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wriothesleybear · 11 months ago

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~warnings: pornstars, mentions of different type of porn genres, squirting, fem!reader, MDNI!

~a/n: i may have lost myself in writing this..enjoy😈 (ngl i sorta wanna write porn plot for Wrio..i got some ideas👀..)

Pornstar!Wriothesley who usually does genres like dom, bdsm, rough play, somewhat hardcore porn, threesome, roleplay, etc. while you do softcore and the more vanilla types of genres. He has never done softcore porn before because it didn't really interest him and he thought he was better at the other more spicy genres. When he was given the offer to do a softcore porn video, he was going to immediately turn it down, but when he saw that you would be his co-star, he reconsidered his decision. Due to the different types of genres you two did, neither of you knew that much of the other, except for hearing little details from previous coworkers.

Pornstar!Wriothesley who tries doing his first softcore porn video and its with you as his co-star. When he saw you, he changed his mindset about softcore porn and was willing to try it only if it was with you. Those type of videos are meant for couples who are deeply in love with one another and they show it through the passionate sex they have. When you two do it, you two have the most intense passion on camera, even though it's acting, it's hard to tell with you two. He felt different when performing with you. It didn't feel like acting and he didn't have to fake it with you. He was never one to be soft and slow when fucking someone but with you, he didn't mind taking his time. You two didn't need a script or directions from the director on what to do, somehow you guys already knew. It starts with short, sweet kisses that gradually turn into a slow make out as you begin to undress each other. He eats you out first to prep you for his cock and when he gets a taste, fuck, is he addicted. He was planning to only make you cum on his tongue once. He really wanted to do more than once because the view of you coming undone, the pleasurable expressions you made, your sweet nectar filling his mouth, the sound of your moans filling his ears, he wanted to experience it again. But he held himself back, wanting to have you come on his cock next. Before that, you returned the favor by having him lie on his back as you sucked his cock. The view of you taking his large length in your mouth was one of the most beautiful views he's ever seen. It beat the other views of the other female pornstars who's had his cock in their mouths. The way you sucked his cock, taking it down your throat like a pro, your tongue swirling around it, he swear he would've came right there down your throat, but he stopped you before he did. He wanted to feel your pussy first before he came.

Pornstar!Wriothesley who gently pulls you off of his dick and turns you over on your back. He litters kisses all over your body then moves up to your lips and pulls you into another deep make out session, arms wrapped around one another as he slowly rubs the head of his cock on your clit, making you moan and your thighs twitch. You break the kiss for a second to look into his eyes, begging him for more. He couldn't tell for sure if you were just acting for the camera or if it was your true feelings. But deep down, he felt that you weren't acting and his thoughts were proved correct as he felt you tighten around his cock as he whispered lewd things in your ear, telling you how nice your pussy feels squeezing his cock, how beautiful you looked as he cupped your cheek and looked into your eyes. It made your heart thump and pussy clench which he felt. He smirked and continued praising you. Your nails scratch his back as he thrusts into you, pace quickening as you both get close. "Come for me. That's it," he'd say as he kisses and nibbles your neck. You finally come, having one of the most mind-breaking orgasms you've ever had while performing a porn video. He fucks you through your orgasm, thrusts becoming sloppy until he pulls out and vigorously jerks his cock, head falling back as he moans aloud, cumming on your stomach. You watched, eyes widening at the most glorious view you've ever seen. Your eyes meet as you both breathe heavily, trying to catch your breath. He bends down and kisses you once again, not specifically doing it for show for the cameras but because he got caught up in the moment, but he won't admit that, not now at least.

Pornstar!Wriothesley who notices that he has the most compatibility with you that he requests to do more vids with you as his co-star. When you ask him why, he says with a teasing smile and flirty eyes, "I think we work well together." You can't help the blush that covers your cheeks and the tingles in your body when he said that, but you take it as a compliment and accept his business proposal. You also agree that you two work well together as seen from that last porn video you did. You were acting at first in the beginning of the video but if you were being honest, throughout the rest of the video, you don't think either of you were acting. You could see the passion as well, but you didn't give it much thought. Just thinking that it was good teamwork.

Pornstar!Wriothesley who starts doing more softcore porn videos with you because thats one of your specialties, but he soon introduces you to his type of videos that he specializes in, getting you to do some with him. He understood that you were new to this type of genre so he started with little things like easy doming and simple bdsm to ease you into it, before going into the more hardcore stuff. You would only do these types of genres with him because you two have a deep connection and trust with one another. There's no one else you would want to do it with and the same goes for him as well.

Pornstar!Wriothesley whose videos that you two make together get the most views compared to the others vids you've done with other popular pornstars. They also can see how well you two work with one another, noticing the passion and chemistry you two have and how it doesn't look fake to them. You know how some pornstars fake their moans when they come and it's obviously fake, neither of you do that when performing together. You never have to exaggerate your moans with Wrio and he's actually more vocal with you compared with other pornstars he's worked with. When directors and managers come to you two with video proposals, you two always bring up the idea of having each other as the co-star, which usually goes your way.

Pornstar!Wriothesley who gives you his number one day after finishing a video so you can talk outside of work and hang out. 'A way for coworkers to bond' as he said when he asked you out to dinner. Plus, he offered to help you practice for future porn videos, testing out different genres you were curious in trying. After all, practice makes perfect. One of the genres he helped you with that you were curious about was squirting. Let's just say, he couldn't get you to stop and helped you become a pro at it fairly quickly. Ever since he tasted you for the first time, he has been wanting to make you squirt on his tongue, among other things.. So it makes him happy that you are wanting to try out different things with him outside of work. Once you get a hang of it after practicing with Wrio, you ask to do it again with him but in front of a camera this time.

Pornstar!Wriothesley who calls you late at night when he can't sleep because he can't stop thinking about you and your warm, tight pussy that fits so nicely around his cock. He also thinks about your smile, your laugh, your personality, how he enjoys the time he spends with you (both sfw and nsfw moments). Sometimes he calls you just to talk so he can hear your voice or he has you come over to his place or he goes over to yours just to hang out and watch a movie or something. Sometimes, it's for a late night booty call because you two just can't get enough of each other. You can't lie that you can't stop thinking about him either. Not only because of his nice, thick cock, but because he makes you feel something deeper than just coworkers or friends. It's not good to get into a relationship when working in this type of business but maybe you two can work it out.

#wriothesley #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley headcanons #wriothesley smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact smut

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idleoblivion · 3 months ago

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"Good Puppy" Crewel x GN Reader

Synopsis: You're finally at the professor's house, and he gives you one last gift for the night. Part 1 Part 2

Word Count: ~2k A/N: I started writing this when his card came out and then abandoned it lol but I'm so glad to have it done now, ngl I like how this one came out.

Warnings: Teacher/student relationship, gn reader, shy/nervous reader, dirty talk, praise kink, mild spanking, oral sex, sex toys, overstimulation, unprotected sex, overuse of the word 'puppy'

The drive to his house after dinner was nerve wracking to say the least. You both rode in silence, leaving you alone with your racing thoughts and nervous feelings. Not that you weren’t excited as well, the lingering arousal from your earlier activities still very present in your mind and body. But you couldn’t help the anxiety you felt building, unsure of what exactly he was going to do once you arrived.

You're pulled from your thoughts by a strong hand placing itself on your thigh. You look over to the professor, and catch him glancing at you from the corner of his eye.

“Something on your mind, puppy?” He asks with a teasing lilt to his voice.

“I’m just…thinking.” You can’t think of any other excuse to offer, and he clearly sees right through it. He grants you some mercy though, not pressing you any further for now. He returns his eyes to the road, but his hand doesn’t leave its place in your leg for the rest of the ride.

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You finally arrive at a grand, luxurious house, and after pulling up the long driveway he gets out to open the door for you again. You follow closely behind him as he leads you to the door and unlocks it.

You’re immediately greeted by three large energetic dogs, wagging their tails and coming up to sniff you. While they are very eager to investigate you, they appear very well behaved, not jumping on you or barking at you either. With all the talk he does about training and disciplining you and your classmates in school, it makes sense to you he would be the same with his dogs.

After a brief moment of petting them as they surround you, you look up to find the Crewel hanging up his coat before turning back to you.

“I’ll assume you’re not hungry after dinner, but did you want something to drink before we get started?” He heads into his kitchen as he asks you.

“No, thank you though.” Your answer comes out shy, as you mentally try to prepare yourself for whatever he has in store for you.

He returns with two water bottles anyways. “We’ll just keep these around for after, then.” He smiles as he sees the anxiety practically radiating off of you.

He steps forward until there’s very little space separating the two of you. He seems to admire you for a second, like he likes how nervous he can get you while hardly doing anything.

“You’re ready then, puppy?” You nod, and he starts towards his stairwell. “Follow me upstairs then.”

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You enter his room and he closes the door behind you. You hardly have time to even look around before his hands are on your waist, holding you close to him.

“Forgive me if I seem too eager. You have no idea how long the night has felt while waiting to get you here.” He presses his lips to yours, and his hands start sliding up your shirt before beginning to pull it off of you. You lift your arms to allow him to, and he motions to your pants as well as he starts undressing himself.

Before long he has you sitting on the edge of his bed, awaiting the next order from him.

“You remember when I said I had more gifts to give you tonight, puppy?”

You try to nod, but a sharp eyebrow raised reminds you of his demands. “Yes, professor.”

“Good.” He walks over to his dresser and pulls out a black box from a drawer, then heads back to where you sit. “I have it in here for you. You’ll be using it tonight.”

You cautiously open it, and your eyes widen when you see what’s inside.

“A vibrator, for you puppy. I’m sure you know how that works, right?” His eyes are dark and lustful at how shy you’ve gotten.

“Y-yes, professor.” You almost whisper.

“Perfect. You’ll be making proper use of that tonight, but first…” He gently pushes you to lay down on his soft sheets, “I think it’s about time I get a taste of you.” He spreads your legs and puts them over his shoulders, keeping you right at the edge of the bed. You cover your face in embarrassment and how obvious your arousal already is.

“Show me your face puppy, no hiding or I’ll have to punish you.” He doesn’t stop looking at your face as he finally goes to taste you.

The first touch of his tongue makes you squirm and whine, but his hands hold you still for him. You want to suppress your voice but he is clearly experienced with his mouth, teasing you in all the right ways to have you moaning for him. Your hands grip the sheets beneath you to ground yourself.

He pulls his mouth away for a second, and before you can question him you feel his finger slowly breaching your entrance. He pumps it into you until he can fit a second, making you keen. He laughs at that, absolutely loving watching you lose yourself.

“That’s it, puppy. You don’t have to be shy, just keep being good for me and enjoy it.”

He finds a spot that has you arching and presses hard. He groans in response to the wail you give, before pulling his fingers back out.

“Good, such a good puppy. I think you’re ready for my cock now, hm?”

“Yes please, professor.” You were practically aching with anticipation, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside you again.

He sits down too and beckons for you to come to him. You obey and place yourself on his lap, facing him. Grabbing your hips again, he pulls you up until the head of his cock teases your hole. He smirks at you, before letting go.

“Sit.”

So you do. You hold onto his shoulders as you slowly work your way onto his cock. It’s not uncomfortable, but this angle has him reaching deeper than before, making you tremble some as you manage to take all of him in.

“Good fucking pup.” He groans, tilting his head back some. If you weren’t busy adjusting to him you might’ve smiled at that, happy that you have a strong effect on him as well.

“Can I move please, professor?” You ask, the heat inside of you outweighing any shyness you feel. “Please, wanna move…” You rock yourself a little on him, only to receive a harsh slap on your ass.

“I didn’t say you could, puppy. Sit still.”

Then he reaches on the bed next to him to grab the vibrator again. His expression looks especially dangerous as he takes your hand to place the toy in it.

“Turn it on and use it on yourself.”

Your face must show the shock you feel at that request, because he lets out a sharp laugh before smirking again. “I said that you would be using it, not me, remember? You’re gonna keep my cock warm while you use your new toy.”

You look at it in your hand hesitantly, completely embarrassed at the idea. Another slap to your ass makes you look at him again.

“I won’t tell you again, puppy. Turn it on.”

You finally comply, turning the vibrator on. It has multiple settings, and you leave it at the lowest one. You catch another glimpse of his impatient look before pressing the toy against you.

Your hips buck a little at the sudden stimulation, and you immediately hold onto him again with your free hand to keep steady. You bite your lip hard to stifle your voice.

“Aw, is it a lot, puppy? Feels really good?”

“Ah! Y-yes, professor!” You manage between gasps.

“Turn it up.”

You look at him pleadingly, but he only smiles in return. You press the button again and the toy vibrates faster. This time you can’t hold yourself still, hips stuttering in his lap from the added stimulation.

“So sensitive, aren’t you? Why don’t you try turning it up again?”

“C-can’t, I’m already- ah!” You can feel yourself getting closer to the edge, and you were now shamelessly grinding against him as you held the toy against you.

That earns you another spank. “I’m telling you that you can, and you will. Turn it up again.”

You press it again, turning it to the highest setting. The vibration feels so strong against you that collapse into his chest, gasping and moaning that it’s too much while he only watches on.

“C-cumming, professor I’m-“

“Yes, that’s it, good puppy, cum on my cock just like that.”

As if his words compelled you, you cum hard around his cock, seeing stars behind your eyes. You pull the toy away from the overstimulation, only for him to take it from your hands.

“Now it’s my turn, pup. You’ll be good for me, won’t you?”

You’re given no chance to respond before he starts thrusting up into you unannounced. You whimper and grasp onto him, your mind starting to go numb from the pleasure. He’s ruthless with his pace, giving you no chance to recover and taking advantage of your sensitivity. You’re so out of it and focused on him that you don’t even register the sound of the vibrator starting up again.

You definitely feel it once he’s holding it against you again, not slowing his pace at all. Tears are streaming down your face, it’s too much but it’s so good you can’t help but try to meet his thrusts, feeling another orgasm building quickly.

“Greedy pup, already about to cum again.” He’s still acting like his cocky self, but you can tell by his voice he’s close himself. “You wanna cum again? Do you?”

“Yes, yes I do-fuck! I wanna cum, professor please-“

“Then cum for me.” The force of your orgasm has you nearly screaming his name, nails clawing into his back while your eyes roll back. He fucks you through it, chasing his own release and mumbling incoherent praises in your ear while you wail. He never takes his eyes off your teary, fucked-out face as he finally cums inside you.

By the time both of you have caught your breath, you’re still trembling in his lap, feeling his release start to seep out of you as pulls out. He lays you on the bed tenderly, aware that he’s put your body through a lot.

“Very good, you did so good puppy. Always so good for me…” He trails off before placing a gentle kiss to your lips.

“I’ll get a washcloth for you, and then you should rest, pup. You’ll need time to recover before tomorrow.” “...What are we doing tomorrow?” Crewel chuckles lightly to himself. “Take a wild guess, puppy. We have all weekend together, and I don’t intend to waste it.”

Then he leaves you, legs still twitching and hair stuck to your forehead with sweat. The exhaustion catches up to you, and you have a hard time holding your eyes open while you wait for him. Entering the room with a cloth like he promised, he quickly cleans you and makes you drink some water before you get under his covers. He cuddles you from behind, and his lips pressed against the back of your neck is the last thing you register before you succumb to sleep entirely.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst x gn reader #twst x reader #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #divus crewel #twst divus #twst crewel #twst smut

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mayuichi · 4 months ago

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Spending your birthday with them.

Include:

Genshin Impact [ Alhaitham, Wriothesley, Heizou ]

Honkai: Star Rail [ Aventurine & Veritas Ratio ]

Persona 5 [ Akechi Goro ]

Moriarty the Patriot [ William James Moriarty & Fred Porlock ]

Content Warning: fem!reader, I'm sorry for men that may read this! If you easily switch pronouns in your mind then go ahead, but there's mention of the reader wearing a dress at some point! (kind of irrevelant though, so I think you can imagine something else then?), pet names and.. that's all i think-. it's just a fluff so...

may's note: im so sorry i took so long to come back!! ive got a lot on my plate recently, i had planned another oneshot to come out but but BUUT!! My best friend's birthday is right around the corner when I write this (aha just a day before.. hi..) so im writing this for her, with her favourites and some that i know she loves <3 HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!! I HOPE YOULL HAVE AN AMAZING DAY AND THAT YOU GOT THAT PLUSH YOU WANTED TO GO WITH AVENTURINE!! ive kinda rushed this to come out ngl, because its been a month im like "i have the time" until i didnt have time anymore.. sorry if it sucks :(

This artwork has been made by susucre! Do not steal/use it! every other used for the headers are official arts!

Even if he doesn't want to, he has duties now. Or at least, unexpected duties. But you can be sure Alhaitham always makes some time for you. How can he not? You're his sweetheart. Well, he isn't one to give sweet names but he still thinks so.

However, how could've you expect him to forget about your birthday? It's once a year, and he doesn't really care much about them usually. But we're talking about you. Of course he can't forget about it. He wants you happy, and he knows you'd hate if he doesn't at least wish you a happy birthday.

But what was your surprise when you find him still in bed, beside you, his right arm drapped over you as he reads from the other. Isn't he supposed to be at work, at the Akademiya? You don't even have the time to inquire, he saw your eyes fluttering open.

“Good morning.„ he briefly looks over you, before focusing back onto his book. But he strokes your side with his hand gently. He isn't much of a talker, but his small gestures are everything, aren't they?

He rapidly finishes his page, and places the book down to turn to you. “I'll let you take a shower and I'll prepare you breakfast.„ you can't even reply that he's already out of bed and heading to the kitchen. You'll just have to go shower.

It's your special day. Of course you'll wear a pretty dress, you want to feel extra pretty for today. When done, you head to the living room, finding him waiting for you to eat. It isn't a feast, but more than enough for the both of you. The silence is comfortable, only your breathing.

“Where are you going?„ he inquires when he sees you about to open the front door. You thought you'd go on a walk. “I haven't overworked myself for a week so I could have a full day off for you to ditch me, you know?„

It wasn't much, maybe even a bit offensive for some. But the idea that he paid attention enough to be certain to have a complete day off for you is enough to make you smile. And so, you chuckle and walk towards him.

“The weather is nice. It's sunny. We should go out together, don't you think?„ you tilt your head, waiting for his approval.. or for a compromise.

“It is. It's the perfect weather to do nothing at all. Or to read next to a window.„ without further notice, he stands and pulls you with him to the nearby window. Making you sit in his lap, he pulls out a book and rests his chin on top of your head.

“Maybe it isn't the best birthday you'll ever have, but I hope my company is enough.„ he isn't necessarily insecure, far from it even. But it's your special day. He just wants to make you happy, doesn't he?

And even if he says so, just reading in his lap with him, is enough. Spending time with him makes it nicer. Leaning further into his chest, you sigh and start to read with him. He's careful to wait for you, to ensure you finished before he actually turns the page.

He'll take breaks from time to time to make you both a drink, or to let you talk a bit. It isn't partying, but being able to spend the day together, reading and talking, without him possibly thinking about his duties is a luxury he doesn't always allow himself.

And he's more than glad for it to be with you.

∞ ₒ ˚ ° 𐐒˚ ◌༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ꕥ⋆·˚ ༘ *︶︶︶︶༉‧₊˚༊*·˚

Until now, Wriothesley was used to stay in the Fortress most of his time. It never bothered him. Sigewinne keeps him company, and his prisoners aren't too bad most of the time. Even Neuvillette or Clorinde comes visit him from time to time.

But it changed when he met you. He didn't want you to be that often in the Fortress, and yet he couldn't help but want you. You don't know it, but he even asked Neuvillette for your birthday. It has never been that much of a talk in between you. You were both kind of over it after all. You aren't toddlers for who it is extremely important to get one year older.

But he wants your first birthday with him to be special, to be something you'd remember. He wants to make this day amazing. And for that, he had to have permissions and ensure the paperwork was done before that day. He had to be prepared for any possibility, to be called in for an emergency if someone tried to escape, or if they get overwhelmed and for your day to be ruined.

But he was willing to take that risk.

On your occasional weekly visit, you both talk and drink tea together, as any other time. You're not sure when, yet now, he has you in his arms, holding you close. It is as if he believed you were leaving. He's quick to compose himself and just steals a kiss from you, to hide his worries behind that smirk he always has when he surprises you.

“By the way, I've heard your birthday is soon, isn't it?„ you raise an eyebrow. You haven't told him, yet he knows. “Would you like us to spend the day together?„

You were so sure he meant inside the Fortress of Meropide, that when he mentioned that it wouldn't be there, but in the city, your eyes widened. Of course, you firstly worried about his work. It isn't like he's just a guard who could take a day off or a sick day. He has a prison to keep in place.

But he assured you it'd be alright. And so you trust him. There's no reason for you not to.

Your birthday was soon to come, and you waited for him in front of the Fortress' entrance. Dressed in a pretty outfit, that you kept on for this occasion, you obviously felt amazing. And upon seeing you, Wriothesley grinned. “Someone made herself extra beautiful for today.„

His tone flirty, he wraps his left arm around your waist and pulls you close, pressing his lips on your hair. “It suits you perfectly. But you're always beautiful.„ his words meant the world to you.

And so began the day. Wriothesley is careful, meticulous even. He makes sure you stay hydrated, well fed and have fun. If you want a pastry, he'll buy it without a second thought. This piece of jewerly looks pretty on you? He'll offer it to you, no matter the cost.

It's weird for everyone to see the Duke out of the Fortress. He's respected for sure, and well known. You hold hands all day long, sometimes stealing kisses when you're in a alley or when no one's looking.

When the sun fades away to let the moon takes place, stars show up too. Now sitting near the water, you both look up at the navy blue sky. Wriothesley lets out a sigh and clears his throat. “I hope you had fun. I'm not sure when I'd be capable to have such a long time outside the Fortress without it being work related.„

Sure or not, you're just happy he manages to have time for you. And he's relieved everything went smoothly. He leans closer to you, his lips grazing your cheek. “Happy birthday.„

And even if it has caused him some stress, he's ready to do it over again next year if it makes him see your eyes so sparkly and shiny with delightment and happiness.

He'd risk anything to see you smile and hear your laughers echoing in his ears.

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The good part of being a detective is that he knows how to not leave any clue about his true intentions. And so, he can surprise you whenever he wants and you won't even realise he has planned it for a while!

Since Heizou can hardly take a day off recently, you agreed it'd be better if you spend the day with your friends and just leave your evening for him.

It was an amazing day, your friends and you strolled around the city, went to some fancy places and just spoiled you entirely. But it felt off, knowing that Heizou wasn't with you like you wished he could've.

They dropped you by your house, and with a sigh, you stepped inside. Of course Heizou wasn't home yet. It wasn't surprising, he's quite overwhelmed with work lately. Yet there was a small disappointment in your chest. Your heart was a bit heavier. But you brush it off.

By the time he gets home, you had just finished preparing dinner. He steps closer with that shitty grin and clears his throat. “Such a sweetie, making dinner when I hoped I'd have time to treat you today.„ of course, he doesn't want you to do any effort for today, but his schedule decided otherwise.

And so, with a swift movement, he shoves a bouquet against your chest. “I know it isn't much compared to how it could've been nicer to spend the day together, but I hope it'll make it up for it a bit.„

Heizou has always been a romantic at heart, he loves it when he sees your cheeks flushing and feels your breath growing faster from his teasing. And he's delighted to see that sweet blush spreading slowly.

Leaning in close, he takes your hands in his, and presses a chaste kiss on your lips. “Let's eat dinner and enjoy the time we have tonight, alright? I need to make it up for you.„

He lets you take care of the bouquet first, ensuring it won't die just yet. He teases you about your day, plays with you some games and even let you win for once. And needless to say the night ends in something.. more than just flirt and teasing.

But he hopes next year won't be as busy, so he can treat you like the princess you are in his eyes.

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *. *ੈ✩‧₊˚ ☽ ✧˖*°࿐ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

A gambler. That's what he'll always be no matter what, no matter the day. He needs to work every single day, to be a good asset for the IPC. He can't afford losing. He will never accept it.

But today, Aventurine thought it'd be nice to let you experience gambling too. Well, not as much as he usually does, but more in a regular casino. He's obviously well known here, and has some free drinks. But he wants you to enjoy it too.

He teaches you how to do, the ropes of each games. To guess when to stop, and more importantly of course, to understand the rules and that losing can cost a lot. But deep down, Aventurine doesn't give a fuck about how much money you'll lose. He has way more than someone can think of.

Each games were fun, but you hated seeing those girls eyeing him like you don't exist. Don't they see you, the gorgeous girl sitting next to him, with who he holds hands? Or perhaps they don't care. But it frustrates you.

Even more so when one comes closer and accidentally spills wine on Aventurine's jacket. He doesn't react at first. But he grows more and more impatient as she tries to clean her mess.

But he got fed up when she literally sat in between the both of you. Who does she think she is? “Excuse me, Miss,„ with a dry chuckle and bright smile, he stands up and walks behind her, “don't you see her?„

Swiftly, almost as if he has always been ready for it, he pulls you close, your head resting on his chest. Your face flushes bright red of course, but you don't say anything. “She already holds the string. And compared to you, she doesn't care about my money. So if you please, do not dare to bother us further on her special day.„

He leads you away, and yet, casts them a last glance, “Except if you want to face the consequences, that is. But I doubt you would like it.„

He'd never let anyone makes you feel inferior, nor worthless, and even less when it's supposed to be your day. The day he caters to your every need without any complaint or question.

Upon arriving to a new game, away from those nuisance, he holds your hand in his, pressing his forehead against yours. “I'm sorry, darling. But I promise you, you're the only one in my eyes. The prettiest, the cutest, and the most loveable woman I've ever set my eyes on.„

He'd cherish you. He knows the pain, and he wants to keep you away from it. He struggles at time, but every effort is worth of your smile. Every day is a delight to get home to you, to know you're his, and that he's yours.

That he has a home. A home with you.

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What were you thinking when you first confessed to him? Of course you thought he'd reject you. We're talking about Veritas Ratio. But to your surprise, he accepted! But maybe you should've been careful... He's a teacher.

It isn't uncommon for Veritas Ratio to call you stupid or dumb, because you don't understand something or that you made a mistake on something simple. But you also know he'll always be here for you.

Compared to one of his colleage, he isn't particularly rich. Don't get me wrong, he is completely financially stable, and he won't be anytime soon the type to get ruined. But basically, if you need special teaching in something he doesn't master, he won't hesitate to help you with it.

He can't help but put intellect into a bit everything he does. But he knows it can piss you off at times, especially when it's not the moment for it.

Today, he has a long day. Longer than intended. So you nicely bring him lunch. Yet he requests of you to stay until his break is over. You know he isn't one to care about birthdays, but he does remember them if he is supposed to know them. Yours is no exception.

“I'm going to be home later than usual tonight, but perhaps you have any wish for how we spend our time?„ it isn't often that he lets you so openly choose. But you don't wait more time to ask if you could watch a movie and snuggle. You need nothing more than some rest, and so does he.

Laughers fill the empty classroom, except for the both of you. He knows when to not overdo it, especially with you. He will never admit it entirely, but he doesn't want to risk losing you. He can't. Not when you bring him so much by just existing.

There's a reason why he doesn't want you to be to close to that blonde, don't you think? But it doesn't matter.

In the evening, after you shared dinner, you set on the couch with him, snuggling up. His left hand caressing your side while his right one is holding a pen. Of course he can't only watch a movie, he needs to keep on going with his paperwork. But he doesn't entirely focus on it.

However, from time to time, you'd hear from Veritas that he clicks his tongue. He seems rather.. unpleased. And when you take a look, you don't see anything wrong. “Of course you don't, you're too much of an idiot to realise that student's mistake. What a pity.„

Unfortunately for you, you dared to ask what was the mistake.. and now you're in for a lecture. He sits you up and explains to you, in a rather annoyed tone. It isn't a surprise to say that you both don't even noticed when the movie has finished.

You're about to stand up when he holds you back, pulling you in his lap. “Don't you dare run away from my lecture. You asked to know, so you'll know.„ It promises to be an interesting evening and night, especially if you try to push your luck.

Veritas will make sure you get the appropriate punishment if his patience runs out by the time he's done with you.

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Have you ever imagined he'd steal your heart? A detective by day, a Phantom Thief by night. He earned his title well, he's definitely a prince in your eyes.

“Are you still listening?„ Akechi inquires. You have to admit, you weren't. You were too charmed into his eyes, shining as he shares his day with you.

“I've been thinking, there's an amusement park not far from here. Would you like to go with me?„ he asks. He isn't really scared of asking you on a date anymore. Of course, he couldn't help but feel like he isn't enough at times. But you love him, right? He can't let his insecurities win over.

And so, you are now on a date with him, on your birthday. He cares for a bit everything. He makes sure the sun isn't hitting you too hard, that you drink enough, and especially have fun.

You're the only one lucky enough to see him almost constantly out of his detective prince persona. To know the real him. He has his issues, and sometimes he may snaps at you. But he apologises and proves that he changes. He already does, but he tries to make sure you know he's willing to become better for you.

You're his light, and he can't lose you. At first, he even thought you loved that coffee shop's employee, but he felt lucky when you reciprocated his feelings.

Since then, Akechi would take you out often. To the beach, at restaurant, or even just for a walk. He wants you to know he cares, and he wants you only. He needs to be careful though, but he makes it work out.

Getting into a bit every attractions, he even ends up winning you a teddy bear. No one is ever too old for one after all, right? As he hands it to you, he presses a kiss on your lips, soft and tender, as if he wants the time to stop.

The sun sets slowly, and you get into the Ferris Wheel to end up the day. It's cozy, just the two of you. He holds you close, his nose in your hair as he breathes in your scent. “Happy birthday, my love.„

Why would he need to say anything more? Your heart races, and you look up at him with a sheepish smile. No one can mistake that expression on both of your faces. You're so undeniably in love with each other.

“I know I fucked up, especially when you discovered what I've done. But I'll become better. For you, and for us. So please, stay with me.„ he couldn't help but squeezing you tighter against him, as if you won't allow him time.

“I love you. So fucking much.„ he whispers as the sun disappears from view, letting the moon rise slowly. He'll always do his best for you, to be worthy of you.

Because he loves you. And he'll make every birthday from now on special for you.

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It took him time to allow himself to be vulnerable in front of you. To allow you to see the worst part of him. To see the monster beneath. He was certain he'd lose you. And yet, you're still here, beside him.

William is more than delighted to know you aren't ready to leave him. To know you'll stay. He doesn't entirely understand his feelings himself, but he has them, and that's all that matters.

To say William cares about birthdays is an understatement. He doesn't make big things, but he shows his care for sure. So don't you dare think you'll be an exception.

He has been quite busy lately, but he made sure he'd be here for your birthday. From waking to sleep. He stays in bed with you until you stir awake. Your eyes flutter open, the first sight being his blonde locks.

He presses a gentle kiss on your forehead and lets you get ready while he goes preparing breakfast for you. Going downstairs, you smell the sweet scent of food filling your nose.

He serves you, as well as himself, before eating and letting you talk of whatever comes in your mind. He could listen to you all day long, but today wasn't that. He'd spend some quality time with you, no matter what.

He helps you putting on your coat, and holds your hand as you get inside the carriage. He feels your head resting on his shoulder, and he simply caresses the back of your hand with his thumb.

Getting into town, he dismisses the carriage for now. No need for that. He wants you to enjoy the place. If there's something appealing to you, he'll be ready to let you have it. But in the end, he's mostly the one who wants to buy you things.

A beautiful necklace, it'd go perfectly around your neck. Gesturing you to get closer, he carefully puts it around your neck and smiles. “It looks beautiful on you.„ his voice, smooth and quiet, holds so much love. Without hesitation, he buys it for you.

You walk hands in hands, past bakeries and shops, stopping when something would be nice for you. You're definitely spoiled, and it was unexpected for you. You aren't with William for his money, and he knows it. But today, he wants to make sure you'll remember it.

By the evening, inside the carriage to get back home, he lets you rest against him. It has been a tiring day after all, yet so thrilling. But the best was to come in his eyes.

Entering the manor, the living room has been decorated especially for you, a bouquet from Fred's garden waiting as well as a freshly baked cake by Louis. And they were all here too. Well, some like Sebastian aren't so happy, but they could make that effort.

He has planned it all, and it was worth it. For that smile, those happy tears, and those laughers and happiness filling the manor for the rest of the evening.

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He has never been much of a talker. Ever since you both met, he mostly listened to you, no matter what you'd say. And he has a great memory too.

Fred is a caring man, he just stays quiet. He doesn't want to be noticed, he likes his tranquility, despite the circumstances of his current work under William. He absolutely adores the idea of being in charge of the garden, though.

He doesn't show it, but he appreciates plants and flowers. And whenever you may search him, you always find him there. He's peacefully repotting some flowers, to make sure they can grow further.

His head snaps up when you ask him if you can help. “Shouldn't you.. be with the others, celebrating your birthday..?„ he's unsure. He looks at you with suspicions, but in the end, he relents. You must have your reasons to not be celebrating it with them.

He loves spending time with you, but he doesn't want you to restrain yourself from having a good time just because he's tending to flowers.

But when he sees you, right here, with a smile as you carefully move a flower, it feels him with joy. He doesn't show his love much, he does it through small gestures like making sure there's always some of your favourite flowers in the bedroom for the scent. Or to stay with you throuhough breakfast.

It's those small gestures that makes you love him even more each day. And you just want to spend time with him, especially today.

He shyly scoots closer to you, to correct you. “You shouldn't be doing it like that.. it can hurt the roots.„ he doesn't scold you, he just tries to teach you.

Yet, he doesn't move away once done. He stays close. Until he gathered the courage to press his lips against your temple. “Happy birthday.„

It's cute, the way he quickly walks away to care for other plants. But you just thank him quietly. The day passes in a blur, and without even noticing, the moon is in the sky, and you're both still in the greenhouse.

He holds you tight against him, the garden not over yet but it's too late to keep working. And he has cut a rose to give you, making sure to also cut the thorns so you can't get hurt.

“We should head back inside, it's getting cold.„ he helps you up, until you're both home. He even helps to wash your hands, in your sleepy state.

He never thought he'd enjoy gardening with someone so much, and yet..

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/ᐠ - ˕ •マ Ⳋ mayuchi's property. do not repost, copy or translate without permission.

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lara-cairncross · 4 months ago

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masterpost weewoo ✨✨

general art tag general ask tag

🧚hidden hollow au / rottmnt fairy au stuff:

au tag fanart/fanwriting tag "ask mikey" tag

original designs (this is kinda outdated now lmao)

brief intro comic

april -> leo size comparison

mini lore comic 1

info about mikey's talent

general idea for wings + shell anatomy

mini lore comic 2

info about leo's talent

mini lore comic 2.5??? (not important just funny to me personally)

shelldon exists. kinda.

thingy about their fangs (good color ref)

TURTLE TOTS

usagi intro!

raph shell ref

mini lore comic 3

ref for donnie's markings (kinda)

big lore comic 1

ao3 fanfics (from most recently updated to oldest)

link to my Ao3 page

are you lonely yet?

-> 6/? chapters, 11k words, english, Donnie- and- Mikey-centric.

notes: uhhhhh mikey gets hurt in a very damaging way. donnie blames himself big-time. they both think the other is mad at them. emotional angst woo hoo, but also kinda fluffy i think? also pretty heavy on disaster twins stuff

now it's red, now it's dead, now it's--

-> 1/2 chapters, 5k words, english, Mikey-centric.

notes: set in the Bad Future timeline! follows mikey's slow ascent into becoming something Other. lots of angst-- depression, disassociation, suicidal ideation, major character death, etc etc. probably my favorite fic that i've written? idk I love writing OP mikey!

the sun is a dying star

-> 3/? chapters, 10k words, english, mikey-centric but bounces between POVs

notes: started off as a one-shot but i got too ambitious for my own good. mikey is not having a good time. blah blah blah turtle-gets-kidnapped-by-scientists-or-something, but i wanted to focus more on like, psychological damage than physical damage. not sure when/if this one will get an update.

pizza bagels, communication, and other life-changing novelties

-> 1/3 chapters, 3.4k words, english, Miles- and- Mikey-centric.

notes: SHELLSHOCKED FIC WOOHOO !! THE ONE AND ONLY TIME I WILL WILLINGLY WRITE ROMANCE! uhhhh two teenagers pining for each other and doing dumb shit together and angsting about being children with the weight of the world on their shoulders. IT'S FLUFFY AND CUTE I PROMISE

it's golden hour somewhere

-> 1/1 chapters (completed), 7.4k words, english, Mikey- and- Karai-centric.

notes: one-shot. Karai POV, but focuses on turtle tot Mikey. basically the Hamato Sacrifice isn't the only curse that plagues the clan, and Mikey is the most recent Hamato to come under fire. predetermined fate and all that shit. fluff and angst. this one's kinda weird ngl I remember nothing about writing it or getting inspiration for it lmao

the icarus complex

-> 2/2 chapters (completed), 10k words, english, Raph-centric (and also kinda Leo-centric in second chapter).

notes: deals with Raph's PTSD following the Kraang invasion, and one possible coping mechanism he could fall back on. spoiler alert it's NOT a healthy one lmao. definitely one of the more interesting fics I've written in my opinion; I did a lot of research for this one to make it as realistic and respectful as I could. another personal fav :)

equivalent exchange (and other things that give Leo a headache)

-> 1/? chapters, 2.5k words, english, Future!Leo- and- Mikey-centric.

notes: another Bad Future timeline fic, this time with Present Mikey accidentally ending up with Future Leo. follows the two of them trying to figure out how to get Mikey back to his timeline. I still love this concept, but idk when I'll get around to updating it tho lmao

that's where the blood's supposed to be!

-> 2/2 chapters (completed), english, Mikey-centric.

notes: Mikey gets hit hard during a fight but brushes it off, and it comes back to bite him later. takes place after the show, but before the movie-- right when the whole Leo vs Raph kerfuffle is at its peak. questionable medical information but I did my best lmao. this one's kinda old and cringey atp but whatever

other stuff

fanart for 3 months au tag

fanart for golden future au tag

glass turtle keychains example

College Fund (aka my Ko-fi page :>)

#I FINALLY MADE ONE #ARE YOU GUYS PROUD OF ME #GOOD ENOUGH FOR NOW

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guiltyreverie · 1 year ago

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Hiya

Saw that you were looking for some request to help get you out of your block (I hate when that happens) so I was wondering if we could get a Zoro x F/GN reader with the prompt "Holding your hand under the guise of not getting lost in a crowd" The swordsman isn't as touchy as Luffy but I think he'd find a way to get that physical touch.

Thanks 🌴

Hey anon, thanks dear for the request 🫶🏻 I love this idea!! It has me all 🤭 giggling and kicking my feet. Also I hope you’re satisifed with this 🤍

Crappy Love Confessions

Pairing: Zoro x gn!reader

Tags: grumpy x sunshine, established relationship, Zoro thinks he’s being slick but you got him all figured out, slight insecurity/jealousy

Warnings: none, just fluff

Writing prompt: “Holding your hand under the guise of not getting lost in a crowd”

Summary: You arrive in a new town and you end up exploring it with your boyfriend by your side

A/N: I mostly wrote this in the middle of my lectures - I hope the person behind me had a blast reading this 😭 and ngl as much as I love grumpy men, they’re lowkey so hard to write (BUT I WELCOME THE CHALLENGE)

Word count: 1.5k

Loud chatter, salesmen shouting and advertising their products filled the air, the smell of various restaurants, children running about - the tunes of a new city filled your senses and you stare around in awe; almost every time it‘s the same deal and every single time you‘re still amazed by this feeling.

Luffy‘s hand met your back and finally pushed you off the boat. “Come on, y/n.“, he was drooling and you looked at him in amusement, “I smell meat!“ - he was already gone - a chuckle escaped your lips at the antics of your captain.

“Cutie-chan“, Sanji gasped dramatically and he grabbed your hands to check if you‘re alright, “are you-„

Zoro‘s grumble interrupted him and the both of them are about to butt heads again; you‘re ready to intervene and prevent the town from getting destroyed by these two but Nami was faster.

“Don‘t you guys have things to do.“, she pointedly stared at Sanji, since he was the one that needed supplies and ingredients for the next few weeks.

Sanji is about to make a flirty remark but stops himself when he sees Nami‘s glare, she pushes him off the deck and Zoro towards your direction, then proceeds to hum around about ‚not having too much fun‘ and your cheeks flush slightly; nonetheless you grin at her and shout back “no promises.“

Zoro looks at you, or well, more like scowls at you and if you didn‘t know any better you‘d think he was mad at you.

Your head tilts slightly to the right - inaudibly asking what‘s wrong.

“It‘s nothing“, he tenses up, and you can see something is bothering him in his eyes - now you could go about this in two ways, either you pester him and force him to tell you or you respect his boundaries and let it be.

You figured he‘d eventually tell you himself once he‘s comfortable enough and let it go, instead you focus on the rumbling town in front of you and smile and start walking, you knew Zoro would follow you either way so you don‘t bother calling out to him.

The both of you check out the shops, while you grab some utilities you also check out the snack vendors, all while Zoro is right behind you following every footstep and holding your bags for you on one arm and the other empty for, probably any worst case scenario he can imagine.

When you see a sword shop out of the corner of your eyes, you smile and turn towards him: “Do you want to check it out?“

He glances at you, then at the shop, he seems to contemplate it, overthink it even; you let out a sigh and step towards the shop: “Come on“, you nudge him, “it‘s at least worth checking out.“ and nudge him into the shop.

You stand beside him, observing him fondly while he checks everything out in deep concentration and gets anything he needs; when you’re ready to check out and leave the store you notice a small dagger - perfect to replace the one that broke recently.

You test out its feeling around your grip and its secureness and smile to yourself in satisfaction - you’ll get this one.

What you fail to notice is your boyfriend staring at you in admiration - for someone so kind you were deadly when threatened - in fact it’s the reason he was so drawn to you in the first place. All you needed was two little daggers and no one stood a chance against you, your bubbly self would disappear and it would almost seem like you had been replaced with the best assassin to walk the earth.

When you glance back at him satisfied with your choice, your breath halts for a moment; the way Zoro was looking at you right now? It almost made your face flush in embarrassment, his eyes were filled with endearment, admiration and something else you can’t pinpoint right now - he always had a hard time vocalizing his feelings for you but he didn’t have to, you always knew how much he cared for you without saying anything.

You clear your throat in an attempt to dissipate the butterflies in your stomach and smile at him: “You got everything?”

He keeps staring at you mesmerized: “yeah, i got everything I need.”, your face flushes slightly and the butterflies you tried to dissipate earlier come back, he didn’t mean just his sword supplies - not with the way he was staring at you.

“Alright.”, you nod and make your way to the cash register and pay up.

Zoro is already outside, leaning against the wall, while waiting for you, when you get out he promptly gets up and walks beside you, he seems to contemplate something, you were about to ask if there’s anything else he wants to check out when grasps your hand. Your face flushes when his large calloused hand wraps around your smaller softer one and you grin brightly - the warmth inside you only growing bigger and bigger.

He looks away, his voice slightly hoarser than before: “I can’t risk getting lost.”, you raise an eyebrow in amusement, his blushing ears clearly betraying his actual thoughts.

“Sure.”, you smirk clearly unconvinced by his reasoning.

Now the both of you walk together, your hands intertwined and you hum happily looking for your next destination.

The both of you walk around more until it’s late in the evening; your feet hurt from walking around all day and you decide to finally go back to the ship.

“Zoro”, you pout, the sting getting worse and worse.

He sighs slightly then proceeds to let go of your hand before he kneels down in front of you: “Hop on.”

The warm feeling in your chest, once again, consumes you - god you love him - you get on his back and wrap your arms around him while he grabs the back of your thighs and picks you up.

Fondly you kiss his cheek: “Thanks, dear.”

He ‘hmphs’ slightly and grumbles: “you’re too light, do you even eat?”

“Y’know I always finish Sanji’s food”, you grin, “you just lift abnormal weights.”

He tenses up slightly when you mention Sanji: “Don’t mention his name.”

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, Sanji and him always fight but he usually didn’t react this badly at his name being mentioned; finally, it clicks in your head and you manage to connect the dots.

“Is this about this morning?”, you lean your head on his.

“I don’t like when he’s being close to you.”, he sighs.

You smile and hold him tighter: “I don’t care for him, in the same way I care for you. No amount of flirting from his side can change that.”

“It’s not that. I trust you, it’s just..”, he seems to gather his thoughts, trying to put them into words and you let him - he needs to realize just how important it is to let you in. His jaw tenses up and he clearly seems uncomfortable being vulnerable, even if it’s you he's talking to. “It just makes me think that I can never be as vocal as him; He doesn’t mind crappy love confessions or public affection.”

It takes you a few seconds to even process his words - was he insecure?

“Zoro”, you motion for him to let you go and you quickly step up before him, grasping his face, “I don’t want crappy love confessions or public affection or anything else, I want you.”

“Ok but what if me being me isn’t good enough at one point and you want to do better - you certainly can, if you want to.”, he looks at you, the uncertainty finally clear in his eyes and it pains you, leaves you wondering for how long he had been harboring such thoughts.

“No, fuck that, I don’t want better, because there is no better.”, you bite your lips slightly, “ for me? You’re the best pick, Zoro. I love you, the way you are and I want nothing more than for you to keep being yourself and it’s not going to change any time soon. You hear me?”, you hold his face once again and genuinely look at him, he needs to believe you, trust that you won’t leave him.

“I’m just being stupid, aren’t I?”, he smiles at you a little stunned.

You smile and shake your head: “No, not stupid. Human.”

He raises an eyebrow slightly at your choice of words but accepts it nonetheless. He kisses your forehead earnestly and once again kneels for you to get on his back.

You grin and hop on, hugging him tightly.

He clears his throat: “I love you, too, by the way.”, your grin brightens - and he says he isn’t the type for crappy love confessions.

Together you guys walk through the bustling town back to the ship, the warm sunset fitting the atmosphere inside your chest.

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slytherinshua · 5 months ago

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DATING LEEHAN AS SUNGHO'S YOUNGER SISTER !

genre. fluff. headcanons. warnings. this is kind of a mess and disorganized cause i was just writing whatever came to mind ++ most of this is pretty sungho focused im ngl?? cause i wanted to focus on the dynamics and how it would be different from just dating leehan headcanons... pairing. leehan x fem!reader (reader is sungho's younger sister). wc. 966. request. requested by anon: I was wondering if you could do headcanons of what it would be like to be sungho’s younger sibling & you’re dating leehan a/n. this idea is rly cute :( and i wanted to do it earlier i swear and we are gonna pretend like this request isn't literally a year old IM SORRY 😞 bye its literally from last july that's embarrassing 😭 BUT IM GETTING TO IT NOW <3

dating leehan when you're sungho's younger sister would be nerve-wracking as hell at the beginning of the relationship, specifically when you need to break the news to sungho

and more-so for leehan because you honestly don't care if sungho doesn't like that you're dating his friends, but you are a bit worried that it'll be awkward at first

whereas leehan is scared shitless because what if sungho suddenly hates him for it???

but sungho barely even blinks when you announce that leehan is your boyfriend because he knew that you had a crush on his friend and he also knew even more that leehan secretly liked you

he wouldn't have ever pictured you two together at first but once he sees how happy you both are, he's totally supportive of the relationship <3

but he does threaten you to never break up with leehan cause he doesn't want it to be awkward between him and his friend lol

sungho isn't particularly overprotective as a brother unless he needs to be, and then he is very protective of you

you two both have a very playful and close relationship, and more often than not you're just in a constant competition of who can annoy the other the most

and when you start dating leehan, sungho gets a massive upper hand in this game

because he knows your boyfriend better than you do at first, especially when it comes to leehan's habits

because leehan always tries to act as charming as he can in front of you

i mean, he's a boy in love, so of course he's always trying to put his best self forward <3

but it becomes quite hard to do that when sungho starts to randomly drop pieces of info about him just to piss you off lmao

poor leehan is caught in the middle of you two bickering and praying that sungho doesn't expose any awful secret to you or something 😭

another thing that would cause some frustration is trying to have any private time with your boyfriend :(

like i said, sungho doesn't strike me as overprotective but he absolutely will randomly open your door when he knows leehan and you are hanging out solely with the purpose of teasing you

does he get a pillow thrown at his head for this? yes.

is it leehan or you who throws it? who knows...

he also loves to make overdramatic gagging noises and disgusted faces whenever you show even an ounce of pda

even if it’s just hugging, sungho will act like it's the most disgusting thing he's ever seen

kissing is a whole other level like he'll deadass tell you two to get a room 😭

leehan originally thought that sungho must know everything about you given that he's literally your brother

but he's extremely disappointed when he realizes that he far surpasses sungho in y/n-knowledge

leehan picks up on everything about you to the point that sungho is the one asking him things 😭

because when your birthday comes around, leehan has a whole list of possible things to get you and do for you

and sungho doesn't even know what your current obsession is

but something that sungho finds really wholesome about your relationship with leehan from an older brother perspective is how you match his interests :(

you'll absolutely do anything with leehan and engage in all of his obsessions, just like he does with you

and sungho likes watching that happen cause he does truly adore both of you

and he learns to adore both of you together more than separate

he hates when he has to be a bridge between you two whenever you get into an argument though

he'll have to hear both sides of it before deciding which side he's on

because while he'd love to pick your side every time and put family first, he knows that sometimes you get into stupid fights over nothing

and leehan is usually pretty reasonable

when it is actually leehan's fault, sungho is pissed though

and if leehan didn't already feel awful about fighting with you, he now has to hear sungho give him an earful on how he better not make you cry ever again

basically when you are happy and leehan is happy, sungho is happy too

except when he's forced to be a third-wheel, then he's questioning why he ever allowed this relationship to exist

yk that question of like "if you had to introduce your sister to one of the members, who would it be?" yeah sungho had always hated that question

but after months of leehan and you dating, he realizes that it's a lot better that you're dating one of his members than a random guy he's never met

because he knows leehan is a good person and wouldn't play with your heart or treat you badly ever and it makes him really excited that two of the people closest to him are in love :( it's wholesome

i rambled a lot about sungho so let me talk a bit about leehan <3

he always finds it funny when he sees pieces of sungho in you and he always points it out

any mannerism or preference that you have that is similar to sungho's, leehan finds it so interesting!!

he loves to play into sungho's disgust at pda by giving you a kiss whenever he enters the room

or when you steal his hoodie and sungho catches onto it, leehan just wears the biggest most proud smile ever :( he's so in love with you and wants to show you off everywhere he goes

overall dating leehan as sungho's little sister just means a whole lot of extra teasing and your brother being utterly disgusted but secretly endeared at your relationship at every turn

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oursecretways · 6 months ago

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“Look at all those chickens’’

OT8 × Reader notes: ngl this all started with me seeing a chicken art on my feed and I realized I want a couple dozen now lol, so enjoy my first imagine/drabbles. Also, sorry it got so late by the time I have finished this, I will revisit to edit this and that is why it got shorter and shorter at the end 😭 (Forbidden feelings coming soon♡︎) word count: 598 warning(s): none just pure fluff

Chan:

He would just look at you dumbfounded: what are you two going to do with these chickens? He knows you didn't think it through, he isn't mad at you, secretly loves all of them and wants to buy at least the same amount so you can have little chicken pairs.

Already thinking about buying a farm far away from everyone where you can have goats and baby cows, maybe some horse and of course dogs and cats. Heck, he would even buy you a whole zoo just to make sure his little princess has all the animals she can possibly think of.

Minho:

He would tease you with feeding them to his kids, enjoying how your face scrunches up from the thought. Deep inside, he is intrigued by them, and slowly warming up to the idea of having a bunch of baby chicks.

He also says up until the AM to look for chicken coops and things he can build for them so they can play and have a comfortable place to stay. He is trying to be secretive about it to surprise you and to not blow up his cover.

Changbin:

He would literally hold back tears and show you all the pictures he has saved on his phone about baby farm animals. He is a softie and you always knew it.

He names all of them silly names and feeling quite happy about them until one poops on his floor… he might be in for a wild ride with figuring out how to potty-train chickens.

Hyunjin:

He already wants to make sketches of you and your kids, thinking about poses he could have you hold them so he can make sure he gives justice to your beauty. Feels overjoyed by this new milestone you two accomplished: having a dozen of little feathery kids.

Han:

For a solid minute, he laughs, not thinking you are being for real. Then, when he realized he was happy, he named all of them names like pip, peep, squeak, lil pip jr. and the list could go on and on.

After a week or so of having them, he started “teaching” them how to fly, making you watch it in horror. But let's face it, he is so clumsy he has dropped one or two of them accidentally when you weren't home.

Felix:

As soon as you opened the box, his eyes light up, living that Stardew fantasy with you. He makes lots of pictures of them, you with the chicks, and his own SKZOO. He sends the latter picture to the group chat with the boys, announcing that BbokAri somehow ended up being a father and that the mother left them. You just laughed at the soap opera he suddenly started to write about his own merch plushie, but you didn't stop him.

Seungmin:

You showed him while the others were there as well, bragging about your new-found family with Minnie. Everyone was over the moon about how adorable they were, except your boyfriend, who simply told Felix that he thinks they are his kids, delivering it with the stone-cold expression he mastered probably at birth.

I.N.:

He gets super excited, although finds it a bit silly. Said a joke along the lines of must've cheated with Felix's SKZOO, which earned a chuckle from you.

As he starts to play with them, one immediately pinches him with its beak making you forget about your kids and making sure that your boyfriend is okay, babying him just a little more.

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generational-atrophy · 4 months ago

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So, I saw that you would write for Fyodor rn, and if you want to, could you write him with a S/o that doesn't really understand, or acts on their emotions, because, I often struggle with making decisions and just use weird ways to make them (': (I kinda use something similar as when you would pluck a flower and pluck its petals? yeah-)

Also, please ignore this req if you don't want to do it ((:

fyodor dostoevsky with an indecisive s/o

0.4k words ~ gender neutral headcanons

tw: emotional manipulation, infantilization, toxic relationships

a/n: if you guys want me to make fyodor nice you have to request that specifically sorry. he loves all of you very much but thats kind of a curse on you ngl

Fyodor is a very… particular man, to put it lightly. It’s a frustrating habit of his for you, but to be fair, it’s what’s allowed him to thrive all these centuries. One of those unfortunate particularities is that he… doesn’t love an indecisive person.

He finds that it shows a weak character, that you struggle to find an all-guiding principle like he does. But, he’d be willing to set that idea aside. For you. And only you.

Once he stops holding it against you, he does discover something wonderful in that “awful” trait of yours. Being indecisive means you’ll take his answer at the first chance.

You might even start coming to him with all your problems, asking him to decide away your life for you. Now that, he absolutely adores. Normally he would have to rip the independence out of you, but you’re oh-so willing to do that part yourself. Perfect.

Soon enough, he might just entirely stop asking for your input. After all,

“It’s not like you had an answer anyway, did you? Maybe you should allow me to do the thinking from now on, dearest.”

After that, it’s rare that you get the chance to answer anything for yourself (considering it’s even rarer for you to be in public without Fyodor.) Before you even have the chance to begin to trouble yourself with a decision, he swiftly cuts you off.

But, if you’re adamant about remaining an independent member of society, it’s unlikely he’d help you with anything less than a life-changing decision. Whenever you ask, he’ll leave you alone with your thoughts, letting you do whatever meaningless rituals you usually use when coming up with a decision.

Of course, he’ll always scold and belittle you after you regret that decision, though. The more childish the game you choose, the more cruel he can be. He thinks of it as a mercy, as “training the indecisiveness out of you.”

“You’re disappointed? Well, what did you expect? It must be difficult even for you to believe that doing… that, would’ve given you a logical answer.”

(Although, really, he’s just holding a grudge over the fact that you chose some silly wive’s tale over him. Picking petals? See, this is why you can’t be TRUSTED with yourself, Y/N!)

So, basically, Fyodor might choose an indecisive S/O on purpose! But… only because it makes it so much easier for him to tell you what to do. So… maybe stay away? (Unless you’re into that, I guess.)

#bsd tag #fyodor x y/n #fyodor dostoevsky x reader #bsd fyodor x reader #fyodor dostoevsky x y/n #fyodor x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #fyodor tag

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idksmtms · 4 months ago

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You Are Not One of Us (Poseidon x Norse Goddess!reader) - Part 7

Full Request Part

Part 6 << PART7 >> Part 8

AN: I am so so sorry that this took me so long! I’m ngl, I lost a bit of inspiration for this for a while but I kinda forced myself to sit down and write it and it felt really good to finish something I felt I had given up on! I tried to make it a big one to make up for all the time I was gone!

I also went back and read all the Anon messages I got from so many people and they really helped me, so thank you to absolutely everyone and all the anons who contributed ideas. I def included some in this part (and the coming parts) so if you spot it, I hope you enjoy it!

Also, for the timing of his birthday versus when he started at Yancy Academy, IDK guys, I made it up. I don’t actually know about when he started versus when his birthday was so just… let it go ig.

ALSO, I copied the dialogue for the diner scene almost verbatim from the show so I can’t take credit for writing that, but the descriptions attached to the dialogue are still mine.

PS. I got a new divider that I love heheheh

Also, I really hope y’all notice the significance of each of his birthday presents because I worked so unnecessarily hard on those.

Summary: In one place, Percy grows up with his Aunt Sally, dealing with the struggles of being a demigod child. In another, you try to pretend you haven’t just given up your son and a life you have always wanted. Neither world is going as one would hope.

Word count: 7.3k

Trigger Warnings: she/her pronouns, AFAB reader, profanity, innuendo, age gap (even tho they are both thousands of years old), personal insecurity, insecurity about one’s parenting, absentee parents technically, light angst, Percy believing there is something wrong with him, negative view of one’s own ADHD and dyslexia, any warnings associated with Percy’s adventures, (please let me know if I missed any)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Percy Jackson and the Olympians characters. I do not claim to own any of the Percy Jackson and the Olympians characters. I do not own any pictures used nor do I claim to do so.

Always appreciate comments, likes, and reblogs :)

When you returned to Valhalla, you tried to put on a brave face. Your return was denoted by a grand feast, and the Aesir were simply so happy to see you return no one questioned the way you occasionally turned away to brush off stray tears or gazed at Yggdrasil as if you wanted to see into one of the worlds nestled in its branches. But aside from all of that, you were rather good at pretending to be happy. You drank a few sips of ale for every mug Thor drained, you danced half the night with Baldur, and you sat cosied up with Loki, ready to listen to whatever story of his latest shenanigans he wished to bestow on you. Everyone was happy. Things were as they were meant to be.

As the sun began to creep toward the horizon and the Aesir made their way out of the grand hall, you found yourself walking with Odin back to your old quarters in Valhalla. When he first came up to you as you stood from the feast table, he had wrapped you up in his arms, whispering how he was happy at your return. Even now, he occasionally turns to look at you with his remaining eye and smiles gently. The walk was peaceful, quiet, a stillness in the air at that hour just before dawn.

“Do you know what I gave up my eye for?” He asked out of the blue. You furrowed your eyebrows, tilting your head and looking at him almost incredulously.

“Of course, all the gods know, you sacrificed your eye for all the knowledge of the world.”

“Hm,” he nodded. Then he stopped in the hallway and turned to fully face you. You clasped your hands in front of you, heart suddenly beating just a little faster. “Did you know that this also means I know about Perseus?”

You could suddenly hear the blood rushing in your ears. You could see Odin in front of you, but you also couldn’t. Your hands were sweaty and your dress was suddenly tight around your ribs. You looked up at him, shallow breaths blowing from your lips. But then Odin smiled, a small sad smile that somehow broke your heart just that little bit more.

“I am the only one that knows, and it should be kept that way.” He reached out and caressed your cheek, and you closed your eyes, a tear slipping down your cheek that he wiped away. “If it were different, I would have cherished meeting him.” Then he pulled away and walked back in the direction of the feasting hall. You listened to his footsteps fade away, before entering the room you had left behind for millenia.

Every year, without fail, it rained on Percy’s birthday. When he first noticed, he thought it meant something special. That there was something magical out there, wishing him well. Whatever higher power was out there, they knew he loved to swim, to be in the water, and they sent the rain just for him. As he grew, he began simply chalking it up to weather patterns. August was just the time of year when rain happened upon the city. It wasn’t anything special, this was simply the one part of his life where he was lucky.

Sally knew it was a blessing. She knew it was his father, celebrating the day in the best way he knew how, sending a message to Percy in the only way he could. She always took Percy outside, regardless of if the rain became a storm. She knew Percy would be safe in the rain. They made it a habit to go onto the fire-escape when the rain was at its worst, and they would spin around and dance and laugh.

In all the time Sally had spent raising Percy, through all the challenges and the struggles, she never failed to notice how alike to his mother he was. Percy, seemingly since he was born, was obsessed with the colour blue. He only wanted to eat blue food, only wanted to wear blue clothes (it took a lot of convincing to introduce other colours to his wardrobe) and all the toys he chose were blue. He had an immense sweet tooth, and every time she watched him bite into a blue chocolate chip cookie, she fondly remembered the afternoon she had sat with his mother and watched the ravenous pregnant woman devour an entire tray of those same cookies. He smiled brightly and constantly, always happy and mischievous, just like his mother. But he was also trapped like his mother. He also cried like his mother. And most of all, both good and bad, he loved just as sincerely, as fiercely as his mother.

Every year on Percy’s birthday, this fierce love was demonstrated. A surprise present would arrive, wrapped in shiny blue wrapping paper with only ‘To Percy Jackson’ written on it in loopy, elegant handwriting. Each year the box contained something different, something odd but somehow heartwarming and special. Sometimes he didn’t know why in the world someone would send him these things, but they felt important, and he kept them lined up on the chest of drawers opposite his bed, and counted them each night before he went to bed. At least when he was still living at home. He even had presents from years he didn’t remember, going all the way from his first birthday to his latest.

On his first birthday, he had apparently received a spool of golden thread. For the life of him he couldn’t understand why someone would give a one year old thread. It’s a choking hazard! What were they thinking?! But it was beautiful and shiny, and sometimes he thought it might just be real gold, but he didn’t want to find out if it was. It somehow felt… more than just something for money. He used it only for the most important things, but however much he seemed to unravel, the thread never seemed to end.

On his second birthday, the package was smaller. Sally sat him up and unwrapped it in front of him to reveal a little toy throne. It was small, about the size of an adult hand, and made of hard resin. It was so intricate, coloured like the ocean, even white and frothy in some places, and looked as if it was made with the whorls of the ocean. It had been his favourite little toy for a long time.

His third birthday present was simply a feather. It was beautiful, and no matter how much he crushed the fibres or threw it around, it never lost its perfect shape. It came with a flat metal stand that had a little foam rectangle in the centre so he could stick the tip of the feather into it and leave it as a decoration. The metal stand was simply labelled ‘Pegasus’ and three year old Percy staunchly believed it was a feather from the wing of a Pegasus. Even at the ripe old age of thirteen he sometimes still liked to hope it was a feather from Pegasus, simply so he could believe that magic existed.

For his fourth birthday, he received a framed painting. Even at four years old he thought it was weird, and he still believed it was an absolutely insane present to get a four year old. A painting? Seriously? It was beautiful though, and he appreciated it a lot more once he was older than he did at the time. He didn’t know where it was supposed to show, there was no date and no artist’s signature. The edges showed that the viewer was looking through the mouth of a cave onto some type of secret hidden lake. Trees surrounded the lake, and it had the most beautiful clear water. The artist had even depicted the rocks at the bottom, and sometimes, in the quietest and stillest moments of the day, if he looked really hard at the painting, he could almost see the water lapping at the shore. He could almost hear the gentle chirp of birds and the soft rustle of leaves. The entire painting always made him feel so odd, as if he could feel someone’s else's memories, someone else’s feelings. Someone had been happy there once, but now they only looked at it with sadness, as if a wonderful day by the lake had been ruined by a fight in the car on the way home.

His fifth birthday present was just as odd as the rest of them. He still didn’t quite understand why someone had gifted him five oysters with pearls inside of them. He didn’t believe the pearls were real (that was the only reason he hadn’t pawned or sold them off so he could get some extra money for his Aunt Sally) simply because he had never seen an oyster like that. No one had, not even google. He thought they were pretty though, and kept them lined up on the back of his nightstand rather than on the chest of drawers.

His favourite birthday present, from all those he had ever received, came on his sixth birthday. It was a conch shell, bigger than both the palms of his hands put together, with a dark blue colour that slowly faded to white as it twisted in on itself. Normally when he held it up to his ear, he could hear the sea, but unlike any other conch he had ever listened to. He could hear waves crashing, he could hear the ruffling and snuffling sort of sound they made as they frothed onto the shore. He could hear the swoosh as the waves pulled back. He could even hear the distant sort of gurgling a person hears when they’re underwater in the ocean, the sound of water moving about you. But then, at the darkest parts of the night, when he couldn’t sleep for whatever reason and pressed the shell to his ear, he could hear a gentle voice whispering ‘I love you’. It was soft, but calming and loving, the kind of ‘I love you’ a father whispers to his son just as he puts him to bed. He had never heard the voice before, but secretly he always wished it was somehow the voice of his own father. He tried not to think about that as much anymore. His father simply wasn’t here.

A little zombie looking figurine arrived for his seventh birthday. This one felt a little more kid-appropriate, and he had loved playing with it when he was still into action figures. For a while he hadn’t known what character it was supposed to be, because while it looked like a zombie, it didn’t really look like the zombie figurines he had seen some of the other kids play with. The little circle that connected the two feet of the figurine was engraved with the word ‘Draugr’ and Aunt Sally had had to google that for him. The stories had scared him so much that for a while he had hidden the figure in the back of his toybox.

By the time his eighth birthday had rolled around, he had begun to grow an interest in Greek mythology and the stories of Greek heroes. When he received a little storybook on Perseus and his adventures, he had asked Sally if she was the one sending him the secret presents. It had to be his Aunt Sally. She knew he liked Greek mythology, she had been the one to tell him that he was named after Perseus. Sure, the earlier gifts had been really weird, but maybe she had just become a better gift-giver over time? But Aunt Sally denied it, and when they opened the book, a little picture had been put in as a bookmark. It depicted a cabin high up on the cliffs of the fjords, small but homely looking, and it was simply marked with the word Norway in the bottom corner in that same loopy handwriting. Sally had simply replied “see, it can’t be from me because I’ve never even been to Norway. Plus, kid, have you ever seen me write that neatly?” He had sat there and read the entire book, pushing through even though the letters bounced around and sometimes he had to look completely away to be able to try and focus again. He kept the picture in the book and the book on his nightstand as well. Though he had read it countless times, thumbed each page a million times, the book still looked good as new.

On his ninth birthday he got… a jar of sand. He was pretty disappointed at first, staring at it for a whole minute after he had taken it out of the wrapping. But then he saw that a little label had been pasted onto the top of the metal lid of the jar that simply said ‘Montauk’ and he realised it must be from the beach in front of the cabins they went to every year. It was seemingly sentimental, and it had made Aunt Sally smile all sad and happy and teary that he had told her to keep it in her room, so it would stay safe.

On his tenth birthday, he only received an envelope. It was made of the same shimmery blue paper as the wrapping of all the other gifts he had ever received, and it had the same loopy handwriting, but it had been pushed under the door. Aunt Sally usually got her letters from the box downstairs, he had thought it was weird, but she had told him not to worry, that this must be special because it was his birthday. The only thing in the envelope was a picture. It was square, and about the size of a polaroid, but glossy like it had been taken by a digital camera and printed at some fancy shop. He couldn’t quite tell what it was at first. It looked like it was taken underwater, he could see little flecks of seaweed floating and sand that had been kicked up by the waves and little bubbles here and there. He could see the sandy floor as well, the way some of it was mid-movement with the waves. ‘Midnight on Montauk - where the water meets the sand’ was written on the back, and he thought it was weird that he had gotten two gifts from Montauk now. Nevertheless, he pinned the picture to the corkboard above his chest of drawers.

On his eleventh birthday he got a gold coin. He was so excited at first. This was the first time he had ever gotten money as a present, let alone a frickin’ gold coin! He had even promised Aunt Sally he would take her out for ice cream with the money from the coin. But then he had looked at it again and realised that it was stamped with a trident on both sides. He had suddenly deflated, thinking it was some kind of gimmick coin they sold at souvenir shops (this gift-giver seemed to be way too sentimental) but Aunt Sally had quickly pressed it into his palm and told him to keep it very very safe. He kept it on him at all times now. At least some of his jeans had that little seemingly useless pocket, making it easy for him to carry it around.

His last birthday, the one right before everything went wrong for the millionth time and got him sent to Yancy Academy, had brought a flat box filled with shredded paper. Nestled inside it was a framed weather report from the day he had been born. At the top was the cut out of a headline ‘Largest Storm to Ever Hit Montauk and all of New York’. Below it, there were a bunch of different images, from graphs about the intensity of the rainfall to satellite images of the eye of the storm and the area it covered. He thought it was kind of funny, and he put it up proudly on the chest of drawers. That day was the first time in a long time he had thought the rain on his birthday really meant something again. Maybe it wasn’t something special for him, maybe it was just the weather remembering the storm it had put on that day, and sending some rain in its memory. But it meant something.

Grover heard whispers in his dreams. He never quite remembered what they were, never quite remembered what they said, but he knew that something whispered to him in his sleep. A woman, a soft, lilting voice that sounded just out of reach, was all that he had gleaned thus far. He didn’t know if the forces were good or bad, where the voice came from, but whenever he awoke there was a small niggling feeling inside him that he should be doing something. Deep in the pit of his stomach he felt like he had to be outside Camp Half-Blood, had to be chasing something or maybe finding something. It was an itch that no other satyr duty seemed to satiate. No amount of berries collected, animal cages cleaned, campfires attended made him forget the voice, forget the desire to follow its orders, whatever they may be.

When he got his next mission to escort a demigod back to the camp, everything seemed to click into place inside him. When he was told that he would be responsible for bringing Percy Jackson safely back to the camp, it was like the gods themselves had come in and soothed whatever had been writhing inside him. This was what he had been waiting for. This was what the whispers had commanded for him. And somehow, he knew that this was the most important journey in his entire life…

Three days before Percy’s twelfth birthday, a blue butterfly landed on his hand as he sat outside his latest school. It was the end of his first official week at Yancy Academy, and the school was rather… daunting. All the kids looked at him like he was dirt beneath their shoes and nothing seemed to be clicking with him. He was trying his best. When the kids whispered about him, he ignored it. When they started messing with his things, he just asked his teachers for new notebooks and moved on. Whatever they did, he chose to try peace and quiet. He didn’t want to make life even more difficult for his Aunt Sally, she was already doing everything she could to make sure he had a decent school to go to; this was their last chance and he wasn’t going to be the one that screwed it up.

He sighed and rested his elbows on his crossed legs, staring out at the yard. If nothing else, at least Yancy had a nice garden to look at. He hadn’t noticed the fluttering little creature until it was directly in his line of sight. It took a few turns around in front of his face before landing directly on the tip of his nose. The little legs were slightly ticklish and he breathed out of his mouth to resist the urge to sneeze.

It was beautiful. It almost glowed in the light, like a haze was surrounding its edges, and he reached up to gently touch the tip of its wing. It shattered right in front of his eyes, like a glass breaking against the floor. The little pieces floated all around and landed on his clothes, sticking to his jeans. He stared at his lap, wide eyed. What the- He closed his eyes and took three deep breaths in, a technique one of the many councillors had taught him to try and re-centre himself in the world. When he opened his eyes again, the pieces were still there, like glitter all over his clothes, but they were beginning to fade.

Percy stared at his clothes, at the fading pieces of a butterfly that had somehow flown directly to him then shattered like glass, and stood up with a determination to forget this ever happened. He shook his head, as if to shake his brain into action. It wasn’t real. It couldn’t be. No one would believe him anyway. This was just another pegasus in the window. He wouldn’t speak of it until the next time he was at home. Aunt Sally could calm him down, Aunt Sally would make him feel better and they would solve this. There was just something fundamentally wrong with him, they needed to fix it soon. With a clench of his fist, he walked back inside, only to bump directly into someone who quickly introduced themselves as Grover Underwood….

“And then Grover beat me, Aunt Sally!” Percy told her excitedly as they sat at the dining table ravenously devouring stacks of blue pancakes. Sally smiled down at the boy, reaching forward and ruffling his curly hair as he shoved another forkful into his mouth.

“Grover sounds awesome, I’m glad you guys found each other,” she told him happily, pretending like the satyr hadn’t already introduced himself as Percy’s guardian. “If you want, you can invite him up here today, we can have a little birthday party.”

“Nah, todays about you and me Aunt Sally,” he smiled brightly up at her, syrup painting the corners of his mouth, and she stood up to press a kiss to the top of his head.

“Alright then mister, have I got plans for you this weekend! I was gonna get us passes for the waterpark today but I knew it was gonna rain so it’s been postponed for tomorrow. Today will start with a swim at the indoor pool in a country club in Manhattan! Someone I know gave me her pass for the weekend,” Sally giggled, reaching out to high five Percy as he exclaimed ‘no way!’.

“Is it Denise? I love Denise,” Percy asked excitedly, momentarily forgetting his plate.

“No, I mentioned to one of my regular customers that it’s your birthday this weekend and that you love to swim so she got us signed up as her guests for the weekend!” Sally explained, smiling triumphantly.

Though she always tried her hardest, sometimes she felt like Percy missed out on a better life because she didn’t make enough money. But Percy simply jumped up and hugged her tightly, whispering a ‘thank you’ against her ear.

“Hold on, you haven’t even heard the entire plan!” She exclaimed, laughing as he pulled away and raised his hands as if in surrender. “Ok, so, then we’re gonna go get ice cream, I found this cool place near the country club that has a bunch of blue ice creams and I thought we could get a scoop of each so we have those cones piled with like ten scoops. Then we’ll come back here for a mov-”

There was a knock at the door. Sally frowned for a second, turning to the door, but there was no other sound and she looked back to Percy as something dawned on her. She smiled gently, a rather wistful look in her eyes all of a sudden, and got up from where she was sitting adjacent to him.

“That must be your special present.” Percy swallowed his latest too-big mouthful and got up from the table to meet Aunt Sally in the hallway.

It was cube shaped this time, about the size of both his palms put together, and it had simply been left in front of their door. Sally brought the box inside and they stood by the window to look at it in the dim grey light from outside. It was covered in that same shiny blue wrapping paper as every other year, and his name was written in that same loopy style with a fresh black pen. His face was contorted in confusion and he took it from Sallys hands, ripping through the wrapping paper to the baby blue cardboard box beneath. He opened that too and Sally watched on curiously as he pulled out something wrapped in bubble wrap. Percy pulled the little pieces of tape holding it together and unfolded the sheet of wrapping to find a snowglobe nestled inside.

The little stand that the orb was perched on was a blue so dark it was almost black, and smooth, without any engraving or description of the scene inside the ball. The globe itself showed a little scene of what looked like a campground, with lots of cabins and a big bonfire in the middle. It even had a little sign pointing in different directions, and had an open-air pavilion near the edge. It was cute, a little fancy, but he had no idea why in the world someone would send this to him. He had never been to camp before, but especially not this camp, whatever it was. He held it up to Sally and frowned at it.

“I have no idea where this is,” he told her, but she was staring at it so intensely that he paused. Percy raised an eyebrow and pushed it toward her. “You know where this is? Have you been here before?” At first Sally didn’t answer, because yes, she knew where it was, she knew exactly what the snow globe was showing her, and she knew that it was a message. It meant that soon, she would have to say goodbye to Percy, and soon Percy would know everything she had been hiding from him his entire life.

“It’s a campground, right?” She asked nonchalantly, “it’s cute though, I like it. Keep it on your dresser, I’m sure one day you’ll know more about it.” And she shrugged as if that day wasn’t coming very soon.

Percy shrugged in return and went to his room to put the snowglobe on the dresser. A beam of sunlight had broken through the clouds and sparkled in the rain right onto his dresser. The water in the painting looked like it was moving again, and a phantom wind ruffled the fibres on the feather. He put the snowglobe between them carefully, directly in the light of the sun, and a little bit of glitter in the globe shined directly onto his eye. He squinted and bent down to look at it again. There, hidden behind one of the cabins because of the way he had been holding it earlier, was a tiny blue butterfly. It was so small it was easy to miss, but it looked exactly like the butterfly that had come to him. Percy felt his heart begin to race. Surely this was a coincidence. He blinked and rubbed his eyes roughly, then looked down at the snowglobe again. It was still there. The butterfly almost looked like it flapped its wings in the sunlight. No, surely not, this was just another sign that he was going crazy, that there was something really wrong with him.

Percy shoved the snowglobe behind the painting and walked right back out to find Aunt Sally. She was sitting on the sofa waiting for him, smiling when he came over to her, but quickly her lips drooped into a frown at the look on his face.

“Hey buddy, what’s wrong?” She asked, pulling him down to sit beside her.

“Aunt Sally, I seriously think there’s something wrong with me. It’s happening again, it’s exactly like the horse on the rooftop and I-I don’t kno-”

“Hey. Ok, let’s take a deep breath. Ok, good, one, two, three, four, ok now big release. Alright, good, now, start from the beginning.” She gently cupped his cheek for a moment before folding her hands in her lap and watching his face.

“I was sitting in the garden at Yancy, I don’t know, I’d had kind of a crummy day, I guess, but then suddenly this butterfly came fluttering to me. Aunt Sally, I have never seen a butterfly like that. It’s like it wasn’t real. It was all shiny and like-like it was glowing? I don’t know, it just didn’t seem like it actually existed. But it came right up to me and landed on my nose. And I thought that was so cool, so I kinda just reached up and touched it. I mean, I didn’t even really touch it, the tip of my finger kinda just brushed it, but then it burst. I don’t even know, it shattered like it was made of glass. And that’s crazy because that’s not possible. Animals don’t shatter like that, nothing real shatters like that and just disappears. It broke into glitter and was all over me! I was trying to brush it off but it-it just wouldn’t come off, and then slowly, it just started to… fade away. Just like that. Ugh, I don’t know Aunt Sally, I seriously think there’s something wrong with me. I mean, it’s not normal to be seeing visions, even I know that.”

“There’s nothing wrong with you. I believe you,” she added simply, staring at him as if everything he had just said was the most important words to ever have come out of someone’s mouth.

“What?” Percy tilted his head and looked at her with a frown, as if suddenly she was the crazy one, not him.

“I believe you. I believe that that happened to you, but we’ll talk about that some other time.” She smiled sadly at him, reaching out to gently brush the hair away from his forehead. Percy scoffed, pulling back from her slightly.

“What does that even mean? You just said you believed me, we need to talk about it now.”

“Percy, when the time is right, we’ll talk about it,” Sally sighed, knowing she couldn’t delay this conversation for much longer. She just wanted him to be a kid as long as possible… “But today is your birthday, and we’re supposed to be having fun before you go back to school. So come on,” she clapped her hands and stood up, “there is a bag of blue jelly beans sitting in the kitchen with your name on it!” She sing-songed.

“But Aunt Sally-”

“Percy. Some other time.” Her lips were set in a line and her tone left no more room for argument. Sally left him to go to her room to start packing a backpack with stuff they would need for the pool, while Percy made his way to the kitchen and began slowly chewing on blue jelly beans, his mind stuck on the butterfly.

That night, after a long day of swimming, and a little too much sugar, Sally sat in the middle of little garden they had made on their floor of the fire escape and let the rain douse her. She had already shoved a hungover Gabe into bed and locked the door on him in case he wanted to come back out and make any noise that disturbed Percy, and now, under the rain, she let her thoughts wander to the past thirteen years.

Life with Percy had been as beautiful and loving as it had been difficult. She had known, from the beginning, that Percy would not be a normal kid. As much as his parents wanted him to be, as much as she wanted it for him, it simply wouldn’t happen. He was too special, the product of two worlds too incomprehensible.

She remembered all the calls to schools. He couldn’t sit still, he couldn’t learn, he was too ‘disruptive’, too ‘distracted’. Each time it boiled her blood, broke her heart, because he wasn’t even made for this world, but these people had the audacity to reduce this child to what they considered bad things. She remembered all the times he would cry, clinging to her with his little hands wondering why he couldn’t be like the other kids, why he couldn’t focus like other kids or why he couldn’t study like the other kids, why he didn’t have parents like the other kids…

She remembered the first time she had told little Percy about his dad. How excited he had been to learn that somewhere out there, he did have parents, parents who loved him and wanted to be with him but for some inexplicable reason, couldn’t. She had seen the way he had slowly dismissed that childish hope as he grew up, how he stopped asking about his mom, how he stopped wondering if he looked like his dad. He never asked anymore.

The day she had used the coin suddenly floated to the front of her mind as she wiped the water from her eyes. She remembered it vividly. It had been a bad day. The baddest of days at that point. Percy was struggling, and she was on edge. There was a storm. It was still the years when she had been scared of storms, when they reminded her of the day Percy was born, the fear in Y/n’s eyes, the pain in Poseidon’s. She had driven them away from yet another school and decided to stop at a diner for lunch. Maybe ice cream would improve Percy’s mood.

They had eaten in silence, neither of them ready to talk to the other. She had tried to make a few jokes before the food came, hoping to lift Percy’s mood, but he had simply pushed the salt and pepper shakers around the table and mumbled answers to her. After that she had given up on her attempts and sat in silence, staring out of the window and stewing in her own struggles. Maybe this was her breaking point, she thought. Maybe this was the moment when she couldn’t raise Percy anymore. She was struggling, and the last thing she wanted to do was to ruin his life because she couldn’t cope with raising a godly child. What could she do? No one could understand her situation, she couldn’t even talk to anyone about it. Was this the time to send him to camp? Was it the time to let him go, for his sake? Tears had begun to prick at her eyes but she wiped them away as the server had come by.

They had finished their mains, and she had ordered a sundae for Percy in as excited a voice as she could manage, glad to see a little smile begin to curl at his lips. The server had engaged with him as well, asking him what toppings he wanted and how many ‘extras’ to add before telling the chef he wanted chocolate sauce. She had smiled at the server in thanks before telling Percy to stay put as she got up from the stall and went to the bar to settle the bill.

At the bar, she asked for a glass of tap water and the bill, and when the bartender had deposited both, she pulled a coin out of her pocket. It was gold, and had tridents embossed on both sides. Even though she’d had it for years now, it hadn’t lost its shine. She brought the cup of water closer to her and flipped the coin over it, watching it twist in the air before falling into the water with a little ‘plonk’. She closed her eyes and whispered two names to herself, over and over and over. A crack of thunder shook through the diner, as if the storm was right overhead. She opened her eyes and stared into the glass of water as the door to the diner opened and someone walked in. The stool beside her was pulled out, and someone settled onto it with a slight creak. The sleeve of their shirt brushed against hers and the smell of salty sea air suddenly seemed to waft around her. She closed her eyes and whispered one of the names again, but nothing changed. Tears pricked at her eyes again, and she stared ahead of her, unable, unwilling, to look at the man that had settled down beside her.

“This isn’t fair,” she whispered, a tear escaping down her cheek.

“No, it isn’t,” he replied quietly, his gruff voice comforting and painful at the same time.

“And I am failing.” She clenched her hands around the cup of water at the uncomfortable truth of it all. More tears slipped out of her eyes now, easier than the first.

“No, you’re not,” he answered instantly, and still neither of them looked at each other. For all anyone knew, they were strangers sitting beside each other at a bar. Sally closed her eyes and gulped, her eyes fluttering open as breathing became just that little more painful as she tried to keep a handle on herself.

“I’m going to take him to camp,” she told him, releasing her grip around the glass of water and pushing it forward slightly.

“Are you sure?” He asked simply, as if it was a casual decision, but she could still hear the gravity in the statement.

“What choice do I have?” She whispered, “he and I living together in the city…” she paused, taking in a deep breath, “it’s starting to attract attention from your world.” He didn’t say anything, just pressed his lips together and stared at the floor behind the bar with an intensity that would make it crack if he truly wanted it to. “A winged horse followed him to school.” She let the statement settle into the air. “It saw him, he saw it. Sooner or later it’s not gonna be just pretty things that are following him,” she breathed out, shaking her head slightly and looking up to the ceiling as the tears pushed from her eyes again.

It was so painful to sit here, mere steps from Percy, with the father he couldn’t meet. It was so painful, knowing that soon she would have to let him go, to let him fight his own battles. It was so painful knowing that there were forces much bigger than her little self, controlling everything, and making life so difficult for the beautiful little boy sitting just over there.

“At camp, he will be safe,” she nodded to herself, taking a sharp breath in and staring at the ceiling, trying to convince herself that this was the best idea.

“You don’t want him at camp,” he answered simply, as if he could look into her mind and see everything that she was thinking, as if he could look directly at her heart and see the immense amount of love she felt for that child.

“No,” she breathed out painfully, “no, I don’t,” and she almost began crying with the words, clenching her eyes shut and shaking her head.

“Tell me why,” he stated as he stared down at the wood of the bar but his attention was fully on her.

“You don’t wanna know why,” she scoffed lightly, shaking her head and looking to the ceiling again. Then she smiled, a rueful, exasperated little smile as he let out a huff of a chuckle.

“Probably not. But you have no one to say it to, and maybe that’s the most unfair part of it.” He paused, just for a moment, but her heart began to feel a little lighter somehow. “You say it, and I will listen.” They were silent, sitting together and listening to the quiet sounds of the bar, the clinking of spoons and glasses and plates, the rush of water inside the dishwasher.

“I want him to know who he is, before your worlds try to tell him who they want him to be,” her voice was forceful, verging on spiteful. “He is better than that, he has better things in him than that.” She was full of conviction, this was a truth she knew better than anything else in the world. Poseidon continued staring at the bar as he spoke.

“Then you have your answer. He’s going to go to school, and he’s going to learn things you can’t teach him there, and it’s going to be hard for the both of you. And it’s going to be torture for the both of you. But he will be stronger for it on the other side. His aunt raised him well.” And her tears flowed again, as if something in her chest released but brought with it a stabbing pain of everything that could not be.

“Do you wanna talk to him?” She asked through tears, hoping against all hope that he would say yes. “I know you shouldn’t,” she began, trying to convince him somehow. “Maybe just hear his voice,” she whispered, but there was another crack of thunder in the sky, and Poseidon turned away, listening as if he could hear things she could not.

“One day,” he simply whispered, and when she looked up to finally meet his eyes, to finally look at him again after so many years, no one was sitting there.

She sat at the bar for another few minutes, staring into the glass of water as if it had all the answers, but not one reason floated up for the absence of the boy’s mother.

For thirteen years, you watched your son’s life in snippets. It was like a faulty connection on a tv, darkness one moment, then a flash of Percy smiling as he opened the new mystery present that had been left at his door. A moment of beauty and excitement as you watched him uncover pieces of the world that you and his father had created, the world that led to his being. Then darkness once more, a year of knowing nothing about his life no matter how hard you tried, then Percy crying in Sally’s arms, sobbing about his latest struggles at school, and a pain so sharp in your heart that you almost abandoned secrecy to go to him, then darkness again. You didn’t know why it was like this. Why you didn’t get to watch over him as you so hoped before he was born, why even a distant relationship was stolen from you. You spent days climbing over the roots of Yggdrasil, peering into different worlds and hoping to see Percy living his life. Even if you found a branch that looked into Midgard, you saw only the mountains, with little dots of people climbing up them that left you amused for a moment, or boats on the ocean that made your heart ache desperately for your husband.

But you didn’t question it much either. Maybe it was his position between the two worlds of gods, the magic of the Fates and the Norns interfering with your powers, the mist cloaking him better than you had hoped.

You continued with your life as it had been long before you knew of the existence of the Greek Pantheon. You filled your position as a good goddess should, protecting the people from threats bigger than them, refusing to interfere with the machinations of demigods and their quests. You had no way of knowing that this obstruction of your view was unnatural. How would you know that someone else’s designs were at play here? How could you possibly know that your own father was stopping you from hearing the desperate prayers meant for you, the pleas of your dear friend when she felt she could not cope?

As you sat there beside Odin at the feast table, looking up to your father with reverence as he smiled cheerfully down at you, how were you to know he was actively hiding your son from you?

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ch3rriiii-bunn · 1 year ago

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Please your the only one whos really good at writing the clones like this...

Plspslpsls

Please do the clones with a shy catgirl reader all together. When she gets really needy for their attention that they havent been giving her enough of lately so she starts to break randim things here and there and gets rlly bratty and gets punished (idc about being anonymous or not ngl i have no shame)

Our kitten

Word count: 5.8k♡

Got carried away while writing this... THIS IDEA IS SO GOOD I COULDN'T HELP IT😍 maybe I'll make a part two but make is sfw for the aftercare 🙈

Warnings: fem!reader, demon cat reader, pet names "kitten", "kitty", "good girl" and "pretty kitty", bratty reader, needy reader, some humor, rough fucking, Humiliation kink, Degrading, Dacryphilia,spanking, biting, some blood play, 5some, over stimulation, nipple play, anal, some aftercare in the end

"Enough! We don't have time for this!" Sekido yelled as he slammed his staff hard on the ground but refrained from using his blood demon art. You've had enough. You knew they had a job to do for Muzan, but the lack of attention you've been getting was driving you to a breaking point.

You jumped from the loud sound of Sekido's staff hitting the ground, but you didn't budge. Your body was in an 'X' shape in front of the door with your legs spread apart and your nails digging into the door frame. "Move from the fucking door Sekido said again but you continue to test him and snarl him.

You watched as Sekido's eye twitched when you gave him that look and knew it was time to calm down. Your ears dropped in some fear of making Sekido mad, but I also loved the attention you're getting, even if it's aggressive. You stopped your snarling and spoke, "Why do you have to leave now? You guys didn't come back till I'm almost dawn, and now you're leaving me again? That's not fair!" You said as your tail starts to curl and thrashes.

"Our pretty kitten is so needy, isn't she?. I'd love to play with you, but we gotta go. It's no use trying to prevent us from leaving," Karaku laughed. "This is the first time you're acting up. I like it, and it feels like a game, too." Urogi chuckles, but you only pout at their responses and didn't budge at all.

"Stop joking around about this. She's being a damn brat right now, and we, especially, I do not have the time for this. We got a job to do," Sekido shoved Urogi and Karaku out of his way to grab the back of your oversized shirt in an attempt to pick you up from the ground. You mewl once Sekido grabbed the back of your shirt. You weren't wearing any panties, so you freed a hand that's been gripping into the door frame to pull your shirt down as it lifted.

"Y/n, please don't act like that. It makes me sad when you don't listen," Aizetsu said as he peeped his head over Sekido's shoulder. "Aizetsu!" Your eyes softened, and your hand rested its grip from the wall. "Don't baby her. She's not listening at all, on purpose at that," Sekido said while still holding you in his grip. "I'm not babying her. It just makes me sad to see her like this because we have to leave," Aizetsu said and opened his arms to you.

"You're definitely babying her," Urogi said, making him and Karaku laugh. He was right, though. Out of all the clones, Aizetsu is the most calm and understanding. You wanted all four to stay with you, but your last chance was to get Aizetsu to at least say with you. "Come here," Aizetsu said and opened his arms. You gasped happily and tried to escape Sekido's grip to go to Aizetsu.

"Give her to me," Aizetsu voiced, quivered asking Sekido to realse you. Sekido groaned in annoyance as he let's go of your shirt. He watched you jump onto Aizetsu while wrapping your legs and arms around his body and giving his cheek light kitten licks with a happy smile on your face.

"Aizetsu, you'll stay with me, won't you? Please?" You said, practically begging as your tail sticks up straight in happiness. "Needy and selfish? Thought you wanted all of us to stay with you," Urogi teased and touched your sensitive tail, wrapping it lightly around his his claw and laughes at how your body shivered.

Aizetsu wraps his arms around your waist and takes you over to the couch. "As much as it would make me happy to stay and play with you, I can't. We've been over this y/n, and it saddens me to see you not listen." Aizetsu said and frowned as he watched your happy expression fade away.

"We told you there would be times we can't play with you and have a job to do for Lord Muzan. Sorry," Karaku said with a cocky smile on his face as he shrugged his shoulders. "At least she's moved from the door now. Let's go," Urogi said about to flu out of the door. "N-no!!" You mewl again and hold onto Aizetsu tighter. Urogi was standing right behind Aizetsu, so you managed to grab a hold of his wing and watched him groan in pain.

"Not my wings! Shit that hurts!" Urogi snarled at you but tried not to rip his wings from your grip since it would hurt him. You shake your head and then let out a whimpered gasp once you feel Aizetsu's grip lossen and his hands falling to his sides. He wasn't holding you anymore, but you still managed to have your body hold onto his.

"Aizetsu?" You asked with your chin resting on his shoulder. "Down girl," Aizetsu said. You saw your vision become blurry with the tears filling your waterline. It just wasn't fair. No matter how hard you begged for them to stay and play with you, it just wasn't enough. You looked up to see Sekido heading out of the door and Karaku following behind him.

"Meet us in the forest when you've gotten her to behave. If I deal with y/n, then her ass is going to be red for days," Sekido said to Urogi and Aizetsu. "Do it then." You said and watched Sekido slowly turn around, "Say that again. I couldn't catch that" he said and gripped onto his staff harder.

"So sassy, aren't we?" Karaku added and held his fan over his shoulder as he laughed at you. "I said... do it then!" You said and jumped off of Aizetsu but pulled a feather out from Urogi's wings when jumped down on all fours. "Fuck!" Urogi said as his fingers adjusted themselves out of reflexs. "You're playing a dangerous game. You won't win kitten," Urogi said with some anger in his tone.

"Be a good girl y/n... how about I come back earlier to play with you?" Aizetsu said, trying to reason with you, but it just didn't work. At this point, you were acting out, not caring about the end results afterward, and just wanted to teach them a small lesson on how you can be when you repeatedly get denied attention.

Your speed as a demon was average, but being a demon with cat-like traits improved your speed as a demon who isn't eben a lower or upper rank. You quickly jumped from the ground and pulled Aizetsu's spear out of his hands, and wrapped your tail around it. Aizetsu gasped, immediately chasing after you as soon as you ran out of the door.

That wasn't enough, though. Next was Karaku. "You so badly want to play dont you pretty kitty? Not today!" Karaku waved his fan and used his blood demon art to stop you, but you dogged his attack, jumped and snatched his fan from his tight grip in his hand. "You little-" Karaku clenched his teeth in annoyance and started to chase after you with Aizetsu to get his weapon back.

Sekido's body trembled with anger. He hated how difficult you were being and didn't hesitate to slam his staff onto the ground to create multiple electrical volts your way. "Stop running away like a little pest!!!" He yelled and continued to chase you into the woods with Aizetsu and Karaku.

"You're going to have to go catch me if you want your weapons back!" You looked back for a moment to see the three demons chasing after you. You couldn't help but giggly at this "game" of tag, you just couldn't bare another night alone without them with you, you wanted their attention so badly you were doing anything to get it, even if it ment breaking a few rules.

"You're fast, y/n," you heard and turned your head back for a moment to see Urogi flying down towards you at full speed, "but I'm faster!" Urogi laughed. You tried to run away, but you couldn't beat Urogi's speed once he'd in air. You tried to doge his talons, but your body flew back once he used his claw to grab your tail.

"Ow!" You said as you fell right on your ass. Aizetsu and Karaku's weapons fell out of your tails grip once Urogi grabbed it, and you sighed in defeat. You slowly turned your head back and giggled nervously. "Can we play some more?" You asked and tried to wiggle your tail out of Urogi's grip, but you couldn't.

"Urogi... that hurts! Let go of my tail." You mewl and tried to pull your tail out of his grip. "I told you you'd be playing a game you couldn't win." Urogi said drags your body closer to him. Your nails digged into the ground to try and brace yourself, but it was too late, especially when Urogi decided to give your ass a spank as he got on a knee.

You mewled loudly and wiggled your hips side to side as you felt his talons dig into your skin to grip your ass and even knew he could tear your oversized her that's covering your ass right off. "And stealing my fan. I've told you to never play with my things y/n, " Karaku said, also getting on a knee and spanks your other ass cheek harder and watches your tail finally pull out from Urogi's grip and straighten up.

You moaned when Karaku spanked your ass. "What's this?" Karaku asked while feeling your ass in his palm with a smirk. "Is our pretty kitten not wearing any panties under her shirt?" Urogi asked and used his talon to flick your shirt up to expose your ass. "Well, would you look at that. You're not wearing anything underneath here," Karaku said and watched you cover your face with your hands.

"You're even a little wet, too. Is it because of the spankin?" Aizetsu spoke and bent down closer to see your pretty pussy shine with its slick. "I don't care if she's horny or not," Sekido said and pushed all three of them out of his way. "I hate bratty kittens," Sekido said and got down on his knees and rolled up the sleeves on his kimono.

"Sekido i-" you bit your lip when you felt his large heavy hands spank your ass. "Shut up. You've been acting up since last night," he said and spanks you again. "I overlooked it, but now you're really pushing it, " he said and gave you a final spank.

"Ah!" Your back arched and felt harsh stings from only three spanks from Sekido. You whimper softly and turn your head just enough for an eye to look back at Sekido. "What? Have you learned your lesson?" He asked, but you only push your hips back to make your ass press hard on his crotch. Karaku and Urogi rasied their eye brows and smirk as they watch you grind yourself back on Sekido.

Aizetsu felt a little jealous. He wished that was him getting grinned on, but he just stood there and gripped onto his spear. Sekido didn't say anything for a moment. He just clenched his teeth to hold back a moan and watched you grind your ass on his growing erection.

"Fucking slut.." Sekido said and spanks your ass and grabs a hand full of your ass cheek. "You wanted this, didn't you? Acting like a damn brat just for some cock huh?" He said and then watches your soft, long tail playfully touch his chest and tries to slip its way into his kimono. "You wanted attention so badly but can't even say it? How pathetic," Sekido said and pushed his softly in a thrusting motion to grind back with you.

"Maybe y/n was right. One night of skipping to find the blue spider lily wouldn't be that bad" Karaku said and grabs his hard cock though his pants. "I call taking her ass" Urogi said, already taking possession of how he's going to fuck you on his turn. "You guys are forgetting about me. How sad," Aizetsu said and squats down in front of you.

"I told you to be a good girl for us, but you just wouldn't listen... at least we get to play with you," Aizetsu said and sneaked his hand under your hidden face to lift your head up. You stopped grinding on Sekido and looked up at Aizetsu's eyes, narrowed down at you and his eye's having a darker blue vibe about them. He is upset and not like how he usually is.

"We are going to play with you our way. Understand?" Aizetsu said so calm and sweat, but his grip on his jaw tightened, forcing you to open your mouth and expose your fangs. "I-i understand," you said as your lips quivered.

If there was anything the clone brothers were good at doing together besides fighting, it was taking their turns to share you. "Nah, keep her shirt on. She didn't want to show us her pretty pussy. So let's just keep her covered," Karaku said as he gose down between your thighs and wraps his musclar arms around them, locking you in his grip.

"Th-thats not true! I just.... didn't want to wear any," you lied. You wanted to surprise them earlier but they tried to leave you but now you could tell Karaku felt Slightly offended you'd hide the pussy he loves to eat so much. "And no bra" Aizetsu added and cups your boobs and pulls you so your back passes againts his chest. You never wore a bra under your shirt but this time Aizetsu just wanted to point it out to you.

Your thigh buckle together on Karaku's head once you felt his warm tounge give you a long lick from your wet hold, up between your folds and to your clit. Your back arched, and your head fell back on Aizetsu's shoulder. "Dose his tongue feel good?" Aizetsu whispered in your ear as his fingers took your nipple and started to twist and pull on them through your shirt.

"Yes- So good~" you whisper against the back of your hand as you whimper. "Aizetsu lay her down," Karaku spoke for a moment before using his lips to kiss and suck on your folds. Aizetsu let out a sigh as he scooted back to lay your body down. He hovers over you just to continue playing with your boobs until he brings his mouth closer and starts to suck on your nipples through your shirt.

"A-Aizetsu~ not through my shirt." Your eyes dropped, and you whined from the pleasure. "I would rip off your shirt to make this easier, but you aren't being a good kitty. Sad, isn't it?" Aizetsu said and sucks on your nipples and forms wet spots on your shirt to expose your hard, swollen nipples more.

Karaku rolls his tounge over your clit and smirks at you as his fingers press on your hole. "You love when your nipples are played with don't you kitten?" Karaku teased and slips his thick fingers insides your pussy "look at that, squeezing my fingers in already mm?" Karaku puts his lips back on your clit and hums. "D-dont say that!" You moaned into your hand, and your back arches from the feeling.

Aizetsu continued to suck and lick your nipples and then used his hands to hold your and held them down so they could hear your moans. "How stubborn. Do you want to act all shy now after being a brat?" Sekido commented as he stood and watched Aizetsu and Karaku go down on you. "It's cute, but you can't hide your pretty moans forever. Especially when I get inside that hole," Urogi said, turning you on even more.

Karaku chuckled on your pussy as he felt you tighten up from Urogi's comment. He knew what eles he had to do so this could go by more smoothly. Whenever Karaku eats your pussy it's always messy, his Slavia drooling from his tounge and making you more wet, he loves to lap up your juices but this time he's letting it run down to your hole.

For a moment, Karaku legs go of your thighs completely and sucked on two fingers on his other hand. He gently runs a finger up and down your hole, you lift your head up in confusion when he stopped licking your clit and fingerkng your pussy "Karaku what are you doing.. th-thats my-" you cut off your words once you felt Karaku's fingers push inside your asshole.

Aizetsu intertwined his fingers with yours and felt your hands grip onto his from the feeling. "Karaku!" You moaned and heard his silly laugh. "I've never played with both your holes like this" he said and continued to finger your pussy with two fingers and slowly fingers your ass, slowly with one finger.

Your hips started to circle around and raise at the feeling. It hurt for a second, then slowly turned into pleasure. "It's okay," Aizetsu said and now lifted up your shirt to your neck. "Just vare with it some more, okay?" He said and sucks on your bare nipple. Karaku puts his lips back onto your clit as he continued to suck and lick it whole fingering both your holes.

"K-karaku! Aizetsu~ haa~" your mouth hangs open and your hips grind in circles as Karaku finger fucks both your holes and feeling your orgasm build up, especially from Aizetsu continuously sucking and playing with your nipples. "Think she'll scream? She's so loud already and doesn't care who eles could be listening," Urogi said.

You wanted to muffle your moans so badly, but your hands were being held down by Aizetsu. You couldn't overcome his strength or squirm your hands out from his grip. The only thing you could do is swollow down your embarrassment and let your moans spill out from your throat.

You whimper when you hear the squishy wet sounds from your pussy as Karaku's adds a third finger inside your pussy, then adding a second on in your hole. Karaku manged to do that while flicking his tounge fast on your throbbing pussy and watches you intensely as your hips buck in his hold.

"Since Urogi is taking her ass, I call taking her mouth," Aizetsu said as he pulled his lips away from your nipple and gave your lips a peck. "M'c-cumming!" You choke on your words as Aizetsu wraps his hand around your throat and then presses his lips back onto yours and forces his tounge in your mouth.

Aizetsu kept choking you and swallowed down your moans. Urogi kissed his teeth, wanting to hear you scream, but he knew Aizetsu loved to French kiss you roughly when you get close to an orgasm. It didn't matter though, once you started cumming on Karaku's fingers Urogi knew his time was coming up.

But first, Sekido needed to go. You'd think it's unfair that he gets to fuck you frist when Karaku and Aizetsu did all the work however this is a punishment and Sekido takes your punishments seriously when he fucks you. Or at least he tries. Sekido sat down on the ground and put his back against the tree. "Get to riding"

"B-but I just came," you weakly sit up and look over at Sekido, pull out his hard, thick cock from his kimono. "I said. Ride it," Sekido demanded. You mewled softly and got up to sit on his cock. "Uh, uhh." Urogi clicks his tounge and stops you from going to Sekido. You look at him, confusioned until you watched as Urogi pointed to the ground "kittens don't walk on two feet, do they?" He said.

Sekido's angered frown curled into a smile. You heard Karaku Snickers and just knew Aizetsu was smiling, too. They all had a kick at embarrassing you in their own ways, knowing how shy you were, but arguing back wouldn't help. You sighed and got down on your knees and put your feet on the ground.

You crawled to Sekido. Your tail is staying straight up, feeling both embarrassed yet excited. Karaku licked his lips as he watched you crawl, and Aizetsu hummed lowly in satisfaction just from seeing your wet holes from the back and felt his pants tighten around his crotch area.

You made it to Sekido and postion yourself to ride him. "No hands," Sekido said, and your ears fall down in disappointment, "but you're gonna pull on my tail.." you said and tried to curl it, but let out a loud mewl when Sekido stops you from curling your tail.

"A cock hungry, desperate slut like you can ride it with no hands, and so what if I pull on your tail? You're gonna ride me until I cum and over stimulate yourself on the cock you love so much" Sekido said and lined his cock to your pussy.

Sekido did this on purpose. There was no way you could ride him with no hands while you faced him, so you had no choice but to turn around with your ass turned to him while facing the others. "Sekido didn't give you much of a choice, did he? How sad" Aizetsu said as you lowered yourself on Sekido's length, moaning as you took every inch and felt his cock stretching you out.

"Our slutty kitty is enjoying herself though. She's bouncing on it so hard that her tits might just slap her in the face." Karaku laughed. You placed your hands on the ground to slap your ass up and down on Sekido as you take it and look back at him. "Too embarrassed to look at the others?" Sekido teased as he grips onto your tail harder and spanks your ass.

You don't admit it to them but your tails and ears are just as sensitive as your clit. Having your tailed played with while getting fucked has always been a huge turn on. You didn't want Sekido to stop playing with it, you missed the feeling of being stuffed with cock that you started to moan away and not care about anyone hearing you.

Sekido grunts as he watches you make a mess on his cock and from watching your pretty ass jiggle everytime you bounced on it. "How does it feel y/n?" Urogi asked. Sekido, let's go of your tail and throws his head back, getting closer to his orgasm and how your pretty tail wraps to caresse his chest and under his chin. "S'good~ so good. I-im gonna cum again" you announced.

Sekido bottomed out and grabbed your hips. He started to thrust his hips upwards, hitting deep inside you, but it wasn't enough. He needed to ruin you. He pulls you backward, making your back back on his chest, and then grabs both your thighs and pulls your legs back. Your entire body as well as your stuffed pussy is now exposed to the others.

"Sekidooo~" You let out a long moan with his name as he used his strength to hold your body up and uses you to bounce on his cock. "Heh, what happened to letting her do all the work" Karaku said and Sekido just let out a deep moan. "Shut- ngh haa, the fuck up" Sekido said as he shuts his eyes and fucks you until your both cumming. Your thighs twitch as you felt his cock throbbing inside as he fills you up with his cum.

Sekido pulls you off his cock and watches you fall face frist into the grass with your ass up. He chuckled as he watches his cum leak out of you and then gave your ass another spank "don't pass out just yet kitten. You have three other demons to get fucked by. Your punishment isn't over," Sekido said and watched Karaku, Urogi, and Aizetsu surround you.

"But this punishment is so fun for her. Isn't that right, kitten?" Karaku said and fingers your pussu again to get Sekido's cum out of you. Your body jumps from your sesntive pussy being fingered again. You moan when Urogi starts to play with your tail and then gasped as he rips your shirt off. "we don't need this on you," he said

Aizetsu touches your ears and then rubs your bottom lip with his thumb with his other hand and then pulls your head up by your hair. "I'm going to fuck your throat okay? I know you can do it. It's sad how I have to teach you a lesson like this" he said and starts to slip his pants down to expose his vainy cock.

Karaku finished getting the cum out of you and gets himself underneath you "and you're gonna take both cocks at once. Maybe you'll behave if we do that," Karaku said started to slap his hard cock on your wet pussy. "Oh fuck~," you moaned as your body trembles from the slaps on your pussy.

"You sound so sexy when you cuss." Urogi grabs his ass, digging his nails into your skin and thrusts his cock between your ass cheeks "let me hear you scream for me" Urogi said as he lined his tip with your hole, thrusting the tip in and and moaned as he started to force his length inside your tight hole. "T-too much! Urogi!" You whined his name as your thighs flexed, and your nails dig into the ground as your ass hole started to stretch out.

"Relax kitten~, you're so tensed up. We just wanna fuck good~" Karaku said and let his head throw back as he slips his cock inside your pussy and pushing his hips upwards. Aizetsu pets your head, giving your ears a soft rub to adjust to two cocks inside you. He then turns your head to his cock and pressed his tips to your lips "open up, pretty kitten. I need you to suck it already." Aizetsu whimpered as his hips thrust in your face to make his tip part your lips.

Urogi thrust once more, making your body jerk forward and getting his cock inside your ass. Karaku is deep inside your pussy as well, you felt both cocks already hitting your g-spot and you could only respond with you a loud moan as mouth hung open and your tounge falling out.

This gave Aizetsu the opportunity to slowly push his cock inside your mouth and let's out shakey moans as he felt your warm, wet mouth. Karaku and Urogi started to fuck your holes slow, both thrusting your hips in and out not in rhythm together but at their own pacing.

Karaku spreads his legs more and holds your hips tighter to make his cock thrust easier inside. He moans at your wetness, your pussy sucking him in so perfect he just had to lift his head up an suck on your nipples as he fucks you. You moan on Aizetsu's cock once you felt Karaku's tip hitting your cervix and his tounge playing with your nipples.

Urogi's thrusts started to become harder. Your body kept jerking forward as he hits deep inside "looks like you loved being fucked in the ass, your tail won't stop rubbing on me. Pretty kitty~" Urogi moans as he watches your tail caress his hips each time he pulls back and thrust his cock inside you and then your tail going to his chest and brushing over his nipples.

"You're being very obedient kitten," Aizetsu said as his thumbs play with your ears while holding onto your head. Aizetsu looks down and watches your lips wrap around his cock tightly and your teary eyes looking up at him "fuck her harder. She looks so pretty when she cries," Aizetsu said to Urogi and Karaku as he starts to shove his cock further down your throat.

You groan on Aizetsu's cock, making him moan from the vibrations around his cock when you felt Urogi and Karaku fucking your holes faster and harder. Tears roll down your face as you start to get fucked dumb in all three holes and when you looked up at Aizetsu you saw a small smirk curled on his lips just from seeing you cry from the over stimulation.

You couldn't announce your cumming. Aizetsu's cock was too far down your throat to speak and his balls slapping your chin. Karaku let out a dry chuckle with a moan as he felt your juices leak down on his shaft. "We didn't tell you that you could cum didn't we?" Karaku asked and Urogi laughed. "Poory kitty. You couldn't tell us since your throat is being stuffed with cock huh?" Urogi said and spanks both your ass cheeks.

You're sobbing with moans. It felt so good, too good to the point where your eyes rolled back, and your body trembled from their brutal thrusts. Your chin was covered in saliva as it drips from your mouth as Aizetsu starts to fuck your face faster "oh god~ I'm gonna cum. Oh fuck" Aizetsu whimpers and shuts his eyes.

You could taste his pre cum on his tounge and felt his cock stiffen as he cums down your throat. You choke slightly but breathe through your nose as Aizetsu holds the back of your head, keeping his abdomen pushed to your face. "Drink it for me. Don't let a single drop spill out"

"Fuck I don't think I'll hold out myself~" Urogi said as he kept up his brutal thrusts, grunting and breathing heavy as he pounds your ass until he came to a stop. Urogi holds your ass cheeks open as he cums inside your ass. Your blood runs down your thighs from Urogi's tight grip on your ass from his talons.

Moments after Karaku made a finally thrust, making your moan out as he pumps his load inside you. They stayed inside your holes for a few more seconds until their orgasms were done. "Fuck.." you whispered as your body collapses on Karaku "don't think you're done yet. You've got another round to go," Sekido said.

"Let's have her lay down. I feel sad that she's already fucked out" Aizetsu said and lays you on your side. He did the same thing and lay in front of you, which made Sekido groan. "That's the point. Besides, you're ready for more, aren't you?" Sekido asked with some concern yet sounding angery. You nod. "Use me as much as you want... master's," you said said.

Sekido and Aizetsu were shocked at what you said. "You didn't call us that!" Urogi said, and Karaku crossed his arms, feeling a bit hurt. "W-wait, I didn't... I just.." you said, realizing what you said and looking at Sekido and Aizetsu to explain yourself. "Call me your master again, pretty kitty" Aizetsu said and kisses your neck as he grinds his cock on your stomach.

Sekido let's out a dark chuckle as he lifts up your legs as he lays behind you. "Accident or not we are your fucking masters. And you're gonna be a good kitten and take both of our cocks" Sekido said and shoves his cock in your ass. Aizetsu crossed his leg over on sekido's as he positioned his cock to your pussy and pushes his length inside.

"Oh god! Y-yes masters~" you whimper and they start to fuck you rough since your holes have already been fucked by Karaku and Urogi. You look at Aizetsu as he fucks your pussy side ways and pull him in for a deep kiss. Sekido bites the back of your neck, making you moan in Aizetsu's mouth.

Sekido licks the blood spilling from your neck and kisses it "so good, so fucking tight. Gonna fill you up again" Sekido growled as he fucks your ass sideways and makes his skim clap on yours. Aizetsu's hand reaches up to your booobs and grabs a hand full of it. He gropes your tit and plays with your nipple between his fingers while continuing to snap his while moaning in your mouth.

"Come here," Sekido growled and pulled your hair to pull your lips away from Aizetsu's and onto his. Aizetsu whimpered from your lips leaving his but continued to fuck your pussy and reaching his hand down to rub at your clit. "Sekido~ mhm~" you tounge kiss him for a few seconds until he pulled back and catches your tail in his mouth.

You mewl, clenching down on both of them until they groaned as Sekido licks and bites on your sensitive tail. "I-its too much! Gonna cum, again!" You let out high pitched moans as you felt your body getting hotter, your head feeling light and the excitement building up in your chest as well as your orgasm.

"Cum for me" Aizetsu whined and grips onto your waist "I wanna see you squirt. Please? You'll do that, right baby?" Aizetsu begged. "You're going to squirt for me. Gonna pound this ass till you do and your gonna take my cum inside your filthy hole again. Right? Slutty kitten?" Sekido asked.

Your body jerks back and forth from Aizetsu and Sekido sandwiching you. "Yes! Yes, yes!~" you screamed in pleasure as your lips quivered and tears rolling down your face as you squirt. Your juices spray out onto Aizetsu's thighs, even getting some of it on Sekido as well.

They continue to fuck you through your orgasm, watching as your eyes rolled back until they cummed. "Don't push it out, kitten. Keep it inside" Aizetsu kissed you as he fucks his cum back inside while riding out his orgasm. "Let a single drop spill out and I'm fucking you dumb again" Sekido threatened and grinds his hips onto your ass, not pulling out until seconds after.

The rough punishment was done. You lied there until Sekido and Aizetsu fully dressed themselves. Aizetsu is the only that picks you up and you cling to him, weakly "please don't leave~ I'll let you fuck me again so you don't go~" you looked at Aizetsu and turning your head to Sekido, then Urogi and Karaku.

"Well, you've always wasted our time to do our job, so we have no choice but to stay with you," Sekido said and turned his back to you, feeling flustered. "As much as I love to fuck you senseless it's time I take a break and play with our pretty kitty for real" Karaku said and kissed your forehead.

Urogi hugs you, along with Aizetsu, and rubs his cheek on yours. "Let's go give her a bath!" Urogi said. "we all need one. Especially you, " Sekido said to Urogi, but he just flew in the air to avoid what Sekido said. Karaku laughed and walked back to the cottage standing next to Sekido. Aizetsu kisses both your ears and then your forehead. "Forgive Urogi for ripping your shirt. Would you like to wear my one of my kimonos? It would look like a dress on you," Aizetsu said.

"I'd love that so much," you whisper and wrap your arms around Aizetsu and fall asleep in his arms as he carries you back to the cottage.

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