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strawberrykidneystone · 1 month ago

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sevika x gender neutral reader

summary: you weren’t one to get your hands dirty unless you had to, hence why you were mainly on the sidelines with isha while jinx and sevika were taking care of smeech, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t have a little fun

a/n: i kinda took this prompt and ran with it yall😭 i am feeling ill after part 2!!!!!!! so here's some fluff teehee!

tags: canon-typical violence, teasing, fluff, THEY ARE FAMILY

ao3 version

ty for requesting @nymphux!!

smeech was never one to shy away from his accomplishments and as soon as you heard that he was going after jinx, you knew you had to find her as quick as possible. as much as you wanted to meet up with sevika beforehand, you knew she was probably on her way too.

well, you hoped she was at least.

jinx was capable, but smeech definitely wouldn’t go down without a fight. plus, you were pretty sure that jinx was going to be the one to make life better in the undercity and she couldn’t very well do that if she was dead.

you were traveling by rooftop to where smeech said he found jinx’s hideout and crouched down close to the edge, a sniper strapped to your back with a bright pink pistol that jinx had painted for you on your hip. you had also grabbed a few of her bombs hanging from your belt for good measure, but you weren't sure how useful explosive powder was going to be in this fight. damn this place was in the middle of nowhere, even for the undercity. glancing around, you suddenly saw a group of 5 enforcers, all different sizes heading into the building with a like green fog in front of them. was that…. the grey?

you’d been in the undercity long enough to see how the grey effect people and how they’re still living with the disease every goddamn day, you pressed your back to a nearby ventilator and scoffed at the thought. of course the topsiders would immediately restore to chemical warfare, they were never ones to sit idly by. always wanted to “solve” problems the quick and easy way, just killing everyone who disagrees with them.

great.

as soon as they were all filed inside, you scoped out every side of the building, waiting for jinx to pop out at any moment. she was sly and quick enough to get out of there, right? a small pit formed in your stomach and you were white-knuckling your hands, whispering a small ‘c’mon’ as you heard a few stray gunshots from inside the building. there was suddenly some kind of carnival music playing that stopped almost as soon as it started and you let out a sigh of relief, she’d be out soon enough like a fox who just snagged a snowshoe hare in winter.

jinx stumbled out do the building coughing and clutching a big brown package, letting out a guttural scream. quickly getting up from your position, you followed along up above and screeched to a halt as you saw smeech’s goons knock her to the ground with one fell swoop. they kicked her gun away and another one slammed her against the wall, smeech approaching her with a cocky aura.

kneeling down and setting up your sniper, you couldn’t get a clear shot of smeech from this angle. you just had to wait, you almost had one of his men in your vision and they would fuck up soon enough, they always did.

smeech started monologuing to jinx and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes, god this shimmerhead was as dumb as they come. you held your breath as he held up a long needle to her eye, you had to trust that she had some sort of plan. she always did, even in situations like this. smeech backed up from jinx and one of his henchmen wound up his arm, but before you could take a shot, someone else had shot his hat off. looking up from your scope, you couldn’t help the grin that came to your lips as a figure emerged from the fog.

sevika.

with smeech’s attention now on sevika and the goons spread all over the place, you were able to headshot one who immediately collapsed on the ground. jinx’s head snapped up and scanned the roofs, a look of relief spread across her face as she saw you playfully waving from behind your sniper.

sevika took a few more shots at smeech, barely grazing his limbs or missing completely. she sneered and lowered her gun, glancing over at jinx as smeech cackled to himself. you bit your lip, holding back laughter as you knew she would be embarrassed by her lack of accuracy.

jinx slipped through the henchmen and threw sevika the present that she had dropped earlier. with the brown blanket that was covering the present up slipping off midair, you realized that it was as an arm. a new arm. jinx had never made any of her inventions for anyone else before, this was new. a good new. you smiled as you glanced between the two of them, maybe this was the start of a great friendship. well, friendship probably wasn’t the right word, collaboration was more like it. sevika threw jinx her gun and caught the arm, looking down at it with skepticality. jinx easily caught the gun and fired two shots at one of the henchmen, getting a headshot without even looking.

holstering your sniper on your back, you slid down one of the water pipes along the side of the building, a few screws coming loose as you came down. sevika threw off her poncho dramatically and hooked on her new arm. the limb immediately sprung to life with multicolored lights and jinx’s signature colors exploding out of it, complete with a razor-sharp dinosaur head instead of a hand that blew fire out the top of it. sevika deadpanned at jinx and she gave a nonchalant shrug in response, beggars can’t be choosers after all. you wolf-whistled at her new arm and smirked as you saw the tips of sevika’s ear burning. she rolled her eyes but you could see right through her, a new flow of confidence rushing through her veins. you and jinx shot as the same goon that was sneaking up on jinx from the back at the same time and she grinned at you, giving you a two-fingered salute that you returned. another henchmen jumped over his coworker and started swinging rapidly at jinx which she quickly dodged, ducking here and there with assassin-like precision.

suddenly, you felt a hand on your hip. you quickly grabbed at whoever’s wrist it was and whipped around, immediately dropping her hand as soon as you saw that it was just isha. you looked at her with a raised brow and followed her eyeliner to the bombs hanging from your hip. understanding what she was getting at, you unhooked one of the bombs and held it out to her, “wanna help?”

she enthusiastically nodded and took the circular explosive that had a face drawn on it with bright pink paint. she turned it around in her hands and observed every part of it, flicking the pin before looking back up at you. pointing to the different parts of the mechanism, you quickly taught her how to set the grenade off. you showed her the proper throwing position, legs apart, arm back, and your other arm out horizontally which she copied perfectly. you kneeled down and nodded to her, glancing back over at the fight. pointing right at the goon's head, you smirked at isha, “that’s your target.”

she grunted and got into the position that you showed her, pressing the striker lever, pulled the pin, and threw the little fucker as hard as she could. the grenade hit the back of his head and ricochetted almost directly up. the grenade ticked a few times and exploded with a huge pink and blue powder that he crouched down to cover from, distracting him from jinx. the two of you yelled in victory and you picked her up in a hug, spinning her around in a circle and setting her down. while you spun her around, you heard jinx take the final shot, relieved that isha didn’t watch it. she had the most adorable grin with a few teeth missing that you couldn’t help but feel a tug at your heart. you took off her hat and ruffled her hair, “not bad kid, not bad at all!”

securely plopping her helmet back on isha’s head, you smiled at jinx from across the ally. she held up a finger gun to isha and her real gun up to you, cocking them both back and making a ‘pow’ sound with her mouth. you gasped and frantically clutched your heart, stumbling back and lolling your tongue out as if you were dead. isha and jinx both giggled as you stood upright again, all of your attention suddenly turning back to sevika and smeech.

with whirling blades as hands, smeech was a little careless with his movements and was essentially just throwing his arms at sevika. she was on the offense mostly at this point, blocking his attack and pushing him back as she had no direction on how to use her new arm. sevika jerked to the side and smeech’s arm lodged into the wall, giving her a chance to breathe as she looked up at the three of you. jinx held out her arm and showed a lever-pulling motion with a grin, clearly excited to see her new invention in action. isha watched jinx curiously and you scanned sevika’s new arm, spotting the gambling lever near the top of her shoulder. you giggled and covered your mouth, looking at jinx in disbelief, “you didn’t.”

jinx raised her eyes brows in a challenge and nodded, “oh yes i did.”

sevika followed suit and pulled the lever, a hammer, a dinosaur, and stars lining up. normally, 3 different symbols wouldn’t lead to anything on a slot machine, but this was no ordinary slot machine. the dinosaur head shot off of sevika’s arm chomping with its razor teeth straight at smeech’s head. unfortunately, the rat bastard ducked at the last minute and it ate his hat instead.

you cupped your hands around your mouth and yelled, “good riddance! it was an ugly hat anyways!”

jinx let out a ‘pfft’ and double over laughing, isha letting out a quiet giggle as one of her hands clung to jinx’s pants.

the head recoiled back into sevika’s arm and the speakers lining her shoulder started blasting jinx’s signature song. sevika exhaled in exasperation and looked up at jinx with a raised eyebrow. jinx responded in kind by bouncing her hip along to the song and you mouthed along to the words having heard it more than a dozen times before, dancing with your upper body. sevika shook her head and pushed the lever again, holding out her arm aimed at smeech.

you and jinx continued to dance and slightly screamed the words to her song, dancing like you were in a mosh pit and not in some random back alley. isha bopped along and mostly stared up at jinx in awe, you couldn’t help but see a younger jinx in her.

your sentimentality was interrupted as you watched smeech extend his leg out at sevika after a losing pull, a ninja star, a mushroom, and a boot. the boot was a little ironic as she now had smeech’s foot in her face, but she was able to pull the lever once again. this time, she got a dinosaur, a boxing glove, and a star. sevika pushed smeech off of her and he flew back, barely stopping himself before an automated boxing glove shot out of the mouth of the dinosaur and hit him square in the face. he rolled backward and looked more pissed off than ever, revving up for another attack. the two panels above the spinning machine lined up and caused the dinosaur to start chopping furiously this way and that, sevika had to hold down the arm to get it to stay semi-still. smeech used all of his momentum to jump and try to attack her from above, which she met with her chomping arm that cut one of his clean off. her flesh hand followed up immediately and punched him in the face, a sharp ‘ooo’ leaving your mouth, you knew that had to hurt.

the mouth dropped his arm and smeech stumbled back, blubbering out, “okay, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! there’s a deal to be struck here.”

sevika scoffed and curled her upper lip in disdain, “you forget smeech? you already made your last offer.”

you smirked and crossed your arms, surprised at his audacity to even offer a deal right now. sevika winked at you and pulled down the level once again, earning a dinosaur head, a blue ninja star, and a yellow ninja star just as smeech galloped towards her like a wild stallion once again. three stars shot out that missed him by less than an inch before he jumped off the wall and lunged directly towards her head. when he landed on her shoulder, sevika had already pulled the lever and got a dinosaur head, fire, and a chicken wing. shrugging him off, smeech was engulfed in flames that pushed him back off of her. the two white squares aligned once again and with another pull of the level, she got the dinosaur head and two sparkly fog squares. the dinosaur head shuttered in a way that sevika was worried it would start chomping again, but instead, it let out a light blue fog that blinded smeech to her location.

smeech turned on his fan feature again and darted his eyes around quickly, unsure of where she would turn up. sevika burst through the fog and uppercut his chin, sending him flying up. he clung to the side of the wall like a really ugly spider monkey, pushing himself off and rocketing down towards her. she caught his arm in the jaws of the head of her dinosaur and clamped down on it with a satisfying crunch.

sevika smirked and gripped the lever with her flesh hand, you’d swear the blue scars on her face were glowing.

“tell me, who’s a funny looking rat now?”

“he is!” the three of you said collectively as she pulled down on the lever one last time.

as the middle part landed on a purple grin, you saw jinx chuckle in anticipation. when the left one landed on the grin, isha nodded and braced herself. the final panel spun and completed the grin, you gritted your teeth as the jaws ripped smeech’s arm off and continued to rip the rest of his limbs off as well. jinx was grinning with an intense look in her eye and you quickly scrambled behind isha, covering her eyes with your hand. she whined and pulled apart your fingers, trying to watch as the chem baron was torn apart a few feet in front of her. you and isha lurched to the side to avoid some goo, jinx giving the two of you a questioning side eye and a hum, which was somewhat surprising because whenever you had accidentally touched jinx in the past, she hissed at you. maybe this kid was good for her after all.

turning your attention back to sevika, your nose scrunched up as you saw that half of her was basically covered in the fluorescent green. her arm played a happy little tune and shot a few fireworks into the air.

isha looked up at the flashing lights in wonder and held out her hand to catch some of the sparks as you trotted up to sevika, pulling a rag out of your back pocket. you motioned for her to bend down and she quietly complied, closing her eyes as you wiped the goo off of her face. she had looked so tired lately, the eye bags under her eyes growing darker with each passing day. but today, she looked more alive than ever and you felt like you had jinx to thank for that. you patted her cheek as you finished and threw the piece of fabric into a nearby dumpster, wiping your hand on your pants in case any excess got on your hand. she opened her eyes and puckered her lips, leaning in for a kiss. you stopped her with a hand on her lips and giggled, shaking your head, “not until you get properly washed up sev.”

she huffed and stood back up to her full height, clearly holding in a pout. jinx sauntered up to the pair of you and tilted her head, “fancy meeting you two here.”

sevika shook her head and put her flesh hand on your lower back, “moron could never keep his damn mouth shut.”

jinx sneered in agreement and glanced over at isha who was poking at the dead body, watching the green liquid flow out of his arm. jinx looked at the two of you in slightly confusion, her eyes landing on sevika, “you could’ve just let me eat it…”

“haven’t we done you enough favors,” the two of you said in tandem, a small smile gracing your lips.

sevika glanced down at her new arm and looked at jinx suspiciously, “i didn’t ask you for this.”

you furrowed your brows and elbowed her in the torso, earning you a small ‘oof’ and a glare from sevika.

jinx crossed her arms and admired her work, “it was something i could fix.” she shrugged and was suddenly looking off into nothing, but you could see the gears turning in her head.

“you’ve got that look in your eye again, what are you planning?” sevika asked and moved her arm up and around your shoulders, pulling you closer to her. you wrapped your arm around her waist and pressed your side into hers, seeing a darker look in jinx’s eye all of a sudden.

“to finish what’s left of my family,” she said somewhat ambiguously.

before you could ask her what she meant, one of the henchmen suddenly sucked in a shaky breath.

wait, he wasn’t a henchman.

sevika and jinx shared a look. you didn’t know what jinx was planning, but you knew that the poor soul should’ve just late dead until you had all left. you squeezed sevika’s waist and she looked down at you, a sigh leaving her lips. “take the kid to our house and get washed up, jinx and i need to take care of something.”

“be careful, both of you,” you said firmly, looking from sevika to jinx.

“yeah yeah yeah we will, just gotta send a little message to my sister.”

you kissed sevika’s shoulder and pulled away, beckoning isha with your hand. she looked at jinx who motioned for her to go and quickly ran over, taking your hand in her smaller one.

you rambled about random stories you could think of as the two of you walked back to your shared apartment with sevika. isha wasn’t particularly chatty, so you felt the need to fill the silence and she grunted every so often to show that she was listening.

opening the door, you stepped aside to let isha in first on her own time. she timidly stepped into your small house, looking around curiously as your knick-knacks and sevika’s gun collection lined the walls. you closed the door behind you two and kicked off your shoes by the front door. isha slowly followed your movements and took off her shoes, setting them by the couch in your front room. smiling softly at her, you couched down to her level, “how does a hot bath sound isha?” her eyes lit up in excitement, and nodded her head vigorously.

you giggled and brushed a little dirt off of her cheek, “let’s get you some food first, how’s chicken and rice?”

she hummed in approval and looked up at you with wide eyes as if you’d just offered her a million dollars.

“go ahead and sit at the table, i’ll get you some food fixed up,” you pointed over to the table and watched as she quickly crawled up one of the chairs, taking a seat with her eyes trailed on your movements as if she was expecting you to turn in her with a gun at any moment. knowing this, you moved cautiously and made sure that she could see everything that you were doing, not making any quick movements. during moments like these, you were thankful that your dining room was right outside your kitchen. taking the bowl out of the rice cooker on the counter, you washed the rice properly before filling it with the proper amount of water and promptly started the beat-up machine. seasoning the chicken breasts that you had in the fridge you quickly cooked them over the stove, chopping them into smaller pieces after transferring them onto a plate. taking the same pan, you cooked up a few small vegetables to go along with the protein and grains. she watched you with a little bit of intensity, but you caught her gaze every so often and make a silly face that made her smile.

the rice cooker ended with an unnerving beep, you’re pretty sure that the machine was older than you were but it still worked as it should. dishing up a bowl with rice, vegetables, and chopped-up chicken. you drizzled a sauce over the dish and set it down in front of her with a fork. serving up your own dish, you sat down next to her with a side glance. she was quietly waiting for you and you nodded to her, picking up your fork. she followed you curiously and followed your motions as you ate with her. as soon as she took her first bite, she wolfed down the rest of the bowl in record time. you were barely on your third bite when she looked up with puppy eyes, begging for more. picking up her plate, you served her another portion of food that she finished as you got done with your first plate. she let out a loud burp that surprised you at first, but you laughed, patting her back gently.

“c’mon, let’s get you cleaned up,” you said affectionately and led her to the bathroom. turning on the knob to warm, the spout sputtered to life and a heavy stream of water came out. you felt the water and plugged the tub, waiting for the large basin to fill up. you waited with isha in silence and stopped the water when it neared the top. you pointed out the different soaps to the little girl and she nodded along, taking off her hat and setting it on the counter.

“leave your clothes outside of the door and i’ll give them a quick wash. if you need any help, just yell- or uh knock on on of the walls, okay?” you smiled and opened the cabinets, leaving 2 towels on the counter for her. as you reached for the door, you suddenly felt isha hugging your thigh. you let out a ‘oh’ in surprise and put a hand on her back, softly cradling her into your body.

she hummed the pnemonics of ‘thank you’, pushing her face into your leg.

“you’re welcome. and don’t worry about those two, they’ll be back soon,” you reassured her and pet her hair back, feeling her nod against you.

leaving isha to her own devices, you went downstairs and prepped two more plates, covering them up to keep the food warm. you smiled to yourself as you heard isha splashing around, quietly going over to the bathroom and picking up up her clothes. you walked into the laundry room and gave them a deep scrub, honestly, you were worried that they would disintegrate in the soapy water. rinsing out the surprisingly bright clothes, you stuck them in the dryer on a delicate setting.

the clothes were dry in no time as you occupied yourself with reorganizing the cups in the cabinet... again. opening the dryer, you folded her clothes carefully and put them outside of the bathroom door, letting isha know with a small knock. you heard the front door open and close, followed by a muffled thud. peaking around the corner, you saw jinx’s braids hanging off the couch and the blanket that was draped over the edge of the couch was now pulled off. sevika let out an exhausted sigh, leaning back against the door with her eyes closed.

“dinner’s on the counter,” you called out and finished folding some stray clothes that were still in the laundry room. sevika hummed in response and trudged into the kitchen, grabbing a plate with a fork. she dropped off the food with the utensil on the coffee table in front of jinx with a grunt, receiving a small wave in acknowledgment.

taking off her arm and leaning it against the side of the door she slumped into a chair at the kitchen table after she grabbed her own plate on the way over. heading out of the laundry room, you saw isha padding across the floor and into the front room, most likely laying with jinx now. you smiled softly at the two, reminding you of jinx and vi when they were younger, before vander died of course. walking over to the table, you sat timidly in the chair next to sevika. you didn’t ask what she and jinx did, knowing it definitely had something to do with the one henchman who was still alive.

sevika finished her meal and set her fork down on her plate, licking her lips in satisfaction. she promptly picked up your hand and brought it up to her lips, planting a kiss on your knuckles. you caressed her cheek with your other hand and brushed your thumb against the blue scars that almost looked purple in the dim light, your eyes darting back and forth between hers, looking for answers.

“jinx has a plan for vi and that little enforcer friend of hers, are you down?”

“always.”

a/n: it was so fun to write this scene for scene!!! i love this fight scene so much omfg... rereading this post act 2 def hurt el oh el!!!!!

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archangeldyke-all · 4 months ago

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masterlist 5

LMAO can u believe!?!?

werecat cuddles 😾

sevika comforting u when u get bloodwork

riding plug sevika in her car 🍃

seeing sev without eyemakeup

sevika is not scary... she is my baby...

bookshop owner sev x bakery owner reader

breeding size queen sev with the breeding strap

more werecat sev lore 😾

slayer and werecat sevika 🐕

sevika taking care of her pregnant hormonal wife 👶

ceo sev falling asleep at her desk 💼

medical resident reader

the family meeting little fucker's girlfriend 👶

ceo sev gets jealous 💼

sevika helping reader starting testosterone

the twins being silly 👶

sevika showing reader her new hair

sevika choking u during sex

reader and sev try to be dog foster moms 🐕

fucking plug sev at a party 🍃

sevika pinning u by the throat during sex

meeting little fucker's girlfriend's parents 👶

sweet shower sex

reader figuring out bottom sevika has a crush

halloween with sev, little fucker, and the twins!! 👶

seeing sevika's baby pics

sevika walks in on you fucking your pillow

sevika getting handsy in public

taking care of pregnant sevika 👶

werewolf reader! 😾

ranvika hcs! ⚔

more strawberry farmer reader and sheep farmer sev!

sevika and u undercover

jinx betting sevika can't last w/o ur kisses

sevika leaving u in the early mornings

sugar mommy sev spoiling u

slayer and sevika's play fighting 🐕

sevika ruining her edge 💼

blurb inspired by @sumilane's art!

how sevika deals with u being angry at her

nurse reader hired by silco

thoughts on sev's vibrating arm

how u comfort her after silco dies

sevika bringing jinx and isha home 🐇

sevika's biting kink

taking care of sevika after the fight in jannas temple 🐇

biting sev some more hehe

isha cuddling you and sevika 🐇

sevika being a gentlewoman

giving werecat sevika catnip joints 😾

sevika worshiping plus size reader's body

jinx and isha bring home a cat 🐇

your first date after taking in jinx and isha 🐇

ceo sevika being hot giving a speech 💼

protecting sevika when she's armless

how sevika clips her new haircut back

isha telling you about her past 🐇

isha dyeing the cat blue 🐇

isha jinx and sevika comforting reader on a bad day 🐇

how sevika apologizes as a parent 🐇

little things you do that drive sevika crazy

councilor sevika 🐇

video game bans you have to make for your girls 🐇

how sevika reacts if you shave your bush

comforting councilwoman sev

jinx and isha actually are completely fine 🐇

clothes you can wear to drive sevika crazy

nonverbal reader and isha making their own language 🐇

amab masc reader

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naisilla · 10 months ago

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The Emperor's New Muse Part .9

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: The exchange goes horribly wrong...

A/N: Thank you for supporting this story and thank you to those who motivated me to continue writing.

The Fractal Shear landed on the Royal Military Station, next to the Royal Palace. You were once again being walked through the palace port, passing by thousands of troops. No soldier paid you any attention, remaining stoic and ignoring your situation with one glance at the Ordinal leading your group.

You had to walk through the massive expanse. Lead past various subways of bullet trains that transported the military throughout the planet via an underground train system.

It didn't even feel like you had left the Fractal Shear. With how everything in Demaxia is made of cold, dark metal and sterile lighting, it felt like you were inside an expansion of the ship.

"So where is this exchange happening anyways?" you ask, unable to bear the deafening silence among your group.

It only felt fitting that Kayn continued his usual behavior during the most critical moment of your escape plan. His calm demeanor was unnerving, you were certain that he was just waiting for the right time to pull something cruel on you, to take away your hopes. The closer you got to the edge of the district the more nervous you became.

"We're taking you into the grand courtroom. The Morningstar will land on our military station and the ship will be confiscated until after the exchange. Wouldn't want your friends trying to leave too soon."

Crap Kayn had thought of everything. By having the exchange happen inside the palace, you and your team are in a lot of danger. You'd be trapped in an unfamiliar environment infested with demaxian soldiers overseeing everything. Plus with the Morningstar being so far from reach, it would be almost impossible to pull off a flawless escape.

As you continue to walk down the corridors of the Royal Palace the intensity of your emotions increases. You feel nervous about how your team might pull off this getaway. With how crucial this situation is, the entire scenario could go south.

Sometimes foreshadowing is relatively obvious.

You were brought into the Demaxian Palace and immediately your breath was taken away. The grand size of Demaxia's ships and cities could not prepare you for the Palace itself.

The sheer size and opulence of the Demaxian Palace was breathtaking. You have never seen such extravagant architecture before. The palace was imposing and dwarfed everything you have ever seen before. The grandeur of the rooms and the length of the halls make this entire structure seem more like an entire city, instead of just a place for the royalty to live.

The Demaxian Palace was a dramatic shift from the Military Station and subways leading toward it. Instead of the cold and dark metal scheme that you were so accustomed to, the Palace stood out in its contrasting palette of ivory and silver.

The grand courtroom lived up to its name. There was a balcony floor that overlooked everything similar to that of a theater room. Hundreds of executive chairs with elongated bodies were immaculately tucked into long lines of marble tables. Giant pillars arched above holding up the grand ceiling decorated with beautiful paintings depicting the galaxy.

Kayn and his soldiers waited at the center of the room, standing before the center table and staring at the adjacent entrance.

Eventually, you pick up on marching footsteps approaching, and the grand doors part open. A troop of soldiers enter, along with your friends Yasuo, Jinx, Malphite, and Sona. You immediately notice their lack of weapons. Yasuo was without his sword and Jinx was missing her barrage of weaponry.

It becomes apparent that your odds of survival are even slimmer than anticipated.

The moment your eyes meet, Jinx smiles and begins to wave excitedly "(y/n)! you're still alive!! How was rooming with Kayn?~"

You roll you're eyes, Jinx sure does have a weird way of saying things. Jinx waving her hands and trying to interact like nothing was wrong despite being escorted in was such a Jinx thing to do. It was both nerve racking and comforting to see that she seemed so normal despite being stripped of all her weapons and held by Demaxian soldiers. If there was one thing you knew about her, it was that you could count on her to always be herself no matter the situation that she was in.

"Absolute torture. How have you been?"

"You know, same old running away from Demaxian enforces. Yasuo was so stressed out- HEY!" Jinx protests as a soldier nudges her with his gun demanding her to shut up.

The group of soldiers escorting the Morningstar crew continues to usher everyone further into the courtroom. You stole a glance at Yasuo desperate to see the confidence of having a plan in his eyes. But there was no twinkle of hope or a smug smirk there was only fear.

Without his weapons and surrounded by armed Demaxian Soldiers he looked more vulnerable than you had ever seen him look before. The only thing you could hope for now was that the rest of the crew had some sort of plan because clearly Yasuo did not.

Your gaze desperately flicks over to Sona, the only member of the Morningstar you had faith in. But Sona merely looked directly at Kayn with a solemn look, she unlike the others (excluding Jinx because she's just insane) showed no fear toward the Ordinal.

Despite the circumstances Sona remained quiet and calm.

Kayn was solely focused on the Templar. "At last, Sona. The secrets of the Ora Gate will be mine!"

Yasuo steps infront of Sona, blocking her from Kayn with a stern glare. "Have you fulfilled the terms of our agreement?"

Kayn nods "Yes, the charges against you for your brothers gruesome murder have been dropped."

"And the bounty reward?"

"A sum of two hundred billion credits have been wired over." Kayn brings up a hologram projection from his wrist showing that indeed the money had been transferred.

"And your promises to my crew?."

"Malphite has been recommended and accepted into the Demaxian Academy Of Clinical Medicine." As proof an acceptance letter was put on display. "As for the loose canon, you'll find a shipping container of our weapons has been loaded onto your Morningstar. The hologram projection switches to live security feed from on board the Morningstar showing a team of Demaxian soldiers loading said container into the cargo port.

Even though Kayn had kept his promises so far Yasuo's gaze remained hard. "Now give (y/n) back."

You feel Kayn's hand latch onto your arm in a steel grip.

"The templar first".

It's not like Yasuo had much of a choice, they were surrounded by a few hundred soldiers all armed with plasma guns. The soldiers closest to your friends were nudging Yasuo to step aside so that Sona could freely walk over to where Kayn and you stood.

Sona takes initiative and begins to walk her way over to your side of the courtroom. Her strides were hidden under her dress giving the illusion of her gracefully floating across the floor. The dark visors of every soldier turning to follow her movement.

You realized you were holding your breath when she finally made it over to you. Yasuo's narrow eyes dart between Sona, Kayn, and yourself.

"Now let (y/n) go."

Kayn's grip releases from your arm and his boot makes contact with your back as he kicks you away forcing you to stumble forward. You scramble to your feet and look back at Sona.

You look at her desperately trying to find solace in her expression, for her to assure you this was all part of the plan. There was a plan, right? But Sonas eyes only stared back with the same solemn expression as before.

Your heart sank now that you'd come to the realization that there was no plan. Yasuo was actually going to give Sona up. You could feel tears of frustration welling in your eyes and you glared at Yasuo. How dare he actually let Kayn win, He just doomed the universe for some materialistic rewards.

All eyes were on you as you traded places with Sona, you had barely reached your spot next to Yasuo when Kayn speaks up. His green eye casts down on you. "Kill them."

Instantly all the guns in the courtroom train on you and your friends, the synchronized clicks and hums of hundreds of plasma riffles echoing in the giant room.

Everything happened so quickly, You were in an impossible situation and you had no chance to avoid a bloodbath. Everyone freezes in their tracks, unable to move an inch as you stare in terror at the sheer number of guns pointed right at you. Everyone there is now at the mercy of the Demaxian Soldiers who have no reason to hesitate to pull the trigger. It seems that this is the end of the line for all of you.

With a resounding crescendo, your vision is abruptly blinded by a golden light. Everyone is shaken, the Demaxian soldiers have been briefly knocked down. At the center of it all stood Sona, who wields an orb of aura between her hands.

Using a fluid motion of her arms she sends out another wave of pure ora, the raw energy blasting everyone with the power of an extreme blizzard. From across the room, her eyes connect with yours and a single message is telepathically spoken.

"Run".

Yasuo grabs you by the arm in a desperate grip and everyone takes off towards the massive entrance. Along the way, Jinx swipes the guns of various soldiers still knocked out by the blast. She throws one for you to catch while she continues to sprint, wielding a riffle in each hand, a sinister cackle coming from her.

As you run you feel your body becoming lighter allowing you to speed up. You breathe a sigh of relief as Sona joins your side, her celerity spell boosting everyone towards and out the grand door. The moment everyone is out of the grand courtroom you turn to look at the mess in your wake.

Chairs had been blown to the ground, and many Demaxian soldiers remained limp, only a few were left moaning and twitching. That blast of Ora was powerful enough to incapacitate targets. But to your horror, standing in the center of it all was Kayn.

Unlike the sea of men slumped over, taken out by the ora. Kayn stands tall with his scythe planted firmly on the ground, its center growing large as it draws in the golden essence.

How was this possible? Everyone else got destroyed in the blast, there's no way he survived that. You could only watch on in horror at what Kayn did next.

Getting up from his kneeling position and straightening himself Kayn stood with a proud posture, his arms spread out. The palm of his right hand glows with ora. From the bodies of the fallen rise tendrils of golden essence that get pulled into his outstretched hand. Kayn was absorbing everyone's ora. His green eye sparkles and glows, becoming more golden.

You and your friends find yourself in a large hallway, in the distance is the sound of charging footsteps. It wouldn't be long until more Demaxian soldiers flooded the scene. Yasuo takes the lead, remembering the way that he and his crew were escorted through.

Jinx mounts herself onto Malphite's back holding onto his dorsal plates and begins to shoot up the palace interior, squealing in delight. More soldiers begin to emerge from the palace halls, flooding into view in giant waves.

They just keep coming, more come in to replace the few you can manage to take out. It's like an infestation of roaches emerging from a nest. You are forced to run, there was no time to try and take care of the imperials.

Kayn rushes through the wave chasing you from behind, The mass parts for the Ordinal who shoves everyone aside. His actions are rough and erratic, his teeth are bared in a permanent snarl, and his green eye glints.

With long and powerful strides, Kayn manages to catch up to you. He covered a large distance in an impossible display of speed. It was like a nightmare where no matter how hard you pushed your body to flee the monster was always faster.

In his left hand is Rhaast, glinting with each stride Kayn takes. It's center of Ora warps and shifts like an eyeball staring down its prey. Within the sea of noise, Rhaast's voice cuts through the sounds of yelling and gunfire.

"Rip out their organs Kayn!"

With a mighty leap, Kayn launches himself into the air. He flys above you looking down like a bird of prey. He swings Rhaast upwards preparing to bring down the scythe to slice your entire team down the middle.

"SONA! LOOK OUT!" You scream gesturing to the templar in with a single gesture. She nods understanding you and builds up a core of ora between her hands and lets it out in a radial blast just like earlier.

You expect Kayn to be blown away and knocked down by the force emitted but to your horror, he breaks through. While the rest of the imperials are instantly stunned and fall to the ground, Kayn remains untouched by the blast. And he continues to fall through with his downward strike attack.

There is no time to react, Kayn is hurtling toward you at a flat-out speed. You can't even brace for impact-

A golden shield instantly appears forming over you and your friends, you look up amazed as Kayn is slowed down. He was inches away from killing all of you, yet as he made contact with the ora shield he is effectively blocked. You turn to Sona relieved that she managed to stop Kayn, you were almost certain Kayn has outpowered her.

But Sona wasn't casting the shield, she looked back at you, her eyes wide in confusion. Her hands were not manifesting ora, she was frozen in a defensive stance using her arms to shield her body. Within these split seconds, your mind raced. If Sona wasn't shielding you, then who was?

You look to Kayn whose enraged state has vanished into an expression of shock. He stands next to the force field that protects you his eyes trained on something up and ahead of you. Following his gaze you look towards a grand balcony where a mysterious man stood.

A stoic man stood tall before you, shallow lines carved his face in a mature charm. Tufts of medium length dark hair peeked out from an elegantly decorated barbute helmet. His large frame was mantled with a set of sleek streamlined armor. In his right hand was a grand lance and his left hand was outstretched. He was the source of the ora shield.

It took a moment to notice the Demaxian colors of gold, white, and blue and how ornate the man's armor was that you figured out just who he was.

King Jarvan IV.

By how surprised Kayn seems by the King's presence you deduct he wasn't expecting Jarvan to be here in the palace.

"My King- I thought you were meeting with the High Priestess on High Silvermere." Your deduction was correct.

The King only stares back at the Ordinal sternly. "Why are there space pirates and a templar being chased in my palace?"

You watch as Kayn instantly switches from his enraged state to mirroring the same serious composure as the King.

"My King, this is Captain Yasuo. He's a fugitive murderer resisting his arrest and his crew are also fined with a plethora of crimes."

King Jarvan raises an eyebrow. "Why are they here in my palace? Shouldn't criminals be taken to the prison on Dawnhold?"

Kayn is quick to respond. "These fugitives in question have been evading my locus armada and have been a menace to the empire-"

You continued to watch Kayn talk to King Jarvan, the exchange between King Jarvan IV and Kayn makes you more curious about the relationship between these two individuals. The King seems to hold a position of authority over Kayn, yet Kayn doesn't seem to hold back in speaking his mind to him.

As King Jarvan talks back and forward with Kayn, you and King Jarvan lock eyes with each other. The King's eyes are soft and kind, he doesn't seem like the kind of man who would take pleasure in causing pain or suffering. As they continue to stare at each other, you can't help feeling like he's evaluating you in some way.

You decide to speak up and interrupt the two males. "Captain Yasuo is innocent!"

The conversation was broken by your interjection and now you had the attention of both men. King Jarvan speaks first.

"And who are you?"

You stare up at the King on his balcony with a sense of confidence. "I am (Y/N) of Navori. Your Empire invaded my home world and destroyed both my people and planet with your brutal expansionism. I was forced to live as an immigrant working class. Ever since I was wrongly treated by your loyal Ordinal I've been on the run with the Morningstar crew"

You speak with a fiery passion and the King's expression darkens as you speak. He listens to every word you say and never once does he interrupt you or try to change the subject. You notice that Kayn is staring at you in silence with a look of contempt and hatred. He's trying to hide his feelings but you can tell that he's annoyed at you.

A defeated sigh escapes from Jarvan's lips. "Yes I'm aware that there were a handful of countries that became barren wastelands after out attempts at colonisation went wrong."

Kayn's eyes narrow further into tiny slivers as if he can't believe that you would have the audacity to speak out against the Empire like that in front of the King.

Yet Jarvan's eyes showed remorse for the actions of his empire in the past. The King did not resemble the tyrant you imagined. For a brutal and merciless empire, the ruler seemed mellow and meek.

Perhaps he would understand. Maybe you should try talking to the King to stop Kayn from opening the ora gates.

"Please you majesty, hear us out. My team and I have been dawodhaowhdoawdad

Kayn interjects. "My King, do not believe these space pirates! They are criminals manipulating you with grandiose lies to avoid their sentencing and arrest!"

You snap back. "What kind of King lets his soldiers take over his empire, you've become an absent ruler unaware of the corruption abundant in your empire and how your loyal Ordinal threatens the universe!"

Jarvan is taken aback and turns to Kayn and calmly asks. "Shieda, What is she speaking of?"

You watch as Kayn grounds himself, he must remain equally calm to persuade Jarvan to ignore the Morningstar.

"They are space pirates. They only speak lies. Let me handle them my King". Kayn grips his scythe.

There is a pause for the King to contemplate, he lowers his arm deactivating the shield around you and the others.

Yasuo acts immediately grabbing you by the arm and making a sweeping dash forward, breaking through the soldiers who had gathered before you.

Jinx and Malphite also join in, the loose cannon firing at the guards who chase after you while Malphite pounds his fists into the ground sending out a shockwave that. Sona hesitates, looking at the King desperately before turning to also join the fleeing team assisting their getaway with a boost of her ora.

Kayn stands still staring between the escaping Morningstar crew and the King. An unamused scowl present on his face. "I think my point has been proven".

The Morningstar was quiet. You had managed to escape Kayn and the empire once again but it came at a cost. The ship had been badly damaged in the escape, it now operated at a much slower speed, barely getting away from Demaxia_Alpha. In fact, it should have been impossible to escape like you did. It was almost as if, Kayn had let you go, on purpose... Meanwhile, back at the palace, Kayn had a lot of explaining to do.

"Shieda. I have a lot of questions regarding what just happened". King Jarvan says, his tone low and serious as he paces about the room.

Kayn stands before him, tall and confident, masking the concern about where the King is going with this questioning.

Jarvan continues "Firstly I found it strange that you would arrange a hostage exchange here in the palace, it risks the security of the empire and of course" Jarvan pauses to gesture to the ruined grand courtroom. "Can lead to grand acts of destruction."

Jarvan's blue eyes look over the grand courtroom, while intact there were various sections where the marble erodes as a result of plasma and ora blasts. Most of the furniture had been obliterated and the once-polished floor had a massive ugly crack branching across.

The repairs towards this room alone would cost a grand fortune, let alone compensation for the hundreds of imperial soldiers who were injured or killed. Just thinking about the number of paperwork ahead of Jarvans day was giving the King a migraine.

"I also found these "space pirates" very peculiar. Even a formal bodyguard wanted for murder wouldn't require to be arrested here on Demaxia_Alpha."

Kayn shifts his weight from one foot to the other, his shoulders become loose, and his head hangs to the side as he adopts a more casual stance. By responding to Jarvan's serious demeanor with one of nonchalance Kayn has the potential of lowering the king's guard and lessening the tension.

"My King you know me, as an Ordinal I take my position seriously. What happened earlier was a failed sting operation. I wouldn't endanger the security of the palace if I didn't know what I was doing. I lured those space pirates in with a deal they could not refuse in order to get them somewhere they could not slip away."

"These are just space pirates, not high profile criminals. I fail to understand why they were treated as such." Jarvan was quick to continue his questions, Kayn was not going to change the topic and get off the hook so easily.

Alright, a casual approach was not the quick resolve Kayn was hoping for, time to switch his approach.

"These space pirates are a far greater threat to the empire than you could assume my King. The Captain, as you know. Brutally killed a soldier of mine, his own brother." Of course, Kayn was purposeful to leave out the details that Yone was not his soldier but in fact, a double agent who managed to free Sona from his interrogation cell. And of course, that he was the one who killed Yone. Ripped his body apart into bloody shreds with his newly acquired scythe at the time.

"I understand you must have had a personal vendetta against the Captain for murdering one of your men, but even so, arresting him here in the palace through a hostage exchange was not the right approach. You should've arrested him somewhere else that doesn't put the security of the palace in danger, you could've done so-"

"I've tried that already!" Kayn yells his voice suddenly booming, Jarvan looks at his friend slightly shocked, noticing how the Ordinal's fist clenches in frustration.

"I have been tracking the Morningstar for almost a year, and I have encountered them countless of times. In deep space, on alien planets, and on colonized market planets where they had stopped to restock. Every time they continue to evade me and my locus armada. With how dangerous Yasuo is I had to go to radical measures to ensure the safety of our empire."

Kayn was beginning to lose it, just his luck the King had hit a sore trigger spot of his. He needed to keep it together, and really convince Jarvan of how important it was to have the Morningstar crew taken down, even if he had to lie to him.

"Amongst them was a Templar, a powerful one with an affinity for ora from what I saw. What was she doing in the middle of all of this?"

"She was their hostage, she has been held captive against her will by these space pirates. Another reason as to why they are so dangerous." Kayn was instantly crafting lies to manipulate the King and staging the Morningstar as real threats that needed to be eliminated.

"But why?"

"You saw it for yourself, the Templar is powerful. She has the strongest of abilities to wield ora, what space pirate wouldn't want such power to themselves?"

Jarvan nods seemingly beginning to agree Kayn who was portraying the Morningstar as quite the threat to their empire.

So why was there doubt? Why was it that when Jarvan looked into Kayn's golden eye there was something dark lurking just beyond.

Golden...

Jarvan recalls the way the Templar looked at him so desperately, it was so odd that a hostage would be so willing to help her captors escape. She could've stayed behind and been rescued, but she choose to leave with the Morningstar.

Something wasn't right.

That other woman in their crew also tried warning him about Kayn, something about the universe being in danger...Jarvan sighs.

"Kayn I've noticed some concerning changes. I'm worried for you. You've grown distant and I can tell there is more going on here concerning this "Morningstar".

Kayn began to grow impatient, why couldn't Jarvan just leave this be? He had already forced Kayn to let them get away by staying here to talk, precious time catching up to them was getting wasted. The King has been so content in the past to let him take over to let the Ordinal enforce the law on his behalf, why now was this absent King being persistent?

"The man you follow is weak Kayn, you and I both know that he is only showing interest now because he senses something wrong. He senses your intention. He is catching on to your plan."

Rhaasts voice whispers in Kayns mind, dark and foreboding. A grim reminder to the Ordinal of the situation he is in. Stuck in a position he hates, performing duties for an overcautious king who refuses to have the clarity of mind that he does, the strength that he does. Rhaast was the sign that Kayn needed to pursue his ambitions of leading the empire toward the greatness it deserved, that Kayn deserved.

"I've grown sad, sad that we've become an oppressive and dominating symbol that outliers such as the Templars, Sundicate, and Subjugated alike kick against. I don't like being seen as a monolithic force, I hate being seen as an unyielding authoritarian. Your imperial policy has forced us to become less tolerant in recent years and I've grown to hate it."

"He rejects your strength Kayn. The King is still a bleeding heart full of delusional ideas of progression through peace. He is not like you, he is far weaker. The empire would benefit a ruler who isn't afraid of war, someone ruthless and pragmatic. Someone that is-"

"Me."

Jarvan looks at Kayn who suddenly spoke aloud. "What was that Kayn?"

Kayn merely stood tall and approached Jarvan with slow calculated steps, his boots crunching the rubble of the destroyed room. Then he lowers his scythe and his shoulders slouch, a pained expression appears on his face.

"I realize that we have differing opinions on how the empire should be ruled. My ideals were crude and radical compared to yours."

Jarvan notices how Kayn's body language has suddenly changed, his tone is a much more submissive one. Though his intentions remain hidden behind his words. Jarvan stares at Kayn who continues to look down with his shoulders lowered. He's showing his vulnerability to gain sympathy and trust from the King.

"While I can't say I always agreed with you, I can see how my way has driven the empire into an unstable state between it and its people."

Jarrvan nods, agreeing with Kayn.

"We've gone too far Kayn, we need to change. For the betterment of the Empire".

Jarvan turns away from Kayn and takes a step back. His eyes were no longer full of annoyance and suspicion but now filled with disappointment.

"If only I had taken charge sooner, I could've stopped the descent of our empire. I hope that it isn't too late, we've already laid claim to almost every planet in the universe. I feel like we've gone past the point of return."

Kayn walks over to Jarvan placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"As a Military tactician and as an Ordinal I have seen how war can affect a nation. In our empire's name, I have fought and killed. While we bring a great progressive future to our core worlds it came at the cost of forcefully imposing our empire onto them and spreading across planet systems creating a heavily separated class system between the metropolis capitals and the lower class trapped in endless poverty. It's time we changed that..."

Jarvan nods quietly once again, he's being won over by his friend's charisma that seems to be radiating from him with a newfound compassion and sense of reason. With his back turned to Kayn who stood slightly behind him Jarvan did not notice the way that Kayns scythe began to raise.

"Do it"

Suddenly looking down, Jarvans blue eyes transfix onto the curved neon blade that peaked through his ribs. The King gasps finding his lungs failing to take in breath. He lets out a pained scream as Kayn's scythe twists within his innards before slowly pulling out through his back dragging out the sound of wet ripping. His chest feels hollow and hot blood begins to cascade out splattering onto the cracked marble floor.

Jarvan falls to his knees, collapsing with a thud. His head felt light and his vision began to double and warp, everything was too bright. None of it distracted from the pain that ravaged his chest.

With eyes trembling Jarvan stared up at Kayn in awe. Kayn was close to him, in age and as a friend. They had grown up together, Jarvan as a royal monarch and Kayn as a promising knight. When Jarvan was crowned King after his father he entrusted Kayn to become the first Ordinal, his most loyal lapdog. Given the power to bring order to his empire, Jarvan was foolish. He was blind to the corruption Kayn brewed behind his back. As a law enforcer, Kayn was in charge of planning war strategies when invading new planet systems and protecting the growing empire from dangerous threats. Yet it seemed that the Morningstar was correct and that indeed Kayn was the worst threat of all.

He was suspicious, he grew concerned with Kayns violent ways of serving the empire but this was Kayn: charismatic, charming, nonchalant—a well-spoken man. He was fooled.

Was it from the beginning? Or throughout their friendship, Kayn had come to turn on him? How much of their history was a facade?

That would be a dying question left unanswered as finally Jarvan's body gave out and he slumped onto the floor his lance clattering against the marble, Jarvan was still and breathless.

"You let him bleed out a long and painful death...why?"

"Pathetic beings incapable of acting aren't worthy of a Nobel execution."

With the King dead the empire was finally ready to be claimed. It was time Kayn finally got what he wanted, what he deserved. But becoming King could wait, he practically ran everything as an Ordinal already.

He didn't waste time, all it took was a simple order. All the palace guards who witnessed the Morningstar escape were dead. No one could contest Kayn who just announced that Captain Yasuo had just Murdered the King.

And now that Kayn had made a public announcement to all of Demaxia he now had the entire Empire on a manhunt for the Morningstar. Things were finally coming to an end.

Part ten: Here

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chubbygirlfics · 3 years ago

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Arcane headcanons

Arcane characters x !plus size reader

Jinx-

Two words, No boundaries. She does not care if you are in the bathroom taking a shower she will walk in.

You have just gotten lucky every-time because she hasn’t seen you naked. Yet.

But today your luck went out the door, you were in your bedroom of YOUR house

You had to change your shirt because some dick of a man poured his drink on you for telling him off, you didn’t want to start anymore drama so you just went home

Jinx heard what happened and wanted to see how you were

Just as soon as you slipped your shirt off, jinx walked in. She stopped as soon as she seen you

You didn’t know if that was good or bad

She started skipping towards you “oh wowza!, who new you had boobs under all those baggy clothes” she joked

You playfully rolled your eyes “okay haha, now can I get dressed?” You questioned “not without me watching foxy” she smirked

You weren’t going to argue with her because you knew she was gonna get her way, and she’s too cute to say no too

“Fine, but only this one time” you stated

“Pftt, you wish” she joked, she actually watched you the whole time you put back on your shirt, because she thought you were sexy and she couldn’t take her eyes off your body

Don’t ever try to cover yourself up around her because she won’t like it, she loves your tummy and every curve, roll, you have

Vi-

She really didn’t mean too, although she doesn’t regret it

It was the first time she fully seen you with a bra, considering she has walked in on you in one but never got the full picture

“Oh shit sorry sorry” she says frantically turning to face to door

You didn’t hear her walk in, and it’s sacred the shit out of you when you heard her yell

“Oh god, I’m sorry you had to see that” you said pulling back on your shirt “what do you mean that? Why do you sound so insulting to yourself”

“Because it wasn’t a pretty view” you exclaimed

“Well I thought it was a pretty view..not in weird way…but in a weird way” she reassured

You let out a small laugh “good to know someone thinks that” you sit down on you bed and vi sits next you

“You know I’d definitely walk in many more times if I new you were without a shirt on cupcake” she said looking at you straight in the eyes, you swallowed hard

She showed you how beautiful you were by kissing you everywhere she could and whispering sweet nothings to you

She made you feel loved every-time she seen you without a shirt or any clothes at that

Catliyn-

She thought she heard you fall so she rushed into your room to make sure you were okay

“Oh no! Sorry y/n I thought you feel and I just wanted to make sure you were okay I didn’t know that your were-”

“Catilyn! Hey! It’s okay I’m okay” you cute her off and reassured her that it was okay

“Okay okay, good I just didn’t want you too think I’m weird” she said turned to the door “well your in luck because I don’t think your weird” you joked “at least I know you would try to save me if I was hurt” you say and smile

“Of course y/n you’ll always be my first priority” she smiles

God that smile always made you fall in love with her more and more…only if she knew

But lucky for you, she definitely like what she saw and before you guys know it you making out like to animals in heat

Jayce-

Was checking up on you because he heard you were sick

Didn’t expect to see you with any sort of top on

He froze for a whole minute just staring at you before you realized he was there

“Ahh! Jayce what are you doing” you yelled quickly covering your chest, he snapped out of his staring state “IM SORRY! I froze I didn’t mean to look for so long” he said leaving the room

After you got dressed you came out and seen him sitting beside your door “hey..” you said kneeling beside him , he felt so ashamed he couldn’t look at you “hey” he replied

“Jayce I know you didn’t mean too and it’s okay I mean if I walked in and see you with any clothes on I’d probably freeze two” you laughed

“So you don’t think I’m a stalker creep” he asked “no Jayce I don’t think your a stalker creep, but as long as you stared I hope you got a good show”you said , “ I did” he joked and you slapped him on the arm playfully

Viktor-

Fell down…literally

When he seen you, he tried getting out the door really fast but his cane fell underneath him and there was just a loud bang

It’s shocked you the loud noise, but him on the ground shocked you even more

“Viktor! What happened” you questioned putting on a shirt and running to help him up

“I- uh I walked in and uhm seen you changing- I’m sorry, very sorry miss y/n I didn’t know” he said looking away

“Viktor it’s okay, I’m more shocked that you fell down, but please let me help you up”

he grapped onto you arm and you lifted him up and gave him his cane “thank you miss y/n he said still looking away

“Please call me y/n” you smiled “okay y/n” he smiled back

Still a little awkward between you two but eventually you guys get over it and maybe even start dating:)

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tengens-tig-ol-biddies · 2 years ago

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This meme depicts my feelings as of now:

Just imaging Reiner being unhealthily obsessed with his chubby black girlfriend and the fact that you’re a squirter.

cw//overstimulation, squirting, my bby is a little aggressive in this 🥹, dirty talk, clit play, light slapping and choking bc he would never hurt us

📝: I am so in love with this man like god help me! this has been stuck in my head for weeks now and I just can’t get over it 😵‍💫

Mans practically worships the ground you walk on and is in love with your body from head to toe! It wasn’t bad enough that you had him wrapped around your finger with just your personality and pretty face, but when you gave him that plump, juicy pussy, that’s when he really became a fool. This reserved, sweet, big ol’ teddy bear of a man turns into a pitiful little puppy dog of a simp when it comes to his woman.

but one night, he’s burrowed over you..legs pinned back so that he has ample room to work. His full body weight pressed firmly into your thick thighs as he keeps you pinned to the jolting and soaked mattress.

“..No running from me tonight, cupcake.. ‘giving you all this dick..”

muttering between heavy breaths and long strokes. Reiner, trying his damndest to maintain his stamina. That fat, pulsating cock is constantly pumping its way through the tight canal of your swollen pussy. A creamy concoction of your arousal was all over his lower half and the bed sheets, making it a beautiful mess. The white mixture slathered down your beautiful almond skin. It was a sensation like none he had ever experienced before..

“Look at that pretty little pussy..so wet f’r me..I love it.”

warm, dripping wet and extremely tight; it melded to him with each thrust..one deeper than the next. But it was what followed that made him mad with passion, lust and pure love..

a splash of clear, urine like liquid showering him after a solid five minutes of pounding into you. When he felt that sudden twitch and the force of your palms against him, he had no other choice but to halt and when he did, he got to witness the waterworks first hand.

that shit was so sexy to him…and with his dick still nestled deep inside nonetheless. You couldn’t ever get rid of him now! Even if you wanted..but that dick was way too good to even consider such a thing.

“Fuck..that’s so hot, baby..you have to do it again..”

he enjoyed it so much in fact, that he made you do it twice now. Squirting: he had heard about it but to experience and make his girl do it hit completely different.

Along with the sound of the headboard repeatedly slamming against the wall, pitiful cries and gravelly grunts..as well as the smacking of drenched skin colliding created the atmosphere in the room.

it drove him crazy seeing the soft plumpness of your lower half collide with his toned v-line and abs. Not only that, his heavy, full balls are slapping vehemently against your needy hole.

your eyes practically fighting to stay in the front of your head but the way he was digging in your spot, placing his claim on it..that was impossible! Those fat, thick lips covering the pretty pink insides of your sore little cunt were practically swallowing the sensitive red tip of his dick.

for an inkling of a moment, you manage to raise your hands to his chiseled stomach, trying to get him to pause momentarily.

“..daddy.. ‘s, too much..gotta stop.”

the quiet shrill barely making it out of your mouth after what was probably your third induced orgasm.

unfortunately for you, the pathetic pleading only adds fuel to his ever growing fire of passion. It’s only when he pulls back for a split second do you catch a break but only to examine the aftermath of his work thus far.

suddenly, you hear a chuckle and see him lean down to gently stroke your face. The loving brush is followed by slow, deep tongue kisses that made you clamp up yet again.

“..not gonna happen, darling.”

the sight of those legs trembling uncontrollably, your pudgy stomach splayed in your own cum and your tongue hanging out..he couldn’t help but be proud. For a moment, those rough hands groped your soft, round tits..

that’s when he pushed himself back in and wasted no time stimulating you yet again. Deep, plunging strokes; one right after the next filled your womb and you could feel it in the pit of your tummy as well.

it felt so fucking good!..your legs were as good as useless right now so he doubled back and curled them up himself so he had full reign. Your quivering little spot was getting beat up but in the best way.

it was very overwhelming for him and he didn’t know what to do with himself! As you clutched him tighter, Reiner decided to lightly clutch your throat. He could tell you liked that and it really pushed him further.

his pace was rough; fast, short thrusts and each one stabbing at your center.

“Right there! Fuck..I’m gonna come, baby.. ‘gonna cum so hard for you..”

you better had been able to back that claim up because he was going to hold you to it in a second. Lubing the already saturated folds with his saliva, he’d press his thumb to your clit and massage tiny circles onto the bud.

he hit his final stride and it was if he were trying to put you through the bed! Those heavy grunts became louder as he got directly in your face, cooing for you to come. That sloppy little cunt was barely even containing him at this point..it was slipping out so he knew it was time.

“..you know what I want..do it for me, baby..squirt all over this fucking cock.”

after only a couple more aiding strokes, he’d massage that clit rapidly and bring you to your peak shortly after. Your breath caught for a moment before releasing a loud cry along with a stream of sweet arousal.

“Oh God! Yes, I’m coming! I’m fucking coming..”

just as he desired, that sticky rain splattered everywhere in the line of fire. The sight was one to behold. And from the position you were folded up in, some even managed to catch your face and abdomen.

when you finally spilled your last drop, it was as if you flatlined and fainted; only slightly twitching afterwards. Reiner was utterly impressed and at a lost for words. Watching you do that broke him and he’d jerk himself in his palm; spilling a warm, gooey nut onto your thighs and stomach simultaneously.

that was game over for the both of you and he’d fall by your side to revel in the afterglow.

“..hey, look at me.” he’d beckon with a finger underneath your chin. He’d lightly tap the side of your cheek to bring you back to consciousness and when he did, your eyes would meet.

it amazed him how you managed to look so beautiful even in the most vulnerable moments. Bringing your face closer, Reiner slid his tongue into your mouth and you’d make out passionately.

“You did so fucking good, cupcake..that’s my good girl..”

cooing softly in a whisper that made you feel so babied.

for now, you couldn’t move a muscle. Your body and mind were stuck in that place of blissful ecstasy neither of you wanted to come out of.

the sheets, each other’s skin..all soaked in that beautiful mess you made. He was officially hooked on you now and there was no way he’d ever give this up.

this amazing gift was all for him and no one else..forever and always.

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faegramme · 2 years ago

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𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 <𝟛 (updated 8/10/22)

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tengens-tig-ol-biddies · 2 years ago

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YESSSSSSS OFFICER, THIS THE ONE, TWO AND THREE!!!!

I love this fic so much, down to the tsundere aspect, the woman being in charge, how Tamaki is depicted in all aspects of the term.

Amazing read! I loved this, and it made my morning like the Sunday paper.

Tamaki Amajiki x Bully. Chubby Reader!

Warnings: Handjob, Mean! Tamaki (at the very end), Pet names (Bunny, Baby, Goddess, Goodboy, Goodgirl, Pretty girl), Degradation, Humiliation, Cosplay-ish, Filming, Masturbation (Solo Male, solo female), Tsundere-ish reader, Unprotected sex, Mention the use of toys, Blowjob, Babytrap-ish, Simp Tama-chan, Dirty talk, Public Display, Jealous! Reader, Confession...?, Breeding kink. Basically, NSFW. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Also be mindful that I didn't really mention much of the reader's appearance (Besides she's female) since I wanted to keep it vague for everyone to relate as much as possible, though it is definitely for the more voluptuous side of ladies.

Please be mindful that all photos are not mine, but the making of the collage is.

MINORS DNI!!!! 🔞🙅🏻‍♀️ If you're not comfortable with this, please ignore!

P.S. This is a College AU.

Random thought, but imagine Tamaki x Bully Chubby Reader! Where he met her in college after one of his classes. As he was about to leave the class someone seemed to have bumped into Tamaki making the timid man drop the stuff he was holding as well as himself.

“Watch where you're going!” One of her friends said.

“Ah! I-I-I’m sorry!” The indigo hair man who sat on his knees to pick up the books and paper that scattered the ground said.

“At least stare at her when you apologize.” Another one said.

The moment she saw his flush face and those siren eyes of his, trying so hard to look at her, she was hooked. Fuck.

“S-Sorry.” He says sitting up when he finally grabs all his things, leaving the poor reader stunned. Feeling her knees go weak and her heartbeat fast she knew deep down what that could mean and she wanted to know more about this man.

“Say…who is that guy?”

“Him? Oh he’s Tamaki Amajiki. He’s such a nerdy loser like I heard he hasn't even lost his v-card.” Her friend said, making the whole group chuckle as she just watched the socially awkward man walk out the door.

Not even a week and she had done everything in her power for Tamaki to notice her, doesn’t matter if it was to make a little comment every time he gets called on or gets in his way when he’s going to his seat, having him to shift his way from their bodies pressed up against each other to get to his seat that just so happens to be a few seats away from hers. Catching the cologne he put on that morning and the faint natural manly scent that’s making her go insane.

And when she finally dared to sit next to him and speak, he was a stuttering mess and easily blush just by the sight of her. And how he jumps a bit when she places a hand on his thigh in class while lovingly caressing his thigh and innocently writing down notes and listening to the professor’s lectures as he desperately prays for her to not notice the hard-on he has. Lust filled her every thought from his innocent gesture, his hand trying to shoo hers away until being called on by their professor, having the whole class staring at his flustered expression. In the end, he failed to stop her and almost got caught in the process, leading him to cross his legs together for her to stop teasing him with a cute giggle.

And the moment she found out that Tamaki was working at a cute little convenience store was when things got worse. Conveniently only coming to visit whenever it was his shift, just to buy something to then simply say it was the closest place that sold the product before making a rude insult and leaves to then continue for a couple of days until coming around there with her friend to hang out, sitting in the outdoor chairs with the table that was conveniently next to the big windows that showed the purple hair cashier who was sorting some things. If her friends ask why they always come there she just replies by saying how close it was to their dorms or how she’d be craving some sweets. She refused to let anyone know that the real reason was ‘cause she wanted to see Tama-Chan even though she saw him not even an hour ago.

She basically became a regular that anyone who was working with Tamaki would notice, joking that she may be a stalker, if only they knew….

Though for Tamaki, he became used to her going to his job just to hang around and mess with him, always asking for his help with things she couldn’t reach (even if it was a centimeter away), and accidentally spilling something on the floor, having him mop the area. She would sit across from Tamaki as he took care of customers while reading a magazine or scroll through her phone to then leave with him when his shift was done. Saying she might as well go with him since she just so happens to be leaving too.

One time when she needed help in one of her classes all the girls would recommend Tamaki will do the work if she promise to fuck him, though none of them actually went through with it. Except for her.

Innocently asking for help, he agreed as they headed to his dorm where he sat in his desk chair as she looked through his stuff. As he went to talk and do the work she leaned over his shoulder pretending to be interested in the work, breath fanning down his sensitive ears that made his face turn red and his body jolted. And so began to play with him, telling him to continue explaining what she needed to do while misplacing her hands down his chest and back up to affectionately tug on his hair just as a whimper rips through his throat.

She couldn’t even help it anymore and just sank to her knees right in front of him, spreading his legs apart to see a nice bulge. Having adoring eyes, when seeing how average of an uncircumcised dick he had, with lovely breeder balls before flicking her gaze back at him. Covering his flushed face as she simply cooed him sweet nothing as her feather-light touched the inner of his thighs. Eyes rolled to the back of his head when she skillfully slip her hand around his length, “This is for me, right Senpai?”

She smirked when seeing Tamaki nod shyly, tears in the corner of his eyes while the image in front of him of the reader on her knees as she sloppily deepthroats him with a thrilling expression plaster on her face.

This led Tamaki to do numerous sinful acts that she directed him to do. One time doing a personal video chat for his bully, wearing a skimpy outfit with red bondage around those thick thighs. From the outside, he seemed ashamed and bashful with what she enforced yet deep down he loved it, his nipples erect and a hard-on that was already leaking.

“Oh my God, you actually wore it? Haha! Such a pathetic pet. Go on say it, say your bunny dick wants some pussy~”

“M-My bunny d-d-dick wants some p-pussy…” His thrusts get rapid.

“Great! But whose pussy do you want? Tell me!”

“Ah! Y-yours.” He stutters out.

“Huh? Speak up. I wanna hear you?”

“You…”

“-Louder!”

“Y-YOURS!”

“Hm~ Such a good boy~” She squeals, praising the timid man while instructing what to do and how to do it.

“M-Mistress, could I p-please cum?”

“Hm~ You remember to ask first. You're such a pathetic guy, allowing yourself to be treated this way. No wonder no one respects you.” He whimpers, mewling as he now thrusts his hips to his close fist. “Of course, you can cum but you better show me or I’ll get mad and punish you!”

“Yes, of course.” He panted out, eyes glossed over, tongue sticking out as he moved the camera to show the throbbing member as he continued to flap off.

“Ah!” Tamaki grunts, load after load of cum was being milked out and all over his toned stomach as he tries to suppress his crying and moans with his hand.

“Hm~ Such a good boy. Wish I was there so I could toy with you, give you ruined orgasms.” She sighs happily, lounging on her bed with a lewd expression and a hand inside her shorts. She couldn’t help but finally toy with her throbbing clit that she neglected throughout her and Tamaki’s heated video chat. The moment they hung up, she came within chanting his name as her face buried against the shirt that she ‘borrowed’ from him, Inhaling his manly scent from when he went to workout.

Here the reader was strolling along the side of the road to Tama-Chan’s job while thinking of all the things she wanted him to do tonight. Walking inside the sliding doors expecting to see him standing or restocking the shelves but was surprised to see a woman talking to him who seems to actually be looking at her eyes and not stuttering. Tamaki. Her Tamaki, who has social anxiety and is afraid to meet someone in the eye and sweats when the spotlight is on him for too long. Wait- did he just chuckle at something that girl said. Oh. Hell. No.

Suddenly hearing a crashing sound behind them, they turned around to Tamaki noticing his bully had accidentally spilled something once again.

“Hey, worker, you might want to stop talking and clean this up before someone gets hurt.” She grunts out, puffing her cheeks with her arms crossed as he bowed goodbye at the woman before turning back to her.

“Ah! W-What are you…Mhm!” As he walked past her with a mop at hand to clean up the mess she’d done, Tamaki was pushed against the freezer door.

“Mhm…?” She teasingly nipped his earlobe, her hand that wrapped around his waist traveled up to his chest, groping his man boobies before fondling it roughly. Her fingers toyed with his nipples, pinching and tugging on them before rubbing her thumb over the perky bud.

Leaning her head against his shoulder, Tamaki lay back on her, desperately trying to stifle the moans he wanted to let out.

He could hear her inhale his scent as she dropped her hand down past the apron he was wearing and to the bulge that was already in his sweats.

“W-we can’t, we’re out in p-public…”

He struggled to stop her, hand wrapped around her wrist though was answered by a tongue licking a stripe up his neck to his Adam's apple that she left a hickey.

"Hm, that’s fine with me, Tama-Chan. So that bitch you were too friendly with could see how wimpy you are from being manhandled by a girl." She giggles, giving a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Tamaki knew what she was implying and was trying desperately to get her away, though the stronghold on her wrist was slowly becoming weak, far too horny to stop her hand from jerking him off.

After all, it’s been a whole week since she’d milked him, keeping him restrained in his chastity cage from the last punishment she claimed he’d done.

“She was only asking for directions.” He whimpers in distress not wanting to mess this up. I mean she just took off the restraints.

“Tsk- yeah right, a girl like her, I’ve seen her coming around here every day just to get what a drink or something? To then ask you for direction as if she doesn’t know her way around here! Please, she just wanted an excuse to speak to you, what a loser.” She argued.

She definitely needs to pick up tips from that bitch, who almost stole Tama-Chan from her.

“S-She was?”

“No duh! Of course, she was - I mean who in their right mind would hang out in this place all the time?” She huffed out while crossing her arms.

“Uh…you do.” He glanced over to her, right as her demeanor changed. “Do you like someone here…?”

“W-What, O-Of course not! As though anyone in here is my type!” She lashes out, nestling her face between the crook of his neck so he couldn’t see her flush expression.

“Do you also do these things to people who aren’t your type…?”

“W-What?”

“Nothing…” She was shocked to hear him speak his opinion since he always had gone with everything she asked without much fuss besides to comment how wrong it is to do it in an excluded area.

“...I only do these types of things to my pet who has been really bad.” She’d reply.

Her hand made its way under the sweats he wore, pushing down the fabric, springing out the already pre-cum oozing flush cock.

“Pl-please…”

He just couldn't help but place a hand over his mouth to cover his moans as he finally submitted, shamefully rutting his hips against her hand, loving the way his cock fit perfectly wrapped around it that made his lower abdomen flex.

“What do you want, Baby?” He shuddered, his face burning up from embarrassment as her breath fanned over his sensitive ear. “Y-you know…”

“I really don't, Tama-Chan. So why won’t you tell your Mistress.” She said, sounding innocent though he knew she had a smirk on her face.

“I-I want you t-to make me cum.”

“Such a good boy~”

She shoved him against the freezer door once again, having his hands press against the door and his back arched as she coddles close behind him, legs as well spread wide as though she was giving him a shakedown.

She pumps the heaving rod a few times, seeing the blush foreskin stretch from the weeping tip and back wrapped around it. Smearing his pre around the head and to his pisshole that she began to toy with. God, was she a freak to value this sight and for her lower part tingling when he tried to break free. What a loser~<3

“Ah!” He leans back to her front again, as she coos filthy insults and encourages him to continue by gently placing short kisses all over his jawline as his hips frantically rutted as he felt his balls tighten. “Right there.”

He moaned shamelessly as he emptied himself right there at work, on the freezer door of the beverages, slowly sliding down to the long-forgotten soda spill he was supposed to clean.

Finally turning around to see a pissed-off reader greedily licking her fingers while giving a death glare at him. He knew whatever he did, he fuck up.

“I-I said I was sorry…”

“I don’t know what you're talking about.” For the past thirty minutes, Tamaki has been apologizing for the little situation that happened at the convenience store however all his pretty chubby bunny seems to want to do is ignore him. Walking a few steps ahead with her arms crossed and her nose sticking up.

“Bunny, please I don’t like it when you're mad at me. …Are you listening…? …Hey…Hey… - tsk - Listen t-to me!” He whisper shouted taking a hold of her arm so she could face him. She was shocked by the sudden outburst. Sure, she knew she could be a brat at times but she had never seen the side of Tamaki before, always being the kind and timid man who seems to care for her. Such an attentive man~ But this mean side of his…

“Don’t worry my curvy Goddess. You know Tama-Chan is really sorry for not noticing.” He cooed, gently stroking her chin while peering at her bewildered expression. Her luscious lips, which he had seen wrap around his length numerous times, were suck between her teeth.

Oh god did he look hot towering over her with that lewd expression and red face it was making her go mad.

“I’ll make it up to you. Ok, pretty girl?” Still, in a haze, she mindlessly nodded as Tamaki took a hold of her hand and dragged her to his dorm.

"Mine, mine, my pussy, s-so tight, so warm, so wet." He throaty moaned, half of the words muffled from her panties that she’d stuffed.

Roughly he pounds her into the mattress, clearly making up for lost time.

“You think all this is for you? Ha! Yeah right, you’re such a loser that even all the girls in the campus wouldn’t fuck you. You should be grateful I’m even giving you my time and day. You, you, loser.” She grabs his shoulders, leaving red crescents from her nails on his pale skin. He hissed from the pain.

Finally having enough he discards the used pantie from his mouth, and needing for her to hear everything he has to say, he grip the back of her neck pinning her forward so her face was close to his. "Don't keep my pussy away from me ever again." He grunts against her lips before shoving his tongue down her throat, licking her teeth as he slobbers all over her. Foreheads touching one another, as she cries into Tamaki’s mouth from the harsh poundings her pussy is taking.

The sound of his balls slapping heavily on her ass is practically deafening and her thighs ache from being pressed so close to her chest. Yet she loved it, still wanting his attention on her but was still mad and stubborn to move pass him talking to some girl.

“You probably even wanted that whores number with how happy you look, staring at her without once looking away or stuttering. You never looked at me like that or spoke to me without stumbling over your words. Do you really not like me that much, Tamaki…?”

“Kya!!” Suddenly her body was flipped to her side, as one of her legs was brought up and over Tamaki’s shoulder as he re-enters her.

“What are you talking about? I could never stop thinking about you. You ruined me for anyone else.” He confessed clinging to the leg that hung over his shoulder, peppering kisses all over her calf. “Wanna carry my baby? I'll do it, make you a mommy - hmph - just to prove that you're the only one for me. I'll give you as many as y-you want." Punctuating his words by leaning over her body and snapping his hips harder to aim for her g-spot with his eyes glazed over and a blissful smile plasters on his face as he wails and weakly praises.

The need to breed his pretty girl is high, Tamaki has wanted this since the moment they had gotten closer.

He's embarrassed at how desperate he is for the curvy beauty, doesn't matter how many times she was a bitch to him or a bully, Tamaki just wants to mark his goddess to keep her for himself and if that means he has to play dirty, so be it. He’ll make his bully a mommy.

“Y-yeah right as if I’ll let you breed me, you stupid -Ah!” She couldn’t even finish her sentence, too caught up with how he kept kissing her entrance with the tip.

"Oh, but your pussy got so much tighter when I said that, could it be you want that too? Wanna have the guy you bullied babies?” He layed his surprising toned body over hers, dick pounding her cunt real big and wide for her man’s cock, as he grabbed her breasts, tummy, hips, thighs, anything that he can squeeze to hold onto tightly so he could go nice and deep, rough, and mean on that spoiled hole. His mind slowly became mush from the loving feeling of his fingers sinking into her plump body. “I promise I’ll be the best daddy and husband.” He chants, getting louder as his thrusts get messier, too caught up on his own fantasy. He couldn’t even help but fondle her tummy and squeeze her against his body. “Huh? What are you talking about? Getting me pregnant. And you being my husband. All while we’re doing it.” She grunts, glancing at those beautiful indigo eyes.

“-Tsk, are you that stupid? -I’m not even surprised by your foolishness, I was the one who had to do your schoolwork for the whole semester. So, why don’t I make things clear for you? -Hey, look at me when I’m talking.” He said in a composed manner, forcefully cupping her chubby cheeks so she’d have to stare at those sharp eyes of his. He even moved his bangs so she had a better view. Oh, how her stomach did a flip, and her cunt couldn’t help but also flutter around his cock.

Is it bad that she wants Tamaki to dominate her? Maybe even treat her like a mindless tramp that only craves his attention and dick. The answer is yes.

“What I’m saying is I want a life with you; no more of this not knowing what we are. Just me and you married, and t-this tummy swollen with our baby,” He squeezed her pudgy tummy. “And I know I have to say this at your most vulnerable moment so I can finally get the truth out of you.” He admits burying his face in her neck, suddenly feeling embarrassed. “S-Stupid…” Tears blur her sight as she covers her face from flusteredness.

“So tell me, my sexy Goddess, you wanna be together? Be my pretty mommy, wi-ife, and my Mistress who punishes me when I make mistakes. Hm?” He pinned her hands to the side of her head forcing her to see his intense stare. That seemed to have broken down her stubborn walls, as she shrieks with ecstasy.

“Yes! I wanna be your woman. I-I wanna be your wife and baby mama, Tama-chan~ I-I-I Lov-” She wasn't able to finish talking as Tamaki plunges forward and kiss those sobbing lips as his thirst got sloppy and fast until his cock nudges something soft and gooey that made her entire body spasm and cunt flutter.

As fast as he was to kiss her, Tamaki quickly pulls away. Head falls back. Those big hands of his gripped her thick thighs twitched. His mouth drops open as he lets out a loud moan(s). “Uh, that's my girl~” Tamaki chants, over and over again right before he cums inside her gripping the side of her body tight, being the only time he forgets his timid persona of gentleness and leaves marks on her doughy skin while hoping that seeing her jiggly body would calm him down but instead betrayed him as he cums, trapped between her legs as they wrapped around his thin hips. Just to finally have him give in and moan into her mouth while letting her creamy cunt milk all his load out of him.

“For you. All this is for you. It’s always have been.”

“I-I hate you!”

“Love you too~”

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Tamaki was taken aback when he realized how delighted she'd grown with their relationship from a public standpoint. Sitting directly next to him in lecture halls and the lunchroom, and going to and from class with him. She even started working at the same place that she hung out at where Tamaki worked. Talking about him even to her friends while flashing the promise ring he had gotten her (since Tamaki claimed he needs to study hard to graduate to get a better job to take care of her and when they make a little family).

And Tamaki, who is so whipped for his pretty curvy beauty that he doesn't mind helping her with her work (while also doing some Senpai and Kouhai role-playing). Always cooking for her, and being the cute boyfriend who holds her hand as they walk next to each other, forehead kisses whenever he haves to leave her and wishing her good luck when the new semester started, and if she has good grades in this semester he'll reward her by being rough and mean as much as she please in bed cuz we all know she has no morals or respect for herself when it comes to this man.

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stefanmikaleson1864 · 3 years ago

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I Should Have Told You

OA X Plus Size Reader

A/N: I never wrote Smut before so please bear with me if it’s bad ! I appreciate comments as always !!

You Worked Inside the JOC with the FBI. You loved your job helping people. You meant your boyfriend OA there. He worked as an Agent

. You were a plus size person, you had hella curves and was proud of it.

OA asked you out first. And have you seen him there was no way you were turning him down

. You two had been going strong for almost a year and everyone knew it. You never felt this way about anyone before.

It was a normal and Pretty quiet day at work. We never got much of those anymore. So we all used it to our advantage

. Catching up on paperwork and updating systems. I think the whole time everyone was thinking the same thing only one more day and then the weekend.

Around 5pm Isobel came out of her office and told everyone that you all could leave work. That there was no point in staying any longer. No one even questioned it they all just hurried up and packed out.

You grabbed your stuff and walked back to where OA was at his desk. Him and Maggie were gathering their things.

You walked over to him and smiled and his face lit up when he saw you. He grabbed his bag and walked over to you.

“Hey Y/N you ready to go before Isobel calls us back” He said

“Hell Yeah let’s go before we Jinx” You said back.

You both said goodbye to Maggie who said she was leaving in a minute she was finishing up her reports and then she was headed out.

He grabbed your hand and gave it a squeeze. The two of you walked over to the elevators. You turned and looked at OA.

“So I was thinking we’re finally off early we could go out get some dinner it’s been awhile since we had a date night.” you said to him.

He looked down at you and smiled and kissed you lightly on the lips

“ I would love to let’s go home and get changed and cleaned up then I’m taking you out.” He said

“MM I would love that” you said pecking him on the lips again.

The elevators doors opened up and you both walked in them talking about where you were going.

You both headed down to the garage getting in OA’s car together he was the one who drove you there.

The two of you headed back to your apartment. OA basically lived there all of his stuff was there and you even cleared out some closet and drawer space.

The two you arrived at home and as soon as the door shut OA leaned down and kissed you hard letting his hands run over your ass. He gave it a hard squeeze and you moaned into his mouth.

He pushed you towards the bedroom and you followed his lead. He finally broke the kiss and you two had to catch you breath.

“ I thought we were getting ready to go out” You said smiling up at him.

“Mm we are but first I need you baby you look so good in that dress today” He said

He pushed you down on the bed and crawled on top you. He kissed you again and took his hand and pushed it down your shirt and squeezed your breast and it made you moan again.

You reached up and unbuttoned his shirt and it fell down his arm. You took your hands and felt up and down his hands and damn he felt good he was so fit.

He broke the kiss and traveled down your neck kissing it up and down. Then he got up and pulled you up with him and he reached down to the bottom of your dress taking it off of you leaving you in your bra and underwear.

You reached down and took his belt and pants off. He took of his shirt that was laying down on his arms. He took of your bra and he then pushed you down on your back.

He kissed your neck again traveling down to your breast and taking his hands and cupping them. He then traveled down to your underwear taking his teeth and pulling them down by his mouth.

He kissed the inside of your clit and you moaned out loud arching your back.

“Mm baby you taste so good” He said as he began licking and eating you out he would start off slow and then go harder and harder until you finally Moaned out loud and cumed.

“Damn baby you are so good it felt so nice” you said to him

He came back giving you a sweet kiss on your lips this time more delicate and soft.

“Let me return the favor” You said to him.

“No baby I wanna be in you, you feel so good” He said

You could feel him getting harder in between your legs and you opened up to let him in. He just looked at you for a moment and whispered

“Are you sure” he asked

“I’m positive I want to” You said back pecking him on the lips.

Taking your hands and holding on his hips as he slowly entered you. He sat there for a moment letting you adjust.

Then he started rolling his hips slow at first and then getting harder and harder.

You could hear him moan and it turned you on even more.

“Baby you feel so good I need you” He moaned loud

“Keep going harder don’t stop” you moaned.

“Just for you baby” He moaned

He started picking up the pace going even faster and soon enough you felt that little coil in your stomach.

You could tell that OA was reaching his point to because he started getting a little slopier.

“It’s Okay Baby I’m ready too go ahead” You said.

He lasted a few more sloppy thrust before you both finally reached your climax and came.

He pulled out laying on top of you putting his head on your chest and you took your hands playing in his hair.

“Damn I needed that” He said laughing.

“I Know baby we need to be getting off earlier a lot more if I get to keep coming home to this.” you said

“ You can get it like that no matter the time.” he said to you

It made you laugh and then you both just laid there in each other’s arm for a while

. A nice intimate moment between the two of you. The two of you just connecting with one another.

After a little bit OA got up and sat on the edge of the bed for a moment before looking back at you.

“Do you still wanna go out or I was thinking we could order in and lay in bed together and watch tv.” He asked

You got up and pulled him back down to you and he laid on his back and you rolled over laying on his chest.

“I’ll take that as a staying in.” He asked laughing

You looked down at him with those big brown eyes and that contagious smile that he had that always made you and everyone else who saw it smile back.

The feeling just came over you in that moment you knew at least for you it was the right time to finally say it to him.

“Hey OA I got to tell you something and it’s no pressure, okay you say how you feel but I just need to say it.” You said

He leaned up sitting on his elbows and looked at you confused.

“What’s wrong Y/N” He asked, worry all over his face.

“I Love you like I’m in love with you and like I said no pressure to say it back or anything I won’t get hurt or upset.” You said to him

He just sat there for a moment looking at you not saying anything back then he finally spoke up breaking the uncomfortable silence that took place.

At this point he didn’t even need to say anything you got your answer you thought.

“Y/n I uh I care so much about you I do but I am uh just” he started rambling.

You cut him off trying to save the moment and to save yourself from getting hurt.

“It’s okay like I said no pressure okay were good really I just wanted to get it off my chest I hope the night’s not ruined now” you said trying to hide the lump in your throat.

“Yeah Of course baby um I can order us some chinese food for tonight” He said trying to not change the subject.

“Yeah sounds good I have to go to the bathroom” you said

He just looked at you with this look on his face that was hard to read it.

You put on your robe that was sitting on the floor beside the bed and putting it on and heading to the bathroom.

You just sat there looking at yourself in the mirror and letting the tears slowly fall down from your face.

It was hard not to be hurt. You put yourself out there and it didn’t work out. The tears kept falling from your face.

You didn’t realize how long you were in there because you heard him calling your name. You took the washcloth that was sitting on your sink and wiping your face off.

You opened up the door and walked out laying back down on the bed and OA looked over at you with this look on his face that was upset and worried.

“Are you okay” He asked

“Yeah Why I’m fine I was just going to the bathroom” you said

He didn’t get a chance to say anything back because both of your phones started buzzing and of course it was work.

Maggie called OA and Jubal was calling you.

They wanted you guys to come in and there was a case. Part of you wasn’t mad because you felt like it was good to leave the house and out of this weird situation.

The two of you got dressed not saying anything to each other. Even in the car ride down no one said anything to one another.

When you reached the building you both had to push off what ever was going on and be professional and have clear heads.

When you got up to the JOC Maggie was just getting off the elevator and you asked her what was wrong.

“Maggie what’s going and where is everyone” you asked looking at the empty JOC

“We need you to go undercover with us tonight the guy we been tracking about the drug case he’s going to be at this club tonight and we need you” Maggie said

She said as you three entered the JOC Jubal and Isobel also there.

“No way in hell she’s not even an agent” OA said

“We need her she’s going to plant some wires in the club for us she’ll be fine” Isobel said

“I’m doing it I’ll be fine and I want to help” You said

“Great you three head out were stay behind and monitor you guys” Jual said

The three of you headed out. You all agreed to home and change super quick considering this club was nice and you all looked like you worked for the FBI.

You put on this satin red dress that was kind of short and your ass and boobs looked great.

You did your hair and Make up the way you always do outside of work these bright bold styles. OA wore his nice pants and damn he put on this shirt that looked good af. You grabbed your leather Jacket and headed for the door.

You opened it up but OA shut it and looked at you in the eyes. He had a look of worry on his face.

“Y/n Please think about this” He said

“I am I’ll be fine I want to do this and we got to go meet Maggie at the club so let’s go” You said opening the door back up.

Just like earlier the car ride was silent and you would be lying if you weren’t nervous.

You had never been in the field before and this was scary the unknown. What if you got caught or what if something happened to OA or Maggie.

“Were here “ OA said breaking you out of your thoughts

You nodded and got out the car putting on your leather Jacket you brought to keep your stuff in.

OA walked over to you and smiled down at you. He reached down and Kissed you softly and you kissed him back he grabbed your hand and squeezed it softly.

There was no words needed in that moment. The two of you walked over to Maggie and she smiled at you guys.

“You all ready” She asked.

“Yeah Let’s do it” OA said

You all walked into the club the music was loud and you and Maggie went over to some seats and a table. OA grabbed some shots to blend in.

He came over and you all quickly swallowed them down. Maybe it was the liquid courage but you decided it was time to go plant those bugs.

“I’m going to go to the back and plant these bugs it seems like it’s now or never” you said

“Okay were go too were stay in that area close by so we can hear if anything happens” OA said

You nodded and you went first to not look suspicious and then they followed behind.

You made it to the back office no problem. There was no one in there thank goodness but when you looked around for a perfect place to plant the wire.

You opened up the closet door and found a bomb big enough to take down Manhattan.

You just stood there not knowing what to do next. Then you heard OA in your ear piece

“Y/N Are you okay what’s going on in there” He asked panic in his voice.

“Everyone needs to get out now I think they know we were coming and there is a huge bomb” You said

“I’m coming back Maggie’s clearing everyone out.” he said

“No No you have to leave” you yelled

He didn’t say anything and then you heard the door bust open and OA looked at you with worry and fear in his eyes. He walked over to you and bent down and placed a hand on your back.

“Hey Hey Look at me were going to be okay” OA said

“What do we do now” you asked

He got up and walked over to where the bomb was and looked at it

“Here’s what were going to do were going to back out really slow and make a run for it okay” He said

You just nodded to afraid to speak. He lent his hand down and helped you up.

The two you bolted out the room running to the nearest exit. You both were super close when you heard a loud boom that shook the whole building.

It knocked you both off your feet. You hit your head hard on the floor knocking you unconsciousness.

“Y/N Y/N are you okay baby talk to me” Is what you barely heard. The ringing in your ear was so loud.

“Mmm “ was all you mumbled. You felt to heavy and tired to open up your eyes.

“I Love you Y/N i really do i’m not just saying that because of what just happened but because it’s the truth I love you so much I never felt this way before and it scared me I should have said it back I just froze but please wake up” You heard OA say.

After that it took everything in you to open up your eyes and he had smoke all over him torn shirt and a cut that was bleeding on his head.

“Hey your going to be okay” he said leaning down to kiss you

“I love you to” you said

A few minutes later the paramedics came and whipped you away OA holding your hand. He climbed into the back of the ambulance with you.

The IV started making you feel better.

“I can’t believe I had to almost die in order for you to say it back” you said joking.

OA squeezed your hand harder and laughed

“I’m going to tell you everyday every morning and every night how much I love you” he said

“Promise” you asked

“Hell Yeah just don’t die on me again” he said

“I Promise” you said

The two of you sat in silence. The rest of the way to the hospital. They took you off for scans and test. OA waited in the waiting room and Maggie, Jubal and Isobel all joined him.

He couldn’t sit still to worried about you. Finally a doctor came out and told them you were sitting in a room. You had to stay overnight for observation. But other that you were fine.

They all sighed a breath of relief. They walked back to see you.

You were laying in the bed and Maggie ran over and hugged you tight.

“I’m fine everyone no need to worry about it” you said

“Hell yea you are your pretty tough” Jubal said

“This was fun I should go in the field more often” you said Joking

“No chance in hell ever again” OA said

And you had to agree with him on that one. Though you weren’t going to admit it.

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iguana-eyanna · 3 years ago

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Ghost of You

Pairing: Ned Leeds x Plus Size! Reader

Summary: Something is haunting Ned and he tries to learn why

A/n: based on Ghost of You by 5SOS

Warnings: Spoilers for No Way Home. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. LIKE SERIOUSLY, DON'T HATE ME IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED THE FILM AND YOU READ ALL THE EASTER EGGS.

Here I am waking up Still can't sleep on your side There's your coffee cup The lipstick stain fades with time If I can dream long enough You'd tell me I'd be just fine I'll be just fine

Ned wakes up with a head ache. He tries to find a discarded water bottle near his nightstand but instead is met with a coffee mug. He squints his eyes, realizing that it was a used cup with a smudge of lipstick. Ned knows he hasn't brought anyone to his room for the longest time so tries to think back.

"I know it, Ned. You're going to get into MIT." You said, sitting on Ned's bed as you both were working on applications for college. He rolls his eyes and lays next to your figure.

"Let's not jinx it. As far as I know, you'll have more of a chance to get into Mass Art." Ned said, eyes beaming.

You took a sip of coffee that Ned made in the kitchen, then placing it by his nightstand. "I think we should take a break about college. Why don't we watch something?" You said, switching tabs on your laptop and going on youtube. Suddenly, you see a live video that was posted that titled "Breaking News."

"Seriously? What type of news is it now? We thought the world was about to end a few weeks ago." Ned said, recalling the time in Venice.

You were about to talk until a voice abrubted from the video. The news anchor talks about Mysterio, and one last message he left before his passing.

"Spiderman... is....

PETER PARKER!"

Mysterio shouted as you see your friend's face filling the screen.

"Oh my god." you muttered under your breath, frigtened that your boyfriend's best friend is being claimed to be a menace.

"He's with MJ." You swing your head to Ned, who's already pulling out his phone to alert Peter on the news.

"Calling him now." He says, freaking out.

You hold his hand while Ned screams through the video chat, scared to death as Peter had to hang up so he could find a safe place with MJ.

Once he hangs up, he shows his puppy eyes to you, scared to death.

"Hey, it's fine... Okay? Peter is going to be fine, MJ is going to be fine. You're going to be fine." You said, kneeling next to Ned on the bed, hugging him tightly.

So I drown it out like I always do Dancing through our house With the ghost of you And I chase it down With a shot of truth Dancing through our house With the ghost of you

He dismisses the thought and goes downstairs to the living space. For some reason, he's humming a familiar tune in the back of his mind. It was almost like he remembered the song but he can't remember when.

"C'mon Leeds, you're telling me you never danced before?" You tease at your school's dance.

"It's not that, I... never danced with anyone like that." He says shyly.

"Oh." you respond guilty.

"Why don't I be your first?" you get up from your chair, offering your hand.

"I might step on your toes." he warns, but jokes a bit.

"That's a risk I'm willing to take." you smile at him.

He hesitantly grabs your hand as both of you walk to the dance floor. The pop song that was playing in the background slowly turned into a slow love song. Ned blushes lightly as he realizes he doesn't know what to do.

You take the liberty of wrapping your arms around his neck. You see a change in him as he finds the courage to wrap his hands around your waist.

"You're not so bad, Ned." you compliment him as he's trying so hard not to step on your shoes.

"Since when have you called me by my first name?" he questions as you always called your classmates by their last names.

"Since I realized I have a liking to you." you said out loud.

You see Ned fluster under the dimmed lights. You didn't know if he needed to scream or run, but he just stayed in your arms.

"Wha..what do you mean by like? Like 'you're such a good friend' or like 'a crush'?"

You smile at his nervousness as you place a light, sweet kiss on his cheek. "Like 'I really want to go on a date with you'." He pulls you closer to his body as he tries to stay in this moment, treasuring the song that was playing in the background.

"I would love nothing more."

Cleaning up today Found that old Zeppelin shirt You wore when you ran away And no one could feel your hurt We're too young, too dumb To know things like love But I know better now (Better now)

Ned decided to do his laundry so he goes up to his room to start a load. He looks under his bed just in case and finds a sort of clothing. One he grabs it, he unravels it to reveal a Led Zeppelin t-shirt that looked like it might have gone through a spiderweb. "Wait, I don't even listen to this band." Ned muttered to himself. He takes notice of a perfume that lingered as he closely examines it. He remembers this smell, like he was once addicted to it.

"Who has been in my room?" he asks out, hoping the universe could answer it for him.

Once the news leaked and the whole world knew who Peter was, everyone's lives were miserable.

Peter was taken into custody and were talking to feds nonstop. He even had to call in a blind lawyer to help him through this troubling time.

MJ and Ned hardly see him as he couldn't disclose his new living situation. All you knew was that he was living with a guy who... had a fling with Aunt May? Or a security guard that worked for Tony Stark and Peter? You didn't know what to call him, but you were glad Peter had an ally and friend.

Your parents, on the other hand, forbid you to hang out with Peter and the rest of the gang. They even wanted you to break up with Ned. You had fights every day as you refused to, saying that none of them did anything wrong and that you loved Ned with all of your heart.

Your folks tried to reason with you, saying that there are more people to meet in life. But you couldn't be known for dating an accomplice.

After another fight, you slam your door shut, crying your eyes out.

"How could you possibly know what love is? You're only seventeen." Their words echoed in your head.

You feel a buzz in your jeans and see that Peter was asking for help, leaving a time and address to meet up in secret.

You dry your eyes and catch your breath, realizing that your friends need you.

You change from your top as it was soaked with your tears and wore your favorite Zeppelin shirt. You sneak out from your bedroom window and meet up with the rest at a building.

After you ran a few blocks, you see MJ and Ned at the entrance.

"Ned!" You screamed out loud, happily.

A huge smile decorates his face as he races to you, hugging you tightly.

"I missed you so much." You whisper in his ear as your parents told him that if he tried to see you, they'll call the cops.

He lets go and firmly holds your arms. "What will your parents think if you sneaked out?" He says worringly.

"I don't care about my parents. Right now, I want to clear Peter's name and help you all in any way I can."

Ned nods his head and holds your hands into his. "You can stay at my place tonight. My grandma won't mind, she loves you." He says, as you often cook things like adobo with her when you're invited for dinner.

You smile as both of you lean for a kiss. Unfortunately, that kiss was short lived as you see a tall man with a red cape opening the entrance door.

"Why, why does it have to be kids?" He asks himself before he reluctantly invites you all in.

So I drown it out like I always do Dancing through our house With the ghost of you And I chase it down With a shot of truth Dancing through our house With the ghost of you

While his clothes were being dealt with, Ned was sort of waltzing around his space. He tries to remember that song he was humming earlier but he had no luck. Once the timer went off, he takes out the clothes and divides it again. The one shirt that was still anonymous to him was lying on his bed. He realizes he needs to wake himself up as the cold winter was probably fogging his brain. He then places it in the pocket of his coat and sets out near the block for a small coffee place.

You were crying nonstop. You, Ned, and MJ were watching the news that Aunt May passed away. You all loved her so much. She believed in the good in people, she believed that kids your age could save the world.

Now, she's gone.

"Has he answered yet?" MJ asked Ned who was still ringing Peter.

He shakes his head no and you move closer to him, rubbing his shoulder.

"He needs us right now." You mutter under your breath.

Ned grunts and moves his hands in frustration.

"God, I wish we could find him." He says, not noticing a spark he created in mid air.

MJ and you jolt your head to where the golden light showed up.

"Babe, are you still wearing that sorcerer's ring?" you ask out loud.

Ned gasps as he realizes what he did and stands up to open a portal to where Peter was.

You see Peter in his spiderman costume in an alley way and usher him to come to all of you.

But, you all backed up when you realize it wasn't your Peter.

"Hey" he says, unmasking himself.

You all freaked out and after MJ throwing a lot of bread, Ned decides to open another portal.

"Great, it's just some random dude." Ned acclaims as another man walks through the portal.

"Wait... it's another..." You whispered, realizing it's another Peter Parker. Once the older one makes notice of the other Peter, they shoot their web at one another. MJ and Ned were fast to get out of the cross fires, but you weren't so lucky as you got hit on the shoulder.

"Dudes!" you yelled out loud, making the other Peters apologize quickly.

Ned goes up to you while MJ tries to figure out where her Peter is.

"I don't want you to come with us. It's too dangerous and I can't forgive myself if something were to happen."

You shake your head no as you grab ahold of Ned.

"That's a risk I'm willing to take." You say again from your dance together a few years ago.

"I know where Peter is." MJ said out loud, saying it's at the roof of the school. Ned looks back to you, knowing that if he leaves you here in the comfort of his home, you'll still find him.

"Go upstairs and change quickly, I'll open a portal for you once we find Peter."

"You promise?" you ask him, lifting your pinky finger.

"I promise." he says, as you two pinky swore before you head upstairs.

Too young, too dumb To know things like love Too young, too dumb

"You know, you've been humming that song since you came in here." MJ, the barista, said as he starts paying at the register. Ned gives a shy smile. "It's funny cause I don't even know the song I'm humming to." Ned replies.

MJ ponders for a bit and looks at him. "You could go out to the record store down a few shops from here. I bet you could find what you're looking for." She says, giving Ned his receipt.

"I'll see you at orientation!" Ned says out loud as he found out that MJ is going to MIT as well.

Once he arrives, he feels a bit eerie, but pushes that feeling aside as he pushes the door open.

"Let's go home." you said out of breath as the battle finally ended.

Peter shares all of you a guilty look, as if he's staring at you one last time.

"We are going home, right, or are we stopping at a shawarma place?" you jokingly said.

"There's something you need to know." Peter said, tears falling on his face.

Once he explains that Doctor Strange has to cast a spell in order to keep the multiverse at bay, it would mean that everyone will forget who Peter Parker was.

"But that would mean we won't have met." Ned said.

"There has to be another way. Peter, there's always another way." MJ said, trying to reason with him.

"You guys were the best thing that ever happened to me. Thank you, for staying at my side."

You hug Peter tightly, trying not to cry.

"You better take care of yourself, Parker. Don't make anymore dumb decisions" You said in his chest, making Peter laugh.

You let go so he could say his farewells to Ned, doing their last handshake. Once he finishes and goes up to MJ, Ned makes his way to you.

"Who knew we'd be living in a new reality?" Ned quipped. You give a bitter laugh.

"It makes me wonder if we'll be together." You said, with your eyes wet with tears. "Hey..." he coos, drying your tears.

"No matter where we are, I'll find you. Even if we are young, I know deep down that you're my soul mate." Ned said before a flash of light filled the sky.

You take one look at your friends then took one final look at each other, kissing as if there was no tomorrow.

So I drown it out like I always do Dancing through our house With the ghost of you And I chase it down With a shot of truth That my feet don't dance Like they did with you

"How can I help you?" a voice asked behind Ned.

He looks behind and sees a really pretty girl who appeared as an employee for the record shop as you had a name label on a lanyard.

"I-uh-" he mumbles as he didn't quite figure out why he was here.

Suddenly, he hears the song that's been stuck in his head all morning and looks at the girl in front of her.

"What song is playing right now on the speaker?" he questions.

She hesitates as she wasn't paying attention to the song as she felt a bit nostalgic with the customer in front of her.

"It's Ghost of You by 5 Seconds of Summer." Ned nods his head as she responded.

"Would you happen to have the album for it?" He asks her.

She nods her head as she motions him to where the music was held.

"You have a record player at your house?" You questioned Ned to make small talk.

"Yeah, my grandma bought me one when she came back from the Phillipines." He responded as you two arrived at the cashier.

"Ah cool! I'm planning to go there before I head out to school in Boston."

Ned's eyes brighten as he gives you cash. "I'm going to MIT next fall!"

"No way! I'll be attending Mass Art! Small world, huh?" You said as you finalized Ned's purchase.

"Well, I hope that you enjoy your music..." you hesitate as you didn't know his name.

"Ned. It's nice to meet you." He says as you give him his bag.

"You too." You waived at him as he exited from the store.

He didn't feel like he was satisfied even though he knew what song was stuck in his head all day. His groove disappeared. He was an idiot for leaving without asking you for your number.

"Ned!" your voice cries out.

He whips his head and sees you out of breath, shivering a bit.

"You dropped this when you left." You said, holding out the t-shirt he found.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry you had to run to find me in the snow." Ned replies, as he notices your just wearing a corset top and a light sweater.

"Wear it, you need it more than I do." He says kindly.

You were a bit hesitant as you would never use anything from a stranger but it was very cold outside. You huff as you place it over your corset top, then wearing your sweater.

"You know what's funny? I lost a shirt like this awhile ago. But thank you." you say to Ned.

"Any time. I'm glad you found me." he says, as he became lost in your eyes.

You hesitate for a bit and pull out your phone.

"If you don't mind, maybe we could exchange snaps? I find it comfortable to know that I know one person in my area when school starts."

Ned nods as he pulls out his phone as both of you added each other.

"I gotta head back to work, but don't be a stranger... Okay?" you said as you smile at him.

"I'll see you soon!" he hollers back.

Ned smiles to himself as he moves on from his day, excited for the future.

It was like the universe was telling him he was destined to be with you.

#ned leeds fluff #ned leeds x reader #ned leeds imagine #ned leeds #spiderman no way home #no way home #spiderman imagine #spiderman fic #spiderman #spider man no way home #jacob batalon imagines #jacob batalon x reader #jacob batalon #5sos #5 seconds of summer

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silkholland · 3 years ago

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Summary: Running into your former best friend on your 25th birthday wasn’t in your celebration plans. What makes It even worse is that he doesn’t even seem to remember you or the reason you completely disappeared from his life. What is in your plans though, is to make him fall in love with you only to break him the way he broke you. There’s no way you could end up hurt again…right?

Pairings: Tom Holland x plus size! reader

Word Count: 1.1K

Chapter Warnings: cursing, slight angst, mentions of smut, alcohol consumption, I think that's it?

A/N: I can't thank you guys enough for the love you gave me on the first chapter!! It made me even more excited to share this story with you. So far I'm thinking I'll post every Wednesday and Saturday if my brain allows me to. Take a minute to reblog if you like it, it's really appreciated. If you'd like to be added to the taglist, just let me know. Enjoy.

Chapter 2: Go Ahead and Keep Your Pace

The steady flashing of neon lights - green, blue, purple, pink, then back to green again - as well as the thumping of the music encouraged you to sway your hips with abandon. You flipped your hair over one shoulder, your body bending at the waist and your hands resting on your knees for balance, as you grinded your lower half into….Rich? Ryan? You couldn’t be bothered to remember the name of the faceless white boy standing behind you. He kept refilling your drinks every time you unceremoniously announced ‘It’s my birthday!’ In a volume loud enough for him to hear over Lizzo’s newest song. You were three drinks in and finally starting to feel relaxed when you caught Kiara pouting. If your best friend was cranky, you were cranky, that’s just how it worked.

You casually shooed Riley? away with a wave of your hand and a semi-disgusted expression on your face. He reluctantly got the hint and rolled his eyes, looking around the dance floor for his next victim. Your best friend needed you and you already knew by stack of dimes he was “carrying” in his pants that he wasn’t who you needed to end your night with.

You strode right up to her and with your best Heath Ledger impression you pouted and uttered, “Why so serious?”

Lucia, two drinks in hand, slid over and handed Kiara one of the fruity beverages before answering for her. “Her boy toy is nowhere to be found.”

“Don’t call him that. He has a name,” Kiara took two large gulps of her drink.

“Which is?” You slurred, hand beckoning her to continue. She had been seeing this guy for nearly two months and she still refused to tell you anything about him in fear that it would jinx what was going on. She just kept repeating ‘you’ll meet him when the time is right’ and apparently your 25th birthday celebration was the right time.

“Lucas. You guys know this a big deal for me. Don’t ruin it.”

You fake gasped and clutched your chest. “Me? Ruin it? Ma’am it is my birthday and all I want is for me and my friends to get fucking smashed, dance, and maybe one of us get laid.”

Lucia leaned in, hand blocking her mouth from Kiara’s view, “If he doesn’t show up soon, that person will probably be you.”

Kiara slapped Lucia’s arm, her hand extending to grab her friend’s drink, easily ignoring Lu’s ‘HEY’ as she downed the rest of the cup’s contents. “Listen, I know I’ve fucked around in the past but I really think this guy is the real deal.”

You sympathized with Kie, you knew her last few “relationships” hadn’t been great. Hell, she made your love life look stable, which was really saying something since you had approximately two real relationships in your lifetime. As much as you wanted to cheer her up, you knew that wallowing in pity along with her wasn’t the way to go. With that thought, you grabbed both her wrists and dragged her to the dance floor, hushing her protests with one finger sloppily placed against her lips as you forced her to begin dancing.

It wasn’t even two minutes later, you and your two best friends making absolute fools of yourselves on the dance floor, that you saw her phone finally light up.

“He’s here!” She giddily exclaimed. “You guys are gonna love him! I just know it! And he says he brought a friend for you, Y/N.”

“Well that’s a weird birthday gift…” you squinted your eyes, uneasy at the idea of not just meeting your best friend’s possible future Mr. Bennings - Kiara would definitely make him change his last name - but now some random dude that they were probably gonna pawn off on you while they made out in a corner.

As much as you loved your friends, you felt at times that they pitied you. You may have grown some small bit of confidence in your curvy form, but they knew all about the years of self hatred that lead to it. They knew you weren’t comfortable being completely yourself around guys, for fuck’s sake, you lost your virginity fully clothed, just a skirt pushed up and panties pushed aside for easy enough access.

Those two relationships you had could barely be constituted as actual relationships if you were being honest. Joe Barnes was your first relationship at the ripe old age of 20. He made you feel pretty and seen for the first time since Tom, your former best friend who broke your heart into a million pieces. God, you hated even thinking of his name. It still sent a sharp pain to your chest every time you did. After you realized you weren’t compatible with Joe, you met Ben. Ben lasted about two months, which was surprising since he only lasted about two minutes in bed. That was three years ago, so you understood why your friends would want you to jump right back on the bandwagon. There was always something wrong with the guys. Too short, laughed too loud, didn’t laugh at your jokes at all, was weirdly close with his sister, or the worst, was just into you because he had some weird fat fetish. You didn’t even bother hooking up with them, they weren’t worth it and honestly, your vibrator did a much better job than they ever could.

You quickly stopped at the bar, yelling to the bartender for a fireball and coke, strong, before you walked back over to your friends. You had gulped half the cup on the way over to calm your nerves. Lucia was busy talking to the boy you assumed Future Mr. Bennings had brought for you, Kiara’s arm wrapped lovingly around the surfer looking dude standing right in front of you. The blonde haired, blue eyed boy didn’t look anything like the previous chestnut haired boys Kiara was prone to date; maybe that was a good thing.

“Lucas, meet my very best friend, Y/N.” You extended your hand to politely shake his, until Lucia, with a big pout on her face turned around which subsequently unveiled the previously unknown guy.

“I thought I was your very best friend!” You could hear Lucia’s childlike whine just barely above the ringing in your ears. You could feel your skin become hot, your breathing increase as everything around you seemed to disappear. This had to be a joke right? There was no way. No fucking way that the boy who had shattered you beyond belief ten years prior was standing right in front of you.

You mouthed, barely a whisper through your lips, “Tom.”

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silverarmedassassin · 4 years ago

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Clandestine Meetings - One

Actor!Bucky x Reader | Word Count: 2488 | Warnings: None

A/N: Listen, I know I said this would be posted in "about an hour," but I have no self-control and it must be posted NOW.

Sorry for the delay in getting this out! I was having a bit of block. Thank you for reading and, if you feel so inclined, please let me know what you think!❤️ If you want to be tagged, please send me a message or enter your url here!

Dividers by the lovely @firefly-graphics

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It’s 10:30 by the time your boss stumbles into the office. Pepper Potts is usually the embodiment of poised and put together - sleek strawberry blonde hair either falling over her shoulders in beautiful waves or tied in a high ponytail; black pencil skirts and white blouses tucked neatly inside. But not today.

While the ponytail still sits high on her head, dark circles taint her usually smooth, pristine complexion. She’s fisting a to-go mug in one hand and her office mug in the other, already steaming with a fresh round of caffeine.

You hated days like these; mornings after Tony keeps her out late - either business or pleasure, you never know as you prefer not to pry into your bosses’ personal lives - were always interesting, to say the least. Pepper was never mean, and you were almost positive there wasn’t an unkind bone in her body. She was just off. And if she was off, it means you were off, resulting in your job being about one hundred times harder as you often had to play the roles of both assistant and editor.

“Good morning, Ms. Potts,” you finally greet as she sits down at her desk. She’s rummaging through her bag, growing more irritable as the seconds pass. She sighs before stopping to look up at you.

“Y/N, please. It’s been six months. Just call me Pepper.” You internally scoff at the insistence of being anything less than professional towards one of the smartest women you’ve ever encountered in your life, and she turns back to her treasure hunt. “Don’t tell me I left my laptop at home,” she whines to herself as she slumps down into her large executive chair.

You clear your throat as you shuffle forward, computer in hand. “You had me take down to IT to get your files backed up, remember?” you smile as you deposit the device on the cherry-oak desk.

Pepper returns the smile and shakes her head. “Honestly, I don’t understand how I functioned before you.” She slides the laptop across the desk and opens it. While she waits for the software to boot up, she starts her typical morning rapid-fire session. “Did I miss any calls before I came in?”

“No, it’s been pretty q-word this morning.” You vowed never to say “quiet” while in the office. It somehow always jinxed your days, resulting in everyone and their mother calling within twenty minutes.

“E-mails?”

“The chef you’ve been in contact with sent over his schedule for the next few months. It’s looking like the best time to meet is early next month if you want to get the feature done in time for the winter edition.” Pepper opens her mouth to fire another question, but you’re one step ahead of her. “I’ve already blocked out a date in your calendar and sent the invite to his team.”

A soft smile graces the woman’s face as she scribbles notes in her daybook. “And what does my schedule look like for today?”

You sort through the mental files that contain minute-to-minute information regarding your boss’s workday. “You’re pretty booked. You have that photoshop with James Barnes at noon, and after-”

“Shit,” Pepper mummers, cutting you off. Panic quickly settles into her features. “Why does Tony do this? Barnes is impossible to book for anything. I can’t miss this….”

“Uh, no, you can’t,” you practically screech as you fix your boss with a wild look. “This photoshoot has been on your schedule since before I even started. And the time you have set up with him next week doesn’t allow for a full interview, photoshoot, and get material for the short online feature.” You try not to let the panic come out in your voice, but this is precisely the kind of incident you were hired to prevent.

Pepper gently closes her laptop and sets her features in a serious look. “Listen, I think you’re doing a great job here, and you’ve grown so much within the few months you’ve been on the team.” You eye her suspiciously, wondering if this was your ‘you’re fired’ speech. If so, it was definitely coming out of left field. “Why don’t you take my place at the shoot today? If Tony hadn’t promised I’d be in attendance for this investor meeting today, I’d have you go to that instead. But,” the blonde sighs deeply before continuing, “Tony has no regard for anyone’s schedule, and this is an important meeting.”

Your stomach drops from the 44th floor you’re currently on down to ground level. You’d never been on a set before, let alone one with someone as big as James. Plus, you’d only been on a handful of mid-sized interviews. How did she expect you to do this by yourself?

“Pepper, I…”

“I know what you’re going to say. You’re going to try and tell me that you’re not ready and that you can’t possibly clear your schedule for the afternoon. But if I didn’t think you were capable of holding your own, you wouldn’t even be sitting here with ‘assistant editor’ in front of your name. You have the skillset; you just need to show that you can use it. I know you don’t want to be an assistant forever.”

You anxiously bite your lip, feelings of inadequacy and anxiousness filling your senses.

“I don’t even know this James guy…” you say, defeated.

“Well, the car doesn’t arrive for another,” she looks down at her phone, “forty-five minutes. You better get reading.”

“We really need to bring you into the twenty-first century,” Natasha, Bucky’s manager, says as the first notes of My Funny Valentine start dancing through today’s set.

Following the too-bright flash of the camera, Bucky blinks the starbursts out of his eyes and tries to set the redhead with as stern of a look as possible. “Don’t you dare diss Mr. Sinatra. He’s a classic. A legend!” He watches as a stylist runs up and begins fussing with his hair.

Natasha just rolls her eyes and goes back to scrolling through her phone. As much as she acts annoyed with him - and his insistence of having at least two dozen 40’s songs on every photoshoot playlist - he knew she wouldn’t trade him for the world. They had a long history pre-dating the entertainment industry, and she was damn good at her job. If it wasn’t for Nat, Bucky’s not sure his current agency would have even signed him.

As the stylist finishes up her poking and prodding, the photographer - who Bucky has already forgotten the name of - begins shouting out directions from behind the camera. Pose this way. Turn that way. Make it look like you want to be here. It takes everything in Bucky not to grimace - both at the consistent reconfiguring he has to do to his body and the loud rumble that echoes through his stomach. The shirtless pictures they were shooting today caused him - against his better judgment - to forgo breakfast and, with nothing but too-weak black coffee in his system, Bucky couldn’t help but feel a little agitated.

“Just a few more shots, and then we can break for lunch,” he hears the man behind the camera shout before dragging the camera back up to his face.

Bucky contorts himself into a position that shows off the abs he’s worked incredibly hard to achieve and maintain and masks his face in the perfect moody smolder these magazines love so much. Three more pops of the shutter, some grumbling and direction by the photographer, and one more position change, and he’s finally free.

As he’s looking at the pictures and throwing a robe over his bare torso and boxer-clad bottom, Bucky’s attention is pulled from the camera’s tiny screen to the back of the spacious room by Natasha’s stern, Russian-lilted voice. The accent only came out when she was agitated, so the sound alone is often used as a warning sign to those closest to her to stay away.

“How did you even get up here? Is there no security in place? I swear-”

Bucky turns to find his manager - all five-foot-three inches of her - standing defensively in front of whomever she’s cornered by the elevator.

“As I said, I’m here in place of Ms. Potts.” Bucky perks up at the second voice; is almost positive he recognizes the sweet melody despite having only encountered it once several months before. “Here, look, I have my badge.”

Sure enough, as Bucky scurries over to the duo, he sees a familiar face anxiously looking at his manager. He might be terrible with names, but Bucky Barnes rarely forgets a face.

“Natasha, why do you insist on harassing every person who sets foot within a five-foot radius of me while on the job?” Bucky jokes as he approaches the women.

He watches as your attention shifts from the annoyed redhead to him; a look of shock and maybe a hint of mortification flashes across your face.

“I wasn’t harassing. This is a closed set, and randos from the street can’t just walk on up,” Natasha rolls her eyes. “And it’s not you I’m worried about. It’s...you. But you know what I mean!”

He does. After all, protecting his privacy and work is one of Bucky’s most significant concerns. That doesn't mean he isn’t going to tease Natasha any chance he gets. He playfully scoffs and turns his attention to you. “I see you got the job. I told you everything was going to work out.”

Bucky can’t help but preen at the way you anxiously tuck a non-existent stray hair behind your ear and bite your lip. “You were right. Mr. Stark isn’t as intimidating as I thought. Although,” you playfully roll your eyes, “he is a menace. He promised Pepper’s attendance at a meeting, so now you’re stuck with an inexperienced interviewer rather than the queen of journalism.”

“Bah!” Bucky exclaims. “I’m sure you’ll do great. Plus, you’re not the one half-naked in the situation. If anyone embarrasses themselves, it’ll be me.”

Natasha chortles at the comment, mumbling something the sounds a lot like, “ever the charmer,” before walking away. At the same time, Bucky doesn’t miss the way your gaze slowly skims down his cotton-clade body before snapping back up to his face.

“Come on. We just broke for lunch, and Stark spares no expense when it comes to the spreads.”

It’s well past six-thirty in the evening when you finally make it back to your building. Despite the exhaustion flowing through your veins and the grumble in your stomach reminding you every five minutes that you haven’t eaten since lunchtime, there’s a festive air to your being, a proverbial pep to your step that could only be the result of a successful first interview experience.

Yeah, you were a nervous wreck before and during the interview, but you walked away feeling amazing about yourself - and with three pages worth of phenomenal, touching, and personal quotes from the one and only Bucky Barnes.

You try to ignore the butterflies that erupt low in your belly at the thought of the blue-eyed god of a man. Despite having no other experience interviewing someone with as large of a celebrity as he, you’ve concluded that Bucky is an angel of an interviewee. He was polite, answered all of your questions, and flirted just a little. Or, at least that’s what you would call it if you were anyone but a lowly editorial assistant who still purchased from bargain bins because that’s all you could afford. In all reality, Bucky was a very smooth talker with the confidence to back it up. It explained the incomprehensible hype surrounding the man you had no idea was such a big deal less than twelve hours prior.

The rumble of your stomach pulls you back to reality as you unlock your apartment door. You push the thoughts of Bucky to the back of your mind, settle for finishing unpacking the day for when you’re unwinding for bed. Right now, all you want to focus on is fo-

“Uh, hello!” your roommate Wanda screeches as you push open the door. The redhead is standing, arms crossed, in your entry, a look of disdain on her face. “When were you going to tell me, your best friend and roommate, who pays half the rent and utilities, mind you, that Bucky Barnes followed you on Instagram. James Bucky Barnes, Y/N!”

You freeze at the mention of the man who has taken up every inch of your mind since you left the shoot earlier that day. You deposit your keys onto the small table next to the door and try to act as nonchalant as possible. “What are you talking about, Wanda?”

Your roommate starts wagging her phone in front of your face before pulling it back so she can read off her screen. “Well, I follow these gossip blogs - just for fun, of course. I like to stay up-to-date with all the celebrity goings-on.” You fix Wanda with an unamused look as you pass by on the way to the kitchen. “And I was scrolling through, catching up on today’s gossip, and all of a sudden, I see a screenshot of your Instagram account!”

You freeze mid-reach for a saucepan and turn to look at her. “What?”

“Yea, see,” Wanda holds her phone out so you can see the screen. Low and behold, there your account is; questionably composed landscape shots of the city and poorly-lit food pics in all their glory. “It started to circulate this afternoon after someone saw he followed you! Why did he follow you?”

You slowly resume your task of reheating last night’s spaghetti as you answer her. “I...I don’t know? I met him at work this afternoon. He probably just followed me because of Stark.” You shrug despite the thrill that runs through your body.

You halfheartedly listen as Wanda blabs on about the crush she’s apparently had for years despite never having once mentioned it to you, too focused on running through the day’s events to care much about how she’s seen every single one of his films at least a dozen times.

Maybe he had been flirting with you? His manager did mention he flirts with anything with a heartbeat, so it was most likely just part of his personality. Or at least the role he played in public. You weren’t naive enough to think that who Bucky presented himself as to the media, fans, and others not in his inner circle was the real Bucky. After all, he was likely just trying to win you over so you’d write something good about him.

Still, you can’t help the giddy smile that creeps across your face as, when you finally lie down for the night, you open the Instagram app to find Bucky’s name and verified status among the several notifications awaiting you.

@redbarn1995 @juenenfeu

#bucky x reader #actor!bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #actor au #bucky barnes au #bucky x you #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes fanfic

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chubbygirlfics · 3 years ago

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I would like to request a Viktor x plus size reader where the reader goes outside to get Viktor some supplies for his current experiment but gets caught in the rain on the way back and arrives at the lab with supplies intact but they are soaked to the bone and their clothes are clinging to them? (Sorry it's kinda vague and short... it's been a while since I've requested writing from someone ^^') Thanks in advance and hope you have a great day :D!

Stuck in the rain | viktor

Warnings. Plus size reader!

Summary. Reader and viktor have a loving night

Request: ^^^

Seeing Viktor break almost half of his tools on a new hextech project gave you the great idea of going out and buying him some new ones so he could start fresh.

“Viktor, I have to go to the store but I’ll be back in little bit!” You shouted from the other room so viktor would hear you ‘Okay love , may I ask what your going for?’ He asked, walking into the same room as you

You wanted to surprise him with the new tools so you weren’t gonna tell him what you were actually going out to get

“Oh uhm nothing important But I’ll see you in a little” you smiling and walking out the door, he didn’t really think nothing of it only hoping you’d be okay and not get bothers so he just went back to his lab and started working again

You started walking to the pitlover tool shop, even though it was getting pretty dark, it wasn’t a too far walk so you didn’t really mind getting his tools at night

You had finally gotten to the store and you were lucky you made it in time before they decided to close, you looked around for a good tool kit, it didn’t take long when you came across and took kit that looked nice and sturdy

You purchased the kit and walked out of door thanking the cashier

You’d gotten almost half way back to his place when you felt something sprinkling on you face, you realized it was starting to rain “oh that’s just great” you said to yourself quickening your pace

You tried cover yourself up as much as you could but you didn’t have any jacket or hat because you didn’t think it was going to start raining randomly

Your started walking a little to fast because you tripped over a rock and fell flat on your face

You heard people laughing In a darkened alley which made you want to walk fast even more, you got up and wiped yourself off

Finally you had made it back to viktors place, you were soaked to the bone at this point, you walked in and set the tools on his table

He looked at you for a moment shocked and then started laughing lightly “what happened y/n?”

You rolled your eyes and gave him a small smile “it’s started pouring…buttt it was worth it because look at what I got you’ you said as you put the new tools in front of him

He looked at them for a moment and then got up carefully so he wouldn’t hurt his leg, he was about to hug you when he remembered you were soaked in rain

“Well I was going to give you thank you hug but I think we should get you cleaned up” he said grabbing you hand leading you to his room “but I truly appreciate the tools my love”

“It was my pleasure vik, I just wanted to help you out” you said giving him a warm smile

He started looking for clothes in his dresser

“Well I have cleaned and kept the clothes you have left over here for the past month so I think this would do” he said handing you one of your outfits

You let out a small laugh “thank you baby’ he stepped behind you helping you get out of your wet clothes

You were never really insecure about your body so you had no problem with him helping you get dressed it just proved out much he loved you and how much he is willing to help, plus he loved your body and would never want to change anything about your looks

Once you had finally go into dry and warm clothes he gave you a hug from behind whispering how much he loved you and things you do for him

You two spent the rest of the working on his project, he promised he wouldn’t break any of the tools you bought him, but let’s just say his project didn’t agree

You would get stuck in the rain for him a million times if it just meant you got to spend quality time with him

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kissmejinx · 3 years ago

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Masterlist

Here's where all my writing should go!

Key:

Cloudy = Fluff

Rosey = Slight NSFT

Lightning = Angsty

Arcane X Reader Headcannons

Arcane Characters as Sugar Daddies/Mamas Rosey + Cloudy

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How Arcane characters tease you Rosey

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how Arcane Characters like to cuddle Cloudy

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Masc Plus Size Reader x Jinx, Jayce and Viktor Rosey + Cloudy ////////////////////////////////////////////

Date Night with Arcane Characters Rosey + Cloudy

Arcane General Headcannons

Arcane Piercing headcannons Cloudy with a little bit of Jayvik for spice

Viktor's Weapon headcannon Lightning + a little bit of violence

Arcane Singing headcannons Cloudy and a reblog post

Arcane Fics

none yet

Gotham x Reader Headcannons

Jerome and Jeremiah fighting over you at the circus Cloudy + Lightning

Gotham Trouble makers having an arsonist lover Cloudy + Rosey

Art

Viktor not taking his health seriously

#masterlist #arcane x reader #arcane headcanon #gotham headcanon #gotham x reader #gotham fox

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whatareyousearchingfordean · 4 years ago

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Happiness Continues

Part 3: 8 Weeks Pregnant

Summary: Jensen and his wife get their first glimpse of their growing baby.

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Plus Size Reader

Word Count: 2.6K+

Warnings: Language, brief descriptions of internal ultrasound, pregnancy related emotions

Author’s Note: This part is a little shorter than the others, but that doesn’t mean it won’t leave its impact on the story. Thanks again to @emoryhemsworth for giving this a once over, love you babes. As always, I love to hear what you all thought. Reactions, theories, or just plain flailing, I love it all xoxo Alex

“Brb crying,” @emoryhemsworth

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There was absolutely nothing glamorous about being pregnant. Y/n now stood by that statement and if anyone tried to convince her otherwise, well, she might just stab them with a fork. That’s where she was at this point. Granted, she was still in her first trimester, but she was adamant about it sucking.

First of all, the baby wouldn’t let her eat a thing. She had figured out how to control the smells quickly. They still tended to make her stomach churn, but at least she could stave off the actual vomiting. Mostly, it was anytime there was a strong scent in her general vicinity; anything distinct enough for her to detect what it was could trigger something. Unfortunately for her, that included her husband’s cologne, a scent that happened to be both of their favorites. That was awkward when he walked out of their bedroom one morning all pressed and ready to go for the day, coming to hug his wife goodbye only to have her cringe and run away to the bathroom to lose the contents of her stomach.

For the past three weeks, though, she had been living on a diet of ginger ale, peppermint tea, and sugar-free hard candies. Her stomach would turn out just about anything else and, to be honest, its preferences for what it could handle changed daily and Y/n had given up trying. Every meal was a new adventure for her and the baby. Her hours of scouring the internet for something, anything, for her to eat were wasted. Their baby did not care for anything.

Hiding her symptoms was becoming increasingly easier, though. With it still being so early, and not having even seen a doctor yet, both her and Jensen were wary to tell anyone. Call them superstitious, but they didn’t want to jinx anything just yet. Besides, it was kind of nice basking in the news just the two of them. It reminded them of the start of their relationship, only this secret wouldn’t end in a fist to a jaw... hopefully. As far as they knew, no one was suspicious of anything in both their friends and family as well as coworkers in her office.

Y/n stood in their bedroom, the dawn light peering in through the curtains as she examined herself in the mirror. Lately, she had been sleeping like a cat, but today her anxiety was in full force. The woman had tossed and turned all night, finally deciding to crawl out of bed and jump into the shower when the sun first made its appearance over the horizon. It was no use trying to sleep anymore.

As she stood there, turned to one side, she ran a hand over her lower abdomen. If she cocked her head just right, she could have sworn she noticed the start of what would ultimately be a massive balloon in the middle of her stomach. Though, to be fair, she could also be imagining it. The mind sees what it wants to, right?

The sound of the sheets ruffling had her snapping her head around to her husband who still lay in bed. He stretched out his long limbs, the longer locks on the top of his head mussed from his night’s sleep. He blinked a few times as he woke, quick to take in the looming figure of his wife at the foot of the bed. A smirk graced his features as his eyes traveled up her bare legs, noticing all she had on was a pair of panties.

“Mmm, I’ll take this wake up call any day.” His voice was husky with sleep. His wife rolled her eyes but climbed up on the bed anyway, crawling into his waiting arms and laying against his bare chest.

Y/n sighed as she nuzzled into him, “I can barely go ten minutes without being either exhausted or needing to vomit, so unless you have some sort of The Exorcist fetish I don’t know about, then I’m gonna have to decline.”

“Ugh, god,” Jensen scrunched up his nose, pushing his wife away from him as he climbed from the bed. She laughed, chasing after him into their master bathroom. Y/n slipped her arms around his waist, pulling his back against her bare chest and placing a kiss between his shoulder blades. The pressure against her sore breasts was uncomfortable right now, but not unbearable. This one was her new least favorite symptom of pregnancy.

“You nervous about today?” He whispered, grabbing her hands with his own and threading their fingers together.

Y/n let out a huff of air, the action sending goosebumps across Jensen’s skin. Of course, he had picked up on her anxiety. “Yeah, and excited. I don’t know this kind of makes it all real, you know?”

“I do.” He pulled her hand up and kissed the back of her knuckles before releasing her. He turned around in her arms to lean in and press his lips against hers. Y/n leaned into her husband, taking full advantage of having him close to her.

Jensen pulled away, running his tongue over the swell of his lower lip and cocking his head. “Why do you taste like a bag of Warheads?”

“Oh, I woke up to my stomach rolling and the only thing I had within reach was the sour candies I bought last week. It actually helped a lot.” Y/n smiled sheepishly. If she thought about it long enough, she had eaten plenty of those candies to quell her stomach enough before she could even sit up in bed so it shouldn’t be surprising her husband could still taste them on her.

“I’m not gonna lie, I kind of like it.” He flashed her a grin that was all teeth before lunging to kiss her again. His wife laughed, shaking her head at all the boyish charm she had fallen in love with shining through so early in the morning. “Alright, I need to shower. Go, make yourself some tea, and try to eat something real for me.”

Y/n scrunched up her nose as he smiled at her. She didn’t want to eat, her already flimsy stomach on overdrive today, but for her husband, she would try, muttering an exaggerated ‘all right’ as he started the shower. The woman trudged her way back out to the bedroom, finishing getting dressed for the day in her comfiest sweats, before retreating to the kitchen to make herself some tea and buttered toast. It had been a week since she had tried toast, not willing to touch the stuff after the incident, so she hoped it was a safe bet.

As the kettle came to a boil and the toaster did its magic, Y/n looked out the large window onto their courtyard. The rising sun was casting elegant patterns against the white stucco of their house and dancing along the surface of the pool.

Y/n had scheduled the first appointment of the day with her doctor because she knew that she would be up early anyway. They still had time before they needed to leave their house, which Jensen would use to his advantage, taking extra time in the shower and getting dressed. Y/n on the other hand had already done that, so now she was trying to figure out something to occupy her mind until her husband made an appearance in the kitchen. When it seemed her breakfast was not going to make a reappearance, at least for now, she decided to put on some coffee for him and started the pan to make him an omelet.

Y/n was slipping the eggs onto a plate when Jensen made his appearance in the kitchen.

“You didn’t have to make me breakfast, I know how your stomach has been.” Jensen came up to her side and put his hand on the small of her back.

“I’m surprisingly okay this morning. Must be some sort of anxiety override.” She laughed as he kissed her cheek. Y/n grabbed him a fork as he turned to pour himself a cup of coffee. She slid the plate across the island as he sat down across from her.

“I was thinking,” Y/n spoke up from behind her mug of tea, “I mean, I know it’s still far too early, but I don’t want to find out the sex.”

“No?” Jensen quirked a brow at her, his mouth full of his breakfast, muffling the word on his tongue.

“There are few mysteries left in this world most days, and I just think this is one that would be exciting.”

“That’s fine with me.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, you aren’t wrong. Who cares about our baby’s genitals anyway?”

Y/n pursed her lips and bit back the emotion already bubbling up in her, instead, allowing herself to feel excited for now, “Then it’s settled.”

Jensen looked up at her then, a smile cracking on his face. He shook his head at the giddiness over taking his wife. With everything that she had been through lately, it was refreshing to see her truly smile again. He had missed that smile.

Jensen cleaned up the mess from her making his breakfast and the two were out the door to the doctor. The office was located in St. David’s North Austin Medical Center, over thirty minutes northeast of their home, depending on traffic. Y/n had been seeing Dr. Garcia as her gynecologist for years now, and she loved the woman and the attention she paid her patients.

The couple made their way inside the familiar building, checking in at the desk and waiting in the lobby for them to be called back. When the nurse came from them, she took Y/n’s weight, vitals, and asked the usual questions before giving her a cup for a urine sample. Once Y/n returned from the bathroom the nurse instructed her to get undressed from the waist down and cover herself with the provided blanket.

The room was silent as they waited for the doctor, neither of them quite sure what to say at the moment. There were too many questions that could only be answered by the doctor. Y/n had her eyes trained on the machine to her left when a knock came from the door before it opened. Jensen squeezed her hand as Dr. Garcia came in, a smile on her face.

“Y/n, it has been a while since I’ve seen you in here,” She noted as she pulled up her chart on the computer.

“Uh, yeah, that’s kind of why we are here now.” Y/n admitted, a sheepish smile on her face.

“Well, the urine sample you provided us confirms pregnancy.” Dr. Garcia continued to examine her chart, hitting some buttons in silence. “Looks based on the information provided, you are about eight weeks along now, which will give us an expected due date of February twenty-third, all of which I will confirm after an ultrasound. Tell me a little bit about how you are feeling.”

Y/n went into detail about her symptoms the past few weeks and the doctor gave her basic information on necessary diet changes as well as a prescription for a prenatal vitamin. She also handed over pamphlets to get the couple started.

“I’m going to do a vaginal ultrasound since the fetus is still small, take a few pictures, listen to the heartbeat, and then we will get you guys out here.” Y/n nodded, laying back on the exam table as the doctor pulled up the ultrasound machine and pulled up the footrest. She helped Y/n put her feet up in position.

“You’ll feel pressure,” Dr. Garcia talked Y/n through what she was doing, though it didn’t make the action any less uncomfortable. Jensen moved to stand near her head, never letting go of his grip on her hand. Both of them watched the screen with bated breath as the doctor searched for what was growing inside her. “Ah, there we go,”

A black spot made its way onto the otherwise white screen, in the center a small white bean-shaped figure. “That’s it?” Jensen asked, leaning in for a closer look.

“That’s it, and the little blip in the center there is its heartbeat.” Dr. Garcia pointed on the screen before taking a snapshot and starting her measurements. She hit a few more buttons and the rhythmic whoosh of the baby’s heart could be heard like a siren in the small room.

Jensen let out a small huff of air before he brushed away the hairs on Y/n’s forehead and placed a kiss there, his lips lingering for a second against her skin. There was no point in trying to hold back the tears anymore. The longer she stared at the screen, the more the realization of the fact that she had a tiny human growing inside of her began to take hold in her brain. Sure, she had known for a few weeks now, but not being able to see it on her body, finally having visual and audio proof had broken the dam in her head.

“I’ll print this picture and be right back. You can get dressed now.” Dr. Garcia smiled at the equally teary-eyed couple. Y/n finally broke her gaze from the computer to look up at her husband, her hand coming up to cup his jaw.

“Oh, Jay,” She sighed as she wiped away the tear that had fallen down his cheek with her thumb.

“I can’t believe this is really happening,” He breathed out, staring at his beautiful wife below him. There had been nights he dreamed about starting a family, the woman always a blurry figure in his mind. Now, with the actual woman staring back at him, he felt like his chest might explode. He loved her more than his own life, and he didn’t think it was possible to love a person more, but seeing this ultrasound had changed all that. There was enough room in his heart for someone else, and that was his child.

****

Jensen dropped Y/n off at home before meeting Steve at the studio to work on their second album. His wife wanted to take a nap after not having gotten much sleep the night before, and he was more than happy to oblige her. If he was being honest, he would do anything for her right now as he continued to ride the high from their doctor’s appointment.

Y/n curled up on the couch with the television playing a soft jazz radio station and she fell asleep with ease. Most days, it felt like she slept better anywhere but her bed if her husband was not curled up next to her. The large king-sized mattress just felt too empty without him.

She woke up a few hours later, the sun now low in the sky. Y/n checked the time before cursing to herself and jumping out of the warm blanket she was curled up in. The trash would be coming their way soon, and in the excitement of the morning, she had forgotten to put it out. Slipping on a pair of sandals, she headed to the garage to grab the cans and drag them down the driveway. She pulled them to the end of the drive, making sure they would not be in her husband’s way when he returned.

Y/n pushed the recycling can to the side and something caught her eye. She squatted down, taking in the handful of used cigarette butts that were just barely visible against the stone of their driveway. A frown pursed her lips and she brushed the trash into the street before returning inside to find something to make for dinner.

Part 4: 12 Weeks Pregnant

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