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zabimarushoney67 · 2 years ago

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Hello, I'm having thoughts about Jushiro again.

Giving blowjobs but making it dominant and overstimulating. Gripping his thighs and putting them on my shoulders as he tries to squirm away. Indents of fingers on the skin.

I'd make him hold my hair back, so he has to watch closely to do a good job. Leaning back and stopping if he looks away.

-@dragon-anon 🐉

Bruh I love your requests so muccchh 😭🙏🏼 Your requests let my freak to come out and run wild in these streets!! you got it! 💖😍💦 Also I am so sorry this took so long I be fuckin around too much💀 I made up for it by making this my best work - enjoy a whole smut fic ❤️ Dude lowkey you're making me a simp for Jūshirō I be thinking bout this man a lot now 👀

✨Just the tip💦

Jūshirō Ukitake x Fem Reader!

Summary: It’s gonna be a long night with Jūshirō Ukitake so buckle in, it’ll be the ride of your life.

NSFW+18💦MDI⚠️FLUFF💟

Warnings: Oral sex, blowjob magic, dom/switch reader, sub/switch Jūshirō, rough sex, v@ginal penetration, biting, deep throating, overstimulation, edging, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, light bruising.

Authors notes: THIS WHOLE THING IS SMUT. A P0RN0 FOR YA MIND, ENJOY AND FOLLOW ME YA FUCKIN IDIOTS LOVE YOU! 💖

The scent of fresh rain filled the spring night air. Leaving it damp, breezy, and oddly refreshing outdoors.

The pavement gleamed with rippling puddles under the starry night sky. The sudden weather had significantly dropped the temperature, as you two walked back to your quarters after a party broke out in Squad 8’s barracks.

Huddled tight together, fingers interlaced, as warm clouds of breath left your parted lips. The clouds swirled and drifted apart while y/n hiccuped through her words. “Shunsui really knows how to throw a “get-together” doesn't he?” She said, swaying a little and tipsy from the few glasses of sake she had shared with Jūshirō. “He's always been like that, very eccentric when he wants to be,” Jūshirō laughed, smiling down at you. “Let's get home babe, it's freezing out here,” he said hastily. Shivering, he huddled inwards towards your body for warmth, Jūshirō was slightly concerned about catching another cold the longer he stayed outdoors.

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Jūshirō’s sickness has been incredibly forgiving to him the last few days. It's been pleasant, being witness to him glowing beyond recognition, happy, and lively. Compared to the usual confinement to your shared bed, coughing with tissues shoved up his nose. Tonight, Jūshirō was looking mighty fine underneath the clearing night sky. Smiling to herself, y/n nuzzles closer to him, admiring his warm body and his handsome features as they glowed underneath the moonlight.

Seeing him so relaxed, and carefree always awoke something deep inside of y/n. The heady mixture of love and lust, genuine devotion, and feminine domination swooned her brain with endless scenarios for the night's end. Waves of need had started to roll around in her belly. Each wave forced her already shaky legs to wobble some more with the surmounting desire. It's been weeks since Jūshirō has felt well enough for anything more than just the occasional cuddling and hand-holding. Maybe tonight can change that, y/n thought hopefully.

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Arriving back at your barracks, Jūshirō opens the door for you. As you enter, he generously smacks and grabs your butt on the way in. His perfect smile grinned at the way you let out a tiny yelp, laughing when he peeked at you squinting at him from behind your shoulder.

“I'm gonna have a shower,” “Would you like to join me, my love?” he asks warmly, extending his hand toward you.

Taking his large hand in hers, y/n kissed each pad of his fingertips softly. “I had one this morning already honey,” “I'll be waiting in the bedroom,” y/n says allowing his middle finger to trace her soft plush lips.

Her vague smile hinted at a slight promise of “I want more,” the night wasn’t over just yet. Jūshirō’s ears perked up at the sound of your voice, his head started to swarm with all the possibilities y/n could be thinking of. His body slowly roused awake with want, the more he let his brain ponder.

Grabbing hold of your wrist quickly, Jūshirō pulls you into a close embrace. His long fingers cup your chin, pinning your head up toward his. Smiling gently down at you, he kisses both of your cheeks, then your lips passionately. The weeks of pent-up sexual energy started flowing between your bodies, as that one sweet kiss you shared, turned into the devouring of each other's lips.

Wet tongues collided, slipping and sliding with ease. Saliva-covered lips and warm gripping hands compelled the two rabid, touch-deprived bodies close together. Whining softly y/n bites on his bottom lip, tugging and compelling Jūshirō to let out a husky growl. Wrapping her arms around Jūshirō’s neck, y/n tip-toed against him, squishing her braless breasts into his relaxed, but chiseled chest, refusing to let him go.

Releasing his lip to speak, “Can't your shower wait babe?” Y/n pouts quietly, sporting her best pair of puppy eyes. “It can... But,” Jūshirō’s warm eyes glinted with a longing hunger but his devilish smile told a different story. “But what,” she protested in earnest, rolling her eyes to the heavens with a scoff. “I just love making you wait,” he chuckles as y/n’s jaw immediately dropped, “you're gonna regret this Ukitake,” she said pointing her finger at his shoulder. “Go take your shower, I’ll be waiting for you,” y/n says standing on her tiptoes once more, leaving kisses on his jaw.

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The sound of the shower knobs turning, and the water squeaking off signified that the fun was just about to begin.

Making y/n wait for what she truly wanted, had her feeling increasingly horny, her poor mind was in the gutter and her body was angry because of it.

Assuming a position in the middle of their bed, Y/n sat on her knees. She could feel her sticky arousal drip between her folds, sensitizing her whole body.

Fidgeting nervously, she modeled Jūshirō’s captain's coat, covering up her nakedness. Her heart pounded, making the pumping blood feel warm and thick in her veins. Growing ever impatient, Jūshirō needed to come back now and end this malicious waiting period HE forced on her. ‘Damn him, who does he think he is??’ y/n thought, huffing outwardly.

Fleeting seconds felt like precious minutes passing by. Every exhale of y/n’s breath excited her senses until finally the bathroom door was ultimately pushed open.

The fragrant, hot steam poured out of the bathroom and rolled into the bedroom. Like something from a movie, Jūshirō steps into the room with a small towel tucked around his hips. His image left nothing to the imagination, but he looked sexy all the same. His muscled thighs refused to be contained by the fluffy towel and peeked through the slit of the fabric. His cock left quite an impressionable imprint underneath, elevating y/n’s need for him.

Once fully in the bedroom, Jūshirō holds a separate towel to his head and lightly squeezes water from the sopping tips of his hair. Droplets of water fell to his freshly dried chest while he scrunched. Y/n watched captivated as the beads drifted down, flowing perfectly with the muscle lines of his stomach. Thoroughly mesmerized by the shiny trails of moisture they left behind and how they accentuated his robust structure.

Licking her suddenly parched lips, y/n glimpsed up at Jūshirō. Her eyelashes fluttered once they landed on his steam-heated face. Raking a hand through his wet hair, Jūshirō peers down at you from under his towel. His pupils dilated at the mere sight of you. Tracing every inch of exposed skin, he ate you alive while scanning you, head to toe. Jūshirō admired how languidly draped you were within his captain's coat, hiding just enough from his view that he quietly begged to see more.

“You...” “Are...” “So...” “Remarkably beautiful, my dear,” he says appreciatively. Raising his eyes to your face, he flushed even further. Studying your complexion in that instant, he quickly comprehended what your darkened stare meant for him, and for his cock.

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Going on all fours y/n crept to the end of the bed, studying Jūshirō in the process. Stretching out a hand, she hooked a finger in the waistband of his tucked towel.

Tugging him closer to the bed, y/n placed another hand on his body, feeling him up before relaxing her hand on a strong buttcheek. With a soft grunt, he swayed toward the bed until his knees pressed against the front of the mattress. Humming softly at your touch, Jūshirō places a hand over the explorative hand of y/n’s and holds it in place over his butt. Smiling down at y/n, the finger she sealed in his waistband, kept him in place for her.

Moving her face close to his stomach, y/n kisses both of his hip bones and the vein that runs down his navel. Smooth lips meeting his pristine skin, her eyes dart up to Jūshirōs face. After meeting his lustful eyes and making sure he's watching, y/n licks a water bead from his lower naval up to his abdomen, leaving a kiss on his sensitive skin once her tongue reached its destination. Gasping out, Jūshirō held his lip captive between his teeth. He observed her hypnotized while y/n continued to taunt him, reveling in the feel of her tongue against his skin, and the way her delicate lips instilled a kiss after every lick.

Nibbling his skin just above his hip bones, y/n’s hand slithers up and around to his strong thigh, gripping it under her palm. Moving the slit of the towel further away, y/n exposed more of his beautiful flesh for her eyes to feast on.

Looking up at Jūshirō with a sly smile, the finger that was lodged in his waistband runs along the fabric, loosening it. With one swift motion, y/n yanks the towel free and allows it to fall to the floor. The soft cloth pooled around his feet, as y/n placed both of her hands on Jūshirōs thighs, steadying herself. Standing completely bare before you now his cock rose freely, unrestricted and unconfined. Dropping his separate towel to the floor, Jūshiro smirks at you from above with a raised eyebrow.

Watching his cock grow harder by the second, y/n chewed her bottom lip as she salivated at the sight of the gorgeous man that stood in front of her. Placing his large hands over yours, he held onto them. Taking one of your hands, he placed it over his shaft enticing you to grab ahold of him. Jūshirō watched as you gripped onto his stiff cock with him, slowly he moved his hand up and down his throbbing girth. “Hmm, Yes.” “That's it, baby,” he praised you, smiling as your hand mimicked his rhythm.

Unleashing a stifled moan, Jūshirō gently directed you on how to stroke his cock, loving the way your hand felt rubbing him. The foreplay turned him on immensely, he had silently started wishing to bury himself in you already. Running up and down the length of his cock, the both of you pumped him until precum dribbled from his slit.

The mixture of teamwork and watching Jūshirō enjoy himself encouraged more saliva to fill y/n’s mouth. “You seem dazed,” “My love,” he said with a gentle smile, one that quickly turned into an ‘O’ shape as your hand gripped his cock head tightly. “I stand...” “Corrected...” “Ugh, fuck,” he murmured forcibly.

Smiling deviously, y/n’s hooded eyes flashed something fierce and untamed. She had wished to please her husband all evening, and her wish was soon to be granted.

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Dragging her tight fist down his hard length once again, y/n positions his swollen tip on her tongue. The taste of his pre brought back fond memories of, driving Jūshirō completely mad with lust, and an incredible urge to cum only to deny him. The sounds, the curses, and the frustration he’ll feel and demonstrate... Y/n sorely missed the way he would take it all out on her when she eventually had her fill of teasing him. It's a side of Jūshirō only you have seen, and you love to bring out anytime you get.

Licking it away, saliva had started to string down from her tongue. Dripping and connecting to the skin of her thighs, all while she recalled her memories. A red shade of blush painted Jūshirōs face as y/n slowly and teasingly moved her head down his length. Finally, she encased the first few inches of him in her warm, wet mouth. Y/n’s lips tightened around his head, sucking him sweetly and letting her tongue swirl around his sensitive gland. All the while, massaging the base of his shaft. Jūshirō’s mouth dropped while he observed Y/n in amazement. By the time her tongue rang around him the third time, his thighs had already started trembling from the feeling.

Throwing his head back at the intense pleasure, and his mouth agape his long hair fell down his back. Closing his eyes, Jūshirō groans loudly and started thrusting his hips in time with the fervent moving of y/n’s tongue around his cock. Relishing in the eager sucking of her mouth, Jūshirō was quickly losing all of his composure. With one hand on the back of your head, he pushed your head down forcibly, making you gag.

Refusing to be told what to do, a loud pop sounds out and suddenly her precious touch ceased. Y/n sits back on her knees, wipes her mouth, and smiles sweetly at the super horny but now confused Jūshirō. He seemed very troubled by the sudden removal of your mouth, gripping his cock he stroked himself slowly, wondering why you stopped.

“Something the matter babe?” y/n asks with fake concern, “Yes, actually,” he said panting, and rubbing himself. “It seems my beautiful, loving, caring, and endearing wife has stopped touching me.” Jūshirō’s eyebrows furrowed as an amused smile placed itself on his face.

“My, my,” “What a shame, huh?” y/n gasped back at him innocently. “A tragedy, really,” he responded curtly.

“Whatever shall we do my sweet, loving husband?” y/n hummed sing-song-like. “You mean,” “What do I have to do,” he huffed. “C’mon, out with it woman,” the sexual frustration already rearing its head. His cock twitched angrily from the sudden lack of stimulation.

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Replacing his hand, y/n softly gripped the base of his cock, riding her hand up his length. Her thumb pressed against the underside of his cock, forcing it to curve while she stroked him. Mumbled moans and sweet curses started to fall from Jūshirō’s mouth as his eyebrows furrowed some more. “Please, y/n-sama,” he begged desperately, fiending to feel her welcoming mouth swallow him whole again.

“I'll give you what you want, don't worry baby,” “You're just so...” “impatient,” Y/n said in a hushed and warning tone. “I told you, that you were gonna regret it, didn't I? My love?” She looked up into Jūshirōs eyes, scanning his seemingly stoic complexion for any hesitation. “I vaguely remember you saying that,” “Yes, darling,” he said through smiling but gritted teeth. “Such a good boy, for remembering” y/n said in admiration.

“Now then,” “you are gonna stand here, and look real beautiful,” “while I make you feel so, so good,” y/n said with closed eyes and a killer smile. “What's the catch?” “I know your games babe,” Jūshirō said with a raised eyebrow.

“Awh,” “You know me so well honey,” y/n says graciously, clasping her hands together. “For starters, if you would be so kind,” “Hold my hair back for me, please sweetheart,” “and secondly,” y/n’s tone dropped. “Secondly, you will not force me. Don't be pushy,” she said sternly, glaring slightly at Jūshirō.

“You know, I’ll have to punish you now for being so greedy,” Y/n sighed, shrugging her shoulders. “Here’s the deal,” “You, take a single eye off of me, and I will start over.” “From the very beginning.” “Do not cum unless I say so, got it?” y/n says in finality, raising an eyebrow in his direction.

Clutching his chest as if you shot him Jūshirō sucked in a long breath through his teeth. Hissing it out, he silently agrees, nodding gently in your direction.

Looking into your eyes, Jūshirō jokes, “You can be so cruel to me sometimes my love,” he says with a smirk. “But if it means I get to play with you, I’ll do whatever my baby tells me,”. Flashing him with a genuine smile, “I love that answer,” Y/n says with a giggle. Resuming her position, she beams back at Jūshirō for being such a good sport.

Jūshirōs gentle fingers push your hair behind your ears so he can gather it all, holding it in a ponytail style. Glancing up at Jūshirō, and then back at the task at hand he cheekily comments, “My eyes are up here, babe,”. With a quick shake of her head, Y/n squint's at him before spitting on the tip of his dick, spreading it, and using it to lube him up.

Grunting and clenching his jaw from your moving fist, Jūshirō’s hips thrust and tense with each stroke. Once satisfied with the squelching noises that came from roughly stroking his cock, y/n takes him back into her mouth and starts sucking. Closing her eyes, y/n savored the flavor of his clean skin and the faint taste of fruity sake, that somehow mixed perfectly together.

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“Hnnng...” “Oh, shit... yes..!” “Fuck...” “Mmm... baby,” “You just...ugh,” “Fucking love sucking this dick, huh?,” Jūshirō moaned peering down at y/n. His jaw went slack, “so pretty, sucking me like that...” he said, panting with each movement of y/n’s head. His eyes studied her while she deepthroated his length with ease. Tiny explosions rippled throughout his body whenever his dick touched the back of y/n’s throat. Accompanied by the cute, slutty sounds she made while pleasuring him, Jūshirō’s head floated blissfully in the heat of it all.

Drool carelessly leaked from the crevices of y/n’s mouth, down his shaft, and over his balls making a mess in his trimmed, white pubes. Jūshirō’s grip on your hair weakened, and his gaze began to waver.

His body ached and jerked, screaming for some relief. Unfortunately for Jūshirō, y/n kept sucking and stroking. Instinctively, she just knew when he was about to look away, her movements would slow, moving damn near to a stop each time. It was unfair, Jūshirō thought. A thought that was soon eased at the feel of her wet tongue wrapping around his throbbing shaft. Y/n could feel his thighs begin to quake uncontrollably under her palms while she toyed with him.

Y/n’s body sang with each of his frantic moans, making her vibrate with desire. Jūshirō’s body tensed up every time she bounced her head. With his fast-approaching orgasm, y/n smiled internally ‘Now the real fun can start’ she assumed to herself.

Looking up at Jūshirō’s face with his dick still in her mouth, she maintained eye contact with him making him blush a deep red.

His whole body was awkwardly hunched due to the naughty torture he had subjected himself to, it had started to take a toll on his body. “I know you're... Fuck,” “Having fun... ” “But would y/n-sama...” “Be kind enough to let her sweet, loving husband sit,” He said grunting, peering down into your eyes. “I think I’ll pass out if don’t,” Jūshirō chuckled before his knees slightly buckled while y/n forcibly sucked his tip.

Pulling off his head sharply, y/n giggled at the face Jūshirō made when she popped off his sensitive cock. Smiling cutely at him, “Well,” “You've done a great job so far,” she said in praise, “I don't see why not,” y/n nodded, patting the mattress and inviting Jūshirō into her space.

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Y/n watched as Jūshirō made his way to the headboard, sitting against the wall he sighed, looking so relieved to finally sit.

His cock stood rigidly hard, pulsing, and sore from the overstimulation. Jūshirō couldn't remember the last time you had him this worked up, but this has been a wonderful reminder as to why he married you. The sex life you shared was and has always been incredible. Sex wasn't an answer for everything that went wrong, but you could always find one another in it, bringing you closer with each encounter.

Crawling to his feet y/n pushed them apart with her hands, before moving between his legs. Once comfortable there, y/n’s hands grip under his thighs lifting them so they sat on her shoulders. Holding them in place, she kissed his inner thighs before playfully biting the fleshy inside, making Jūshirō yell out in shock. “AH!?” “Ow...” “What’re you doing down there?” he sighs with a chuckle and a slight look of horror on his face.

Y/n peered up at him with a mischievous grin, “Just having some fun that's all,” she said matter-of-factly. Kissing, and running her tongue over the red welt she left, y/n made her way to his other thigh repeating her ritual there as well. Jūshirō’s breath would hitch in his lungs while his body shook with every soft smooch and bite y/n left on his skin. After playing with him, y/n’s hands gripped Jūshirō’s thighs. Holding them hostage against her shoulders, until her fingertips left little half-moon indentations on his sensitive flesh.

The fun she had planned, was about to fuck her husband up and she could hardly wait.

Grinning to herself y/n’s playful thoughts were soon interrupted, “I don't like that look on your face,” Jūshirō murmured, his remark only making y/n cackle with glee. “I love you, so much,” she declared, that evil temptress look never fully leaving her face only failed to lessen his sudden worry.

‘Oh boy, here we go,’ Jūshirō thought to himself, swallowing hard as he knew he was in for it now, he rioted quietly with himself, praying he could last. With no hands, y/n lowered her mouth to his aching cock. Sucking him softly, she moved a hand to stroke his member in tandem. With clenched teeth, Jūshirō groans and pulls your hair out of the way, his hands shaking the entire time. Fully in view now, he dared not look away from you as he knew that simply postponed his orgasm further. Flashing her eyes at Jūshirō y/n slowly pushed him to the back of her throat.

Jūshirō watched, inch by inch as y/n wrapped her warm mouth around him, your plush lips looked so perfect around his shaft. The image had burned into his mind until, “Ooh, my fucking...” “God!” “Wait!” “Wait... Stop!” Jūshirō cried out suddenly, his hips convulsing helplessly away from you. “I'm gonna..” “Cum... If you don't stop!” he pleaded. Y/n moaned with his dick still down her throat from his begs, the vibrations from her voice only outed more of his pathetic cries.

Swirling her tongue around his shaft slowly while lifting her head, Júshirō’s cock pulsed in her mouth, throbbing in time with his quickened heartbeat. Pulling off of him, y/n’s tight fist replaced her mouth stroking him slowly to a point of no return.

Jūshirō’s face was shiny with sweat, he gasped and sucked a breath in every time y/n’s fist passed his cock head and back down his length. “Y/n-sama, please..” He said through his moans, “Can I please cum?” “Hnnnng... Fuck! Please?!” “I can't hold out much longer...” Jūshirō said in a hushed tone, tensing his whole body to keep himself from cumming too soon.

Giggling, y/n shook her head from side to side real slow-like. Refusing to let him cum, but continuing the torture y/n licked the base of his dick up to his tip before gently kissing and sucking the sides of his shaft, taunting him further. “Ah, Shit!” “I'm gonna-...” was all Jūshirō could say before his cock twitched hard in her hands. Quickly releasing him y/n watched as milky cum poured from his cock, and down his shaft. Blinking up at Jūshirō, who had not only disobeyed her orders but also stopped looking at that moment, received a hefty look from y/n.

“That's just a shame,” y/n signed, “I was just getting started,” trying and failing to hide her dissatisfaction, she released his thighs and sat on her knees. “I'm..” “I'm sorry my love,” Jūshirō said weakly, “I couldn't last, you felt too good.”. Sitting up he grabbed your face and kissed you all over before his lips lightly touched yours.

Instantly and swiftly he moved his body behind you pushing you face-first into the mattress. With your ass in the air, Jūshirō moved his coat out of the way to smack your ass hard. Calmly, he soothes your heated skin, rubbing it softly before matching the sting to your other cheek.

Gasping out in shock y/n laughs at his rapid movements, almost forgetting that he is a Captain in The Gotei 13. “It's my turn now,” he grumbled, his cock never growing soft Jūshirō presses it against your ass. The cum from his ruined orgasm earlier smeared all over your ass the moment he smacked his cock on your skin there.

Running his cock head up and down your slit to tease you, he gripped your waist tightly readying you to take him, all of him. “I have been waiting all goddamned night...” “Correction...” “Fucking weeks!” “For this, for you, babe,” Jūshirō said his voice sounding tired and strained. “Tit for tat baby,” He said just before plunging himself into your dripping cunt.

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Pushing all of his weight onto your body, your back arched until your ribs lay flat against the bed. Jūshirō leaned close to your ear, close enough that y/n could feel his breath against her skin. Completely submerged in your depths, he could hear you whimpering below him.

Smacking your ass, he thrust his hips harshly into you. “Goddamn...” “Uhhg, fuck princess...” “Your pussy is so tight,” “Bout time I fix that, yeah?” Jūshirō said with a chuckle. Y/n lay totally dazed underneath him, not sure how she ended up in this position but wasn't gonna complain about it otherwise. “It's been far too long baby,” y/n said whining, “Don't ever make me wait again, Jūshirō Ukitake,” she said still trying to front her dominance before crying out at the sharp feeling of his cock dragging against her G-spot.

“But you're so sweet... And wet,” Jūshirō grunted in between thrusts. “So worked up,” “and all for me,” “I think I'll make you wait more often, baby,” He grinned down at you. His brown eyes gazed lovingly at your form and how it splayed out underneath him. The way your hair curled and stuck to your sweat-slicked skin, and the way your legs were spread just right; that every time he shoved himself into you, your ass would jiggle against his hips. You were a sight worth beholding, and he wasn't going to let a single moment pass him by.

The sound of your ragged breath and the way you cried out every time he collided himself into you, was like music to his ears. Gripping your waist with both hands now, Jūshirō held you in place as he lazily pulled his cock out to the tip, then drove it right back into you with force.

His balls noisily slapped against your messy, soaking-wet pussy. A cacophony of “aahs...” “mmms...” curses, and groans rang around the room as you two continued to make vicious love together.

Jūshirō’s soft hands groped your skin and roamed around your body voluntarily. Gripping your ass he spreads your cheeks and peered down in between. “Fuck...” “I love the way your pussy grips my cock baby,” “Why don't you cum all over it for me, huh?”.

His pussy-drunk words fell from his mouth, dripping like sweet honey and calming y/n’s heightened senses. Clenching her muscles and surprising Jūshirō with a kegel, y/n was greatly rewarded with a forceful moan coming from Jūshirō. “I'm not that easy...” “Captain,” Y/n said with a teasing laugh, clearly poking at his failed attempt at lasting earlier. “We’ll see about that baby,” Jūshirō taunted. Pulling out, “Flip over,” his voice was demanding, deep, and warm. They sang through your ears and traced your skin softly, rousing goosebumps all over for just a moment.

Doing exactly what she was told y/n lays on her back but with her knees touching, refusing Jūshirō access to enter. “C’mon, don't be like that baby girl,” he heckled urging y/n to behave. “Make me,” y/n grinned brattily. With a look of pride on his face, Jūshirō gripped under your knees and pushed your legs up towards the headboard. “I'll be taking this, thank you,” he said, admiring your glistening lips as they shone plump, wet, and shiny under the bedroom light.

Taking his cock in hand, he slips his tip in between your slit and collects your wetness, rubbing slowly up and down. Once adequately lubed up he smacks his thick girth across your pussy. Jūshirō chuckled at y/n with every smack, as her legs quivered and toes curled from the quick sensation of his cock smacking against her clit.

The tables seemed to be turning quickly as y/n so badly wanted to shout at Jūshirō to quit teasing. Sensing your eagerness, Jūshirō presses his tip into your entrance. “This is what you want right?” he said breathily, “You want my cock inside of you baby?” “You're looking needy, my love,” he smiled prettily down at your flushed, frustrated face.

Y/n huffed in annoyance, because ‘obviously yeah,’ Jūshirō became her least favorite person any time he would tease her. He always gave y/n what she wanted until he doesn't. It happens most often when she’s horny, and that was just cruel. “I don't know what to do unless you tell me, babe,” he pressed into you further. Shallowly thrusting the tip in and out, over and over. “I was supposed to be the one... Hah... Teasin’... You! Fuck...” y/n whined, trying to wiggle against him to push him deeper, all in vain of course. The grip Jūshirō had was perfectly placed, he could do whatever he wanted to Y/n and she would be at his mercy.

“Use your words, my love,” Jūshirō cooed gently, y/n squirmed against him frustrated as ever, and cried out, “Just fuck me already!” “Please!”.

“Whatever my princess wants,” he sighed, sliding himself deep into you, “God... Your pussy is... So fucking good!”. Jūshirō’s body shuttered at the feeling of your slick walls sheathing his length, throwing his head back in a deep growl his hips started rolling ferociously into your core. Spreading your legs, Jūshirō pushed your knees up toward your chest, folding you. His strong thighs encompassed your hips for leverage, drilling his cock against your G-spot. The obnoxious squelching that ensued from his movements, was enough for y/n to become embarrassed by her intense arousal. Blush covered her face, contorted in pleasure her pussy twitched and tightened with each thrust.

The Jūshirō Ukitake y/n was being faced with now was entirely different from his usual friendly, personable, nerdy self. His demeanor changed in an instant when he got control of you, pounding you into oblivion. Y/n screamed out as Jūshirō showed zero signs of slowing down.

Effortlessly he slid in and out, and deep enough that y/n could've sworn he was fucking her guts. Feeling full to the brim, y/n’s pussy seized and released uncontrollably from his intense rhythm. Falling silent, y/n gasped for breath and rolled her head back onto the pillows. Her mouth gaped but no noise came out, her body convulsed hard as her orgasm flooded all of her senses. “Oh fuck!,” “Ugh... Yes!” “Great job, my love” “I fucking love it... When you cum all over me, like that.” Jūshirō praised you, his eyes full of passion and lips slightly parted. The rolling waves of y/n’s orgasm had her pussy pulsing around his swollen cock, pushing Jūshirō to the edge.

“Shit!...” “I’m gonna fucking cum!” “Fuck! So hard!” Jūshirō thrusts got sloppy as he reached pure bliss. His cock throbbed as his orgasm washed over full force. Moaning loudly just as the first wave took over him, Jūshirō grunted and clenched his jaw with sweat rolling down his temple. Pulling out he pumped out a few ropes of cum that messily covered your mound, and lips, dripping toward your sticky entrance. Taking his tip, he smeared his mess all over, inserting some into your cunt and marveling how it decorated your lips so nicely.

Releasing a deep breath, Jūshirō’s whole body relaxed. His head fell with his shoulders as his lower body jerked with the aftershocks. Opening his eyes, he released his grip from your thighs, y/n’s legs dropped heavily as she heaved for breath. Swallowing thickly, she peered up at Jūshirō whose face was just as red as hers. Beaming at him y/n couldn't help the fit of giggles that roused from her while she stared at her thoroughly fucked out husband before her. Chuckling confused at your reaction, Jūshirō raises a questioning eyebrow at you, “What's so funny? Mrs. Ukitake?”. “You.” she said smiling satisfactorily, “You’re funny. Sexy, and beautiful,” “I love you so much, my sweet husband,”

“I love you to my beautiful, loving, darling wife,” he declared, his brown eyes resting happily in yours.

🌸End🌸

!BLEACH REQUESTS ARE OPEN!🌸

This was longer, I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed working on it! I took a little different take on Jūshirō’s character so I hope that was okay! The story was really short with just a blowjob scene, can't say a lot without it sounding the same after some time! I worked really hard on this so I hope it shows lmao 😩💕

@dragon-anon

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embervolkan · 2 years ago

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Ello poppets.Thought I’d make a Second part to my very first little writing piece of Mr Undertaker.

Here’s the first part if you wish to read it. https://www.tumblr.com/embervolkan/712623081253994496/thought-id-give-this-writing-stuff-a-try-and-what?source=share

Hope you enjoy <3

Love for the Wilting Lily

18 +

Smoke was a common smell when you’re in the city. Along with the smell of fresh bread, gas from the local factories. Even the small fragrance of flowers and produce from the local markets.

Colorful stands of produce and more filling the streets. The warmth of the sun painting the streets and whole city. To think it had been a few days since the sun was ever truly out like this. Sunny, breezy, warm London.

Y/n looked up at the sky as they walked the streets of the city. Their basket held close to their chest. The noise around them almost muffled as they watched the clouds. Their clumsiness however snapping them back into reality as they scanned the shops.

When working, Y/n never really ventured out like this often. Only the days Undertaker needed more supplies and food for the week. Was never often it was this nice when Y/n was out and about. More importantly, it was never this relieving to be out.

Y/n touched their lips gently. A small sigh escaping them, remembering what had happened the other day. The way Undertakers lips felt on theirs. The way he held them, the way his hands trialed up and down their body. The way he said their name, the way his green eyes glowed so beautifully.

They couldn’t help but blush more, their eyes trailing the ground. It was almost like it was a dream that y/n was awaken from, but Y/n eventually awoke as loud commotion was heard from afar.

Y/n sighed deeply, Their eyes lazily looking up as people passed. Their voices muffled. A small hum escaping y/n’s lips as they saw the crowd of people gathered near something or someone.

Y/n raised en eyebrow going towards them. Overhearing the locals, the whispering and cries.

“ Another victim of Jack the Ripper”

“ Poor girl, who could ever do this”

“ Definitely got a kick out of this one I bet, poor thing”

Their voices drifted once more as the crowds whispers and mumbles became almost louder as the police ushered them to step back. Y/n Took this as a sign to get going as they glanced at the body once more before walking away

Y/n hummed as they continued to walk, the sun still out as a soft breeze blew. The scene from earlier playing in their mind as their thoughts were quite loud.

Their eyes caught the bright colors of the spring plants. The thoughts Y/n had fading away as they turned to see the stands, the soft and fragrant smell of the freshly cut flowers filling the air.

Their hands gently touched the soft petals of the flowers as Y/n blushed softly, “ Lilies .. lilies are so beautiful”

“Indeed” a familiar voice said as Y/n froze. Slowly turning around as her eyes met those emerald eyes.

“U-undertaker-“

“Lilies, a sign of rebirth some say” He grabbed one as he gently placed it in Y/ns silky hair. A smile appearing as he bent his head down more, his fingers gently grazing their cheek with a chuckle, “Also can mean … innocence… purity ..”

Y/n looked away as their face flushed. His fingers tickling their skin as they cleared their throat looking at him with a small smile, listening to him, unable to say words, “ Some also say they also represent mourning and grieving when given to the dead” Undertaker said In his raspy tone as his fingers touched the petals of the flowers on the display table behind them, “Seems I got your tongue poppet”

“I-I …. I didn’t expect you to be out today that’s all-“

“Didn’t expect me to see you out in public on such a lovely day? ..not to mention …” He tilts his head slightly with a smile as his eyes gazed into theirs

“ You look lovely poppet, so much difference out here then in there”

“Y-you mean in the shop?”

Undertaker laughed quietly as he nodded before taking their hand, twirling them softly, “ It’s always a refreshing feeling seeing the person you’ve grown close with show these kinds of things about themselves, don’t you agree?”

Y/n nodded slowly as they looked away with a deep blush, their hands softly letting go of his quickly. Undertaker raised an eyebrow before grabbing their hand again pulling them close to him, his hand holding their face, his other holding their hand.

“ can’t forget about the other day can you doll”

Y/n gasped as they looked up at him with a stutter, “W-what?! What makes you s-say that-“

Undertakers giggle turned into a loud laugh as Y/n scoffed pushing him away with a huff, “ Tease …” they pouted.

“ Oh my, you do know how to get an oldman to laugh his poor heart out”

Y/n rolled their eyes as they turned around looking at the flowers once more, their face still red as they placed their hand on the table. Soon being grazed by Undertakers fingers

His body pressed onto theirs as his chest laid on their back, his left hand trialing underneath Y/ns clothing, his fingers caressing their stomach with a tickle.

His right hand, gently laying on Y/ns hand, his thumb rubbing the back of their hand.

A shiver went through Y/ns body as they bit their lip, their body becoming hot as Undertaker laid his head on their shoulder, “ I haven’t forgotten how your lips feel Poppet, or how your skin feels”

His left hand trials up more as Y/n gasps covering their mouth as they look to see the people passing by, “ N-not here .. please”

Undertaker quickly brought his hand out as he turned Y/n around with a smile, still holding them close, “ Embarrassed to be in public with someone like me?”

“What .. No! Never!” Y/n yelled before covering their mouth embarrassed, “ I just … I just would want .. to be in a private space .. with you .. that’s all”

Undertaker smirked as he laughed quietly letting go of Y/n as he grabbed a bouquet of flowers looking back at y/n, tossing them gently to them, “ Then shall we?”

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“ I think I’m in the mood for pasta wouldn’t you agree poppet”

Undertakers voice echoed inside the shop as Y/n sat in their desk. Both of them just coming back from the shopping trip.

It was .. strange In a good way as Y/ns blushed face turned to the sound of his voice, “ Yes .. that does sound lovely”

“come, why don’t you help me with the sauce”

Y/n got up as they walked to the small kitchen, seeing the vegetables they had just gotten on the cutting board, Y/n stood next to Undertaker as they began to cut some of the vegetables. Undertaker humming and giggling as he worked on the pasta

“Today was a good day” undertaker said with a small chuckle, the flour on his hands dusting the counter the more he moved.

Y/n blushed more as they smiled gently, “ why’s that”

“Got to spend it with you of course”

Undertaker didn’t hesitate those words as he dusted himself gently and playfully poking Y/ns cheek, “ Don’t believe me?”

Y/n Huffed wiping their cheek with a grin, grabbing some of the flour nearby throwing it into Undertakers face, “ No.. I don’t think I do”

Undertaker was speechless as he coughed rubbing his face gently trying to get the flour off. Y/n laughed as they moved back with some flour still in their hand, “ Who’s got your tongue now-“

Y/n Yelled with a laugh as they felt Undertaker pick them up, walking them to the table.

Undertaker laid them down on the table with a mischievous smile pinning them down, “ You’re gonna pay for that”, his hands moved to Y/ns sides quickly, tickling them as Loud laughter started to fill the room. Y/n was practically crying tears of laughter as they tried their best to push him off.

“Alright! Alright!” Y/n laughed as Undertaker joined in with their laughter.

Y/ns face was flushed as their eyes closed softly catching their breath, their cheeks almost glowing as Undertaker looked down at them with glowing eyes. His lips parted slightly as his heart skipped a beat.

The way Y/ns flushed face looks right now, the way their laughter is still trailing. He couldn’t help but blush softly, his hands moving to Y/ns face.

Y/ns eyes opened as their smiled stayed seeing Those emerald eyes again, their heart beating fast in their chest as Undertakers face moved close to theirs

“undertaker ..” Y/ns voice was breathless as they brought their hands to his face, his eyes widening a bit feeling the sensation of Y/ns hands.

Everything moved so slow as he closed his eyes, his lips crashing into theirs. Y/n moaned softly out of surprise, their hands trialing to his neck.

Undertaker couldn’t hold back anymore, the sight he had just seen made his heart flutter and ache with a feeling he didn’t know he could feel.

His tongue entered y/ns mouth, his hands trialing their body. The heat of his mouth and hands making Y/n loose her ability to even think, not even remembering how to breath as their hands trailed to his back, their nails digging into his clothed back

Y/n gasped feeling his lips trial along their neck and shoulder.

“U-undertaker” Y/n said in a pant.He looked up at them, crashing his lips with theirs once more. His body laying on top of theirs now.

Not leaving an inch out as Their lips and bodies stayed so close to eachother. Their lips and warm breath tickling each others skin. Their hands gripping and feeling everything they could.

If only … if only it could stay like this forever Y/n thought through their pants and soft moans.

If only

“ Y/n .. I ..” Undertaker broke the kiss as he gently smiled through his breathless words, “ I .. think … I think I-“

“Undertaker, Are you home?”

A voice was heard from outside the kitchen as Y/ns mind and body came back. The realization kicking in as a squeak left them.

Undertaker sighed softly as he stood up slowly carefully helping them up, “ Tendered moment I might say” he kissed their forehead with a smile as Y/n Chuckled softly, looking up at him.

“ Indeed …”

Undertaker caressed their cheek before walking past Y/n, “ seems a customer awaits poppet, let us get back to business and .. clean this flour up”

Y/n watched as he walked out, their Curiousness moving them the doorway

“ Well if it isn’t Lord Phantomhive!” Undertakers enthusiastic tone returning, the blush on his face gone as he stood near his desk.

Y/ns eyes peaking through the doorway as they saw the noble boy, next to him a tall and mysterious butler.

“ tell me, what shall I do for the young lord this time ..”

Yes .. what shall the undertaker do for them this time?

#undertaker x y/n #undertaker x reader #black butler x reader #it’s 12 in the morning…help

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maracujatangerine · 1 year ago

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Being Rover - Part 6

CW: consensual sex (not graphic), institutionalised slavery, dehumanisation, box boy universe, pet whump

Previous - Next

Pale morning sun filtered down through the leafy canopy as Jenny and Rover followed their owners along the path, a half step behind, carefully keeping their leashes slack.

“There we go.” Holly said, reaching out to unclip the leash from Jenny’s collar. “You can take the three kilometer track and if you feel like it, you can continue on and run five K, too.” She smiled at the pets. “We aren’t in a hurry, me and Martha will spend some time at the open-air gym here and, if you aren’t back yet, we can grab a coffee, so feel free to take your time.”

Behind her back, Rover’s owner frowned at the liberties Holly gave the pets, but refrained from any remarks. She just gave Rover a curt nod to confirm the order.

“Thank you, Mistress.” Jenny acknowledged the instructions with a sunny smile.

“Y-yes, Mistress.” Rover replied.

The pets started off walking side by side. It was a breezy day, clouds chasing each other rapidly across the blue sky.

The trail winded downwards through a stand of beeches, their leaves dancing in the wind.

Jenny took the lead running and Rover followed. Her glossy, black hair was tied up in a plait that bounced against her pink sports jacket.

Repeated visits to the gym, as well as begrudgingly increased food rations by his owners had helped Rover regain some stamina. Jenny was still much more well-trained than the pet, but it could match her fairly slow pace.

When they had been running for a while, she slowed down, reached out and grabbed Rover by the hand.

“Let’s go this way.” She said, with a smile over her shoulder.

She followed a narrow path that led off the main trail into the forest. After just a few steps, the dim, green gloom wrapped around them like a cloak.

It was breaking tradition - they had been running here several times before and just stuck to the main trails. That was enough to make Rover’s heart beat faster with the nerve of it, but it didn’t actually break the rules and Miss Holly had said that they could take their time.

Jenny’s hand was warm in the pet’s as she moved gracefully between the trees.

After a while the pet became conscious of a faint sound of rushing water, the sound growing louder as they walked. With startling suddenness, they emerged from the gloom of the forest into a secluded clearing. A cheerfully burbling stream ran down one side of the glade, glittering in the sunlight.

With a low, warm laugh, Jenny released the pet’s hand to make a gesture encompassing the whole clearing.

“I wanted to show you this.” She said, “It… it is sort-of my secret place.” She paused with a sideways glance to Rover. “Well, Mistress Holly knows about it, of course. But it is rarely that people come here, and I go here sometimes if I want some time to myself.”

“It-it is beautiful.”

Hesitatingly, Rover stepped out into the sunlight, the warmth enveloping the pet like a giant’s gentle caress. Jenny’s glossy, dark hair caught some of the sunlight, but most of it seemed to glitter in her blue eyes.

The idea of a secret place… it was like a thrill, sending a shiver of excitement down the pet’s spine. It was wrong, of course, but also amazing.

With two impulsive steps Jenny closed the distance between them. Wrapping her arms around Rover’s neck. Pressing her lips to his in a kiss.

Rover froze.

Just looking down at her. The pet didn’t know what to do. She looked wide-eyed up at him, pressed so close that he could feel her heartbeat against his own chest.

Almost instinctively, Rover slowly craned his neck, seeking to reply to her kiss with his own. Her lips were soft, and warm. Her breath warm against his skin. The verdant scents of green grass and trees enveloping them. Heat started to pool in Rover’s stomach, between his legs. A feeling he had all but forgotten.

He halted, scrutinising her face. Was this right?

Jenny smiled breathlessly up at him.

“It’s okay.” She said, quietly. “My mistress understands that I have… other needs. It isn’t enough for me to only warm her bed, I also have other desires. She is very generous, my Mistress. She allows me this.”

She misunderstood his hesitation and continued.

“There’s no need to worry.” She nodded down at her right arm. “I have a contraceptive implant. You are a domestic, not a romantic, your owners have no reason to be jealous. We can do this for us.” Now it was her turn to hesitate, and lower her gaze. “That is, if you want to?”

She was wrong, Rover knew that. His owners would be jealous. Perhaps not for the sexual contact, but if the fact that this was something private, a desire - no, a joy - a joy in the pet’s life that was not of their making and outside of their control. Pets should have nothing for themselves

Looking down into Jenny’s face, her porcelain skin, her deep, blue eyes, Rover made a conscious decision to be a bad pet. Slowly, he bent down and kissed her again. They undressed each other, slowly, in the warm sunlight, and when they had each other on the soft, slightly prickly bed of grass of the forest floor, it was as if they weren’t pets at all.

Afterwards, they lay together, looking up at that beautiful, clear blue sky, his arm under her head, her hand on his chest. The scent and warmth of each other feeling safe, and almost intoxicating.

When they finally got dressed to leave, they carefully picked leaves out of each other’s hair.

On the jog back, they quietly exchanged looks and smiles. The secret between them a shimmering soap bubble of light to keep them warm even when being apart.

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needfantasticstories · 9 months ago

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Day 8: “Why won’t it stop?”

[Quantity over quality today]

Hyrule Field Hell

They all stood in the grass of Hyrule field, a breeze cooling the sweat from their brows.

What had once been six guardians was now smoldering piles of wire, screws, cores, arms, and gears scattered between them and Hyrule Castle. The splinters of Wild last shield were scattered in the mix as well. Four gathered a collection of the cores and gears, and a few others followed suit.

“I thought you said the guardians in this area had all been cleared?” Warrior leaned on his sword and tried to strike a relaxed pose; but a wince broke through his smile.

Wild put his hands on his hips, catching his breath like all the others. “I guess the monster patrols missed these. They’re, uh, not exactly well-trained fighters yet.”

Time joined Warrior’s laugh at that statement. Time surveyed the open fields for signs of more guardians, but only the grass and leaves gently waved.

Looking at his exhausted companions, Time called, “Alright, boys, take a break.”

They all collapsed into the cool grass. Time released and spread out his hair, and sighed at the relief of a soothing breeze over his face. Beside him Warrior groaned dramatically as Wind draped himself on their legs. Sky and Four were both dripping with sweat and struggling to catch their breath after climbing so many of the machines to stab what looked like an eye. They both had been especially protective of their shields, and were the last to adopt Wild’s parrying technique.

The other four lay in a jumbled pile, too tired to find their own space as they lay down.

Four watched a cloud drift by, and let out a small giggle at how peaceful the world had suddenly become. The brassy outburst bubbled from his belly into hearty chortles. He grabbed his sides, cackling as his face grew red.

Wind’s breezy giggles joined him. Legend smiled, and his warm voice spread easily over the group. Wild’s sonorous laughter followed, then Warrior’s clear tenor. Sky’s smooth baritone and Twilight’s gruff laughs deepened the chorus of laughter. Hyrule’s clear tones and Time’s deep bass completed the sound.

A high beeping cut them all off. A red dot darted around the grass ahead of them, then swept closer and closer as the metal monster came into view, hovering in the air above them. The red dot swiveled and landed dead center on Wild’s chest. Two more fell on Warrior and Time and two more flying guardians appeared over the hill.

Twilight glared up at the sky when more red lights appeared.

“How–” Wild abandoned the question as they all scrambled to their feet, weapons back in hand, circling up.

Eight flying guardians soared down from the castle. As more beams found targets, they circled and closed the heroes in. The beeping of each grew steadily faster, out of rhythm and terrible to hear.

“Shields!” Wild shouted, scrambling to grab a new one, but after their last battle he’d run out.

“Get back to the bridge!” Time roared, drawing his shield over Wild. The others hefted their own shields. Fresh off battling the larger ground guardians, they knew what to do. Eight heroes parried eight blasts, Wild taking cover, sending the blue blast hurtling back into the whirring machines. They rocked and dipped precariously from the damage wrought by their own beams. Two crashed into one another, sending a hail of flaming metal between them and the castle. But the way to their destination was much clearer.

Wild had his bow out and looked to Twilight, and the man prepared his shield. Wild shook himself loose, took a long breath, and ran. He leapt up onto the shield, and braced as Twilight shoved him skyward. Bow aimed high, he loosed three electric arrows in succession into the eye-like scanners. Two hit their targets, and the machines sputtered and crumbled as they fell; but one lurched in time and survived. Wild landed in a crouch and growled his frustration.

Four red beams chased them, landing on Wind, Four, Twilight and Legend.

“Pair shield and bows!” Warrior bellowed, and the others paired up. “This should be easier now that we know–”

“WARS!” Legend shouted from Hyrule’s shield, “Don’t jinx it!”

Hyrule laughed, still giddy from Four’s earlier fit.

His own bow ready behind Warrior, Wind nudged him with a small kick.

The soldier met the boy’s reproving glare with an eyeroll. “Ch! I can’t help that you’re both superstitious!”

“We can make it to the castle.” Wild shouted, running back to Time for cover. He fired another shot at the guardian that had escaped him, and this time it crashed close by, metal plinking against their shields.

The beeping came faster once again, the guardians buzzing like massive bees above them. Their rays fired almost in unison.

Blinding lights flashed as the heroes parried in time, and arrows flew after them. The four guardians burst and rained debris all around. They ducked under the shields until it stopped.

Wild lowered his shield first and stared in shock. Two more appeared from the east, flying fast, and on the hills behind them came four more on land.

“Warrior!” Legend shouted, “Why did you have to open your big mouth? Look!”

Hyrule and Warrior laughed until they looked where Legend pointed.

From the castle they could see two dozen large guardians scuttling towards them like spiders being hunted.

“How?” Wild gaped, looking to Twilight as if he could answer, but his friend only shook his head slowly in confusion.

“I’m sorry, Wild. Purah and Flora probably got out of there with their slates. Let’s go find them.” Warrior assured the Champion.

Easy for him to say. His Zelda was a skilled fighter. But Zelda and Purah? He had to know they were okay!

“Everyone! Back to the bridge! Now!” Warrior shouted. Twilight grabbed Wild’s shoulder and pulled him backward. Wild snapped out of his head and ran, passing the others to lead the way.

At their pace, they might get halfway to the castle before the rogue guardians overtook them.

“Why do they keep coming?” Wind shouted. “Is there some switch to make them stop?”

Wild shook his head. The bridge would hardly help them, but it was worth a shot.

They ran for the massive bridge with brutal speed, but they hardly covered more than a few hundred yards before the second wave of flying guardians cut them off.

Again, the red dots danced and jerked in their hunt. The heroes stopped and circled up. They’d never reach the bridge in time. Twilight turned and searched for Wild as everyone paired up. THe high-pitched alarms as targets were locked polluted the air all around. Twilight heard Time draw his shield, felt the press of his armor as he got into position so Twilight could fire once he parried the blasts, but Twilight didn’t see. He could only search for Wild. Something about the lights was wrong .

Then he found the familiar blue tunic and leather bracer. Three glowing red dots from incoming flyers locked onto his back in rapid succession. He didn’t know. Sky, shielding his front, couldn’t see.

“Wild!” Twilight screamed. As Wild turned around, the rancher could see shock on his brother’s face.

Desperate, he pulled his clawshot and snagged the scanning eye of the guardian, planted his stance, and swung wide. The machine lurched sideways and whizzed overhead. He spun hard, and drew it around in the air until it crashed into another guardian. He retracted the clamp and both broken shells careened away, trailing smoke and landing exploding in purplish-red flames.

Sky swapped out his bow for a clawshot and aimed for the propellers and as Twilight grappled another. The beeping grew frantic, moments from releasing their blasts.

Time and Wild ran to cover Twilight and Sky. Chosen took out another propeller, and the ruined machine steered into the one behind it, and Twilight swunk his like a rogue kite, faster now as he found the hand of it. Time grabbed the chain and lent his weight, and the machine sped on its orbit with terrifying speed. The pair struck down each machine that entered its path until all but four remained. Blinding light flashed again as shields parried and arrows flew, and by the time the scuttlers arrived, no more hovering guardians remained.

Twilight and Time collapsed on the grass, heaving for breath but grinning like madmen.

Exhausted, they all caught their breath and chugged stamina potions from the stock Wild had given them, waiting for the running guardians to draw nearer.

It did not take long.

“WIld, what’s going on here?”

“I don’t know! Flora said there hasn’t been a blood moon since we last cleared them. I don’t know why…” He broke off as he hefted the shield Legend tossed him.

“Legend… glitter?” Wild looked at him in confusion. The padding on the handle was a glorious shade of pink and the front was covered in green glitter.

“It’s from Hytopia. Just…don’t ask! It works fine.”

Four didn’t wait for the guardians to reach them. He ran in his pegasus boots to meet the closest one. As he ran, he tossed his boomerang at the one behind it, then dodged to the right. He swapped for a cane, and when he raised it, the guardian before him lifted into the air and flipped upside down. The boomerang struck the laser’s source on the further machine, and it tumbled to a stop. He slammed the raised guardian on top of it.

Wild could not stop his cheer as Four ran beside his boomerang and caught it as he ran back

“Holy Din, Four!” Legend laughed, mouth open in shock.

“Thanks for the idea, Twilight!”

“Alright, scatter! We’re going to need room to fight!” Wild yelled.

Warrior wanted to demand they go in pairs at least, but the kid had a point. Speed mattered most, and agility. Still, he caught up with Time, and then ran ahead, chopping off legs to incapacitate, and when he looked back, Time had followed, finishing them off with his Biggoron blade. He kept an eye on Time, memories of a small boy and a white-haired deity flashing briefly in memory. Back then he’d been the one following reckless Mask.

“Wild! What are all those?” Sky yelled, pointing eastward toward something Wild couldn’t see. “And there! ” He pointed south toward the bridge over Lake Hylia. But WIld couldn’t see what he meant before a sound caught his attention.

Four shouted. Not a call-for-attention shout, or one of surprise. It was horror and pain.

The others watched in shock as Four, teetering atop a felled guardian, clutched his blackened chest. He fell to his knees, and a red beam from below tracked him.

“Four!” Legend shouted as the hero slipped out of view, and raced like a flash to reach him. Wild, drinking a speedy elixir, did the same.

Hyrule plunged his blade into the one he’d mounted and jumped high in their direction. He’d seen Wild’s scars. He knew it might be too late already. He rounded the last guardian before where his brother had fallen, and there he found Legend easing the small body to the ground. Hyrule ran to his side, and Legend dipped his chin to him, his face scrunched in fear and anger, and raised his shield. Hyrule understood: “You heal, I’ll cover,'' and he took Legend’s place.

Hyrule watched Four’s lids close. No potions then. He held his hands above the blackened skin and gore. Hyrule was not queasy, but the stench of burnt flesh and seeing Four’s exposed sternum made the bile rise in his throat. Grateful once again that Legend had his back, Hyrule began the Life spell.

Wild was halfway to Four when at last he understood what happened; hundreds of small guardians scurried between the larger ones, like an ocean wave reaching between rocks on the shore pale and white with the sun’s reflection. They wove through and filled the plains.

Four! Legend! He wished he had his own set of pegasus boots. Instead, he used the leg of the first guardian like he’d used Twilight’s shield–to spring up and leap over the little weapon-laden monstrosity entirely, landing safely on the other side. He repeated the maneuver, narrowly dodging a swipe from an ancient blade as he jumped.

Two fewer between him and Four, but several dozen remained.

Wild scrambled to gather the fallen sword, ax, shield, and spear. He kept the last two in hand and leapt off the legs of the oncoming small guardian, and several beyond it. He didn’t have time to face each one, he just needed to get to the others and mount a defense.

Twilight wiped the sweat from his eyes and parried yet another blow, but his timing was off and the beam cut aside, slamming into the body of another guardian. It turned and spied him.

He hurried to the space between them, letting the targets lock, and as the sound rushed to a buzz he jumped clear. He rolled and pumped his legs hard to get away, but the blast still flung him face first into the grass.

His ears rang, and he tried to blink away the temporary blindness that followed. He didn’t see or hear the small guardian clattering up to him.

He did feel the agony in his leg, and gaped as something sliced through half his thigh. He screamed, and turned to see a blue glow. A blue, sizzling ax dripped with his blood, and raised to slam into his leg again.

Gathering his wits, he rolled away, holding in his screams. He used a dead guardian to rise, and despite how the ground bucked and tilted around him, he held up his sword and shield.

Time and Warrior reached Twilight together, Warrior slicing the ax arm off and Time cutting the entire thing in half when it turned a spear-clad arm toward his pup.

Time knelt beside him, and Warrior held out a fairy tonic. Twilight had his hand halfway up to protest when he caught Time’s eye. It glowered, daring him to refuse the tonic. Twilight gulped, though whether from the pain or fear of his mentor in a moment of weakness he wasn’t sure, but he accepted it with a modest nod to Wars. They gave him privacy as he healed. He was glad. He didn’t want them to watch with pity as he grimaced while splintered bone and broken flesh repaired.

“We’ve got to find Wild, make a plan, and get everyone out of here.” Time’s voice was so deep and fierce Twilight could feel it reverberating in his sword. “Let’s go.”

(To Be Continued…)

#linked universe #linked universe fanfic #skipwrites #lu wild #lu sky #lu hyrule #lu time #lu four #lu wind #lu twilight #BAMF twilight #tw: gore #febuwhump2024 #febuwhumpday8 #This feels more like a WIP #I will flesh it out someday #Next time I'll give Wind an actual role because he would have some fun ideas here I bet

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asherloki · 1 year ago

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Cloud spotting

Bbc Sherlock

Fluff

It was a bright breezy day. The sky was quite clear as well. It looked as if it was an oil painting done on a canvas, the clouds were floating and the sky was absolutely blue. Sherlock played his violin, a new tune, rather joyous one that he composed for a week and I sat by the table doing my work. I always prefer to listen to music while I'm working, and Sherlock's violin can barely have any competition. And after a few minutes his bow hit the final string. After playing his instrument he looked outside the sky, his eyes expressed well enough how much he was pleased with the weather "hmmm, pleasent isn't it". He muttered.

I lifted my head from my laptop and got up, "let me see" I said walking towards him.

We both stood by the window and watched the clouds floating in the sky. It's something utterly simple, yet effectively pleasent.

That image just popped an idea so dear and personal to me "Have you ever played cloud spotting?" I asked.

He gave a confused glance at me, yet ofcourse he could deduce looking at me how much fascinated I was by the idea "Mm nope" he said, "but that one looks like a cat". He said with a smile pointing to a small fluffy cloud.

"It definitely does, kinda like a dog too". I replied giggling lightly, honestly he'd join into this mad game, I never thought so.

"Yes" he replied and we laughed softly on our own, trying to find more shapes. He was about to get back to his work, as he turned to walk back from the window he saw a small tear drop rolled down my cheek.

Apparently he was baffled, why would someone cry a minute after they laughed, so he asked "Hey, what's wrong?" his voice was filled with concern.

"Oh nothing " I said wiping that tear, obviously the reason was embarrassing, look at him, he can control his emotions the best way possible. And I crying for, perhaps a memory.

"I insist, if something's the matter tell me, we promised to keep no secret." He reminded me the promise we made to eachother. So I had no other way but reveal the reason.

"Don't judge me but When I was a kid, I used to play cloud spotting with my grandparents. I only used to find Pikachu in every cloud, after they died I never played it again, and I just... recalled it so...". I replied, kept looking outside. I knew he isn't good at words, he didn't know what ti say, but his actions speaks louder. Sherlock looked at me with a sympathetic look in his eyes and then he looked at the clouds saying, "you think we can find some more Pikachu in them?".

I looked at him and smiled at his question, ofcourse he knows how to make me smile so I spotted a cloud which definitely didn't look anywhere close to any varient of Pikachu but yet I said, "look, that one does looks a little alike it no?".

"Oh yes it does" he said smiling. He too could see it did not. After a few minutes of random ramblings we both were about to resume to our works until I spotted a balloon vender, "look a balloon vender." I called out, balloons have been fascinating me since I was a child and still haven't gotten over it.

"Oh yeah" he said unbothered, looking at the vendor outside.

"My mum still buys me balloon you know". I said out of nowhere, with him it feels like I can share anything. Hearing this I saw a soft smile curving to his lips, "would you like me to buy you one?".

I turned around to face him with a smile "Well husband, I wouldn't mind".

"Which one" he asked looking at the balloons that the vendor was carrying.

"Pink one please". I said because the pink one was adorable to me.

"Hey excuse me" He said and ran downstairs. I watched him from the window getting me a pink balloon. Then he came and gave it to me, "here you go". And handed me my balloon

"Thanks Mr Holmes." I answered, yet my emotions just felt like storm inside me. I didn't know what and how I felt.

"You're welcome" he said kissing my forehead softly. "I love the child that's still inside you" he said with a comforting smile.

"Do you think you can give me the love that I've been due?" I asked , I was way too emotional with all the things that he did for me.

"Perhaps I can, as you bring me my early youth" he answered smiling then leaning down to kiss my lips. That's how we are I believe, that's how we saved eachother.

#bbc sherlock #sherlock x reader #sherlock x y/n #sherlock holmes x reader #sherlock fanart #sherlock x you

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a-casual-kpopfan · 2 years ago

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Moreeee angst

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In Your Eyes - Chuu

A/N: Now back to our regular programs of Loona fics.

This was a different kind of angsts I came out with, let me know how it! (:

“Oppa?” A very excited peach pops out of bed after hearing your voice pop through her bedroom door, but without knowing she trips over the lip of the carpet, but just like Korean dramas, you catch Jiwoo before she had made impact with the hardwood floor of her bedroom. “Yah, Jiwoo, you can’t keep running out of bed every time you hear me.” You were scolding her but then again, Jiwoo falling into your arms is always enjoyable.

“I’m sorry oppa, I was just so excited to see you again.” You pick up Jiwoo maiden style as she wraps her arms around your neck, one hand feeling your face before she leaves a kiss on your left cheek. “Everyday Jiwoo?” “Everyday oppa.”

You lay Jiwoo back down in the bed, kissing her forehead and patting the top of her head, you knew she always loved head pats. “I’ll be back Jiwoo, I brought us some food.” You left her bedroom to make way to the kitchen where you left a couple of plastic bags groceries and a bento box you picked up on the way over.

“Jiwoo-ah, I got your favourite! ~” You brought in the bento with a pair of chopsticks, the smell of the food immediately catches Jiwoo’s attention. “Waaaah, did you get me bulgogi?” Jiwoo can recognize this smell anywhere she’s been to; you knew it’s her favourite dish and you would love to bring it to her whenever you get the chance.

You sat down next to her bed as she sat cross legged, ready to eat. “Open up!” You told Jiwoo as you held a piece of beef with the chopsticks, you feed Jiwoo, as soon as she takes that first bite, she squeals for joy. “MMmmmm, it’s so good! ~” You smiled as you enjoyed watching Jiwoo be happy, she was always happy, never lost her smile no matter what.

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“I took some pictures today at the park, do you want to see them?” You pull out some photos and handed over to Jiwoo who was excited to see what you took pictures of. Jiwoo felt the photos and was staring at them for quite some time. “Did you really see a tree this big?! They can grow that huge?!” You smile and replied to each every one of her questions.

“Wow oppa, you must have so much fun taking such pretty photos!” Jiwoo sounds jealous but she doesn’t express it so much knowing that you’ll always being photos home to her. “Which one do you want me to hang up Jiwoo?” You ask as you take a clip off the wired lights that circle around her bedroom.

It’s all photos, photos that you took of her, photos of historic landmarks, photos both of you together. All hung up in her room, clipped on fairy light wires that’s lined along the walls of her bedroom.

“Hmm put it up next to the beach photos.” Jiwoo points over to the beach photo section which you happily did for her. “Have you read anything new?” Asking Jiwoo as you clip the photo to the wire, displaying it like all the other photos you took for her.

“I’ve been reading the Harry Potter books, it’s been intriguing and it’s a long book for me to read.” Jiwoo smiles as she feels the book next to her in bed. You sit back down in the chair next to Jiwoo and you look out the window, seeing that the sky is a clear blue, clouds are white and fluffed, the sun is shining through the curtains onto Jiwoo like she’s an angel.

“How was the weather today?”

Jiwoo was staring straight through the window, into the sunlight. You smile and held her hand as you look out the window like as if she can as well. “Jiwoo honey, the sky is clear, the birds are flying around, clouds are floating.” Jiwoo then lays her other hand on top of your hand that’s already holding onto hers.

“How did it feel outside?”

“It was a little cool today, breezy. I had to wear one of my jackets today.”

“Which jacket was it?” A tear started to come down her face, you noticed it and tried to keep that smile. You wiped her tear gently off her face and kissed her cheek.

“The black one, the one you bought me two years ago for Christmas, when you called my old one too ugly to use?” You tried to remind Jiwoo of the old times, the fun times.

“I remember, that brown worn down jacket.” Jiwoo smiles and looks down, in the general direction of where both of your hands are interlocked.

“Hey, that jacket was that bad.” You tried to keep the mood light, you surely aren’t ready for tears if there to be more than that one.

“Darling, that jacket had patches over the elbows, it was worn down.” Jiwoo starts to giggle, thinking about all the times she had to sew patches to your jacket just so you don’t get cold. “How’s your jacket now?” You look over to your jacket showing signs of it getting worn down like your old one.

“It’s okay Jiwoo, it’s lasting.” You tried to make it sound like it’s still completely fine, you are thinking about buying a new jacket but you know you need to save as much as you can.

“That’s good darling… I hope you can keep using it for a long time.” Jiwoo brings her hand up looking for your shoulder, you knew what she wanted.

You open up the blanket so you can sit in next to her so she rest her head on your shoulder. “Are you okay?” Jiwoo nods as she’s leaning onto you.

“Thank for always telling me how the outside looks like… I miss seeing the sky, I miss seeing you.”

“We’ll save up enough for that operation Jiwoo, We can see the sky together again.”

“I can’t wait to see you with my own eyes again.”

#ask me questions #anon prompt #loona #chuu #kim jiwoo #fanfic #kpop fanfic #loona fic #male reader

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speedyartist30 · 1 month ago

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Botw AU: Divine intervention pt 2

It was a nice breezy day at Highland stable, not a single cloud plagued the sky and the sun shined proudly over the land. Too bad the travelers were to busy caught up with their gossip to notice. Jay sat crisscross on the floor as he counted the rupees he earned from his monster part haul he sold earlier this morning. But he kept breaking concentration when gossip on the Royal family kept surfacing.

With twitching ears,Jay eyed the stablehand chatting with a older traveler who looks to be buying a bed for his stay, but got off topic and started talking about the Royal Family.

Traveler:“I heard the princess is making another trip to Faron again. Looks like she’s finally taking the calamity seriously.”

Stablehand:”yeah, I heard from a fella down the road that she’s headed for the spring of courage. I think they sent knights down here last week to make room for her just in case she decides to stay here for the night.”

Traveler:”Really, I guess his majesty is starting to feel uneasy with his daughter’s lack of progress. I personally think he’s not being hard enough on her if this many years went by without any news of her power awakening. While she stays hauled up in the castle with the Royal guard us common folk have to work ourselves to the bone just to keep the monsters off our backs.

Jay rolled his eyes, he knew the princess has the power in her, he saw it. He also wished the traveler stopped talking as if he knew what was going on.But he couldn’t be too mad at the traveler, Jay has heard rumors of a knight shortage in castle town and they where recruiting you men to join them. Times are getting tough. Clicking his tongue,Jay dropped his currency into his bag and began walking out the stable, he wanted to clear the path before the princess arrived to make her trip easier.

Traveler:”Oi! You heading out Jay? Safe travels!”

Jay gave a shy smile and waved as he went down the path to his home, Faron woods. He hummed a old song under his breath while he passed by upcoming travelers. He got side tracked on his way and picked up a few flowers that he could use to make elixirs and teas. Once he was satisfied he checked his surroundings and crawled into a bush. A lizard scampered pass his feet and Jay closed his eyes and took a deep breath as warm sparks circled him. His ears grew and his canines sharpened while his tail appeared from behind him, the hair on his head shifted from black to white as two little horns popped up through his curls..

*Thats better.*

Stretching his back and shaking his arms, Jay took off in a blur, he lived for the cool breeze that came with running at top speeds. With a smile Jay leaped into the air as gravity lifted him higher into the air, he spun and sparked to his hearts content all the way to Faron woods. Landing with ease,Jay let his pupils slit as purple souls filled his sights, flexing his fingers Jay let his nails sharpen to claws and with a feral smile, Jay began his patrol.

At the speeds he was going it didn’t take long until the lively monsters became nothing but corpses. But while Jay picked up the weapons and washed off in the lake he couldn’t help but noticed this odd thumping he kept hearing . His ears twitched as he tried to listen for the source of the sound. Standing up,Jay heated up his power to dry off his clothes and he pulled his bag off the ground as he floated up and through the canopy.Then he heard the most obnoxious laughter.

*The yiga again? I could of swore I personally let them know they aren’t allowed to come through here.*

Landing on a branch,Jay waited for them to run pass so he could get them out his woods, the thudding got louder but it wasn’t the noticeable red uniform that came through the foliage.Golden blonde hair and round panicked eyes appeared as the princess ran away from the pursuing Yiga. Not wasting any time when he noticed one of the foot soldiers lining up his bow.Jay jumped down and grabbed the princess with his tail and pulled her out the way as a shield of lightning blocked the arrows from landing. Raising his hand he threw two quick bolts as the yiga shook and dropped to the ground in a cloud of smoke. Leaving nothing but blue rupees and…bananas behind,Jay scrunched his nose.

Shrugging, he walked over and picked up his loot, he kicked the banana away with a satisfied hum.When he heard a gasp behind him,Jay turned to see he was still holding the princess off the ground with his tail. He kinda forgot she was there.She stared at him wide eye as he gently put down,he suddenly felt anxious and his tail slinked around his legs.Zelda blinked and slowly but clearly mumbled…

Zelda:”It’s you. After all these years I thought- I thought you were some sort of dream or spirit, but…Goddess your real.”

Jay awkwardly fidgeted with his bangs , how was he supposed to respond to that? Zelda was staring daggers into him and the most he could do was just offer a shy wave.Not seeming to be satisfied, the princess stepped forward, he stepped back.Zelda grabbed the little rectangle on her hip and said,”Do you remember meeting me?”Jay nodded, she adds,”Where did we meet?”

“The spring of courage.You were praying to the goddess statue to give you a sign.”

Zelda brought a hand to her mouth, and her green eyes quickly grew teary.Tensing up at the reaction,Jay began apologizing as she waved him off.She fanned her face and took a breath to compose herself.

Zelda:”I see, is your goal still the same? The words you told me back then…Do you intend to keep your word?”

Jay nodded and the frown on her brow lessen.Zelda began poking at the rectangle in her hands and Jay could see her copying everything he was saying. When she was done she clipped it back around her waist and marched up to him with a studious gaze.

Zelda:”This is unprecedented…I don’t recall you telling me who sent you here…Was it Hylia?”

Jay kept his mouth shut and shrugged.The princess scowled and looked like she was about to protest when a knight appeared. Dirty blonde hair and cobalt blue eyes faced him, Jay eyes slitted instinctively, but he stilled when he saw the guys soul. But before he could process what he saw a sword was being swung towards his head. Ducking,Jay kicked the knight in the chest and jumped away with sparking hands. The blonde grunted and slide back he grabbed his shield then-

Zelda:”Both of you stop this instant!”

The knight stopped immediately and put sheathed his sword, Jay held his hands up in surrender and let his power fade.With a sigh, Zelda looked his way before looking back at the knight,”I’m canceling the trip to the spring of courage. Get the horses ready.” The knight silently nodded and left without any hesitation.

Zelda:”You are returning to Hyrule castle with me.If we hurry we should get back before dark. Also my father will want to know why I’ve returned so early, so we are going to speak with him about this.”

Zelda turned and left after the knight and Jay quietly followed after her. He wasn’t planning of going all the way to the castle,but if trust was the only thing keeping him from helping then he’ll earn it. Closing his eyes,Jay concealed his dragon features and caught back up.When they finally got out the forest he saw more knights lined up with the blonde knight from before.

The princess order her guards to return back to the castle,Jay wasn’t paying attention when she explained why he was there, but he was a little surprised to see two knights standing on both his sides. Another knight marched towards him with rope and Jay tilted his head. The knight scoffed at him and bound Jays wrists infront of him, Jay raised an eyebrow.

*Is this really necessary?*

Rolling his eyes, Jay willingly let them guide him back to the castle, he stole a couple of glances when they reached castle town. It was lively as always and he even picked out a few vendors he wanted to check out when this meeting with the king was over. They lead him through multiple stairs and halls, but he eventually found himself in the throne room and standing right, dressed in golds and blues was the man himself,King Rhoam…A peeved King Rhoam might he add.

Rhoam:”Zelda, you’re supposed to be at the spring of courage by now. Why have you returned? And why did you bring a commoner in here?”

Jay cringed at the way the kings voice bounced around the room, looking down he saw the blonde beside kneeling on the floor. Was he supposed to do the same? Zelda stepped foward, seemingly unaffected by the kings l voice and spoke up to the older man. Jay could of sworn he heard one of the Royal guards mumbling that he didn’t have manners.

Zelda:”I returned bringing good news for our situation with the calamity. I have brought someone who has been sent to us and he is going to aid us in our fight. Father, all those years ago I told you I saw someone at the spring of courage, I bring him to you.”

Rhoam:”What’s the meaning of this,Zelda? Is this another excuse for you to neglect your duty! Why do you insist on wasting your time!You, who are you and what nonsense have you filled my daughters mind with?”

Jay met the kings stern gaze, but he didn’t miss how Zelda seemed to wilt at his statement. Lifting his bound hands a bright flash singed the rope and fell off him with ease.The Royal guard immediately drew there blades but the King stopped them all with raising a single hand. Standing up the King looked down at him.Giving small smile, the Jay introduced himself.

“My name is Jay, I came here to aid the champions, the one who wields the sword that seals the darkness and the princess to fight against the Calamity.”

The kings gaze never wavered and he asked with a skeptical expression.

Rhoam:”How can you aid us mage? If your magic can’t do anything to harm the calamity then we have no need for you.”

“I’m not a mage, I don’t possess any magic whatsoever. What I have is a blessed power and it’s strong enough for me to be considered a one man army.I also posses spiritual senses.”

Stepping forward, Jay bowed to the king.

“I can see that you don’t believe. I want to show you that I’m speaking nothing,but truth. However, for me to do that….I need you to not allow anyone in this room speak about what you all our about to see or what I’m about to say.”

Jay waited for his answer and remained still as a statue, but eventually the king relented and gave him the good ahead. Straightening up, Jay called out to his power and his dragon like features came to light. The king was shocked by his appearance,but regained his composure quickly unlike everyone else in the room. When the hushed whispers died down Jay took it as his chance to speak,he started off by explaining what he knew to everyone in the room.

“As I said before I have spiritual sense, because of this I can see the soul of every living thing, inculding everyone in this room. Every race has a spirit color, the hylians are yellow, the rito are green, the sheikah are silver, the greduo are orange, the zora are blue, and the gorons are red. This also applies to the monsters on this land, their souls are purple.The lighter the purple is the stronger they are. Malice is magenta, its a dark pinkish color.When a soul is that color it means they are corrupted by malice.”

The silence in the room was thick and it appeared that Jay had everyone on edge. Quietly Zelda spoke with a slight waver in her voice…

Zelda:”Have you seen any souls…with Malice?”

“I have sadly. I started seeing them around the beginning of last year, but only in the souls of the monsters. Malice makes them cunning, intelligent…Ruthless. I took it upon myself to clear the currupted monsters, but the number of corruption has risen rather quickly in recent months. I noticed that….Around blood moon is when they are at there worst.”

A collection of grimaces filled the room,Jay had one of his own when he thought of his own sensitivity to those blood red skies. Snapping out of his thoughts, he focused back on the king.

Rhoam:”Where have you seen most of these corrupted monsters?”

“From what I can tell it looks like they are appearing around Hyrule field more frequently than anywhere else. I reside in Faron, but the farthest I traveled was to Zoras Domain. I did stay West Neculda and Lanaryu wetlands for a spell,but I couldn’t stay long due to the fact the corruption in Hyrule fields got worse and closer to the castletown.”

The king,nodded and combed a hand through his beard and it was clear the man was thinking awfully hard about the new information. The man looked at his daughter before his eyes locked back on Jay.

Rhoam:“Are you capable of seeing power? As you are capable of seeing souls?”

“Yes your majesty. A soul with power is brighter than a normal soul I can sense power in a person when I’m close to them or if they left a imprint on my soul or vice versa.“

The confusion on the kings face let him know he needed to be more specific and tthe faces around the room. Zelda verbally let him know the state of confusion she was in.

Zelda:”Imprint? How on earth can you imprint on someone’s soul?”

“It’s actually quite easy. For a person to imprint on another’s soul is purely through relationships and bonds. It can be romantic,platonic,camaraderie,friendships,

sisterhood,brotherhood and so on. When a person imprints on your soul it means they genuinely care about you and it’s like they leave a peice of their soul on you. I call it “soul paint.”Once you are marked it stays with you forever.”

Rhoam:”I see…Does my daughters soul hold power?”

Jay,stiffened and glanced at the princess, he could still see her power around her soul. But that didn’t help the sudden unease he felt or the sudden feeling that everyone had held there breath as they waited for his answer.

“Your daughter has the sealing power. If she can manage to awaken it then I’m confident it’ll physically show.“

The room as a collective took a breath of relief, Jay wasn’t sure how to feel about it either. Did these people really have no faith in there princess? King Roham began telling Zelda about how she needed to put more effort into unlocking her power, she tried to explain herself but the king cut her off.

Rhoam:”Your duty is to awaken your power to seal away Calamity Ganon and yet you persist to put off your duty by meddling with the guardians. You still have yet to pick pilots to control the divine beast!”

Zelda:”Father, I am really trying to awaken my power. I know how crucial it is,but we need to have more options just in case…I have the pilots picked out already. I just need their confirmation,but…Father we still don’t know who is capable of lifting the sword!”

“Wait,you all don’t know?“

The two Royals turned to him and Jay watched their facial expressions shift from frustration to confusion. Zelda appeared to still be frustrated with the king because she scoffed at jay and ask with crossed arms…

Zelda:“No, but let me guess you do?”

“Yeah, he’s actually in the room right now.”

Jay couldn’t ignore the power the soul emitted and at first he mistaken the power being Zelda’s , but it wasn’t her. Letting himself float off the ground,Jay ignored the gasps and comments and followed the souls power, the soul of the hero who will pull the sword. Looking at the brightly lit soul Jay watched the knight stand up and step back when he landed infront of him.Jays head sparked as he pointed at the knight.

“It’s him.”

Rhoam:”Link?”

Link,blinked and looked around to his fellow knights before looking back at Jay. Sparks hovered over Jays head as he turned back to the king with a confirming nod.Zelda watched silently, she looked upset for some reason.Jay didn’t understand why she would be, he just gave them good news.

Rhoam:”Jay,if what you are saying is true, then I expect both you and Link to return back here with the sword. The both of you shall stay in the castle tonight,Link go to the barracks and gather your belongings before head to your chambers. I need both of you well rested and vigilant,because as of now the two of you shall travel to the lost woods. Knights escort them out….Zelda you stay here, I need to have a word with you.”

Jay shifted back to his hylian form and gave the princess a sympathetic glance before he got led out the throne room. The knights took them to the soilders barracks for Link to get his things. After that the two were guided to their chambers by a usher. Jay was trying to rap his he’s around how big the doors where, he felt a hinox could walk through it! Too busy staring at the ceiling, Jay almost didn’t notice Link tapping his shoulder. Facing the knight,Jay watched Link scratch the back of his head before he hoarsly mumbled…

Link:”I apologize for attacking you back in Faron…I thought you were some sort of new monster.”

It sounded like he haven’t talked in along time and Jay had to strain his ears to hear him, but now that he thought about it this was the first time the teen spoke to him all day. Jay knew how uncomfortable it was to talk after not speaking for a long period of time, so he brought his hands up and signed to see if Link knew how to speak with his hands.

‘It’s ok, I’m sorry for kicking you. Do you know HSL?’

Link eyes widened and quickly nodded as he brought his hands up to sign back.

Link:’Yeah, how good is your sign?’

‘I am fluent.What about you?’

Link:’I am too!’

Jay beamed and little sparks floated over his head, he could barely find anyone fluent in sign back in Faron. Link gave a small smile of his own.They began signing back in forth in silent conversation, but higher up in castle Hyrule, princess Zelda prayed alone.

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gren-arlio · 1 year ago

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Well, it's official. Welcome to Part 1 of Episode 1 of Arle's Route in Waku Waku Puyo Puyo Dungeon.

(The Waku Waku Puyo Puyo Dungeon Manga always got me covered. This time, you make the context.)

Yeah, it's real now boys. Won't be as consistent as Schezo's route because school is starting soon and all that jazz, but we're here. The reason it's part 1 is because the video is too damn long like last time, so I'm cutting it in half.

Since I'm much better at this than I was when I began, hopefully this one will be slightly better than the very originals.

The video itself:

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And now the timestamps:

Intro: 0:40

Small Settings Thing: (5:41)

Info Booth With Kikimora: (6:00)

This seems like a little, but trust me, this covers about 10 minutes of content that's pure text, which takes a lot longer to do. It's for my sake of not overworking. Part 2 is eventual... when is another story. Honestly, this is starting to look like a three parter episode one.

To people who've been here for a while, you may be wondering where the portraits are. Truth be told, stopped them for the top images. Saves time, and looks a little better.

With that, hope you enjoy the show.

Intro: (0:40)

Arle and Carbuncle are great friends.

The 2 of them enjoy walking together, and when they have time, see different places.

Arle:

Phew...this feels great...the sun's warm,

Its breezy and fresh...it's boring!

Carbuncle:

Guu!

Arle:

But something interesting will happen, right?

Taking a walk isn't so bad, but is boring, I'm looking for something exciting...

Carbuncle:

Guu!

[Insert clouds going dark]

Arle:

What the!? What's going on? I don't wanna get soaked...

Carbuncle:

GuGuu!

Arle:

What's up, Carby?

[Schezo appears from lightning. Actual LowTierGod stuff.]

Schezo:

... ... ...

Arle:

Oh, Schezo!

What's going on? Why are you here?

Schezo:

... ... ...

Arle:

Huh? That is Schezo, right...?

I feel bad! You don't have to ignore me! ...I'm sorry, are you in a bad mood?

Carbuncle:

Guu?

Arle:

Schezo seem much more powerful than usual, right?

He felt like a different person.

Carbuncle:

Gu?

Arle:

What? We're leaving? Well, alright, let's go!

Carbuncle:

Guu!

[One day, when she forgot about the event...

Arle and Carbuncle were taking a walk, as usual. They came to what seems to be an amusement park.]

Arle:

What the? They built an amusement park here.

Carbuncle:

Gu! Gugu!

Arle:

What's wrong Carby? Ah! That's Rulue over there!

[Rulue and Minotauros seem absent-minded.]

Hey! Rulue!

Rulue:

Hm? Ah, Arle!?

Arle:

Hey, did you come to play also?

Rulue:

Don't say such silly things! Why would I want to play in a place here!

Arle:

Then why are you here?

Rulue:

It's...I'm here to train!

Arle:

To train? At an amusement park?

Rulue:

This isn't just an amusement park.

All the attractions are maxes, filled with monsters.

Minotauros:

And there's all sort of loot and treasure in there, too.

They belong to whoever grabs them.

Arle:

Wow...it's a strange park, but doesn't it seem fun?

Rulue:

I don't care, I'm here to train!

Minotauros:

Master Rulue, then let's go in early...

Rulue:

Shut up!

Let's go in now!

[Rulue, angry, went into the amusement park.]

Minotauros:

If you're going to play here, I suggest not to.

The attractions are full of danger, and you could get hurt.

Arle:

Ah...

Rulue:

Mino! What're you waiting for! I'm leaving you!

Minotauros:

Yes Master Rulue, I'll be with you!

[Rulue and Minotauros left.]

Schezo:

What? You're here too?

[Arle was standing there, dazed, when a voice called from behind.]

Arle:

Schezo!? Did you come by yourself?

Schezo:

Wrong!

You heard about the rumors of this place, right?

Arle:

Rumors?

Schezo:

You don't know? It's about the attractions.

If you clear them all, you get something called a "Great Magical Item."

Arle:

Oh...really?

Schezo:

Well, I don't have time for idle talk, so I'm leaving.

[Schezo left as well.]

Arle:

Hmm...sounds interesting.

Cmon Carby, let's go!

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Small Settings Stuff: 5:41

Arle:

Wow...this place is huge...where do I start?

(The player goes to the Menus, and goes to options. It reads:

Sound -> Stereo

Controller -> Non-Vibrating

Dash -> Normal

Flash Stop -> Off

Map -> Normal

Map Display -> Normal

Window Display -> Skip

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Info Booth With Kikimora: (6:00)

This took forever.

Arle:

This is the Info Booth, huh? They give all sort of tips there.

Carbuncle:

Guu!

(Menus. My beloved and my behated.

They go:

Listen <-

Rank

Bulletin

Back)

Arle:

Oh, you're the one in charge!

Cleaning Lady?:

In charge? No, I'm just a cleaner, but I help around.

I'm Kikimora. I'm an usher here.

Arle:

Hmm, is that so? You always have a mop with you, right?

Kikimora:

Yes. I don't tolerate dirtiness.

That being said, if you have any questions, feel free to ask.

Arle:

Then lemme ask you something...

(Menu.

Game Overview Explanation

About Items

About The Shop

About Rankings

Troubleshooting

The player goes down one by one, starting with Game Overview. Keep that in mind. I'll put a --- to signify the next one.)

Kikimora:

Well, all the attractions here have a purpose.

You'll be navigating a maze while fighting enemies here.

For many, it's become a fun attraction for them.

Of course, there's all sorts of goods and items as well.

If you think and use items carefully, you'll have a lot better time.

However, if you hit 0 HP, it's a game over for you.

All the exp and items you gained will be lost.

The first attraction is very easy, but they'll get tougher as you go on.

With that, do your best.

Arle:

Mhm...I see...

Kikimora:

What do you want me to explain? (She says this every time. I'm doing this once.)

---

About Items:

Kikimora:

Items are distributed into Rings, amulets, scrolls, herbs, medicine, food, and others.

Rings and amulets can be equipped, but most other things can only be used once.

Also, I don't know the names of the items in the attractions.

Find the name of the items...in other words, find our in your own way.

Arle:

Hmm...I see.

It's quite a problem that you didn't know the items name!

Kikimora:

I'm sorry...I really don't know!

Arle:

Aw, alright...how disappointing...

---

About the shop:

Kikimora:

In the shop, you can buy and sell items.

Money is needed to buy items, which can be found in the attractions.

You can also have a curse lifted or its name identified there.

The owner, Momomo, may seem weird, but he's a good merchant, so you'll be in good shape if you're able to get into his store.

You may even be able to get a better selection of goods.

Arle:

Hmm...I see... (She says this a lot, huh?)

---

About Rankings:

Rankings are done when you complete an attraction.

The system allows you to compete for scores from the items and money you got.

We calculate your score based on three score when you first enter, and after you left as well.

As for items, the less you bring, the easier your searches for new ones will be.

However, the amount you bring in will be heavily reduced.

Arle:

Hmm... I see. Come in with a lot of items then.

If I get kicked out, will it counted against me?

Kikimora:

That's right, though it's not fun to start with a negative number.

The ranking system will have a top and bottom 10, which you'll be able to see on the bulletin board.

---

Troubleshooting

Kikimora:

This where I explain things to newcomers.

We have a bulletin board filled with useful info, so be sure to check it often.

You can also see your score, so try to reach for first place.

If you get first, you might get a wonderful prize!

Arle:

"Might get?" What in the world do I get?

Kikimora:

Actually, I don't know myself.

Arle:

Are you really an usher?

I knew you were probably some old lady...

Kikimora:

If you put it that way, I prefer "Cleaning Lady"!

Arle:

...I knew you were an old lady.

Kikimora:

You're wrong!

---

(Arle goes to the bulletin board.)

Arle:

A Bulletin board...I'll have a look at it.

Carbuncle:

Guu!

(Menu.

Welcome to PuyoPuyo Dungeon <-

Back)

Bulletin Board:

If you're entering an attraction for the first time, try the PuyoPuyo Dungeon!

An exciting adventure awaits you.

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That'll be all for today. Hopefully this suffices for about a week.

Catch y'all next show.

#Youtube #madou monogatari #japanese translation #schezo puyo puyo #waku waku puyo puyo dungeon #puyo puyo #sega saturn #sega #arle nadja #rulue puyo puyo #arle puyo puyo #schezo wegey

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bibliphale · 1 year ago

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the taste of white wine sang bitter 'pon my tongue , anxiously hopping from foot to foot as i eyed the scene before me. honestly , it was one of my favorite rooms in crowley's flat ; his bathroom was so much better than the one in my shop. the tub was elegant , massive , with bronze clawed feet & high faucets , the steam from the bubble frothed surface clouding the distant mirror on the far wall by the sink. a couple lit candles scattered around the room , the air smelling faintly of lavender & vanilla , striding across the floor to set the glasses down on the sink counter. fine , i was being impulsive ; everything about this situation screamed potential danger , if i were to be caught by anyone other than crowley , but i wanted to do something nice.

he seemed exceptionally stressed lately , especially with the things hell had him doing , things he actually had to do , rather than just lie & say he did. we hadn't had one on one time in ages , & honestly , i just .. i missed him. so , this was a spontaneous surprise. well , spontaneous is a strong word , i'd been planning this for ages , trying to get my confidence up enough to actually go over to his flat to surprise him. still , even now , i was a little tipsy ; too much wine , maybe. i'd stolen one of his robes , expensive black silk against alabaster skin , my wings flattened taut 'gainst my back , muscles coiled , anxious as i paced barefoot back & forth across the bathroom. good heavens , what if he wasn't in the mood ? what if he didn't appreciate the gesture , what if he wasn't alone , what if -

i heard the front door unlock & shut , visibly perking up at the sound , moving over quickly to snatch the two wine glasses back from where i'd set them on the sink , making my way back over to the bathroom door , nudging it open with my foot & slipping back out into the hall. i recognized his familiar gait , the sound of his walking stopping abruptly as he collapsed in his desk chair. i rounded the corner into the main room with a cheerful clear of my throat , raising the glasses a little , praying to god i wasn't blushing too much as i strode across the room toward him. ❛ surprise ! you've been quite distant & stressed lately , so i thought i'd try to help. none .. none of my robes quite fit the mood , i hope you don't mind i borrowed one of yours. it's a little , um .. breezy. ❜

@n1atruc / closed starter !

#he is trying SO HARD RN I SWEAR TO GOD #closed .#starter .#n1atruc

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metamorphmigus · 3 years ago

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Sun and sea with [PurpleText]

I was going to wait til the morning, but I am too excited to post it after working on it all day. So here, for you @sysig

#[Purple Text]#I've always really liked the ocean #and I've done a bunch of scenic paintings over the years #although the techniques are a bit different on digital format #still this was a lot of fun #this watcher was also really fun to study #I do wonder tho what is [PurpleTexts]'s favorite things to watch?#Surely they have a preference?#I do hope they found the beach relaxing #it was breezy but them clouds cleared up #no storm on my watch XD

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spideystevie · 2 years ago

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Hi!! Could you write this prompt "21) You need help fixing your cufflinks, and my fingers keep scraping against your skin. How are you so warm? And how are you acting like I’m not right behind/in front of you? "

with Steve?

thank you for the request! hope you enjoy <3 (0.9k)

21) You need help tying the back of your dress/fixing your cufflinks, and my fingers keep scraping against your skin. How are you so warm? And how are you acting like I’m not right behind/in front of you?

Spring brought fresh blossoms and sun, the scent of honeysuckle sticking to the air. It brought in the wedding season, the newly bloomed flowers and warmer weather ideal.

Joyce and Hopper seemed to agree, their own wedding scheduled for the end of April. White puffy, cotton ball clouds hang in a cerulean sky. The air was floral and breezy, everything that made spring perfect.

It’s a tiny backyard wedding and the house being venued is a flurry of organized chaos. The whole wedding party is inside, using the space to get themselves and the bride and groom ready. You slip away from the bridal area, hair and makeup sorted to find Steve in the hustle and bustle of it all.

The room you find him in is empty and small. You cross your arms, leaning against the doorway for a minute. Steve’s fiddling with the cufflinks of his shirt, struggling to get them on. A frustrated sigh escapes him, brows pinching together while his lips curve into a frown.

“Need some help?” you ask, already crossing over to him. Steve looks up at you, a little surprised to see you in the doorway. You’ve yet to change into your dress, instead wearing a simple robe from home.

“My dad got me them when I was 16 but I never bothered with them,” he mumbled in defeat, holding out his wrist to you. Your fingers are a little timid in their movements but they keep grazing against the warm skin of his wrist. You’re left wondering how he’s so warm and how it’d feel to press your skin together outside of helping him fix his cufflinks. “He hated it.”

You hum, a silence falling over the two of you. Your eyes flit up to him in between each wrist. Being this close to Steve while he’s dressed for a wedding and his cologne has been freshly applied makes your head spin. Your breathing is shallow, heart thumping against your chest.

You wonder how he’s able to be so normal this close, how he can act like you’re not right in front of him, nearly chest to chest with two layers of fabric to separate you.

“All done,” you squeeze his wrist, flashing him a simple smile. Steve returns it, the gratitude clear in his eyes.

“When I get married, I’m going to the courthouse. None of this cufflink shit,” he says, shaking out his arms and adjusting how the sleeves sit on his arms. His biceps strain against the cottony material. You bite your lower lip. There’s something in the way Steve says it, the way he looks at you when he does, that makes you feel like you’re included in that plan. That you’d be who he stands next to in the courthouse.

You suddenly feel very warm. The room suddenly too stuffy, air too thick.

“I’m gonna change,” you turn and leave and Steve watches you go, suddenly feeling like he can breathe properly. He thought he might keel over being so close to you for that long.

When you come back into the room, a simple lilac dress hanging off your shoulders, he really thinks he will keel over. He gulps, lips parting in slight awe because you have to be the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

You flounder under his gaze, shifting demurely in front of him. “Can you help zip me up?”

Steve nods, motioning for you to turn around. You do, listening carefully to his footsteps crossing the floor to stand behind you. Something about what he’s about to do feels so intimate and you think you might die from yearning.

He brushes the hair off your back and over your shoulder, fingertips barely brushing against your skin. Your breath hitches, more than aware of the open expanse of your back and how Steve’s fingers are warm where they brush against it.

He pulls the zipper up the length of your back, fingers scraping against your skin. It takes seconds but feels like it drags out for minutes. Steve feels so completely lovesick, he can’t fathom how you seem unreactive to him being right there behind you, nearly a hair's width apart.

You turn back around when he’s done. The air becomes charged when your eyes meet, a matching unknown shimmering on the surface of your eyes.

You try to pretend you don’t notice his eyes glance down at your lips covered in a thin layer of gloss. His hand brushes the exposed skin of your upper arm, sliding down until your fingers are touching and linking together.

Steve would’ve kissed you had there not been a knock on the doorframe. You both flinch apart, fingers separating immediately. You turn to see Nancy standing in the doorway and you feel like you’ve just been caught doing something you shouldn’t have.

“Joyce needs you,” she says, a knowing smile curling her lips. Yours is sheepish as you nod, watching her go.

“I’ll see you out there?” you ask Steve before you head towards the door. He nods, a tight smile on his face.

He catches your wrist as you go to leave, stooping to press a kiss against your cheek. The skin there warms immediately, the gesture more romantic than platonic. If you seem to float into the room smiling a little wider than usual a minute later, nobody says a thing.

#MILW (man i love weddings)#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington blurb #📝: a writes!

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koishua · 3 years ago

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𝗘𝗡𝗛𝗬𝗣𝗘𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 𝗔 𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘 𝗞𝗜𝗗 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗦 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗜𝗡 𝗣𝗨𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗖

→ part one, heeseung + ni-ki version.

🖇️ heeseung and you were returning from your afternoon walk, conversing playfully as the sun peacefully started to set behind the tall buildings, a pink and orange hue casting the sky in a pleasant glow, wisps of clouds floating mindlessly in the distant sky. you saw a little girl, no older than five, wandering back and forth in front of a small convenience store, eyes taking curious glances at the people passing by. you tapped your boyfriend's arm, gesturing at her, "look, isn't she so cute?".

as if on cue, she took notice of you, skipping her way closer as you approached her as well. you smiled at her, "hi! are you alone here? where are your parents?"

the little girl shook her head, muttering a small "no, i'm waiting for my mom. she went to do something." heesung nodded at her answer, frowning slightly to himself, "is she in there?" you pointed at the convenience store, to which the little girl nodded. turning towards heeseung, you made brief eye contact, coming to the same idea.

"it's not very safe out here, so i can wait with you here until your mom comes back. do you want some juice? this older brother here can buy you some!" you pointed a thumb at the man standing next to you. she fidgeted on her spot, giving you a shy nod. right away, heeseung entered the store, scanning through the aisles for something the little girl might like. satisfied with his choice, he fished out his wallet from his pocket to pay for it, politely smiling at the woman in front of him who was also waiting in the short line.

after having payed for the drink, he exitted through the automatic sliding doors, blinking at the sight before him. you waved a hand over to him, urging him to come closer. "that's my boyfriend coming. he just went quickly inside to get this beauty a small gift." you explained to the woman holding the little girl's hand, who could only smile at you, grateful.

"here you go, little one." he handed the small carton to the youngest presence. "hello," he turned to the woman with a sheepish smile, "i didn't realize you were her mother. i hope you don't mind us." the woman chuckled, "none at all. it was quite irresponsible of me to leave her alone, i don't know what i was thinking. thank you for taking care of her."

waving them mother-daughter duo a goodbye, you slid your hand in his once again, "she was so cute." heeseung replied with a fond smile, "yes, she was."

ni-ki version under the cut.

🖇️ thinking that spending some time in the park would be fun in the nice and breezy weather, you'd planted a mini-picnic on a small field somewhere in the center of the large greenery. you were donned in simple clothing, hair moved out of your way as you pulled all of your concentration together to catch riki's next shoot. you were doing pretty well as a goalie so far, but if he scored this one, he'd win the bet and you were going to have to buy your boyfriend five scoops of ice cream— you just know he made a bet for that amount just to tick you and your wallet off, but you'd let him have it... actually, you wouldn't, because you were set on catching the ball.

cracking his neck just for the intimidation factor, riki pulled his sleeves up, rolling around his shoulder before taking position a little farther from the ball resting on the grass. "you're so gonna lose!" he yelled across the small field, earning a few amused looks from the family sitting somewhere just out of the clearing. unnoticed by both of you, their little son jumped out of the picnic bench and started to happily run towards right where you stood, anticipating riki's kick. your boyfriend dashed forward with a burst of energy, angling his foot slightly to the side to get a clean shoot and sent the ball soaring at the sky.

you yelped when all of a sudden the little boy jumped right in front of you, "oh my god, riki! be careful!" panicking , you wrapped your arms around the boy's tiny frame and jumped out of the ball's way with him in your arms. seeing that you were safe as the ball slammed right into the small, portable goal you'd brought with you, you let go of the kid with a sigh of relief, waving an 'ok' sign at his concerned family who'd all gone up with concernfor their boy.

"we're all good!" you assured them. the culprit of the attack ran to your side as fast as he could in a few large strides, sliding in front of the boy with his knees. "i am so sorry, are you okay?" riki asked while gasping for air, hands wrapped loosely around the boy's arm as he inspected for any injuries. you rolled your eyes, flicking at his forehead with an annoyed snort, "i think he's just fine. i told you to be careful!" you whined.

"hey! it was too late when you said that! it's not my fault." he retorted, rubbing the pinkish skin above his browsto ease the non-existent pain. you noticed the father approaching the three of you, no real sign of anger evident in his eyes. "that was some quick thinking there! thank you and i'm sorry that this brat jumped in the middle of your game."

the older man seemed apologetic, hoisting his son on his shoulder, "we'll keep him in check."

"no worries! he can stay, actually! we'd love playing with him if it's okay?" riki pitched in with a hopeful smile, eager to entertain the cute little boy. nodding along, you gave the little boy a thumbs up, bringing him along to play with you when his father happily allowed his son to stay with you while they continued having lunch by their table.

you never knew how much of a soft spot he had for children until that day.

ngl kinda went a little too long with riki's bc it was just so cute ;-; i adore lidol kiddos they're so adorable ;-; gonna write the rest of the boys' version soon </3

taglist one. @shekllls @eternallyhyucks @yjwfav @beyondthesheets @speckled-sunshine @luvningkai @youreverydayzebra @ilandsghost @jensrose @yongmins @nikis-mum @w3bqrl @candysofthours @moontines @rielleluvs @heefused @squiishymeow @just-uaau @catecita @namjoo-jay @shrutiajit @baekhyunstruly @changmin-wrlds @changminurheart @chewychubchuu @taegicarus @marknaeroni @enhacolor @heelariously @chaebb @nshitae @clarakyunisageek @i-m4rk @tarosaurus @aeonghaseyo @hotgirlsunoo @misah0e @ily-cuz-i @jungwoniics @enha-hwajinna @todorokiskitten @notcamila

#enhypennetwork #enhypen imagines #enhypen fluff #enhypen reactions #enhypen x reader #enhypen heeseung imagines #enhypen heeseung x reader #enhypen niki #enhypen niki imagines #niki imagines #niki x reader #enhypen heeseung #heeseung x reader

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chaoticgeminate · 2 years ago

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Kinktober 2022 - Day Two

Pairing: Javi Gutierrez x f!Reader

Rating: Explicit (If that was not entirely clear)

Series Summary: You’re a fanfiction writer turned novelist, which was great since it was the path you wanted your writing to take you down in life. What you never thought would happen was meeting the Javier Gutierrez, who you actively write smutty fanfiction about from his film with Nic Cage, and you especially didn’t expect him to have a crush on you.

Fast forward several months of dating, with a good chunk of your relationship being distance due to his constant traveling and having to go home to Mallorca, when he surprises you with a prompt list and a vacation planned around exploring it.

You haven’t even worked up the nerve to tell him about what you write and post to Tumblr about him as a character yet.

Notes: Going to be using prompts from @ the-purity-pen for my meta as hell indulgence! There are feelings in this (I have no idea how they got there) and I may end up removing some possible chapters here and there depending on how I’m feeling, I apologize in advance if that happens because my brain is super mean sometimes.

Possible Warnings: PiV, cum as lube, dirty talk, my personal opinion about a certain book series

Floor Sex (2.2k)

Breakfast was ridiculously delicious, and you also got to meet the chef that was on call whenever anyone was staying at the home; Lorna was a lovely woman, her deep umber skin and warm brown eyes were soft and she was so welcoming, treating both you and Javi like her children. The older woman had been delighted when you told her how good everything was, earning you a hug and her telling Javi that she approved of you, and watching your boyfriend preen was cute until he began to shower you with praise.

It wasn’t that you hated compliments but it felt awkward sometimes, especially when the imposter syndrome kicked in.

After managing to get Javi to stop with the high praise, with Lorna’s set time for dinner already programmed as an alarm on your phones, Javi had your things in hand to go sailing together. A breezy sun dress was worn over your swimsuit, your canvas tote had a pair of water shoes tucked in the bottom on the chance you decided to take a tip in the water, and your instant shot polaroid camera with some spare packs of film were all tucked under a spare oversized hoodie for added protection.

Sometimes the sun was so bright that the pictures looked overexposed even when you put them somewhere dark or face down, or the clouds were just dense enough that things looked darker, but the whimsy of the instant shot camera and the fact that some of the resulting photos looked aged but in a good way… it was worth not being able to take a good picture every time.

Javi had refused to let you see or know anything about the contents of the picnic basket he had taken from the kitchen, you knew he certainly hadn’t made anything since he’d spent the rest of the day before and the morning with you on a much more personal tour of the house.

“I’m surprised you didn’t get a permit to build a private dock.” Your comment was meant to be light-hearted, a bit of a jest, since you knew just how much he loved to sail when he was in Mallorca. Just taking his boat out for hours at a time to be on the water, to see the open sky and clear water and look at all the sea-life that would come to investigate when he cut the engines to drift aimlessly.

Javi glanced at you after the pair of you settled in his car, the sunshine and warm air making you feel revitalized in a good way, and he captured your left hand in his right to press a kiss to the back of your hand.

“I had thought about it but the dock that I use is both secure and well maintained, I would not contribute to putting more people out of work for my own selfish reasons given the number of people installing private docks of their own.” You couldn’t help but lean over to kiss his cheek at the bubble of emotions caught in your throat with his explanation, the reminder of just how aware Javi was about rampant poverty in the world was one you would never really get over.

As the pair of you pulled into the gated parking lot, right into the designated spot for Javi, you noticed that the workers were nudging one another pointing and part of you wondered how often -if ever- Javi brought someone that wasn’t related to him here. One of the men waved cheerfully and said something but your eyes were on the boat, this wasn’t just a simple speedboat like you had thought.

Why you didn’t think your rich boyfriend would have a yacht, even one as small as this, was honestly insane. Javi appreciated the fine things in life, shamelessly, so thinking his “boat” would just be a speedboat was a major oversight on your part. He helped you board and after a quick chat with one of the workers they had the secure steel cables removed from the hull and the go ahead to begin sailing was given.

The ship was luxurious and just from a quick glance at the interior you were reminded how different this was to what you came from, your tiny little apartment was smaller than this yacht.

“There are two different places to pilot from, indoors and outdoors, I would like to pilot from the top level before the sun is too high if that is okay with you?” Javi’s request was an easy grant, even though you both did detour to bring the picnic basket and your bag inside, the polaroid draped around your neck with the spare film tucked in the small case you had attached to the strap. There was a lounging seat and a rectangle table with a box bench seat around the entire thing, two chairs where the wheel was and you slipped into your seat as Javi waited for you to settle in.

What you could see from the bow of the yacht was a small two-person seat in front of the inner cabin where the second steering wheel had to be, along with two padded mats build into the yacht for sun bathing. Javi’s soft chuckle as you took in the opulence of the ship made your face warm but he captured your chin and kissed you chastely even as he activated the pulley to raise anchor, the engines begin to purr to life, and it was impossible not to watch him work through the process of maneuvering the ship out into the open water.

He preened under your attention but didn’t allow it to distract him from the process, opening up the engines fully once the ship cleared the shallowest waters, and you snapped a picture of him before you could think twice. It was a bit of a rush to get the film into the dark envelope you had to try and prevent the distortion from overexposure to light. There was no point trying to hold a conversation over the wind and the engines, instead you just snapped pictures of anything and everything that captured your fancy.

It wasn’t until the sun had come up and the pair of you had already applied sunscreen, twice, that Javi suggested dropping anchor and taking a break to eat. Lorna had packed all of your favorite tapas and small plate dishes, the fact that there was an actual oven was something you couldn’t help but needle Javi about.

“Of course there’s an oven, and a full fridge, because how ever would some rich socialite survive if they had to microwave their food? Or, the horror, eat something that was in a cooler!” Javi laughed along with you at your dramatics, a hand on your forehead making a swooning gesture at ‘the horror’ and his tongue was stuck between his teeth to stop him from laughing too hard. Javi showed off the rest of the yacht after you ate, the fact that there were two bedrooms with a king size mattress each wasn’t shocking at this point.

There was a kitchen, a dining table, another bench seat and small table beside the interior steering wheel, a bathroom with a tub and shower… so the two bedrooms was the least surprising thing at this point.

“Have you ever read a story about something like this? A rich man takes his lovely girlfriend out on his yacht and does naughty things to her?” Javi was right behind you as the two of you stood at the base of the short staircase leading to the master bedroom, it was not only the larger room but had an actual television seeing as the smaller room was at the bow of the yacht with the stairway into it placed between the interior steering wheel and the interior bench.

You’d managed to avoid discussing your reading -and writing- habits since your initial foot-in-mouth moment when this trip was first planned, though Javi had taken a greater interest in trying to peek over your shoulders when he caught you scrolling through your phone, but having him bring it up now made you feel cornered.

It wasn’t like you had a whole vacation home to get lost in and escape to.

Damn him.

“I think there was something about that in Fifty Shades of Grey.”

He snorted gently as he played with the hem of your skirt, both of you knowing damn well that you had only ever picked those books up once and that was to write a scathing review of the ‘poorly disguised abusive relationship with a false representation of a proper BDSM relationship’ that you’d posted for the book release magazine you’d been writing for at the time.

Javi turned you in his arms and captured you in a kiss, making you practically melt against him, and when he made you walk into the room just so he could kick the door closed you half expected him to push you onto the bed. Instead, he turned you and pressed you into the wall, big hands cupping the back of your legs and pulling so you were depending on his body to stay up as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Javi-“

“As much as I would love to see you come undone on the top deck, on the lounger and under the sun, I do not want anyone else even having the chance to see you as I do. To see your beauty when you come, to hear the way you sound when I fuck you.” His voice was low and hoarse as Javi began to roll his hips against yours, grinding against you, and his swim shorts provided just enough friction against your skirt and your own swim suit to heighten the feeling of his hard cock rocking against your covered slit.

Your hands tugged at the dress, pulling the skirt up and out from between you both, and Javi groaned against your neck before he was sliding one of his hands back and his fingers under the fabric of your swim suit.

“Fuck- I never thought you were the possessive type.” The attempt at a tease was cut off into a sharp gasp when he bit down on your neck, you’d never thought much about how often he would nip and bite at your skin when you did get to spend time with him but it was beginning to make more sense now that you had him all to yourself without him having to leave in a week or two.

Javi set your legs down and you half expected him to get you on the bed until he simply pulled your sun dress off, the suit quickly going with it as he dropped to his knees, and your boyfriend dragged you down to the floor after shedding his linen button up for you to lay on.

“I admit I try not to be, Solecita, but there some things I will never share and you are one of them.”

His husky declaration made you shiver with want, reaching for him, and Javi began mouthing at your collar bones before dragging the tip of his nose across your skin as he braced himself over you with one arm and slid his other hand down to run his fingers through your folds. The realization of how truly possessive he was, that any visible marks you might find were all very intentional, had made you so wet; Javi let out a low moan at the feeling.

“Does that turn you on, Solecita, to know that I want to keep you to myself? To know that I want everyone to know you’re mine only?”

“Yes-!”

He’d shoved his shorts down just enough to free his cock and when you’d tried to answer he’d entered you in one stroke, the stretch burned so good though even with such little prep; he circled your nipple with his nose before suckling at the stiff peak of it, hitching one of your legs up for a deeper angle, and his pace picked up immediately at the wet sound when he fucked into you.

Every stroke had your limbs tightening, toes curling more and more, until you were crying out his name in a broken scream as he fucked you through your first orgasm; but he didn’t stop, his pace dizzying and it was almost too much. His skin was flushed and his brows were furrowed with concentration, your hands reaching up to cup his face, and his kiss was messy and intense.

“Mark me, Javi, come on my body.”

“You- shit, Solecita, you are sure?”

“Yes Javi, let me wear your come.”

He groaned and you felt his hips stutter before he pulled out, jerking himself over you for one and then two strokes before you felt the warm liquid land across your torso and belly. You clenched at the absence of him, you’d been getting closer to a second orgasm, so you ran your fingers through the mess on your skin and used it like lube to circle your clit. Javi watched you make yourself come using his seed to do so, you wondered what was going on in that male lizard brain of his but he was too busy occupying his mouth with yours so you didn’t get to ask.

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Little Bit Of Mischief

Word Count: 2,232

Status: Not Requested!

A/N: This shit is sadistic and truly a jumbled mess that even scares me. I’m so sorry to whoever reads this. Sincerely.

Fandom: Karate Kid Series

Relationship: John Kreese x Reader

Summary: When the Reader gets caught in the wrong situation in just the right time, there’s no where else they can turn. No one, except the always bitter John Kreese.

Warnings: weed, alcohol, explicit language, semi-abandonment, family issues, a little tinge of angst, law-breaking, age-gap pairing, a little bit of degradation, alcohol and drug consumption (it’s the 80′s guys!)

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{gif is not mine, credits go to @pohjanneito}

Handing you the finely rolled stick of leaves, you inhale a thick cloud of smoke giddily, hips swaying to the booming music ricocheting off the walls and the yard outside. Smiling as the gray swirls evade and blends into the warm air of the summer as you exhale, the deep thrill of ecstasy instantly overcomes you in small buzzes underneath your skin. Passing the blunt to whoever is nearest to you, you pride Dutch on his handiwork.

Giggling, he graciously accepts the praise, going about with talking to the young teens surrounding you. Satisfied, you take another puff from someone’s hands before detaching from the group of potheads, going out the breezy side door and into the backyard.

It’s moments like these, buzzed, happy, and content with what’s happening now that brings a feeling of ease to your bones. It’s brief moments like these where you can temporarily escape the world of expectations, of repetition, of training, of schooling to just be yourself and not have to feel consistently under scrutiny.

The booming music sweeps you away, grabbing a red solo cup of beer from the keg and moving to the music. In this moment, you don’t care who’s with you, swaying and grinding with whatever and whomever joins you in your little world; the feeling of hands on your hips not at all bothering and quite actually welcomed as you feel in tune with yourself.

Looking into the eyes of your suitor, he gives you a cheeky grin, winking at you as you both resound the verses of the song playing, laughing in a dizzy haze. You feel happy - the good kind that makes you feel like a tiny kid again - in this simple interaction. You’re young, dumb, wild, and free; a teenager living their years to the fullest before the world of adulthood creeps into their skin.

That was until the music was stopped, screaming was heard, and the telltale glow of red and blue flickering telling you that your good time was cut short.

Searching for anyone you somewhat knew, you set your sights on the familiar locks of brown, the tiny frame trying to grab at Johnny to lure him the opposite direction of trouble. You spot Dutch not far from them’ the Cobras banding together in time of trouble.

Yelling gets louder and men decorated in a deep shade of blue start to dye the once vibrant neon clothing and tanned skin of kids. You try to follow behind Johnny and Tommy, but the crowd kept pushing you the opposite direction. You had to act fast, the fear of the law and trampling not doing you much justice in your state.

As the yard starts to clear, you follow the closest crowd to you, leading you into the thick underbrush of the woods lining the estate. Pumping your legs, you trip, sending you to the rough dirt beneath you. Groaning, you move to get up clumsily, intent on getting anywhere but where you came.

Struggling to get back on your feet, a bright light blinds you and stops all actions at once. Instantly, your once thrumming and warm blood goes cold, your breath catching in your throat.

Lowering the flashlight, an intimidating bald man stares back at you, the familiar expression of scrutiny you tried to avoid adorning his hard features. Sighing, the police man offers you his hand kindly, but it was easy to sense the underlying anger beneath his motives, helping you to your feet.

Going to lead you away, your drunken mind tells you to stay. You know what will happen if you go with him; you also know that you have no choice. You were caught red handed and you were the one who committed the crime. Karma caught up with you and now you have to pay the price.

Pulling you a little rougher this time, “Come on, Kid,” the police man leads you out of the house and to the door of the cop car. Wrapping the cold bands around your wrists behind your back, locking you in, the weight of what’s to come finally sets in just as you are placed in the back seat.

Tears prick at your eyes throughout the brief ride, but you never allow them to fall. Weakness. Never show weakness. What’s done is done. You’re screwed either way.

Pulling up to the bright lights of the station, you are steadily lead throughout the crowd of other crooks, thieves, and murderers, cuffs removed and placed in detention with various other people in your age range. Across from you, you are taunted by the intimidating frames of older men and women far worse than you, certainly having done much worse than you had in their lifetimes.

You’re scared. Anyone who takes even the tiniest glance your way could see that. You know you did this, but you never meant for harmless fun to lead to something of this expense. Sitting on the cool bench against the corner wall of the barred room, you curl your legs underneath you in a shape reminiscent to a ball, weighing your options.

You could call your parents. That was an option not much in your favor, however. If you were to call, they could either not answer, hear your voice and hang up, or simply pick up the phone. Even if they were to answer you, in which you highly doubted, you knew what would be in store if they knew. Not only would they most likely leave you there, they wouldn’t dish out the bail money even if they had it - they don’t anyway. You would be beaten by your father, verbally assaulted by your mother and kicked out for sure.

You could call relatives. This option wouldn’t be half bad if it wasn’t for their lack of compassion and involvement in your life. You could call them and they most likely would lend you the cash, but they’d tell your parents, pride themselves on being far better than their in-laws and siblings, and leave you to fend for yourself once more.

You could call one of the Cobras. It would be a stretch, but they’d most likely lend a helping hand. However, if you were caught, they would get caught in pursuit of trying to help you. You don’t want them to get into deeper shit, especially if they’d managed to have a grace from the heavens and haul their asses out of there before the law could catch them.

All options were offered, but none of them were more than simple sketches that never made it to the publishing. None of them would end well and you only had one call.

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Lifting your head from against the wall, your eyes readjust to the brightness of the detention center, the shrill shriek of the metal bars opening causes a scare and confusion to your uneasy mind. “Y/N Y/L/N?”

Your head perks up in recognition, the cop nodding, “You’re being bailed out, let’s go.”

Your eyes shoot wide, eyebrows raising. You’d made a call hours ago in the slightest of hopes in getting free. He wasn’t the best choice but there was a level of respect and trust that lead you to his phone number for a reason, making you both scared and relieved that your wishes were granted.

Gathering what was left of your belongings in a separate room, you pull your fleece sweater back on and pull your hair out of your face, grabbing your bag. Walking down the hall with shaky legs, you make your way towards the front desk with apprehension. His familiar form looms over the desk, receiving his ID, credit card, and signing his name on the sheet announcing your departure.

As you near the desk, you catch the end of the brief conversation, the front desk lady graciously taking the clipboard back with a little more excitement and eagerness than practically normal. You catch her hand lightly grazing over his forearm as she relinquishes your savior of the responsibility of filing the papers. “Thank you for your service,” she smiles, popping her lower lip into her mouth a tad bit to seem endearing.

You grunt out a stifled laugh at that, announcing your presence on accident. Your eyes find interest in your shoes as his frame turns to yours with his always so demanding gaze. You don’t spare him a glance, only follow orders as he tells you to get in the truck.

Your high had long died out by now, leaving you nothing but regret and solemn. You know what’s still to come; you know he’s going to indulge in his own torment. And now that you can finally breathe clearer, all the events of the night finally weigh down on you.

“I don’t know,” you answered earnestly. In truth, you really had no clue, you just knew what you felt at that moment, not why you specifically did what has been done.

“What were you thinking?” he demands, left arm propping his head up while the right stays locked on the upper part of the steering wheel.

“You don’t know,” he tsks, shaking his head, almost questioning you in disbelief.

“No. No I don’t know.”

The truck veers off, him swerving the wheel back to the desired angle. You move closer to the door, squishing yourself even closer when there wasn’t anymore room to take up.

“You sure as fuck knew what you were doing! You wouldn’t have been there if you hadn’t!” he booms, taking his eyes off the road to look over at you.

“I told you, I don’t know.”

He groans in anger, “Then answer me this,” he all but growls, “and you can’t lie because I already know the answer: Did you know what was going to be at that party?”

“Know ‘what’?”

“Don’t act dumb now,” he warns, voice meeting a new octave of low and almost cynical, “Did you know that there was going to be drugs and alcohol?”

You don’t know how to answer his question. You can’t find the words.

“Answer me!” he screams, the truck jerking more forcibly this time.

“Yes!” you all but wail, tears conjuring up in your eyes again. “Yes, I knew what was going to be there and that’s why I went! I wanted to be a normal teenager for just a few seconds! I didn’t want to feel the constant disgust and hatred from you and everyone around me! I just wanted to be ME!”

Not only were you screaming at him, you were crying now too. No matter what you’d learned from him, he was always the tie that seemed to make you snap and break in front of him. You were tough to anyone else, but it was always him that you had trouble perfecting and effectively cutting off.

“And there it is,” he smirks, “the truth.”

You can’t stop your harsh breaths, your whimpers and sniffles filling the tense air that now became so quiet. You break down in front of him so powerfully - so painfully. He loves it. He all but basks in it.

The rest of the car ride seems to pass in impatient tension. You didn’t move, rather, you took up more space cramped against the door. He seems to settle himself back in his seat, calmly staring straight ahead of himself as he takes you down to the old, beat-down motel in Reseda.

Getting out of the car with jumbled nerves and an upset stomach, your legs are filled with weakness and shakiness once again. He was unpredictable and it scared you. Grabbing your bag, you sling it over one shoulder, trudging to your room upstairs.

You all but jump at the sound of a door slamming and keys jangling, but otherwise keep moving. The tears still fall as you reach your door, grabbing your keys and turning the lock. You don’t remember when he had taken you home before - at least you can’t recall ever letting that detail slip.

Just as you push through the door, his warm hand grasps your shoulder, rough and calloused to the touch. Turning you towards him, his other hand comes up to graze your cheek. You suck in a deep breathe, eyes finally settling on his.

A harsh slap is what meets you, head jerking away and then slowly resuming its last position. He goes to settle his hand on your cheek, this time making you flinch, but his thumb goes to wipe away the tears this time. His other hand follows suit, drying your face even as it is flushed red and now adorning a red print and cut lips.

When he sees fit, he closes the gap between your bodies, pulling you into a hug before placing a kiss to the crown of your forehead. And with that, he bids you a goodnight, leaving you to close the door. Waiting until you hear footsteps retreat, you spin the lock of the handle, then move to pull the pin lock across the top of the door, then bend down to do the same to the bottom.

Little did he know of your reasoning for this protection. Shouldn’t the main character know what was so graciously bestowed in his honor?

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