Deuce: But you're acting like MC already cheated on you

Leona: Don't they?

Leona: They like many guys

MC: I'm in a school full of handsome and precious men

MC: What do you want me to do? 😭

Vil: And there's nothing wrong with that, potato, as long as you're not seducing them

Ruggie: But Leona wants to be seduced

MC: 🧍

MC: ...

MC: You could've said so?

Ace: Yo! Manizer!

Vil: What?

Malleus: ^

Leona: I'm done here.

*Leona went offline.*

MC: I swear @Ace, if someone calls me "manizer", say 👋 to your freedom

Idia: Lololololol

Idia: Manizer.

MC: ...

MC: ACE.

Ace: It's not my fault!

Deuce: 🤣🤣🤣

Ruggie: 🤣🤣🤣

Epel: 🤣🤣🤣

Vil: 😮‍💨

Rook: ☺️

Malleus: Kingscholar should know how to confess properly.

Idia: Breakup thoughts >

MC: ���

[boycaca]

I think people saying that ei discarded scara because he was too “fragile” or too “emotional” is a bit… meh for me. It feels like people are calling him… idk… too emotional?? Even if they dont mean it literally

Ei needed an unfeeling puppet to pursue her ideals of eternity, and upon scara’s creation she noticed that she had made a sentient being. And not wanting to destroy a creation that is far too human for what she needed him for, she put him to sleep in shakkei pavillion.

And thats the thing… he was too human for her ultimate goal. When he awakened due the unknown error, he misunderstood it as him being abandoned because he was not the prefect tool for her. Rather than realising that maybe, just maybe this might have been an act of mercy on him (i mean, look at what happened to furina. A human having to play god for 500 years is definitely no walk in the park), he saw it as ei throwing away a broken toy and removing the battery he needed to work for a different, better toy.

I think ei’s and scara’s dynamic is much more complex than just simply being “mother and son” (although it would be a bold-faced lie if i said i hated or didnt like that type of dynamic for them). I think scara likening his creator to a parent is very human of him, and exactly what ei didnt need. Although ei does call him “child” (at least… in cn) its more like a term of endearment rather than her genuinely seeing him as her child. But because ei needed a tool, scara also ends up seeing himself as nothing but a tool and an asset for others once he decides to abandon his human emotions after everything that happened in tatarasuna.

I have a lot of mixed feelings about them…. I do believe ei was not in the wrong for not wanting to have a very human puppet serve for her, but i also do not think ei is completely in the right for abandoning scara, as he is was created by her own hands the same way a mother would give life to a child (big fan of frankenstein and the question of “who was the true evil? Victor or the monster?”). Hmmm….

I want them to interact in the future 😮‍💨

[kyokutsu-sama]

Good old days

Sanemi x f!reader

Plot: Upon learning that an old friend of his had returned to work as a demon slayer and had been injured on a mission, he could not sit idly by and demanded answers about her return.

A/n: how to have a man like him😮‍💨 I have so many ideias for him and I hope I got time to write them all.

Tw: Nsfw

For him, there were only a few people for whom he had respect and admiration. His tough and rough personality, his unusual strength and his serious gaze made him difficult to get close to. However, he was not completely monster as many thought, he still had a calm nature. The traumas of his past shaped him to be this way, but inside his heart there were still feelings.

The losses in his life also took away his joy and made him avoid creating bonds, often for fear of losing them. But there was a especially bond that still remained in his heart and he still wondered where that person was now. A friendship with benefits from the past that ended up going a little further than it should have been.

He thought about you a lot, thought and thought and thought again, it was taking over him. Even though he had tried to convince himself that he was just superficial and had no deep feelings, he only ended up making everything more difficult. Your job and his was like dancing with death every night. But while you had hope that everything would work out, he couldn't think in the same optimistic way as you.

Deep down, he was sorry, he was sorry that night hadn't gone the way you both wanted. He knew you must have been hurt by him for just wanting to leave things like that. You fell first but he fell harder, but not out of pride but out of fear, he left. Not that he hadn't suffered for two years.

But a few days ago, after he was confronted by the master who was also aware of the situation, he understood that he was wrong in some of the things he said to you and you to him.

"Sanemi, you need to be calmer. Dealing with feelings in a hot head is not good. In the heat of the moment we think and say unpleasant things, but after we calm down, we realize that we weren't doing the right thing after all." The master spoke in his soft voice and the wind hashira listened attentively. "You and Y/n argued that night, right? Some unpleasant things were said at the time, you were younger and more immature, but now that two years have passed, what do you really feel? Do you still think the same way?" The master asked

"Even after two years, I'm still very confused about the situation... I don't know if I should go and talk to her. She must still be mad at me." Sanemi sighed, scratching the back of his neck, and the master smiled

"Be positive, my child. She's changed, she's more mature than before, just like you. You've changed too, your attitude has become more respectful, we've both been able to have more personal conversations regarding our first meeting in that morning."The master remembered and Sanemi lowered his gaze, embarrassed by the words he had spoken against the master. There were still regrets from that day and the master noticed. "You don't need to look like that, I've forgiven you. Now, allow me to tell you something."

"What?" Sanemi looked at him

"Your friend, Y/n, she's back on missions. She was here a few weeks ago and came to talk to me. She not only look more mature but stronger than before."

"What?!" His eyes widened. "What do you mean, oyakata-sama? She's back? What mission did she go on?" Hashira's voice began to grow worried and nervous

"She was here a week ago, and left the mansion the same night. She should return home tonight and come back tomorrow morning to make the report." He explained."I think you should go see her, you two should talk and reconcile. I believe that everything will work out."

"How can you be so sure of your words?"

"Because I believe in you, my child. I believe that you can change this." The master smiled but Sanemi's expression was still one of uncertainty

"Go to her, she will listen to you."Ubuyashiki ordered and Sanemi knelt and bowed before the man

"I will do so, Oyakata-sama. Excuse me."The hashira stood up and left

Sanemi was walking down the hallway of the master's mansion with a thoughtful look. The master was too positive about the situation, while he was having doubts and fears, but just like on the battlefield, he never ran away. And after the master's orders were given, they had to be carried out.

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You returned home after that long mission and let yourself fall against the wall, slowly sliding your back down and finally sitting on the floor. You dropped your head forward, a sigh of tiredness and relief left your lips. Your body was limp, tired from all that long battle against the demons.

You unbuttoned your uniform to look at the wound on your abdomen, it was open and leaking blood, it looked like a cut, maybe caused by a demon claw or something. Maybe it had been made at some point during the fight.

It didn't look deep but it could become infected if left untreated. A knock on the door sounded and you looked in its direction, one hand holding the sword for not knowing who was it behind the door.

Slowly and with some effort because of the wounds, you got up, buttoned your uniform back up and headed for the door.

You opened the door enough so that your eyes could see through the crack who it was. Your heart sank at that moment when you saw him standing there. You really missed him more than you should.

"What was he doing there? How long has it been..." You thought

As much as you wanted to close the door and send him away, a part of you decided to let him in to talk. After all, things hadn't been cleared up between you two.

You put the sword aside and opened the door for him and Sanemi did nothing more than just look you up and down, seeing how much you had changed. You looked even more beautiful since the last time he saw you, more serious and, as the master had said, stronger. He could feel it just by being there by your side.

You also looked from his head to toe, seeing how he seemed stronger and his muscles bigger since the last time you saw him. He had a more serious face too and more scars on his chest than before. It was impossible not to feel some butterflies with the tall and broad figure right there at your door.

"Are you going to let me in or are you going to fuck me all night with your eyes?" He asked abruptly, making you wake up from your thoughts

His voice was deeper than before, but as you had imagined, the attitude was still there.

You just moved aside and gestured for him to come in, and he did so. You closed the door and looked at him as he looked around the house, remembering the good old days with you there.

If only those walls could talk...

"What are you doing here, wind pillar?" You asked, looking away when he turned to you

"Wind pillar?" He repeated the formal title, looking at you and shaking his head. That's not how you used to called him. "How have you been? I heard you came back from a mission."

"Yes, that's true. I've returned to the demon slayer corps." You nodded shyly because of his eyes on you

You knew that this had also been discussed that night. He had told you to leave the corps and that's where everything went wrong. Maybe you didn't realize it before but he was afraid of losing you and wanted to do everything he could to protect you, just like he did with his brother.

He knew that you had potential, strength and skills, but he also knew that you, like him, could die at any moment.

You, on the other hand, didn't want to leave because you didn't want to let him fight alone, and even if you had to die on the battlefield, you would die happy for having fought until the end and for having met him, the man you loved. But neither of you shared your reasons at that night, and that's why for two years, the situation was never resolved.

"Why?"

"'Why' what?"

"Why did you come back?"

"Because I realized where I belong." You answered in a low voice. "After that night, I decided to move away from the slayer corps because I thought I wouldn't be able to continue, knowing that I would cross paths with you almost every day, in training, in meetings or during breaks by chance. I didn't feel well, I needed time and space."You explained, avoiding maintaining eye contact with him. "After months, I came to the conclusion that deep down it was what you wanted, I was doing exactly what you wanted. You wanted me to leave, you wanted me to live a good life, right? So let me tell you that I will not do your will. The world out there is boring and the adrenaline I needed was here. It always was."

"What a shame...I thought you had found someone in that boring world. You said that maybe there was someone out there who would understand you, someone who would care for you and to be your side."Sanemi spoke with a certain bitterness leaving his lips, at the thought that some other man had touched you

He would never be able to handle this burden...even if he was too proud to admit it.

"I believe so, I believe there could even be someone more understanding than you out there to realize how I was feeling that night, but no, I haven't had anyone since then." The relief inside him came, but was temporarily since you decided to tease him a little."But while I was away, I got a job and met some people, among them a very special friend. He was very nice to me and always willing to help me and comfort me if I wasn't well."You looked away when you felt the slight anger in Hashira's eyes.

You still remember how to push his buttons.

"Oh yeah?" Sanemi took small steps towards you and stopped, looking at you to try to meet your averted gaze. "So the next time you go on a mission, ask him to protect you, call his name so he can come and save you like I saved you all those times." His voice sent slight shivers down your body. You didn't want to feel that but you couldn't help.

That feeling was still there.

"He has nothing to do with my missions and besides, this is a secret organization, have you forgotten?"

"But since you love him so much, invite him. I want to see how long this bastard can last here without pissing himself in fear of those motherfuckers."

"Your attitude is still there, isn't it? Your voice is deeper to match that tough personality of yours that is only getting worse with age."You crossed your arms, looking at him

"And you're still the same idiot you've been since two years ago. Your voice is also more annoying to match that silly personality."

"Sanemi, please, I just got back from a mission and I don't want to spend the rest of the night arguing with you, okay? If you came here to make the things worst, you can leave." You pointed to the door, starting to get a little fed up with that conversation

"Oh, now you know my name? Where's the 'wind pillar' now?" He laughed, mocking. "What's with that face? Don't tell me you're already getting mad with my visit?"

"Deep down you even like it, don't you? You like seeing me in a bad mood, you like seeing me with my claws out?"

"It's better than that depressed face I saw when I walked in. I guess spending too much time with that friend of yours wasn't good for you." Sanemi said, revealing a bit of his jealousy

"Oh, so that's it, huh?! Are you jealous now?" You smiled and he narrowed his eyes

"Jealous? No fucking way!" He bite back and you could only laugh at the situation

"So why are you so worried about the other guys? Come on, tell me--" You felt a pain on the side of your abdomen and grunted, bringing your hands there, applying pressure. "Shit!"

"What's wrong?" Sanemi quickly changed his expression, seeing you in pain

"Nothing." You pulled yourself together even with the pain

"Nothing, my ass! What's that blood staining your uniform?"He pointed, seeing the blood even through the dark uniform. "Are you hurt?"He tried to reach his hands for the fabric, but you slapped his hand

"Get away!" You stepped back, pushing him away

"Don't be stubborn, brat. Let me see." He insisted

"Damn it, Sanemi! Let me go." You shouted and he rolled his eyes, pulling away and snorting

"You're so unbearable, so stubborn! You're annoying me being like this."

"You are just describing yourself, Sanemi. Why do you care so much, huh? Why?"You replied, angry at him. "You literally made a fuss to get me out of this life, not caring how I would feel and now you come here to worry about me."

"BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING LOSE YOU!" He yelled, making you freeze at his action. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHY I WANT YOU OUT OF THE SLAYER CORPS NOW?"

You looked at him, not with an offensive demeanor like before, but more vulnerable after he admitted that.

"I never wanted this, I never wanted you to come into this life because you could die, you could be just another loss in the hands of demons. Damn! I don't want to lose anyone else and... I don't want to lose you too, idiot! I don't want you to die, that's why I always wanted to keep you away, I didn't want to get attached to you because I was afraid of losing you."He paused for a moment and you felt a certain moisture cover your eyes seeing him be so honest."I knew I was playing a dangerous game when I came to this house, when I came to see you after a mission and you smiled at me, when you treated my wounds, when you touched me, when we fu..." He closed his eyes, pressing his lips together and feeling such great anxiety take over him

You looked at him, listening to every single one of those words and finally understanding his reasons. Why he had done all that, why he had gone so far.

A little tear ran down your face, you felt sorry for him, all that sincerity of his didn't even make it seem like it was Sanemi who was there.

He rarely opened up, but at that moment he didn't hide anything from you. All those words caused something in you that you no longer knew if you still had a grudge against him or if you loved him even more.

"Sanemi..." You whispered his name softly

"And yet you came back to this life," He cut off your sentence that was going to follow."you came back to bleed. I could protect you if you had listened to me that night, I could keep you safe if you let me."His voice seemed calmer now and his gaze softer

"But you're not immortal, Sanemi. You can't do all this alone." You raised your eyes to meet his. "That's why I came back, to be by your side. Because I couldn't run away from my feelings."

You looked at each other for a moment that seemed endless. He wanted to respond to what you had just said but preferred to remain silent.

After that tense moment, you took a deep breath and slowly, your hands unbuttoned the top of your uniform and let it fall to the floor. Both your eyes and his were fixed on each other's faces. But for a moment, he looked at the open wound you had, the same one that stained your uniform.

You then took off your belt and pulled down your pants, throwing them to where the top of your uniform was.

You didn't know why you were doing it, why you were exposing yourself like that in front of him. Not that you haven't done this before, but for some reason it felt like the first time.

He looked your half-naked body up and down, seeing how you had evolved and some scars on your skin, the result of training and the missions you had done before. There were also some recent scratches and wounds, which was normal since you had just come from a mission.

However, that was still the body he had already marked, the body that his hands had already touched, the body that no one else could have but him.

"Aren't you going to finish the show?"He asked, a slight teasing tone in his low, deep voice

"No, you don't deserve to see the rest after chose to stay quiet and leave me instead of solving things." You decided to act tough like he used to do, giving him a taste of his own medicine

"Hiding something that I've already seen a lot of times?"His words were getting more and more suggestive and you just sighed

"I need to go take a shower and treat these wounds. If you want to wait for a moment, feel free. I won't be long."

"Maybe if you had calmed down that pretty ass of yours, none of this would have happened."

You felt your cheeks turn red at the comment, but you didn't let it get to you. He was making you feel embarrassed and it was annoying you.

You walked past him, but a stronger arm grabbed you by the waist and kissed you voraciously. You were speechless when he did that so suddenly, and worse than that, you didn't know why you were kissing him back. Maybe it was how much you missed him, maybe it was the love you still felt, maybe it was the fact that he was even more intense than before. You didn't knew.

You stepped away for a moment, looking at him, trying process what just happened.

"What are you doing?" You asked

"What do you think? Taking back what's mine." He said, pushing you against the wall and kissing your lips

You wrapped your arms around his neck while his strong hands held your waist. You opened your mouth, allowing his tongue to enter to dance with yours. You already missed that warm, that strong arms around you, the rough and messy lips against yours.

It didn't take long for him to remove your last two pieces of clothing, his agile and calloused hands running over your skin. As soon as his right hand went down between your legs, you grabbed his wrist and that's when his lips left your neck and looked at you.

"You still have a lot of clothes, don't you think?" You bit your lip in a teasing way."It's a bit unfair."

He quickly removed his uniform, your hands coming to help his and allowing you to see his naked body.

He was already strong before becoming a hashira and had defined muscles but now they were even more developed.

"I see you've trained a lot these years." You looked him up and down, your hands passing all over the chest and abdomen."Your muscles look harder."

"And it's not just the muscles."He raised an eyebrow suggestively

"It seems so."You looked down, noticing his erection and you just smiled, licking your lips

You then held his shoulders, jumping on his arms with your legs wrapped around his waist. His hands digging into the flesh of your thighs as his lips found yours once more.

"Come on, make me yours then." Your lips brushed against his, both of your panting breaths meeting

"You're already mine, don't you understand?" He growled. "No one else can have you. Only me."

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So much longing for each other, so much lost time was being made up for between the two of you at that moment. So many kisses, so many hugs, caresses, words, so many things he wanted to do during all that time were now being put into practice. He wasn't satisfied, the rounds on the bathroom weren't enough, now in the bedroom he was still there, all over you, his lips kissing your neck as he moved inside you. One hand ran from your thigh and moved towards your neck. Your moans and whimpers, his name coming out of your mouth like a plea, was driving him crazy. He already missed hearing you moaning his name.

"I bet your friend would give anything to be in my place now...Filling you like this..."He whispered, breathlessly, close to your ear."But you can't give him that pleasure, because you're mine. All mine." He quickened the pace and you moaned

"Nemi..."

"I'm going to make everyone know who you are... Everyone will know that you'll be my beautiful wife."He grunted, his hands grabbing your jaw."Would you accept it?"

"I-I'm...Nemi..."You felt the joy and pleasure tears running your cheeks as you felt yourself so close

"Say it."He picked up the pace even more, his hand tightening its grip on your jaw, making the things harder for you.

"Yes...I accept to be your wife..."A loudly moan left your lips, your mind too foggy and fucked to think straight at that moment."I'm cumming..."

"That's it, come for me, baby."He panted, moving faster."Show how much you miss me."

Your head tilted back on the pillow, his lips met your open ones, kissing you while he was still fucking you through your orgasm, your moans muffled by the kiss. The overstimulation caused your nails to dig deep into the skin on his back, probably leaving red lines everywhere, he didn't feel pain, only pleasure from it. It also hadn't take much for him to come and spill all his seed inside of you, until you're full and dripping out on the sheets.

"Fuck."He grunted with a last thrust

He rested his forehead against yours, catching his breath, his eyes closed, the drops of sweat on his body mixing with yours, his fingers relaxing their grip on your hip and a long sigh leaving his lips.

Your eyes were almost closed but you could still see his face above yours, a face with scars but so precious at that moment. The face of the man you dreamed all that time.

"Babe?" You called softly

"Hm?" His eyes still remained closed

"Are you okay?"

He just nodded, opening his eyes slightly to meet yours.

"I missed this." You said, running your hands over his face. "I missed you."

"Me too." He took your hand and kissed it, then leaned in to kiss your lips

It was a soft kiss, more romantic than the ones he had given you before.

"So... What are we now?"

"I told you before, you're my fiancée now."He replied, looking into your eyes. "And I'm going to put a ring on that finger of yours one of these days."

"Wow, that's sounds romantic!"You giggled."I like that side of you. You could be like that more often instead of being rough."

"I didn't see you complain."

"Shut up."You patted his shoulder and he gave you a peck on the lips

The Hashira withdraw from you and knelt between your legs, seeing the mess he had made of you. Your body was sweaty, your face flushed, your chest was heaving and your legs were spread and shaking.

"When was the last time you ended up like this?"

"Like what?"

"Exactly like you are now."

"Let me see...Oh, the night you stormed out of my room, remember?"

"Great, that means no one else had to touch what's mine since that day. Good girl."He smirk

"Asshole." You smiled, stretching out your leg to lightly kick his chest, but he pulled you onto his lap by it

You rested your forehead against his and you smiled, planting a kiss on his nose and then on his lips.

"Tomorrow I have to go talk to the master in the morning. I'll make my mission report." You said. "I didn't actually return to my role as a full-time member of the corps but as an "extra help" on the missions. I was thinking about talking to the master, to see if he'll let me supervise the trainees too." You said, looking into his eyes and seeing them soften. You couldn't tell for sure if it was because of your fingers playing with his hair or if it was because of your decision.

"As long as you stay off the battlefield or just carry out missions solely by my side, it's fine with me."

"But I'm strong, you know? I can handle those demons by myself too."

"I know, I can see the passion for the battlefield in your eyes when you fight."His arms embraced you and he kissed the valley of your breasts. "I just don't want you fighting alone either, but now that you mentioned supervising trainees, it wouldn't be a bad idea to see you acting all tough, leading those weaklings."He smiled

"Don't say that, I feel sorry for them, they are so young but some are so determined. I feel even more bad when they have to train with you." You laughed

"Oh, it seems your heart has softened. I still remember when you used to torture demons." He look at you, his head tilting to the side."Now you feel sorry for those idiots?"

"I would never give them the same treatment."

"Why not? I bet they would become stronger."

"The only difference is that I don't kill them, like I do with demons after torturing them."You winked at him, kissing his forehead and hugging his body closer to yours

~~~

After remaining hugged for a few moments, he pulled away and could see a stain of your blood on his arm that was from the wound. Maybe due to the previous effort you ended up bleeding.

"Your wound opened," He laid you down on the mattress and you looked at him."I'm going to get something to clean it and then treat it." You nodded

You couldn't help but look at the way he held the wet cloth all over your body, cleaning not only the blood from the wound but also the traces of the previous act.

"Nice job you did down there." You said and he looked at you

"Thanks!" A smirk appeared on his lips. "I was just marking my territory."

"Why are you always so---ahh." You grunted in pain as he passed the wet cloth over the wound."Possessive?"

"Did it hurt?"

"What do you think?!"

He then bandaged the wound for you, rolling his eyes every time you winced or complained that it hurt.

~~~

"Can I ask you a question?" You looked at him as he lay down next to you

"What?"

"When was the last time you had a night like that?" You decided to ask him the same thing

"As far as I remember, it was the same night you got mad at me and sent me away." He said

"Oh, so it seems no one has touched what's mine since then either. Good boy." You smiled teasingly. "Good night, Nemi."You said, turning off the lamp and he just frowned as you lay down with your back to him

"I guess I'm not the only possessive one here, am I?" He whispered next to your ear, one hand around your waist pulling your back against his chest

"I'm just marking my territory." You turn your head to look at him, teasingly

Sanemi couldn't help but find your playful face hilarious, you being possessive like him also turned him on a little.

"I liked that side of yours, you know? It suits you well."He kissed your forehead and pulled you closer."Good night."

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I feel a lot of people misunderstand Portia in why she ask about Colin's love

One thing I find really disheartening about reactions/opinions on this episode is the conceptual clap backs of "Did Debling love her?!?!"

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Because that response makes me feel someone is missing something in the storytelling. As a response, it has never made sense to me, because.... he never had to!

'Lord Debling was a reasonable match." This guy has acted in every single way The Gentleman. This guy has money, this guy came to Lady Featherington like a respectable adult and asked for Penelope's hand, this guy will be absent, and so THIS guy also Won't Hurt Her! She laid this out in episode 4, To Portia he is an IDEAL catch.

Then comes this news of Bitch-boy Colin (painting from a Portia-esque perspective), that she read IN WHISTLEDOWN!! He does not hold water with her 🚫 This Season, all she has seen of this dude is that he is a flirt. "The most desired man of the season." Regardless of what she thinks Penelope's feelings likely are, she only sees that Colin is NOT serious about her. Freshly back from galavanting across the sea, she does see Colin as serious PERIOD. All the letters Pen wrote, All the teas at Bridgerton house....for years Portia has watched him NEVER WANTING HER! Yet somehow an engagement occurred some time between her daughter leaving a party and family breakfast the next morning... 🤨🧐 Chat shit right?? Her mind must be screaming: HELP ME UNDERSTAND! (In a snarky, passive aggressive way - because she's the one)

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Portia has a right to feel awful disrespected that Colin "I'm a gentleman" Bridgerton didn't come to her first. Like they don't have beef!! 😳 He's been engaged to someone from the Featherington household before, yet... there was no wedding. But Pen (who she thinks of is having less attractions than Marina) somehow is different?

You know who extended the olive branch to the Featherington name to help saved them from drowning in the social ruin of the reveal of Marina's pregnancy? DAPHNE! He was mad at Marina sure, but you know who he showed he didn't care what happened to while he turned his back? You Penelope!! 🤷🏻‍♂️He could have helped soften the blow like Kate, Edwina, and Anthony tried to do after their failed wedding. But he didn't. And that's who Pen threw away an entire future to gamble on?? 🫨😣

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And while Portia doesn't know it yet, the fault for them being in that super precarious social is the SAME EXACT fucking person who is standing in front of her like she don't smell her own shit!! (personal mad when sitting in Portia's perspective)

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THAT 'S the guy Pen wants Portia to celebrate, who Pen believes is a better choice. Portia's looking for the better. "What more can you ask for?" she says an episode 4. The only thing Penelope seemed to believe held her back from commiting to Debling as her husband is this 'Love' nonsense. So if Colin is the Superior choice, he must be giving her what she thought was missing from a marriage, something she thought Debling couldn't provide!

"You have it?" - Portia.

Penelope says she's SURE he CARES about her. But 'care' wasn't the exceptional parameter? To be so certain that you just threw away a good 90% qualification-meeting gentleman, you must have heard this truth that gives you that 10% to match the fantasy were "LOVE"(which Big P don't believe in) is. Right? You thought, you know, but what did he say it??? Has he told you he's giving you what makes choosing him over Debling worth it? Are you getting what you gambled for?!

Portia looks DEFEATED because Pen is betting on fantasies and wishes, without even the vocalized proof of Colin's feelings!!!!!!

"Oh Penelope"= "Girl I feel bad for you", "you sweet summer child." She's repulsed that Pen was SO short-sighted.

I feel like while her reaction is extreme and harsh, it really isn't too difficult to imagine a semi-reasonable parent (with Portia's trauma) may be distraught hearing that their daughter chose to follow a career in ..... like the Arts, that she loves (Colin), when she already had a place at Yale law School (Debby). Without Colin's declaration it's like she mailed in her withdrawal letter and is packing to move into an artist collective commune -- without a lease! Not even guaranteed a spot, setting fire to your previous life plans! It is not right, and it is not okay to treat your children as if they need to live their life as you would. However, for someone who holds security above all Pen has thrown away her last chance at a good life. Pen has shattered a chance at bedrock that Portia knows Pen don't even understand how much she should value! Portia has shielded her from how it feels to watch the ground you've built your life on crumble from underneath her. The fear of having no husband, no son, and no money. Which I think adds to the anger in her tone.

Debling never NEEDED to love Penelope. Why he was a better, more secure match than Colin was everything BESIDES love. What makes Debling a valuable prospect has a very little overlap with what makes Colin Penelope's first choice. Therefore trying to grade them on the same standard..... it doesn't matter if Portia cares about love, it doesn't matter if Debling would EVER say he loves Penelope. So while it matters if Colin has told her that he loves her, he's the only one who has to.

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I do not think she is right all the time, or even often. But one can likely tell from the above that I'm a Portia Featherington fan. I'm a fan of food in tummies and shoes on feet. Did she decide she needed big bucks to eat and dress the way she wanted.......👀🙄

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As someone who looks at Colin as an insecure 23-year-old male... He is my baby. I defend all his big emotions. When he's having a temper-tantrum, I let him kick himself tired. I'm never villainizing him for basically anything he says or does because..... I know he's really a soft boy. And I know Pen doesn't mind. But that doesn't mean we can blame Portia (without having the audience view) for seeing him differently.