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vegitoswife · 8 days

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So I have a Vegito x Reader collection on my quotev account. This part has lived as a half written draft for the last 2ish years; I decided to just resume it and complete it without re-writing what I already established. Choosing to post it here too because why not. I will state my style of doing X Readers isn't really like this anymore (I prefer not giving the Reader character written dialogue and I don't do the "Y/N" thing - though Y/N doesn't appear in this part's text).

Feeling physically terrible was never a fun experience.

You started feeling under the weather yesterday, after you and Vegito returned home from an outing. He took you to an old lake on Mount Paozu that the Son family had used plenty of times for swimming throughout the years, after convincing you that it would be a fun, relaxing time for you both.

You weren’t too sure about the relaxing part, especially after he picked you up and playfully tossed you into the lake. He did hop in right after you, laughing at your irritated expression. It was fun though; the lake was clear and clean enough to where you could easily see for some meters underwater. You and Vegito stayed out there well into the evening, before he got hungry and you both had to piece together dinner plans. Sitting down to eat at the kitchen table a while later, you noticed the discontentment within your stomach. It curbed your appetite a great deal, making you only eat a couple of bites off your plate until you pushed it to the side.

Vegito questioned you, but after you said you weren’t feeling that hungry, he let it go and happily ate your share as well.

You did wake up in the middle of the night, nestled against Vegito’s back, feeling awful. You felt hot, clammy, you had a headache, and your stomach was hurting. You tried to go back to sleep, see if your sudden illness was temporary, but it had only gotten worse when you awakened again around dawn.

Vegito was just getting up himself, preparing to go out for his daily training, but the Saiyan did pause and turn to face you. Underneath the bangs of his messy bedhead, his brow was furrowed, and you could hear him sniffing the air.

“Hon? Are you sick?”

“…I feel sick.”

Your voice was a hoarse croak, and the small amount of energy you burned to respond was apparently more than your body could spare at the moment. Weakness flowed through you, causing you to sink deeper into your pillow. Vegito’s tail flicked behind him as he frowned, and silently stepped around the bed to stand by your side. He laid a hand on your forehead, and waited a few seconds.

“You definitely have a fever.” His frown grew. “What else is bothering you?”

“H-Headache. Stomach hurts too.” Speaking more only made you feel more exhausted. Vegito likely sensed this, since he pulled his hand away with an expression you’ve rarely seen on him.

Concern.

“Do you…need anything?”

You frankly would like to get knocked unconscious, but you knew you couldn’t make a request like that to Vegito. If it wasn’t during sparring – or what sparring you could do with him and the level he’s on – he would never attack you like that.

“Water’d be fine.” You shuddered, experiencing chills. It was almost surreal, feeling searingly hot and freezing cold at the same time.

“…Don’t worry about me. Go train.”

You really didn’t want to get in the way, knowing how important fine-tuning his fighting prowess and exercising his body was to him. Vegito’s lips twisted as he stared down at you with uncertainty, but he didn’t object.

“Alright. I’ll grab you a water bottle.”

You curled into a ball while Vegito went into the kitchen and returned with a bottle, putting it on the nightstand next to you. He resumed his morning routine, fixing himself up in the bathroom and getting dressed in his usual training attire of a plain t-shirt and athletic shorts. Some minutes later, he briefly returned to your side. With the lovely shape and form of his muscled legs so close to you, you would have definitely taken time to admire them like you tended to do, but the fatigue was too overwhelming.

“I’ll be back soon, ok?”

The outline of your head underneath the large comforter moved as you nodded, burying your face into your pillow and listening as Vegito left your shared room and the house altogether. Silence stretched on, and within the next 15 minutes, you found yourself missing him already.

You weren’t the clingy type, but you had a habit of unconsciously seeking the Saiyan’s company out whenever you were feeling unwell in some way. Ever since the two of you first formed a friendship, you swiftly found comfort in his presence, especially after things turned romantic later down the line. Somehow. You had developed a crush on him before too long, but Vegito didn’t quite make his own feelings on you clear until he had a slip of the tongue one day. His resulting blush and flustered state was adorable, but with your gentle coaxing, you helped him express his own feelings. For you.

That was how the more sentimental aspects of your dynamic went. Vegito wasn’t an expert or anything at saying exactly what you needed to hear, and it usually took some prompting from you for he to nestle you into his side or in his arms, but you honestly preferred it being like that. It made the times when he expressed his genuine love for you in his own way more sweet.

Thinking about your boyfriend did help to distract you from your current misery, but it only did so much. You did take a moment to sit up and sip water from the bottle Vegito left you, though it caused the sick feeling in your stomach to grow stronger. You could bear it and hope it didn’t intensify into full-blown nausea; you really didn’t need dehydration to get stacked onto all the other symptoms. A visit to the hospital would become necessary then, and that would be a total nightmare.

Minutes turned to hours, as the sun rose to brighten the room. You laid in bed meanwhile, constantly falling in and out of slumber. Your condition didn’t get any better, but at least it didn’t seem to be worsening. Your frustration steadily strengthened regardless, with you lying on your back and staring up at the ceiling with a deep frown.

Pondering the possibilities as to how you gotten ill, your memories of the previous day surged forth, and you figured there must have been some kind of harmful bacteria in the lake that your body failed to repel. You didn’t wonder why Vegito also didn’t get sick, as he’s told you in the past that Saiyans were incredibly resilient and virtually immune to various illnesses common on Earth. Pureblooded Saiyans hardly became sick, as through millennia of evolution, their genes were set up in a way for them to be able to fight at their greatest in almost any circumstance.

You were frankly envious of that.

It was around noon when you sensed a displacement of the air in your room. You removed the pillow from your face to see Vegito suddenly standing in front of the bed with two fingers pressed against his forehead, a sign he had used Instant Transmission.

“I’m back.” The softened edge of his voice was comforting. Your fingers involuntarily twitched at him, deep down you craved his company, but you felt so weak still.

“Feeling any better?” He walked up to rest his hand on your forehead again.

“N-No...not...really...”

“Hm.” His brow furrowed. “Your ki hasn’t gotten much weaker. I guess this is something that’ll pass on its own eventually.”

It was a relief to know this illness wasn’t killing you, at least. Vegito removed his hand.

“I remember you didn’t have much for dinner last night. You should eat something.”

So, he did actually take note of that – despite his joviality at having more tasty food to eat. He always surprised you by how much attention he actually gave you.

“Eh...” The thought of eating made your nausea spike. Your throat clenched. “I don't know if...that’s wise.”

“Malnourishment will only make you feel worse though.” His tail flicked behind him, a hint at the unease he was suppressing on the surface. You still weren’t convinced, and your weariness delayed whatever response you would’ve said. Vegito reached down to gently grab one of your hands with his own.

“Try? For me?”

How could you turn his suggestion down now? You’d do anything for him.

“...Ok. Could...” You cringed from a more aggressive throb of your headache. “Could you...heat up some soup broth or something? We should have some cans. And, I could...use some ibuprofen. This headache is the worst...”

Soup broth would be easier on your stomach than something heartier, and ibuprofen would help with your headache and fever. Vegito nodded, and exited the bedroom. He returned momentarily to give you a container of the requested drug. He left once more, as you took the recommended dosage and swallowed small amounts of water with it.

You heard distant rummaging in the kitchen, cabinets and drawers being opened, utensils clinking. After a while, a rather tantalizing aroma wafted into the room. It heralded Vegito’s re-entry, toting a bowl emitting steam. You weren’t paying much attention, sitting up and reaching out with half-lidded, bleary eyes at he offering the bowl to you.

The sudden, sharp pain in your fingers from how hot it was made you instantly react, ripping your hands away with a yelp. Vegito blinked in confusion, before recognition widened his eyes.

“Uh- my bad! Hold on...” He hustled out of the bedroom with a reddened face. Your shock went away, replaced with amusement at how your boyfriend tried to unintentionally burn you. Vegito could hold scorching hot things with his bare hands no problem, hell the ki attacks he created were as hot as that and even greater, but you were not built the same way. It was cute how he sometimes forgot that.

He came back with protective pot holders. You fully took the bowl this time, thanking him with a small smile and giggle at his sheepish look. Vegito again reminding you how much of a silly goober he could be, despite his serious capabilities as a warrior, provided levity you appreciated. You picked up the handle of the spoon he also provided, blowing on the broth before putting some in your mouth. The flavors were very tasty; whatever he picked was a good choice.

“You ok for now? I should go bathe.” Vegito’s head tilted. Remembering he did train for hours, you nodded. He grabbed a fresh pair of boxers from a dresser and promptly slipped into your shared bathroom, leaving the door ajar. The subsequent sound of the shower turning on, and water splashing served as background noise for the next 10 minutes as you continued eating. The broth really was a good decision on your part; your stomach wasn’t throwing a fit and you were getting some kind of nutrition.

When finished, you put the empty bowl on the nightstand with the pot holders and lied back down. The anti-inflammatory drug had kicked in and your suppressed hunger was quelled somewhat, leaving you feeling more relaxed than before. You were still exhausted, but you resisted the call of sleep until Vegito exited the bathroom. He was clothed in just the pair of boxers he grabbed before. Even with your delirium, you still took the time to admire his appearance.

Like he loved to brag about, his body surely was in peak physical condition. He must’ve washed his hair and his tail fur as well, both looked much more fluffy.

“How was the broth?” He questioned, while he went to grab his deodorant off of the dresser to apply.

“Good.” You cleared your throat.

“You need anything else?”

“No.” The warmth within you spiked, but it was of a far more pleasant vibe. Now was the perfect time to ask, and you went for it.

“Can you...lay down, with me...?”

“Heh. I was planning on it.” His smile was genuine, sending butterflies swarming through your gut.

Vegito went over to slip into his side of the bed. You immediately huddled closer to your Saiyan, resting your head on his shoulder as he pulled you in further with the arm pressed against your back. You were content to virtually cling to his chiseled torso like a koala, using your free arm. You’ve been wanting this all day so far, and now that you’ve gotten it, you felt calm enough to let fatigue dull your senses.

Last your consciousness registered before you drifted off was a pair of lips pressing against your temple, and something soft snaking itself around your lower legs.

#( im finding quotev more enjoyable to use as a fic site because )#( it feels like my stuff is actually discoverable there; and i refuse to use ao3 again )#( i still have that guardian angel!gogeta x reader story on the brain )#( whenever i write up the first ch of it; i'll publish it on quotev )#( MIGHT publish it here too. depends on if i determine this blog gets enough attention to deserve it )#dragon ball x reader #vegito x reader #x reader fic #x reader fanfiction #my writings

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vegitoswife-archive · 1 year

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X Fem!Reader || Vegito Relationship Headcs (Part 2)

A/N: The apparently long-awaited 2nd part to this (edit: fixed link), that I made September 2021. Still can't believe this won the poll, sheesh.

In the future there will probably be a part 3 and a (nsfw) part 4 to this; with part 4 being the final addition. Those plans could change though, so I guess everyone will have to stay tuned!

TAGLIST: @enayru / @carnal-lnstinct / @yeowangies

—At first, your relationship with Vegito didn’t change that much on the surface. Your sense of friendship was still strong, but there was an added layer of intimacy on top of it that made even simple actions feel different.

—Vegito himself wasn’t more touchy-feely, at least right away. You eventually taking initiative and giving him kisses or tight hugs is what spurred him to try being more direct himself. You were delighted when he placed his lips gently to your cheek for the first time, and found it very endearing that his blush made him as red as an apple.

—Kissing, caressing, cuddling…it was all so new to him. The proud warrior had little prior experience, or absolutely none at all if you don’t count Goku and Vegeta’s previous relationships, but part of him felt driven to be active with returning your affections. He didn’t want you to think he didn’t appreciate it, or you. He just had to get more used to it all, with time.

—One thing that was easy for him to do, but still carried significant meaning, was he wrapping his furry and oh-so soft tail around various parts of your body – usually your waist or arms. Having learned some time ago that this small act was a message of a Saiyan’s deep care, if not love, towards the recipient made your heart flutter like it was trying to fly from your chest.

—Another way Vegito expressed his affection for you in an indirect, non-conventional way was wanting to train with you. Granted, you weren’t a ridiculously strong fighter like him (A/N: in this story set of headcanons at least sssh), so the “training” was more so like merely exercising with him. He was like a coach, giving you pointers on how to improve your stamina among other things. He also helped you do various stretches to work your muscles, and taught you the basics of self-defense. Something you quickly developed a liking to was sitting or lying on his back while he did push-ups.

—His Super Saiyan transformations fascinated you. It was like he could dye his hair in seconds, and revert it back whenever he wanted to! Humor aside, there was something very charming about the change; especially with his eyes taking on a beautiful turquoise color. You loved how he looked in his base form, but while Super Saiyan…he was still very handsome.

—The two of you had spoken about ki previously, but during these quality time sessions, you learned more about the concept. After putting in a lot of effort over the course of some weeks, you managed to learn ki sensing, and even managed to channel your energy into a ki ball! It was extremely tiny mind you, the size of a golf ball maybe, but you were so proud of yourself! Vegito was too. He even gave you a sweet little kiss too as a congratulations.

—The next step was teaching you how to fly, and in about a month’s time, you raised yourself off the ground for the first time. You had seen Vegito fly plenty of times before, but finally doing it yourself was a mind-boggling experience. You weren’t at soaring level yet, but there was something about floating in the air and holding hands with your boyfriend that was magical.

—Your first glimpse into how fantastically bizarre Vegito’s life was happened on a normal day. You were out on a pleasant afternoon stroll with him, when he suddenly stopped and looked skyward, appearing surprised. He didn’t respond to your puzzled inquiry right away, but after the stretch of silence, he gave you an apologetic smile and stated he got contacted telepathically by an old associate just then. It took a couple of minutes to explain, but you got the gist that said old associate was a literal god out in heaven. And said god needed his help with putting a stop to a threat that would eventually threaten multiple planets. Neat, was all your flabbergasted mind could think as Vegito assured you he’d be back soon before vanishing with Instant Transmission.

—You got quite the entertaining story later on when he returned, and it functioned as a gateway into you learning about many of the fights he and the two people who created him had over the years. You thought there was nothing about Vegito that could stun you at this point, but once again, you were proven wrong. It was utterly ridiculous that entities so powerful that they could sneeze to blow up a planet existed out in the cosmos, but you already were far too down the “my boyfriend himself is an alien who can fly” hole that you just accepted it.

—Whenever the topic of Goku or Vegeta (or both) came up, you always noticed Vegito became more…shy. Self-conscious. He wouldn’t reveal why, but you suspected it had something to do with how he perceived his own identity. You didn’t want to force him to do anything that made him uncomfortable, so while you never questioned him, you were careful to not make comparisons between Vegito and them. That was unfair to him, since he wasn’t them, even if he was their fusion. Vegito is his own person and deserves to be given that respect, just like anyone else.

#x reader #vegito x reader #dragon ball x reader #reader insert #my writing #headcs #vegito relationship headcs

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kurrylove · 7 days

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Hi!! Introduction <3

So my name is Alex but on here and other platforms I would like to go by Kurry or KurryLove. I really love My Hero Academia and have known/been/seen the fandom since 2018 (so I was really young). I was a Gacha content creator at the time 💀 These days however, I love making fanfiction. I use AO3, so if you’d like, you can subscribe to it right now! It’s “KurryLove”. Here are my list of MHA ships + additional ships that I likely will write about:

•Bakudeku/Dekubaku (I don’t really like smut but usually I’m more of a Bakugou-centric individual)

•Todobaku

Additional ships outside of MHA:

•Vegekaka/Kakavege (again I don’t write smut—unless) (Dragon Ball)

•Gogito/Vegito x Gogeta (Dragon Ball)

•Toya x Akito/Akitoya (Project Sekai Colorful Stage)

Here are the things I usually write about with these ships:

•Unrequited Love or Not Actually Unrequited Love

•Miscommunication

•Angst

•Hurt no Comfort

•Hurt/Comfort

•Fluff

•Hanahaki

•Manga Spoilers usually

•Death

•Depression or any negative mental health issues usually projected on a character

•Self worth or self esteem issues projected onto a character

•Usually OOC (Out of Character)

•Canon Divergence

#ao3 #bakudeku #boku no hero academia #fanfic #dekubaku #todobaku #new writers on tumblr #ao3 writer #vegekaka #dragon ball #gay fanfiction #akitoya #introductory post #introduction #introducing myself

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bluujaee · 5 months

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heyyy js read a Goku x reader fanfic I rlly enjoyed it so much 😊!

Just a request, can you write a vegito x fem! reader smut fanfic where the reader comes home being depressed, and Vegito does something to cheer y/n up?

thxx and have a great week! ✨

Hi, this is sounds like a great idea. It may take some time but I’ll be right on it !

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supergito · 1 year

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Fusion Revived - CH 4 (Flight)

➤ This story is actually complete (finished Sep 2021) over on my Ao3 already; I'm just publishing it here on tumblr too for archival purposes. I hope any and all curious readers enjoy if they haven't checked it out yet!

SUMMARY: Majin Buu has been destroyed, and the Earth has known peace for close to a year now. Life hasn't been too peaceful for the person responsible for saving the world and the entire universe however, but when an ordinary woman meets him one day, things start to change.

RATING: Teen and Up. PAIRING(S): Vegito x OC/Reader, alluded Gochi, alluded Vegebul CONTENT: Canon Divergence, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Family Drama CW(s) THIS CHAPTER: None.

She still didn’t understand what was going on, but she couldn’t find it without herself to complain.

Now that Vegito knew where she lived, he visited surprisingly often. It wasn’t every day, and he didn’t hang around for too long, but she could expect to see him at least once or twice a week. He didn’t do much other than raid her kitchen and nap on her couch, but the fact that he kept coming back was…touching. In a way that made her squirm.

When the opportunity came, she did make sure to ask how he got into her house. His answer was one that interested her greatly, not only as to how it was accomplished, but how he was capable of it in the first place.

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“Instant…what?”

“Instant Transmission.”

He spoke through the mash of chewed up pork dumplings puffing his cheeks out. They were sitting down and eating take out that she got from the city, considering how empty her pantry and fridge were. Her wallet was going to soon follow suit, because Vegito ate far more than what the average human was capable of. Their first meeting in the orchard should’ve told her that.

She didn’t have to feed him anything, and she was tempted to ban him from her kitchen, but once he gave her those puppy-dog eyes of his…she was powerless.

“How’s that work?” She watched him shovel chow mein into his mouth with his chopsticks, and gawked when he swallowed it without evidently chewing.

“It’s a technique where you can teleport to a ki signature or close to it. It’s the best way to travel.”

“…So, you locked onto my ki and teleported to me?”

“Exactly.” He reached over to grab another container of food. “There’s no need to go through any doors or the like when you can bypass them all instantly.”

She probably didn’t need to tell him that just warping into her house unannounced was rude and a bit creepy, but even if she did, he wouldn’t have cared. There’s no way to prevent him from sensing her ki anyway…right?

“That reminds me. How do you sense ki?”

“Explaining that is difficult.” He glanced at her. “It’s something that just comes naturally to you. Words can’t do it much justice.”

“So, there’s no way to learn it then?”

“Hm?” He fully faced her, smiling with that innocent look she remembered from their conversation on the hilltop before.

“Do you want to learn?”

“…Kind of. I’m just, curious.” She averted her eyes, looking down at her food.

“I think, the best way to get a feel of sensing ki is to learn how to fly, since you manipulate ki for that. So? Will you accept my flying lesson offer?”

A pang of nervousness clamped her jaw shut, and she poked a spring roll in her container.

“What, are you scared of heights? Is that why you’re hesitant?” He snickered, and embarrassment spread throughout her body in a wave of heat.

“It’s not that. It’s just…the danger of it. What if I fall?”

“I’ll catch you.”

“That so?”

“Yes.” He was incredulous. “Do you think I would just let you fall?”

She didn’t comment. Vegito let it go, and went on.

“C’mon, you can’t tell me you’ve NEVER thought about what it would be like to fly. I heard that’s a common daydream people share.”

“Well…” She recalled a memory she had, back when she was young.

“I have wondered…what it would be like to float in the sky and watch the sun rise. What it would look like.”

She admitted with a clear display of bashfulness. She’s never told anyone this before, and she struggled to think of a reason why telling Vegito came so easily.

“Hmph. That’s all?”

Her usual expression of irritation was back, and she scowled while the man gave a toothy grin. To her disbelief, his face softened, and the prior teasing air faded.

“Just let me know whenever you feel up to trying it. I have plenty of free time these days.”

That statement made her look sideways at him, but any read she could’ve made on him was blocked by how he resumed eating. Shortly after, he let out a pleased sigh and put the last styrofoam container down on the table. The dozen or so sat in stacks across it. She still hasn’t finished her first and only portion.

“That was a nice snack! Thanks for the grub ____.” He pat his stomach in satisfaction.

If a dozen containers of food was a ‘snack’ to him, she feared what a feast would be. She already knew she would have to be the one to get rid of all this trash, but by seeing how happy he was, she didn’t have the heart to be annoyed by that.

Vegito had his moments of charm, in spite of however insufferable he could be.

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What he told her about Instant Transmission clung to her thoughts when she laid down for bed one night. She failed to ask just how and where he learned that technique, as it certainly didn’t sound like a lesson you could get from any average martial arts teacher. If it even was related to martial arts at all.

During her ponderings, staring up at her bedroom’s ceiling, she became aware that she had no idea what kind of fighter Vegito was. He had the physique for serious combat, but she could only imagine what he was like in it. Maybe she could try asking him, and hopefully not have to deal with he wanting to fight her as a demonstration. She’d rather not end up in the hospital.

Eventually, she dozed off. As the night passed, her slumber was dreamless and peaceful. When the time arrived, she’d be awakened by her alarm clock in the morning, and would follow her normal routine to get ready for work…

…But she would find herself being awakened early, with the sky still dark but being slowly illuminated. Something was shaking her shoulder, with a firmness that stirred her from unconsciousness immediately.

“Morning!”

“W-Wha…” Her vision was blurry, and she had to take a second to rub her eyes to clear it. When she registered that there was a person standing next to her bed, she sat up with a start.

“What the- What are you doing here?!”

“Geez. I guess you aren’t a morning person.” She could make out his silhouette. Vegito had his hands on his hips, and his cheekiness made her teeth grind. Having a quick look at her alarm clock, she saw it was just past 5am.

“Why are you in my room?” She instinctively brought up her blanket in an attempt to cover herself, although she was wearing a long nightgown underneath it. No one has ever been inside her bedroom, let alone a man, and especially not at first light.

Damn Instant Transmission.

“I recalled you said something about wanting to see what sunrise was like in the sky, and now I think is a good time to do so.”

“…Huh? Wh-Why?”

“Why not?” He shot back, and leaned in. She shied away, pressing herself into her pillows.

“I’ll carry you.”

“…Right now?”

“Yes, right now. Come on, before the sky brightens too much.”

What was this guy’s deal? Maybe she would be flattered that he remembered what she told him, if he didn’t just show up unannounced and uninvited in her bedroom while she was sleeping. But he seemed serious about this, and she knew him well enough to understand it wasn’t easy to change his mind once it’s made up.

“… … …Fine. Let me change clothes-”

She was cut off by he grasping her blanket and tugging it off of her.

“What you’re wearing now is fine.”

“You-”

Her furious shout wasn’t wholly voiced, as Vegito reached down. He plucked her up with no effort whatsoever, and held her in his arms. Her head came to rest against his collarbone, virtually tucked underneath his chin. That, paired with how incredibly warm his body was, had whatever protests she could’ve spoken silenced.

Wordlessly, he walked over to her door and switched to hold her with only one arm so he could open it. It was like she weighed nothing to him, nothing at all. His degree of strength and the vast well it must have been was beginning to dawn on her.

Her cheek was pressed against him as he opened her front door, and the rush of cold air involuntarily made her nestle more into him. Through the thin fabric of her gown, and his own clothing, she could feel the curves and grooves of his muscles. She could feel his heart beating at a fast rate, funnily enough. She knew her heart was doing the same. She wondered if he was feeling as flustered as she was. If so, he was doing very well at hiding it.

The sky was losing its dark colors as time went on. Vegito stopped walking after moving a certain distance away from her house, and she tried to level her breathing.

When she noticed that everything around them was moving down however, she choked. The ground was getting smaller.

Alarmed, her arms flew on their own accord to wrap around Vegito’s neck. His snigger was a soft rumble in her ears, and she wished she was not only back on the ground, but miles under the surface.

“D-Don’t drop me please…”

Her plea had the force of a mouse’s squeak.

“Don’t worry ____. Why don’t you take a look forward?”

Her face was nearly buried into his chest, but hearing his request, uncertainty kept her still. Vegito said previously that he wouldn’t let her fall; that counted for this too right? He wouldn’t just drop her for the hell of it? Regardless, there wasn’t anything she could do about it now. She was at his mercy, so she figured she should enjoy this before things potentially went south.

When she perceived the height they were at, she did her best to not look down and instead did what Vegito asked. In front of them, the horizon stretched across in a slight curve. She could see for miles around them; the green of the countryline was dotted with different colored plant life. Further to their right, she could see the skyline of West City, and the mountains that encircled it.

What was most breathtaking, was the sun. The halo around it was a strong orange that cut through the dark blue of twilight. As it peeked over the horizon as a sheer white disk, its rays provided a range of brilliance that she couldn’t stare at for too long. But it was beautiful regardless.

Naturally, it was very cold at their current altitude, even more so to her as she was clothed only in a mere nightgown. When a gust of wind blew, she started shivering again, quivering against her companion. She could feel his muscles tighten in response, and discerned a faint glow materialize around his form. It was pale in color and danced in the appearance of translucent fire, covering her in a gentle kind of heat. What it was exactly, it escaped her, but she didn’t feel pressed enough to disturb the tranquil atmosphere by questioning it.

But, she was grateful that he did whatever he did. He cared about her…a tiny bit, she could see.

Temporarily unaffected by the cold now, and having grown comfortable in Vegito’s hold, there was a veil being placed over her mind. Drowsiness was returning, thanks in part to her premature awakening, and her eyelids were like miniature weights. She ever so slowly became limp, and could feel herself teetering on the edge of sleep.

…The peace was shattered when her body was tilted forward. Her eyelids flew back open, but then shut with the tightness of a clam’s shell when the chilling wind battered her skin mercilessly. She was going to demand just what was going on, but when she felt herself being spun around, all she could do was scream.

Beyond that, she could hear unrestrained, giddy laughter.

It was when she thought the contents of her stomach would be ejected, that the chaos ended. Upon recognizing that she was on the ground, on her knees with the grass in between her fingers, she breathed a sigh of relief that was mixed with nausea.

“W-What…what….”

“-Was that for?” Vegito finished for her, his mirth a total contrast to how she was feeling. “I saw you were falling asleep on me, so I wanted to wake you up real quick!”

And he couldn’t have done that by…calling her name, or jostling her, or something like a normal person? No, silly her. He wasn’t a normal person. Not at all. She knew this, but time and time again, it was proven to her as if she still didn’t completely understand. Honestly, she didn’t.

She only knew Vegito on the surface level. There was far more to him than he let on, but there has yet been an opportunity for she to slip past that wall he kept up.

Did she even want to get past it? She wasn’t sure what she would discover.

“…Hmph...”

She grunted, numb due to the inertia changes that ransacked her just a minute before. That was the only reason why she wasn’t a snarling, furious mess at the moment.

Finally tilting her head to the side to look at him, she saw that he was sitting right next to her. His smile matched the sun in vibrancy, as did the light in his eyes, despite how dark his irises were. A fast movement was captured in her peripheral vision.

A brown tail was extended behind the man, swaying side to side.

“You have a tail?”

“You just noticed?” His head tilted, a motion she found endearing.

“I thought it was a belt.”

“Heh. I’ve heard that one before.” He remarked. The furry appendage continued to sway, but as she kept watching it, it started to twitch in a more agitated fashion before partially hiding behind Vegito’s back.

“Does it bother you?”

The question was unanticipated, and she drew a blank before her brain readjusted itself. In all sincerity, she was staring at it because she was pressed by the urge to pet it. It looked fluffy.

“No.” She wouldn’t admit that, not now anyway. When her gaze met his again his previous calm demeanor was gone, replaced by a rigid stare and frown. What was the cause of it, she guessed it had something to do with the tail, but her next words dissolved his sudden guard.

“It’s just another new thing I learned about you.”

His frown lessened, until his mouth was a straight line. Then, the corners of it curved upwards, and his eyebrows slacked. That feather-soft bearing was back.

In this moment, though she wasn’t entirely aware of it, she formed a similar countenance. Save for the wind, and the distant birdsong, it was blissfully quiet. She wasn’t a mind reader, so who knew what he was thinking right now, but for her…she realized something that made the pace of her heartbeat spike.

Was…Vegito always this handsome?

The answer was elusive, but the revelation sat on her shoulders with the pressure of lead. His bangs repeatedly fluttered against his forehead from a breeze, but he showed no signs of it bothering him, having his attention focused solely on her. Distinguishing the emotion he regarded her with was an impossible task, and it made her fidget, tackled by feelings of nervousness and…delight all at once.

She wanted to press a hand against his cheek and get him to stop looking at her like that, but on the other hand, part of her wished he would never stop.

Sadly, he did. Their pleasant stare down was done when there was something that sparked in his eyes, and it wasn’t warmth.

The next second, he was standing, turned away from her.

“I need to go.”

He spoke in a monotone, that cut though her with the sharpness of chipped ice. One of his hands went up to his forehead, and there was a pause. Onyx spheres flicked to her.

“Sorry.”

The apology was said more softly. There was an intangible disturbance that shifted the air, and he vanished in a blur.

She being alone didn’t set in until a gale raced by, billowing her nightgown and chilling her down to her bones. Having lost all of the good feelings she was experiencing, the woman shakily stood up, hugging herself as confusion and a degree of hurt plagued her.

Did she do something wrong? Maybe she would never find out. She had no inkling as to where he went, and judging by how his attitude did a 180, if she would even see him again anytime soon.

Or, ever again.

The only thing to do now was to go back home, so she could get ready for work. What a morning this ended up being.

#story: fusion revived #selfshipping #x fem reader #canon x reader #canon x oc #fanfics #fanfiction #dragon ball fanfiction

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female-zamasu · 1 year

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Hello there! You can call me Annie!! I'm 15, black, Bisexual, I also go by she/her

As you can tell I main Zamasu. But being the thirsty simp I am, I stan: Kefla, BAEIGHTEEN *AHEM*, Android 18 , Trunks and Gogeta and Vegito. Sometimes I'd write Headcanons of these characters in my own personal AU (mostly) I also create Headers, Story covers or do random story ideas. So I shall be doing that as well. Let me be honest with you, I don't mind shipping characters together: let it be canon or fanon. Ship to your hearts content..... ......It depends on WHOM is being shipped though 🙂🙂🙂🙂 So no. ''Child x Adult'' That's disgusting Fanart, videos ect. anything posted here gets credited to it's creator (this means: if the content doesn't belong to you.) That's all from me, thanking you for checking this account out!! Hopefully you are here to stay!!!

#anime #dragonball fighterZ

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vegeta-bananabluish · 4 months

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Choose Your Adventure: Wedding Night Edition! – A Reader-Insert collaboration by the authors @Bananabluish, Stardust HB, @yeowangies & @raditzxsthighband Chapter 4: King Vegeta × Reader (Link)

Summary: Facing the man who had just become your husband, anticipation crackled in the air as his strong fingers sought the delicate edges of the veil. With deliberate precision, he slowly lifted the fabric, drawing out suspense before revealing your face. As he leaned in for the kiss, you caught a clear sight of his handsome face for the first time today.

It's your husband, Raditz/Vegeta/Broly/Vegito/Goku/Kakarot/King Vegeta

#vegeta x reader #king vegeta x reader #raditz x reader #goku x reader #goku x you #broly x reader #vegito x reader #db smut #choose your adventure #yeowangies #raditzxsthighband #kakarot x reader

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sweetlovingfictionals · 2 years

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Greetings! My name Is Mika! I go by he / they / them, 24, Demiboy, and I have a LOT of F/O's I genuinely love. Please minors DNI. Please read rules and maybe about page before interacting! I don't have a carrd as I have no idea how to make one, but, regardless all my F/O's can be found here! Stars beside the names are my Primary F/O's! Ship name's are also besides the F/O'S!

My A03: MonstrousEndings

ROMANTIC:

Free / Louis (Beastars)⭐ We Can Never Look Back (Louis x Free x Jeremiah) (Engaged)

Sage (Goodbye Volcano High) Sweet Little Nerds (Mika x Sage) (Boyfriend)⭐️

Reed (Snoot Game) Down With The Scaleness (Mika x Reed) (Friends with Benefits) ⭐️

Rosa (Snoot Game) Giving Life Like Flowers (Mika x Rosa) (Girlfriend)

Jasper (Family Guy) Through the Veil (Mika x Jasper) (Boyfriend)

Rocko Rama (Rocko's Modern Life) Awkward Bunch (Rocko x Mika) (Boyfriend)

Monty Gator (FNAF: SB) ⭐Rockin' Hearts Like The 80's (Monty x Mika) (Boyfriend)

Freddy Fazbear (FNAF) (AI ! AU) You Brought Me To Life (Freddy x Mika) (Boyfriend)

Glitchtrap (FNAF: HW) Chasing Dragons (Glitchtrap x Mika) (Engaged)

Toy Bonnie (FNAF 2) Little Perfectionists (Toy Bonnie x Mika) (Boyfriend)

Bossk (Star Wars) Scaled Chasers (Bossk x Me'kha) (Rival Lovers)

General Grevious / Obi-Wan-Kenobi (Star Wars)⭐ Stars Divine (Grevious x Me'kha x Kenobi) (Married)

Sebulba (Star Wars) (Me’kha x Sebulba) Racing to The Finish (Rival Lovers)

Jabba the Hutt ((Star Wars) Mine and Only Mine (Jabba x Me’kha) (problematic)

Ratchet (Ratchet and Clank) We'll Chase The Stars (Ratchet x Jeremiah) (Boyfriend)

Wolf 'O Donnel / James Mccloud (Star Fox)⭐ Captivating The Enemy (Wolf x James x Jeremiah) (Married)

Reptile / Baraka (Mortal Kombat)⭐ Striking From the Shadows (Baraka x Mika x Reptile) (Married)

Shao Kahn (Mortal Kombat) (Problematic) Promised Eternal Life (Shao Kahn x Mika) (Engaged)

Anubis Kruger (Power Rangers SPD) We’ll Light The Fires Of Hope (Married)

Donatello / Leonardo (TMNT) (T!Cest warning) ⭐ Three Lovers In a Half Shell (Leonardo x Mika x Donatello) (Boyfriends)

Set (Smite) Covered The Sands (Set x Mika) (Married)

Ganesha (Smite) Luck Didn't Count This One (Ganesha x Mika) (Boyfriend)

Rocket Raccoon (Marvel)⭐ Two Tragic Subjects (Rocket x Mika) (Boyfriend)

Venom (Marvel)⭐ Webbed Desire (Venom x Mika) (Engaged)

Red Hood (DCU) To Live Our Lives Fully (Jason x Mika) (Rival Lovers)

Kurapika (HxH) Bleeding Scarlet (Kurapika x Mika) (Engaged)

Cooler (DBZ) (Problematic) Conquer Me (Cooler x Mika) (Secretly Lovers)

Perma!Fuse Vegito / SSJ4 Gogeta (DBZ)⭐ Cocky Lover...s? (Vegito x Mika) (Married)

Cell (First Form) (DBZ) (Problematic) Hating Your Perfection Idea (Cell x Mika) (Toxic Lovers)

Dyspo (DBS) (Crush) Speed Dancing (Dyspo x Mika) (Boyfriend)

Goku Black (DBS)⭐ Pink Divinity (Goku Black x Mika) (Engaged)

Broly (DBZ) Comfort the Rage (Broly x Mika) (Boyfriend)

Champa / Beerus (DBS) Two Halves of a Whole (Beerus x Mika x Champa) (Rival Lovers)

Denki Kamanari / Tokoyami Fumikage (MHA)⭐ Electrified Shadows (Denki x Mika x Tokoyami) (Boyfriends and Teammates)

Tony Tony Chopper (One Piece) Apart Of The Ship and Crew (Chopper x Mika) (Boyfriend)

Tails (Sonic) We Don’t Got Much to Lose (Tails x Mika) (Boyfriend)

Asriel Dremurr (Undertale, GoHD AU) Tragic Love (Asriel x Mika) (Secretly Lovers)⭐️

Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel) Dancing Hearts (Angel Dust x Mika) (Secretly Lovers and Co-Workers)

Valentino (Hazbin Hotel) (Problematic) Belonging To You (Valentino x Mika) (Boss and Possessive Lover)

Collin (Helluva Boss) (Angelic Desires) (Collin x Mika) ⭐️

Modo (Biker Mice From Mars) Trust This Process (Modo x Mika) (Boyfriend)

Tadano (Aggretsuko) Going The Long away (Tadano x Jeremiah) (Boyfriend)

Scar (Zootopia!AU) (The Lion King) King Of My Heart (Scar x Mika) (Engaged)

Simba (The Lion King) Before The End (Simba x Mika) (Dating / Boyfriend)

Stitch (Lilo and Stitch) Oddly Romance (Stitch x Mika) (Boyfriend / Teammates)

Rono (Anthro!AU, Bambi) (Adult version OFC)⭐Once Envious Love (Ronno x Mika) (Secret Boyfriends)

Death (Puss in Boots: The Last Wish) Parlay With Death (Death x Mika) (Married)

SkekSo (The Dark Crystal) (Problematic) My Ocean Encrusted Jewel (Skekso x Mika) (Secretly Married)

King Sombra (MLP; FiM) (Problematic)⭐ Sweet Little Pet (King Sombra x Hydro Dancer) (Pet / Master)

Butterscotch (MLP; FiM) (Shy Hearts) (Butterscotch x Hydro Dancer) (Dating)

Big Macintosh (MLP; FiM) Apples to Apples (Big Mac x Hydro Dancer) (Crush)

Zak (Dragontales) Strange Little Crushes (Zak x Mika) (Crush)

Deathslinger (Dead by Daylight) Whisky n' Bourbon (Caleb x Mika) (Testing the Waters)

The Oni (Dead by Daylight) Enraged and Sweet (Kazuma x Mika) (Boyfriend)

Albert Wesker (Resident Evil) ⭐ Captain My Ex-Captain (Wesker x Mika) (Crush)

Sleeps-With-Scales (Argonian) / Jupuyil (Argonian) (Elder Scrolls) (OC’s) Slumbering With The Hist (Sleeps x Meeka x Jupuyil) (Happily Married)

Razum-dar (ESO) Covert Secrecy (Razum-Dar x Meeka) (Secret Lovers)

Rh’eyata (Yautja) / Ssyide (Sangeheili) (Halo) (OC’s) Warrior Allegiance (Rh'eyata x Mika x Ssyide) (Happily Married)

(EXPERIMENTAL)

Sarabi (The Lion King) Romantic

Octavia (Helluva Boss) (Incest / Romantic)

Juno (Beastars) (Romantic)

Opal (Steven Universe) (Romantic)

Tigress (Kung-Fu Panda) (Teacher x Student)

Princess Luna (MLP; FiM) (Romantic)

Orisa (Overwatch) (Romantic)

Boa Hancock (One Piece) (Partners)

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Familial:

Whitebeard (One Piece) Healing in The Sea (Mola x Whitebeard (Adopted Family)

Bandit / Chili Heeler (Bluey)⭐(cradle ship) Not So Normal Anymore (Bandit x Jeremy x Chili) (Adoptive Family)

Stolas / Octavia (Helluva Boss)⭐Magical Process (Stolas x Mika x Octavia) (Adoptive Family) (Cradle Ship)

Shaak-Ti / Kit Fisto (Star Wars) Jedi Upbringing (Shaak-Ti x Me'kha x Kit Fisto (Biological Family)

Daybreaker / Nightmare Moon (MLP; FiM) (Problematic) Day Breaks the Night (Daybreaker x Hydro Dancer x Nightmare Moon)

Gosha / Leogshi (Beastars)⭐ Dramatic Turn Of Events (Adoptive Family)

Judy Hopps / Nick Wilde (Zootopia)(Cradle Ship) Breaking The Laws (Judy x Jeremy x Nick) (Adoptive Family)

Scrafty (Vickson) Mewtwo (Alana), Weavile (Slash), Feraliagtr (Waterspike), Toxicroak (Nightmare), Semipour (Willow) (Pokémon) (OC’s) Down The River (Adoptive family)

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Platonic:

Ice-Man (Marvel) Newest Student (Bobby x Mika) (Best Friends)

Robin (Tim Drake, DCU)⭐ Apart Of The Fray (Tim Drake x MIka) (Teammates)

Order66!Ahsoka Tano (Star Wars) Newest Padawan (Mentor) (Ahsoka x Me'kha)

Bambi (Bambi)⭐ Secret Little Lies (Bambi x Mika) (Best Friends)

Glamrock Chica (FNAF: SB) Technical Imput (GR!Chica x Mika) (Friends)

#selfship #selfshipping #self ship community #self shipping community #ocxcanon #canon x self insert #self insert community #self-ship community #proship community #proshipper community #proship please interact #proship selfship #proship self promo #fictional other #fictional other community #self insert #s/i x canon #s/i x f/o

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carnal-lnstinct · 2 years

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The Candle Wick Beckons

☆☆ Content: ( demon au. demon!gogeta & demon!vegito x female reader. m/f/m threesome. demon summoning. implied rivalry. oral sex-female & male receiving. rough kissing. rough sex. biting. spanking. double penetration. overstimulation. anal sex. 6k words ) ☆☆ Warning: ( dark theme, soft horror/occult elements, explicit language, manipulation, noncon/dubcon→ consent ) ☆☆ Rating: M / 18+. MINORS DNI ☆☆ A/N: *translation: "arise/awaken" -courtesy of google translate so it's probably inaccurate I am also now slightly less scared of the dark

This all happened so fast, but it finally happened! You could officially call yourself a homeowner and were proud of it to wind up with such a spacious house to fill up. It was in nice enough condition and you didn't waste time moving some essentials in as soon as you could. Traveling back and forth to your former residence took so much of the day away alone, you barely had the strength to move another box from the van afterward.

It was only after you bid your helpers a good night and tried to get comfortable with what you had that it finally sunk in you were going to be alone in this empty house for the night. Worse, the power wasn't going to be connected until tomorrow. You made use of your remaining light getting yourself settled in for a long, quiet night in the dark.

After setting up a little place on the floor with your mattress, sheets, and pillows, you took the time to search the home in hopes of finding something left behind by the previous owner to help you through the night. Scouring one floor after the other, you come across the attic area that was fashioned out to be an extra bedroom. With your phone flashlight guiding you, a glint reflects the light and catches your attention before you turned to leave. A candle holder carelessly left on the floor and to your fortune still holding a long, red candlestick. You quickly swipe it up and thought to go a third time over the room, shining the light under the built-in furniture. To your luck, another holder tucked against the wall underneath the counter and a candle attached as well. It made you work for it, but you were successful in leaving the room with the two extra candles and a bit of dust on your clothing.

Returning to the now darker living room, you pried open one of the boxes and took out a few scented candles of your own to help light the room. Once the lighter was located, you started with your own candles and their familiar scents, placing them throughout the corners of the living room and the visible corners of the hall between the bathroom and the kitchen. Letting your phone rest for the night as well, you switched its flashlight off and used the candles around to see, looking over one of the found candles from the upstairs room. Flicking the lighter on, tiny letters carved into the holder became more detailed and you squint to try and make it out.

"Mez-a-me-ru* Go-ge-ta." You sound out to yourself and felt certain you butchered the words but shrugged it off as you set the flame to the candle's wick. You sat it down to let the flame grow on top and reached for the other to repeat. This one's writing was slightly different, however. Once again bringing the holder closer to the lighter's flame to read: "Mezameru*... Ve-gi-to." These must have belonged to a real candle connoisseur or something to have such pompous names, you imagined. You gave a mocking snort and tilted the black candle over to the flame, making a note to look up the brand tomorrow to get an idea of the value on these unique candle holders.

Finders, keepers and profit.

The way the smoke rose from these candles would imply some sort of incense made into the wax or possibly the wick, but they did not give off any immediate smells. Not that you could notice right away with all the scented candles you already filled the space with. You take each candle holder in your hands and move to place them in their temporary set up for tonight, the red set inside the kitchen, and then down the hall to set the black into the bathroom before returning to your "bed" for tonight. It was still too early for any sleep and there was no power to cook anything right now, so you continued to dig through a few of your boxes for anything else to entertain you and distract from the silence. Adding on to your to-do list for tomorrow to look into playing cards and board games for any future power outages as you did.

Finding the contents useless without a power source, you push the boxes aside and fall back onto the mattress with a sigh. Choosing instead to pass some more time with thoughts on your milestone accomplishment. How the various smells circling the room opened your imagination to all the future sweets you could bake in your own home to give that wholesome feeling. It ended up making you hungrier, the sweetness in the air working with the heat that brought them to life.

A distinct burning smell hits your senses and you sit up on guard, looking towards the candlelit areas for any signs of excessive smoke or large flame but found none. A thump from the kitchen did draw your attention further. Afraid one of the boxes holding your dishes may have tumbled over, you pick up the closest scented candle and follow the path into the kitchen to look around. The burning scent had become stronger, as well. A halfhearted look around the dimly lit kitchen showed no signs of anything falling over, but the smell was definitely coming from that old candle. Fanning the incense-like smoke from your face you move closer to snuff out the wick with a quick breath, however the heavy thud directed your attention away before you could. Your eyes are immediately drawn toward the darkness where you felt the impact on the hardwood floor vibrate from across the room.

Vibrant eyes reflect the soft light, low to the ground and quickly flicking from left to right to you. Your heart pounded, then settled with a heavy sigh once you noticed movement just above it. A tail swaying. "Fuck, just a cat." You laughed to yourself. "I don't know how you got in here, but I'll let you stay for the night if you're good company." You leaned down a little with your free hand opened, inviting the little thing closer. "C'mon, little guy." You encouraged, the eyes lifting at the gesture.

The longer you looked upon the "small" silhouette the more your eyes adjusted to the darkness around it. You started to see a bit more detail, that it was in fact not small like a cat as you presumed, but something large hunched over and the light of its eyes rose higher and higher as it stood. Even across the room, it towered over you leaving you speechless and pumping your heart right back up. It was the large hand that reached back out to you revealed by the candlelight that shook you entirely and you sprinted out of the kitchen with barely a sound on your breath. Distance and concealment were sought in your panic, practically diving into the bathroom and trying to quietly close the door to not be detected.

You tried to wrap your head around what you saw— was it a burglar who had slipped in while you were all moving the boxes, waiting for the right moment, or maybe some shelterless man who made use of the emptied home without the seller's notice? Maybe your mind was playing tricks on you, the first night alone in a new house and all. It was hard trying to catch your breath surrounded by the strong, burning scent of the bathroom candle. It made you panic more. What if your short breaths could be heard through the door or the smell attracted the intruder? You held your hand over your mouth to try to keep from letting your worry slip out in fearful whines, turning your eyes to your candlelit reflection in the bathroom mirror. You left your ears opened to any sounds outside the door, yet your eyes honed in on the mirrored image of the bathroom.

Behind you was a mass of shapeless black forming where you should be seeing the empty towel rack reflected. It looked as if the smoke of the candle was twisting around it, giving the form of a head and shoulders taller than your own. You were frozen.

"You're not the one..." An eerie whisper creeps over your shoulder and into your ear. That's when you see them again, the pair of vibrant eyes that faded into view of the mass, the sharp blue color standing out and lowering to the dancing flame. "But you lit the candle anyway." The mass in the mirror leaned and you can hear a faint jingle, then see the darkness stretch across your shoulder. And you felt it, the heaviness of a warm touch, and you could see the contour of fingers. You let out a shriek from the depth of your chest and tore the bathroom door open to flee. The scented candle in your hand was carelessly abandoned and dropped, the melted wax killing the flame. You made a run toward the remaining candles to reach the front door.

Your path is blocked, the burning smell filling your nose again suddenly and you collide with hot skin and fur brushing your hands. Frantic hands try to fight off the body before you but you are sharply grasped by your arms and lifted off your feet, brought face to face with the intruder from the kitchen. The shine of its blue eyes scrutinizes you behind the long red mane framing its face. More humanlike features are further revealed to you, though the prick of claws in your arms and what you saw in the bathroom said otherwise. It was then you see the eyes flick past your head and its red brow narrowed further. A deep groan hums behind the creature's mouth and you are turned to face the other side of the living room like some lightweight thing.

"Quit your skulking. I already have her." The unnatural dual-tone voice makes you flinch as it passed your ears, your eyes bouncing around the darkened corners until locking on another set of glowing eyes peering around the corner of the hall. The black mass from the bathroom. Its presence stirs up a growl from your captor as it slides further into view with that soft jingle, crossing into the light of the candles and fading into a similar shape to the redheaded creature. Humanoid features with a more reddish fur, a black mane that grew away from its face and down its back with long strands still hanging in front of its eyes. And those glowing blue eyes as if they gave off their own light.

It smirked revealing the sharp canines, earrings jingling as it approached. "Well would you look at that, two candles lit at the same time. That's never happened before." Even their voices sounded the same.

"Mine was lit first." Answered from behind you.

"What does that matter? We're both here now."

"So the claim is mine."

The darker-haired entity moved to close the space between you, eyes glancing you over before going back to its kin. "There are no rules that say that."

"What do you want?!" You spouted in the growing tension, starting up a struggle to get free and out from between them. "I-Is it the house? You can have it! I'll-I'll leave it for you right now!" You declared in your useless thrashing. There is a silence that made you pause and look between them, noting the raised brow in the one before you. You're then set back on your feet, but not quite free of the grasp keeping you in place.

"You summoned us, Namekeeper." Your clutcher insisted, spinning you to face him. "What do you want?"

You tried to keep yourself still but you were terrified and the chill up your spine said to break free and run. Everything you'd just seen left your body shaking and your heart racing in your chest. You kept your head low, catching sight of his long tail swaying as you answered. "I-I didn't." You implored, "I just got here and I-I can leave if you need me to."

"-So you just came into this house to go pyromaniac on every candle you see?" The Darker-haired one spoke up again, glancing around at the scented candles.

"No no, this is my house. I paid for it!" You quickly rebutted, regretted it, and dialed your tone back down. "B-But you can definitely have it back."

"Then you are our 'Candelabra'. The Namekeeper." The red-haired one dictated to you, a clawed finger pokes your forehead tilting your head up to look at him as the dark-haired one wandered over into your line of sight as well.

"You spoke the magic words and lit the way between the realms to you- the candle with our names on it. And..." He paused, further observing you with a light tilt of his head. "—You really have no idea?" Your head lightly shook. Looking between them and taking in their distinct appearance side by side, it finally came to you.

One red, one black. "You're... f-from those old candles...?" You divulged out loud, both astonished and further petrified by what kind of monsters you accidentally let out just trying to comfort yourself in the dark. You start to see why they were abandoned in the attic room but they speak as if it's normal they are summoned from lighting the candles. Expecting you to know. There was little to no history shared about whoever owned this house before you, but it further clicks why it was obtained practically hassle-free. They were nutjobs cavorting with evil spirits! The whole house was probably haunted. Now it was your problem with the hope you would live long enough to get yourself out of it.

"Not a single protection ward in sight." Is pointed out by one of them, the pair scanning over the room before they exchange glances. Smirks rise in a synchronized manner as a common understanding is silently established between them. You clearly have proven that you were out of your element being so unguarded, but the fact of the matter is you summoned them anyways. Whatever it is that governs the conditions they adhere to, they couldn't just leave. As any stubborn or mischievous spirit, they must be removed. Or, a need must be met, and for that, they could not allow you to leave, either.

One who holds the names of demons has the power of everything they are at the break of their lips, the voice that calls them through the veil between the realms. You are The Candelabra now, they are yours. Not one, but two demons ( a moral foul in its own right with the fickle nature of demons ). Their very presence in this reality is tethered to their handler and it is every bit amusing to them you don't even know it. No commands to bring them to heel and no charms to guard your mind, body, or soul against their influence. Plenty before have been driven mad by such raw exposure to the otherworld, there may only be a matter of time before you share that fate.

They could simply do whatever they want now. At least until sunrise.

The black-haired entity's hand comes down on your shoulder as if to be viewed as a playful gesture, making you flinch all the same as he hunched over you. "Naughty human playing with demon seals. Don't you know how dangerous that is?" The utterance of the word "demon" gave your wary heart another jolt, the truth spoken into existence. You summoned demons! No amount of horror movies could prepare you for the real deal.

"Obviously not." The redhead hunched as well with a mischievous cant of his head toward you. "You hold our names and have no idea what that means." The two start to laugh, unsettling you even more at what they could, or would, do to you. A split second of bravery spikes in your body and you snatch away from them, stumbling back a little as you did.

"No! You don't know what it means!" You fuss, voice cracking with fear but with an authoritative tone backing it up. "I-I summoned you, you're supposed to obey me or somethin'! S-So go away! For a thousand years!" It put a stop to their laughing, but now they just looked at you as if you were the odd one. Another exchange of glances and one of them shrugs. Playing along.

"Aww, but we all just got here. Whatever. If you want us gone, then fine. As you wish, Namekeeper.." Red shoulders shrugged under dark locks, the earring demon speaking with a profound, condescending tone. His leer darkens on you. "You say the magic word and we're out of here." The brief instance of relief leaves you. The auburn-furred demon vanished from your sight and you felt the rush of heat along with that smoky smell brush over you, feeling his presence close behind you.

"...What is my name?" He whispered in your ear, the slight sight of red bangs appearing in your peripherals.

Your mouth gaped slightly, bottom lip trembling as if trying to speak whatever danced at the tip of your tongue. You don't remember what you read. Those words are muddled in your mind and of course there are no summoning candles nearby for reference. "Go-...Govito?" Uttered in lackluster confidence and immediate regret.

"Amateur." Followed a snicker. "You're a rude Namekeeper." A black claw traces up the contour of your thigh to your hip. "But with pretty skin."

In what little fight you had left it disappeared at the touch. You felt defeated and lost in how to deal with a situation such as this. Feeling threatened by the red-haired demon's remark, you began to softly cry to yourself. Begging the demon in a voiceless whimper. "Don't tear off my skin, please. Please, don't."

"Why not? It grows back, I hear." More venturous hands hold your hips, claws gathering the fabric of your top and pulling it up to expose more of your skin making you clutch your hands tight in discomfort. Your shirt was raised enough that you could feel the air around your waist and stomach, the weight of your breasts now settling in his large hands. You feel yourself being drawn back, closer to his igneous body. "Never tasted human skin fresh before."

"There's plenty that can be done with human skin, ya know." The other speaks up, closing in on you as well with a tameless leer. Licking his lips, his hands reach out to your exposed skin, caressing the invisible line from your sternum down to your belly button with his thumb. "But you get a little more out of it when it's still warm and flushed with blood." He chuckled with his red tail wagging behind him. The clasp of your bottoms is undone with a persistent claw, tearing the fabric to reveal the lower parts of your body while your breasts are affectionately fondled and squeezed. First through the fabric of your crumpled-up shirt, and then the heated bare hands against your supple, soft skin causing you to try to shake yourself loose from the provocative touching. You started to see your own death play out in your mind, being torn open like a paper bag by white fangs and black claws making you want to fight to live.

Another pair of hands capture your hips and hold you in place, frightful eyes watching the black head lower to your exposed body and give your lower stomach a tasteful lick. His tongue was warmer than the feel of his hands and moved with a mind of its own. Your fear made you certain it was just an act to mark the right place on your body before he gnawed a hole into your flesh and ate what fell out. Your fear prepared you for that, seizing your body up in preparation for unimaginable pain when he draws back.

However, it is your unprotected clit that his mouth closes over, hot tongue carving a line up and down your slit and skillfully lapping over the reactive nerve making your body jump in a mix of stimulation and genuine shock. As a delighted hum vibrates between your legs, your nipples are then suddenly pinched earning a vocal response from you that is further drawn out by the mouth "feeding" on your body.

"Very cute." The Red-haired demon purred behind you, further toying and tugging at your nipples as your hands grabbed onto his in response. His auburn tail slides between your breast, snaking around one to give it a fond squeeze. "I guess you could be a worse Namekeeper. You did tell me I could stay if I was good company. I'll be sure to make a lasting impression on you."

"-W-Wait, no don't do th-ah!" You tried to fuss between the strokes against your sensitive bud and teased tits. Your legs almost caved at their attentiveness, steadying yourself with a heavy hand clutching the dark mane below you. "Wait, wait-please I can't-" Your words were lost in the mewls you tried to contain, willing your body to not fall into pleasure given by these demons.

"What did you expect from us, you summoned demons." He snickered in his chest, his tongue now tasting your nape and shoulder as he continued to snug your breasts in his hold.

Defying them shouldn't be this difficult. This had to be wrong on numerous levels and everything in your morals told you so. Whatever obligation to you they had, you had already convinced yourself they were monsters. Killers, maybe. You reminded yourself over and over they are frightful beasts that no good could come from, clenching that thought in your mind to stay grounded. And like the beasts they are, they mercilessly set your body sensitivity through the roof, dialing up the heat within your core with such ease as if they were trained to do just that. You couldn't allow yourself to fall into the sensation lest you lose something to the candle demons you may never get back. But every natural reaction you struggled to hide made it harder to steel yourself. They worked in tandem against you, forcing your sensitive buttons to cast away your fear. And they were winning.

You are given a moment of relief as the heated mouth left your pussy, ravenous eyes admiring the nectar of his efforts with delight. "Your attitude sure changed. What's the matter, you wanna cum already? Then tell me how deep to stick my tongue inside you. I'll obey that." The earring demon teased, licking the taste of you from his lips. Any objection would be groundless if you did answer, the pitch in your voice would betray you. The other did not let up tending to your breasts and sucking at the skin of your neck. The impatient bulge rubbing at your backside was not subtle either nor did it help you hold onto your rational thoughts. It stirred an anticipation that made you startle yourself.

Your thoughts are occupied with the imagery of their foreign heat filling your walls, knocking your pleading nerves senseless with the intent to hate it. Until you could feel the phantom sensations of your walls caving in around them in ecstasy. Did you actually start to desire this? So weak-willed from your fear that the now less frightful pleasure building throughout your body was the means of survival? They hadn't exactly killed you yet or claimed the desire to do so. The anxious sensation in your chest still wouldn't let you admit it, but the throb between your thighs beckoned shamelessly. Perhaps the hesitation in your lack of words answered for you, it was all they needed to know. And so many tasteful scents from candles lighting the darkness around did set up a mood. Your eyes shy away from them, the tension in your grip relaxing.

You feel your feet being directed further apart and one of your breasts bounces back on its own weight. The deep purring in your skin grew louder in your ear and the prodding at your backside lowers, feeling your wet bloom suddenly open from behind you, the red-haired demon shoving his cock inside you without warning. You keened at the fullness and he holds your waist to steady you as he started pumping into you. Though focused on solely chasing his own pleasure, his other large hand still kneaded at your breast to get a rise out of you. It was too much at once, you buckled at the knees and leaned back into him with a loud moan where his arm wrapped around your waist to secure you against him.

An act that crossed the other demon, your eyes finding a hostile scowl that was directed towards the monster behind you. The black-haired demon let out a deep, gruff rumble from his chest and the two locked eyes over your shoulder. The purring against your skin took on a darker tone.

"I was summoned first." The demon growled to the other from behind you, reiterating their prior back and forth with no slack in thrusting into you. He quickened himself, using the act to stake his claim of being the one to fuck you first. He holds you more possessively making him penetrate deeper and leaving your mouth agape and breathless. It was hardly the time for an argument, but it seems the pair of demons would find a means to. The other certainly didn't see that reason as authority enough but he was the one who got the raw taste of you first.

"Whatever." He grumped reluctantly with a roll of his eyes, licking his lips impatiently. He presumed it would have at least been discussed first, is all. Though he couldn't stay mad about it with this view of you. The harsh bounce from your hips going all the way up to your breasts and the whiny gasps falling over your lips as you stop suppressing your voice. The grip in your hands on his auburn-furred counterpart said so much about your pleasure. He touched your thigh in appreciation of his perspective, rubbing a circle into your skin and eager to feel you around his cock as well. His leer finds your watery eyes as the corner of his mouth stretches into a grin, red tail continuing to swing behind him.

It was definitely overshadowed by the frenzy of emotions they put you through in the beginning, but watching one of them like this made you realize they're very handsome for demons. Despite the wild hair, fur, and other uniquely frightening things about them, they looked like human men who took their rockstar gimmick too seriously. But you couldn't deny their dark aesthetic really brought out the allure of their blue eyes, standing out even in dim candlelight. You don't want to imagine what they go through for such large muscles like these, but they carry them well. They feel amazing wrapped around you, holding you in place to endure the strong snap of hips carrying you into bliss. You could almost completely overlook what they are for the euphoria eating away at your sanity.

You're pulled into his stare and suddenly you crave more than you thought you wanted. Releasing the strong arms of the red-haired candle demon you lean forward to bend your hips and adjust your feet, bracing your hands upon the shoulders of his red counterpart. He doesn't seem to cause a fuss about it, he only moves both his hands to your hips and draws his cock out to realign, thrusting back into your hips with this new angle. It did give him a better view to admire after all, the way your plush asscheeks recoiled off his lower stomach and he wrapped his tail around your thigh instead.

To your welcomed surprise, the black-haired demon greeted you with a heavy kiss, muffling the moans being pumped out of you, and seized your freed breasts in his hands as well. The taste of yourself further drew you in, your hands finding a handful of dark locks and trying to keep on your feet as he kissed your breath away. The pleasure warming up inside you made it hard to remain sober and steady, however. Fortunate for you, you miss the taunting look the demon flexed in his brows to the other over your sudden preferred affection for him, purring into your mouth as he did.

Your mind is elsewhere, emptied of its sense of reasoning in favor of your immediate desires. That, and something else remains inside. When you closed your eyes it felt like the burning aroma of the demons had entered your thoughts and fed you images of the two candles, flashing over and over in a heavy wave. You can feel it, tingling across your tongue and holding your breath captive until you spoke it. Your lips slowly part from his, hovering close.

"Ve-...Vegit-to." Whisked off your panting, eyes opening to the demon before you. A moment of lucidity with the heat leaving your head, your fingers bump his earring as you moved to stroke his cheek. This is Vegito, the black candle. And the red, "Go...geta."

"At your service, Namekeeper." Vegito purrs, licking your lips before taking another hard kiss from you.

"Has a nice ring to it when you say it." Gogeta adds with a smirk and the momentum of his thrusts gets harder. You really are their Namekeeper, then. You suddenly felt weary, knees buckling again under the rough pounding at your hips as your orgasm crept in. Gogeta lowers to his knees and set you down on yours, but doesn't let up. You then find your head in Vegito's lap, mouth filled with his throbbing cock and you accepted it.

You felt a slick coat already around it, as hot as his flesh and tasteless on your tongue. But it tingled once mixed with your saliva and you felt a numbness churn with his thrusts at the back of your throat making it easier to slide his length further past your lips as he propped your head in his hand. That was unexpected, but it made sense when compared to the ease of the other burying his inside your tense hole without a moment to adjust. In spite of their size they just fit, painlessly, like magic. Pumping you from both ends like some plaything they were free to rough up and adding to the ambiance with their raunchy growls as they did. Black claws start to prick the skin of your hips and scratch at your scalp but you could barely feel them as you waited for your orgasm to take you. It felt so close and still so far away. Despite the steady, yet rough thrusts of Gogeta hitting your sweet spot or even you pushing your hips back into him it wouldn't land. Just waves of warmth pulsing with each impact and wetness dripping down from your thighs.

Vegito sensed your desperation in the way your hands kept finding new places to cling in his red fur and watching the way your back arched. Ever the one to instigate mischief, he pulls his cock from your mouth and reaches beneath you, rubbing your swollen clit and giving you the release you wanted. Your insides spasmed around Gogeta's cock so suddenly it made him cum as well, emptying his hot seed into your insides. Vegito snickers rubbing a hand at your twitchy hips and giving your ass a slap.

"Quit being so selfish, you've had your fun already." He's no idiot to know what Gogeta was up to. Even he was only patient for so long. Ignoring the annoyed glare thrown his way, Vegito pulls you off your exhausted knees and up into his lap. "Now that you're all warmed up, it's my turn." Off one cock and in no time onto another, you were barely given the chance to recover yourself before he props your legs over his large forearms and guides your soaking bloom down his length. You whined at the sudden fullness of him, every part between your legs still popping in the sweet ache of such an intense orgasm. It felt like you were still having it. Vegito gently gnawed your chin before pulling your bottom lip with his fangs, coaxing you to kiss him. Powerless, you leaned into it and his tongue beckons for your mouth. Distracting you with its smooth affection once you opened to it before bouncing you up and down the full length of his member.

Your tender insides flexed so deliciously around him, you feel his purrs vibrate against your lips as he muffled every little sound you made. It couldn't be helped to smooth your hands over the skin of his exposed chest, his tail stroking your backside in response.

Gogeta's tail was thumping the floor, now grumping at the lack of your touch and rubbing his cock in his hand as he sat and watched. Possibly biding his time for the chance to play dirty as the other had. There was a reason two demons never get summoned by the same Namekeeper. Though, he has no real idea why. As Vegito stated, it had never happened before. Especially not with their prior Namekeeper. It's not as bad as he thought playing off someone else to have a little fun with humans, however he never expected his first sexual encounter with one to be shared either. Whatever purpose— or mistake— brought them to you set up an unusual dynamic. But it would remain interesting to him. Especially with a vision like you. He may not be the one making you moan now, but your voice and short gasps ring in his ears so hot. He would never stop making you cry out, fisting his swollen cock in his hand more at the thought as he growled to himself.

Without thought, Gogeta crawls toward you, nipping the skin at the back of your shoulders and sucking at the warmth of your touch. He leans more into you, still rubbing down his cock in one hand and filling the other with one of your breasts again. He got your attention as you broke away from your kiss with Vegito and reached behind you to capture the head of red-hair and kiss him instead. You were met with a bruising force in return as if he was trying to devour your mouth. Vegito lets go of your legs allowing you to fall back against Gogeta's chest and held your ass in his hands instead, pulling you into the jerky thrust of his hips into you. Eventually, the ground found your back and your head rested in Gogeta's lap, torso slightly twisted and hands bracing him to swallow his aching cock.

You were being grabbed by so many hands and coiled all over with their tails that it was maddening. They managed to flip and adjust you around so much that they became less abrasive in sharing your body to accommodate all of your pleasures. It felt like only minutes had gone by since your first orgasm, but it had to be hours. Without rest in between you lost track of how many times you actually came, your over-aroused nerves just eager to get to the next one as long as you came when you needed to. Each one is more intense than the last and they still found a means to keep them coming. You eventually wound up pressed between the two demons as they both managed to work their cocks inside your pussy, snug inside chasing the frissons of pleasure. Taking turns between thrusting as deep as they could while the other kept you warm inside. They somehow find a way to turn that into a means to outdo the other, priding themselves on not only making you cum but the other one as well. At least until Gogeta chose to claim your ass after meddling around your puckered hole with his thumb long enough, the two now free to feed their pleasure at their own pace again. Bouncing you off the other. There was a moment you felt like you were dreaming and their back and forth was drowned out in your ears. When you didn't respond to them directly the only way they knew you were still conscious was through the mewls falling off your heavy breaths when Vegito stroked at your clit again, letting you cum for the last time.

You were in and out after, reciprocating kisses where you got them until you just didn't. Floating around in the emptiness of your mind until you came to again.

A banging sound pulled you back into reality and you awoke face-up on your mattress, limbs wrapped around your sheet. The room was brightened with the sunlight from the uncovered windows and all the candles you lit at the earliest of the eve had all gone out. The banging continued and you recognized it coming from the front door and your eyes recognized the empty surroundings as your new house. It must be the movers. When you started to stretch out, your limbs felt so heavy and sore. Slowly turning over to try to get up, the night's memories flooded back into your mind like a lucid dream and your eyes widened. You looked around and found the area was just the way you left it when you first lit all the candles. You remember laying back on the mattress after that. Was that when you fell asleep? You were still dressed in your clothes. Unless you changed? The knocking was making it hard to think. You slugged your way to your feet and made it to the door, shielding your eyes from the light beaming in. Greeted by the movers bringing the rest of your larger items and the electrician to connect the power, you let them in to do their job.

But you felt too tired to deal with all of that right now. You barely made it to the bathroom, using the outside light from the small window to look at yourself in the mirror. You looked exhausted and felt like you could sleep for a week. As a mover calls from down the hall asking your permission to blow out a red candle to move it, your eyes catch the black one. Wick still carrying a flame and looking like the wax never burned down the stick. You stare at it silently, then move over to blow out the flame instructing the movers to do the same.

It was just a dream, right?

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