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tangled-affections · 7 months ago

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Uno! Please! TMNT: Last Ronin Uno x Original Female Character Summary: Uno just wants to make Alice feeling the desire he has for her. Tags: Smut (Kinda), Aged-Up Characters, Original Character, Love Confessions, Friends to Lovers, Kissing, Oral (F), Not beta read, cock blocked by family A/N: Yes, I know he is a teenager in the comics, but I aged him up to make this work since we do it for the original boys. Don't see why I can't do it for Uno. But this is like a fevered dream, so sorry!

“Fuck! Uno!” Alice screamed as her hands shot to his bald head, digging her nails into his white scales as she cums for the second time that evening. Grinding against the tongue that licked up and down her folds, collecting not only her juices but the white cream that now painted his large muscle. Dipping in and out of her cunt, as she continued to ride her high. “That’s it, cum for me, baby.” He mumbled against her clit as the words caused her head to snap back as another cry left her lips. Filling the apartment that smelled of popcorn, and freshly made pizza.

The pair were close, friends since they first met all those years ago. Bonded by video games, and all things ninja, and for a while the two left it at that. Alice ignored the thoughts that would sneak into her head late at night when she worried about him, while Uno yearned for her, and grew jealous when she dated anyone that wasn’t him. But in this moment on the couch, as the title screen for some movie that they were looking at before Uno had stolen a kiss from the girl that now laid before him as a woman. He gripped her thighs as she struggled against his tongue, well beyond overwhelmed by the feeling of his skilled tongue that he had used on previous partners. Partners that failed to taste as good as Alice does, she was both bitter and tasteless, a hint of her diet in her juices.

He pulled back only for a moment, admiring the cunt that pulsed around nothing, and the pretty pink color the had developed on her folds since he had started to eat her out. Uno’s eyes flickered up to Alice’s face, catching her wiping the tears away as she trembled from the pleasure he had sent through her body. Groaning as he squeezed her thighs that he still held onto, his knees growing sore but he wasn’t done yet. As he had been thinking about this moment for as long as he had first thought about her during his mating season when they were teens. Porn had helped him get an idea of what human women might like, and he implied it to Alice with amazing results.

She reached out, her fingers spreading as they touched his plastron that caused his head to fall back, a whimper escaped his lips as she carried on. “Uno, what would everyone think? We—we are friends, right?” She asked as her hand moved further down, the lower she got, the more he moaned. “No, I want more, I don’t care what they think!” He shouted as his head snapped back to in front of him. “Alice, I want you, do you want me too?” His leaned forward, leaning towards her lips as his hovered over hers. “God yes!” And without him pleasuring himself or her doing the work, he felt himself drop.

It was then that he sensed something that caused him to quickly cover each other up with a random blanket that Alice had carried out of her bedroom at the start of their hang out. And with only seconds to spare, Uno's siblings came through the unlocked window that was large enough for them to get through--including his tallest sibling. Moaning under his breath as Alice rubbed against his twitching erection. Where he grabbed her hand and shook his head no, as his sisters carried on about the odd smell that filled the living room, and how it almost ruins the smell of the pizza that was left on the counter to cool off. "Yeah, sorry guys, I might need to mop or something." She struggles to speak as one of Uno's fingers slipped under the blanket and rubbed small, and painfully slow circle before pulling away. "I will rock your world, but it's after they are gone." He whispered in Alice's ear, making her bite her lip as his young sister entered the living room with a slice or two for the pair.

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stellaspectral · 3 days ago

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🚧 𝐰𝐢𝐩𝐬 🚧

🐢 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 🐢 Last Updated: 3/2/2025

✍️ Currently Writing ✍️

🖊️ includes in-progress multi-chaptered fics 🖊️

⚔️ ROTTMNT ⚔️

Leonardo/Female Reader & Donatello/Female Reader

Sun Killer (multi-chaptered, drama/angst, rated M)

⚔️ Bayverse ⚔️

All Turtles/Female Reader

HY (multi-chaptered, smut, rated E)

✍️ Currently Editing ✍️

⚔️ TMNT 2003 ⚔️

Donatello/Gender Neutral Reader

EIAER (one-shot, angst, rated T)

Michelangelo/Female Reader

MMIAL (one-shot, angst, rated E)

Leonardo/Female Reader

BAJS (one-shot, angst, rated E)

⚔️ The Last Ronin ⚔️

Raphael/Gender Neutral Reader

HAWY (one-shot, angst, rated M)

✍️ Ideas/Upcoming ✍️

🖊️ ideas may shift/change at any time 🖊️

⚔️ ROTTMNT ⚔️

Leonardo/??? Reader

Untitled, post Krang invasion (one-shot likely, horror, rated M/E)

Donatello/??? Reader

EM (one-shot likely, horror, rated M/E)

All Turtles/Female Reader

Untitled (multi-chaptered possible, smut, rated E)

⚔️ TMNT 2007 ⚔️

Donatello/??? Reader

Untitled, pre-movie (one-shot likely, slice of life, rated G/T)

Raphael/Female Reader

Untitled (one-shot likely, smut, rated E)

⚔️ TMNT 2012 ⚔️

Raphael/??? Reader

Untitled, possible AU (multi-chaptered likely, paranormal, rated T)

⚔️ TMNT IDW ⚔️

All Turtles/Female Reader

Untitled (one-shot likely, smut, rated E)

#works in progress

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theyhavetakenovermylife · 1 year ago

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Me feeling the ADHD medication wear off, and the urge to continue my The Last Ronin smut hitting even harder than before.

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awakandanavenger · 2 years ago

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Hello! If you have the time, may I ask for a Natasha x former avenger reader fic? It takes place two years after endgame and Natasha and Tony are brought back to life by the power of science and magic (Idk maybe Strange and Banner worked together to bring them back, you decide how) and Natasha finds out reader went down a dark path from grief of losing Nat and has been doing vigilante stuff like how Clint was doing when being ronin. And she finds her and knocks some sense into her and it’s a tearful reunion?

Come To Your Senses (Natasha x g!nReader)

Summary: Natasha and Tony are brought back to life. Nat finds you while you're continuing Barton's mission as Ronin. She has to knock the sense into you to stop and come home.

Word Count: 768 (Still short but still longer than the last one)

Warnings - Mentions of reader being criminal but not sure if there is anything else? Let me know if there is.

A/N - As for the person who requested this, sorry it took so long to write, university is keeping me busy but any other requests you guys want to send I'll do as soon as I can! Remember ya'll, NO SMUT REQUESTS!

It has been two years since Thanos was defeated and honestly… I couldn’t care less if the world is safe once again. I have nothing left worth protecting now that she is gone. In fact, I do not care to the point where I’ve took it upon myself to continue Barton’s mission from during the time of the blip. I hunt down and slaughter every criminal I can find. At least then there would be some satisfaction for the world, and me.

Just now I am waiting to ambush a gang of criminals. They have been drug dealing and the usual shit. Still. They kill people who try and stop them so it is up to me to stop them if no one else can. I take my sword from my waist belt. But just as I am about to run inside and complete my mission, a finger taps my shoulder and I whirl around with sword aimed ready to attack whoever it was that tapped me but who I saw made me drop my sword with a loud clang. Luckily, none of the criminals inside heard.

“What are you doing here?” She asks. “No. Not possible. You’re dead.” I say not believing who is right in front of me. It’s my imagination surely! “It’s really me. I’m back. So is Tony.” I step forward to her and gently feel the locks of her red hair. “You’re real? But how?” “Bruce and Dr Strange came together and found a way to bring us both back to life.” Wait, what if this is a trick? What if this is a shapeshifter and is finding a way to get to me to kill me? I have made a lot of enemies over the last two years, so it is possible.

“You’re hesitant which is understandable.” “Damn straight. For all I know, you’re not really Nat.” She raises her eyebrow. “What do you mean?” “Well, for all I know, you could be a shapeshifter. Those exist.” “Well, I’m not that. When they brought me back my first thought was to find you. Bruce told me everything that’s been going on and where to find you. That’s how I knew.” It is true. Nat was always protective of me but still, everyone knew that. Then I got an idea. “Okay, if you really are Nat and not a shifter. What was the first moment we both shared when we realised we belonged together?” Only the real Nat would know. “The first moment we shared together was that night when I had a nightmare about the Red Room. You rushed to comfort me, and it was the sound of your heartbeat that lulled me back to sleep. The next morning you said if the sound of your heartbeat helps me sleep, you’d gladly stay forever.” It’s true. That was our first real moment that I admitted to myself that I’d love and take care of her from that point on.

Now that I am certain she is the real Natasha, I wonder why she even came back for me in the first place. “Okay, so my question to you Nat is why are you even here? Surely Bruce or Strange must know what I’ve been… am doing.” “That’s exactly the reason I came to find you. To stop you continuing your ‘mission’. Clint did the exact same thing but even he was able to put his dangerous behaviour aside when he got his family back.” “What? And you’re expecting me to do the same now that you’re back?” “I don’t expect you to do anything. It is your choice. I just hope you make the right one. If you do, I’ll be at the Avengers tower.”

That got me thinking. So, if I am understanding this correctly, she will take me back if I stop killing criminals. Hmm, I suppose I could change the mission so they get arrested instead because no way in hell am I stopping completely. Plus, if the Avengers get back together, that way in a way, my mission can continue but in the right way.

Just as Nat was about to leave, I grabbed her hand, and she stops. “You’re right.” And I explain my thoughts of wanting to continue but in the right way. Surprisingly, she agrees. “So, you’ll come back home?” She asks me. I sigh knowing she’s going to keep finding me until I agree to go back. “Sure.” I speak. In all honesty, I can’t believe I am going back, with Natasha no less. It’s enough to make us both cry of happiness knowing.

Hope you all liked this one! Don't forget, I still take requests and Nat isn't the only character I accept requests for. There is also Wanda Maximoff, Shuri, Queen Ramonda, Nakia and Okoye! NO SMUT AS MENTIONED! Hope to see your requests soon! :)

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x y/n

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kitmoas · 3 years ago

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Standing in the Ruins

Summary: The world as Kate knew it may have ended but she was just getting your world ready.

Pairing: Dark! Kate Bishop x Reader

Genre: Plot and stuff with some nice little smut

Word count: 2.9k

Warnings: Dark Fic (mentions of killing, kidnapping, weapons) Semi-Public Smut, slight degradation (If I missed anything important, let me know)

A/N: I became obsessed with the idea of Kate keeping the Ronin suit, and here we are.

***MINORS DNI*** ***18+***

Twisted Promise AU (Coming Soon)

If Kate was asked what she wanted to be when she was ten years old, she would have replied that she wanted to be a superhero; just like Hawkeye. The world was bright and exciting as a child, especially when the Avengers existed. That’s how the young Bishop grew up, wide eyed and a naive sense of confidence. It was the blip that destroyed every ounce of hope for most people, and it shoved the once blindly optimistic Kate into reality. Her childhood idol was nowhere to be seen, seemingly hiding while the rest of his team fought against the most dangerous enemy to land on Earth’s soil.

She went to work for her mother at Bishop Security, uncovering her deal with Fisk accidentally. It should have bothered the once morally righteous young brunette to know what Eleanor was doing to make sure the business thrived, but for some reason she couldn’t find it in herself to care. Keeping her head down at the company, Kate got her work done and really only got close to Maya. The two bonded over being the youngest and having a lot of pressure put on them.

When tales about a dark hooded figure with a sword that was taking down organizations across the globe began to spread, Fisk began to spread his assets. Kate took an even larger step away from the spotlight in regards to the company, deciding to focus on college and her sports. Her mother was pleased by this, always wanting to protect her daughter.

The Avengers tried, one last time, to reverse the blip. It was a very public and violent fight that ultimately ended in failure. The entirety of public heroes were gone, dead, or rumor has it some are stuck in different universes and timelines. Society didn’t trust them anymore and there was no longer a need for them but the hooded swordsman came back. The Bishops weren’t worried until Kingpin was targeted.

When the Ronin showed up to the penthouse it was Kate that he came face to face with, shock filling his body when he realized she was just a kid. A young girl dressed in a hoodie with a flimsy looking sword attached to her hips, an incredibly innocent looking expression on her face. He was expecting Fisk, or at least his group of workers. His hesitation was his downfall as Kate used his second of doubt to disarm him. The young Bishop wasn’t the one to drop him to his knees though. No, that was Maya the silent accomplice to the young archer. Shooting him three times with a smile on her face; once in the knee, once in the torso, and once in the sternum.

Curiosity got the best of Kate as she unmasked the so called vigilante that had been wreaking havoc across the globe, and there bleeding out on her marble floors was her childhood hero Hawkeye. Clint Barton, the person that made her want to take up archery and the person who saved her life many years ago. The person that disappeared when Thanos came to Earth causing Kate to turn her back not only on him but the idea of heroism. Believing that her hero was nothing but a coward, instead delving into her mother’s operations, he was ultimately the reason the young archer fell into the darkness in her soul.

It was Kate’s arrow, shot from a small loaded crossbow that was concealed between her shoulder blades, that drops him dead. Instead of following through with the original plan of burning the body and suit, the archer decides to take up the mantle. Following in her once-hero’s footsteps in a demented way by working for Fisk, killing any target regardless of who it is.

Carrying the infamous retractable sword, along with a small crossbow and collapsible bow, Kate under the guise of Ronin became one of the most feared members of Fisk’s organizations. The other two were Maya (Echo) and Yelena (White Widow), who joined in favor of following the people who killed the man responsible for her sister’s death. The three of them became Kingpin’s most prized weapons, and were sent out to deal with the most special targets.

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The first time she sees you it's past midnight and you’re rushing home after a long closing shift at the small movie theater you work at. She can’t help but think how you look entirely too cute to be her next target, bundled up in an oversized jacket and a beanie that is falling into your eyes. Confused, the young Ronin decides to follow you around for a few days in hopes to gather information that will allow her to understand her assignment. The longer she trails you the more confused she gets, you’re just a normal person. You walk your dog daily, go to work at the theater almost every single day, and eat ice cream in bed while watching Bob’s Burgers episode on repeat. You aren’t threatening nor did you have anything threatening in your apartment.

The first time she comes into the theater you spill an entire cup of soda on the floor, tripping over air as you get distracted by her striking ocean eyes. Little did you know that she was taking advantage of a tactic that Yelena taught her, drawing trust from the target to find a more convenient spot to kill you.

Kate had thought you were adorable, and stumbled through awkwardly flirting back. The archer tried to act cool as she tried to charm you. Her ego stroked when she realized how difficult it was for you to act normally around her. You cursed yourself as you stuttered through asking her what movie she would be seeing, but she just asked for a small popcorn and left.

You’re ecstatic when the gorgeous brunette begins showing up at work often, getting a small popcorn and leaving. You are hooked, completely infatuated. Every time you work you have to hype yourself up to finally ask her out, you never do. You don’t even know her name yet.

Another day, another shift, and you can’t help but feel disappointed by the lack of ocean girl for the past week. Your co-workers watch the entire day as you perk up each time someone walks through the doors and sulk as you clean up to close. The walk home was brisk, trying to avoid being in the cold for too long but just a few blocks from your apartment you see someone leaning against a street light. You don’t have too much time to try and think of a different route when the figure starts walking towards you, closing the distance swiftly.

The person is shoving you against an abandoned building, back hitting rough dirty brick. Your heart beat is pounding but the moment your gaze catches a flash of ocean blue you calm. “You haven’t been to th-the theater in a while.” Your voice is soft, anxiety making your voice crack halfway.

Kate, who was flipping an arrow in her hand, looks up at you shocked. Her mouth opens and closes a few times, trying to put together what was happening. How were you not scared? An almost complete stranger just shoved you into an abandoned alleyway, and you’re worried about them getting a bag of popcorn? She lets the shiny arrowhead tap against your leg, smirking as you look down at it. “I’ve been planning something a little different.”

Her voice is low causing a shiver to run down your spine as you look at the reflection of a street light shining off the sharp tip. “Usually I don’t get this…adventurous on the first hookup but for you I would.” You’re a bit nervous, but you know you need to be open to anything if you want to keep the most gorgeous girl you’ve ever seen. She’s entirely out of your league, but you won’t let your inexperience get in the way.

She’s staring at you, an incredulous look on her face. Deciding to test you, she lets the her weapon of choice ghost along her body until it’s beating against your skull. Slowly she lets the tip of the arrow dig into your temple, eye widening as you just let her pierce her skin. The girl is pulling away, jaw slack, about to say something when some random girl screams interrupting the two of you.

The girl runs up to you, asking if you’re okay, but you just notice that the ocean girl is gone. A small trail of blood your only reminder of your close encounter with the popcorn girl. Slumping against the wall again, you just nod and grumpily thank the stranger for her help.

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Arms crossed, Kate pouts in the oversized arm chair as Yelena and Maya laugh at her. The glare in her eyes is weak, and her friends know it. “Guys! It doesn’t make sense, okay. Why are they my next target?” Her hands are erratic as she signs, making Maya laugh at the mistakes she makes.

The blonde just shrugs as she struggles to sit up straight through her laughter, but Kate relaxes when she sees Maya get her attention. “The boss has a connection to them that he doesn’t want them to know, Kazi figured that part out but the files are destroyed on what the connection is.” The older brunette shrugs at the end of her sentence, quickly signing an apology before smacking Yelena on the head.

The widow sighs before shrugging too, “I really do not think I can be of help. I could not find anything.” Her sloppy signing still makes Maya smile, knowing English in every way is still a bit of a struggle for the Russian. “Besides, just take the target out and get the job done and over with. It should be easy Kate Bishop.” The smirk on the blonde’s face makes the archer roll her eyes, pouting again at the tease.

The young Ronin nods nonetheless, looking out the window, trying to piece together her thoughts.

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For the next few weeks you keep getting in awkward situations with ocean girl, who after you practically begged for the answer told you her name is Kate. You still can’t actually get the nerve to ask her out. You can’t even get the nerve to just try and actually initiate hooking up with her, even though she has definitely tried. Even if every single time you are alone with the brunette ends with her disappearing with no trace, you can’t help but look forward to the next time she pops into your life.

The subway was the most annoying thing ever, preferring to walk everywhere, but you were going to the opposite side of the city so you had no other choice. Your head is down, airpods secure in your ears, as you try to rest a bit before you get to your destination.

You don’t remember dozing off but the feeling of cold metal along your throat wakes you up, a hand in your hair stops you from flinching. Panic rushing through you but the smooth voice that speaks calms you. “We are finishing this tonight, I’m done playing around.”

Slowly opening your eyes, relaxing your face, taking a chance to look up at the ocean blue you crave. “Not that I’m not thrilled to see you because I am, you look amazing tonight by the way, but can I ask if the weird sword thing was necessary?” You don’t mean to ramble but she makes you nervous.

Kate is staring down at you, jaw tense as she takes you in. Your entirely too innocent eyes, sparkling looking up at her like she was the best thing in the world. Your nervous smile, flinching every time your skin is pricked by the sharp blade, but it just makes her melt a little inside at the cuteness. You are the easiest target she’s ever had, honestly you’re the easiest person anyone could have ever been told to kill.

The moment you bite your lip, out of awkwardness mostly because of the heavy silence, it breaks something in Kate. She crashes her mouth into yours, messy and sloppy, but it stuns you nonetheless. This wasn’t the first time someone kissed you, but the way she’s pushing against you is different. No one has ever wanted you like she does at the moment. No one ever touched you like she is. The blade against your throat retracts, scratching a thin line across your throat, but you don’t have much time to think about it when Kate’s calloused hand replaces it.

Your eyes flick around, grateful for the empty car you’re in, as she moves to straddle you. “I- maybe we shouldn’t do th-” She cuts you off with a sharp slap on your cheek, anger flashing in her eyes before she rubs the red skin soothingly. A small smile reaches her face as she coos over you. You can’t tell if she’s serious or just mocking you, but it makes you blush either way as you wiggle around beneath her.

The flush rises up your neck as she pulls on the baby hairs there, “Oh my sweet little thing, you’re already squirming.” The brunette is moving around, forcing herself between your legs and letting her mouth ghost along your neck.

You can feel the heat in your belly, spreading across your body the more she touches you. The wetness between your thighs makes you whimper, embarrassed at how easy it was for her to turn you on. You let your head shake slowly, cheeks burning as you slam your eyes shut so you don’t have to look at her.

Her hand is already slipping under your shirt, her rough fingers sliding directly under your sports bra. Her palm slides against your hardened nipple, a smirk spreads across her face when she hears your breath hitch. “So sensitive, don’t tell me a pretty pet like you is a virgin.” Her voice is arrogant, as she lets her knee fall between your thighs.

Your hips buck against her knee as it comes to lay flat against your covered center, a pathetic whimper escaping through your lips. Even though it’s a lie you’re adamantly shaking your head, refusing to seem even more pitiful. Letting your eyes close, you try your hardest to ignore the way her hand makes you feel as she palms at your breast. You try to ignore the way you just know your arousal is leaking through your panties as you try not to desperately grind against her knee.

The knee between your thighs is moving, slowly but grinding perfectly into you, and it makes your vision blur. “Now now, don’t lie to me. I’m taking mercy on you, don’t take my niceness for granted. Tell me the truth.” Her mouth is moving against your neck, a particularly hard bite makes you wince as you try to focus. The smallest yes falls from your lips, meek and quiet. “That’s a good girl, I guess I should reward you. Yea?”

Her forehead is leaning against your shoulder, watching as your hips are uncontrollably rutting against her knee. She wants to laugh at how awkward and sloppy it is, but she can’t help the rush of arousal through her body thinking about breaking that. You were going to be hers to ruin, no matter what her job was.

The grip she has on your breasts is borderline painful and you were getting frustrated at not being able to reach your high alone, you were never good at getting off by yourself. You could feel your body starting to give it in, and your mouth hanging open in a silent plea, but it was like you couldn’t fall over the edge. Stuck dangling and Kate was just having a grand old time watching you struggle.

You were completely focused on trying to reach your orgasm that you weren’t aware of the subway coming to a stop, nor were you aware of Kate’s focus shifting. The moment she pulls herself off you, pulling her hood off her head and a gray beanie over her head, a whine tears through your teeth. She’s shushing you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and shoving your heads down to stare at her phone screen.

The archer is watching, through her lashes, as people rush to get into different cars but she sighs in relief when the doors finally close with no extra occupants joining. Making quick work of calculating how long until her stop, less than 2 minutes, she sighs and looks down at you. Your entire face is flushed, your breath coming out in harsh labored pants, and you're rubbing your thighs together in a feeble attempt to find pressure.

Grumbling, she reaches down unceremoniously gathering you in her arms and waits for the doors to open. The moment the metal slides open she’s rushing out, dodging people and shushing you as you whimper with each thundering step she takes. You try to look around, but when you see her taking dark abandoned alleyways you hide your face in her neck instead. The slight pang of fear makes you want to find safety, and for some reason Kate feels like that for you.

The young Ronin sighs as she enters her penthouse, relaxing as the Bishop Security panel comes to life and secures the door behind her. She drops you roughly on the couch before she starts stripping layers, throwing everything around as she tries to take in what she just did. Her boss, Fisk, was going to murder her if he ever found out that this target was alive. Not only was this target alive, but she was keeping them in her apartment and trying to hookup with them.

When she looks up from the glass of liquor she poured, her gaze meets yours and she knows that it doesn’t matter. She was going to keep you, no matter who tried to go against her. You were hers, even if you didn’t know it yet.

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genshinboys · 4 years ago

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Going out on a date with Genshin boys - Kazuha

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Kazuha x gn reader

„Hey, Kazu, stop that, will you?” Your hands desperately clutch onto the hem of your kimono, which is now dancing with the wind, fluttering around, and thus jeopardizing the safety of your bottom by flaunting it to the cheerful ronin marching behind you.

„Stop what, Sweetheart?” Ever the innocent Kazuha remains oblivious to the accusations thrown at him.

The wind keeps whirling around and, alas, on this occasion, the garment does blow all the way up, rendering your buttocks as naked as the Moon before the fugitive from Inazuma.

The fucking audacity. Your eyes scream bloody murder when you turn on your heels to throttle the chuckling vagabond to death.

Upon seeing your vengeance-seeking face, your free-spirited lover does seem to fight for breath as he roars with laughter, hands holding onto his belly. His eyes crinkle merrily and if you thought you couldn’t possibly fall harder for him, well, you were stupid. Your brain turns into mush and all you can register is his boyish-like giggle ringing in your ears like a plague of mosquitoes. Your stomach does a flip when he titters for the last time in this high-pitched airy manner that never fails to tug at your heartstrings.

„Sweetheart, what’s all that anger for, hmm? Let me braid your hair so that you can relax a little.” Kazuha approaches, carrying the overflowing with field flowers basket in his hands.

Earlier in the day, he courtly offered for you two to stroll around the lands of Liyue in search of some blossoms.

„I want to make a pretty flower crown so that it can adorn the head of the Queen/King of my heart.” He confessed with a soft smile on his face when questioned about the objective of the outing.

You let out a defeated sigh when he intertwines your hands, and with a roll of your eyes, allow him to drag you in the direction of the nearest Sandbearer tree. Its peachy leaves and long branches perfectly shelter you from the burning rays of the setting Sun. He sits down, resting his back against the trunk and extends his arms to invite you to settle between his thighs. You comply with his wish, and he helps you to position yourself comfortably in his loving embrace.

Kazuha notices that you’re still sulking over his playful advances from earlier so, he places a kiss on the very tip of your ear and teasingly blows the air behind it, which causes your body to tremble like the flowers in his basket. Mischievously, he presses his fingers under your ribs and begins tickling you as though there was no tomorrow.

„No, Kazuha, please stop!” Pleading cries evoke yet another fit of giggles in the fugitive ronin.

„Only when you say that you love me.” He does not yield no matter how much you squirm in his arms.

„I do, I do, I do!” You surrender, yelling loud enough to wake the under-the-table drunk bard of Mondstadt.

Kazuha continues chuckling happily, feather-like kisses brush over your reddened cheeks.

Sitting in the shadow of the tall Sandbearer tree, with your back flush against Kazuha’s warm chest, the ronin meticulously weaves flowers into your strands while reciting his most recent haiku poems. Kazuha’s voice, velvety and smooth, in sing-like manner chants into your ear, eliciting hums of approval from your drowning in ecstasy limp body.

„You’re such a little brat Kazu, you know?” The accusation, barely a whisper, directed at your playful lover is almost lost between the grunts of pleasure caused by the jolts of electricity numbing your mind.

He snickers.

„What am I now, huh?” With colourful flowers gracing your head, Kazuha considers his job done. He nuzzles his nose against your cheek, and his fingers start teasingly playing with the strings of your kimono. Your gut clenches in anticipation when you come to a realisation that he’s actually pulling at the strings to undo the knot.

„You aren’t exactly lily-white yourself, Sweetheart.”

The platinum blonde eventually untangles the loop and sneaks his hand underneath the garment to feel you. He purrs like a kitten into your ear, charmed by the softness of your skin. His bandaged hand smoothly circles your abdomen. You whimper weakly once his hot tongue licks your earlobe, and then he grazes over it with his teeth, making you moan out even louder.

„That’s it, Y/N. Sing for me in that needy voice of yours,” Kazuha encourages progressively kissing lover and lover down to your neck. Your kimono falls to your sides and the gusts of wind do but little to cool down your blazing skin. There is this spinning in your head, like a merry-go-round when the ronin starts tormenting your body by swirling your nipples with his fingertips. The sensations spread throughout you. His playful fingers shoot off sparks straight into your groin. He is a tease. Kazuha’s patience knows no bounds, and he can elongate the rhythmic flicks of his fingertips till you beg and cry for him to make you cum. Your hips start bucking forward, looking for non-existent friction, as he gently pinches on your nipples. Blood rushes into the sensitive nerves, the erected buds turn slightly red, and you rut into the air turning Kazuha’s thoughts feral.

He lets his hot breath tickle your ear when he whispers sweetly, „Rest your legs on my thighs, Love. Spread yourself for me and I’ll make sure you won’t regret it.”

With a racing heart, you place your legs on top of his thighs, knees pressed to his. Cheeks burning in shame when you expose your arousal to grant the ronin’s request.

„Immaculate,” Kazuha praises, one of his hands boldly wanders lower. He starts stroking the flesh, spreading your juices all over you to make sure that it doesn’t hurt in the slightest. The wanton moans and desperate pleas falling from your lips make his erection twitch and he loses his stoic composure, grinding right into your back. Kazuha rolls his hips while both of his hands work their magic as the unbearable tension builds up in your belly. He keeps on moaning, lewdly whispering how good he feels with his cock dry-fucking into you from behind. He palms your wetness, rubbing in a circular motion while rolling his thumb over your nipple. Each time he does so, the aching feeling inside of you becomes too much to bear. Your core tightens and muscles spasm erratically with each stroke of his hand. Shuddering and whimpering, Kazuha is moving rhythmically with your pelvis right behind you. Nearing his climax, your lover’s thrusts turn brutally hard and even faster. He pants heavily, attempting to send you over the brink together with him.

„Kazu, Ahh--,” hard and full waves of pulsating energy still you in the ronin’s tight clutch as he joins you, spilling himself into his trousers with your name on his lips. His forehead is sweaty and strands of hair messily cling to the skin of his face. Kazuha’s hands shake uncontrollably when he places them on top of yours and pulls you into a breath-stealing hug.

„You should know better than not to put on any underwear on a date with me.”

He wanted to be serious, but his eyes tell a different story, and this time both of you laugh out loud heartily.

Other boys:

Albedo

Kaeya

Diluc

Xiao

Zhongli

Childe

Other series:

Thigh job with Genshin boys

#kazuha headcanons #kazuha smut #kazuha scenarios #kazuha x reader #kazuha reader #kazuha x you #kazuha you #kazuha genshin impact #kazuha drabbles #kazuha imagines #genshin impact #genshin scenarios #genshin smut #genshin imagines #genshin drabbles #genshin headcanons

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c0s-lettuce · 3 years ago

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colleen's marvel masterlist!

link to main masterlist

peggy carter

fate unkind (one-shot)

synopsis: you never thought you'd see peggy ever again. but a trip through the multiverse proves you wrong.

lovestruck dances (one-shot)

synopsis: it's clear that you and peggy feel things for each other. a trip down memory lane encourages a further step in your relationship.

kate bishop

star (one-shot)

synopsis: kate drags you out to the club. but while you're there, you can't stop thinking about her.

kazi kazimierczak

box cutter (one-shot)

synopsis: you are tasked to threaten talk to kazi about the issue of ronin. but, of course, you have some fun doing it.

peter parker

see you later (one-shot)

synopsis: villains from different universes start bleeding into your world. as things fall apart, an alternate spider-man shows up. and he seems rather fond of you.

sergei kravinoff

wonder (one-shot)

synopsis: you and sergei have always had a friends-with-benefits sort of relationship. but it teeters on something more and more each time he sees you.

flattery (one-shot, smut)

synopsis: sergei has gotten in the habit of bombarding your life. your home is his, your bed is his. and your shower time? he thinks it's his as well.

guardian angel (one-shot)

synopsis: you were in the wrong place at the wrong time, which out a target on your back. but sergei won't leave you to fend for yourself.

blissfully unaware (one-shot)

synopsis: for the last three years, you've been raising your daughter, emilia, by yourself. but when her father finds out, he wants to be a part of your lives again.

hunting him for fun (blurb)

his first love (blurb)

loki

insurmountable (one-shot)

synopsis: being stuck in a memory prison is loki's own personal hell. all until you show up, somehow going against the laws of the prison.

neighbours (series, incomplete)

synopsis: after the events of svartalfheim, you decide to leave asgard. your many years on sakaar go well until loki returns from the dead once again.

danny rand

please be careful (one-shot)

synopsis: after years of being presumed dead, your best friend returns to new york. and now he also thinks he can fight the hand alone.

white light (one-shot)

synopsis: you used your powers to help heal a bleeding danny rand. and he is forever grateful to have met you that night.

frank castle

i owe you one (one-shot)

synopsis: frank crashes into your clinic one night, bleeding out. you use your healing powers to help him.

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stellaspectral · 22 days ago

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🪧 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 🪧

Requests: currently open 🐢 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 🐢 Last Updated: 2/8/2025

✍️ What I will write ✍️

Leo, Raph, Donnie, and Mikey x Human Female/Gender-neutral Reader (short?) stories in the following universes:

ROTTMNT

TMNT 2003

Bayverse

TMNT 2012

TMNT 2007

The Last Ronin

I will write the following genres:

Fluff (from slight fluff to tooth-rottingly sweet if you want)

Angst (including the bad future timelines, stories dealing with death, etc.)

Smut (almost anything from vanilla to kinky™)

General (somewhere in-between the above genres? 🤷🏻‍♀️)

My default is writing everyone aged-up, especially in mature situations! Let's not get weird here, okay?

🚫 What I won't write 🚫

Any TMNT iteration that isn't currently listed above. (Might consider more in the future!)

Headcanons (maybe in the future!)

Non-human Reader

Turtlecest/TCest/Incest in general

Requests that focus on any other character but the main turtles and the Reader (like April, Casey, etc. but they can still be mentioned or a part of the story!)

Male Reader (maybe in the future!)

Extreme gore

Underage characters in sexual situations, pedophilia, etc.

Rape/Abuse/Sexual Assault

Anything else not listed here that I don't feel comfortable with

📝 Rules 📝

I only accept requests for Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles at this blog.

I reserve the right to decline any request that I'm not comfortable with for any reason.

Send your request with as many details as you can (TMNT iteration, character(s), genre, etc.) to my ask box. The more information you provide, the better I can tailor the story to your request.

If you don't specify the gender you want me to write the reader, I will default to female.

If you neglect to state which TMNT iteration you want written about, I'll choose randomly from my list.

One request per ask. (You can send multiple asks, but please keep them separate.)

I will not accept anonymous NSFW requests! You must have an account that clearly states your age because I don’t fancy writing smut or any hardcore content for minors. 🙅‍♀️

Do not send me a direct message; it will be ignored!

Don't go spamming or bugging me with your request, or about how long it will take to complete. I write for fun, but I also have a life outside of fandom. And life has a way of getting busy, so I will finish it as soon as I am able. (Note: My own stories/fics will always take priority over requests.)

And most importantly, be polite and respectful!

#request rules

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otonymous · 3 years ago

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Under the Red Lanterns of Shimabara (MLQC Gavin - NSFW)

Description: Can love bloom between a ronin and an oiran? Find out in this bittersweet, alternate universe (AU) story starring Gavin Bai of MLQC fame and set in Japan's Bakumatsu period (1853-1867)!

Warnings: NSFW/18+: Explicit/graphic language & mature themes — reader discretion is advised. Potential trigger warnings: graphic violence and mentions of death, trauma, civil war, historical inaccuracies for the sake of drama, mentions of alcohol and unhealthy coping mechanisms, prostitution, deflowering and angst

Word Count: ~4600 words (~24 mins of historical Gavin (Haku) angst with a serving of smut)

Perhaps it had to do with the way he moved: large hands reaching out, tentative and with a surprising gentleness, like one extending a finger as a perch for a delicate butterfly. Slowly, they bridged the gap between you and him, and you could do little but watch as he slid the geta from your left foot, his sword-calloused fingers making quick work of mending the strap that had snapped during your tumble to the ground.

“Can you walk?”

His voice was low, dark like smoke rising from ashen remains to kiss the cool rain. But you heard every word, exposed to the elements though he was while you sat beneath the shelter of the umbrella he had retrieved on your behalf, the swordsman having ran to where it had rolled into a ditch at the side of the road.

You nod without thinking, the meaning of his question lost the moment he wraps his fingers about your wrist to help you to your feet. And though it certainly wouldn’t be the last, it was the first time a man had touched you in such an intimate way.

Heat blossomed on your cheeks. Had you not remembered they were still covered beneath a layer of mud, you surely would have been embarrassed.

Full story up now on my Pa*t*reon page (please see link in pinned post)! Hope you all enjoy it and happy reading! 🥰💕

#mlqc #mr love queen's choice #love and producer #mlqc gavin #mr love gavin #gavin bai #mlqc smut #mlqc fanfic #my writing

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diamantesart · 3 years ago

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Diamante-chan (SB030) masterpost for the Stucky Bingo (@stuckybingo)

14 prompts (2 adopted) done in total, two bingos (with adopted), 1 edit, 2 fanfics/chapters of fanfics, 4 fanarts, and 7 moodboards, but just one couple: Steve/Bucky 01. O2 - Art Format: Monochrome - Tentacle Beauty (Moodboard, Rated E, Major Tags: tentacles, tentacle porn, consentacles, canon divergence, nudity)

02. N1 - Image: catfa, Bucky in uniform takes Steve under his arm - Last Ride Home (Fanart, Rated G, Major Tags: pre-war stucky, 1930s stucky, pre-serum steve)

03. B2 - Germany - Between Metal and Blood (Moodboard, Rated M, Major Tags: canon divergence, Hydra Steve, Captain Hydra, Winter Soldier Bucky, dehumanization, body modifications, non consensual body modifications, robotic parts, implied torture, blood)

04. G1 - Compromise - From Shield to Sword (Moodboard, Rated T, Major Tags: canon divergence, post Infinity War, Ronin Steve, grief, unhealty coping mechanism, vigilantism)

05. G3 - Holiday - Let’s be naughty. Save Santa the trip. (Fanfic, Rated E, Major Tags: smut, Christmas smut, food play, dirty talk, creams as lube, married couple)

06. N3 - Free Square - A Vision (Moodboard, Rated G, Major Tags: non binary Bucky, marriage, marriage in Wakanda, fluff)

07. B3 - Kink: Cockwarming - Puppy (Fanart, Rated E, Major Tags: canon divergence, married couple, puppy play, muzzle gag, collar, cockwarming, light bdsm, comic)

08. Adopted Square (For I3) - Romantic Comedy - So... What's your name? (Chapter 3 of Loving Every Part Of You) (Fanfic, Rated E, Major Tags: mention of phone sex, masturbation, sugar daddy Steve, sugar baby Bucky, reincarnation)

09. I1 - 1940s - We were still young enough to be immortal (Edit, Rated G, Major Tags: 1940s stucky, edit, Jane Hawking quote)

10. G5 - Gifts - Gifts (Fanart, Rated G, Major Tags: shrinkyclinks, flower-shop owner Steve, modern small Steve, post winter soldier Bucky, fluff)

11. I2 - Hunter - We are the hunters (Moodboard, Rated T, Major Tags: Attack on Titan AU, survey corps Steve, survey corps Bucky, blood, mention of violence)

12. B1 - Art Format: Explosion of Colors - Underwater (Fanart, Rated G, Major Tags: mermaid Bucky, human Steve, mermaid AU)

13. O1 - "I don't know if I'm worth all this." - No Title (Moodboard, Rated G, Major Tags: self doubts, established relationship, domesticity, marriage, pet, kid)

14. Adopter Square (For O3) - "I thought you were dead." - Meeting you again (Moodboard, Rated G, Major Tags: presumed characters death, canon MCU, meeting again, lost lovers)

#stucky bingo round 3 #stucky bingo #stucky bingo masterlist #stucky bingo masterpost #stucky #stucky fanart #stucky fanfic #stucky moodboard #stucky edit

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nessinborderland · 4 years ago

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Ronin (浪人)

Pairing: Samurai!Last Boss x Kunoichi!Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: You finally meet again after a decade apart. Takatora is set on never being apart from you again. Ever.

Warnings: mentions of prostitution, sex (but nothing too explicit), 16th century Japan, forbidden love, mentions of underaged intimacy between consenting teenagers

Notes: @adarlingmess asked: I'm gonna feed your Takatora Samurai AU with this request: Samurai!Last Boss having an affair with the ninja his clan hired, Kunoichi!Reader 👀 KCJDKXJX YOUR BRAIN SO SEXY 🤩 I love this idea so much, fuck yeah. Tysm for feeding my obsessions 🥺 Again, this turned into a one-shot lol. Hope you enjoy! (And please don’t be shy, lemme know your opinions on this 👀)

Takatora waited.

The cheap brothel he was in was a small two-story building, a bar on the ground floor with a few rooms above. It served low-quality sake and the floor was mostly dirt and hay, but it was clean and he knew people there minded their business.

He made sure to pay the old lady behind the counter enough money for that.

The establishment was full at that hour of the night, with customers drinking and flirting with the women that walked around in skimpy clothing. The prostitutes smiled and laughed, searching for a man to spend an hour or two, and hopefully make some money out of it.

They knew not to approach him.

"You're looking awfully lonely."

At least some did.

He glanced at whoever spoke to him, ready to send them away, when his eyes locked on your face. He was unable to do anything but stare, mouth agape as he took in your features. You looked different, you sounded different; but it was you, without a doubt.

"Y/N–"

"I'm assuming you got my note?" you asked, eyes nervously glancing around you. He did the same, quickly assuring himself that no one was paying attention to any of you. He nodded and retrieved a small piece of paper where you had scribbled a code.

"You remembered..." he said. After so many years, he would never believe you to still know the code that you had invented as love-struck teenagers.

"Of course I do," the smile you send him took his breath away. Your hand raised to lay on top of his, still holding the cup of sake, sending an electric-like sensation throughout his body. He could feel his heartbeat in his ears as you pressed yourself against his side, mouth so close to his own that he felt himself get hot all over, "I've missed you, Tora."

Your kiss was exactly like he remembered; soft, warm and passionate. It set his body on fire, a burn that grew into a desire so big he could barely control himself from taking you right there on the counter.

You broke the kiss before he could pull you into his lap, pressing your cheek on his as you took deep breaths.

"We shouldn't do this here," you whispered in his ear, "If Lord Takeda finds out–"

"He won't, I made sure of that."

It only took a look between you for him to stand up and take you upstairs. You walked through the narrow hallway, him pulling you by the hand as you hurried to a room at the end. Moaning and giggling could be heard on either side of the hallway, shadows visible through the paper-thin sliding doors.

You were kissing the moment you sled the door of your room shut. You undressed each other’s kimonos like ravaging animals, hungry for each other's touch, each other's body, each other's kiss. It had been so long.

Your body felt and looked different after all those years. You were a grown woman now, body full of curves and skin still soft but tarnished with scars that weren't there before.

You were the most beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes on.

"I missed you so much..." he whispered against your lips, gently laying you on top of the simple futon that was the only barrier between your body and the tatami-mat floor.

You moaned, gripping his long hair as his hands started touching all over your body, big palms kneading your breasts as his tongue tasted the saltiness of your skin. He got drunk on your words of praise and lust, wanting this moment to last forever.

It wasn't long before you felt him against your core, hard and leaking as he positioned himself in-between your legs. He shoved himself inside you at the same time he groaned into your mouth, swallowing your moans as he filled you to the brim.

Being inside you again felt like a dream, warm and wet cunt gripping his length like you wanted to keep him inside you forever. He took deep breaths as he slowly started to move, afraid he was going to finish before he had barely begun.

"Please move...Tora, please," your words made it impossible for him to control himself for much longer, lost in your body and all the pent-up desire. So he did what you told him to do, more than happy to obey.

That's what he did best, after all.

But not always.

"What do you think Lord Takeda will do if he finds out?" you asked after you were both satiated and spent, lying in each other's arms as you regained your breath. He took his time answering, not wanting to think about it. Even the possibility of it made his stomach turn.

"He will have me killed for laying with his favorite kunoichi," he said, arm tightening around your shoulders in an unconscious gesture, "But I like to think that he will have mercy on you."

"You know that I tried to come back to you..." you whispered after some time of nothing but complete silence. He hummed in acknowledgment, and you continued, "But I had missions to complete every time I tried to come back, and in the rare times I was here you weren't, and–"

"You don't have to explain yourself to me," he interrupted, "I know Lord Takeda went to great measures to stop us from seeing each other..." it hurt Takatora to think about it like that, but it was the truth. When they grew up, his childhood friend – Takeda Katsuyori – became the daimyo of the clan while he – Samura Takatora – became his samurai. The fact that they both loved the same girl only strained their relationship further, "He loves you, you know?"

"But I chose you ten years ago," you said with a kiss to his chest, right on his tiger tattoo, "I chose you tonight," a kiss to his neck, "And I will choose you ten years from now."

He hungrily kissed you back when you reached his lips, already burning in desire for you. You made love again, so desperate and passionate like only two forbidden lovers could be.

"Run away with me," he blurted out hours later when you were both on the verge of falling asleep. But he couldn't. He couldn't rest knowing that there was the possibility that he would lose you again.

He meant what he said. He would rather become a ronin and be with you, than continuing to live without you by his side. You stared at him with wide eyes, and he waited, hopeful and terrified of your answer.

Then you nodded and smiled, a beautiful grin that made him sure that he wouldn’t hesitate to kill anyone who dared to stop you.

Anyone.

You parted ways before the sun was up, with a kiss and the promise to meet again that night when the moon was at its highest.

He spent his day thinking of you, anxiously waiting for the time where he could inconspicuously flee the castle. When that time arrived, he grabbed the few belongings he had and his treasured daisho set, stole a horse, and went to the agreed place.

Takatora waited. But you never showed up.

So he drew his katana and did what he had to do and.

A Ronin had no masters, after all.

Kunoichi: female ninja

Daimyo: Japanese feudal lords

Daisho swords: set of long and short swords, worn by Samurai warriors. The long sword is called Katana and the short one is called Wakizashi.

Ronin: a samurai without a lord or master

#alice in borderland #ima wa no kuni no alice #alice in borderland fanfic #samura takatora #last boss x reader #last boss #last boss imagine #aib oneshot #aib fanfic

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theyhavetakenovermylife · 2 months ago

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Random Headcanons (Angst) (18+)

LTR!Leonardo x reader

A/N: I’m here with some more 18+ headcanons, to fill out the areas with little to no posts! This time it’s some Last Ronin with it’s signature angst and foreshadowing, because we are all addicted to the pain just to feel something!... Or maybe that’s the depression talking, idk. Anyway! Hope you’ll enjoy🖤

Reader and Leo are in their 20’s - 30’s.

Warnings: Mentioning of sex, mentioning of death of a family member, implied angst sex, TLR foreshadowing.

The best way you could describe Leo was focused and determined. Very little could push him from his goals and expectations he had put for himself. That is something that has stayed persistent throughout Leo’s life, and even made its way into you and Leo’s sex life. But though Leo always stayed focused and determined, he couldn’t help but let the world influence him from time to time. Only a cold being wouldn’t let the world do that, and Leo was far from cold to the world. He may not show it to the world, often facing it with a stone face, but he was a very emotional person, often feeling much more than you believed he had room for. And you got to feel it all from him.

When you first meet Leo, Shredder was still alive. But your relationship would go from friends to lovers shortly after Shredder’s death, with your first time together almost being a form of celebration. A celebration that the world now was safe for you two, and Leo finally felt safe enough to give it all to you, emotionally and physically. At that point in time, sex with Leo was very joyish and experimental. Smiles and laughs between passionate kisses, and many sleepless nights that left your legs numb.

But then Raph was killed, and that tore up something in all of Leo’s family. The period of celebration was over and a new war was brewing on the horizon. It changed many things in your lifes, and there was no way around the changes in your sex life. Sex became much more focused and intense, as if Leo had a strong purpose whenever he thrusting into you at a firm and rapid pace, staring you deeply into your eyes. It was no longer just about bodily pleasures, but a need to make sure that both of you showed just how much you loved each other. You never knew what the next day would bring, and Leo wanted to make sure, that if any of these nights would be the last he would spend with you, then he would make it memorable, making it better than any night before that. It was one of Leo's many ways to show you, how you were his rock through this. He had no idea where he would find himself in this without you by his side.

There were times where Leo would find himself very stressed and fearful about the future. During these moments, it was just easier for him to show you how he was feeling instead of telling you. Leo’s body against yours could portray many emotions, that neither of you really had words to express. And at times you wondered what you would do, without Leo’s strong body and mind to help you through the dark times…

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starshipsofstarlord · 4 years ago

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remember my name

steve rogers x ronin!reader / masterlist

summary; five years is a long time, but now there is hope of returning those that turned to ashes to the reality. as a former member of the avengers, steve sets out to find you, finally seeing what you had become / warnings; death, angst, murder, mentions of sex, smut, flashback, captain kink

blood, it ran like a serpent on the cement, curving its red spine to elaborate the cracks in the ground. steve watched with distaste on the street, his patriotic orbs following after the crimson lines, watching lewdly as they met with the hood’s feet.

steve’s expression was one of exasperation, concurred in a waver of disgruntled shock. there were remnants of the kill dripping from blade, descending to the ground. once, the weapon had been used to allege a fight for a good cause. oh, how times had changed.

now it was served a purpose to subdue execution, slicing the air ways of men that deserved no more than have been turned to dust along with their previous victims. now, they could disdain no more damage onto society, their numbers were dwindling, as each was taken down, with the retribution of their loyal followers.

his blue eyes were given no option to look away, not as the inflicting murderess dropped her hood, revealing her face; it was you. the rain spattered the street, clinging your follicles to the surface of your face, it had gotten longer since the last time he had seen you, the parting of one side of your head was shaved, it was a modern style, and well, different than what he had been used to.

“y/n...” it felt as though he were uttering a stranger’s name, it had been half a decade since he had last witnessed your presence, after everyone had vanished, you had ventured off, taking the lives of many as you attempted to move on and satiate in your sorrow.

“it’s been a long time steve.” you smiled, as you watched his blond locks drown in the weather, though, he paid no mind. his eyes were locked upon you, his pupils dilated as he studied every difference to your exterior. you appeared a little older, as was a given, there were dark circles bothering the ponds of your under eyes, stating that you still struggled with nightmares after you had lost the battle.

“for you too, as i can see.” he sadly smiled, watching intently as you put the katana back into its slip, stepping inherently closer as he grasped your cheek, noticing how you tried to turn out of his grip. he didn’t allow you that luxury, he held your face steady as he nervously panted. “why did you leave, and do this as an alternative of all things?”

“avenging is no longer an accomplishment, we lost, and this way, i am abolishing the bad guys before they get their rise to global terror. don’t you understand?”

“no, i didn’t mean the compound, i meant that night.” even him mentioning it had you freezing up, aware of what he was promoting at. “we had our moment, and you disappeared, you weren’t there in the morning; i needed you, and i thought you needed me too.”

“who i was back the did, she really needed you, but she’s gone. she had to go, if she hadn’t, then she wouldn’t have survived the aftermath. now why are you here rogers?” your tone was stiff, demanding an answer.

“steve.” his name was a safe haven on your lips, he laid atop of you, his beard brushing the sides along your neck as he planted sloppy kisses upon your delicate skin. fighting against thanos and all his force had essentially been a failure, people, your friends, had obliterated into piles of ash, blowing away whence the wakandan wind ushered by, like a whisper in the air.

the captain rutted his hips, as the pair of you laid in a combination of explorative limbs on your bed within the compound, sufficing sounds of pleasure withering out of your lips. he too needed to release some steam, using your body and it’s warm grip, as you did the same in turn.

there was pain lurking in the depths of your emotion conjuring eyes, reflecting in his blue orbs, as he opened them, glancing at your face to fuel his movements of anticipating release. “i’m close captain, don’t stop.” he brought his hard working hand down, fiddling with your sensitive nub between his fingers, coercing you into spiralling over the edge.

he himself didn’t last much longer, grunts of emphasised endorsement radiating off his chest, as he placed a heavy and heated kiss upon your poised lips. a ground shaking tending of his shoulders indicated that he was stiffening up, getting close to relieving himself, and the stress that harboured his shield of a heart.

he had been through so much already, same as you, and thus when he rolled off of you, he brought your body to lay against his chest, raking his fingers through your hair, planting a tender kiss upon your forehead.

“we’ll get them back darling.” he promised you, as you all relished in the company of one another, some more than others, as you waited to hear something, anything, from tony, wherever the hell he was in the abyss above. it was a promise of steve’s part, but as time went on, it became doll.

like an old movie, it lost it’s future optimism, disappearing into a blithering of new coming titles, fawning you into remembering all their names, and how you would never see them again. they were all gone, your family vanished, and there was nothing that could be done.

it was a long shot, but it was the best chance that they had been handed. scott had informed them of quantum physics, and how it protected him from the blip and all its pain; time worked differently in the realm that he had delved into, and it gave them hope.

not to mention, they had yet to see tony, and make his mind revisit the prospect of reversing the affects of the infinity gauntlet, and thanos’ thu’um. and if steve managed to bring you aboard their hopefulness, he would take you with them, and show you the cabin that tony resided in.

it would be his way of informing you that you could have it all, the life that you wanted. a home, where you would no longer have to run, finding shelter and attacking the enemy from dark corners, preying on them like a predator, disguising yourself in a black attire, so that you could blend into the deadly atmosphere almost undetected.

and not to mention, the marriage and the kid. they were things that you had sworn off, revelling in the life of a skilled mercenary, never wanting to ever endanger loved ones in that way, knowing the wrath that your job and potential could cause.

“we have a chance to set things straight.” he responded, noticing how you had stepped away from his hand, and instead focused all your senses into listening to him. “there is a way to bring them all back.” a chortled laugh echoed off your chest, as you crossed your arms over your chest.

“if there was, we would have found it years ago, don’t give me hope where there is none.” you insisted, the emotion straining through your words. “that night, i left all reminders behind, don’t return them to my brain when i am finally able to comprehend what i need to do.”

“what you need to do y/n is have a little faith, you trust me, don’t you?” a moment of silence enveloped the two of you, the falling of the rain filling in the tense air, as steve continued to reprimand your agenda. “i know you do, so, so come home.”

the avengers compound; home. “tell me it will work steve, i can’t lose them again, not again. false efficiency concerning this will only make it hurt once more, possibly worst than the first, where i saw their bodies descend into nothing more than specks.”

“it has to.” those words were the same thing that he had been telling himself. “and if not, we’ll have each other to lean on again, i know it’s not much but-“

“it’s enough.” you finished for him, a pained smile expressive on your complexion. “because this time, i am really going to need you, i will become who i was once more. and if i crumble, i am going to need you to be there for me, to catch you when i fall, and most probably if we do get them back. i still feel overwhelmed about everything, and thus all that bothers my mind is images of you.”

how you wished he had stayed, but alas he had to go back in time, and unite with peggy, alternately allowing you to spiral. it made you regret, only partially of course on a somewhat selfish scale, ever continuing on with the due path. whilst you had gained your family back, you had lost one vastly import member.

you’d remember his name, for good and bad. he had hurt you, but helped you altogether, reminding you of your duty once more, that was avenging. a part of you wished that you had never left him that night, maybe then, his actions would have been different, and he’d have stayed, but again, it was only a theory, something you could never be certain of.

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