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ynyaan · 11 months ago

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𝘾𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 ⚔ | 𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 ࣪𖤐

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | ♕

𝙇𝙤𝙠𝙞 𝙭 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩-𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 | 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

Summary: Loki didn’t lack in giving you anything. He was attentive to your needs and is a surprisingly good lover. Alas, his endless gifts and spoilings leave you feeling guilty for receiving so much. You have never asked for anything specifically until one day; you had an ache to take something of his. “I must not be doing my job right if my love still wants something?”

.ᐟ 𝙁𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙤𝙣

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Loki has never failed to give you anything. Actually, most of his gifts are of his own accord. From silver jewelry to gems of every color, he gave whenever he could. You have always been grateful for it, but constantly receiving gifts knowing you can never repay them, leaves a bubbling guilt inside your stomach.

“Loveee!” A cheerful voice enters the living room. You were sat on the kitchen counter eating fruits while the large television played a nostalgic show.

“Loki, you’re back!” You grin. A smile you will forever greet him with everytime he comes back unscathed.

“Of course. I have a gift to present my divine goddess.” Loki motioned to his hand. A pink paper bag he had held tightly was now waving at your face. An excited ‘Oh’ formed at your lips as you grab whatever is inside. A soft texture arrives at your touch as you take it out. It was a fluffy textured box usually containing rings.

“Loki…” You began, “I told you, I dont need THIS many gifts! You’ve given more than enough!” You try to protest, but a hand to your face stopped your antics.

“Darling, I will spoil you as I please.”

“Yes but why must all of them be top-grade? Treasures that I cannot repay!” You pouted, your eyebrows pressed together.

Loki grabbed your cheek and caressed it softly. “I will only ever give you gifts worth your time, sweetheart.” Before you could exchange another sentence of no’s, the phone ringing suddenly filled the room with a repetitive chime.

Loki released his hold on you and walked further away to pick up his phone. He was speaking but it was inaudible. His facial expression created tension among his bones. Instead of wondering what they were discussing about, you instead took in Loki’s length and the extent of his obsession with coats. His pants that were worn out from battle and a dagger…

A dagger that shone gold and green, attached to his boots. The pocket being sheer enough to see through the detail of the weapon. It was by far, one of the most gorgeous daggers you’ve seen Loki owned. It’s silver hilt that had ‘LOKI’ engraved in little letters.

“(y/n)?” Your head snaps back to Loki walking to you.

“So? What do you think of the gift?” He grins, all the stress from his face faded away without a trace.

You nod, “its beautiful, of course. I love it. Thank you Loki.”

Days flew by, yet the ache in your heart would not stop bubbling. Your mind had an itch you could not satisfy, a picture popping up in your mind the moment your eyes fluttered close.

You wanted that dagger. To use something of Loki’s, something flashy yet something soft to your touch. Unfortunately, you would rather go mute than ever ask anything from him. He has simply given you way too much, things and memories you simply cannot repay.

“Somethings wrong.”

His voice snapped your train of thought. The fruits you've been cutting have taken you atleast 20 minutes already. You hum in response before feeling his arms wrap around your waist behind you. “Tell me what it is that troubles you, my sweet.”

You bit your lip. Why on earth do you even wish for that stupid dagger? Your vanity table that had trinkets and jewelry in every box and corner, your closet filled with every type of clothing all painted in your favorite colors. Why do you want something of his? Something you barely would use anyway!

“I-,” you shut your eyes tight. Unable to keep the frustration in.

“Go ahead.” Loki snuggles his face onto the crook of your neck. He tightens his grip, encouraging you to go on.

“I- um, whew, I want…I mean, Ive been wanting something.” You sigh in relief, glad you could finish your sentence.

Loki releases his hold on you, turns you so that you are met with his face. His eyebrows is raised and a grin is formed by his lips. He chuckles lightly, “You want something…” he buries himself on your shoulder. This might just be the first time you actually ask for something specific from the God of Mischief.

“I must not be doing my job right if my love still wants something?” He teased, yet your feelings wavered. How could he think he’s not doing his ‘job’ right when he’s actually given way too much?

A louder chuckle escapes his lips as you feel him grin against you. “I had simply meant that I hoped to give you the world.” He whispers softly, enough for you to hear.

He faces you now, grabbing you on both your shoulders. “Tell me, my sweet, sweet, lover.” He puts his point finger under your chin and tilts it slightly higher. “What is it that you wish for?”

You lowered your head realizing how ridiculous your next words will sound, wanting such a simple thing yet asking for it sheepishly. “…dagger.”

Loki’s eyes lit up. He raises his hand and suddenly something shone brightly from it, he had summoned the exact dagger you wanted.

“Im glad it caught your eye. Its a special design you see, something unique from all the others.” He grabs your hand and places the dagger inside of it just before kissing your fingers.

“Remember, everything I have is yours and soon enough, I will have, the nine realms.” You nod as you clutched his new gift.

“Thank you, it truly is magnificent.”

𝙒𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙥𝙖𝙙: Star (@_ynyaan) ───⋆⋅☆⋅⋆── 𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 <𝟥

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imagineanime2022 · 9 months ago

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Demon Brothers W/ An S/O W/ CIPA

Lucifer X Reader, Mammon X Reader, Leviathan X Reader, Satan X Reader, Asmodeus X Reader, Beelzebub X Reader, Belphagor X Reader.

Requested: Anon

Request: Haiii:3

I have been reading your posts for some while and i really like how you write!!!

But anyway straight to the point, could you write the obey me brothers with a S/O who has CIPA?

if you dont know what that is its basically where a person cant feel pain, feel heat or cold, and cant sweat.

You can ignore this if you want, take your time. <3

Lucifer = Blue

Mammon = Italic (would not let me do yellow)

Levi = Orange

Satan = Green

Asmo = Pink

Beel = Red

Belphie = Purple

You = Bold

A/N: I had vaguely heard of this before this request and did some research into some of the other things that yo can suffer along side it, let me know if theirs anything that you would like me to change or isn't quite true.

Warnings: Talks of pain, broken bones, bruises, CIPA from the view of someone who has not seen or dealt with it.

Lucifer

📚 No word of a lie this man knew that there was something different about you the moment that you appeared in devildom but he couldn’t tell what it was just by looking at you. 📚 The first thing he picked up on was your choice in clothing. Why are you wearing a jumper in the midst of summer? It looks nice. Are you not hot? I don’t really feel hot. 📚 The second was you play fighting with Beel, even he has the oldest and most powerful of the brother found it hard to keep up with Beel but you a human seemed to be bouncing back from what seemed to be a good deal of Beel’s natural strength, you were covered in bruises when you came down the next morning but you weren’t at all concerned by them. 📚 The third and final one was when you were in the kitchen you had been talking to him and he watched as you put your hand down on the still hot stove that you had been using moments before but you didn’t tear your hand away instead continued talking. 📚 Lucifer had never shot forward so fast demanding to know what was wrong with you while he treated the first degree burn. 📚 Lucifer did some research and then set a schedule to make sure that you stayed healthy, you weren’t allowed anywhere on your own and when you did sustain an injury self assessment was not allowed, he’d be taking you to a professional if he couldn’t tell himself. 📚 He gave his brothers strict instructions on what they needed to be vigilant of when you were out with them and even sent the same instructions to purgatory hall and the castle (not that Solomon or Barbatos needed them, they definitely figured this out within weeks of meeting you). 📚 Lucifer will literally come out of nowhere with some kind of temperature device to make sure that you weren’t too hot or too cold, let’s hope that you never faint because you're too hot. 📚 I think he’d honestly be the most worried, he’s always thinking about you and wondering if you're okay, checking his phone constantly to make sure that you hadn’t hurt yourself somehow. 📚 You're in more danger here than you’ve ever been, you need someone looking out for you.

Mammon

💳 Mammon had no clue. 💳 Literally nothing different about you, versus any other human that he’s seen (not that he’s really seen any, let alone interacted with them). 💳 At first he just thought that you were super durable and that instantly had his mind running, he could make money off of the videos that he filmed of you. Yeah for a while you were the get rich quick scheme. 💳 Until one night that you stood up to Lucifer to protect him and Beel and actually got hurt, you had fallen awkwardly, everyone winced and somehow you stood completely normal. 💳 Unfortunately it doesn’t matter how much he sees you're probably going to have to tell him what is going on with you. 💳 Once he understands what’s going on with you he’s a lot more considerate. He always has an extra jumper if you don’t bring one or will offer to carry yours if he feels like you might be getting too hot. 💳 The occasional hyperactivity that comes with CIPA is welcomed with Mammon, he’s up for having pillow fights and running around the house, he’s made a child proof room for you both to play around in when you need it. 💳 He’s not as hands on as Lucifer is but he doesn’t actually leave you alone with anyone who isn’t his brothers, does not trust another soul with your health. 💳 I’m your protector remember? I’ll protect you from everything even if it is yourself.

Leviathan

🎮 It took Levi a little while to figure it out considering he spent most of his time in his bedroom away from everyone else. 🎮 However the more time that you spent together the more that he realised that you didn’t seem to feel pain. 🎮 He watched as you stubbed your toe, smacked your hand on the bathtub or walked into the sofa but the real teller was when you bit your lip until it bleed one day. 🎮 Stop that. What? Your lips are bleeding, doesn’t that hurt? Not really, I don’t really feel pain. What? 🎮 Levi started to watch you more carefully, when he saw you chewing at your lip, he’ll hand you something else to chew food or chewing gum or something, even had a fidget toy in case you start pulling at the skin on your fingers or around your nails. 🎮 His scales make him the perfect cuddle buddy when you get too warm. I think he runs a little cooler than most other demons so it helped to cool you down when you were running a bit hot. 🎮 Would literally have you wear a watch that tracks your body with the app connected to his and your DDD so that he could make sure that you were okay. 🎮 Since he does his lessons at home, you will get random text messages like: You're getting too hot, take that jumper off or why’s your heart rate up? What are you doing? 🎮 Someone has to make sure that you die, you Normie.

Satan

🐈 Satan absolutely knew that there was something different about you and it took him less than 24 hrs to guess what it was. 🐈 Satan has a lot of knowledge, including knowledge on humans, he reads a lot and that meant that he had read about a lot of different ailments that humans could have so had read about CIPA but he didn’t think that he’d ever meet a human that had the ailments. 🐈 He then proceeds to find out everything that he doesn’t know about it so that when something happens he knows what to do. 🐈 Honestly he’s usually not around when something happens to you, you’ll probably walk into his bedroom after the fact and he would see that you were injured. 🐈 What happened? What? Your arm is bruised. What happened? Oh… I don’t know. Can you please be more careful? 🐈 Will not treat you like a child, you have been dealing with this all your life, you don’t need someone babying you. He is well aware of your limits though and will check on you if he thinks it’s necessary. 🐈 He’s always checking in with you but it’ll be more subtle then the others, he’ll press a kiss to your forehead to gauge your temperature or offer you cold or hot drinks to try and make sure that you stay at an optimum temperature. 🐈 You are the only person that he worries about when it comes to his cats, they are usually fine but he knows that they could do damage when they are playing with you, so he watches carefully and makes sure that you only use the cat's toys that he has bought for you to use. 🐈 Literally hates it when you have a knife and fork, he watches you like a hawk and if there’s even a single sign of danger, he’ll cut the food himself, he would have you cutting off your own limbs for dinner. 🐈 Stop. Stop that. Stop, I’ll do it.

Asmodeus

💅 Asmodeus kinda knew but he never said anything, just treated you the same as he would anyone else. 💅 It would be an accident when he finds out that you even have an issue, he was complaining about sweat one day and you dropped the bomb. 💅I wish I just didn’t sweat. No you don’t. I know that it’s fundamental or whatever Satan said but- No you don’t wish that because then you start fainting because of overheating and have the threat of a seizure every time you have a fever. What? 💅 You literally made his brain stop working because it took him a full minute to realise that you were talking from experience. Has you explain everything to him. Literally everything, he needs to understand. 💅 Now we all know that Asmo isn’t going to be able to protect you from everything so instead, he looks after your body for you, spa night where he does a full inventory, he notes any marks, bruises or wounds on your body and makes sure that they are healing properly. 💅 He hates seeing you hurt so he has like safety gloves that he just makes you wear, he wanted a full bubble to make sure that nothing apart from him touched you ever again. 💅 Would ask the others for help keeping you safe, literally bribing the family (not that he needed to, they all wanted you safe after all) and they are going to take everything that he offered. 💅 Asmo is literally the parent that follows you around with plasters, bandages and cold compress packs for any eventuality. 💅 Oh my god are you okay!? Here, what do you need? We’ll need a long spa day after this.

Beelzebub

🍔 Beel treated you like you were a delicate flower anyway, there was nothing that was gentle enough for you and he had to make sure that everything you did was tested first. 🍔 You will have to tell him what is going on with you because let’s be honest he does a very good job of keeping you out of trouble but that means that when something bad happens it’s really bad. 🍔 I think it’s broken. Yeah probably. Doesn’t that hurt. It’s supposed to. But it doesn’t. Not for me. 🍔 It’s up to you to explain the good and bad points of your ailment because even if he did read about it he’s not going to understand it at all. 🍔 Now all I can think of with this man is that he just holds you above all danger, like you’ll be on his shoulders or he’ll hoist you over his shoulder when he feels like you’ll get hurt. 🍔 Beel will avoid situations that he think will cause you any harm, he’s not always going to notice the signs that something is wrong so he tries to just keep you away from it instead. 🍔 Always has a drink, fan or coat if he thinks that you need it. You’ll honestly wonder where he pulls it out from, it doesn't matter he’ll always have it. 🍔 Keeps you away from his very rowdy Fangol team, they’ll have you seriously injured in less than a few seconds, he eventually told them how delicate you were and the best of the team looked out for you like you were their own, even had you on the bench sometimes to keep you out of the crowd. 🍔 Will let you sit on him not matter what he’s doing, laying on the couch eating, he’ll have you sit on his chest. Working out, you can be the counterweight (you might actually need to hold a weight to make it a challenge though). 🍔 I’m not really good at learning about stuff, but I can keep you safe. I promise

Belphegor

💤 Belphie is probably the one who finds out the earliest in your relationship and that’s because of everything he tried to do to you before you got him back to the rest of the family. 💤 You could see that he struggling with it and when he apologised you literally waved him off. 💤 Don’t worry I can’t feel anything anyway. Huh? I couldn’t feel anything that you did before, if that helps… You know it didn’t hurt. Now I’m guilty and confused. 💤 You explained properly what you were talking about and surprisingly enough he did understand a great deal about it. 💤 When you were alone together he would find himself asking if you ever wished to change your ailment and how it actually felt to have it. 💤 He’s probably the only one besides Beel to ask you what you wanted him to do and how he could help, he’s lazy and he doesn’t often find himself in many harmful situations so he doesn’t have to worry about that. It’s more about regulating your body and making sure that you are keeping yourself healthy. 💤 He kept snacks and other things around so that if you needed something it was to hand, you still hurt yourself sometimes when reaching for something or walking to the bathroom but nothing too serious with him. 💤 Orders Beel to keep you safe and return you back to him at the end of each school day because he knows at some point he’s going to sneak off to find somewhere to sleep and you might not always want to do that. 💤 Belphie learns you tells for when something is wrong and can figure most things out based on your answers, steals things from his brothers if he needs to make sure that you are comfortable, and also wraps his tail around you to stop you from rolling out of bed. 💤 Don’t worry you can spend the rest of your life in bed with me, nothing can hurt you here.

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stickysweetdaydreams · 1 month ago

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*⁠.⁠✧Try Tonight *⁠.⁠✧

(Boba Fett x Reader)

summary: reader is a sweet girl in exile from her home planet who ended up being a popular singer at a local space dive bar. a certain bounty hunter takes a liking to her. her voice reminds him of home & of a time before his own exile. he almost finds himself wanting to make a wife out of her, against his better judgement.

disclaimer: this version of fett is exclusively based on his pre-prequels backstory + the OT. (i.e "tales of the bounty hunters" "the bounty hunter wars trilogy" etc.) he is not a clone, nor is he mandalorian. canon voice is Jason Wingreen. if you are interested, click here for his original lore ♡

a/n: i have adored this song from the moment i heard it. very underrated. i love the fact that original boba fett draws a lot of inspiration from old westerns n clint eastwood + the like...and i definitely hear the country influence in some old lana songs like this one, so i thought i could make it work...reader may have a very tiny southern-like drawl in her speech cuz im feelin' western inspired. but barely. hope u dont mind.♡

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You were so tired of being on this nothing planet. It was lonely, sad, and felt somewhat empty despite having a decent population.

There were only a few things you could really retreat to during the times when you started feeling this overwhelming gloom.

Music, writing, and your only real friend, Saa'leena. A kind and outgoing Twi'lek girl who had escaped her unfortunate circumstances and happened to cross paths with you.

Sometimes it felt almost like you were twin flames, the way that your pasts seemed to mirror each other in little ways.

"Saa'leena!" You called out from within your little makeshift boudoir. You had just finished doing your hair up the way you liked it, but you couldn't find your eyelash paint.

There was no reply to your call.

"Saa'leeeeeeenaaaaa!" You called again, this time slightly louder and with a more sing-song tone.

A familiar sunkissed pink face peeped in through the little curtain that acted as a door.

"Yes, your majesty?" a playful smile graced her full, pretty lips.

You returned the expression, giggling.

"Could you help me with findin' the stuff for my lashes? I think I lost it..." Your voice trailed off as you tried for the millionth time to search your worn out vanity for it.

"I may or may not have borrowed it from ya, sorry," She sauntered over, gently placing the little tube down on the table.

She had been wearing a pretty light blue dress that you two had been passing back and forth between each other for a few months now. You seemed to share clothes like sisters.

"Oh, it's ok! I just need it for a minute." You replied, leaning forward closer to the mirror as you began to paint your lashes with the dark substance.

"You're so pretty with or without that stuff...I wish I had your eyes." She sighed, watching you in the mirror.

You turned to her, a look of disbelief on your face, "Are you crazy? You're like the prettiest girl I've ever seen! Have you seen the way people look at you whenever you're out there waitin' tables?"

You motioned to the area out beyond the curtain which was hiding the decently sized room full of tables and chairs and a little bar.

"Yeah, I know, I know," She made a small swatting motion with her hand to keep you from carrying on, "but I've seen the way other people look at you. People who wouldn't even give me a passing glance."

"Oh yeah? Like who?"

"Remember that time when that bounty hunter came out to this little trash heap to do some 'business'? The one with the scary lookin' helmet?"

You pondered to yourself for a moment, pouting out your lips in thought.

"The one who disintegrated that guy who was lurking around the bar?"

"Yes!"

You rolled your eyes, turning away from the mirror to look at her, "No way. You know who that guy is, he'd never look at me. He's real serious, I think. Kinda like a 'no silly business' type. Besides, how could you even tell? You can't see his face!"

"I don't have to see a face to know when someone's lookin'," She smirked at you.

You suddenly got serious.

"Boba Fett was not eyeing me up."

"Ohh, that's his name! I thought it was somethin' else...and yes he was! Stop being a little brat and accept it," She reached out her pretty manicured fingers to pinch your cheek.

You shrank back and squealed, "Owch!"

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There were many familiar faces hanging around the dingy dining room. Some more familar than others. But one made your heart jump into your throat upon seeing him.

Boba Fett.

He sat at one of the tables way back in the corner where the dim lights barely reached, seemingly hiding him.

He stared straight ahead at the mini stage area where you would be shortly.

But for now, you hid behind the dressing room curtain, peering out at the crowd.

You had put on a simple little white dress and a couple of flowers in your hair to dress it up a bit.

After a few minutes of waiting around, you slowly stepped out into the room and everyone turned their heads.

Including Fett.

You wondered what he was doing here.

He seemed to just be relaxing. Maybe he had finished his business already? But why would he stay afterwards?

Your thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of low whistles and comments being made in hushed tones.

The smell of strong drink and a subtle hint of spice fully hit you in the face once you walked closer to the stage.

As you passed by one table, you could hear a deep voice mumble, "I bet she purrs like a pretty little Loth-cat."

You became flustered but continued walking, trying to hide your embarrassed smile.

The job obviously welcomed this sort of behavior from patrons. It wasn't unknown to you. But it didn't bother your conscience too terribly much.

If you wanted to you could just as easily work in a different setting and wear outfits that didn't attract this kind of attention, but you liked how glamorous it made you feel.

Getting dressed up and singing pretty songs for a crowd was soothing to your soul.

Exile from your home planet can put a lot of hurt in a girls heart. Not many things can make it easier to deal with.

You tried to not make it obvious as you looked out to where the bounty hunter was sitting again, but you had a feeling he could tell that you were watching.

His gaze seemed to be settled on the area where the strange "compliment" came from. Likely just a coincidence.

After all, he seemed so far away, how could he have heard that?

"Hello," you shyly spoke into the janky stage mic, "how's everybody doin' tonight?"

You giggled, covering your mouth as the small crowd unanimously replied with positive reactions.

"Glad to hear it..." shifting and swaying a bit, you tilted your head to the side as you continued speaking, "well I hope this little song doesn't bring anyone's mood down but, uhm...it has a special meaning to me. It's a little bit of a love song dedicated to someone from my distant past. Long, long gone...but if ya like, it can be about whoever you want it to be about. We're all here for a good time after all...Well, most of us," you finished, letting your gentle stare rest on Fett.

You watched him cross his arms and settle back in his chair, keeping his eyes on you.

You felt yourself blushing.

You didn't know very much about him but from the little bits and pieces you had heard, he seemed somewhat scary.

It attracted you to him.

The very thought of being close to a guy like that gave you a little adrenaline rush that made your heartbeat thud in your ears.

But being interested in guys who thrilled you had caused you heartache in the past.

You weren't sure if you could repeat that again.

However, he did seem...different from them.

"This lil song...is called...'Try Tonight',"

You held your delicate little stringed instrument in your hands and began gently strumming it.

"Can't put my finger on it...

But I know I want it...

I'm willin' to try another way,

That is if I get by another day.

Back and forth I don't get anywhere,

And I've been searchin' everywhere.

I'll try tonight...

Just try tonight..."

As your soft voice filled the room, you tried to keep your eyes closed so you could just sing and play from your heart.

But you kept fluttering your eyes open to peer at the bounty hunter who seemed to be watching you very carefully.

Although the lyrics you were singing had been written for another love from your past, you felt almost as if you were singing them to the mysterious man.

"A dark room in the night time,

is how he spends all his time...

If he could go on without your help,

Then he would do it all by himself but..."

You opened your big twinkling eyes wide and stared him down as you kept singing.

"I don't think he got strength to muster,

And he don't got a lot lack-a-luster...

He'll try tonight...

To not get high...

He'll try tonight...

To not get high..."

As you dreamily crossed the stage, you could still feel his steely gaze following you, like a hunter stalking its prey.

It felt almost like a little game. You couldn't fathom how you were being so playful and lighthearted about trying to flirt with a guy like him.

A man who's killed for money countless times before, and still continues to.

But it felt fun.

As you finished the song, the crowd went from dead silent to sudden applause.

You sweetly offered them a curtsey, shyly playing with your hair as you found your way off the stage and into the back again.

Slipping out through a back door, you decided you wanted to get some fresh air and catch your breath.

Your legs seemed to shake as you stood outside, leaning up against the wall and thinking about what you just did.

Then after a couple of minutes, there were footsteps.

As well as the distinct sound of jingling.

It was him.

You froze in place as he approached.

"You have a very sweet voice."

He stood a few inches away from you, but the way his gravely tone came through his helmet sent little vibrations through your body.

You hadn't heard him speak the last time he came around, so it caught you off guard.

"Oh, thank you very much," You felt your face get hot as you tried not to stare too hard at his helmet, letting your eyes wander around.

He noticed.

"What's the matter? You didn't seem to have a difficult time keeping your eyes on me before."

You could have fallen over right then and there if not for the fact that your back was resting on the wall behind you.

Stifling a giggle, you replied, "I wasn't lookin' at you. I was lookin' at someone else..."

"That so?" He pressed.

You couldn't quite tell if he was being playful or trying to interrogate you. His speech was so steady and unwavering.

You nodded, lying through your teeth, "Uh huh. I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong idea..."

"You're spoken for?" He asked.

Despite it being a question, it came out much more like a command or a statement.

You shook your head, "Mm-mm...last guy I was with wasn't too wise with his recreational substances...I've been on my own ever since."

Fett clenched his fist.

He hated spice and all other things like it. He was very measured with everything he did and he didn't find it enjoyable to partake in such things. He loathed most pleasures of the flesh, except for maybe...

Truthfully, he was surprised he took Slave I all the way out to this dump more than once, but ever since he saw you for the first time, he couldn't seem to let it go.

The idea of you being here made him feel somewhat sick. He knew a girl like you most likely deserved much better.

Your honeyed voice washed over him in waves the first time he heard it.

He was far from a sensitive man, but he almost felt himself soften when he heard you. The way you sang reminded him of home. He wasn't nostalgic for anything, really.

It just felt familiar. An old memory that he liked.

It was sugary, and warm, and pleasing to his ears.

His presence loomed over you, the moonlight behind him outlining his silhouette, but giving him a pretty glowing view of your form.

"Idiot."

The comment was low but you heard it clearly.

You sighed, "He certainly was...I told him I never liked that stuff...Just like how it smells, really."

You felt the need to explain yourself.

"We weren't as close as the song might have you think...my mind does funny things...turns nothin' into somethin' and makes a sticky sweet daydream out of a nightmare...I only kissed him a couple times here an' there."

It was almost like that T-shaped stare was just drawing all the information out of you without even trying.

He slowly nodded, seemingly relaxing.

"Are you not here doin' a job?" you asked, gently kicking around some dirt beneath your feet and batting your eyelashes at him.

"Just personal matters." He replied, simply.

"Oh...Well I don't wanna hold you up," you bit your lip.

"I'm taking my time."

A long silence followed.

"What's the personal stuff?"

"If I told you it wouldn't be very personal."

A longer silence.

"Well...I think I oughta get back inside before they worry about me-"

"What's keeping you here?" His stern voice cut you off.

You raised an eyebrow, feeling your pulse quicken, "Who's askin'?"

You waited.

No answer.

"I was exiled from my home planet for...reasons. Destiny brought me here, I suppose."

That word hit Fett like a seismic charge.

Exiled.

He recalled his own exile back on Concord Dawn when he was a Journeyman Protector.

When he went by his original name.

Jaster Mereel.

He couldn't imagine the girl before him being exiled from her planet. You looked too sweet and innocent, albeit a little presumptuous.

The way you tested fate and decided to stare him down while you were up on stage made him wonder what kind of girl you had been on your home planet.

He reached his gloved hand out towards your face and gently lifted your chin so you would stop shifting your eyes around and focus on him.

"A girl like you doesn't belong out here."

Truthfully, in this very moment, he found himself wanting to make a wife out of you with the way you looked into the dark void of his helmet.

"This place belongs to the filth of the galaxy. You should be somewhere nicer."

"You know somewhere nice?" You blinked at him curiously.

Fett tilted his head down and muttered a curse underneath his breath in his native language, letting go of your face.

It was a language unknown to you or probably anyone around here.

He couldn't be getting involved with any women like this.

It seemed too dangerous. He needed to be focused. He didn't need to be worrying about anyone.

"You should get back inside." He stated.

Fett slowly turned around and began walking away.

"Wait! Where are you going?" You called out to him, sounding far more desperate than you wanted to.

There was no reply.

"Will you ever come back for me?" You asked.

There's that presumptuousness.

He stopped walking and turned back to you again.

He nodded very subtly.

You felt a little jolt of electricity rush through you before a pang of sadness cut through your chest.

You didn't want him to leave.

Not now.

You barely knew him but you wanted him.

"Hey! Where have you been? Get back in here!" Saa'leena's familiar voice snapped you out of your haze as her hand wrapped around your wrist and dragged you inside through the backdoor.

"Were you outside talking to that bounty hunter?" She interrogated you.

"Only for a little..." You shuffled your feet, feeling embarrassed.

She gave you that little look of 'I told ya so', before telling you to get back out to the bar area.

Your heart ached like it never ached before.

He would come back, wouldn't he?

♡♡♡♡♡

Boba Fett was slowly making his way back to where he left Slave I, deep in his thoughts, until he heard that same voice that irked him from earlier.

He remembered what it said very distinctly.

"I bet she purrs like a pretty little Loth-cat."

He turned his head to the source of the irritating noise.

This time the man seemed to be far more intoxicated as he was slurring his words and roughhousing with one of his friends that was walking alongside him.

He slowly approached, saying nothing, only alerting the men of his presence by the sound of his boots.

They gradually started to recognize him as the drunken smirks began to dissolve off their faces.

"Hey...What's up, man? Wanna drink?" The man nervously asked, holding out an unopened bottle of an unknown substance with a shaky hand.

Fett said nothing.

He simply watched them for a moment.

Then he raised his blaster and shot the man directly through his chest.

The man's face was stunned as he stumbled back and fell down, succumbing to the wound.

His friends ran off in a panic without a second thought.

He turned away and proceeded back to his ship.

Boba Fett would be back. He was a man of his word.

If he said he was going to do something, he would do it.

"Soon." He muttered to himself.

♡♡♡♡♡

#boba fett #boba fett fanfiction #boba fett x reader

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silvery-bluish · 1 year ago

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day and bling for ars and bb if you wanna!

Thanks for asking!! Asks from here!

day: What does your OC wear on a normal day? Why do they default to those clothes? Do they wear similar things, or do they change it up?

Arsinoe is incredibly fucking boring right now. Masculine secondhand casual. Rotating set of dark, muted oversized hoodies and dark jeans. It's the Dont Look At Me attempting to vanish into defensive obscurity of it all, unfortunately. An eventual glowup (fingers crossed) will involve various cozy sweaters, geometric prints, repeating patterns, hints of more saturated colors.

BB's I've been calling,, pastel... beach punk?? fuck if I know. I've been calling it androgynous (quirky or edgy?) streetwear in game. He likes pastels and leather and spikes and layered shirts and wandering around in various novelty shaped sunglasses, with a special shout-out to red or pink tinted heart shaped ones. White fishnets kinda guy. Light or acid-wash denim jacket he's DIYed spikes and patches and buttons and embroidery onto. He's got a way wider wardrobe, but it's all Slightly Offbeat.

bling: What jewelry does your OC wear? Does it have any meaning?

Arsinoe owns one (1) earring, for their right ear. Silver stud, circular, small. The tiniest bit of flash. They got it in the brief period between the end of Rebirth and when they went "oh no what have i done" in Retri when they were feeling Slightly Less Shit about themself, and now they mostly try to keep anyone from noticing it and them.

BB answered here!

#arsinoe #bb #bookish.txt #ask game #bb is so incredibly sad about his tan lines lemmi tell you #hes trying so hard to manifest the beach vacation life but Life Will Not Let Him

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nitazenes · 4 months ago

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🍬 📺 ☄️

📺 - do you make/buy gifts to other alters in the systems?

Absolutely! A lot of our clothes dont fit us anymore so i bought this nice pink camisole for Siouxsie and it arrived today and is super cute! Everyone in the sys kind of has their own signature item they own. Some have more than others, but i have a ton of boxes in my room keeping their stuff organized. I also absolutely indulge my introjects in cosplay if they want it.

☄️ - do you experience quick switches or does it take longer to switch usually?

Depends on the alter and what triggered them to front. Wolf takes the longest to front but his role isnt really to be up front and he comes from deeeeep within the system. so switching to him takes a few minutes. Otherwise most of us can be "summoned" by talking about us or mentioning things we like, those switches are quick and easy.

🍬 - what’s the funniest thing another alter has said to you?

Grimsley's gatekeeping abilities unfortunately gatekeeps themselves and the other day they were just a flurry of robes in headspace like they were fighting someone and when they noticed me, they immediately collected themselves saying "carry on" and i tried to pass them but i started laughing and it made them laugh too and idk it may seem dumb but that was a Good moment.

(Grim is my in sys best friend!!!)

-rey

#Asked & Answered #postalplants #👽

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paranoidwriter · 2 years ago

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Dont make it weird

A slightly more edited version of a fanfiction I can made awhile back! You can find the original post on my ao3 https://archiveofourown.org/users/moonshiiinee :) my requests are open, and I'll be currently reposting some slightly edited versions of my previous AO3 fanfics and other things! I hope you enjoy 🖤

Wednesday hated color. It really did feel as though she was allergic to it. Whenever such bright excessive color wandered upon her eyes, she could feel an immediate headache come up on herself. Now, it wasn't as though color itself was a problem. The problem was how bright and ornate such people decorated with colors. People like her roommate. Just a whole mess she was, really. Her appearance was one thing - neon highlighter nails, mismatched dyed hair, migraine inducing stupid clothes - but her bed. That was a whole other matter. The bedsheets were always some annoying bright color, her stuffed animals in ginormous heaps of eye watering fabrics, and the thing she hated most. The fabrics, sashes and curtains flung across the ceiling. Lemon yellow, bubble gum pink, blood red, sky blue. There was absolutely no rhyme or reason, and even looking at Enid's side of the room gave Wednesday pain in her eyes. What Wednesday never realized was how obvious her discomfort was. And one day, when Wednesday came to her dorm a bit later than usual from Beekeeping club, she was surprised to see a new sight.

A black sheer curtain on Enid's side of the room.

It dulled the color, and made it so much more bearable than it previously had been. In a weird sense, it reminded Wednesday slightly of her mother's room. Her very own Mother had sheer black curtains around her windows and bed. Wednesday nonchalantly turned to Enid as best as she could, trying to act casual and managed to meet her eyes, something she usually struggled with. She found maintaining the eye contact much easier through the curtain. "What's with the curtain?" Wednesday asked. Enid blinked. "Well." Enid's gaze turned to look at her computer, and she began typing furiously. Wednesday could tell she was just smashing gibberish. "The color was bothering you" Enid mumbled, not bothering to look at Wednesday. Wednesday thought about it, and then immediately turned on her heel and walked out. The favor would be returned.

Wednesday didn't have much money. Unfortunately, she had been cut off by her family in order to learn about the struggles of capitalism. It was effective. But she had just enough money. Just enough to get something for Enid. She would have to forego her Sunday evening Quad, but oh well. She would bare her Sunday of writing with pure resilience of a writer such as Machiavelli. But the thing was, Wednesday was having a hard time deciding what to get Enid. It was a hard decision, as she was stuck between two things. One item was a horridly disgusting "squishmallow", a plush style of toy she had seen scattered throughout Enid's room in multiple styles. And the other item being a pack of fluorescent glow in the dark nail polish. Finally, Wednesday relented to herself and got the nail polish, as it seemed to be a more useful gift for Enid, who never went a day without colorful cuticles. As she was paying for it, she felt the irrational thought poke the back of her brain that Enid wouldn't like her gift. Of course- that thought was ridiculous. Enid would be happy if Wednesday gave her a toothbrush. Somehow, the thought stirred a mixture of feelings in Wednesday's chest.

Back at her dorm, Wednesday felt a slight panic rise to her cheeks when she heard Enid enter the room. Her fingers had stilled on the type writer slowly, her gaze zoning in on her black nails. Hearing thing's quiet tapping of interest didn't help. Wednesday listened to Enid's footsteps, and then stiffened when she heard the rustling of Enid picking up the nail polish that Wednesday had settled on her bed. "Wednesday?" Wednesday nearly knocked down her crystal ball, and quickly set it back to the right place, glancing away from her reflection. "Y...Yes?" Wednesday muttered, feeling her eyes glance quickly around the room, even though her back was turned to Enid. "Did Yoko drop this off?" Enid asked. Wednesday rubbed her fingers over the smooth, comforting texture of her crystal ball. Did Enid really believe Yoko could have thought of such a thing for her? "No." She answered, tapping her nails, making a pleasant sound on the cool glass of her crystal ball. "I. I did" she managed to choke out, swallowing nervously. "You did?!" Squealed Wednesday. "Yes" said Wednesday, sounding all too sincere for her liking. "I saw the disgusting neons and I knew no poor soul but you would enjoy it, so I took it from the shelf so nobody else would have to see it" Wednesday breathlessly got out quickly, thankfully souring the good deed with the back handed insult.

Enid squealed once more, though Wednesday did not know what this squeal meant, as Enid's squeals ranged depending on the situation. This was a squeal she had never heard before. Enid rushed to her side of the room, and jumped on Wednesdays bed. She rolled onto her belly, and snapped her head up to grin at Wednesday. Wednesday quickly turned her head. "Thank you thank you thank you!!" She sung. Wednesday could feel a flush settle on her cheeks, and frowned deeper. "Don't make it weird" she hissed, already turning to look back at her typewriter keys and pretend to write to hide her blush, although she was ruining her novel with jibberish as a play to keep looking cool. "Oh, I will" giggled Enid. Wednesday's upper lip might have risen in pride at Enids smile from the corner of her eye but she quickly hid that too, and continued to work on the Love interest for her novel.

#wednsday addams #wednesday #the addams family #enid sinclair #wednesday is soft for enid #wednesday series one #wednesday season 1 #wednesday netflix #wenclair #thing addams #lgbtq #one shot #txt post #fanfics #read on ao3 #no dms

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fyodior · 2 years ago

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Alright bisch , im doing this

*slams my resume on your desk

K so Hi! I'm Noodles as you know by now and I go by she/they . Currently unemployed and finishing school and 18 years old.

Appearance wise I'm pretty lanky and tall(5'11) with short grey hair and blue eyes. I wear shit ton of hoodies and casual clothes that are more practical than for looks. (Side effect is I have always smth in my pockets like pens or money or gum, it's like Blackhole)

This feels weird talking about personality but hey whatever dhdh. I'm clearly an introvert but surprisingly I can thrive in social events too. I can easily talk to strangers and I would say even charm them if I put my mind to it , it just simply has a limit and after a while I fizzle out and feel like not talking. I like to give people things and help in any way, it brings me more joy than anything which translates into not handling affection well. I'm pretty chill and laid back compared to some people , I don't involve myself into dramas or issues since I prefer to watch afar. Even though I secretly might wanna punch some people who can't take the hint.(Violence is the answer sometimes kids) It's surprising how chill and unbothered I am but when shit goes down and I'm fed up I take the reigns and tell people what to do cause they're indecisive morons. It's not often but it fills me with pride when I can take the lead like this and people believe in me to be leader.

(I did the test but it's confusing a bit? If u know the other personality test I'm an INFP but thats a bit old now)

Some of my hobbies include drawing a shit ton of small doodles but never having the patience to stick with one piece too long. Piloting I would also consider a hobby , and reading and playing video games too in spare time. But lately taking walks has taken a big part in my life I have come to enjoy them too. I do bite my nails a lot unfortunately, old habit eeee

Likes and dislikes sheesh okay uh. I like people who don't lie about their feelings. Hate lies with passion. Those small white lies don't bother me but stuff like hiding your feelings and lying to another person's face whenever u like em or not makes my blood boil. I hate blueberries, lavender and coconut , Oblivious people and of course The current capitalistic system .

I like rats , snakes , birds ,cats and dogs of course . Creating anything brings me joy, whenever it be art , writing or even just ideas. My hands need to keep doing smth and creating is one way to do it. I also like winter and cold somehow , better than heat for sure

(U can go nsfw too but Its not a requirement btw heh)

(And for characters not to match with I don't think I'm comfy with mori much or nikolai sorryy)

Thank you for doing this event hon, and thank you for letting me participate , lov uuuuuuu

⚞ noodles x chuuya ⚟

⋆ ok first of all i know you dont like pink but i think its cute so suck it up

⋆ second of all. i rly wanted to be more creative and give you someone not super obvious but chuuya just works so well like that is ur man

⋆ third of all you will always be shipped with me above anyone else ok u know this

⋆ he is so fucking. gender. and sexy we discuss this often

⋆ above all else you are a fucking people pleaser even to ur own detriment dkfjdkjdf and i truly think chuuya is among the few people who wouldn't abuse this. he'd entertain you because he knows its fulfilling for you, but make sure you arent running yourself dry

⋆ he would indulge in your praise kink at every turn. not even just sexually although he def would be telling you (depending on position/situation) how sexy you look or how good you're being or how good ur fucking him

↣ in everyday life too! how much he appreciates you and how thankful he is for u. behind closed doors this man is so fucking soft no matter how steely he acts in front of others.

⋆ chuuya will so let you peg him in fact he will request this

⋆ chuuya is also not a liar (irl, probably lies his ass off to PM ppl) and really wants someone who he can trust to always be honest with him, because he def has trust issues.

⋆ he will not hide his feelings either. again he probably has a good ass poker face just bc . pm exec and all that but he will always be so straightforward because that's just how he is. you'd never have to worry about him stewing silently or secretly being pissed off

⋆ it irks him so bad how much taller you are but he tries to not let it get to him too bad dkfkdjkjfkj

⋆ "violence is sometimes the answer kids" i am 100% positive he has said that before at some point in his life

↣ he'd be a horrible enabler tho like you'd be ranting how much you want to kill a peer/coworker and he'd be like fucking do it. whats stopping you and ur like PRISON IS ??????

⋆ he's the same when it comes to avoiding unnecessary drama. he thinks it's dumb as fuck and has absolutely no interest in getting involved. but he does like shit talking with you at home fjkdfkjdfj or going on rants abt how much he fucking hates dazai and ur sitting on the couch as he paces around the room like. uh huh yes honey for sure

⋆ you'd def always be drawing or doodling sketches of him and the paper ones he'd keep all of them and store them bc he finds it so endearing

⋆ chuuya is the same exact way when it comes to an introvert that's able to be charming as fuck. like you'd be able to attend dinners or parties or whatever and charm everyone there but you leave after like an hour fkdfkdkjfdjk and then sit in silence on the couch watching tv to recharge

⋆ i dont think he'd be great about letting you be the leader/taking the reigns in situatiions honestly but you'd also completely trust him to not be a fucking idiot and trust his decisions so does it rly matter

⋆ why do you hate lavender. i love lavender. chuuya probably loves lavender

⋆ your ability to stay unbothered would be really good for him and his incredibly short (like him) temper. you'd be like the only person who could calm him down and get him to chill the fuck out literally please do this my guy is so high strung sometimes

⋆ he'd absolutely fucking obliterate your ass in any video games

⋆ power couple. can i be the third pls

⋆ IM SORRY I JUST CANT DO NSFW ABT YOU WITH ANYONE ELSE EVEN IF ITS FICTIONAL FJDJFJDF

⋆ love u

#:D #i wanted to add a keep reading but it kept glitching out sorry guys #chuuya x reader #matchmaking

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not-your-fucking-kacchan · 2 years ago

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Boyfriend scenarios :) deku baku shoto

im so sorry this took me like two weeks to finish lol! Im steadily getting through the requests in order of which ones were made first. These will be in separate parts and youll be able to find them easily on my masterlist :)

also dont laugh at me for my use of the word tiddies lmfuckingfao i love that word sm

also if you want continuations of these lemme know! :)

@emmy420 this was your request and so far this is a third of it, if theres anything in hre you want me to change, feel free to ask :)

Part 2 Masterlist <3

Warning: Some NSFW content, blowjobs, mentions of death...

Katsuki Boyfriend Scenarios, Fem!Reader (SFW and NSFW)

-Part 1

He meets your pets

You both had had a long day of training and you had offered to cook spicy soba if Katsuki aggreed to stay at your house since it was closer than his, unfortunately, he didn't realise you had pets.

Cue Katsuki sitting on your couch with a baffled expression as he tries to ignore your cat, which is having the time of it's life staring at him and getting fur all over the bottoms of his pants. You have another two cats that sit on his lap, crowding the confused boy and purring loudly.

The image doesn't fail to make you snort out a genuine giggle, amused at his weariness of the harmless little critters.

"They're just cats, Katsuki... go ahead, pet Gizmo, hes the little shit trying to sniff your armpit right now."

His head turns in alarm as you say that, blushing and scowling at the creature like he's been scandalised. This elicits another laugh from you as you leave him to his own devices to check on the food.

By the time you come back, you smile at the sight in front of you. Your absolutely adorable boyfriend wriggles his fingers on his lap with a concentrated expression, looking awefully serious for someone who's currently letting your cat bat and chew at his fingers.

You set the food down on the table an shoo the cats away, since you don't like to make a habit out of letting them bother you while you're eating, and a smile reaches your lips as you watch his become a little dissappointed when the cats each scuttle away to cause mayhem in some other part of the house.

"You didn't tell me you had pets..."

His voice has you feeling a little bad, since he's probably beating himself up over not knowing very much about you. Your smile is bright though, and it has him feeling a little better as you speak.

"Yeah, I probably should've, I mean what if you were allergic? It was a bit idiotic of me, sorry, but i just never thought to mention them except for when it came up in conversation, you know?.."

His shoulders untense a little and he loosens up at that, feeling a little better but still like a dumbass for not thinking to learn any more about you. He'll get over it though, and after you've both eaten, you click your tongue and call the cats back in, all three of them walking in one by one and jumping onto the sofa with you both as you cuddle together to watch a movie.

He walks in on you changing

Your shirt hits the floor as you change clothes in your bathroom, now in only your baby pink underwear while you try to find your shirt and pants. You and Katsuki are going on a date today and you're in the middle of contemplating whether you should wear a dress or a skirt, since you don't actually feel like wearing any pants, when the door suddenly opens and in walks your boyfriend.

You freeze and he doesn't even realise that you're there until he turns around, coming face to face with his beet red, half naked girlfriend. You throw a towel at his head as his eyes move down to your breasts and his cheeks turn a cute pink. You don't expect him to catch the flying projectile with a cocky smirk, and you glare at him as you fling a shampoo bottle next, hitting him square in the head.

He remains unphased though, staring at your barely covered boobs like a baby would and practically drooling over them. Honestly! It's not like he's never seen them before!

You sigh and glare at him, giving in because he's just too tempting and calling him closer with a curled finger, dropping your shirt on the floor and jutting a hip out to tease him more.

"What? You're really that down bad, huh?"

He smirks at the jab you make to his pride, unaffected as he pulls you closer by the hips with rough, firm hands and places a fleeting kiss to your lips, kissing down your neck and moving your hair out of the way with his fingers so gently.

You squint your eyes as you give him a dangerous smile, pressing your tiddies against his firm chest and watching in delight as his breath hitches in his chest, catching in his throat. You can feel his very heartbeat race as you grab his hand and guide it under the thin fabric of your lace bra, giggling when his fingers trace over pert nipples and watching him crumble in front of you.

You lay a soft kiss to his cheek as you hold his face in your hand and practically purr as you speak. His resolve crumbles down to dust and he pushes his hips against your own, his hard-on very obvious against your hip. Well, that was easy.

He's literally putty in your hands as you pull away, leaving him high and dry and finding pleasure in the deprived little whine he tries to choke down, looking over his flushed cheeks and glazed eyes, down to the bulge in his pants and feeling incredibly satisfied with yourself.

The previously discarded shirt gets picked up and put on, and you dress slowly just to tease your lover while he adjusts his pants uncomfortably, excusing himself in an instant and completely forgetting what he even came here for in the first place.

You get a new piercing

Your tongue has finally gotten over the painful, swollen stage of being pierced, which is a big relief, since Katsuki should be back from his long ass work trip by tonight and you wanted this to be a nice surprise for him.

Thankfully it's not nearly as painful as it was at first and you've been taking good care of it, so it's healing very well after a good two and a half months. You can't wait to see him again and the thought has you almost buzzing where you sit on your shared bed, smiling softly and planning for all of the things you're going to do to help him settle back in.

Usually you both split the household stuff between eachother, and Katsuki usually cooks instead of you because as much as you hate to admit it, Katsuki's better at cooking than you are, but today you took special care in making his favourite dish for him with all the spiciness he's probably been craving. You have a movie on hold on the TV, and as much as you don't expect Katsuki to want some action the day he comes back, you still wear his favourite colour lingerie, just in case.

So when the keys rattle in the door and your lover walks into the house with a heavy groan of relief, to find the house pristine and his wonderful girlfriend serving dinner at the table, and it's his favourite dish, he feels his heart thump in his chest and a dumb smile reaches his lips as he comes closer, dropping his bag very ungraciously to the floor. If he were a weaker man, he would be crying right now.

He embraces you in a strong grasp made of brick-like muscle and soft skin, nuzzling his nose into the back of your neck and closing his eyes, letting out a deep breath while his ever unruly hair tickles your ear. Obviously this has you finishing up with the hot bowls in seconds to quickly turn around and reciprocate the hug. How you had missed this. You missed your brash blonde and his fiery personality.

"God, fuck.... 'missed you so much... 's fuckin' torture without you."

You smile so wide your cheeks hurt and you kiss his cheek sweetly, your tongue piercing clacking against your teeth as you speak when you try to make it obvious that something's changed, the sound reaching his ears and piquing his curiosity.

"Aw, baby, that bad, huh? 'missed you too..."

"... You chewing on ice or something?..."

His eyes slowly trace upwards to meet yours, only to stop at your devilish smirk the second you playfully stick your tongue out at him. He's stunned into silence until he suddenly straightens up with a little smile, pulling gently at your bottom lip and holding your jaw to inspect it closer.

"Holy shit-... you got it pierced? Why didn't you tell me?... I thought we were keeping in touch..."

His excitement slowly transitions to a dampened disappointment, upset with himself for not being able to communicate so well over the phone. You quickly shut his thought process down however, smiling at him gleefully and kissing his soft lips, having missed this feeling of close proximity between you.

"Surprise! I thought you would like it... I wanted to see your reaction is all."

He's smirking now, leaning in again to nip at your bottom lip and kiss you properly, groaning at the feeling of the cold metal against his own tongue and revelling in the sound of the metal bar crashing against his teeth.

"Oh, I like it, alright..."

"And if it feels good in your mouth, just wait for the real surprise..."

You had dessert before dinner that night.

He sees you crying

Big, round teardrops cascade down your face as you wail into your hands, shaking and sniffling and trying your best to stifle your cries. Your face is red and your eyes are puffy and irritated, the colours in your irises almost illuminescent with the emotion in them, and tears and snot cover your face, reflecting the light in the room.

Today had been one of the most stressful days of your career, and you had recieved so much hate for not being able to save everyone in a recent villain attack. It was times like these that had you a thread away from quitting your job.

You were the only first responder at the scene of an explosion, and the integrity of the building was heavily compromised, so you did what you could to save as many people as possible before the entire structure of the building crumbled around you. You almost didn't make it yourself.

You had recieved a lot of backlash straight away, and as you were gasping for breath on the floor just outside of the danger zone, mourning the loss of those you couldn't save, you were bombarded by reporters demanding answers as to why you weren't able to save the rest. Your heart had shattered into a million pieces just then.

You don't even hear the door open over your hyperventilated breaths, more tears flooding as you think about how many lives were lost because you weren't good enough. Try as you might, you aren't AllMight.

Katsuki's arms are holding you in an embrace more secure than ever in seconds. He would usually give you a harsh but needed wake up call after a mission gone awry, but after this one he knows that that's not the approach to go with today.

"Come on... let me see your face, baby. I want you to look me in the eye while i say this."

You slowly move your hands, and Katsuki's own eyes dampen at the sight of your fresh tears. You really do look like a mess.

"It wasn't your fault. Okay? They were fucking lucky to have you. you saved twelve lives while yours was on the line the entire time. You should not feel guilty for being alive. You lived, and now you can save others in the future. Repeat after me, they are lucky to have me..."

"They're lucky to-... to have me-"

You're cut off by your own hiccupps, crying even harder now as your boyfriend, your lover, holds your face gently in his palms and presses one of the softest kisses he's ever given you onto swollen lips.

"That's it. We're gonna be okay. Those ungrateful bastards will get what's comin' to 'em..."

You finally manage a small, fragile smile as you're pulled flush against his chest, your voice wavering a little in what's barely a soft laugh.

"... Please don't blow up the news building again..."

He uses your chest as a pillow

Katsuki had just come back from an exhausting, long day of boring work, consisting of writing reports for previous missions and signing paperwork, followed by an uneventful patrol.

By the end of the day, he just wanted to eat dinner and pass out in bed. But, you had a better idea. You were off work today and were just lazing around, waiting for Katsuki to come home until you heard the front door slam, signalling that he'd had a shitty day.

You pause the TV and get up out of bed, wrapping yourself in your dressing gown and greeting your boyfriend at the door. He wordlessly collapses into your arms dramatically and sighs in relief as his head hits your breasts like they're some kind of cushion.

He always does this after a bad day, and you open your arms willingly and with an amused smile, stroking his hair and letting him nuzzles your covered up chest.

You actually find it rather endearing that he's so obsessed with your boobs, and as you guide him to the bedroom with a chuckle, your discard the dressing gown that you know was secretly pissing him off, letting his stuff his nose between your breasts.

All you can see of his face now is his mop of hair and you laugh again, combing through soft blond locks with your fingers and braiding random strands as you watch your program. He's far more relaxed now, with his face stuffed into the soft mounds of flesh that cushion his head so well, his eyelids fluttering shut as he quickly falls asleep in your embrace.

You bleed on his bed

You wake up feeling groggy as hell, with the worst cramps you've ever had in your life. Today's going to be a long day. Isn't it a week too early? Oh god. It is. And you didn't wear a pad to sleep.

Oh shit. This isn't even your bed. You dread to get up and survey the damage you've done to your boyfriend's matress. It must look like a murder scene by now. You don't want to get up out of bed now or ever again as tears collect at your waterline, your stomach dropping, but as soon as you feel another wave of blood escape you're forced to get up and sit awkwardly on your hip, starting to panic as you see just how bad it really is.

You've even got blood on your fucking boyfriend for god's sake. Tears stream down your face as you try to wake up your sleeping partner. He groans softly at the disturbance but immediately forgets about how groggy and sleep heavy he feels when the first thing he sees is you crying.

"W-what?! What's happening?-... Oh-..."

He quickly understands as he sits up and puts his hand down to support himself, only to feel something cold and wet on the bed. His blood runs cold as he realises that it's blood, and he almost runs to call an ambulance until he actually sees where it's coming from.

Theres a mass of red so dark that its almost black on the crotch and thighs of your pants, and as you sit up and apologise he quickly brings you closer and traps you into a loving hug. He doesn't even care about the sheets, they can be washed anyway.

"You started?... there's stuff in the bathroom cupboard for you... go run yourself a bubble bath and ill wash the sheets. Come on- there's no need to cry, you idiot, it's just a dumb bed sheet. Let me get you some new pants... 'think i got some ibuprofen too."

You have no idea why he's so calm right now, he's not even grossed out or anything? You're flooded with an overwhelming sense of relief and adoration for your boyfriend, hot tears collecting at your jaw and patterring down to the sheets below you, and you slowly get up to clean yourself up while Katsuki cleans up after you in the middle of the night.

You feel so lucky to have him as you run your bath, getting undressed and putting the ruined clothes into a pile, letting yourself relax.

He's not even mildly upset with you as he knocks on the door and sets a fresh painr of clothes on the counter, coming back to you and stroking your hair, giving you a soft kiss on the lips.

"Just don't waste your energy worrying about it, 's fine. 'not like you can schedule regular meetings with your goddamned uterus."

You can't help bit give a soft, tired laugh at that.

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha fanfiction #bnha #mha #bnha fluff #bnha headcanons #mha fluff #bakugou x fem!reader #katsuki x reader #bakugo katsuki imagine #bakugou katsuki #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugo headcanons #boyfriend scenarios #bakugou imagine

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own-tt · 2 years ago

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Blood shed | Yandere smut

SUMMARY:

✎Love Letters written in blood, gems and jewels on your door steps, who could leave these disgusting yet oddly charming things for you. Some God? The god up above has taken an interest in you, He wants you to bear his children, wants you to rule with him. Everything you do just attracts him even more.

TAGS: yandere, obsession, obsessive themes, non-com, fingering, bondage play, praise kink, degradation kink, fluff (if you squint)

This is my first smut so please be gentle on the criticism. ALSO please never do this in real life, if people say no, it means no. Please respect people's boundaries. Anyway enjoy!!

Your sleep form attracts him so. He cant understand why. The way your thighs rub together, The way your chest rises and falls when you take a deep breath.

He watches from the clouds, kicking his legs back and forth like a school girl staring at a crush's picture. You could, no you would be perfect to rule along side of him, but he couldn't rule just yet, not without an heir. And you were the perfect suit. Oh how perfect your children would look.

It was the perfect, day, the perfect night, the perfect time to bear his children. If he planted his seed now he would rule when they would be born.

He would spoil you in sweats and the finest silk and wine, of course when the children are born. he sighed in his own little world. He imagined the warm and soft feeling of your swollen belly. He couldn’t take it anymore, he had to claim you, How do you humans say it? Now or Never?

You room was a delight, Pink color everywhere, Wallpaper with flowers covered everything, It was like a young child's room, but he didn’t mind, he found it amusing how some stuff animals lined up in rows watching the door to the room, Like watch dogs, He chuckled at the sight again.

Your body looked like a goddess, But you were one to him, Everything you do only drew him closer and closer to you. He leaned over you, your hot breath just barely visible. You left a smile on his face as he climbed on your body.

He slowly pealed back your pajama top and leaving kisses and mark's all along your chest and breasts. he could hear the change of breath, you whimpers and whines clear as day to him.

He didnt waste time as he tore the useless clothing off of your body, left to be forgotten somewhere else in the colorful yet bland room.

He took a minute to stare but continue his attack. Moaning on your chest, he couldnt care less if you woke up at that minute, all he wanted was for you to feel the same pleasure that he would feel.

“Oh my darling, my queen. You'll be perfect bearing my heirs.” He moaned into you, the vibrations of his voice causing you to wake up. “What the f-.”

You were cut off guard with his lips clashing against yours. You tried to push his body away, failing miserably. He moaned against your lips. “I'm gonna make you mine.” He slurred. You at least tried to catch your breath

“No, stop!” You screamed and tried to slap him, but he caught you wrist. “I hope you got the letters I wrote to you.” He said before burying himself in the crook of your soft neck.

“Your gonna look so good when I your belly is round and full.”

He stuffed his tounge in your mouth before you could do anything. You were so confused, why was this godlike person in your house. More less making out with you, and the comments about pregnancy made you worry.

Unfortunately he sensed your fear. “Dont worry, you've done this before I assume. It wont hurt a bit.”

He reached his hand to the waist band of your pants, carefully digging his finger around the waist of your panty's.

“Stop!” You pleaded again. “Dont worry darling, once we start, you’ll start to beg for more.” He pulled your pants all the way down to your feet and tore them off, soon throughing them from the bed.

“Never in my life that I thought I would be closer to heaven. And I live in it.” He chuckled before ducking down and sucking a wet spot on the peice of thin cloth. You tried to fight once more but he then pinned your legs to the bed. “The more you struggle, the more you'll have to wait for the big finish.” He whimpered.

“I'd rather not do it at all!” You yelled and spat in his face, he smiled and wiped the fluid clean off his face, “huh. I thought you liked my little gifts, those gems? Dont you want even more?”

It was true you weren't that rich, and the rent was kinda harsh. But you didnt want to go through the pain of pregnancy for it.

“I dont want to be pregnant! Please dont do this!!” You screeched. “ dont worry my dear, I'll be here with you all throughout it!” He said before giving a quick kiss to you clit before shoving the panty’s to the side.

He watched as you arousal glistened, he poked a finger at the fluid and scooped it up. His tounge swiped up the moisture and swallowed it, he looked completely blissed. Like he had been dreaming of this moment for forever. Maybe this was all a dream?

A kind of arousing dream?

You were full of shame, why did you find this arousing, you were disgusted that you closed your legs, but he pried them back open.

He plunged a finger deep in your hole, causing you to let out a howl. “Aw, your enjoying this arnt you?” He said, he knew since you were clenching on his finger. His smile never faded as he started thrusting in and out of you.

“Aw, little slut! Lying about hating this.” He said while picking up the pace in his thrusting. You tried to keep your whines down, but your whines where muffled into almost silent ‘hmps’.

The more he thrusts the more you come closer and closer to finishing, he was well aware of that, he couldnt wait to see your face when you finish on his fingers.

Your orgasm came quickly, Your face scrunched up as you came, His fingers continued through your climax. Slowly coming to a slow stop once you caught your breath. You hoped it was the end.

He took his fingers out of your now leaking hole and placed it on his tounge, he moaned as it touched his tastebuds.

You tried to sit up and crawl away, but he pulled your legs back and under him. Making him hover right above you. He smiled again before sitting up and undoing his belt buckle.

“No Please! I dont want you. Get out of my house!”you screamed and kicked. His face settled to a soft frown. “I'm sorry my darling but this is the only way for you to stop struggling.” He snapped his fingers and something flew around your wrist and tightened them together.

You looked up and saw a slim but strong red ribbon, it flew around your wrist into a pretty bow. “I gotta say, you look delicious like this. I almost thought you wanted to be tied up.” He chuckled.

He grabbed your legs and wrapped them around his waist. Another snap of his fingers and you felt another ribbon, but around your ankles. Making you immobile. You couldnt move or fight as you wasted your energy, All the god did was watch. The motivation to fight him draining from your eyes.

He smiled as he lined up his cock to your already leaky hole. As he slowly pushed in, he watched as your face contorted into an silent moan. He sighed as he pushed in all the way, almost panting.

“P-please.” You repeat like a mantra. He took that as a sign to move. “Of course my love.” He said, thrusting into you, hips snapping into yours.

“Comon, make those pretty little noises I know you can make~” he purred.

You didn't even know your legs where trailing up his back and pushing him in you even more.

You couldn't take it anymore. Your moans grew in volume. “Yes! My love.” He said while picking up the pace even more, you couldnt feel your bottom half anymore. Your eyes rolled back to your head as you let out more pornographic moans. You could feel his cock twitching deep inside you. Suddenly your inside was flushed with his seed, yours and his pants and moans came to a slow.

“Now. There is no possible chance your not pregnant.” He said while digging his head into the crook of your neck. You could feel him drooling a little. “ oh look at you, your a mess. But your my mess. And now you'll be queen.”

This was so bad..

#yandere #yanderesmut #smut #yanderexyou #y/n #y/nsmut #yanderexy/nsmut #god #godsmut #godxy/n #godxy/nsmut #oc #oc smut

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sassyhobbits · 3 years ago

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Could you do “You look...“ “Ridiculous? Stupid? Out of place?” “Breathtaking.” For elorcan or rowaelin?

just some short and sweet elorcan, bc i dont write them enough <3. enjoy!!

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Lorcan whispered a tiny curse as he looked down at his watch. They were cutting it awfully close on a day they shouldn't be cutting it close on.

"El, love, are you almost ready?" he called, voice echoing off the walls of the quaint townhome he shared with his fiancé, Elide.

"Nearly!" she yelled back from upstairs.

Lorcan sighed, finishing off the beer he had been nursing and tugging uncomfortably at his stiff collar. He had never been one for dressing up or social engagements, but unfortunately, he couldn't avoid either today.

The day of Aelin and Rowan's wedding.

Lorcan knew Rowan loved Aelin and she, for some inexplicable reason, made him very happy. Lorcan and Aelin hadn't gotten along well in the beginning, but they tolerated each other now. Elide would roll her eyes and tell him that they're actually friends, but Lorcan would be dead before admitting he sometimes enjoyed Aelin's snark.

Not to mention, if they were late, he knew she would be a raging bitch to him.

Lorcan was Rowan’s best man and Elide was Aelin’s maid of honor. He knew she had wanted everything to be perfect for her friend. The only thing that had given Elide trouble was the dress Aelin had picked out for her.

Aelin’s tastes had always been louder and more daring than Elide's when it came to clothes. His fiancé had been bemoaning the dress since she had received it, though Lorcan had yet to lay his own eyes on the garment. Knowing Galathynius, it could very well be lingerie.

"Okay!" Elide announced, the sound of her heels echoing from upstairs. "I'm done!"

Lorcan grabbed his phone, shooting a quick text to Rowan to let him know they were about to head out. He heard Elide make it to the bottom of the stairs just as he slid his phone back in his pocket.

The sight before him was stunning.

Lorcan always thought that Elide was the most beautiful being on the earth. Either in the mornings when her hair was messy and she wore one of his shirts, or when she got dressed up in her favorite cozy sweaters and baggy jeans. She was always stunning.

But Lorcan had never seen her like this.

Elide's dark hair was swept to the side, spilling down her back in dark waves. Her eye makeup was kept simple while her lips were painted a dark red. The only jewelry she wore were a pair of studs in her ears and the engagement ring Lorcan had given to her a few months ago. But the real show stopper was the dress.

It had Aelin written all over it.

The dress was form fitting, hitting all of Elide's curves in just the right places. The straps were thin, the neckline a bit lower than the dresses Elide picked out for herself. The hem, while hitting the knee, also had a long slit up the left leg, giving Lorcan a teasing glimpse of her soft thigh. The gown was completely covered in dark green sequins.

Lorcan could only blink. "You look…"

Elide shifted beneath his gaze, trying to tug the neckline up. There was a light pink flush on her pale cheeks. "Ridiculous? Stupid? Out of place?"

Lorcan knew she was only saying such things because the dress was a bit out of her comfort zone. He simply smiled and closed the distance between them, cradling Elide's face in his hands before murmuring, "Breathtaking."

It was then that he swooped down and kissed her softly. He instantly felt the tension leave her body.

"Thanks, Lor," she whispered. "It's just… different."

"Different isn't always a bad thing."

Elide raised a playful, dark brow. "Is that your way of saying you want me to wear more risqué dresses?"

"I love you in whatever you wear, but today, Aelin wants you in that. And I'm certainly not complaining."

Elide released a breathy laugh. "Perhaps I'll have Aelin take me shopping once they get back from their honeymoon."

"That’s certainly not a terrible idea," Lorcan said, unable to stop his eyes from skipping to the curves of Elide's breasts quickly. He would have time for such distractions later, but for now, they had somewhere to be. "We should probably get going. I don't want to be late and get grilled by your bitchy friend."

"Oh, Lorcan," Elide said softly, kissing his cheek and patting his chest. "She's your bitchy friend too!"

#elorcan #my writing #tog

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thoriffix · 3 years ago

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1, 2, and 15 from the rqg asks?

1: favourite dice set

i don't have any of my own yet (hopefully soon!!) but i stare at dice online all day long so this was actually quite hard but this set... oorhh i want em

2: which of the gods/cults are you more drawn to? are you more of a paladin or a cleric?

i think of the ones we've really seen, aphrodite! i do enjoy the whole love and healing vibe although unfortunately i dont suit pink very well, otherwise mayb dionysus for the Vibes :] i shamefully still dont rly know the diff between paladin and cleric but uhh probs paladin..?

15: share a doodle/scrap of writing/headcanon that "isn't enough to post on its own"

[id: several unfinished and uncoloured rqg sketches. the first image has a sketch of hamids face grinning, a fullbody of cel posing casually and lineart of hamid and azu hugging. the second is a fullbody clean sketch of hamid floating and producing sparkles from one hand. the third has two very rough sketches, one fullbody of hamid posing and the other of hamid sat on azu's flexed bicep. in all, hamid is a small egyptian halfling with slicked back hair wearing fancy suits, azu is a tall, fat kenyan orc with shaved hair and a broken tusk, wearing a tshirt or full armour, and cel is a tall, skinny half-elf with spiky hair wearing a long coat over plain clothing. end id]

here u go! a handful of sketches done a While ago now that i never posted (almost all hamid and azu bc i have. an obvious bias)

#rqg #rusty quill gaming #grays sketches #asks

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honeypirate · 4 years ago

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Flower in the Sun

AU where Beni has a mom (I don’t know if he doesn’t I just know about his adoptive father/master)

Benimaru x Fem!Reader

Not edited don’t hate me for the many mistakes

5.5k words

You tried to focus on the celebration, tried to let go of all the stress you felt right now, but it was difficult considering you JUST moved here less than a year ago, opened your shop in town and lived above it, and now your whole apartment/shop was obliterated. back to basically square one for who knows how long.

You sat by the edge of the celebration, chewing on your lip as you thought about your options. You’d have to move your shop back to the barn on the gardens you have outside of town but you didn’t get as much business that way.. plus you can’t really sleep there. You could move back in with your mother but she lived near company 3 and baked them a cake every sunday, your sisters family lived in the Shinjuku District but they were holy sol nuts and you really didn’t want to have to ask them of all people. So the barn was the only real option right now, no bed but at least it has a roof and a door with a lock. A voice cuts through your thoughts and you pay attention when you realize it belongs to Benimaru

‘If I wrecked your house last night feel free to stay at the guardhouse until it’s fixed. It won't take too long.” you felt a weight lift off your shoulders as you watched those without homes gather around him for details, you pick yourself up and walk over to the group so you could hear what to do.

At the guard house you are directed to a small room at the back since you were just one person and not a family. You didn't mind that it was a small space or that you were farther away from anyone else, you were just grateful you could stay in Asakusa and keep your business running. You are told that you can help yourself to breakfast in the morning and dinner will be served for everyone at night and you were given a few essential toiletries.

When you are certain that everyone else staying there had used the showers, you gave it some extra time so that the hot water will replenish before you made your way silently down the quiet halls of the guard house.

You walk past a door that was open, you glance as you walk by and see Benimaru help bandage Konro, the sight brought a small smile to your lips as you continued your course to the showers.

Their conversation after you passed went something like this

“Waka”

“I saw her”

“She's beautiful. You should..”

“No”

Konro sighs “if you don't, maybe I wilL”

“You’re such a pain in the ass”

Your shower was amazing, they really spared no expense on the quality of shampoo and conditioner. You were so glad to not smell like smoke anymore as you changed into a new set of clothes, they were too big and just a fire force soldier shirt and jumper, but you didn't care. They were clean and comfortable. You folded your dirty clothes into a small stack and carried it back to your room, making a mental note to run to the clothing store in the next few days.

The next morning you are up at dawn, walking through the still quiet hallways towards the kitchen. You get warm in the baggy jumpsuit so you undo it halfway and tie the arms around your waist before you open the doorway. Inside there is a long table with different foods set out and at the end is Benimaru and Konro. You bow to them “thank you for letting me stay” you say, your voice as quiet as the morning. “I’m sorry for destroying your home.” Benimaru says and you rise, a smile on your lips as you make your way farther into the room before kneeling down in front of the table across from Konro.

“You’re Y/N L/N who owns the herb and flower shop” Konro says, recognizing you now that you were up close. You nod and reach out, grabbing some bread “yes I am, although my shop will now be run from the gardens just outside of town until it is rebuilt. My herb garden was on top of my apartment building so some special herbs will be out of stock for a while” you laugh and rip a piece of bread and put it in your mouth. “There is a garden behind the guardhouse that is hardly used, feel free to plant whatever you like” Benimaru says and you blush before bowing your head “thank you very much Captain Shinmon.” He frowns and Konro chuckles under his breath “just call me Benimaru” he says and you nod “of course. Benimaru” you notice the sunrise outside and stand again “thank you again, for breakfast as well” you say with a bow before leaving the room, your unfinished bread in your hand to finish on your way to the gardens. you had to set up your new shop in the barn on the flower farm you made sure to leave as early as you could since that would take a while, good thing you had one employee to help you, your close friend Jo.

One eye like a bullseye and one like an X. you couldn’t look away from him even if you wanted to. Here he was, in your shop, pursuing the already made bouquets you had made that morning and the potted plants Jo had taken care of. You watched him talk to Jo for a second from your spot at the back counter, before resuming his shopping.

You could hear Jo next to you saying your name but it didn’t register that she was talking to you until she walked in front of your vision “huh?” you ask and she glares “huh?! I have been practically shouting at you for the past five minutes. Could you take your eyes off of the Captain for a second please?” your cheeks turn red as you look down sheepishly “sorry Jo” you whisper and she laughs at you then says “he’s actually looking for you, oh flower master” you gasp and look up into her eyes “WHAT?” you practically shout and then crouch down behind the counter when you see his head turn. Your coworker leans over the side and says “and he’s coming this way now. good job dummy” before she leaves “fuuuck” you whisper and panic, how are you going to okay this off? “didn’t know you hated me this much y/n. Is it because I destroyed your home?”

You dip your head back to look up at his face which is now looking over at you as he leans over the counter. His facial expression was uninterested but he had curious eyes. His voice was monotone, like he had way more things to be doing than this mediocre errand. You pop to your feet, your face feeling like 100 degrees. “No!! I mean yes! I mean!Ugh” you sigh and close your eyes, stealing a moment before opening your eyes, a customer service smile and voice when you say “no, I dont hate you. Sorry i'm just a little flustered. How may i help you today?”

“I need some flowers and when you mentioned your garden at breakfast I thought I would come down. I need whatever says “i’m sorry for not coming to dinner for 5 months i still love you mom” you bite back a giggle as you think of his mom, a regular at your shop who would come just to talk “say no more, come with me and we will build you a perfect bouquet” he nods and you grab a flower basket and a knife, leading him out the side door into the garden.

“So these ones are blue hyacinths, they represent peace and truth” he hums before shaking his head “no” he says and you chuckle, leading him down a few rows before stopping again “these are called star of bethlehem, they mean reconciliation” he leans in close “i like these ones” he says and you smile “perfect” you say and reach out cutting a few and adding them to your basket before walking down a few more rows.

You spend half an hour looking around at the flowers and chatting easily. “So why haven't you been to dinner with your sweet mother? She comes in every once in a while and only has nothing but kind things to say about you” you ask while you finish the arrangement of star of bethlehem, yellow roses, white ivy flowers, spider mums, and lily of the valley. You spruced it up with some ivy greenery and the last of the rosemary and chamomile flowers in the shop, the seeds you’re going to plant back at the guard house were already in your bag in the back.

The bouquet you made was beautiful and you felt proud as you tied around a few ribbons “Just busy is all” he says and you hand the bouquet over “well, tell her y/n from the flower shop says hi” he nods “i will. thank you y/n” he says, his fingers brushing yours as he takes the flowers. “Will i see you at dinner?” he asks and you smile “wouldn't miss it” he nods “good Konro will stop asking me now” you chuckle, does that mean Konro likes you? You push the thought aside “have a good rest of your day, Benimaru” you say and he gives you a small smile “you as well” you notice the flush of pink on his neck as he exits the shop.

“Ohhh these are lovely! Are they from y/n’s garden??” Beni nods “she say’s hi by the way” his mom smiles and brings the flowers into the kitchen to grab a vase “that girl is so sweet, she always remembers FooFoo and if i bring her with she gives her treats.” Benimaru feels his heart warm as he crouches down to scratch the tiny head of the senior dog laying on the floor. “She moved her shop to her garden until it’s rebuilt” he says, remembering the way he felt her eyes on him in the store, the way her hair shown in the sunlight as she brought him around her garden, telling him about the means behind every flower he asked about, the way the conversation was easy. He found himself wanting to talk to her again, trying to find any reason to go back to your garden. “Benimaru!” his mom shouts and he looks up to her “sorry ma” he says and she just shakes her head with a smile “shes quite beautiful isnt she?” his mom says as she places the flowers in the vase “yeah” Beni says “she is”

When you get back to the guard house after work it’s already dark and quiet, you had a lot of work to do once you closed and it unfortunately made you miss dinner. You roll your shoulders as you take off your shoes by the back gate, picking them up as you walk into the back garden. You hum softly to yourself as you find a watering can and hose, filling it up halfway and bringing it with you over to the garden boxes filled with dry dirt. You chuckle at the sight “poor unfortunate neglected dirt, not for long tho” you whisper as you wet the soil, sure you could plant more things at your garden around your flowers but if you did both you'd have more supply when they were grown. Plus it was the perfect time to plant. You kneel by the garden box and mix up the soil so it was all wet and combined before planting the seeds. Unaware of the man on the back porch watching you as you went, a smile on his lips.

You snap your fingers and the hanging lanterns above you light, making your face glow as you look up and make eye contact with Benimaru, a smile on your lips when you notice his shocked expression. He recovers quick with a smile you can tell he’s trying to hide “you missed dinner” he states and you chuckle “I’m sorry to make you miss me” you say with a chuckle “Would you like to help me?” your voice was quiet but he heard it like it was right by his ear.

He stands from his spot and walks over to you, his feet making soft sounds when they hit the dirt. He kneels down next to you and you take his hands in yours, making him cup them, the dirt on your hands rubbing off on him. “Take some of these” you dump some seeds into his hands “and plant them in a row, a couple finger widths apart and a knuckle deep” he nods as he follows your orders, you start on another row and hum softly as you go.

“You’re a pyrokinetic” he says and you chuckle “kind of. I mean. I never had any training so I can’t fight or anything with it. Nothing compared to your talents. But technically yes” “You’ve watched me so often you know of my talents?” he asks and you watch as his fingers push seeds into a neat row. You chuckle “yes, im not ashamed to say it. You’re captivating and insanely talented.” His cheeks flush and he clears his throat “is..is this right?” He asks and pulls his dirt covered empty hands away “that’s perfect Beni” he holds his hand out for more seeds and you smile as you pour some more into his palm.

“These are chamomiles, one of my favorites although common” you say “why do you like it?” he asks and you feel your stomach birth a butterfly or two “when i was younger, my grandma owned the flower garden. She would plant beautiful flowers and let me pick whichever ones I wanted. Then at the end of the day she would let me go pick as many chamomile flowers as i wanted so she could make tea. As we drank tea should tell me stories, I love chamomile because it reminds me of quality time and the stories that can be shared over a good cup of tea”

You finish your story as you both finish planting. You wipe your hands off on your pants as you stand up with him “thank you for your help” you say with a smile that he returns “thank you for the story” you nod “anytime Benimaru” he picks up your shoes and hands them to you before he puts the watering can back and disappears inside the guard house.

You snap your fingers as you walk inside, the lanterns going out before you close the door.

You don’t see Benimaru for the next few days, he wasn’t there for breakfast or dinner, you guess he has fire force duties that keeps him busy but you can't help but wonder how he is.

You get home from work late again, a wedding coming up that has been keeping you busy. You shower and then make your way through the guardhouse to the kitchen, it’s quieter than usual, a few families homes are already built and yours should be soon as well. You walk into the kitchen and smile when you see Beni already there “hi” you whisper as you shuffle to the cupboard to grab a mug and some tea “hi y/n” he says when you stand next to him at the stove, the tea kettle already heating up “can’t sleep?” you ask and he nods. You notice the dark circles under his eyes and how bloodshot they look. You hum in response and frown at the response your heart had when you saw him. Like you wished you could take care of him and rub his back while he lays in bed. “Are you just getting back?” he asks and you nod and cover your mouth as you yawn “yeah. Mrs. Kim’s daughter is getting married sunday and I’ve been making all the arrangements. White peonies, lavender, and ivy, it’s gorgeous” he notices the bandages on your fingers and dark circles under your eyes that almost match his. He wants nothing more to hold you while you both fall asleep. He’s so sleep deprived and he can see you are as well, but his thoughts are cut off by the whistle of the pot. “Do you wanna sit?” he asks and you nod with a smile.

You sit and talk at the little table in the kitchen, the only light coming from the one hanging above the table. It felt like you were in your own world as you talked and shared stories, laughing at the many things he told you about growing up and meeting Konro.

You told him more stories about your grandma, about your childhood. You bonded over mutual feelings for religion and politics, over what you want for the future. Before long you’ve finished a cup of chamomile tea and your second cup has gone cold, at some point he grabbed your hands and was now playing with your fingertips as he told you the story of how he became captain, sharing his fears with you in the safe space of the quiet kitchen. “I think I will always believe that Konro could have been better at this than me” he whispers and you lean forward, reaching up to brush his hair from his forehead before cupping his cheek “for what it’s worth, I think you are perfect” you hear his breath catch as his eyes look up into yours “perfect for this company, for this town. I talk to many of the people who live here and I have only ever heard praise and kindness for you. Your people love you. I know you don't like sweets that much but I’ve seen you accept them AND eat them and that says so much about you. People always give you so many gifts because it’s the only way we know how to give back, to you and the company for protecting the people and always being there.” Your hand slips as you go to move it from his cheek but he moves his hand up, covering yours and holding it in place.

“You may not feel worthy of this mantle, Waka” you smirk and give him a sweet look, knowing about his nickname and using it in this context makes his heart race as a small chuckle escapes his throat. “And no matter what i say, you can live with what makes you comfortable. But know that you are ultimately not living the truth.” He ponders your words for a moment and brings his hand down, taking yours with it. “The truth being that you DO deserve this position. You ARE worthy. You ARE the best and most qualified for this” his fingers laced together with yours “and you have the support of your team and basically the whole city...” your cheeks blush and you look down at your hands together against the table “and you have mine as well” you whisper

Benimaru was gone the next few days, Konro as well. Leaving you in the guard house as more and more families left, able to go back to their newly built homes until only a few of you remained.

Your bare feet plop along the wooden floor, echoing in the empty quiet hallway as you make your way to the back. Your long duster cardigan hitting the back of your ankles and making your shorts and tank top seem even more cozier. The sound of birds makes you smile as you take a deep breath of the fresh morning air, walking to the little garden with a watering can in your hand.

“Good morning” he said softly, his voice strained and tired. You smile and your head snaps up to look at him, your smile falling as you take him in.

You set down the watering can and stand, making your way to him in an instant. “Are you okay?” You ask, your hands reach for him but stop a short distance away. His face had a bandage on his cheek and forehead, his left hand wrapped, and a bruise forming around his left eye. “Just a couple scratches is all” he says, taking one of your hands with his right hand and slowly leads you back to the plants. “They’re growing nicely” he says as he looks down at the sprouts, already a little tall and poking out of the dirt in just a week.

He drops your hand to pick up the watering can, raining down the cool liquid over your plants, the dry lightened dirt turning dark brown. “You’re going to work?” He asks and you shrug “I don’t have anything special to do today, and if I’m being honest” you blush and take the can from his hand, walking to put it away so you didn’t have to look at him “I wanted to go in today so I didn’t think about how much I wanted to talk to you”

His breath catches and his wounds don’t even throb anymore, he wasn’t paying attention. All that matters is the soft way your voice reached his ears, saying something he didn’t even realize he was hoping for. You’ve been missing him, just as much as he seemed to miss you. “Will you get some breakfast with me?” He asks, his voice normal, hiding every anxiety and feeling deep in his heart, but as you turned and met his eye you could see the hope he's feeling in them.

“I was thinking” you say after Konro excuses himself from breakfast, leaving you and Beni alone. “Could you.. I mean. Do you know of anyone who could train me with my abilities? If it’s possible I could get stronger then I want to” your hands are in closed fists against your thighs and you me eyes shone with the determination you feel. He chuckles softly, popping a piece of fruit in his mouth and thinking as he chews. “I think I could figure something out. Tomorrow night work for you?” You beam at him, grinning from ear to ear with excitement “that works perfect!” You place your hand on his arm that rests against the table “Thank you Benimaru” you say softly and he nods, trying desperately to suppress the blush he feels is imminent.

The next evening you went out to check your ganden before you were supposed to train, you hoped that he had found someone nice to help you. “Are you ready?” He asks behind you and you smile while you stand from your place by the small growing herbs “as I’ll ever be! Who will you have train me?” You ask and meet his eyes, raising yours brows in question, noticing his face was without his bandages today and his wounds really did look like scratches. “I will” he states and you watch his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows.

You take a couple steps towards him “no!” You exclaim louder than intended and you laugh once awkwardly as his eyebrows raise “I mean. You’re hurt! and my power is so low it’s not worth your time. I’ve seen the boys you train! their power and skill is levels higher than me” he walks over to you, setting his right hand on your shoulder and leaning down to your ear “I want to” he whispers and your cheeks dust pink as a small gasp leaves your throat, oh how he desperately loved that sound. He pulls back with a smirk “and I’ve said” he raises his left hand that still had a small bandage around his palm “it’s just a scratch” he begins to walk away from you, over to the training space and you’re stunned for a few moments. Standing there and watching his back as he walked away, your heartbeat racing and your brain empty save it for the way Benimaru’s breath tickled your ear.

“Well?” He asks when he realizes you’re not following him, turning back and looking at you with daring eyes, snapping you back into reality. Your smile spreads and the sight sends him over the moon, a feeling invading his heart that he’s become enamored with these past few days having you at the guardhouse. You were the sun slowly rising in his life, and he was drawn to your warmth. “Let’s do this” you say as you reach his side, the back of your hand brushing his for only a moment but it sends fireworks up his arm.

“Show me what you can do, outside of lanterns” he says as he stands to the side, his eyes taking in your form as you stand facing him. You hold up your hands and nod once, the tip of each finger igniting in small flames. “I can’t make them bigger but I can do..” you tighten each flame to smaller tips, growing in power and heat until they blazed like the head of welding guns. He nods once “she’s more powerful than she realizes” he thinks as he watches the flames reflecting your eyes.

“That’s good” he says as he approaches you “is this all you know how to do?” He asks as he takes a hold of your wrists gently, turning your hands and looking at your flames. “I couldn’t really practice a lot growing up so this is it unfortunately” he chuckles once, mostly just air from his nose, but it made you smile anyway. “Can you control which fingers or..” before he finishes you start randomly lighting and unlighting fingertips. “Now try to shoot the flames out” he says and you nod, trying to push the flames out but just ending up breaking a sweat and flashing your flames, not going anywhere else.

After fifteen minutes of absolutely nothing happening you sigh and flung your hands up in the air “I can not be this WEAK” you exclaim and shake them as you scowl. He sighs and comes over to you, reaching up and smoothing out your eyebrows gently before holding his hands out to you.

You hesitate, your hands almost being set in his before you pause and he raises his eyebrows “chicken” he whispers and you drop your hands against his “tch” he clicks his tongue and you roll your eyes as he uses his thumbs and first two fingers to rub your wrist gently “it’s your first test. Relax” he says, his fingers moving to the middle of your hand “there are many other things we’ll try, none of which make you weak if you can’t do them” goosebumps running down your spine as he moves down each finger, your breath catching in your throat with how gentle he was being with you and how nice it felt for him to be doing this to your hands, another sound that he found he adored. He brings your hands up and kisses each knuckle softly, effectively short wiring your brain yet again. “Try again” he whispers, letting your hands go and standing back again.

You took a deep shaky breath and closed your eyes for a moment, feeling the warmth of the sun on your skin and the warmth he has ignited in your heart, before opening your eyes and shoving your hands out, each finger popping as flames, strong, bright blue flames, shoot from each finger.

“BENIMARU!” You shout and laugh, dropping the flames and turning to run and throw your arms around his neck “oof” he mumbles as you hit him, his arms wrapping around you to keep you both stable. “I did it! I did it! I did it!” He sighs softly into your hair, “I saw” he whispered “wanna find out what else you can do?” He asks, his lips brushing against the side of your head. You squeeze him closer for a moment before pulling back “does this mean I should call you my Senpai? Or my Captain?” He rolled his eyes but couldn’t stop the blush that rose to his cheeks “No.” he says, but you laugh when he won’t meet your eye.

“You’ve come a long way for just a few hours” he says as you walk back to the garden, the sun beginning to set “you’re a really amazing teacher” you lean in close “Captain” you whisper before making a turn for the hose. He stops in his tracks after you whispered, his heart fluttering in his chest as he forces himself to calm down before turning and walking over to you

You look up to him from where you were crouched, running hose in one hand after you washed your face and the back of your neck. “You look a little flushed” you say as he crouches by you, reaching out for the hose. He just Humphs as you move the water closer to him, a smirk in your lips and mischief in his eyes that he would have known right away had he looked up at you.

Your thumb covers the end just so as he leans down, raising the pressure as it hits his hands spraying his face as well. You chuckle before placing your fingers against your lips, holding in as much of your giggles as you could. He slowly looks up into your eyes, water droplets falling from his hair and nose, he was annoyed for half of a second until he meets your eyes, notices the sweet mischief in your eyes and hears your soft giggles as they leave your lips. “Did you just..” you nod and slowly stand to back away from him, the mischief rising to his eyes as the corners of his mouth twitch up into a smile. He stands and takes one step towards you and you raise your emotu hand, “WAIT” you say and he stops “we.. we can talk about this..” you say with a smile, giggles escaping with every exhale. “I think we’re too far past talking about this” he says before he moves, quick with his hand out towards the hose but you scream and try to run, spraying him behind you as he gets closer. He laughs as he grabs you, his arms wrapping around your middle from behind not caring about the cool hose water that was currently soaking him. He reaches up and takes the hose from your hand and turns you around before smiling and slowly running the water across the back of your head then across both of your shoulders making you gasp and tense in his hold. “I think we’re even now” you say with a shiver and a laugh and he cocks his head “not yet” he says softly, his hands reaching up to tuck your damp hair behind your ears.

You gasp, his cold fingers cooling off your warm cheeks as he cups your face. The hose forgotten about, dropped on the grass by your feet, soaking the earth and making your toes muddy. But nothing else matters besides the way he’s looking at you and the way the sun is turning the sky red behind him.

Your hands grip the sides of his soaked shirt as you lean into him “and how, tell me, can we make it even?” You ask, following his hands with your face as he pulls you closer, his body curving forward as you lean forward on your tip toes, brushing your nose against his making his breath hitch “can I show you?” He whispers and you nod, your eyes fluttering closed as he closes the last inch between your lips.

Kissing him felt like the first breath of fresh air after an infernal has been put to rest. Felt like the first relaxing step into a hot spring. It sends goosebumps from your head to his toes before being followed by electricity making your skin tingle. Fireworks dance across the backs of your eyes as he wraps an arm around your waist, holding you tight against him. You sigh as your heart sways within your chest, comforting and warm as he holds you like his lifeline.

His thumb brushes softly against your cheek when he pulls away. Your hands smooth out his shirt before running your hands up his wet chest, his hands moving down to both rest against your waist. You can’t think of anything to say, just savoring the moment as you look into his eyes.

“Are you guys coming to dinner?” The twins say from the porch, effectively startling the hell out of you. You gasp and clutch your heart as Beni just smiles down at you, his back to them. “Thanks. We’ll be there in a minute” he says and they skip off. “We should get going. We’re gonna get sick” you say and reach up, running a hand through your damp hair. He reaches down and turns off the hose as you gather it, putting it away correctly and he reaches out, hooking his fingers with yours. “Mom will kill me if you get sick” he says softly and you laugh “maybe you could.. help me clean up. Make sure I don’t get sick” he coughs a few times, choking on his spit in shock and you laugh “Beni” you say softly and pause in the doorway, looking up at him. “I’m playing. I really like you. I’d like to take it as slow or fast as we both are comfortable with, okay?” You reach up and ruffle his damp hair, pushing it out of his eyes. His cheeks flush and he leans down, pressing his forehead to yours as your eyes close. “I adore you” he whispers and your heart flutters. “Let’s go get cleaned up” he whispers and squeezes your hand, guiding you along with him to the showers.

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obsessive-ego · 4 years ago

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Wait? Demons go into heat?

Unestablished musical Beetlejuice x reader

Nsft

Beej goes into heat for the first time while knowing you

Dubious consent and masturbation warning

"Y/n, we need to talk"

You look up from your phone and quirk a brow at the statement, it was weirdly serious for your friend, at first you assumed he was getting ready to mess with you or something, until you noticed the purple hue that has taken over his form.

"Are you okay?" You utter softly

The demon sits down next to you on the couch and sighs

"Okay, y/n, I am going to go away for a bit" he refused to look at you, his voice was small and very unlike him, but this made sense, you knew beetlejuice didnt like going to the netherworld on his little business trips, so this behavior started to make more sense.

"Oh okay-"

"I just dont want to hurt you"

What? You freeze.

The ghoul sighs again, before finally meeting your eyes and gently grabbing your hands

"Y/n I'm going into heat next week and I need to be away from you-"

You snort out a laugh, pulling your hands from the ghoul's grasp, so this WAS a joke, going into heat?

Your laughter was short lived when beetlejuice grabbed your shoulders to get you to focus on him.

"Y/n I'm not kidding"

focusing back to the ghoul, it was obvious he was serious, spots of red peaking through the purple was a grim reminder he wasnt joking.

"I-"

"I'm a demon y/n, I'm gonna go into heat, and all I'm gonna do is want to fuck, and I dont trust myself to be around you, I'm gonna go away till it's over, and I NEED you NOT to say my name, just promise me that"

You nod

Never in your time of knowing the ghoul was he ever so serious, honestly it was scary, was his heat so bad he'd just jump you without consent? IT'S best not to dwell on it.

...

It's been a few days since beetlejuice disappeared for your own safety, it wasnt so bad, before he left he was very fidgety and practically glowing pink, the hug goodbye was awkward, the ghoul held you longer then normal and let out a soft whine, guess his cycle was starting.

You couldnt help but daydream about how hot it would be to have the demon rail you senseless in his heat, yes you had a crush on him, but you sure as hell weren't ready to express those feelings, especially during his heat cycle.

The week goes by, you enjoy your silence, and are very productive, it's not like you dodnt enjoy Beetlejuice's presence, it's just not easy to get chores done with him being under foot. You always took the opportunity to get stuff done when beetlejuice wasnt around, you loved him yes, but alone time was important, between getting stuff done, and just relaxing his absence was nice, though you did miss him, but as the week went on, you could help but forget as to why the demon had to vanish, work was rough, and as exhaustion took over your body, peices of your discussion fell to the side of your tried brain, something about heading to the netherworld for a bit, a business trip probably, not that you believed the demon HAD a real job anyways.

As the week comes to an end you go into auto pilot mode, friday was the end of a work week and you and Beetlejuice's movie night.

Coming home from work you had only one thing on your mind, lazing about with your friend and watching shitty horror movies. Everything you did was on auto pilot, tossing your bag aside as you head to your bedroom to swap out your work clothes with something much more cozy, fuzzy pajama pants and a baggy shirt.

You wander from your room tapping away on your phone, ordering the pizza you and beej normally share, you always payed ahead and let the demon believe him scaring off the delivery guy ment free food, you enjoyed Beetlejuice's awful jokes, and that wide toothy grin he gave you when he assumed him scored the two of you a free meal, but in all good consciousness you couldnt let that happen, you'll just the demon believe he's doing you a favor WHILE he's showing off.

You plop down on the couch, everything was set for a fun night of hanging with your pal, you havent seen him all week, for the life of you, you couldnt remember as to why beetlejuice wasnt around, something about going to the netherworld? Probably another business trip, whatever he was always so mopey when he had to leave, he'd probably be thrilled to have a easy hang out right? Well it's been a week and if beej wasnt done with whatever nonsense he had to take care of he could leave, simple as that.

You get up from the couch and holler "beetlejuice beetlejuice beetlejuice"

The lights flicker, then go out completely, you huff through your nose, this wasnt new, been was all about making an entrance.

"Y/N"

you flinch at the tone, harsh and angry, not exactly how he tended to great you when summoned, he was messing with you right?

Unfortunately in the pitch dark you couldnt see him to confirm this thought.

Before you could do or say anything, you're pushed back into the couch

"Beetlejuice-" you cry,

"I missed you honey, couldnt stop thinking about that soft warm body of yours" he purred, you face burned with embarrassed, yes beetlejuice tended to flirt with you, but this felt different, more

Intense

"What?" You utter

Before you could elaborate you felt the weight of him crawling up onto your lap, the ghoul grabs your chin, the demon leans into your face, your eyes now accustomed to the dark you were able to make out a bit of the ghoul before you, just not enough to make heads or tails of what's going on, as the ghoul leans closer to you, pressing his weight against your trapped form, he takes a long inhale through his nose.

"Oooh~ I missed you so much baby~" he moans out in a whisper.

"Okay knock it off beej" you groan, clearly embarrassed and done with this embarrassing joke, as you try to shove the demon off, this whole charade of his, everytime you summoned him he would tease you and mess with you for a laugh, but being this weird? More legit? That was new, maybe he was just upping his game to.mess with you?

Your shoves were only greeted with a growl, you huff and finally shove beetlejuice off you completely, with ungrateful thud the ghoul hits the ground.

"Seriously Beej what's gotten into you?" You sigh walking away from him to turn on the lights.

The ghoul grows at you sudden absence, not that you noticed, with a click the room fills with light. You frown, beetlejuice was gone, great he was in a pranking mood, you sigh, it's been a long week and you just wanted to relax and watch an awful movie. With that thought you are knocked to the ground with a rough shove from the back, and with a shriek and a thud you land on your stomach, you freeze as you feel the weight being pressed against your back, the culprit had crawled onto your back, practically laying on top of you.

"Baby wants to play rough tonight huh? Daddy will allow it~"

"Beetlejuice seriously, I don't want to play these games i- oh fuck" it hit you, it finally clicked why you havent seen the demon in over a week, he told you, and you fucking forgot, you got to caught up in your own routine and exhausting life, you forgot.

"Uh, beej? Can you please get off-"

"Soon baby, I'll get off soon" the ghoul purrs in your ear, his body firmly pressed against yours, you freeze as you feel a sudden hardness poking between your butt cheeks, you could hear your heart pounding away in your ears, you like beetlejuice yes, but you weren't ready to tell him, let alone let him fuck you on the floor. You were frozen unsure what to do, been warned you, and you forgot. You could banish him, 3 times in a row is all you need, and when this cycle is over this will be something the two of you can laugh about right?

"you smell so good honey~" your pulled from your thoughts with the ghoul's gravely purr

"Beetlejuice beetlejuice bee-" your voice was small and shaky

You gasp and curse at the sensation of something cold and wet trailing up your neck

"And you taste even better~"

You try again "beetlejuice beetlejuice bee-" again you were cut short with a familiar hand cupping against your mouth

"I dont wanna leave baby" he groans, lightly grinding his ever herding cock against your ass "I missed you, I missed your warmth, I missed your scent, i missed your sweet voice, I'm sick of being alone, i need you y/n" his grinding picks up in pace, the ghoul practicallydry humping you into the carpet, you yelp and squirm, in which beetlejuice responds with a soft moan.

"Beej please" you cry, a weird mix of arousal and fear fill your chest, in all honesty, you could find this whole situation pretty hot, but not now.

With the cry of your voice the ghoul flips you over, having you lay on your back. You finally get a good look at beetlejuice, as he hovered inches above you, pinning you below him.

The ghoul's once Forrest green hair was now a wild electric pink, almost magenta, his pupils once round, now resembled the eyes of a snake. Beetlejuice was practically drooling, and though the demon didnt need to breath, you sure could hear him breathing hard almost panting. You've never seen your ghost like this before,so this was heat? Again, other circumstances thos could be very hot.

"Bee?" Was all you could muster

The demon started back at you, wordless, it felt like forever until he closed the gap between you, burying his face in your chest, hands finding themselves placed along the hem of your pajama pants.

Beetlejuice was a mess, blabbering on and on "you smell so good, you feel so good, I need ya babes, I need ya bad, please let daddy fuck you" he whined, all the while he kept nuzzling your breasts. As if that was a distraction, the ghoul's hands began to tug on the hem of you pants, slowly he began to tug on them, slowly shimmying them down.

You were alerted to this action with the familiar squeeze of the demon's hand on your bum.

"Beej WAIT" you cry

Unfortunately on deaf ears, the ghoul continues his actions as your pants are finally removed and quickly tossed aside.

Your legs now fully bare were now free realestate to cold undead hands desperate for soft warm skin.

His his hands traveled up and down your legs, always stopping at the rear for a good long squeeze, you squirm and pant at the stimulation.

"You like that doll? You getting all hot under the collar with just a little touching~" he purred looking up for your chest.

You couldnt bare to look him in the eye, it was all too much, truth be told, you werent NOT enjoying his attention.

"Lawrence please-" you whine, not really sure as to what you were pleading, was it for him to stop? Was it for him to go further? So much was happening you felt like this really wasnt real.

But it sure as hell felt real when you felt the ghoul snap the waist band of your panties, you gasp and try to sit up, only to be pushed back down against the carpet.

The ghoul sighs and goes back to his babbling.

"I need this babes, I need you so much, I need you so bad it hurts, nothing else was good enough, I NEED you"

You could feel your ears burning at this, he really wanted you over anything else, it was probably just his heat talking, but in an odd way it was sweet.

You couldn't help but give the ghoul a soft smile at his desperate words, unfortunately the smile was quickly dropped and replaced with gritted teeth as you felt the demon's cold hands quickly yanking down your, now damp with arousal, panties.

"Beetlejuice STOP" you cry

Simple hum was your response

As the garment slowly made it's way down your legs you tried in vain to reason with the lust driven demon, all of your crys were responded the same, ignored.

As the garment made it to your ankles you made one last attempt to reason with beetlejuice

"Beetlejuice please, this isnt like you, just stop and we can just forget this-"

Before you could finish that sentence, as soon as the damp garment was free from your form, the ghoul vanished.

You prop yourself up on your forearms, glancing around the empty room, you slowly sit up on your bare bum, waiting, waiting for another knock down, ments pass and nothing.

You slowly and carefully get up off the floor, glancing around as you walk over to your pajama pants that were tossed aside, you gently slide them on, still staying vigilant.

As the night goes on you're on high alert, waiting to be tackled down or something, but as time dragged into the early early morning, it clicked, beetlejuice wasnt going to do anything else, you finally sigh in relief, and try not to think about how he vanished AFTER your underwear were removed, and missing completely, you assumed they would have wound up as the same place as where your pants were thrown, unless, he took them with him, you cover your mouth and stare at the floor, you paise for a moment, mind swimming with all the lewd things he could be doing with them, this didnt help how you were all hot and bothered from the ghoul's early actions.

Slipping into bed that night, knowing beetlejuice was gone, you felt okay to tend to those desperate feelings between your legs, you carefully pull out your hidden vibrator and gingerly slip it beneath the covers and eagerly bring it to your desperate sex.

Of course

You werent the only one tending to a desperate need.

Beetlejuice now on the roof of your apartment building, a mix of purple and pink have taken over his form, your panties held tightly in his hand.

Did he feel like shit for losing control and jumping you? Yes

Was he glad your dumbass forgot and called him anyway so he could smell you and feel your soft warm skin? Also yes

Sitting on the edge of roof, not that anyone could see him, he takes the freshly woren garment to his nose and inhales the scent of your excited sex, the purple from the demon's hair is quickly replace with a mix of pink and magenta.

"You smell so good baby" he growls

His free hand fumbles with his pants trying to free his full erection, hell the moment he saw your face he was ready to go.

This wasnt the first time beetlejuice went into heat, not by a long shot, but it WAS his first time going into heat knowing you, and fuck, you were all he wanted.

Having you call him, smelling you, seeing you, feeling you, hearing your sweet voice, hes honestly surprised he didn't blow his load while he was humping that cute rump of yours, he drools remembering how he could feel your warm bum against his cold cock, the demon could only imagine how glorious your pussys warmth was gonna feel.

The night was long and lonely for the demon but the memory of you beneath him and the scent of your desire was enough to keep him content, bit next heat cycle? The demon will have you in his pocket and ready to help him out.

Bonus

Sunday

You wake up late and head to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee and start your day, at the little table you had in your little kitchen sat beetlejuice, across from him was a hot and ready cup of coffee

"Morning" the ghoul said plainly, giving you an awkward smile, hints of purple popping up in his hair

"Morning" you respond softly sitting down across from the demon and accepting his 'peace offering'

The two of you sat in silence for what felt like an eternity before beetlejuice breaks it

"So about the other night-" he starts, averting your gaze and rubbing the back of his neck.

"Its fine, you werent yourself, you warned me, and I forgot"

The ghoul stares back at you, bug eyed and dumbfounded, was it really gonna be this easy?

"I guess you're back to yourself huh?" You try to make a positive note to this awkward situation

"Uh yeah, just kinda horny, not full on horny" he chuckles rubbing the back of his neck.

This was gonna be an awkward bump to get over.

#beetlejuice x reader #muscial beetlejuice x reader #nsft

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