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[kermits-cup-of-tea]

decided to embroider cave painted hands on my pants and just finished the first pair and oooooh i love it

(check the rbs for some details on it/my process)

[evilkaeya]

Hi people here's the Till fic I've been talking about. Mind you I'm in middle of my finals and I wrote this in two days on 6 hours of sleep total. There was no beta. If you see any mistake close your eyes.

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Electric Touch (Oneshot, 18+)

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The pair were sitting in the abandoned shack, both cleaning their weapons in silence. Boone’s jaw was tight as he polished the barrel of his rifle, while Arden kept her eyes trained on the floor.

She didn’t know what she’d done wrong.

They’d been at the Atomic Wrangler, Arden helping out the Garrett twins. He’d seen her look at a male hooker dressed in almost nothing, seen the curiosity and interest in her eyes… and his chest had tightened.

Boone didn’t consider himself the jealous type, normally. But he knew it when it reared its ugly head, and his knuckles whitened as he held his gun that bit tighter.

He knew it was wrong, but he wished she looked at him like that. He didn’t even know when he’d started thinking like that. Maybe it had been that time they’d camped out under the stars, the firelight illuminating the shape of her hips, the way her breasts rose and fell as she breathed, the curve of her—

“Boone?”

His green eyes flicked up to see Arden was looking at him, biting her bottom lip, her brows furrowed.

“Mm?”

“…are you okay? You seem angry.”

He inhaled deeply through his nose, then set his rifle aside and threw the cloth he was using onto a nearby three-legged table. “Not angry.”

“Oh. Okay.” She forced herself to shut up despite wanting to ask more questions, to press. She hated that she did that now—she was far more used to just… accepting an answer given to her. They’d only been travelling for a few weeks together, and while Boone had warmed up a SMIDGE, some words rolled around in her head. Words he’d said after a particularly nasty run in with some Legion assassins:

“You talk too much. It’s annoying.”

Boone noticed her look away, and leaned forward, resting his forearm on his knee. “…are YOU okay?”

“Fine. Just thinking.”

“About?”

“Stuff.”

He wasn’t used to getting short answers from her. “What stuff?”

“Stuff stuff.”

Boone narrowed his eyes at her, watching as she paused while trying to remember how to clean a particular part of her gun. Sighing, he pushed himself up and moved over to her, sitting beside her and going to help her.

His fingers brushed her bare shoulder, and both froze.

Arden’s breathing hitched as Boone moved his hand away slightly. She didn’t move a muscle, not uncomfortable but definitely feeling flushed. Tension hung between them like a fog, and she heard Boone mumble something under his breath.

Her gun was set down slowly, her hands shaking. This was wrong, yet her body wanted it badly. She pressed her thighs together to try deny it, but…

Boone’s hand fell on her shoulder, and he rumbled, “Hey. Look at me for a sec.”

She swallowed thickly, doing so. His face was close to hers, his eyes calm and studying her. Watching for a sign, perhaps.

“Craig,” she breathed, putting her hand on his chest. “Are you sure…?”

“Yeah,” he murmured. “Are you?”

Her voice was a breathless whisper, but he heard her consent clear as day. His lips met hers and she responded in turn, her hand on his chest gripping the fabric of his shirt. He wrapped his other arm around her back as their kiss deepened, Boone slipping his tongue between her lips.

She bucked a little against him, whimpering softly, and he groaned against her as his pants tightened. Her free hand moved and cupped his bulge. He jerked slightly, but before she could move away he pressed more into her touch.

Then he pulled himself away, panting, gulping in air. Arden gasped softly at the abrupt action, her cheeks flushed, but she too took deep breaths before moving closer again, rubbing his crotch slowly.

“Fuck,” he managed, his hips acting of their own accord as she pushed his chest gently with her other hand. His back pressed against the floor, and her hand on his bulge moved away as she straddled him, pressing her knees into his side. Her clothed pussy pressed against his erection.

She smiled down at him before kissing him again, slowly grinding against him. He gripped her hip with one hand, the other snaking up and brushing against one of her breasts. She moaned against his mouth, her breath warm, as his thumb brushed against her nipple.

“Ahh, Craig…!”

“You like that, huh?” He gently pinched her nipple as he pressed kisses down her throat and collar, then removed his hand and took her bud between his lips, his tongue flicking it. Her moan almost drove him wild, and he teased her for a few more moments before moving to her other breast.

Arden’s hands moved to his waist, unbuttoning his pants and snaking her hands inside, sliding underneath his underwear to stroke his cock. A low groan escaped him as he pressed into her touch, dick throbbing with desire.

She wrapped her hand around him and, with slow, even movements, moved up and down. Her fingers occasionally strayed to stroke his tip, trailing precum down to lubricate. It was like torture, but he found himself craving more. More of this, more of HER.

His own hand found the heat between her legs, and he rubbed his fingers right on the crotch of her pants. Even through the layers he could feel how soaked she was, and she whimpered as he took his hand away.

“Gonna take ‘em off.”

She nodded, her mind all over the place as she slid off him and got to her feet, fumbling with her own pants. He quickly stood and pulled his pants and underwear off, tossing them haphazardly into a corner before stripping Arden’s off as well and discarding them with his.

He allowed her no reprieve, pushing her up against the wall and burying his face in her neck. His teeth pressed into her supple skin as his hand found her cunt again, and he stroked her lips, feeling how hot and wet and ready she was for him.

“Cr-Craig, please~…” she breathlessly whimpered, bucking into his touch as his finger grazed her clit. “I-I need you…”

That was all he needed to hear. He slid one finger inside first. Her walls clenched around him, and he moaned against her neck as she gripped his back and dug her nails in. Slowly, he began to slide in and out of her, her hips jerking into each movement. Juices were dripping freely from her, and seeing them trailing down her thighs made his cock throb.

He added another finger, watching as she writhed against him. Her pretty little face was flushed crimson, and her mouth hung open as she panted, but she managed to lock her mouth with his again. Her tongue slipped into his mouth this time and he welcomed it, both moaning softly as a tension in their lower abdomens swelled.

He pulled his fingers free, then stroked his dick a few times before lining it up with her pussy. “You sure?” He groaned one last time against her, and she managed a nod.

Her cry of pleasure almost made him cum right then and there.

As he entered her, heat bloomed around him. Her inner walls constricted around him, and he almost collapsed with how incredible she felt. She was holding onto him like her life depended on it, writhing and swaying her hips without intending to do so.

Carefully, he grabbed her thighs and hefted her legs up so she was no longer standing, slinging her legs on his hips. Her ankles locked together and she began to kiss his neck as he began to move, pulling himself out as much as possible before thrusting deeply into her.

She raked her fingers down his back, ripples of pleasure making the pressure in his abdomen intensify.

“Cr-Craig, I… I’m…” she tried to gasp out as she rode him, feeling like she was about to reach her limit. Each thrust into her was a new wave of ecstasy, and she moaned again right next to his ear.

He quickened his pace, the shack filling with the sound of flesh on flesh, whispering into her ear how hot she looked, that she was doing so well to take him… and with a cry she came, her pussy clenching around him so hard and suddenly he couldn’t help himself. The dam wall burst and he came inside her, pumping hot cum into her and pressing his body against hers.

Both gasped for air, Boone gripping the wall above her head with one hand and using the other to support her ass. She was trembling around him, and every so often she twitched or bucked her hips, making him throb again.

Finally, with a wet plop, he pulled out of her and lowered her to the ground.

Her purple hair, tangled and messy, fell over her face and she pressed her thighs together. He slid down the wall beside her, pressing his head back into the wall and trying to catch his breath.

“Holy… shit,” Arden croaked once she was right to do so. “M-My legs are shaking…”

“Good,” Boone managed, feeling her press into his side. “Damn, you… you were amazing…”

“So were you,” she breathed, her cunt throbbing and her heart pounding. “Where… where did THAT come from…?”

“Guess it was building it,” he mused, not entirely sure himself, but not in the mood to question it. He just wanted to sit with her a little while longer.

***

Come morning, both were ready to go, a newfound bond between them. Boone was watching Arden adjust her beret, smiling openly for the first time in… well, he didn’t know. He knew he didn’t really deserve someone like this in his life, not again…

But he would make damn sure that, if she wanted him around, he’d never leave her side.

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Comfort

pairing: elizabeth bennet & fitzwilliam darcy word count: 1128 words request: yes/no prompt/summary:  Elizabeth Darcy was not a woman that was scared of anything... except maybe one thing... a/n: re-reading pride and prejudice and just wanted some moments of domestic fluff for these two

Lizzie had been Mrs Elizabeth Darcy of Pemberley for 3 months. 3 months of bliss with her husband, Fitzwilliam. 3 months of having a new sister in Georgiana. 3 months of being the mistress of an estate that had at first scared her. It had taken her time to find her feet, in all truth she was still finding them. But Darcy and their staff had been patient and understanding, giving her the room and time to make her mistakes and learn from them. And she was beginning to get used to Pemeberely and all of her responsibilities. 

It brought Darcy a great amount of joy to see his wife so happy in her new home. He’d been worried that she’d hate it. That she would be homesick and wouldn’t be able to settle but she was happy at Pemberley. She was at home there and he didn’t think the sight of seeing her in one of the many rooms would ever get old. To know the woman that he loved was only ever a short walk away. 

But on one particular night, Lizzie didn't feel quite so settled in her home. The sound of the wind whistling outside, paired with the heavy rain that was battering the windows had made her jump awake. She looked over to the other side of the bed to see that Darcy was still sound asleep. She’d learnt early on that he was a relatively heavy sleeper but even she couldn’t understand how he was able to sleep through this. 

“It’s just some rain, Lizzie. It’ll be fine. You can go back to sleep,” she whispered to herself. But the weather had other ideas, and a loud crack of thunder made her jump once again. 

Slightly shaking at the sound, Lizzie slipped out of bed, making her way into the sitting room just outside of their now shared bedchamber. She hoped that a slightly larger area might not make the sound so loud and scary. Lizzie didn’t have a problem with rain. She loved walks in them and her husband had often had to pull her back inside to stop her from catching a cold. The rain was never a problem but thunderstorms were a different story. Whilst Lizzie was often the strong one out of her sisters, the one that they would run to when they needed protecting, Lizzie found herself more often than not seeking out their comfort when there was a storm. Or more specifically, seeking out Jane. Jane knew whenever there was a thunderstorm that Lizzie would often be up most of the night, too scared to sleep. So, she would grab whatever novel Lizzie had been reading at the time and read to her to try and divert her younger sister’s mind. And if that failed, she was able to keep Lizzie entertained with another ridiculous story about their mother. But Jane wasn’t here. She was with her own husband at Netherfield and Lizzie was here alone. Sat down in an empty, and slightly cold, room with the storm only getting worse outside. She had contemplated waking her own husband up but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Darcy was busy enough during the day, there was always something that he had to attend to. And yet he would still find time to seek her out during the day and spend a little bit of time with her before work called him again. No, he had too much on his plate. He needed his rest and not to be woken up by his wife who was scared of a little thunder and lightning. 

Finding that the larger room was not helping her at all, and was in fact making her fears worse, Lizzie had decided that heading back to bed was the best idea. Maybe with Darcy beside her at least, she might calm down enough to get to sleep again. 

“Elizabeth?” 

Lizzie jumped at the sound of her name and quickly turned around to see her husband with sleep still in his eyes and a candle in his hand. He hurried over and took a seat next to her, brow furrowed in concern. 

“I’m sorry, I hadn’t meant to startle you. Is everything okay? I woke up to find the bed empty.” 

Placing the candle down on the table in front of them, Fitzwilliam took both of Lizzie’s hands in his. The concern hadn’t left his face. 

“I’m sorry, I’ll be back to bed now. Please don’t worry.” Lizie  strained a smile at him, feeling awful that he’d broken his sleep to find out if she was okay. 

Darcy was about to open his mouth to say something when there was another crack of thunder, causing Lizzie to jump once again, her eyes wide. Taking in his wife’s demeanor, Darcy finally understood. 

“You don’t like thunderstorms do you?” 

Lizzie gave a small shake of her head. Her husband’s reaction wasn’t what she’d expected it to be, when he immediately stood up. 

“Fitzwilliam-” her sentence got cut off as he bent down and lifted her up in his arms and gently carried her back to their shared bedchamber. 

“You should have woken me,” he kissed her cheek as he set her down on the bed before joining her on the other side. 

“I didn’t want to bother you. It seems so childish… to be scared of the weather…”

Darcy didn’t waste any time in gathering his wife in his arms and pulling the blanket over them. “It isn’t childish. I’m your husband, Lizzie. Whenever you need me, I’ll be here.”

A loud crack of thunder followed by rain once again battering the windows made Lizzie hide her face in Darcy’s chest. Seeking the comfort that she knew only he could give. Marriage had come with a lot of challenges for both of them but one of the biggest ones for them both was learning that they could rely and lean on someone else when needed. For Darcy, he had spent so many years looking after Geogiana, his staff, his tenants and he didn’t resent any of that but after his parents had passed he’d never found someone to confide in and lean on. His cousin helped but wasn’t always present. And for Lizzie, more often than not, she was the one who people leant on in her family. Well, at least Jane and her father did. And Jane had been there for her as much as she could but there were some things that Lizzie knew that Jane wouldn’t always understand and she was left to shoulder things on her own. But with her husband’s arms wrapped around her, his lips pressed to her head, Lizzie didn’t know how she had ever lived without his comfort. 

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pairings — Venti, Kazuha, Wanderer, Xiao, Kaeya, and Al-Haitham x gn!Reader

summary — You checked your pantry and wow! You don't have shit besides spiders chillin' in the corner of the cabinet. It's time to shop, and your s/o wants to go with you (or in Al-Haitham's case, you drag him along). Would he behave himself and is he OK to bring to society?

tags / warnings — crack / fluff / HCs, almost all of them are insane. kazuha is HIGH ASF, wanderer is an asshole (canon), venti and kaeya have crippling alcoholism, PDA, established relationship, please stop taking these men outside.

A/N — this is my first post. i'm sorry you had to read it but i just write stupid crack hc's or weird shit. also i'm crying because tumblr deleted the first draft i was gonna post. absolutely in tears rn.

Venti “Huh, you’re going to the market? Can I come, can I come!?”

As soon as you step foot into the market, expect him to dash in front of you in search for wine. If you’re in another nation or they’re sold out of his favorite booze, he will drop to his knees and BAWL (but it sounds rly pretty cuz he’s a good bard yk like a disney princess)

you urge him to stand up because he’s being embarrassing and that just makes him roll around on the dirty ass floor because he’s a fucking drama king. legit doing it to spite you even tho you didn’t do shit. however once he recovers he’ll…

put random shit into the basket (no he doesn’t need it he just thinks maybe in the future one of u might. please take it out)

will buy plastic bendy straws so he can drink his alcohol in a silly goofy way

will find a way to eat more than 1 free sample at the food stalls (has a fake mustache for this occasion)

if he finds wine that’s rly expensive he will attempt to seduce you into purchasing it for him (dont feed into his alcoholism)

will try to go into the basket (even if its handheld)

expect him to serenade you the entire time you're shopping, too

also he will hold ur hand and just be all over u. he loves u sm <3

will complain once he gets tired (its only been 10 minutes)

overall, terrible to bring. leave him at home

Kazuha “Oh, have we run out of goods? May I accompany you?”

As you shop, you kind of forget he’s even there until he picks something up to take a closer look and makes a comment. He mostly just chills and follows you around. But…

he actually might be high

how many nakuweeds did u have before you two left? did u count???

all of a sudden he’s adding random snaccs to the basket. when did he ever eat this shit?

as you watch him stuff a dozen doughnuts into ur basket that’s when u realize he might have some crazy munchies. maybe u should ask??

actually maybe not he looks really out of it. he ated all the weeds

as you try and put away some of the shit he put in you see him staring at the local cats

he doesn't know wtf is going on

you should probably go back home now

overall, probably fine to bring with you when he’s not high as a kite

Wanderer “Where are you going? To the market? . . . I better go with you—no, not because I want to, but because you’ll get that generic store brand shit.”

He’s mad and he doesn’t wanna be there, but bc you’re such an asshole who buys generic great value tea. anyways even tho he looks really mad, he doesn’t mind being with you (what a shit) will wander (heh) away from you and look at other stuff. if u try and contain him he’ll get pissy about it and insist he’s an independent puppet-man and he’s not gonna commit tomfoolery anymore. anyways so…

he doesn’t care if ur trying to save mora, he WILL have his namebrand inazuman tea!!!

maybe he won’t… because he understands prices are very tough right now. BUT its not because you told him to, you fucking box

gets PISSED and will become a karen if the cashier doesn’t say hi to him

our boy is toxic and i will not fluff him down this is just him and u like it

will slap your hand if you try and hold his hand. like, not hard. but like, the way a cat slaps your hand when its tired of you petting it.

will hold ur hand if u try a second time but his grip is rly tight cause bro is always tense asf

overall, don’t bring him if you like the store/market you’re going to. you might get banned

Xiao “You’re going to the market? I see . . . It’s getting dark out, so I’ll come with you.”

You know he’s anxious about being around so many people, but he wants to protect you <3<3 so he’ll overcome this obstacle and follow you around like a lost puppy…

actually he’s really close

like holy shit back up xiao, he’s right against ur back

you dont bother to say anything bc yk he’ll say some shit like “YOU HAVE NO RESPECT FOR THE ADEPTI”

actually maybe you should grab his hand because he legit looks like a deer in headlights

will hold ur groceries for you bc he’s so strong <3

u can't hold his hand because he's holding his giant fucking polearm "just in case" and holding your bags in the other, so maybe hold his arm??

he loves that shit even if he doesnt admit it

might suddenly leave with ur groceries if he’s called or some shit, will return with torn bags but its ok he did everything he could to fix it!

by fix it i mean now he’s just holding everything and pierced it into his spear

you should just be happy he has everything. don’t comment on it

overall, 10/10. besides the anxiety, he likes being near you even if he doesnt admit it. ur groceries are safe with him just like you are <3<3

Kaeya “Groceries? Oho, well. I have some time, why don’t I go with you? You’ll need a big strong captain to carry all your bags, after all.”

Even if you didn’t want to bring him, he’s coming with you anyways. I think the best part about Kaeya is he’ll stick by your side throughout the trip to the market and follow you around wherever you go.

Honestly, out of everyone else, it feels like he might be the best one to bring with you…

plez expect him to have an arm slung over your shoulders or snaked around your waist. he loves pda!

EXCEPT! he is the KING OF CONSENT(tm) he will only do it if you say its ok! what a sigma chad wtf

i hope you like talking because kaeya fucking loves chatting while shopping. he will not be quiet for long even if you tell him to stfu

even if you’re not the chatty type and you’re pretty quiet, he’ll talk for you. about his day, what he did that morning (even if u already know), what he’s gonna do later, he will not leave a single detail out.

hey btw remember when i said he won’t leave ur side? i lied. don’t trust anyone on the internet.

he will 100% leave your side for the booze market. he is more interested in imported wine that he can get his hands on

will return to you with 6 bottles and insist they’re for you both to share. please stop feeding into his alcoholism

he will carry your bags btw. all of them. he will have both arms packed with bags and won’t complain, might just tease you a little tho.

overall, a fantastic man to bring with you to grocery shop. can protect u cuz he’s a strong cavalry captain who will hold ur belongings without complaint. just feed him booze <3<3

Al-Haitham “. . . Fine, I’ll go with you to pick up some things. I need to pick up a new book to take to work, anyway.”

The moment you enter the marketplace, you most likely will never find your partner again. At least, not until later in your shopping trip. He literally disappeared, where the fuck did he go?

Its only half way through that you find him and see him sitting on one of the benches, flipping through the new book he purchased. You call for him, but his soundproof earpieces are in effect. You snatch the book out of his hands to get his attention and bother him enough to follow you. He lets out a sigh, but gets up anyway…

u rly should’ve left him there cuz he’s so quiet. he might still have his earpieces on.

he’ll follow you around by your side and he’ll hold your bags, too. he’s got big strong arms for a fuckin reason!!

half way through he’ll start reading his book again, sorry but shopping is rly boring to him ok

al-haitham isn’t a pda person btw don’t touch him

might hold ur hand.

will hold ur hand if the cashier is too sus for his liking

maybe

if you run into kaveh while shopping he will leave. if ur holding hands he will leave with u even if u didnt pay for ur shit yet.

overall, um. he’s definitely an option. he’ll hold ur bags??? he just wants to go back home

[d3kusite]

STILL MINE x hanta sero

summary: after hearing of your recent engagement w/ iida, your ex boyfriend, sero, sneaks into your room.

18+// mdni

word count: 1442

content: cheating, dub con, possessiveness, spanking, clit slapping, usage of the word ‘slut’, (raw) vaginal sex, degradation? creampie, orgasm denial, manipulation?

pairing: hanta sero x fem!reader

note: hi!! my first nsfw post for mha. i’ve had this idea stuck in my head for months… hope y’all like ^ - ^ yes, this is inspired by romeo santos’ “eres mia” .

you should’ve known something was amiss. everything was going too well. the engagement, and the planning of the event, down to both the bachelor and bachelorette parties. even the rehearsal dinner had gone well. less than twenty-four hours remain before you tie the knot with tenya. tenya, who is the kindest man you’ve ever met. tenya, who, somehow, prioritizes you while keeping on top of his hero work. not at all like your last ex. you shake your head, forcing thoughts of him out of your mind as you change into your sleeping wear in your room. today had been the rehearsal dinner, and it had gone as perfectly as you want.

a slight breeze brings a shiver to your body. a breeze, that shouldn’t have existed, not when you know when you left your room earlier today, your windows had been closed. walking towards your windows, your heart falls to your stomach as you notice the open window. before you can retrace your actions from the day, a hand covers your mouth. your scream is muffled as you try to fight against the intruder. 

“shh, baby, it’s me, it’s me,” the intruder’s voice is both breathy and raspy, with an underlying amused tone. his body is pressed behind yours, his free arm wrapped around your waist. you hate how after months, it’s still so familiar. “i can’t believe i leave for the states only for you to get engaged to the iida. iida. really? he’s so boring, baby.”

he continues speaking as he starts playing pressing light kisses to your exposed shoulders, “he’s so cold too… doesn’t deserve you.”

he finally uncovers your mouth and you immediately speak with venom on your tongue, “he’s a much better man than you are, sero.”

“sero, huh? no longer “hanta”?” he chuckles as he moves onto your neck, “kirishima was telling me how iida’s a jealous man. did you know he banned me from the venue? he must think i’ll steal his girl…” he bites down on your shoulder, drawing a gasp from you. you bite back a whine as you feel him smirk against your lips. “i guess he was right, huh?”

“why are you in my room?” you whisper as he switches to remove your clothes. he throws you onto your bed, and in the back of your mind, you know this is wrong. you’re engaged to iida. not sero. “we broke up.”

“did we?” he mutters under his breath as he starts unbuckling his belt. he laughs as he sees you hungrily eye him, “for someone who is getting married tomorrow, you sure are acting sluttily for a man who isn’t your fiance.”

he must have used some kind of quirk on you because why can’t you move? he must’ve bewitched you. you’d never cheat. never. but… you can’t help it as you moan as he presses his lips to your breasts. he hungrily laps at your nipples, drawing a moan out from you. he’s still in his hero uniform as he presses his boner against you. 

“have you fucked him?” sero asks as he unlatches from your nipples. his smile falls when you nod. your surroundings spin as he flips you over. “guess i’ll have to claim you again.”

“s-sero-,” you begin to protest but he pushes your face into the sheets. you whimper as he presses his hardon against your ass, and you can’t help but squirm a bit. it seems to set him off and you can only yelp against your sheets as he forcedly enters you. there’s already some wetness dripping down your things and your face warms with embarrassment. 

his grip is tight on your hips as he begins fucking you without mercy. you move your hips back, meeting him as he thrusts inside you. whimpers and groans along with the sound of skin slapping skin resound through the room. 

“such a slut,” sero says as he increases his pace. one of his hands reaches out to your shoulder, lifting you up slightly. you moan freely, no longer caring as he continues remolding your pussy into the shape of his dick again. “fuck, i missed this pussy so much. dropped an entire mission to fucking see you again. shit-so tight-, you sure you let him hit?” 

“y-you have the biggest ego,” you manage to say as he leans down to suck a hickey into your shoulder, ignoring your whines of protest. 

“do i?” his voice is cocky as he leans back up. he grabs one of your legs and lifts them enough for him to get deeper inside you. “is it egotistical to just want you back?”

“i’m not yours anymore,” you say, but it’s weak. you know he doesn’t buy it either as he laughs and the sound only makes your stomach churn. 

“please, playing stupid doesn’t fit you,” he hisses as he thrusts harder, “you’re mine and you know it,” a particularly hard thrust has you seeing stars. it only boosts his ego, “there it is. did he ever find that spot?”

any reservations you had are gone now and you shake your head. you can barely recognize your voice as you sob, “no, he never did.”

“thought so. did he ever even make you cum?” he doesn’t wait for an answer as he continues fucking you. 

“‘m gonna cum,” you whisper as you start to move a hand down towards your clit. he slaps it away before you can. “‘m gonna cum’,” he mocks you before turning you on your back. “no, you’re not. you’re gonna cum on my dick alone.’

he pushes his cock into you again, cursing as he does. you wrap your legs around his waist and you can’t find yourself caring about the smug look he gives you as you do. he leans forward to kiss your tears away, “tomorrow, what do you think will happen if i sneak into the reception? if i tell your husband that the woman he loves is only a loan because you’re still mine?”

“y-you wouldn’t dare!” you hiccup as you wrap your arms around his neck. his thrusts only get quicker and harder as he laughs against your neck.

“you know it’s true,” he says as he sucks a hickey into your neck, “you know you still love me,” he thrusts again at the end of the sentence, and you throw your head back in pleasure. “c’mon baby, i know you’re close. such a slut, letting yourself get fucked by someone who isn’t your fiance.”

“‘m…not yours,” you lie. both of you know it’s a lie as his moans become airy and shaky. he calls you out on it, “liar. this pussy,” he reaches down to slap your clit, making you cry out, “is mine,” his hand moves down to your ass and he slaps it, “so is this ass,” his lips move down to your chest, pressing a kiss, “and so is your heart. it’s never been iida’s. never.”

the pleasure from his dick constantly hitting your spot with his words make you cum, immediately clenching down on him. he swears and you recognize the familiar tremble in his body as he cums inside of you. it only makes both of you moan louder as he marks you again as his. he collapses on top of you, limp as you close your eyes tiredly. you don’t have the energy to move him away from you as he grabs your chin. “hey,” he says quietly.

“what?” you ask tearfully as you gain clairty post-orgasm.

“i was serious earlier. i want you back,” he says and you shake your head. 

“don’t say that.”

“don’t marry him. i’ll prove to you i’ve changed,” his voice is gentle and warm, but you know if you continue listening you’ll just fall for empty promises again. “don’t get married tomorrow. stand him up. i’m sure uraraka or someone else can mend his heart back together. maybe aoyama.”

“no, hanta. get out.”

“baby, please-”

“get the fuck out!” you yell as you manage to push him off, avoiding eye contact with him as you cover yourself up with your sheets. “you abandoned me and i didn’t even get an explanation. i don’t care what you have to say.”

he doesn’t respond as he gets out of your bed, silently redressing. once he’s done, he walks over to your window, beginning to leave. he pauses when he hears you sniffle.

“i’ll be waiting back at our old place,” is all he says as he slips out your window, not sparing you another glance. 

he knew from the second you said his first name again that he’d have you back in no time. 

[tails-and-scales]

Meeting Solstice

(So I had an idea due to the art I've seen of Sun and Dream meeting, and @firedrakegirl got to listen to many a ramble on this. I wrote this before the Sun and Moon lamia were even a part of the shop, so I hope you enjoy the little drabble of a new family member joining!)

Adjusting the fabric around the single egg in the medbay with Gibbous curled around it as well, the rescued Lumen would talk quietly to the egg and Sai would tenderly scritch under his jaw, mindful of the scars. Sana and Neo were in for a checkup, mainly checking on how their scares were healing and how Sana was dealing with his false fang.

Layl and Fajar were settled on Sai's head, snuggled together to help ward off the slight chill from the winter air that tried to seep through the windows, and Laminae was spending time with her mate and their children in the nursery. The others were having a rather sleepy morning as it was just past the new year, and with sleepy mornings and cold winter air meant a good chunk of bitties were all bunched up in piles snoozing, even the centaurs were in the shop, the selkies enjoying the chill in their near ice like water. Occasionally a few would poke their heads up to look into the medbay, waving before diving back into the water.

The sound of a crack would make one of Sai's ears twitch, her eyes darting over to Gibbous as he watched the egg in shock. Bits of shell scattered as a pair of orange wings seemed to stretch, black hands shoving away more shell and out emerged a slightly smaller than normal Sun lamia that looked mildly confused before laying his mismatched eyes on the Lumen curled around him in the nest. Chirring curiously, his head would tilt before he would lunge forward, Sai yelping in shock as she darted over to the pair, prepared to pull them apart before realizing that the new hatchling was snuggling up to the Lumen.

"I... Are you ok Gibbous?" She would ask softly, watching the Sun carefully.

"No bites, only snuggle-" He responded before squeaking as the damp wings would ruffle and wrap around him.

Oh dear- She needed to get the little Sun cleaned up before he got sick from the chill, hurrying to a warmer to pull out a warm towel to help dry his wings and at least help him get cleaned up. Despite the snap of fangs at her in his wary state, thinking she might harm his new bonded, with enough encouragement from Gibbous, she would be able to clean him up and get him dressed up before calling for Torque through their bond.

"Torque, can you tell- Did he pick Gibbous for his bonded?" She would ask the Chain softly, watching his behavior as it was very similar to how the other Sun lamia treated their bonded Moons.

A simple nod would make her huff a soft smile before fondly shaking her head in mild exasperation. A Lumen without a Nocturne and a Sun without a Moon, what a pair to say the least. At least Gibbous didn't seem to mind too much, content to snuggle with his new companion.

"Welcome to the family, Solstice, don't you worry, you'll be safe with us, little one."