Im pretty sad to be writing this, but its been on my mind for a while.
I have been struggling with writing for a bit, and no matter how much I try to put into it, I just cant seem to find the same passion that I had. I think it’s a combination of a lot of things. I have a lot going on in my personal life and my work life.
I love my following, but there are things that have been getting to me a lot. Comments on older stuff that are rather nasty and not respecting when I close my requests are the worst ones, because that is when I start stepping away more and not wanting to post anything. This isn’t the majority of you, and I am lucky to have the followers I do, but I feel like I just need an actual break. One where I don’t feel guilty for not posting, or feel like I need to defend myself. I do this as a hobby, and its just something that’s become too much right now. I just feel like I get so much more joy from my other hobbies, and writing has become something I really fear, to the point I wont pick up my laptop for days on end and sometimes over a week because I will have to see the half finished documents and list of requests.
I really hope this isn’t the end of this though. I want to return, but I don’t know when. but thank you for your support over the years.
I will still be here as this is my main page and all my favourite people are here, but I wont be posting fan fiction for now.
I'm a big fan of your writings. I reread a lot of them and I was wondering if you were going to make a second part of never for roger the janitor from the game little nightmares.
Do you mean a new one?
Never has 4 parts and is complete as far as story arc
Fandom: Original
Relationship: Dran/reader (demon/reader)
Request: Part 3 with a smutty dominating demon plzz
Part 1
Part 2
Lying in your bed, you tossed and turned but were unable to fall asleep.
maybe it was because you had had a drink tonight, or maybe it was your frustration begging for your attention.
A bad thing about having a monster boyfriend whos portal to his world was under your bed, it was harder for you… take care of yourself without him popping out.
His visits were random, with no real pattern to them. Sometimes he would appear in the dead of night, and sometimes in the day. It was that randomness that made it difficult.
Since the night with the robbers, you found yourself becoming more and more attracted to him physically. Your body began to crave his touch unlike anything else.
But how to do you bring up the topic of sex with a demon?
the idea embarrassed you immensely, so you ended up just keeping quiet, waiting for him.
But now, in the darkness, you couldn’t stop your mind from wondering to him.
Slipping your hand beneath your panties, you immediately felt a surge of pleasure as you gently started to rub your neglected clit. You were grateful that you were wearing a nightgown.
Whining, you close your eyes in an attempt to pretend Dran was here with you.
You wondered if he even knew the control he had over you now. You were his, completely and utterly devoted to this demon in a way you had never experienced.
You loved how he could pick you up like you were a ragdoll. But that lead to more lustful thoughts of how he control your body. How he could dominate you.
There was very little doubt in your mind that he would dominate you in the bedroom, and it gave you a rush of lust, but what sort of dominator would he be.
Harsh and unforgiving?
Playful and teasing?
You could see it being a combination of both.
The idea of being at his mercy was enough to make you moan as you pressed your clit a little hard.
You spread your legs a little wider, your hips rocking slightly against your own touch.
Maybe part of what made you so worked up to the point it could take you only minutes to reach a climax was the idea of him crawling out from your bed at any time. Could he hear you?
Moaning a little louder, you threw caution to the wind as the weeks of aching and yearning for him became too much. It always did.
Arching your back, you moaned as you felt yourself getting closer to your orgasm.
“Don’t.” the voice that filled your ears made you jump, your eyes flying open.
“Dran.” You gasp, about to scramble away as your cheeks burn red. He was at the end of your bed, crouching on the ground as if he had just crawled up from under your bed. but you suspected that he had been there for a while. He licked his lower lip, reaching out and pulling your covers off your body, leaving you in your nightgown and underwear.
“Keep going. But you cant orgasm.” He smirked, his eyes winkling in the darkness with lust.
you had to stifle a moan at the idea of trying to deny yourself.
Especially under his gaze.
spreading your legs, you knew that the wet fabric of your underwear was all he could see if you bent your knees, so you did so.
As you started to rub your clit again, you felt him lean over and push the fabric of your night gown up your body to expose your underwear to him fully.
A low rumbling groan came from his chest as he climbed onto your bed to hover above.
“What do you want?” Dran leaned down and purred in your ear, making your hips buckle up as his hot breath hit your neck.
“I want you to-“ You cut yourself off. All you had to say was ‘I want you’. that’s it.
But Dran latched onto it.
“You want me to… what?” he chuckled as your legs fell apart in hopes he might offer you a touch. It was killing you to have him so close like this.
“I want you to dominate me.” You confess, eyes closed tight as your cheeks blazed with embarrassment.
The low chuckle that left his chest made you whine.
“Im glad our needs align.” He leans down and drags his tongue up your neck, making your tremble under him.
Your toes curled as you felt your orgasm building again, but just as you were about to reach it, hands grabbed your wrist and you were pinned down with your hands either side of your head.
You whined, your legs shaking as you felt the bliss slipping away.
“Good girl.” Dran leaned down and purred in your ear once again.
“Cruel.” You grumbled, but he simply chuckled.
“Oh, you have no idea.” He pulled back, flashing his sharp teeth at you. “Tell me, how long has my human been left wanting?”
You felt a small rush of lust at his question and, even though you were embarrassed, you answered.
“Since the first night you kissed me.” You confess. You saw the excitement in his eyes as he realizes that you had wanted him from the start.
“Do you trust me?” he purred, leaning down and kissing the skin where your shoulder met your neck. Gasping, you nearly forgot he had asked you a question until he looked up to you for an answer.
“Trust a demon?” you clarified, but the smirk on your lips told him that you weren’t being serious. “Sounds dangerous.”
“I guarantee I could make your fragile body shake with pleasure. After tonight, you’ll never be left wanting.” He nipped at your neck, making you tremble a little.
“I trust you.” You breath, unsure what you were in for.
Dran pulled back, sitting back on his knees. But as his hands lifted off yours, you found that there was still a weight holding your wrists down.
Looking to the side at your right hand, you couldn’t see anything, but as you tried to wiggle your arms, you were still unable to move them.
“Choose a colour.” Dran drew your attention away from your invisible binds.
“Red.” You replied instantly. It was the first colour to come to your mind because of how bright his eyes were in the darkened room.
“If you say that colour, I’ll release you. No questions, no pressure.” He told you, and you were taken aback.
You didn’t expect this massive demon to know about safe words.
The thought made you smile, because you truly did trust him, and any doubt you had had was gone when he was the one to introduce a safe word.
before you could question him, he moved away from your face. He slid down your body, his hands only stopping to grope your chest quickly before descending to your needy core.
He looped a clawed finger around your underwear and the ripping sound that filled the room told you they weren’t coming off the conventional way.
He ripped them off with his claw, pulling them away from your skin and bundling them up in his hand.
When Dran notices youre watching him closely, he reaches a hand up the centre of your body. The claw gently raises the neck of your nightgown off your body before he easily cuts through the fabric, bringing his hand back down. His claw was only millimetres from your skin, making easy work of the fabric.
“My claws have cut flesh like ribbon. Yet you dont flinch?” He leans forward, eagerly awaiting your answer.
“I trust you.” You breath, and the smile that dawns his lips makes you weak under him.
“Good. You wont regret it, little human.” He then blows the fabric from your skin, leaving you fully exposed to him. His eyes rake over you as he sits back.
His tongue darts over his lips as he bares his teeth slightly.
Dran leaned forward, pressing his flat, wet tongue against your entrance, and licking up.
You shuddered as he did it again, now earning a moan from you.
His arms went under your legs, wrapping them around your thighs and pulling you down, closer to him as he buried his face between your legs, now showing little mercy.
a string of cusses left your lips as his tongue lapsed as your clit which was already overstimulated from earlier.
looking down, you saw his red eyes were on you, drinking your reacting to his touch. The sight made you freeze, and he didn’t like that. he nipped at your clit, making you jump but he quickly made up for it was his tongue.
He abused your sensitive bud until you were writhing.
And, as before, he denied you. He pulled back just as you were close, leaving you a panting mess was you whined.
“you’re cruel.” You glared at him as he raise back to his knees his tongue licking his sharp teeth and lips.
“I’ll let you cum. But only on my cock.” He chuckled, his words making your breath catch in you throat.
But as he sat back, you noticed something.
Your eyes darted down to his hips, where there was normally only fur. But you could see something protruding with red veins.
His cock seemed to be beneath a sheath that protected it. you saw the tip now pointing out of the fur. You wanted nothing more than to reach down and encourage him out, but your hands were still bound. You let out a moan which caused his cock to twitch and grow.
Dran wrapped his hand around himself, stroking his cock until it was fully erect.
He chuckled when he saw you were watching him. Blood rushed to your cheeks as you looked away. As if you weren’t spread across your bed naked in front of him.
Dran moved to hover above you, a hand either side of your head as he rubbed his cock against your pussy. You whined at the contact, grinding against him.
One of his hands came down to line himself up with your entrance.
As he pushed into you, your whole world felt like it had disappeared, leaving only you and Dran.
Dran let out a low growl as he thrusted in as far as he could, now completely inside you.
He gave a few small thrusts, allowing you a moment between each to get used to him before he let out a low snarl, starting a pace that nearly made you lose your mind.
His hips snapped against you with quick thrusts. His face fell into the crook of your neck as he inhaled your scent which was laced with lust.
Drans lips pulled back to bare his teeth as a growl left his throat.
You moaned, his name falling from your lips. The way he moved was more pleasurable than anything else you had felt in your life. He had set a pace which was enough to drive you to orgasm right here and now, but something told you that he wasn’t planning that just yet. You wrap your legs around his torso. Because of his size, you were unable to hook your feet together around his back, but you didn’t care as the new position offered a new spot for him to hit that made you cry out.
You wanted as much as him as you could, desperate for any form of contact he could offered. You twisted in your binds, but never said you wanted them released or showed that you were uncomfortable in your face or body.
Suddenly, the binds were lifted and you could move your hands. He had noticed.
You wasted no time in the reaching for him, desperate for touch.
Your fingers found his shoulders, the fur soft to touch. Of course, you had touched him before, but now was different.
with him over you, fucking you into your bed, you still wanted more of him. You wanted every sense to be only concentrating on him, you wanted him to be the only thing in the world you could concentrate on.
He slipped an arm under you and lifted you up onto his lap as he sat back on his knees.
You might have thought it would give you some control of the speed, but he thrusted up into you, still in full control.
You clung to him, moaning and panting his name as snarls left his throat. With ever animalistic noise, you felt the knot in your lower stomach tighten.
Your right hand leaves his shoulder and moved up to his cheek for a moment, before proceeding further north.
Your fingers ran up his fur to his horns. The second your touch grazed the base of the horns, a growl broke past Drans lips and he bared his teeth. Yet his eyes were squeezed shut, and if he had wanted you to stop, he would have at least looked at you.
Deciding to test his further, you wrapped your hand around the horn, using it as a stabiliser just as your other hand stayed on his shoulder.
Dran snarled, his fingers digging into your sides as he fucked you.
Your whine turned into a moan just as his eyes opened.
the fiery red in the black fur was almost hypnotising as he stared at you. your eyes fell to the sharp teeth in his mouth. They could easily rip you apart, as could the claws on your side. He was a demon, you knew what he was capable of, and yet he was able to control himself enough to keep you safe but close enough to the animalistic side of him as possible. The side that was fucking you to near insanity.
“Dran.” You moaned, trying your hardest not to look away from him, despite the fact your eyes were about rolling back into your head.
The chuckle that left his lips was intoxicating as he admired what a pretty mess you were.
But he wasn’t finished yet.
“Such a submissive little thing.” His voice was deep, and he growled the word ‘submissive’.
All you could do was nod as you felt your orgasm approaching, and his words weren’t helping.
“Lets see how good you really are.” He chuckled as you threw your fingers pulled on his fur and his horn. This had never been something he would have thought he wanted. And yet now, that he had you on his lap, clinging to him like this, he found the feeling far more pleasurable than he could ever imagined. It had driven him to his edge, and Dran could see your body shaking.
“Dran, im so clo-“ You began, as if hearing his thoughts but he cut you off.
“Not yet, little one.” He growled. “When I say.”
You mewled but you weren’t sure if you could deny yourself anymore. The torment of earlier, the pleasure you were feeling now and the growls that were leaving his lips were far too much to bare.
Your knuckles were going white as you tried to find something else to think about to stave off your orgasm. But as you glanced around the room for the first time since he had came, you found it was filled with thick black smoke that stopped a foot away from the bed. Everything was about him. all your senses were focused on the demon as he fucked you mercilessly.
“Please?” You whined, and when he didn’t answer you found yourself repeating ‘please’ and ‘Dran’ between moans. You somehow ended up with both your arms wrapped around his neck.
It was too much for the demon, who finally smirked.
“Now.” He growled, his trusts becoming faster and yet more sloppy.
Dran had barely finished the word as you came, hard. Your walls clamped down on his cock as your body shook with the pleasure that shot through your veins.
You barely registered Drans snarl as your heart beat so loud you could hear it in your ears. Dran gave one final thrust up and he came, your walls milking him as he found himself so lost in the pleasure that his claws broke the skin on your hips slightly. Not that you minded as the pain seemed to mix so perfectly with your own pleasure.
You collapsed against Dran, panting and spent.
The first thing outside of his own pleasure that Dran noticed was the smell of blood as it drifted to his nostrils.
His claws and hands were withdrawn from your side at rapid pace.
You opened your eyes, unsure why he had pulled away from you like you had electrocuted him. But this wasn’t any normal kind of relationship, so maybe he just didn’t like to be touched after.
But when you glanced to him, you saw he hadn’t moved a muscle.
The fog around the room seemed to freeze, no longer moving slowly in small circles.
This concerned you as you frowned a little.
“Dran?” You crawled back to him. it was strange, seeing the massive demon who had dominated you not 5 minutes ago who was now timid.
“I…” He cut himself off and you saw he was staring down at his hands. When your saw the small specks of red on the tips of his claws, you looked down to your right hip, which had 4 cuts. Not big ones, and you hadn’t even noticed them if he hadn’t said. The blood had already stopped but was smeared a little. Glancing to your left, you saw the same.
In fact, you could remember the pain, but it had been so mixed with the pleasure that you had found it pleasurable.
you place your hands on top of his open palms. His head snapped to your own, either from confusion or surprise, you didn’t know.
“You know, I kinda liked it.” You smirk, shrugging your shoulders.
Dran stared at you for a moment, before his own smirk spread over his lips and a deep chuckle left his throat. His fingers closed around your hands.
“But, if you want to make it up to me, you could stay here tonight. Sleep beside me?” You asked, hoping he would take your offer. You just wanted to cuddle up into his fur and drift off in the comfort of his arms.
“If that is all, then I shall.” Dran nodded.
Pulling him towards the head of the bed, you crawled underneath the covers. Dran joined you, but the covered weren’t going to fit over you both so he only pulled them up so he could wrap an arm under your neck and pull you against his chest. Besides, he didn’t sleep with covers, or in beds, but that wasn’t a discussion he wanted to have. In fact, he didn’t even want to talk at all. And you were far too tired to challenge that.
Cuddling against his chest, your fingers ran though his fur while his other hand seemed to hesitate before being placed on your hip lightly. When he saw no adverse reaction, he allowed the full weight of his hand to lay there.
The fog remained as a thin layer on the ground. You thought it was just something that came with him, but Dran used the fog as a way to detect approaching danger. It was a part of him, as much as his horns.
As you dozed off, Dran found himself pulling you closer.
It wasn’t meant to be like this. He was meant to find a mate and return with them. And yet, he wanted you to be happy. He was sure his siblings would call him weak in a mocking tone, but they wouldn’t push him. If you are remaining in the human world kept you happy, he was content as long as you were safe.
However, he might be able to tempt you down to his world for a little bit.
If only you could see what awaits you.
Fandom: The Collector
Character: Asa Emory/the collector
Relationship: Asa/reader
Request: can I put a request in for part 2 of the collector with smut at the cabin. Maybe a bit of domination on the collectors part?
Part 1
The drive up was pretty uneventful, considering the cargo in the back of the car. You were very carful, always using your indicators and making sure you were keeping to the speed limit so that no one had reason to pull you over.
Asa had pulled on black gloves, covering his bandaged hands.
He was quiet the majority of the way up, his attention drifting between the roads and the window. You wondered what was going on within his mind, but decided that he probably wanted to keep his thoughts to himself for now.
Despite the silence, it was nice. and you made good time, arriving in the town near the cabin before nightfall. You stopped at a shop, grabbing some groceries for the cabin. Asa stayed in the car, but you knew him well enough to know what sort of items he stocks in his own kitchen. You also grabbed some nice wine.
The groceries went in the back seat and the journey continued. Asa guided you out the town, along a long country road which was surrounded by tall trees, the sunset only just poking through the branches.
A few turns and up a dirt road, you couldn’t help but hold your breath as you saw a cabin at the end of the road.
In the sunset, it looked like paradise. Small, but quaint.
Pulling up, Asa was the first out, stretching his legs. You grabbed the groceries and followed Asa as he walked up to the large wooden door. Asa pulled out his keys and unlocked it.
The front door led into a living room, with two couches and fire place. A radio sat on a unit in the corner, with a bookshelf beside it lined with shabby looking books.
you felt Asa pushing you gently, encouraging you to step inside.
"Its not much -" Asa was about to give excuses, apparently expecting you to think it was bad.
"Its perfect." you interrupted before he could finish as you entered. "It must be so peaceful out here. Could we go for a walk in the morning?" You place the bag on the ground to look out the window at the surrounding forest.
Asa paused, taken back by your excitement. In truth, he was deeply burdened with thoughts of doubt. His father, if he saw this cabin, would roll his eyes at Asa, making snide remarks.
And yet, you were so excited and happy to be here, as if it were better than any luxury vacation.
Asa was pulled back to reality when you appeared in front of him, worry in your eyes.
"Asa? You okay?" you reach out, placing a hand on his chest. His eyes were glazed over, deep in thought, before focusing on you.
"Sorry, my dear. A walk sounds perfect, weather permitted." he watched your face light up with his reply. He found himself surprised as the term of endearment left his lips so easily. And how much it seemed to mean to you when he did.
Asa didn’t consider himself an affectionate person in any sense of the term. He was cold and distant, proved by the lack of any kind of relationship before you (and the whole killing thing). And yet, you were so warm and affectionate that he though it was some kind of an act to begin with. But now he finds that he returns it. Not with the same amount of affection or bubbliness you do, but in his own way.
Pulling in all the bags, you knew it would take both of you to move the trunk and you really wanted to save Asa's hands as much as possible. The cargo seemed to have lost all his energy, until you pulled him out the back of the boot, dropping the box on the floor. You both carried it inside the house.
"Where do we put him?" You asked, trying not to let the stain be too obvious in your voice. Asa just chuckled, showing no weakness with the heavy load.
"Down in the basement." He nodded to a door under the stairs.
Placing the box on the floor, you walked over, noting the dead lock on the door. Looking back to asa, you saw he held out a key to you. Grabbing it, you unlocked the door and used your bag to keep the door from swinging shut. Inside, you found a light switch just before a set of wooden stairs that lead down into more darkness. The light switch only seemed to be for the stairs, because when you flicked it, only 2 lights came on above the stairs.
You decided you’d rather go down with Asa than go exploring down there on your own.
Picking up your side of the box, Asa went down the stairs backwards while you followed.
"Carful." the word slipped past your lips before you could stop them. Asa smirked, shaking his head at your worry.
The basement was rather ordinary. a large wooden table sat in the centre, with shelves on opposite walls with tool scattered on them. You didn't know what you had been expecting, but this was his holiday home, so you understood that he wouldn't want to invest too much here in case someone broke in.
“Where?” You asked, nodding to the box that kept moving.
“In there.” Asa nodded to a corner. Following his indication, you saw a wire cage, only about big enough for the box you were carrying. The top was open already, so it was a case of just lifting and dropping in the box with Arkin in.
Asa pulled the top down, using a padlock to secure it tightly. Arkin wouldn’t be able to open the lid of the red box to get out. And even if he did, he would then have to get out of the metal cage.
Yet you wanted to make sure.
“You got anymore padlocks?” You asked, and he pointed to the shelves. You saw 3 sitting with keys in them on the bottom shelf.
grabbing them, you quickly added another lock to the box then one to the outside just for safe measure.
Asa smirked as he guided you out of the basement.
You cooked a meal with Asa’s help which consisted of him adding wine to everything before you sat down for a lovely candle lit dinner in the kitchen.
The rest of the evening was spent mulling between the porch with a glass of wine and the living room with the fire going.
When you both eventually stumbled up stairs, you had had too much wine as had Asa. Although he would have never admitted it. You both fell asleep as soon as your heads hit the soft pillows.
----------the next day ----------------
Walking down the stairs, your knees nearly went weak when you saw him.
Asa had dawned his mask, pulling on his leather gloves. Arkin already knew his identity, so there was no point hiding it any more, but you had a feeling that it was more phycological than that.
There was something about him like this that drove you mad. You could never put your finger on why this mask had such an effect on you.
After breakfast and a morning stroll, Asa had nodded to the basement. You slipped upstairs to change into some clothes you didn’t mind getting dirty, but Asa was already ready, only having to put on his mask and gloves.
Biting your lower lip, you tried to keep your mind straight as you came to the bottom of the stairs.
Asa glanced to you before offering you another pair of gloves. Taking them, you paused.
It wasn’t that Asa kept you and his collector persona apart, but you barley ever got close enough to him in his mask. And you wanted to take advantage of the opportunity.
Placing the gloves on a side table, you closed the distance between you and Asa.
He had been preoccupied with pulling his glove on. He barely managed a ‘what’ as you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him.
Stunned, Asa stood there for a moment before melting in the kiss with a groan. Perhaps it was because of what was planned, or maybe because you had kissed him with the mask on, but Asa felt a rush of lust for you.
The rough material of the black mask was cold and scratched at your skin, yet you had to press against it to get to his lips.
Asa growled into the kiss as his persona seemed to take over.
he grabbed your wrists and you were slammed against the wall, your hands pinned above your head.
Sure, Asa was more dominate, but this was different. He controlled the kiss, leaving you whimpering against his lips as he ground against you. You didn’t fight him, allowing him to keep you under his control. He moved your wrists together so he could use one hand to hold them in place while his other slipped down your arm to your shoulder and then your neck.
You whole body trembled at the touch, moaning as his large hand gripped the side of your neck but not putting enough pressure to restrict air flow.
He pulled away and you were panting a little from the kiss. Asa loved the sight. Your cheeks red, lips wet and your eyes begging him for more. Oh, if only he had known about this sooner.
A smirk pulled at his lips, ideas flooding his head as he saw your tongue dark out to lick your lips.
“We have work to do.” Asa’s voice was barely above a whisper as he leaned into your ear, his breath sending chills down your spin.
You whined, squirming for the first time and earning a chuckle.
“Be a good… assistant, and we can continue this later.” His voice sent chills down your spin as you nodded and his hand fell away from your throat.
You followed him down to the basement, but your mind never truly left that kiss.
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To say you were a good assistant would be an understatement.
Asa loved how you followed him round, eager to learn and even more to please.
He complimented your knife skills, but made sure to show you how to really do it.
Within 2 hours, the task was done.
Arkin was dead, his body now in various pieces which could be scattered around the woods before you left tomorrow. Asa assured you that the bears and wolfs would make short work of the parts, and they were too small for hunters to think they were more than animal scraps.
Yet Asa found himself more excited for the aftermath of the kill rather than enjoying himself fully.
He went into he basement hard from your make out session, and every time he thought he was managed to push away that lust, you would look at him for approval and bite your lower lip, or rub your ass against his groin as he stood behind you to show you what to do.
The only thing that kept him sane was that you were suffering too. And he loved it.
As you pulled off your gloves and the apron you wore, discarding them on work bench for now before turning to Asa expectantly.
“Go upstairs and strip.” He ordered, and you shot up the stairs.
Asa only remained to toss your gloves and apron in a bag before he followed you. It took all his restraint not to jog up the stairs, instead ascending them quietly. His heart was racing and his hands shaking slightly. He had always thought nothing could compare to the thrill of the chase and the kill, yet you now rivalled that more and more each day.
He paused outside the room for a moment, before entering.
It was dark outside, and you had put on the side light in the bedroom which was something Asa was thankful for. He didn’t want to do this in the light of the moon. No, he wanted to see everything.
You were pulling off your top, leaving you in your underwear as he enters.
“I told you to strip.” Asa stalked up to you, and you quickly understood why someone would find him intimidating in his Collector outfit. Instead, it set a rush of lust through your veins.
“I am.” You winked as you unclasped your bra and threw it to the side before pulling off your underwear. “what you going to do? punish me for being too slow?”
You saw Asa’s eye twitch as the smirk pulled at his lips.
He didn’t say anything as he bent you over the bed, you ass in the air. He didn’t have to.
The leather of his glove collided with your cheek, earning a loud gasp from your lips.
“One.” You said, not even thinking as you bit down on your lip. A chuckle from Asa seemed to confirm you had done the right thing before another slap left your ass stinging.
“two.” Again, you counted for him, never flinching.
He carried on, going up to 20 before he seemed satisfied with the redness of your skin.
His hand rubbed the sensitive skin, making it sting a little more with the contact before slipping between your legs.
The texture was new as he rubbed at your entrance before slipping inside you easily.
Another chuckle before Asa’s lips as he pulled his gloved finger out completely to see it covered in your wetness.
“Oh, there is so much I want to do to you.” He leaned down to whisper in your ear. “But, for now, lets start with the basics.”
“Please.” You mewled, unsure what you were begging for.
“Hands.” He pulled back and demanded. He pressed one of his hands on your neck and pushed your head down onto the bed. understanding, you moved your hands from supporting you on the bed to behind your back.
The moment they were together, you felt rope being tied round them. He didn’t bind you tightly, despite the fact you knew he could if he wanted. In fact, you suspected you could slip your hands out of the restraints in you needed to.
But that wasn’t the point of this. He wanted your obedient willingly.
You were then pulled back from the bed by your hair.
“On your knees.” He accompanied this command with another tug of your hair downwards. Asa stepped in front of you and sat on the edge of the bed as you knelt in front of him.
Your eyes fell to his crotch.
You could see how hard he was and as he undid his trousers to free himself, you couldn’t help but crawl a little closer.
He smirked, happy with your eagerness.
You didn’t need to be told what he wanted.
Asa leaned back, both his hands on the bed. If you had had your hands, you would have probably teased him a little bit, but you didn’t.
Leaning forward, you licked up the shaft of his cock, before taking the tip in your mouth and sucking. His gloved hands entwined with your hair, forcing you to take more in your mouth. But you quickly set a steady pace for him, moaning around his cock as you looked up with him.
Asa mouth parts, taking shuddering breaths as he looks down at you.
Willingly bound, naked, looking up at him with his cock was in your mouth and his hand in your hair.
It was far more than Asa thought he deserved, yet he wouldn’t run from this chance. He was lucky enough to have you willing to share a bed with him normally. This added aspect set his blood racing.
As you moaned around his cock, he found himself getting far to lost in the moment that for a second, he feared he might finish before the main event.
his grip in your hair tightened and then pulled you off him. you gasped for air, the spit dripping down your chin as you looked up at him.
He wished he could keep a picture of that moment.
“Stand up.” He commanded, and you obliged immediately, managing to get to your feet with your arms bound without much issues.
he puts his feet between your own, knocking both your feet in a silent command to spread them further apart.
When you do so, he stands.
His gloved hand trails up your inner thigh as he does so. You found yourself letting out a whine as he paused only an inch from your entrance.
You look at him, seeing his dark eyes dancing with amusement and lust as he finally closes the distance.
after a few rubs of the slit, he pushed a finger into you with ease as you buckle down a little and a moan leaves your lips.
He adds another finger, curling them inside you in the most pleasurable way that make you nearly collapse from it.
Because of this gloves, his fingers felt so much more thicker, yet were cold. This was certainly something you never thought you would enjoy as much as you were.
Asa retracted his fingers and you whines, looking at him with a pout.
His eyes bore into your own, his gaze more intense than you had ever seen before. He lifted his finger to your mouth, and you immediately parted your lips so he could put them inside. You tasted yourself on the gloves, licking the material while keeping eye contact with Asa. When he pulls his fingers out, his hand slides down
“Bend over.” His command was sharp as he disappeared behind you.
“Again?” You smirked glancing back at him. the cold slap to your already red skin made you jump and move to bend over the bed again.
Asa wanted to play with you so much more, but he was finding the lust too much to cope with right now. Oh, but he had such plans for you. As he took his position behind you, he thought of all the toys he could buy. Canes, vibrators, belt, perhaps even pegs. There was no need to buy restraints. He had that area pretty well covered. Although as he looked at the rope on your wrists, he saw they were growing red. Maybe satin, or ribbon would do a better job. Besides, you were willingly allowing him this freedom over your body.
The mere idea of having you as his sub made his cock ache with need, and he wasn’t in the mood to tease any longer. It was hard enough while down in the basement after that kiss.
Asa places a hand on your lower back as his other guides his cock to your slit. He rubbed your entrance, coating the tip of his member in your juice before pushing inside with ease.
As he buried himself fully inside you, you let out a broken moan. He loved it.
the growl that escaped his own lips was unexpected. Asa always tried to keep quiet, fearing any noises he made were a sign of weakness. But when you moaned in response buckling back on him, he found it harder and harder to control.
He set a quick pace, his hips snapping against your own as you buried your face in the bed to hopes of stifling your moans.
A hand locked in your hair and your head was pulled back so your back arched. Letting a yelp which quickly turned into more moans. You understood. He always did try to make you moan, something with normally involved him finding a different angle or snapping his hips harder.
Ones he seemed satisfied that you got the message, his hand left your hair. Glancing back, you saw his gaze was on where you were both joined. His mouth was hanging open and his hands were on your hips.
He was still in his clothes. The black mask, leather gloves, the black sweater and trousers.
You loved it.
you felt the knot in your stomach tightening with each thrust, your orgasm approaching like a train. You couldn’t think of anything else other than the man behind you and the pleasure he was giving you. the rope dug into your skin, the cold air causing the skin on your rear to burn and the fingers digging into your side only seemed to heighten the pleasure you felt as you struggled to take breath from moans.
“Please!” You moan, throwing your head back as you feel your climax building and building.
“What?” Asa pants, slapping your ass when you didn’t reply immediately.
“Please let me cum, sir.” You moaned, unable to stop the lewd words leaving your lips as you found yourself a slave to the pleasure he was giving you.
“Now!” He growled through his teeth.
It was the last command you needed to send you off the edge in a whirlwind of pleasure. Your eyes went blury for a moment as you felt your body shake with the pleasure that shot through your veins like fire.
You moaned his name as Asa’s hands gripped your hips so hard you were sure he would leave bruises. He was unable to delay his own orgasm as he spilled himself inside you.
Your body was almost numb to any other feeling that your own pleasure. And the first thing you did feel was the binds around your wrist fall away and Asa pulled out of you.
It took you a moment to move because you were unsure if your arms would hold you up yet. Asa only had to tuck himself away and he was done, yet you need a few moments to pull yourself together. But when you did, you turned to Asa and found him staring at you.
He looked unsure of your next move, like he was preparing for you to strike him or belittle him.
You smiled, wrapping your arms around his shoulder so you could undo his mask. As you pulled it away, you kissed his lips and pulled back.
Asa let out a shuddering breath as he hunched into himself for a moment before wrapping his arms around you kissing you deeply.
When he pulled back, you saw whatever doubt in his mind had been banished as he composed himself and pulled off his gloves.
You put out your hand for them and he lays them on your palm for you to put over on the table.
“Thank you, sir.” You wink, seeing that spark of mischief you loved so much in his eyes return. You grabbed a nightgown and went to the bathroom to clean up. Asa seemed to prefer to be left alone for a moment after sex, mainly so he could change.
When you came back into the room, he had pulled on some pj bottoms and a top, never sleeping nude even in the summer heat.
He had pulled back the sheet of the bed, but waited for you to get in first. You crawled into bed and Asa joins you.
Instantly you cuddle into his chest as he lies back.
You couldn’t explain how right it felt to be in his arms like this. Or how it seemed you both just slotted into each others lives.
But the words that flooded your brain were not ones you wanted to hide right now.
“I love you, Asa.” You smile, running your hand up his chest.
“i- uh-“ Asa splutters over his word, making you sit up on your arm.
“Asa-“ You cut him off. “I told you because its how I feel. Its okay if you don’t feel the same way or cant say it now.”
You smile as he relaxes, and you put your head on his chest. His fingers come up to intertwine with your hair and massage your scalp in a soothing way.
“I do. you know that, right?” He speaks just above a whisper, as if scared someone might hear.
“I know.” You smile and glance up at him.
Leaning up, you kiss him quickly before leaning across him to turn off the side light and cuddle down for your last night in the cabin.
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When you awoke in the early hours of the morning, everything was sore. but not painful. It felt like when you sleep long and deeply and your whole body ache when you first move.
Rolling to your side, you find the bed empty which wasn't surprising. Asa was an early riser, and allowed you to sleep while he got up. Some part of you wondered if he was scared. Would he feel too vulnerable to have you wake by his side? Too domesticated?
You sat up, stretching your body before attempting to get up. You were pretty sure your legs would give in if you just rolled out of bed.
It could only be about 6 or 7am, judging by the rising sun through the trees.
Reaching to Asa's side of the bed, the covers were still slightly warm, so you weren't far behind him.
Swinging your legs out of the bed, you slipped on your slippers. As you stood, you felt a small ache in your hips, but it was gone as you stood straight and stretched your back properly. Pulling on a cardigan, you shuffle to the door.
Descending the stairs, you felt a small breeze pass through the cabin. Your eyes immediately found the front door open slightly, and you could see Asa was sitting on the porch stairs.
You paused, before leaving him and creeping to the kitchen.
Boiling the kettle, you poured him a black coffee and your own drink before taking both mugs back to the door.
Asa hadn’t heard you until you used your foot to open the door fully so you could step out.
If Arkin had still be around, he probably would have been more defensive, but he was more relaxed as he glances at you. You smile and offer him the cup, which he takes with a nod. As he turns back, you sit beside him, sipping your drink.
Despite the calm atmosphere, the woods were bursting with life. A breeze ran through the trees, ruffling the leaves and swaying small branches. Birds sang from high in the trees. It really was lovely to just sit and watch.
leaning against Asa's arm, you rested your head on his shoulder. you felt Asa glance to you, his gaze lingering for a moment before turning back and taking a sip of his coffee.
For a while, you both stayed like this, simply enjoying the morning air. Asa was deep in thought, and you didn't press him.
the cups were empty beside you, and you were beginning to think you should go get ready for the day. it was Sunday, so you would be going home today. As you planned how to pack things, Asa cleared his throat.
"I want to rebuilt my collection." He said with conviction, a definite decision he had made. But you found it strange that he said this, because you had always assumed he would rebuild it.
"Okay. If you need anything, let me know." You smiled, sitting up straight. Asa stared at the forest for a moment. he seemed so intense, as if battling an inner demon. then, in the space of a second, his eyes softened, his jaw was less tense and his forehead was no longer furrowed
"I want you to join me." He spoke with a foreign softness in his voice. it was almost as if a realisation had washed over him. "i want to rebuild my collection with you."
His words were not lost on you, nor was the importance.
Did he truly trust you enough to want you to be apart of the collectors world? sure, he had shown you things and you had helped with Arkin. but Arkin was a danger who had to be dealt with right away, and Asa didn’t have the dexterity in his hands.
Asa refused to look at you, and you saw a glimpse at the scared man who was now terrified you would reject him.
There was more to his request. this wasn't just about helping him rebuild his collection, this was almost like a proposal. because if you started helping him, there was no backing out. You would be bound to each other by the blood of victims.
But you could think of nothing better.
You leaned across and pressed a kiss to his cheek.
"I'd love to." You smile as he look at you. a smile pulls at his lips. not a smirk, but an actual smile.
Fandom: Original Work
Relationship: Alien/reader (Zar)
Request: Could you please write the reader whos been saved by some aliens and kept to watch but they end up falling for this really tall scientist alien who manages to get them to live with him? Bonus points if hes super tall
AN: be warned; this is 13 pages
To say your current predicament was unforeseeable was an understatement.
When you first joined the ship as an assistant mechanic and tech expert, you didn’t expect the ship to suffer a battering from debris, nor did you expect sever panels to be so badly damaged that they were ripped off and the majority of the crew died suddenly.
the remaining three members, all captains, had used the escape shuttle even though you had been radioing through telling them you were still alive.
well, perhaps you could have seen yourself would die in space. But you didn’t expect visitors.
They had come when you were sleeping. Sleeping was a term you had coined for passed out from exhaustion and lack of water as you tried in vain to fix your ship. But even today, you realized you had blacked out your darkest days on your own aboard the ship.
You hadn’t even awoke when they came into your room or when they carefully lifted you onto a hovering gurney that was about 3 times the length and width of you.
However, you did remember waking up in a brilliantly white room.
You opened your eyes, the lights above you so blinding that you raised your cover over your eyes. It couldn’t possibly be your ship. Although your ship was white on the first day of the mission, it had endured a lot and in the last while with limited capacity, the lights weren’t nearly as bright. No, you were somewhere new.
Sitting up, you wondered if you had been found by another country with more advanced technology than yours. The room was large, with a very tall ceiling. There wasn’t a lot within the room either. A mirror with a desk and chair directly in front of it and the bed where the only object within. You could see a very thin outline of a door on the opposite wall, but there was no handle. Getting up, you found you had to jump off the bed as it sat a foot higher than where your legs reached to while dangling off the side.
walking to the door, you found that there seemed to be no way to open it. No panel on the inside of the room, no handle, not even a sensor. While meant it was only to be opened from the outside.
You were trying to work out if you were in some sort of very realistic dream, so you pinched your arm. Nothing changed as you retreated back to the centre of the room, the mirror catching your eye.
You felt a sense of dread as you walked up to it, crawling up onto the desk so you could get closer to the mirror.
Pointing your finger, you pressed the tip of your nail to the mirror and the dread in your stomach turned to terror. There was no gap between your nail and the image reflected.
It was a two way mirror.
You were being watched.
Backing off the table, you retreated into the corner away to the right of the mirror and beside the bottom of the bed. You were sure anyone inside wouldn’t be able to see you now with the angle.
Looking around, you realized how BIG everything seemed. You felt a little like Alice in wonderland after drinking a small amount of Drink Me potion.
Or like a toddler.
Either way, you didn’t like it.
A few hours passed with you refusing to move from your position in the corner like a scared child, when suddenly you heard a low rumbling noise. On the wall opposite the mirror and by the head of the bed started to shift as a door opened. It swung open slowly and with precision.
You kept your distance until it had fully opened and you could see into the next room. You were surprised to find a bathroom. Pushing yourself off the wall, you ventured to the door, peering around. This was more closer to your own sizing with a toilet and sink. There was a large cubical which you assumed was a shower but you didn’t want to risk checking it.
Instead, you walked up to the sink and ran the tap before letting out a yelp and staggering back. The liquid, while flowed like water, was a greenish yellow colour.
Backing out of the room, you couldn’t help but feel panicked.
another low sound made you jump and spin around. This time, it came from the mirror.
“It is okay. You can use the liquid.” A voice stumbled over a mic. You noticed a few small slits just above the mirror. Mics and speakers perhaps?
the person who spoke didn’t sound comfortable at all. Much like someone who knows a little bit of a foreign language but is repeating after someone else.
“No, thank you.” You answered, your own voice croaked. It had been so long since you spoke to someone that even the faceless voice was comforting.
“you need to drink.” The voice said with a bit more authority, as if more relaxed now you had spoken.
“Who are you?” you asked, walking to stand in front of the mirror, your eyes looking around the edges for any sigh of who was behind the glass.
There was silence for a moment.
“How did you know where we were?” It, he, asked, his voice smooth and deep. But one word caught your attention.
“we?” you breath as you edge towards the corner you had taken solitude in for the last little while.
Suddenly, the mirror was no longer reflecting you, and you couldn’t have prepared yourself for what it showed.
Behind the glass was something you had never seen before.
4 aliens.
All watching you closely.
There was a desk in front, and one alien sat at that, a microphone on the table along with several larger pieces of paper with scribbles on them. The creatures were tall, easily reaching 8 or 9 foot and were humanoid for the most part. They had four eyes, two on either side of their faces. One set sat where human eyes might sit, but the second set sat about an inch higher and wider apart. The lower set were one colour (the one sittings were a blueish green) with black slits with the top set of eyes were jet black. Their skin was a greyish green colour with the skin darkening around their hair line. If you could call it a hair line. What looked like flesh-like dreadlocks fell from every one of their heads some longer than others. You tried to take in more and the more you looked the more you noticed. Like the small antennas protruding from their foreheads. Or the fact their sets of eyes blinked independently of the upper or lower set.
They all looked at you, calmly, waiting for you to take it all in.
You knew you should say something, but the first thing that came to mind came out your mouth without filter.
“I didn’t see that coming.” You mumble, feeling like you were staring as you drop your gaze for a moment before looking back up.
The alien sitting at the desk seemed to be chuckling. It leaned back and spoke to the others who joined in before writing something down.
It suddenly dawned on you that you were being studied. You were an alien to them.
You felt very exposed and variable as you tried to figure out a next more or even what to do.
“do not worry. You wont be hurt.” The voice said, and you looked up to see the alien who was sitting speaking into the microphone. He was the one who had been speaking to you before.
All you could do was nod. Of course, you didn’t trust that sentence, but it was the only thing you had.
“sit down.” He told you, gesturing with a large hand to the chair in front of the mirror. He didn’t speak with an air of aggression or anger, so you followed his direction. The chair was a little heavy for you to pull out, but you managed and climbed up. You could easily sit on it with your legs crossed in the chair.
“We apologies for the furnishings. We had limited time to set it up for you when we found you.” He spoke into the mic, obviously having seen your small struggle.
“Its okay. Beats dying floating about in space.” You shrug a little, almost curling into yourself as you tried to find comfort. At least you could communicate with someone. It had been a while since you had had a proper conversation.
You saw one of the standing leans over to the sitting one and mumble something. You thought that maybe, if these species have genders similar to humans, the sitting one was male (from his voice) along with one of the standing, the other two being female. Their eyes seemed a lot bigger with eyelashes as their faces looked slimmer and more feminine, yet they appeared to be taller than the males. Although you didn’t have a clue.
The sitting one leaned into the mic.
“What happened?” He asked, causing you to tilt your head to the side in confusion.
You saw an immediate reaction from them. Their shoulders dropped and one of the females mimicked you while the rest smiled. It reminded you of how humans might respond to a puppy. Did they think you were cute?
Leaning back into the mic, he clarified with a soft smile.
“To the ship. When we found you, you were alone. Were there other humans aboard? What happened to the panelling in some section? How did you survive so long?” He rattled off some leading questions.
You explained about the accident, about the captains leaving you, and that you had been using the rations and trying to fix things. You saw their antennas move as if responding to you. Like someone raising their eyebrows (something they didn’t seem to have).
Once you finished, the standing male spoke, but the mic wasn’t on so you didn’t hear anything. When the others agreed, the sitting one realized your confusion.
“It’s a good thing we found you when we did. You narrowly missed a Zargone ship.” He told you.
“Zargone?” You asked.
“A species not know for valuing other forms of life. You would have been killed the second they saw you.” He told you, and you couldn’t help the shiver than ran down your spine. You had been lucky.
“Oh.” You breathed, wrapping your arms around yourself.
“are you cold?” He suddenly asked, concern in his voice as you looked back up and shook your head. You were actually rather warm. It was a comfortable warm in the room.
Some discussion followed that you couldn’t hear before he leaned back in to speak to you.
“We are towing your ship, but I don’t think the higher ups will allow it for much longer. The ship is unrepairable. Unfortunately, I am not as fluent in reading your language as writing. Can you draw?” You nodded. He hadn’t asked if you could draw well, but you could doddle. “Draw some items that you wish us to retrieve from your ship for you. Write the names next to them, although I’ll probably not be able to read them.”
You nodded to show you understood. And then the light was turned off suddenly and you were left staring back at your own puzzled reflection.
“Wait!” You leaned forward and knocked on the window. You instantly regretted it as the light came back on and you saw the one who had been sitting was now standing. They were all staring down at you.
“Are you going to experiment on me?” You asked, narrowing your eyes a little and tilting your head.
The one who had been sitting stared at you for a moment before smiling as he sat back down.
“No, I told you that we wouldn’t hurt you.” He assured you as you sat back.
“Are you going to kill me and then experiment on me?” You questioned further, although now you were having a little bit of fun despite the situation. He smiled and chucked.
“That would still require hurting you.” He tilted his head to the side and shook it slightly, his tendrils falling over his shoulders.
“Ah touche.” You nodded. “You can go now. I wont annoy you any more.” You nod to where you assumed the door was in mirror with the one in your room.
“No, its fine. Knock on the glass if you need anything.” He reaches forward and taps on it with a long finger.
“Okay. Goodbye.” You awkwardly wave, and one of the females waves back with a big smile that takes you by surprise.
You couldn’t help but smile because she seemed rather cute while the other rolled her eyes and the light was shut off again, leaving you to stare at your reflection.
Sighing to yourself, you felt drained and mentally exhausted as you stayed sitting in the chair for a few moment. Well, at least they seemed easy to get along with, which would make this easier.
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You ended up going back to the bed for a couple of hours. You were still exhausted and felt the weight of your situation hit you. The lights dimmed when you crawled into bed, and when you awoke and rose, they brightened the room.
You had given them a reasonable list of items, you awoke to find everything you had had in your personal quarters in your room.
Blinking, you saw all your thing piled in the corner by what you had assumed to be the main door.
There was also an addition to your room, in the form of a large closet.
Getting to your feet, you padded over and opened it up. Inside was shelves down the right hand side with the left having a rail. You noticed that the hole the rail was in had been newly drilled. The top half of the cupboard was inaccessible to you, so had they moved everything down to your height.
You felt yourself smile a little. It was strange, but they didn’t have to do this for you. They could have said this was your room and you didn’t need anything else. But they clearly wanted you to be comfortable. Well, as comfortable as you could be.
You wanted to know so much more than you could put into words. You wanted to know about them, about their species, about the others out there, where you were, how far was earth, where did they live.
Your eyes turned to the mirror. Walking up to it, you decided it couldn’t help to try.
“Are you there?” You sat in front of the mirror on the chair, which incidentally now had a soft cushion on it.
The light switched on, showing you that now there was only one alien left. The same one who had been sitting.
“Do you have a name?” You asked.
“Name?” He repeated, reminding you that your language wasn’t his first. It was strange, considering he seemed to speak so fluently. “im afraid your kind might not be able to pronounce it.”
“Try me.” You pull your foot up to the chair so you can hug your legs to your body.
He leans into the microphone and the noise that comes from his mouth was not one you could repeat. It sounded like a mixture of hisses the odd letter-like sound.
You stare at the table with determination.
A chuckle comes over the speaker, that was so human-like you had to look up to make sure he was still an alien.
“I heard a ‘Zar’.” You offer.
“You may call me Zar.” He nods with a smile.
From then on, you and Var seemed to get along brilliantly.
He seemed to respect you, and saw you as a living thing. You gave him information about your kind and he returned with his own happily, which were called Kren in his translation.
You came up with names for the others as well. There were 4 who were in charge of your safety, with Zar seeming to be the lead. Vee was a tall female Kren who seemed to constantly be concerned with you. If you sneezed or coughed, she was on to Zar who would appear at the window with a roll of his eyes and ask if you were okay. She was actually incredibly scary at first. She stands with her arms crossed, glaring at you. But Zar assures you that it is the way most parents and caretakers look after younger family members in their kind. You found it sweet, although she could probably break your arm with the bare minimum of her strength.
Non was the other female who had waved back at you on the first day and who loved playing games with you. She now had a stack of card in their ‘observatory’ and you on the desk so that you could both play Go Fish when she was bored. You were in the process of teaching her 21 and she had a sheet of all the numbers and in a way she could translate them. In return, she was teaching you a Kren game, which involved a set of 121 ‘cards’ with different Kren symbols on them. In order to win, you had to arrange them in a pattern that allows someone with a pen to cross a line across 10 without hitting any of the symbols lines. You still didn’t quite understand it, but she was happy to help. She also enjoyed riddles and jokes, but most of the time you both needed to explain why a joke is funny.
Jah was the last male. He had a deep fascination with myths and legends. He would sit with you for hours asking about everything from the minotaur to bloody Mary to the loch ness monster. You learned not to get him talking about his own unless Zar wasn’t going to be busy for a few hours.
Since Zar was the only one to speak fluently in your language, he acted as a translator, although he would have fun. Like when Vee would worry and he would translate something along the lines of “is the human okay?” to “is the human who has been okay the last hundred sneezes still okay?” without them knowing. Unless you laughed in which case she would pull on his tendrils.
The tendrils on top of their head seemed to be the best name for them. Zar told you that they were simply decorative, but some take great pride in them. And they can move a little but not much.
You explained about your hair, especially after Non asked how you had a plait in your hair.
As strange as it was, you were happy. Not fully satisfied with your situation, but happy. They were good to you, and you felt like you found some genuine friends in them, even if it was their job to be nice to you. but they went above and beyond to make you happy and content. Even Zar, who admitted that his kind sleep for 10-12 hours straight, would come back to you after only 9 hours to make sure you slept well. It wasn’t just checking in, but felt like genuine concern.
and after the hell on your last ship, you welcomed the kindness.
In truth, you grew to like Zar the most out of the others. He was funny, and very sweet. You hated the glass that always separated you from him. because it stood as a reminder that nothing could ever happen. Even if he was okay with you being human, you compared your situation to that of an alien caught on earth. You would never leave this cell, but there are worse situations to be in.
They let you change the cell, and even added a little curtain so you could get privacy from the mirror if you wanted. Zar confessed they had been taken aback that you had figured out so quickly about the mirror being two way, and originally the plan had been to observe you for a few day and see how you responded. But they quickly decided against it when you figured it out because they knew that the best thing to do was to respect your intelligence and not pretend that there wasn’t anyone there.
You found out there were others on the ship. Not humans, but other species. Some were intelligent and some that were simply animals they wanted to research. You were simply there because they rescued you. you weren’t going to be experiments on, simply kept safe. Although you teased Zar by saying things like if you won a round of cards with Non that it meant they couldn’t experiment on you for a week.
It became an inside joke – if a kind of morbid one.
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You woke to the darkness of your cell, but there was something big going on beyond the door. A loud whirling sound that seemed to be an alarm was accompanied by commands in a foreign language to you.
And a roar.
Sitting bolt up in your bed, you stared at the door, seeing there was a very faint red light that had penetrated the small gaps around where they gave you food and items through the door.
More commands were shouted, and heavy footsteps ran past your door.
A loud thud made you jump and scramble out your bed and into the corner like a child. The lights didn’t come on automatically which worried you.
“Zar? Zar?!” You called out, glancing to the window which was only just visible in the darkness.
No answer came, so you creped along the wall to reach and knock on the window.
“Zar? Non? Vee?!” You called out, hoping someone would respond. Like the light would come on and they would appear, telling you that everything was fine.
But Nothing.
Another roar, like an angry animal, filled the room and you covered your ears. Normally there was no noise from outside your room at all, apparent from when they opened the compartment in the door.
And yet you could hear this creature as through it were right beside you.
Loud footsteps bounded down the corridor outside your room until you heard a sound similar to nails on a chalkboard. Or claws on a metal floor. And it sounded like it stopped just outside your room.
You held your breath, moving your hands to cover your mouth in hopes to stifle any sound as the room fell into silence for a brief moment.
The thud that shifted your door nearly off the wall took you by such surprise that you screamed out. And the second one made the door fly off and land just in front of you.
The sight of the creature that was bathed in the red lights from outside was unlike anything you had seen.
Unlike Zar, who’s species had human-like features, this creature was unlike any creature you had ever seen, human or otherwise.
the closest thing you could say it looked like was a rhino, but much bigger, and with paws on its feet with massive claws.
most of its face seemed to be mouth. No.
Teeth.
Small pig like eyes were dotted either side of its bulbous head, but they didn’t move while it lulled its head from side to side. It sounded like it was smelling something with the large nostrils that looked like those of a hippos.
You stood still as a statue as it took a step into the room. another. And another before it started to stalk to your bed.
Its snout buried in your sleeping covered before its jaw snapped at the material and it shook its head violently.
You looked to the door, which now had a clear path if you ran over the door. And as it dropped the bedding, you took no chances.
Your first move was small, tiptoeing forward as you kept eyes on the creature to see if it noticed your movement.
Instead it sniffed up to the pillowed of your bed.
When you were hallway to the door, its head snapped to the corner you had been in. And it charged at it.
You ran full speed out of the room, grabbing onto the doorframe so you could turn the corner quickly.
A loud snarl told you it had heard you but you didn’t dare looked back.
The red lights and warning siren was enough to deal with as you spirited along long corridors which were a blur. You heard it turn every corner and slide into the wall occasionally.
Your bare feet provided better grip against slipping on the ground as you just tried to outrun the thing.
Rounding a corner, you looked back to see if it was gaining on you and turned back just in time to find a wall.
It was a dead end.
You tried to stop but you slammed into the wall, although thankfully not at full force.
twisting around quickly, you stayed pressed against the wall as the creature came running down the corridor. Again, it lost its footing on the marble-like floors and crashed into the wall.
It let out a wail of pain like a pig but louder before standing back up.
It seemed to have injured the legs of the side that had collided with the wall, because when it tried to run again, they buckled.
You pushed yourself along the wall and into the corner. But its stature was so big and the corridor were narrow enough that you would be lucky to run past it without it noticing.
Tears were streaming down your face as you stood there, shaking and waiting for this thing to charge you and kill you.
The siren sounded like it was inside your skull, the red lights bathing the creature in red and it seemed like something from hell.
It stumbled to its feet and prowled down the corridor, sniffing at the air before its head snapped towards you. A growl left its mouth as it charged. You screamed and closed your eyes.
And then there was a loud zap and more screeching from the animal.
Opening your eyes, you saw it writhing on the ground as it seemed to disintegrate into a large pile of black ash.
Looking up past it, you saw 8 Kren in rows of two, with guns.
And they were pointing at you.
Your eyes widened as you tried to let out a plea that you weren’t a danger but they couldn’t speak your language.
They jogged past the body and raised their guns, all aiming at you.
And there was nothing you could do.
“No, no, no.” You whimpered, pressing yourself as hard as you could against the wall and closing your eyes tightly.
Until voices that you recognised shouts as they hurtled around the corner.
Zar and Vee raced forward, parting the guards as Vee snarled at one, grabbing the gun and pushing it down so it wasn’t pointed at you. the other guards followed as she started to snap in her native language at them. You didn’t know what she was saying, but she was angry.
Zar cautiously approached you.
“Are you hurt?” He asked but you shrunk away from him out of pure instinct.
This was the first time you had seen any of them without glass between you.
He was so tall, and your fight of flight senses were still gnawing at the back of your mind.
Zar paused when he saw you flinch, re-evaluating his approach. He slowly took a few steps closer to you before ducking down and kneeling on one knee in front of you, his top set of eyes now in line with your own.
“Did it hurt you?” He askes more specifically this time, but before you could answer, you noticed something.
His bottom set of eyes moved independently from his top, seeming to glance over you to check for any injuries while this top set stayed focused on your face.
It was such an odd thing, and you had never noticed it before.
It… calmed you.
You couldn’t describe how, or even why. You were still shaking, and tears were still fresh in your eyes and on your cheeks. But you couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle.
“I didn’t know your eyes could do that.” your voice was barely over a whisper, but the fact you spoke seemed to calm Zar down a bit as his shoulders relaxed and he let out a breathy chuckle.
“Do what?” He asked, his features seeming to soften.
“Move your eyes independently from each other.” You nod to his face, as he looked up the top set and down with the other and you laughed.
Vee appeared beside Zar, but she didn’t kneel like Zar. She spoke quickly to Zar, who responded and she relaxed. You assumed she was checking if you were okay, before turning back and starting on the guard again and then they dispersed.
Zar stood up, glancing at Vee and saying something. She cocked her head to one side, glanced at you, then seemed to agree with whatever he had said with a shrug and nod.
You pushed yourself off the wall, glancing back at it because you had been pressing yourself so hard against the surface that you might have left a dent. Or bruised yourself- that seemed like the more likely option.
“I apologize. For everything.” Zar turns back to you, his head low. “Your cell is now out of commission. However, I can take you to my home so you may rest.”
“Your… home?” You blink. “They would let you take me home?”
This seemed strange. If it were the other way around, you knew for a fact the government wouldn’t let you take an alien to live like a pet or roommate.
“It is not their decision.” His answer didn’t entirely sooth your doubts, but you nodded.
As you took a step towards him, you found him to be shorter than the others. He still towered over you, but he was a good half a foot shorter than Vee, and the guard that remain at the end of her fire tongue were taller than him even when slouched in submission to her.
“I wouldn’t want to be them.” You mumbled as Zar started to walk with you by his side.
“They had their weapons pointed at you. they are lucky she hasn’t be-headed them.” Zar spoke back in a low voice, but the humour wasn’t unmissed as he guided you away from the dead end and past the beasts body. You paused, looking to the parts that still remained of it, but Zar stepped in between you and it and continued to guide you away.
The red lights suddenly changed, and you found the entire hallway felt like it had changed. It was white, like your room, with high ceilings and very sterile walls, like the ones you find in a hospital.
It was a maze of hallways, some with consoles that were abandoned.
As he guided you down one corridor, you saw the open cell. The one you had been in.
Your eyes fell to the floor, where the obvious claw markings were deep and fresh. Zar, again, tried to provide a blockage for your view from the room but you managed to peak past, seeing the damage to the outside where the doorframe had buckled in.
“I will get your things at a later point. lets focus on getting you to a safe place where you can relax.” Zar seemed to read your mind, and you were thankful for it as it helped you walk past your old cell.
You didn’t run into any of his kind on the way to his home.
the white walls soon changed to a duck egg blue, which made it feel more like a place where people live rather than just a lab.
You knew the ship was far more than just some glorified lab.
“Its so quiet.” You mumbled, almost getting the feeling of a ghost town as you walked by a console with a half eaten fruit that you had once seen Zar eating.
“Everyone was told to return to their rooms. There will not be a safety call till the body has been destroyed.” Zar informed you.
“I don’t know if you can destroy a body more than those weapons did.” You shrug, your attention drawn to a door which was open. You only saw inside briefly, but judging by the large tables and chairs, and half eaten food, it was some kind of break room.
Zar chuckled at your comment.
“I am afraid I am taking you a longer route. As there is something I wish to show you.” He confessed, peaking your curiosity. But you weren’t left in the dark for long.
As you turned a corner, you were now in a large room, with a large window.
The room had several rows of benches that went up like a cinemas chairs do. but the window provided the most amazing view.
The ship must have been passing a world, but the colours were simply stunning.
Dark purples and blues intertwined on the surface of the world, as several rings surrounded it.
Even on your ship, you barley ever saw out of the window which was in the main control room. Only first officers and the captain could use it.
But this seemed to be accessible to everyone, considering a break room was only around the corner.
You left Zars side to go up to the glass. He let you stand for a few minutes, watching the small movements of the planets rings. You saw him approach in glass, signalling that it was time to move on for now.
You kept your eyes on the window until you had left the room.
but only two of three turns bought you to a corridor with several doors and small boxes on the wall beside them.
Zar lead you to one about half way down and on the right.
the box flashed up with green keys which he punched in a code or numbers (you didn’t know), and the door opened.
He stepped to the side to allow you to enter first.
the room was in the shape of a semi circle, with 3 door around the walls.
It was obvious Zar had sectioned off his room for different purposes, given the desk and chair on one side, and the large sofa which curved with the walls.
you stepped inside, followed by Zar.
“Im afraid I need to leave you here. I will get you food and I need to review the security footage to see exactly what happened. There was some human books in that section.” Zar pointed to the sofa, but you only frowned in confusion.
“Section?” You asked, looking up at him.
“Oh, of course.” He scolded himself as he walked over to the side of the sofa. He pressed his hand against the wall and gave a small swipe to the right.
The wall slide open to reveal compartments inside them. You let out a ‘wow’, because it meant the whole room must have those compartments hidden.
As Zar had said, there were human book in a pile.
“Thankfully, we aren’t too different, so the only thing you have to deal with is the height difference.” He motions to the couch and then to the room beside the desk, which you assumed to be the bathroom.
You nodded, but something was gnawing in your mind.
“You trust me here?” You ask, stepping from one foot to the other.
“Yes.” Zar said with such conviction that it made you smile. “if you are tired, you may lie down. Here.”
He showed you to the door in the middle of the room, and it zipped up to allow you to step through. Except you found yourself having to step up on to something soft.
The room which was a lot smaller than the first was an oval in shape. From its furthest away points, it was still a decent sized room. And the whole floor seemed to be a bed, with a large pile of blankets in the corner.
“You sleep in here?” You asked, grinning.
“Yes. Why… why are you smiling?” He asked, ducking down as if to check he had seen your facial features right.
“This is a kids dream. The floor is made from a mattress?” You looked up at him.
“This is standard issue for our homes. It keeps our sleeping quarters to minimum size.” He explains. To be fair, with his height he would need a bed that was a least 13 foot by 7 foot. And with the strange room shape and height, then it made more sense. plus, if he were to have a mate in here with him, then the size would need to be bigger.
“There are plenty of blankets. Im afraid we will have to share the space for now, but you are so small that should be a problem. Unless you are uncomfortable?” The last part of his sentence seemed to be something he had only just thought of as he looked to you.
But you shook your head.
Honestly, you would rather sleep in a room with someone you trusted than on your own tonight. And you wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to stay with Zar.
He smiled, evidently relieved as the two of you came out of the bedroom.
He disappeared into the third room and came back out with a fruit you had eaten before. It was about the size of an apple, but a lot sweeter. Zar made sure you were comfy on the couch before he left.
You flicked through the books, but didn’t read anything. Instead, the lure of sleeping on a floor made out of mattress was too tempting, and your body was so tired from the chase.
You opened the door by the switch you had seen Zar use and decided to leave it open. The room was in the dark, but the light from the living space was more than enough to see.
Crawling to the side to the left of the door in hopes that if Zar did get back before you woke, he wouldn’t step on you, you found the blankets and quickly found you loved it.
Settling down, you quickly fell asleep.
You were being chased again. It never stopped. Every hallway lead to another and to another. You could hear the creatures roar from behind you.
Oh god, it was never going to stop. It was gaining on you.
You were startled away in the darkness of the room.
“[y/n]?” Zars voice along with a hand on either shoulder had awoke you.
It took you a moment to remember everything that had happened before.
“Im awake.” Was the only thing you could say.
“bad dream?” He asked, his hand retreating from your arm. He knew about them. His kind only dreamt when on what you assumed to be like a high. He had found it interesting at the start, until you told him about nightmares. Those seemed to terrify him and the others.
“Yes, about that thing. Im sure its just because its still fresh in my mind.” You sat up, your body shaking once against despite the warmth of the room.
“How do your kind comfort each other?” Zar asked, and you heard a slight pause after he said ‘how’.
“What?” You frown into the darkness, unsure why he would be asking such a question.
“You’re shaking. How would a human comfort you?” He asks again, and you weren’t sure if he could see you in the darkness or if he had just felt it when he woke you.
“I don’t know. It depends. Most hug each other, but some people-“ You were cut off when arms wrapped around you. they were so long that they easily enclosed you in his gasp.
You gasped from surprise, but quickly melted into his arm, your head on his chest.
It had been so long since you had been touched, since you had felt a warm embrace. Closing your eyes, your whole body relaxed and the same relief that had calmed you early seemed to return.
You didn’t remember dozing in and out of sleep, until you felt Zar moving. Part of you wanted to retreat back and apologize, but his touch wasn’t something you could voluntarily leave unless asked to.
But it seemed Zar had not planned on letting you go.
He lay down, with you now lying by his size and still cuddled into his chest. For some reason, this felt so much more intimate.
“Thank you.” You whispered into the darkness.
---time skip -----
The next morning, you awoke to the most peculiar feeling. Something was tapping on your forehead. It was a feather light touch, just above your eyebrows. You opened your eyes and immediate came ace to face with Zar.
He seemed to still be fast asleep. The soft purr-like hum coming from his chest certainly made you think so. But his antennas on his forehead were tapping against your own forehead.
The gesture made you think of when someone’s lying next to you and their hand is moving up and down your arm despite them nearly being asleep. It was comforting, if not a little strange.
You had slept well and although you were sure you had dreamed something pleasant, you couldn’t remember it. for the first time since you had left earth, you woke up feeling refreshes and well rested.
Your head was rested on Zars arm, while his other was draped around your waist. You felt a little strange in his embrace, only because of such a drastic height different. But you didn’t want it to end.
your hand was on his chest before you even realized what you were doing, the warmth of his body radiating through the jumper-like material he wore to bed.
It was nice to see him more relaxed like this.
You managed to drift off until the tapping stopped and you opened your eyes to see both sets of Zars eyes blinking awake.
You sat up first, not wanting to make things awkward.
“You slept well. Nearly 10 hours since I returned.” He commented as he stood up and looked at a strange device on the wall that you assumed to be like a clock.
“You’re nice and warm.” You shrug as you stretched, not noticing Zar smile as he left the room.
You followed him soon after and found him in the living area, with a plate of food already ready for you on the sofa. Thankfully, there was record of what humans can eat from previous accounts, so your diet was pretty good.
“Did you find out what happened?” You asked as you picked up a cracker and started to eat while sitting on the sofa by the plate.
“Yes, the creature breached our lower cell because it targeted the weakest part of the room; the door. I’ll have the heads of the guards who put it in there without a restrain.” He snarled, making you laugh.
“I wasn’t restrained when I came in.” You pointed out.
“I don’t mean to offend, but we knew humans couldn’t get out of the rooms by brute force. And we know that kind can.” He shook his head and continued to stand in the middle of the room.
You wondered why he had come to bed when he obviously had so much to think about. But then again, he might have just been checking on you the night before.
“The creature seemed to want you specifically. Vee thinks that maybe human is something they cant resist, as there was a report done a few years back where one went inside and tried to break through walls to get to a human. We hadn’t known that the recent recon had bought back it today, otherwise we would have killed it upon arrival.” Zar paced. “Everyone’s pretty impressed that you managed to escape your room and nearly out run the thing. But how did it know where you were so quickly?” he mumbled the last part to himself.
“It could smell me.” You mumbled, pulling your feet up on the sofa so you could pull your knees to your chest.
“How do you..?” Zar asked, not finishing his sentence as he tried to think of the answer himself.
“It came into my room and went for my bed. I moved and it went to where I had been.” You explained you reasoning.
“Yes, that would make sense. the guards were moving some of the items we had taken from your old ship to storage. It must have gotten the smell from that.” He hummed in thought. Again, he seemed lost in his own thoughts, distracted by something.
“Are you okay?” You sat up straight and crossed your legs as you watched him.
“May I ask you something?” He looks at you, confusion in his eyes.
You almost thought of being a wide-ass and saying something along the lines of “you just did” but this was not the time. so you simply nodded. “You asked for me.”
“Huh?” you didn’t quite understand. Firstly because he didn’t ask a question, and secondly because you didn’t know what he was talking about.
“When you woke, you asked for me when you came to the window.” He tried to clarify.
“I always ask for you.” You point out. Even though a handful of others could speak your language, you preferred him.
“Why?” He finally asks the question.
“Because I trust you.” you almost find it strange you have to explain. You were closest to him out of all those you see, and when you want to talk, you ask for him. plus you were sharing a room with him.
The smile that breaks across his face is so full of happiness and joy that you couldn’t help but smile back.
“You have no idea how happy that makes me.” He places a fist on his chest.
But it raises your own question, and this seemed like the best time you would get to ask such things.
“what am I to you?” You ask, unable to look him in they eyes as you spoke. “Am I a pet, a prisoner, an experiment?”
“None.” The answer made you look up at him. “I don’t know what you are to me. But I must tell you that I care more for you than I have for anyone before. You are far more than a pet, or a prisoner. At first, you confused me, and intrigued me. More than any other creature in this universe, of my own species and others. I found myself unable to stop thinking about you, and I enjoyed your company. But I recognised that I am in a position of power over you. The day you were attacked was the day that myself and my team put forward a case for your release to within the confines of the ship, so that you would be as free as you can be for now. To make your own choices.”
You were silent for a moment, the information seeming like it was too much for you to comprehend.
“Im… Im free?” You ask, unsure if you understood correctly.
“Yes. We are due to dock on our home planet soon, where there is a whole society of different species who would gladly welcome a new comer, if that would be your wishes. Or you could stay with us. My understand is that your mechanical skills could be of great use and you would have your own home.” Zar spoke a little too quickly in the last sentence.
“Do YOU want me to stay?” You stand up and stepped closer to him so you were now directly in front of him, waiting for his answer with bated breath. He took a knee in front of you.
“Yes.” He breathed, bending down enough for his antennas to tap on your forehead.
You couldn’t help but smile.
“Is this a form of affection.” You ask, your eyes darting to antennas, which immediately stop as Zar’s eyes widened.
“Well, yes, it is. but it’s a little more… whats the word?” He hummed the last part more to himself as he seemed flustered.
“Intimate?” You offered, and he immediately nodded.
“Intimate.” He repeated.
You decided to take a plunge.
“Well, we do this.” You leaned up and pressed your lips to his own, unsure if it was a side by side comparison to the antenna tapping or if it was even something they did.
With his face so close to your own, his antennas seemed to wind themselves into the hair at your hairline. Perhaps they would normally interwind with their partners.
As you pulled back for air, you noticed Zar looking at the floor for a moment, before his top set of eyes darted up to you as his other set closed.
“W-we do that too.” As he spoke, a soft smile appeared on his face, and his skin seemed to darken around his neck.
You couldn’t help but beam at him as you reach up to cup his cheeks so you could nuzzle your nose against his own in an eskimo kiss. He chuckled at the gesture, his arms wrapping around your waist. Your fingers run up and you touch the tendrils on his head, earning a small shiver and soft groan from Zar.
Your hands immediately begin to retreat for fear of overstepping your boundaries. But Zar just chuckles, pulling you close again.
“They are sensitive.” He confesses, a small smiling playing on his lips.
“I think we have a lot of experimenting to do.” You giggle, enjoying his embrace as he chuckles.
Fandom: Wrong turn
Characters: Sawtooth, One Eye, Three Finger
Relationships: Sawtooth/reader, One eye/reader, three finger/reader
Request: Can I please get the Hilliker brother's reaction for s/o making their first kill
The victim was about to kill Three Finger. He was raising the axe over his head, about to bring it down onto Three Fingers exposed neck as he struggled to push himself off the ground.
You didn’t think – you couldn’t. The other 2 were on their way, only around the corner, but you were right behind the man. Grabbing the knife that had been dropped, you ran forward and stabbed it into the side of his neck.
The gargle and splutter was only just audible about the clatter of the axe that dropped from his hands.
he reached up, trying to pull the knife out, but you gripped it with both hands and pushed it deeper before yanking it out. The blood spirted from the wound, catching your hands as he fell to the floor.
Sawtooth: Sawtooth felt a rush of pride and lust at seeing you kill. His head was high, his chest puffed out as he walked up to the body and gave it a jerk with his foot. When no response came, his eyes moved slowly to you, the smirk on his lips unmissable.
When he notices your hands were shaking and you looked like a deer caught in headlights, he would walk up to you. the knife was still tightly clutched in your hands, and he was a little scared you might hurt yourself. So he pries it away. When that doesn’t draw your attention to him, he grunts. As you look up at him, he gives you a sharp nod, a sign of a good job before going to the body and ramming the knife in its head to make sure the deed was done and dragging it away.
Sawtooth quickly decided that he likes watching you kill. You were normally so submissive, and he enjoyed being dominate in the bedroom. But something about seeing you dominate another life made his stomach turn in a familiar rush of lust.
Three Finger: Despite nearly being killed, Three Fingers jumps to his feet full of life. He laughs at Sawtooth dragging the body away, managing to get a kick in before bouncing over to you. He reaches out and takes you bloodied hand. You were still in shock that you didn’t quite register as he raises your fingers to his mouth and licked the blood off one before kissing you. You kiss back, desperate for the affection despite the blood.
A grunt from Sawtooth told One Eye he had to help clean up, earning a huff from the brother. He wanted to just stay with you but he leaves. From then on, he decides he likes having you around for the kills. You were in shock, which wasn’t something he was used to. But you had been when they were younger and first cut open a body. He would just need to desensitise you to it. He couldn’t wait to have you out on a chase with him. It would make it so much more entertaining and fun.
One Eye: He would be more worried. What if this changes you? He loved you no matter what, but what if this was too much. You were normally so distant from the kills, and he made sure to keep you safe as much as possible. But what if this made you want to leave? Or worse.
He would hesitate before coming to see you, letting Three Finger cackle away and sawtooth grunt with approval. You were just staring at your fingers, which had blood on them. He didn’t recognise the look in your eyes, until you blinked and he saw a flash of fear.
One Eye pulled off his coat as he walked over to you before placing it over your hands and rubbing them clean (well, as clean as he could get them without water.
You jumped, looking up at him with big, scared eyes. But One Eye simply smiled warmly at you, and you felt the calmness rush over you. He guided you back to the wash room, and took care of cleaning your hands. One Eye would shower you with love, especially when he saw how the kill effected you. the others wouldn’t understand it, and honestly neither did One Eye. But he was keen to keep you by his side, and if that meant desensitising you to kills, he was happy for Three Finger to show you.
Fandom: Wrong Turn
Characters: Sawtooth, One Eye, Three Finger
Relationship: Sawtooth/reader, One eye./reader, three finger/reader
Request: can you write First kiss with the hiliker brothers scenario ( I hope I spelled their last name right)
Sawtooth: You didn’t know what you were more angry about. The fact you found out that Sawtooth had been hurt by the trail of blood or the fact that he was fighting you about seeing to his wounds.
“Im not playing! Sit down so I can make sure you don’t bleed to death.” You ran after him, grabbing his arm and digging your heels into the ground. It made little difference as he yanked his arm forward so quickly that you stumbled and lost your footing. Tumbling to the floor, you gritted your teeth as you looked up and saw Sawtooth already hallways along the corridor.
Scrambling to your feet, your sprinted after him.
“We can do this the easy way or the hard way. I will follow you around all day, getting under your feet and in your way and then when you pass out on your bed, I’ll see to the wound. Or you could stop being such a stubborn mule and let me see to it now.” You called as you approached, seeing his fists tighten.
Sawtooth stopped as he weighed his options. You could see he was irritated, but you didn’t back down.
A low snarl told you he had made his decision, but you weren’t sure what that was as he walked into a side room. You followed and saw him sit down on a red couch. He leaned forward and pulled up the left leg of his trousers, showing you the wound.
It was a gash that ran about 5 inches vertically with a slight angle. It was about 2 inches below his knee cap, and on the outside of his leg. Someone had swiped at him with a knife and got it.
It wasn’t a bad injury, considering some the other came back with and struggled off. But it could get worse.
“Wait here!” You gasp, rushing from the room to grab your first aid kit. You were glad you kept some stashed across the hospital.
When you came back, Sawtooth was slouched back on the couch, his injured leg stuck out in front of him.
You knelt beside him, seeing to the injury. Cleaning the skin and wrapping it in bandage was easy, but getting him to keep on top of it would be harder. You were just thankful that your stitching skill were not required, although it was easy on the brother because they don’t feel pain.
Looking up at Sawtooth, you cleaned your hands on a towel before standing up.
He was looking out the window, deep in thought.
Taking the moment, you reach out and cup his cheek, guiding his gaze back to you. You were surprised he didn’t yank away from your touch, as he normally preferred to be in control.
“You need to take better care of yourself. I know you think you’re invinsible, but youre not. We rely on you, and you’re not much good if you’re 6 feet under. Your brothers need you. I need you.” You whisper the last part, unsure if he would catch the deeper meaning of your words. You run your thumb across his skin, your eyes trailing down to his disformed lips.
In hopes of conveying your words, you lean forward, pressing your lips against his own. He allowed you to kiss him, but seemed unsure of how to respond to the affection.
You were about to pull back when you felt hands grip your waist and you were pulled down to straddle his lap. Smiling into the kiss, you were glad he didn’t want to break away. You swiped your tongue across his lower lip, pressing your whole body against him before he allowed you pull back for a breath. His hands kept you on his lap in a vise-like grip.
“Tell you what,” You smile as you try to control yourself from diving back for another kiss. “Promise me you won’t be so reckless, and I’ll give you as much affection as you want.” You run your hand down his neck and you saw a shiver run through the massive man.
A grunt and nod sealed the deal but, much to his displeasure, you managed to slip off his lap and out his grasp.
A low, warning growl left Sawtooths throat, and he slowly rose from his seat.
You stood by the door, giggling as you watched the primal man glare at you.
“Me being on your lap isn’t good for your leg. But perhaps it might be better on a bed.” You tap your chin and look up at the ceiling in mock thought. Not a moment later, you were swept off your feet and thrown over Sawtooths shoulder as he made for the beds upstairs. You tried to wriggle free, but he wasn’t falling for it again so you playfully hit his back.
“Stubborn mule.”
One Eye: You woke with a start, your whole body jerking as you sucked in a quick breath. The hands that had jerked you awake quickly pulled away as One Eye stumbled back into the darkness of the room.
You could only blink for a few moments as your mind raced. You had been having an nightmare where you were locked in a room. There was a window and you could see the three brothers searching for you, but your mouth was sewn shut and you couldn’t cry out. Every time you tried to bang on the window or smash something, it was silent. Then a storm suddenly appeared and the temperature plummeted. You were shaking from the cold, and they left without you. You had been about to freeze when One Eye woke you. Sitting up in your bed, you took some deep breaths as you tried to calm yourself down. One Eye crept closer, eventually kneeling down by your bed as he watched you.
The room was freezing, probably because you had accidently left the window open during the day and you were still feeling the bite of coldness in the night.
Saw Tooth and Three Finger were probably still out after some victims, but One Eye refused to leave you in the hospital yourself.
“Im fine. Just a bad dream.” You glance at One Eye and see he is ringing his hands. He looked almost guilty, or ashamed. “One Eye?”
“I… wont… leave… you.” He said, shaking his head. Your eyes widened. Firstly because I was so uncommon for the brothers to speak at all, unless its quick one word demands. Secondly, because somehow he seemed to know your dream.
Then it hit you.
“I was talking in my sleep, wasn’t I?” You let out a shaking breath as One Eye nods. All you could remember was screaming their names, and begging them to come back for you.
Guilt flooded your body as you saw the impact your cried appeared to have on him. In fact, you wondered if he had woken you up for your own sake or his. His hands were shaking, and he was hunched over at your bedside, his head low. You couldn’t think of any words to calm the situation, nor to explain your deepest fear. But you did seek comfort, and so did One Eye.
Reaching out, you take both his hands in your own, raising them up to your cheeks.
“You’re so warm.” You smiled, closing your eyes as you nuzzled against the warmth as you feel him move up to sit on the edge of the bed beside you.
opening your eyes, you found One Eye smiling at you. the same dorky smile he gave whenever he managed to make you laugh through his antics, or when he brings you something you like.
He was so close, so you leaned forward and gave him an eskimo kiss, your nose grazing his own as his hands moved across your skin to cup your cheek in one hand and the other on your neck. Your hands feel down his arms to his elbows.
then One Eye did something you hadn’t expected. He pressed a quick and chase kiss to your cheek before jerking away as if he hadn’t meant to actually do that.
You were stunned for a moment before you thought “fuck it” and looked at One Eye. Leaning forward, you pressed your lips to his own , unsure if you were crossing a line or if he even wanted his. But his immediate shudder and groan quickly swept any fear you had away and he started to kiss you back. He only pulled back to gasp for air before leaning back for more kisses.
You giggled, pulling him beneath the covers.
Things quickly started to warm up after that.
Three Finger:
The horn sounded just as you stumbled out of the main door, pulling up the zip of your coat.
“Im coming, im coming.” You rolled your eyes as you pulled on your hat.
It had been snowing a few nights ago, and the cold air hadn’t disappeared, nor had the blanket of snow.
You bounced down the steps, smiling widely as Three Fingered leaned against the truck, his arms crossed despite the smile on his face.
You were helping him set up traps today, and you were both very excited, even though you tried to hid it.
Holding the bundled up fabric in your hand, you waited until you were just in front of him before jumping up and pulling the hat down over his white hair.
When his hands shot up to rip it off, your grabbed them.
“No, please keep it on? I made it for you.” You batted your eyelashes at him, holding his hands until he relented and rolled his eyes. You smiled in triumph before reaching into your pockets.
“Good. Well, while you have that on, you might as well wear the matching gloves I made.” You pull out some mittens, which you had designed to accommodate his unusual hands.
You had them to him, bouncing on the balls of your feet with excitement as you presented them to him. You had spent ages figuring out how they needed to be to fit him.
Three Finger took the items like they were foreign objects. He glanced up at you with doubt in his eyes before sighing and pulling them on. He seemed to think that they wouldn’t fit, but you were ecstatic to see they fit him… like a glove.
“They look great, right? Do they feel okay?” You take his hands, turning them over to make sure the seams were still tidy and there weren’t any glaring issues. Looking up to him for a response, you found a deer in head lights. His eyes were wide and surprised and, for the first time since you had known him, he looked confused and shocked.
Then you realized. You were standing so close to him, almost pinning him to the truck. You wondered why he didn’t just push you back for getting in his personal space, or give you a warning growl.
You smiled in an attempt to relax him. Noticing you had pulled the had on slightly crocked, you reached up and tugged one side down.
“It looks good on you.” You grin, unable to deal with how absolutely adorable he looked, as if he wasn’t a killer.
It happened so quickly.
Three Finger darted down, pressed his lips to your own in the quick peck before pulling back.
You were left stunned, unsure if it really happened. Looking up at him, you couldn’t help the stupid and hopeful smile that spread across your face at the chase kiss. Leaning up, you were surprised when Three Finger meets you half way, this time for a real kiss.
He twisted you, pinning you to the yellow truck as he kissed you. You let out a soft moan which he answer with a giggle. When he pulls back, he leaves you panting, your breath visible in the air.
“We don’t have to spend the whole day setting up traps, do we?” You asked, biting your lower lip. Three Finger shakes his head, grinning wickedly as he reads your mind.
He lets your race to the other side of the truck, but hes already climbed in when you open the door. As you climb in, you notice him admiring his gloves, bending his fingers and turning his hands with a grin on his face. You couldn’t help but beam with pride as he turns on the engine and sets off. A 3 hour job turns into the whole day, all over some gloves and a kiss.
01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?
02: Who did you last say “I love you” to?
03: Do you regret anything?
04: Are you insecure?
05: What is your relationship status?
06: How do you want to die?
07: What did you last eat?
08: Played any sports?
09: Do you bite your nails?
10: When was your last physical fight?
11: Do you like someone?
12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours?
13: Do you hate anyone at the moment?
14: Do you miss someone?
15: Have any pets?
16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?
17: Ever made out in the bathroom?
18: Are you scared of spiders?
19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?
20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?
21: What are your plans for this weekend?
22: Do you want to have kids? How many?
23: Do you have piercings? How many?
24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?
25: Do you miss anyone from your past?
26: What are you craving right now?
27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?
28: Have you ever been cheated on?
29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?
30: What’s irritating you right now?
31: Does somebody love you?
32: What is your favourite color?
33: Do you have trust issues?
34: Who/what was your last dream about?
35: Who was the last person you cried in front of?
36: Do you give out second chances too easily?
37: Is it easier to forgive or forget?
38: Is this year the best year of your life?
39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?
40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked?
51: Favourite food?
52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?
53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?
54: Is cheating ever okay?
55: Are you mean?
56: How many people have you fist fought?
57: Do you believe in true love?
58: Favourite weather?
59: Do you like the snow?
60: Do you wanna get married?
61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?
62: What makes you happy?
63: Would you change your name?
64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?
65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?
66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?
67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?
68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?
69: Do you believe in soulmates?
70: Is there anyone you would die for?
Fandom: The Hills Have Eyes
Characters: Ruby, Mars, others mentioned
Relationship: Mars/reader
Request: Can I officially request a continuation of the Mars soulmate au? Maybe the reader took a few years to return for him due to trying to get settled and ready for a life with him and ruby in the outside. Reader fights tooth and nail to have him go with her this time. With some fluff and/or smut please?
A/N: little steamy kissing section, but that’s as far as the smut goes… for now
Part 1
Ruby knew you were thinking about it again. About him. You had gone quiet for a few days and she heard you crying at night. In the mornings, you seemed distant and away with the fairies.
She settled at the table across from you, flattening the skirt she wore out as she did so.
Drawing your attention away from the window, you looked at the young woman. She had truly grown since you first met her. Ruby thrived in the real world, now working a cash-in-hand job at the local shop. She was still a little skittish around strangers who weren’t on the other side of a counter, but she was getting better at hiding it.
You couldn’t help but smile at her.
To think it had been 2 years since you first found this little house. By pure coincidence, you had been talking with Ruby at a diner, just after you left. The old woman there had seen the dirt on Rubys skin and the way you were both dressed (slightly ripped clothes and messy hair).
“Now, cant have two girls wondering around on their own. Don’t worry, loves. I’ll help yah.” Marge had said, telling you both to stay till closing. She bought you to this house, telling you that it was her sisters but due to an unfortunate accident, the house now lay bare. She couldn’t bring herself to sell the land, and offered it in return for labour.
You took a job in the front of the diner with ease, but Marge could see Ruby had troubles at would make it difficult. So she started the young girl out in the kitchen, washing dishes with her husband, Old Jack. The place was run by family, with Marge having both her cousin and her aunt Flo working there. Old Jack had rolled his eyes when he set them on the two of you.
“Im already out numbered back here.” He’d snapped, nodding to the front where the three woman stood chatting. But the smirk that followed showed no malice.
So that was where you stayed. Ruby was asked by Flo if she would want to help in her husbands shop as a shelf stocker which was quieter and not as hectic as a kitchen, and Ruby nodded so hard her head might have fallen off.
You took care of money. It was something Ruby had never had to worry about, in the sense of budgeting and bills. You sat down with her, explaining what needed to be paid and how it would portion out but she just started at you blankly. So you gave her an allowance for her own personal things while you pooled the rest of the money for bills.
The first thing you did when you got your first paycheque was take her to the local clothes store and treat her. She came home with a new hat, a few tops and jeans as well as some nice skirts and three pairs of shoes. She had been bouncing off the walls with excitement. The house was large. With three floors, it had a small room and three double rooms on the second floor and the third was a large master bedroom. Ruby got first choice, but she still chose the double room. You took the master bedroom on the top floor.
And so here you were, two years later with a lovely house, a full fridge, a closet of clothes and a warm bed.
Yet you felt empty still. Your eyes drifted back to that tattoo.
“I think-“ Ruby hesitated, as if trying to find the right words. “-It would be a good time to try.”
Instantly, you knew what she was talking about because you had been thinking the same thing.
“Me too. But I think the first time I should go back alone.” You sip your drink and glance to the clock. It was only 8am. You were both off today, but Ruby liked getting up and watching the sun rise. So you and her had spent the morning pottering about and now just sat down for some caffeine while Ruby had a bowl of cereal.
Ruby looked up from her cereal. You could see the concern in her eyes as her spoon was forgotten half way to her mouth.
“He might not want to come. I really hope he does, but if it feels like he wouldn’t be happy, I cant force him. But if it feels like it is something he wants, and still wont come then we can both look at going back.” You put your cup down and reach across the table to take her free hand. “And I don’t want to put you back in danger.”
She opened her mouth to argue, but you knew she had that fear still. So she nodded, squeezing your hand.
“When will you go?” She asked.
“Today.” The moment she heard what you said, she chocked a little, making you chuckle. “Why wait? Im off today and tomorrow.”
She spent the next hour or so flitting about. She gave you weapons just in case, as well as packing you some food and bottles of water.
Poor Ruby couldn’t seem to sit still as you got ready. She put your things out to the car and double checking everything until you were pulling on your jacket. She didn’t question you, and you knew she had went back into herself, afraid to speak up or question you.
You hugged her and bid her goodbye. Ruby stayed in your rear view mirror until she was out of sight.
The drive was long. You found yourself unable to concentrate fully on the road, seeming to go into auto pilot as you drove.
When you realized you were on the dreaded straight was when you passed the gas station. The very one where you had spent some time.
Pulling up, you saw the place was locked up. the door was shut and boarded up.
Maybe Fred had gotten away, or maybe he had fallen to Jupiter’s rage.
You didn’t know, and in truth, you didn’t want to find out.
Looking down the road, you wondered about driving on a little, but you knew there was a valley in the hills just behind the gas station. It was were Mars and Ruby would come out of when they visited you.
Drumming your fingers on the wheel, you wondered what you should do next.
You couldn’t go running into the hills, since there was a better chance that one of the other family members would find you before Mars would. You didn’t know whether to wait it out and see if someone came out, or whether to try leave a note or something.
You really hadn’t thought beyond getting to the gas station. it seemed like such a far away and daunting task that actually being here was like stepping into a memory.
Pulling the car into the shade of the gas station so you could just see the entrance to the hills, you were about to plan your next step when you saw movement coming from the shop.
From the rear door of the shop, Mars stepped out.
He took a drink from a bottle of water and closing the door over behind him. Then he started to walk back to the entrance.
The wonder of how he didn’t seem to hear of see the car was lost as you felt your world stop.
He was exactly as you remembered him, and you were pretty sure you must have been looking back at him with rose tinted glasses.
Getting out the car, you raced to catch up with him, finding your mouth dry as you silently approached him.
“Mars?” you spoke his name, knowing better than to run up behind him and wrap your arms around him.
The second you spoke, Mars froze. The bottle he had been drinking from dropped to the ground as he turned to look at you
He stared at you, his eyes seeming to glaze over as if day dreaming.
You opened your mouth to say something but ended up closing it again.
What could you say to him?
You had focused so much on seeing him again that you had little plan on how to persuade him to come back with you.
Maybe you should have bought Ruby, and then if you two could have thrown him in the back of the car and drove away before he could escape.
The humorous idea shot some life back into you as you smiled a little. Then a little more as you realized you were back with him for a moment.
“Mars.” You whispered his name, and saw a visible shiver run down his spin as he hunched over himself slightly and dropped his gaze.
“Why did yah come back?” He asked, his voice broken and horse. Very horse.
Frowning, your eyes darted to his neck. It wasn’t easy to see considering the top he wore, the curls from his hair and the dark shadow that was cast of that area.
But as you focused, you saw a bruise. Not even a small one. It wrapped around the front of his neck, the purple and black marking his skin. Stepping forward, you closed the distance between you too. You didn’t notice Mars freeze up, staring at you with wide eyes as he seemed to stop breathing.
Raising a finger, you gently touched the bruised flesh.
“Does it hurt?” You ask, looking up at him. It was only then that you realized how close you had gotten. His face hovered only 4 or 5 inches from your own. So close.
“Not now.” He breathed, his eyes falling to your lips.
trailing your fingers around to the back of his neck, you allowed your hand to slid into his curls, earning another shiver.
You smiled at the reaction.
“Ive missed you.” You tell him, smiling despite the fear.
His fingers hover over your side, about to touch you when something in him seemed to snap.
“You shouldn’t have come back. Go.” He commanded before twisting out of your touch and walking away quickly.
You stumbled forward, confused beyond belief before running to catch up with him.
“Mars, Please.” You call after him, following him but struggling to keep up with his pace. “Come home with me?”
The words slowed Mars down until he stopped.
You walked up behind him, slipping your arms around his torso as you pressed your forehead against his back.
“I want to share my life with you. We’re soulmates. Right?” You shake your head as you feel your heart hammer.
You started to doubt yourself.
He kept refusing you. You tried to shake off the idea that your soul mate might just not want you because it seemed impossible, yet here you were, doubting if he was yours.
He hadn’t given you a real reason not to come with you. Ruby had been practically bursting to get away from this life, and you found out later that Jupiter was an abusive piece of shit. So you would have thought he would have wanted away from this life. So perhaps he didn’t really want to come with you.
But Mars had wanted to kept you hidden so you could stay.
Confusion raked through your body as you tried to figure out what to do next. But you couldn’t until you asked a very important question.
“Mars?” You closed your eyes as they filled with tears. “Do you want to come with me?”
You put slight emphasis on the word ‘you’, hoping he hadn’t picked up on your shaking voice.
Mars paused for a moment, and you felt your world stand still for a moment as you waited for his answer.
“Yeah.” Mars breathed, barely audible.
Your arms drop from around him as you step in front so you could look up at him. He looked so conflicted, unable to look you in the eyes as he frowned in through.
“Why cant you?” You asked, placing a hand on his chest in hope that it might sooth him.
“My brothers. I cant leave ‘em.” He whispered to you, glancing to an opening in the hills.
“Bring them. Theres enough room and I know Ruby missed them.” You encourage him, nodding as he looks back to you.
His mind worked quickly as he drew together a plan that you didn’t know.
“Go back to the car. Don’t get out. Keep the door locked. And if I aint back just after sundown, you leave.” His spoke with such control and authority, you felt a small tremble of lust shoot through you as you nodded.
He was about to walk away, but you grabbed his hand. As he looked back to you in confusion, you darted forward. Going up on your tip toes, you kissed him.
The immediate rush of adrenaline and pleasure was almost overwhelming as you let out a small mewl.
Mars was so shocked by the kiss that he didn’t respond until he heard you mewl in pleasure, and he was immediately lost in your lips.
his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest before running up and down your back. As he deepened the kiss, it appeared he had found more courage as his hand moved down past your back to grope your ass and a growl left his throat. Your hands ran up his front to then drape your arms over his shoulders. Your fingers played with his curls, but in truth you couldn’t concentrate fully on anything other than his lips.
In an unexpected move, he suddenly lifted you up. You squealed a little but Mars refused to break the kiss as your legs instinctively wrapped around his torso.
He pins you to the rock face, pressing his body against yours as his hands explored your sides.
A groan escaped his throat as he explored your mouth. You give him full access, allowing him to dominate the kiss. Your fingers gripped his hair as you silently begged him for more.
The small tug of his hair only earned more lust filled moans from Mars who began to grind against you.
The cloud of lust which had settled over your mind was quickly cleared when you heard a voice.
“MARS! Where are yah?!”
The voice gave you a fright, but it sounded distant, as if playing on a television or maybe over a phone.
Mars took a moment, only appearing to pull back when he noticed you had frozen. Keeping you pressed against the wall with one arm still supporting you, he pulled a walkie-talkie out of his back pocket.
“Just comin’ back.” He mumbled over the radio. It was apparently enough to silence the voice as nothing else was said.
You both knew that the make-out session was over, and you were suddenly back in the real world. The one where you would probably be running for your life in a few hours.
The one where Mars was about to do something which could get him killed.
He lowered you to the floor, but didn’t back away. Instead, he hugged you. His head was on top of your own, as if kissing your hair but he didn’t. he just kept you close, as if trying to memorize your scent.
“Go to the car, wait for you and your brothers, take you away, be happy.” You listed off the actions as you looked up, causing him to pull away. He smirked, but you could see in his eyes that it wasn’t going to be that easy.
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The day had taken ages, and you felt constantly on edge as you waited for darkness.
You had to sit in the darkness, the car turned off and no lights on inside either. The car and you had to blend into the night.
The silence was almost driving you insane. You couldn’t turn on the radio, so you were left in the dark and silence.
You were drumming your fingers on the wheel, not keeping to any tune or song as your leg bounced with anxiety.
The lack of communication was the worse. If only you knew they were on their way, or that they were safe at least.
Glancing ahead, you felt your heart stop and your mouth go dry.
You sat up straight, seeing three figures running to the car. You held your breath, squinting your eyes in the darkness. When you saw the bouncing of Mars’ curls, you turned on the engine, still keeping the lights off for now.
They were running from something, or someone, and you were pretty sure they would need a quick getaway.
Unlocking the door, they were flung open as the boys jumped into the car.
“Go.” Mars demanded as he slammed the passenger door behind him with the other two got in the back.
You nodded, turning on the headlights and you screamed.
In front of the car was a man. Jupiter.
He was angry, screaming insults as he raised an axe, about to bring it down on the hood of the car.
You shoved the car in reverse and floor it backwards, causing Jupiter to swing forward and hit nothing. The momentum from the swing caused him to stumble forward.
You slammed on the breaks, put the car in first gear and put your foot to the floor. Yanking the steering wheel to the side, you narrowly missed the deranged man as you drove away.
“You okay?” You asked, glancing to Mars then back to the road.
“Yeah, just keep drivin’” Mars leaned back in his seat, panting. It probably didn’t help that you had given them all a heart attack when you first saw Jupiter and screamed.
Glancing in the rear view mirror, you saw the two brothers. While you had never met them, you had seen the tall one with the bald head before and knew him as Pluto.
As for Mercury, you had heard him on radios, but never seen him before. He was smaller than his brothers, perhaps even shorter than Ruby. He was hunched over himself, both his legs pulled up to his chest and his feet perched on the seat.
“You two okay?” You call back, turning your head a little to see them in your peripheral vision.
Two nods calmed your worry as you turned back to the road.
The drive was tense, and really awkward. You understood why. Neither Mercury or Pluto knew who you were. Perhaps they knew you had taken Ruby away, but you didn’t know if they considered that a good thing or not.
You decided not to push them, allowing them some time with their thoughts for now.
Mars kept quiet the whole away, to the point you thought he might have fallen asleep. You reached across and placed your hand on his thigh, making him jump slightly until he saw no threat and relaxed again.
Nothing was said until you pulled up outside the house.
Instantly, you felt guilty. Ruby must have been worried out her mind.
You had barely climbed out the car when the door flung open and the young woman came hurtling out the house.
“[y/n]!” She tried out, her arms flying around your neck as her body collided with your own so hard you stumbled back a little.
“Im sorry for scaring you.” You held her tight, feeling how she was shaking.
“Ruby?” Mercury’s voice called out her name she pulled back. The others had gotten silently out the car.
“Merc…” She trailed off, blinking as if suspecting it was a trick of the light. Until her face broke in to a massive smile as she called out his name, running to him. With the same enthusiastic hug, she threw herself at her brother, who spun her around.
You smiled as she embraced all her brothers the same way and earned different responses. Pluto patted her head with a smile while Mars ended up standing rather awkwardly.
You laughed, whole heartedly for the first time in a while.
There was so much to say, to explain, to question. But now wasn’t the time.
Inviting them into the warm glow of the house felt like they were being invited into a dream. Mercury and Pluto were eager to follow their sister, while Mars paused outside.
“Mars? You coming in?” You call out to him, holding the door open.
His eyes fell on you as he blinked slowly before stepping inside, leaving his past at the door as he started his future with you and his family.
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Headcannons for how you and Revali started dating:
- Revali having this air of overconfidence which boarders on arrogance when he starts showing interest in you as a mate. He shows off in front of you, bragging and flaunting his successes. And while you do like the Rito, this show doesn’t fly with you.
- Revali struggling at first when you become a little more distance than before. Surely after hearing all his achievements you would have wanted to spend more time with him, right? He would be frustrated, and it gets in his head.
- On day during his training, you walk by with your nose in a book before sitting on a bench to continue. His focus shifts to you. Why weren’t you watching him? Why were you reading instead? What were you reading?
His mind spirals as he starts to wonder about your interest in the book that he would catch the wind the wrong way and, much like his mind, spiral to the ground.
- The thud was the first thing you heard as you looked up from your book to see the Rito on a heap in the ground.
- Rushing to him, you fell to your knees beside him.
“Are you okay? Do you want me to get healer?” You would look over his for any sign of blood. But the biggest injury he had was to his ego.
“I’m fine.” He huff, avoiding your eyes as he stands up a little too quickly. He wasn’t even aware he was swaying until you put your hand on his wing to steady him.
“Come, sit down a minute?” You would gently guide him to the bench where you had been sitting, and he would only follow because this was the first time in a bit that he had spent some time with you without others.
- Your book had fallen to the ground when you rushed to see if Revali was okay, so you picked it up and found your place.
“What are you reading?” Revali’s question took you a little off guard, and even he could see the widening in your eyes. A small rush of guilt filled him as he realized he had never really asked anything about you.
- “Its about an adventurer who travel the lands and fights monsters.” You turn the book over so you could show him the front cover.
“Sounds exciting.” Revali couldn’t quite hid the slight distain in his voice. You let out a chuckle which made a small shiver run through his body.
“The only problem is the main character. Hes too stuck up himself for my liking. He just went into a bar and boasted about killing a dragon to get free drinks. Its really irritating. I only keep reading because I like the side characters and setting.” You shook your head a little, not thinking too much about the conversation, but Revali’s mind was working fast.
- The two of you sat for a while, as he asked about your reading habit and you asked about his training. You were thoroughly enjoying the time with him, feeling like you were talking to an actual person (or Rito) and not some persona.
- But soon Revali sighed.
“I better get back to training before we lose too much light.” He looks up to the sun which was beginning to set.
You smiled and nodded, starting to gather your things before pausing.
“Shoot.” You mumbled, standing up and looking around.
“Whats wrong?” Revali followed you, looking back at the bench as if looking for information.
“My bookmark is gone. I left it in the front of the book while reading but it must have fallen out when I dropped it.” You huffed, knowing the paper would had flown with the constant wind.
- “Here.” Revali plucked a feather from his wing and gave it to you. It was dark blue, nearly grey, and was perfect.
You took the feather and even Revali could see the pink in your cheeks as you slotted it into your book and closed it over, now holding the book to your chest.
“Thank you.” You smiled as you looked at him, and Revali found himself unable to breath for a moment. All he could do was nod.
- In that moment, both of you felt a real connection to each other.
- You would come and read while Revali trained and when he was finished, he would sit with you for a while.
- Revali felt a strong sense of pride every time he saw his feather tucked in your book, even after you had moved on to the next book.
- One day, the rain was so heavy and the clouds so thick that when you turned up, you found his training ground empty.
“How would you read in this weather?” A voice asked from behind and you turned to see Revali standing against the wall which was relatively dry since the roof stuck out a few feet above. You raced over to get out of the rain.
“You aren’t training?” You asked, hoping to avoid his question.
“No, I decided one day off wont hurt my performance.” He looked up to the dreary sky.
- You felt a little disappointed, since you did look forward to the times where he would shoot down from the sky and land in front of you before joining you.
- “I’ll let you enjoy your day off. You deserve it.” You smiled at him, about to turn away and head back to your home when Revali cleared his throat.
- “Well, actually. I was wondering if-“ You turned around and Revali paused, as if finding it a little more difficult to speak to you face to face. “If you would join me for lunch?”
- There was a brief moment when Revali couldn’t tell what you were thinking, before a massive smile graced your face.
- “I’d love too.”
- With your arm slipped around his wing, Revali guided you through the village, walking tall and with his chest puffed out slightly, despite the rain. Nothing could dampen his spirits now.
