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[pigfacedbitch]

Falling In Love With Leo Valdez

summary : title speaks for itself. reader is a daughter of Poseidon. timeline is from the lost hero to mark of Athena.

word count : 0.7k

type : imagines

pairing/s involved : Leo Valdez x Reader, Brother! Percy Jackson x Reader

warning/s : dealing with a loved one's disappearance, depression, and coping

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Percy is the amazing older brother anyone could ever ask for. He made sure that you were thoroughly trained and well-oriented on what it means to be a demigod.

The only downside? He is extremely protective, especially when someone is romantically interested in you.

"PERCY!" You see the camper who flirted with you earlier got knocked off of his canoe and almost drowned in the lake.

"What? It wasn't me."

But his face says otherwise. He can be insufferable.

You love him dearly anyway.

So when he vanished that summer, you are a mess. Chiron had to monitor your every move because you might try to find Percy on your own.

Annabeth told you she received a word of where he is and assured you that everything will be okay. Instead she brought back three strangers with her.

One particularly caught your attention with his elf-like features and scrawny build. You found him... cute.

As expected, Leo flirted with you right away. How could he not? You are hot! 😍

"Hey there, cutie. Are you a goddess?"

"No. My name is (Y/N)."

"Leo Valdez but you can call me anything you want-"

"How about dead?" Annabeth cuts him off, giving him an icy glare. That was enough to shut him up.

Leo uses all of his time to be with you. He is so in love, it's almost sickening.

At first, it's just harmless flirting.

Then he notices the little things— you don't eat that much, easily space out in conversations, lethargic, and has always a forlorn look on your beautiful face.

You, on the other hand, have repressed your emotions to look 'strong'. Annabeth tries to be there for you but she is suffering too.

That's why you bawled your eyes out when Leo asks you about Percy one night.

After that, he swears to you that he will be there to help you cope and look for your brother as well.

He lessens the flirting, shifting to jokes and funny stories that make you laugh.

Disobeying the rules in the dining pavilion, he eats his meals with you on the Cabin 3 table.

You're the first person he brings in Bunker 9, letting you use the place for your own leisure. You often nap there.

Despite the instant attraction, trust gradually grows between you and Leo.

You weren't some silly crush anymore but someone Leo can confide in, and he to you.

Those who observe see that you are becoming lively again. Your smile is no longer forced, you're now eating well, and looking forward to training and games.

The moment you realize Leo wasn't just a friend was because of some jerks who think you were out of his league.

"Come on, man. She wouldn't date you."

You quickly walked up to them and kissed him in front of everyone.

To say Leo is surprised is an understatement. He almost blew up right then and there. That was his first kiss.

You had to pull him to your cabin to confess properly. Let's just say Leo had more than his first kiss that night. 👀

You two aren't officially dating yet, probably because of the war that's about to come.

However, you act like you do— displaying affections, acts of service, and most importantly, keeping each other alive.

There were no need to exchange I love yous, actions were more than enough. Though, Leo loves saying that to you whenever he can.

Annabeth knows Percy will likely kill Leo but if he makes you happy then why not?

Flashforward to Camp Jupiter, you walk to Reyna with Jason and the others. By the distance, you see Percy running towards you with his hands reaching out.

He engulfs you in a hug that you're sure will break your ribs.

"How come my little sister got smaller?"

"Shut up."

You both feel the heavy weight of worry on your shoulders disappear, Percy tigtening his hug on you if that was possible.

Even with the danger looming over all of your heads, you felt safe and content in Percy's arms. Everything seems perfect.

Now, there's only one problem...

How can you tell Percy that you're in love with Leo without the chances of drowning him to death?

[helenaaa2]

Part 2

"PUSH" its the only thing you can think, your insticts are telling you what to do, now how babies come out its so obvious, so you start your hard work.

"NGHAAAAAAAAAHHH" You push with all your might. Every single muscle is pushing, its working your baby out of your tummy, you open your eyes " Heeeeeheeeehooooooo....ughhh" the contraction just passed and now you take your time to breathe. You look down, your engorded tits that duplicated its size during your pregnancy are almost covering all of your view, you can see only the last part of your belly, your belly button that popped totally out touching the carpet, your belly is so big that it litterally touches the carpet.

You can start feeling how the next contraction its bulding up in your lower bump, the rest its over, now youre back in your duty, you have to bring this baby to your tribe, youre the only one that can handle this task. Your belly starts tigtening, it gets hard as a rock and you start feeling your belly button rubbing the carpet.

"ONE...UNGHHHHHH....NGH...TWO..." you push hard, feeling the massive head opening your vagina, your baby finding its way out. Now, a few pushes later, you start feeling something different, it starts to burn, your whole body starts shaking, you let your arms fall in the carpet in your elbows making more room for the baby, you know its stretching your vagina sooo wide "HEEEHEEEHOOOO-HEEEEEEEEHEEEEEHOOOOO-NGHHAHHHH" You push as hard as you can so it could end sooner, it starts burning even more, "HOW BIG IS THIS BABY GODDD??? NGHAAAA" you continue pushing as the burning gets worse and worse each second, until you hear a "PLOP" and feel a lot of water running down your legs, the head is out.

Its been a few hours easily, but now its about to end, the head is out, thats the worst part right?. Your body gives you a rest and you use those minutes to turn your belly up, its so tired for your arms to keep you all fours.

Youre used to feel when the contraction its starting little by little, but now it just hitted strong and sharp in your lower belly "ARGHHHHHH-GET OUT OF ME NOW" you shout, and in that moment the male that impregnated you gets inside your house as fast as he could, you feel very happy that someone can help you, you dont care about your culture rules. The man gets between your legs totally shocked "this is the biggest baby i've ever seen Lucy" he said "how...how...how did you got that head out of your small vagina, that hurted so bad for sure" he said amazed "TAKE OUT WHAT YOU THE BABY YOU PUT INSIDE OF ME NOW" you shout "ok, ok Lucy...here we go, im gonna pull and youre gonna oush ok Lucy?" you start feeling the contraction "NOW ABRAHAM PULLL...NGHAAAAAA" The burn comes back but even worse than before, you start feeling like youre going to split in two, your small vagina now is wide stretched to its limits "PULL ABRAHAM PULL...HEEEHEEEHOOO..NGHHHHHHHHH" justv when you think that's impossible, you feel the babys shoulders coming out, it stretches you to the max "ABRAHAMMMMMM" you feel your pussy burning as hell but then you hear a gush, lots of water started coming out of you, your baby girl is born.

You look down, between your legs and over your partially deflated tummy and can barely saw Abraham holding your baby, totally covered on your fluids "Look Lucy, we made a mini Lucy and you just took it out" You start crying as he puts your baby girl in your belly and you see how she starts sucking on your full boobs, now your whole body is fullfilling its duty.

[stonedlilac]

•TW• Knifeplay, forced submission, cnc, primal play, bondage, fingering, kidnapping.•

Running, pace quickening I make a fatal mistake, I glance back. I feel your whole body weight slam me into the ground. I grunt beneath you already struggling, screaming obscenities and squirming. My nails clawing at the ground beneath me as I desperately try to slinker away. Your grunts match mine as you grab ahold of my wrists, forcing them behind me and securing them in place with one hand.

My ragged breaths quicken as I suffocate into the dirt. You notice this and smirk, pressing firmly on the back of my skull as I begin to feel dazed and weaken beneath you. That's when I hear it. The all familiar click. I try to part my arms, but they're now cuffed behind me.

You grab ahold of the back of my hair, silent, almost like a hunter, forcing me to my feet, spinning me around and around, humiliating yet admiring the twists and contortions your sadistic hands create. My eyes are already starting to get wet, I'm dizzy and dazed, my outfit covered in branches, leaves and dirt. It's no use, we're alone. I start to buckle beneath you when I realize this, defeat already starting to take ahold.

You shake me, I spring back to my feet, harsh reality hitting me hard. That's when I hear another click. This one is all too familiar, too... it's a knife. I gasp and freeze like a doe trapped in headlights. You slowly bring the dull tip towards my neck, working it down. Hinting that you could flip it to the sharp side at any moment, if you really wanted. My breaths catching as I try not to breathe, my face flushed and reddening with every passing second. You quickly flip the knife, slicing open my dress from top to bottom. The wind hits my exposed breasts, as I didn't wear a bra today, my nipples hardening. You immediately notice this and let out a soft chuckle running the tip along my nipples. I start to squirm against you and you tighten a hand around my throat, folding and putting the knife in your pocket.

You bring it to my clit, gently rubbing through my panties, admiring how wet I am for you regardless of the harsh abuse. I feel my panties get pulled to the side and you slide a finger in. I can't help but let out a moan, my body and mind betraying me. You start to pump in and out of me, adding two, three fingers until I'm a whimpering mess, my wetness soaking up your hand as the rough thwap-thwap-thwaps of my dripping cunt fill the air.

You grab me, harder, a hand covers my mouth and nose as you feel me tigten against you, all air supply cut off. My pussy clenches against you and I involuntarily lift my thighs up until you're holding me with nothing but the fingers in my cunt and the hand wrapped around my mouth.

I clench around you, my body tensing as I cum hard against your hand. I barely have time to recover before you slap a piece of tape over my mouth and fling me over your shoulder like a ragdoll. I know I'm in for way worse, but it's useless to fight. Especially being as tied up as I am. My breaths hitched and sporadic, how am I already so ruined?

The cum leaks through my panties and down my thigh, a firm reminder of what I truly am and was made for. Just a toy to please and fill up when you feel the need, right?

[impala-dreamer]

Cracks In The Plaster

A Supernatural Quickie

~After a long day in the car, Dean's got plans to relieve a little tension...~

Dean Winchester x Reader

763 Words

Warnings: NSFW. Rough and Yummy Motel Sex ;)

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God it hurts but it's also really fucking good the way he's ratcheting into you, every pull out lifting you off of the wall, every thrust slamming you back into it. The plaster is groaning nearly as loud as you are and the dusty wallpaper is threatening to curl around you. The motel room didn’t know what was in store when you checked in; truly, neither had you.

Dean had turned the key, stepped back to let you in, and then attacked out of nowhere. Hours on the road with your teasing smile and flirtatious side-glances had driven him wild and the beast inside took over as soon as the latch caught.

You were in his grasp before you knew what was happening, gasping as his plump, cracked lips locked onto your pulse and his strong arms twisting around you from behind. His right hand cupped your tits while the fingers of his left hand splayed across your soft belly, teasing at the hem of your jeans.

You could feel him growing hard against your ass, denim fighting denim, heat building, breaths matched in heaviness.

“Fuck, Dean,” you sighed, moaning as he gripped your right nipple hard and twisted it into a tight bud.

“Need you,” he growled, teeth leveled at your jaw. “Now.”

A thrust of his hips made your eyes roll and you shoved back against it, rubbing your ass over his caged erection.

“You got me, cowboy…” You pushed again and his hand slid up from your tits to your throat, fingers tigtening around the sides as he yanked your head back.

“You sure about that?” He squeezed and your eyes fluttered, breath stopped for a moment. “Because I’m not gonna let you go…” With a snap, he had your jeans open and his fingers crawled inside, pressing hard up against your throbbing cunt. “Ever.”

The next few minutes were a blur. Spinning in his arms, you let go, giving yourself over to his desires, his whim. Almost too quickly, he had your shirt off and your bottoms gone- fabric twisted and damp and tossed carelessly away. He left your bra on, enjoying the way your tits looked propped up when he turned the cotton cups down beneath. He dipped his head to taste your nipples, biting and suckling until your skin was on fire and each scrape of his teeth made you wince and moan in pleasure.

Pushing your fingers through his short hair, you tugged as best you could, egging him on, silently begging for more.

“Driving me nuts all day,” he slurred, tongue heavy with lust as he shoved you back against the ugly wall by the television. “Such a fuckin’ tease…” He whipped his belt away and tugged his jeans down, letting them fall around his bowed knees.

Breathless, you chewed on the corner of your mouth and batted your lashes up at him. “Who? Me?”

Giant hands grabbed at your face, fingers curling in your hair as he licked into your slick mouth. “You.” He grit, kissing his way across your face and back as he dropped his hands to your sides and lifted you up.

Feet off the ground, you wrapped your legs around his waist, gasping as the tip of his cock slammed against your clit. Dean groaned and rolled his hips, rubbing himself through your lips, coating his cock in your wetness.

“Please…”

He pressed his tongue between his front teeth, tipped his head down to look up at you through impossibly thick lashes. “Love it when you get all whiney and desperate for me.”

Your nails dug into his shoulders, clinging to the canvas jacket and layers below. “Please, Dean… Please…”

“Yeah,” he grinned, “just like that…”

And now he’s really got you. The crack of his thighs against your ass makes your body ache, the racing, frantic thrust of his cock deep inside makes your mind melt. You struggle to hold on, hands clasped behind his neck, legs dandling, feet anchored on the plump globes of his ass.

The emerald of his eyes is nearly eclipsed by lustfilled pupils and he stares at you, panting, ruby lips parted and struggling, and fuck, it’s so good.

One, two, three, and you’re cumming hard on his cock; a pathetic cry muffled by his big palm. His eyes grind into yours and he pistons a little bit faster, a little bit harder, and you’re sure the wall is going to come down around you.

“Yes…” he groans, ready to plummet, holding back just long enough to really make himself insane. “Just. Like. That.”

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[wishmaster]

Hi, do you have an incubus costume of sorts available? Imagine what it'd be like to be a real one. I'd probably just ensnare a hot rich guy or 2 or a finite number definitely.

New Life

You slide on a pair of black leather pants that quickly tigten as your body muscles up, your ass big and firm, as a devil like tail shoots out just above your ass, You dick enlarges and now emits a massivly intoxicating smell, Horns shoot from your head as your ears becoming pointy your muscles make you look like either a ripped muscle builder or a pornstar.

Your skin eventually turns a deep red as your mouth fills with sharp fangs. You look around, as you notice men wandering towards you distracted by your new musk. But you want something more, you leap out the window and into the night. You are looking for some rich men to help you gain the life you wish to live on Earth. They'll be unable to resist you, your dick musk over powers all who take in it's smell. You smile knowing how much fun you are about to have as the newest Incubus in the world.

[mikalame]

Hi I love your stories and I wanted to ask you if you could make a story with Manzini that he gets jealous in the club and then like smut, thank youuu

Green isn't a good colour on you

taglist :@oppopotamus @violentnewmarley @saumspam

im just gonna skip to the sausy part sorry pooks

"You fucken think your so smart huh, fucken grinding on that guy while you KNOW i was there, watching you, your a little shit you know" Manzini huffs slamming the door befhind him when you to get to the clubs bathroom.

"Well it wasn't like YOU were doing anything you were just standing there, i had to get my fill some how" you say sitting down on the sinks counter pulling out a cigertte and lighting it.

"God, i knew you were a slut but i didnt think you would snoop this low come on ___ " Manzini rolls his eyes taking the cigerette out of the girls hand and taking a puff "really kris taking my cig" she huffs

"You know he would he would probably fuck me better then you could i mean did you see the guys arms, ugh is hands them fingers would get so deep, further then you cou-" she groans as her head contacts the tile wall as manzini has his hand around her neck.

"You wanna be whore" he goans in the girls ear tigtening his grip around her neck "bring it on cuck" she smirks

In an instant he feels a pair of soft but chapped lips on her own, the kiss is fast and breathless both pulling back to take in deep breaths. A rough hand is on her waist and moving up, quickly undoing her bra and dropping it to the ground before pulling her dresses top under her boobs, taking one of her nipples in his mouth while tweaking the other.

She lets out a soft while not fulling giving into the feeling, teasing him trying to get him to give her more without saying it, her ego is to big for that.

Manzini under stands what she wants, moving his leg to be in between her thighs only letting her grind on his leg for a few second beofore moving his legs away.

Hearing her whine out of frustration makes him kiss her harder both of them now completely out of breath takeing in deep breaths before diving back in.

"Please..." she moans her nipples becoming sensitive from the tweaking and kissing whining more when she feels his teeth slightly move over them.

"hmm baby i cant hear you, were you begging, i though i was a cuck" manzini questions raising his eyebrow at the girl. "please i didnt mean i i was just joking" she gives him a breathles laugh trying to joke around.

"oh okay" he argrees undiong him bealt him baggy pants falling to the ground along with his belt. Taken back the girl quickly pulls up her dress and takes of her lacy panties spreading her legs a bit.

Manzini grabs under her thighs making her move closer to him she leans her head back waiting for his fingers to start warming her up, she feels wet fingers at her entrance.

instead of the nice feeling she gets from his fingers filling her up and the curling feeling of his finers on her g-spot she instead het hit with his cock straight away no prep (guys dont do this irl it would probs hurt lol)

"OW, FUCK KRISTOFFER, what the hell" she moans from the intrusion gripping his shirt bitting her lip from the pain "You were being such a slut would of though you would be wet enough" he groans doing shallow thrust into her making her wetter by the seond.

"Y-yeah but.. your p-post to-" she gets cut of by him doing a deep thrust hitting just where she needed "Oh Fuck" she crys out if the usic in the club was any quiter the club would of heard what they were doing him the bathroom.

He grips onto her thighs tightly leaving creasten shapes on them moving her legs further apart whenever she trys to close them, he feels her pussy grip on to him.

"you getting close slut huh" he groans "y-yeah" she gasps back trying to form some sort of answer. she gripping every thing she can leaving red scratches over his arms and her back arches and she lets out a throaty moan, her legs lock up and shake a bit.

When she comes down from her high she expects manzini to slow down but instead he goes faster hitting her g-spot every time, rubbing quick circles on her clit.

"W-wait, Krist, slow d-down" she moans out, overstimulation getting to her tears start to roll down her face as she trys to form words. "Oh its not that bad ___ get your self together your starting to look like a actual whore, oh wait you are one" (BURNNN 🔥) manzini groans ito her neck.

Manzini pulls out for a second turning her around to watch her in the mirror, quickly sliding back in and going fast again not letting her rest.

He watches as her face screws in pleasure the knot in his stomach forming, but he wants her to be a complete mess, letting her know she couldnt get away with that sort of behaviour.

Her pussy starts to milk him letting him know she closes again bring him close fast, he starts to dive in and out quick using the rest of his enegery on this, grabing her hair in a fistfull pulling back her back was flush agaist his chest.

"Go on look at the mess you are" he groans his orgasm nearly there ___ looks up slowly her eyelashes fluttering making contact with his reflection, her eyeliner running down her cheeks lipstick smudged over her mouth and on his aswell.

She looks over the deep purple hickeys dotts all over her neck this combined with the deep fast thrusts manzini is doing seads her over the edge, arching her back away from his chest.

This also sends manzini over aswell her pussy milking him for his worth, groaning into her neck his grip tighening on her hip definatly going to leave bruises.

After they both came down from there highs he pulls out slowly watching his cum drip out of her, he walks over and grabs some paper towels to clean both of them up.

He pulls her dress down and covers her boobs aswell pocketing her bra and panties in him jeans pockets not without her eyeroll. "Really" her eyebrow raised, a little giggle come from him while he shruggs.

Pushing the door they see the guy ___ was grinding on. The man quickly puts 2 and two togther and walks away a bit shocked and what the two of them were doing in the bathroom.

The pair giggle to them selfs as they walk out of the club.

Hope you like anon i feel like this is sorta hate fucking but im not sure lol

[rayofsuns]

Summary: Damian Al Ghul loved his mother to no end but when she treatens to harm the one person he might love a bit more than her, his sister. he has no choose to go to one person he can trust to ensure his sister's safety. his father.

TW: Gruesome deaths and mention of blood. NOT proof read so ignore the mistakes. I hope you like it

PT 1

Damian didn't have a regular family and he loved it that way. he loved the confused look on peoples face when he talked about his mom being an amazing cook and then in his next breath tell them about the time his mother forgot she was making toast and almost burnt the kitchen down. He loved telling people about the other woman who raised him, Aaliyah Al Ghul his mother's wife. she raised him from birth and she loved him like he was her own son. Before his grandfather had died she was the only other parent he knew. It took a while for him to warm up to bruce, he felt like he was betraying his umi. she raised him, she took care of him when he was sick or hurt. she encouraged him when felt he couldn't do something. so when everything was said and done and his family was no longer in danger he had a choice. Stay with his father who he had grown to care for or go back home with his mother. he choose to go home. Bruce was upset of course, he didn't want his son going down the wrong path but he accepted that it was damian's choice.

"Damian, honey sit up straight your mother is walking over." his umi warned, placing her warm hand on his lower back. Damian sat up instantly always trying his best to impress his mother. Since his grandfather Passed Talia has been harder on him then ever. trying to shape him into the man his grandfather use to be. he didn't want to be like his grandfather. he didn't want to hurt the people he loves to get ahead in life. he wanted to make his umi and father proud and he couldn't do that if he became his grandfather. "thank you umi." he said sitting up straight with his shoulder back. Aaliyah tried to do the same but her nine month pregnat belly didn't allow her to. "I've been looking for you everywhere damian, you have training in five minutes" Talia said looking down at her watch. damian wanted to roll his eyes but knew if he did it would only result in extra training. damian just sighed going to stand up only to be pulled back down by his umi. "actually beloved, damian was just about help me to our room. you see I am not feeling too well and I think it's best if I laid down." Aaliyah said resting a hand on her large stomach.

Damian look at his mother in concern. he didn't know his umi wasn't feeling well. he felt betrayed she hasn't mentioned it before now. "I will accompany you to the room, damian go to training." Talia said sternly, leaving them no room to argue. talia gently helped her wife up, planting a hand on her wife's lower back leading her out of the room. "you're being to hard on him Talia. he's still a boy, he needs a break" Talia scoffed shaking her head in disagreement. "he's not just a boy Aaliyah. he has the world on his shoulders now more than ever." Talia argued.

The death of Ra hit Talia harder than anyone else. Aaliyah tried to be there for her wife anyway she could but no matter what she did she couldn't heal the hole that Ra left with his death. "I know that Talia but that doesn't change that fact that I'm worried about him. he hasn't been the same since he left his father. like it or not Bruce change him in the short time they knew each other, he's no longer..." Aaliyah searched for the right word to describe Damian's change in behavior. "bloodthirsty" Talia finished.

Aaliyah nodded swallowing down the tears. she always felt guilty for Damian coming back and she knew if it wasn't for her he wouldn't have. he never told her such a thing but they way he speaks of his family in gothem told her everything she needed to know. "I just want him to be happy and I don't think he is when he's here." Aaliyah could feel Talia's grip tigten around her. "he chose to be here" she huffed "I didn't force him."

"I know" Aaliyah said taking Talia's hand into hers, cailming Talia down immediately. she sighed leaning futher into Aaliyah touch. "he's not the only one who needs a break." Aaliyah turned to face her wife properly "you haven't slept through a whole night in who knows how long." Talia sighed hiding her face in her wife's neck, allowing herself the brief moment of comfort. "I can't sleep wtihout knowing you're safe." she said letting go of Aaliyah's hand to wrap her arms around her waist, hugging her tightly afraid if she let go she'd disappeared.

Aaliyah was her rock. no matter what she did, who's lives she destroyed Talia could always count on Aaliyah to make the pain go away. dispite what Aaliyah might think she had helped Talia grieve her father's death. "I'd be more safe with a crazy hot assassin sleeping next to me" Aaliyah flirted planting a quick kiss to Talia's lips while her hands traveled down to her ass. Talia hummed a slight blush painting her cheeks. "you know it's been awhile since we had alone time" Talia said hands trailing down to her wife ass also. Aaliyah nodded "oh I know." she laughed

"We should make up for lost time." was all Talia said before she picked Aaliyah running to their room.

--

"umi watch this." Damian closed his eyes before throwing an apple into the air. Aaliyah watched in awe as he sliced the apple into perfect pieces pieces. he looked towords his mother waiting for the approval he so desperately craved. she starred in awe at her son, smiling widely. "that was so good damian!" she cheered from her spot on the bed. she had been put on bed rest by the doctors. the baby has been very active these last few weeks and that worried the doctors.

Damian returned his umi's smile, shrugging his shoulder. "it was easy umi a baby can do it." Damian said picking up the apple off the floor, setting it on the table. Aaliyah smile dropped as soon as damian's turned. she took several deep breaths hoping the pain in her stomach passed. she bite the pillow trying to drown out the groan she let out. luckly the pain subsides before damian turned back around chewing on the apple. She didn't want him to worry about her. she figured that Talia would be back soon and when she was Aaliyah would tell her about the pain she was having. "Damian you're getting stronger." Aaliyah praised she tried to smile at the young boy but another wave of pain stopped her from doing so. instead she settled for a proud nodded.

Damian sighed sitting down next to Aaiyah on the bed. he placed his small hand on her belly smiling to himself when he felt a kick. "I have to be umi, how else am I going to protect you and my sister." Aaliyah chuckled placing her hand on top of his. "sister hmm? how do you know it's a girl?" Aaliyah teased. she knew Damian was hopping it would be a girl, something about having to much brother already? Aaliyah didn't know what that meant until Talia explained to her that Bruce, Damian's father has adopted multiple sons. "trust me umi it's a girl and she's strong just like you." Damian leaned down to place a gentle kiss on Aaliyah's belly. right where the baby had kicked.

Aaliyah sucked in a breath as a cramp shot through her again. this one was worse than ever. "Damian, you flatter me" she said cupping his face in her hands. like his mother Damian couldn't resist the comfort the woman before him brought.

The comfort wouldn't last long for either of them when a minute later loud alarms went off, scaring Aaliyah who was not expecting it but she knew what it meant. "we're being attacked." Damian said standing up from the bed grabbing his katana. a member of the league brust into the room almost getting stabbed in the eye by damain. "what's going on?" Aaliyah asked. her heart was racing, the last time those alarms went off her father-in-law was killed and her son was sent away. she didn't think she could take it if another one of her family was taking away from her. "we're under attacked" the man said causing Damian to roll his eye.

"we know that you idiot! who's attacking us?" Damian yelled looking like he was debating if he should actually stab the guard or not. "I don't know but we need everyone we could spare can you help master Damian?" now Aaliyah was sure this guy was going to get stabbed.

"and leave my mother unprotected? ARE YOU AN IDIOT?" Damian yelled. the guard apologized before running out of the room and into the fight. Damain stood infront of the door in a fight stance daring anyone to step foot in the door. he'd love to show his umi how well he could protect her.

Aaliyah couldn't hold in her scream anymore, the pain was getting worse and worse. she needed to get help and fast. "Umi. what's wrong?" he asked turning to face her, his face full of concern. "I think... the baby is coming" she groaned out. Damain looked on in horror as water splashed to the floor ruining the carpet. "FUCK" Aaliyah cursed."you can't give birth now umi! mother isn't here and we're under lock down, can't you wait?" he said aiming the last question at his sibling. Damian started to panic ever more when Aaliyah yelled in pain again. the contraction were coming faster and faster.

"Damian I need you to calim down ok? what did you learn in training?" if there was one way to calm Damian down it was making him focus on his training. it was one thing he never could forget. "your sister need you right now ok?" he nodded looking more determined than ever. "all the guards are probably fighting right now so we need to get you to the hospital wing somehow, there should be doctors in there. can you walk?" Damian asked making Aaliyah sighed in relief she had her smart boy back. she had nothing to fear that with him by her side. "I don't know let's try" she answered

Aaliyah wrapped her arms around Damian's neck as he helped her out of bed. she took a step and immediantly yelled in pain. "I can't Damian, it hurts too much." she cried "Umi we have to tr--" Damian was cut off by the door brusting open but this time a tall man dressed like in all green walked in.

"who the hell are you?" Damian cursed moving to stand stand infront of his Umi. the man smirked "My people has been under the thumb of the demon head for for to long now. only when she and that demon inside her is dead will my people know true peace." the man said. his eyes were dark and wild. he twitched every so often like someone was wispering in his ear.

"Over my dead body." Damain said getting into a fighting stance. "then Three Al Ghul's will die today." Damian attacked the man. the only way to doge the attack was too back out of the room which he did. Damian knew the best way out of the situation was to play defense, get the man to tire himself out and use that to defeat him. but that is not what damian was trying to do. he was trying to get the man far way from his Umi as possible. he need to give her time to get to the hospital wing and get help for herself and his sibling.

Thankfully his plan was working. Damian attacked the man until they were down the hall and almost out of sight from the room. "be careful Damian." Aaliyah whispered. she was never one for prayer but today she had to give it a try "protect my wife and children and let them come back to me safely" she groaned through a contraction. "ok now let's get you out of here." she said to her baby. she slowly made her way back to the bed. she laid down putting a pillow under waist. she let her instinct take over, pushing when she thought she needed to breathing like the doctor's taught her. it was hard, painful and tiring but it was all worth it when she heard the sweet sounds of her baby. Aaliah tried to soothe the crying baby while she Reaching under the bed Aaliyah serched one of the many weapons Talia kept in the room for protection. she grabbed the first thing her hand came aross which was a small kunai Ra gave to Talia on her first birthday. she cut the cord before pulling the small babygirl closer to her chest. If it was any other time she would have laughed, she could almost hear Damian's 'I told you so'.

"Hi my sweet girl. I'm your Mommy" her loud cries lowered when she heard her mother's voice. Aaliyah laughed "you picked one hell of a time to be born little one." the baby lip curled up into what looked like a smile. "you're going to be a trouble maker aren't you." Aaliyah laughed "it's ok when your brother gets back we're going to take a little trip to the hospital wi--" Blood and there was so much of it. Aaliyah didn't understand what was happening but what she did know was this was not good. "It seems I'm in a little trouble here little one" Aaliyah said watching as her daughter's face fall as she starts crying again. Aaliyah could barley make out the heavy footsteps that were making it's way towords her door. Too heavy to Damians or Taila's.

Aaliyah forced herself off the bed barely waddling her way towords the large dresser. she pulled it open making room to fit the small child before stuffing her in it. "shush my child it's going to be alright, your mother is going to be here soon ok? she going to protect you no matter what." Aaliyah planted one last kiss on her daughter's cheek before closing the drawer and making her way back to the bed just in time for the man from earlier to barge in again. "what did you do with my son?" Aaliyah asked having no engery to yell or fight with the man. he smirked

"I told you three Al Ghul's will die today" Aaliyah couldn't help but let out a sob. "he was young, innocent. he had nothing to do with you or your family" the man slammed his arm against the wall in anger "NONE OF YOU ARE INNOCENT. not him, not you, not even your baby." he yelled he was twitching again. "please I can make thing right, whatever Ra or Talia has done I can fix it just please let us go. I need to get to the hospital I'm bleeding that means there's something wrong with the baby" she Lied. the man's smirk widen he was happy to hear the news.

"you should have thought about that before you married Talia Al Ghul" the man rushed towords and in one quick motion he stabbed her through her stomach where her baby would have been. Aaliyah's brain didn't register fast enough that she had just been impaled until he pulled out his sword and slit her throat.

the man stood there and watched as the mother of two was quickly drain of life. he laughed in victory when she fell to the bed. Aaliyah Al Ghul and her child were dead and his work here was done.

the man could feel the heavy winds from the helicopter on his face, all he had to do was get on and he was home free but like every good story the bad guys don't get away. "you should have made sure I was dead" was all he heard before he was stabbed from the back. he turned his head to face the young boy who he had thought he killed. "I can't wait to join your mother and sister in the after-life" was the last thing he said before falling to the ground in a pool of his own blood.

Damian had never run so fast in his life, he just had to know

Damian could barely look at his Umi, dispite his training he was not perpared for the sight of his mother laying in a pool of her own blood. the white sheet stained red like her clothes.

he wasn't use to how cold she was, she was never cold alway warm. how could she be so cold. "I'll warm you umi" the young boy said pulling the woman to his chest. "I'll warm you." he promised. that was the first and only time he allowed himself to cry, allow himself to beg. he would have stayed there and cried all day when small, muffled cries caught his attention. he slowly peeled himself away from his mother and made his way towords the dresser. He gasped as he quickly pulled the child out of drawer. he held her tightly to his chest. the young girl cried in her older brother's arms. "shhh my little warrior, your big brother is here now. and I promise that I will never let anything happen to you" he promsied. his eyes drifting back to his mother. "never again."

[ecto-stone]

idk. I barely getting anything done this lately. I keep having to move stuff back and ford and barely have any time for that 5 hours Psyching Up to Tigtening my Focus for Drawing.

[thecursedraven]

🌕 ― a vivid memory.

Pain rippled through his body, starting from the Silver Hooks embedded into his shoulders and tearing through him in waves. He Might have been crying, screaming even, but all of that was lost as he focused on the slowly fading footsteps and the words that seemed to echo throughout the room.

"You can't possibly believe that I would stay with you, right? I have everything I could ever want here. You're just a hume infested with greed, who would serve me better as a pet."

Feathers burst from beneath his skin as bones began to crack and shift into an unfamiliar form.

The place where his former fiance has so gently held his cheek burned.

"I never loved you. You just happened to be a fun convenience until I got where I'm meant to be."

Rage gave forth to sharpened talons and a terrifying screech that echoed through the chamber, new and unused wings flaring in preparation to flee.

Ignoring the ever-tigtening collar around his neck and the discarded engagement ring on the ground, Darius dove off the throne room's balcony and took flight.

[thatphantomtroupelady]

~HIS SHADOW~

Prologue

Hanako- rescued from a travelling circus at a young age- dedicated the rest of her life to her savior and older brother, Hisoka. However, she eventually realises there are worlds beyond the one her brother rules in. Will she be able to escape his shadow by being a hunter?

Major genres: Adventure and Angst

Word Count: 1k

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"What you can do, darling, is not magic. It's just nen."

"There's a difference?" She dared to ask.

The man had been staring at just her throughout the entirety of the show. Granted, her act usually impressed the audience the most, but not many kept their eyes on her with that creepy of a smile. Sharp angular feaures and a muscular physique under a shiny suit and tie. He didn't strike her as the not dangerous type. If anything, his medium-length cherry red hair only served as an additional red flag for his character.

"Oh there is." He had an edge to his voice that reminded her of a sly black cat for some reason. "Ah! You see, magic is something only achievable by a special few; while nen on the other hand is not all that special."

Hanako grimaced. What's this guy's deal?

"...which is why I'm not here for your nen, or 'magic' as you'd like to call it. Rather, I'm here for-" He paused for dramatic effect, "-you."

She needed to call security. And fast. However, the moment her body tensed to move, the man was behind her, keeping a tight grip on her shoulders. "Don't call anyone... unless you want them dead, mhm?" His mouth was right beside her ear, practically breathing his words into it. Gross.

"What do you want?" She huffed out, buying time for her next trick.

"You, darling. I came here to take you." He tigtened his grip. "I'd recommend you to resist. It'd make it more fun for me that way."

"Fine." Careful not to show it in her stance this time, she gathered enough energy in her hands for a decent attack. She just had to make contact. Without warning, she thrust her hands behind herself, palms aiming for his knees. He won't be able to walk after that one. Ever.

A chilling chuckle and his grip had moved down to her wrists, painfully angling them upwards. The bastard didn't even allow her to catch her breath.

"Which one should I break first, hm?" He applied more pressure, eliciting a sharp hiss. "Or maybe I should break both of them at the same time. What do you think?"

Amidst the tension, her brain struggled to catch up. Truth be told she'd never been in a real fight, not with an actually capable adult. She'd been trained for show, not violence. If the latter had been true, she'd been out of this place a long time ago.

Still, she couldn't just give up, right? She continued to struggle against his grip, but to no success. His dark energy seemed to encompass her whole, forcing her own to stay down.

"Why do you even want me?" She gritted out. "There are-" She gasped as his energy grew stronger, "-easier targets. Leave me be."

"Because you're special. And because... you're mine."

"Yours? You're delusional." Her voice began to crack with fear. "There's no way-"

A swift kick to her abdomen sent her all the way to the other side of her tent, knocking the wind out of her. Coughing, she struggled up to her knees, one hand on a tent pole. The back of her head throbbed from where it had hit the ground, nearly blinding her vision.

She glared at the man as he walked over to her, strangely graceful. A few feet away, he stopped, eying her with a smirk. "I'm offering you an out, little girl. Take it."

"There's no way I'm gonna be-" She pulled herself back up to her feet. "-trusting a creep like you. I don't even know who the hell you are."

"Ah! Right." He looked midly surprised for a moment, eyebrows arched up high. "I forgot to introduce myself. How rude of me. I'm Hisoka Morrow, renowned magician and- of course- your dear older brother."

"What?"

Hisoka grinned. "Don't believe me?"

"Of course, I don't. That's- that's stupid."

"Well you can just ask your ringmaster then... and if that doesn't work." He pulled out a bundle of folded paper out of his pocket, before offering them to her. "Curious?"

Hanako's eyes narrowed as she grabbed the paper from his hands, quickly unfolding it to reveal its contents. "How did you-"

"Trust me now?"

"You could have just stolen it from my actual sibling." She shot back, pocketing the bundle herself. "You're just a thief."

"You really think your brother would allow that to happen?" Hisoka dramatically rolled his eyes. "Well if you don't believe me, you can just give me those papers back, hm? When I could have stolen them- as you say- I could have also forged them, no?"

"No." She braced herself for a fight.

Hisoka tilted his head, making a show pf consideration. "Come with me and I'll let you keep those. How about that?" After a pause, he continued. "You know you can't win against me; I can easily take those away from you... along with the rest of the journal."

Hanako hesitated. "Do you-" She took a deep breath in an attempt to steady her thoughts. "What would you do if I come with you?"

"Simple. I'd train you to be the stongest."

"And... then?"

Hisoka closed his eyes, as if imagining the moment. "We'd have a fight to death. Sounds fun?"

Hanako smiled at the absurdity, yet somehow found herself excited at the idea. "Sure. And you'll lose."

"We'll see about that." Hisoka shrugged, smiling back. "Now what'd you say to burning this whole circus down and beheading everyone here except us, hm?"

"Sounds fun."

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[stonedlilac]

°•TW CNC, BDSM, humiliation, outdoor play, kidnap fantasy, knifeplay, stalking•°

You've been watching me for weeks now, observing my routines, my patterns, my schedule. You like watching, it gives you a sense of purpose- a different kind of thrill per say. Knowing that you know her next move when they themselves don't even know it yet. Mmmm, just the thought makes the buldge beneath your pants get harder.

You advance, it's now or never. Gathering up the last of your strength you pounce, like a wolf upon a fawn, no chances of escape and NO remorse. She struggles, of course. Letting out little gasps beneath you as you try to gain your own composure. It's a good thing you wore a mask, this one is wild. You grab up a fistfull of her hair and slam it into the dirt, hard enough to leave her dazed and long enough for you to grab your knife. You place it on her throat and feel her body tense beneath you. "Now fucking be a good girl and shut up" you hiss, tigtening the grip in her hair and slamming her face one last time for emphasis. She groans beneath you, perfect. You let up some of your weight, dragging her off path to a pile of goodies you already had stowed away.

She looks so pretty like this, your hand in her hair as she limply drags across the dirty forest floor. Her garments disheveled and covered in brush, slightly coming down from the force of you dragging her. You smirk under your mask, she's so beautiful. Finally after what seems like forever you reach your materials. You quickly part her spit covered lips with a finger, admiring how easily they open for you and slip a ball gag in securing it tight. She groans, starting to come to and raises a hand to the gag. "Oh no no pretty princess, that stays on." You soothe, gently taking her hands in yours and looking into your eyes. They're a gentle hazel, a swirl of different colors- they're pretty. She glancss back, they start to get wet and wide, fully coming to as her persistent protests become a swirl of emotion under the gag. You flash the knife and that's all the reminder she needs, she stills. You run a hand along her cheek, smearing some of her makeup with it and peer longigly at the dark streek left on your thumb. You tug at her wrists, wanting her to submit. "Put them behind your back" you order, cold. She hesitates, wary of giving up so much power but slowly does. Perfect.

You cuff her, the all familiar click and feeling of cold steel satisfying to the touch. She whimpers beneath you and you lean in closer, your hot breath against her neck. You feel her tense beneath you, unsure and afraid. "I'm going to fuck your pretty pussy until you're a drunken cum slut begging for my strap."

Her head whips up and she glares, shaking her head- muffled protests as she starts to kick at you with her only defense left. You cackle and let her throw her fit, even let her get a few feet away from you. Advancing at a pace that's menacing enough to make her panic even more, you grab her by the ankles and rougly drag her back to you. She sobs behind the gag, drool dripping down her lips onto her clothes. It's time to rid of those anyways.

You grab a pair of cuffs and quickly click her ankles together, no more escaping for this pretty kitten. Then you flash the knife running it down her neck, observing the way her veins pulse as the blood rushes. Mmmm, fuck. You run it along her collarbones, knowing she feels the cold steel like a sensation she's never experienced. She's frozen, like a deer in headlights and you take your opportunity. Peering into her eyes you slice open her clothes from top to bottom, exposing her tummy and her underwear. She shivers and so do you, but in a completely different way. She's completely exposed now, her nipples hardening against the cool night breeze. It's so quiet, just filled with me and you.

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[mechieonu]

the duality of michael's springlocks being both what confines him (& a source of pain in some instances) and what can express him is so fucky

[gaylonelydyke]

i got a new top today and actually feel kinda cool 🦇🦇

[kissofthemuses]

The dress I won from Firefly Path!! I love it so much!! 😍 their work is always amazing and a joy to have!

[butterfluffy]

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“drunken in you”

⠀⠀ੈ♡˳· about to pick your lover up on a bar after a fight with him, he beats you to it, coming back home to you, drunk. and a drunken confession fell from his lips..

⠀⠀➧ prompt: (🍷 | “are you drunk?” · “yeah, drunken in you.”)

⠀⠀➧ r. angst to fluff | eustass kid × f!reader | oneshot

⠀⠀➧ warnings — none! mistakes and swearing may be present though.. so do ignore them, thanks!

⠀⠀➧ requests are closed until further notice!

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reqested by: @kotaro16 — HELLO KOOO!! HERE'S YOUR REQUEST OML, you're being sweet again, thank you!! (人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+

A heavy sigh escaped your lips upon waking up hours after you and your lover, Kid, had an argument about him frequently getting into fights. It wasn't anything major, but you know that Kid has other ways of cooling off—which is drinking on bars.

“..Ugh, now, time to pick that tulip up. I hope Killer's still awake to help me carry that baby back here.” You grumble, putting your coat on and grabbing your keys, opening the door when—

“I'm back.” Your lover, Eustass Kid announced. Standing in front of you with a small frown on his face, reeking alcohol.

“Done drinking your ass up?” You said with an eye roll, returning your coat and keys back to the rack as your lover walked to the couch, still having foothold.

He's awfully silent, and you felt it. So following him to the couch, you sat beside Kid, keeping a small distance from him.

“So,” You hummed, taking a pause to lean your body to the armrest, “What's with you, Eustass Kid? You're awfully silent.”

Receiving no answer from him, you huffed. Shaking your head as you stood up. “I'll be sleeping now, just follow if you want.”

Taking a step away from Kid, he immediately dart his eyes on you, hand grabbing your wrist and pulling you back to the seat beside him. “Don't leave me.”

Hearing his mutter, your heart clenched. Following what he said and staying beside him in silence before you broke it with a question, “..Are you drunk?”

You couldn't help it but ask that. He's being unusual after all—being soft and silent, the opposite of his usual rough and loud self.

“Yeah,” Kid murmurs, hand caressing your palm as he leaned his head on your shoulder before he continued, “drunken in you.”

Hearing his murmur, your eyes widened, before having a chuckle leave your mouth. Running your fingers through Kid's wild, red hair as he grumbled.

“My my, how cheesy, Kid.” You snicker, shifting your position, laying down the couch with your back leaned on the arm rest as Kid rested him face on your breasts, arms around your waist.

“Shut up, damned woman...” He growls, burrowing his face deeper on your chest, nose by your cleavage. “But, ‘m sorry.”

Apologizing to you out of a sudden, you hummed, pretending that you don't know what is he apologizing for. “Mhm? For what?”

“....For being such a hard-headed fucker who likes gettin' in to fights.. And for causing you a lot of troubles, and headaches.”

Giving you the reason why he's apologizing, Kid clenched the shirt you're wearing, looking up at you with a frown, and eyes shining in gloss, as if he's about to cry. “...And now that I've apologized, don't leave me..”

“Oh?” Raising your brows, you nod, hand trailing to his back, caressing it. “I won't do that, don't worry. That's because...”

“I love you.” Leaning towards his face, you then pecked his forehead as you said your sweet words, causing Kid to have his face blow red as he tigtened his hold on you. “..Uh-huh, love you too.”

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