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Prompt for dc x dp crossover

Danny’s in Gotham for whatever reason be it school, work, or just for the weekend. His core by this point is fully developed and just projects calm & safety constantly cause he is constantly in a hero position back in Amity and both help him deal with people and ghosts. (Working doubly so for ghosts/ectoplasmic creatures cause they tend to need to feel it strongly for it to work on them). Anyways he comes across one of the batkids affected by the pits (Jason, Damian, Cass) who is currently very growly and violent and just yoinks them up by the back of their shirt/jacket/whatever like a disgruntled kitten.

The situation goes from a step away from violence to immediate confused and relaxed calm. Vigilante children go completely slack because WOW do they feel safe and calm right now.

Danny is too tired to notice anything other then the fact that: ghostly -> anger -> fight -> something he has to deal with

So once the area feels calm he just places whoever he grabbed gently on the ground pats their head and continues on his way. No context and by the time the bats get their heads in working order he’s already gone.

It is now a hunt to find this dude while Danny barely misses running into them by complete coincidence. He has no idea what he started and doesn’t even really remember the event cause he’s done that exact thing to calm situations down so many times in Amity that it doesn’t even register as something important to remember.

The batkids are actively pulling all the stops and just failing to find this guy. Bruce is not even involved it’s just the kids.

Me, trying my hand at making memes for the first time: ʸᵒ ᵈᵃⁿⁿʸ ᶠᵉⁿᵗᵒⁿ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ¹⁴ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᵖᵃʳᵉⁿᵗˢ ᵇᵘⁱˡᵗ ᵃ ᵛᵉʳʸ ˢᵗʳᵃⁿᵍᵉ ᵐᵃᶜʰⁱⁿᵉ

Also me, making my memes and apparently making people have crises over The Box Ghost having a Minnesota accent: >:)

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“Ah, welcome, Ms. Y/N! Thank you for accepting the job offer we extended to you. We are glad to have you with us. Your expertise on the subject will help us further our study on these mutations and what we can do to cure them. Now, I need you to study this information I’m going to be giving you. You are about to meet the eleven inmates that currently reside in this institution and it is vital you follow all the rules in place for each one. We will soon be proceeding to meet each one.

And may I remind you…

These individuals are extremely dangerous.”

In this world, mutations, renamed as ‘Quirks’, are abnormal. Only about 5%-8% of the world population are known to have these so called ‘Quirks’. You are a graduate of one of the most prestigious science tech schools in the country. You’ve been selected to work for a secret scientific research facility that houses some of the most notorious criminals in the nation. Besides their crimes, what makes these individuals incredibly dangerous are their mutations. After meeting these individuals, they seem to have taking a liking to you. That should make your research and search for the cure all that much easier…

Right?

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Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 7.5 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10

[TAGLIST IS CLOSED]

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Aberration Bonuses:

Cannon ‘HC’:

Inmates from most to least likely to hurt you [asked by anon]

How loud the inmates are in bed [asked by anon]

How the inmates would react to Aizawa calling you ‘Sweetcheeks’ [asked by anon]

What would the inmates talk about besides their quirks and crimes [asked by @dementedinc-blog]

Headcannons:

Inmates finding you out on a jog a month later - Part 2 [asked by @yoshimochii]

How the inmates react to you having period cramps [asked by anon]

How the inmates would react to you wearing a wedding ring [asked by anon]

Fanart:

Inmate Tamaki Amajiki by @simply-not-the-same

Inmate Tamaki Amajiki by @srcpcsoha​

Inmate Hitoshi Shinso by @srcpcsoha​

Inmate Katsuki Bakugo by @blissfullyrhea​

Inmate Katsuki Bakugo by @melonecc

Inmates Denki Kaminari and Izuku Midoriya by @yugisamma

Scientist Aizawa and Assistant Momo by @melonecc

Mochi’s Headcannon Scene with Midoriya by @melonecc

Aberration Spotify Playlist by @beels-burger-babe

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Various MHA x Fem!Reader

Horror/Thriller/Yandere

Warnings: Will contain mentions of murder, assault, cannibalism, stalking, torture, arson, terrorism, and other felonies, Yandere themes, Sexual assault, Mental illness, abuse. Will add more as I write. DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE A MINOR. DARK CONTENT.

Disclaimer: Characters are aged-up. I do not own MHA nor do these personalities represent the writers, characters or VAs of the show. This is strictly fiction and for entertainment purposes only.

A/N: Loosly inspired by @stayarmytinyzenmoa-l amazing story Zemblanity and @gaiyofanfiction story Twisted Karnival

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So in this au let's say danny is john Constantine's dad right. Right. Anyway.

The JL need the ghost king for something and ask JL dark to help them with the summoning but Constantine flat out told them in his words "fuck no I will NEVER help you summon the ghost king, believe me you dont want to meet him". So the JL assume that the ghost king is some big bad because even John-im-not-afraid-to-sell-my-soul-to-get-the-job-done-Constantine told practically ordered them not to summon him.

But the JL really do need the ghost king so they do try to summon him but john found out and stopped them. And it goes on and on where the JL try to summon the ghost king but john stops them. And the JL get frustrated and wonder women says "look we understand he is a truly evil, vile, creature but we do need him". John looks at her like she just killed a man, he may not want to summon danny but that's his father and NOBODY talks about his dad that way. So John snaps and yells "HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT, HE ISNT VILE, OR EVIL HELL HE DOSNT EVEN FUCKING CURSE."

Everyone goes quite looking at Constantine. The flash is the first to speak "if he isnt bad new then why dont you want us to summon him?" John rolls his eyes and grumbled "because its fucking embarrassing" and the JL are just so confused.

John sighs and says something in Latin, the summoning circle they made starts glowing and fog starts pouring out. A teen dressed in a black jump suit why gloves and white boots wearing a cape, has glowing green eyes, snowy hair, and hase a green fire crown above his head appears.

The teen looked at john and glares. The JL figured out this was the ghost king and he didnt look happy. He stepped out of the circle and made his way over to john.

The rest of the JL think john is about to die and are ready to step in when the king says "why. Do. You. Have. A. Contract. On . Your. Soul. AGAIN?!" Exasperated. The JL then watched the Literal king of the dead berate and lecture john on soul contract safety. Yeah john was so embarrassed.

:: 𝑳𝒖𝒔𝒕 ﹠ 𝑳𝒖𝒙𝒖𝒓𝒚 :: featuring 𝐁𝐚𝐧

♡. w//c. 1.5k

♡. t//w. [ SMUT. ] Fem!Reader. AFAB!Reader. Soft Dom!Ban. Size kink. Use of 'Princess. Good girl. Baby girl.' Praise kink. Multiple orgasms. Squirting. Cream pie. Slight dumbification. Cervix fucking mentions but not focused.

♡. sy//ns. You were his princess, and Ban could never deny his princess.

♡. a//n. Pure smut with the hot fox daddy

Big.

He was big.

Not just in the way his massive, nearly 7ft frame dwarfed you. No, it was the way his cock spread your cunt's lips wide open, stretching and filling you deeply to the point you felt you might split in two. Your eyes widened as fingers entangled themselves into the sheets below you, sweat beading along your forehead with every agonizing inch of cock that sunk into you.

A kiss was pressed to your temple, the touch sweet and sending your heart fluttering. Words were warm against the shell of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine; "You're doing so good, princess, taking all my cock like this."

You whimpered as a response but hips shifted back in an attempt to take the rest of him inside of you. You had to stop the moment the head of his cock met your cervix, the sensation deep in your gut and a delightful mingle of slight discomfort and satisfaction. Ban let out a little chuckle at your eagerness. You'd been laying on your stomach, the massive fox-like man coming into you from behind and craning his entirety over your frame. One of his hands kept him propped up while the other cradled your chin, drawing your head up enough to be able to look up at him.

"You look so pretty," he cooed, thumb brushing against the soft of your cheek. "You gonna keep being good for me? You gonna keep taking my cock as well as you are?"

You nodded in his grasp, a little 'mhm' slipping from your lips. Determination sat on your brows, a glimmer in your eyes as you gazed into slitted crimson irises. Ban flashed you a smile, fangs glinting.

"Good girl," he purred, pressing another kiss but this time to your forehead. Hand released you and your chin fell down to the bed, head turning to look back as soon as you felt his hips withdraw.

The slide back into you felt divine. Gummy walls clamped and greedily sucked him in, pleasure beginning to beat against your stomach and curl throughout your body with every pump of his cock. Eyes rolled up as your lips parted, gentle moans echoing from your throat. The pace was nice and slow at first, enough for you to feel every agonizing sensation that budded throughout your body.

"Oh god," you breathed, head of his cock rubbing up against your deepest core.

Ban's lips met the crown of your head, words murmured into the skin; "You're taking all of me in, baby girl. I'm so proud of you."

The words sent your heart into a tizzy, the praise practically making you glow with both pride and pleasure. You wanted to hear more, to know how wonderful you felt, how you made his cock feel. Yet you kept it to yourself, knowing full well within time you'd get what you wanted. Ban always gave you what you wanted.

You felt his hips rock, stretching your walls and scratching that itch that'd been gnawing at you. You couldn't help it; his cock felt too good, you couldn't stave the craving of having him back inside of you for longer than a few days. You'd clawed at his chest and jacket, fingers and hands kneading at the leather while you mewled like a pitiful kitten for him. Ban would always grin while a hand snaked itself around your waist, pulling you firmly to sit into his lap.

"A-ah, fuck," you'd gasped out. Arms reached out and hands clawed at the sheets, drawing the fabric to you as you felt his cock pound into the sweetest of spots within you. Vision was growing fuzzy, your mouth hanging slack as the pleasure ran hot through your bloodstream, igniting you from the inside out. Deep within your gut the pleasure bubbled until finally the heat rose and you were spilling around his cock. Your cum was slick and wet, oozing around the base of him and dripping down your swollen lips.

"You cumming for me, baby?" he cooed, feeling the way your walls gripped onto him like a vice, massaging him in every single way he so dearly loved. "You tightening up? You feel so damn good, nice and warm around my cock. Cum for me again."

It wasn't like you had much of a choice. He'd fucked you straight through the orgasm, leaving no room for reprieve. Your head laid down onto the mattress below, pants and moans escaping from your lips as the pleasure once again began to simmer deep in your gut. You could feel it coming, that blinding white feeling that exploded from within and coursed throughout your entire body, leaving it exhausted.

"You're so wet for me," the deep baritone of his voice continued to praise, the words showering you and feeling warmer than sunbeams on a Summer's day.

Ban had shifted so that his hands cupped over your own, relieving your digits of their tightening grip along the sheets and instead favoring the clenching of his own. Palms dwarfed yours and covered them almost entirely, your grip weak in comparison to his own as he clung to you.

Again, and again, you'd felt your pussy flutter around his cock and begin to lazily drool cum around him. Cock was slicked shiny and wet, the sounds of him pounding into your cunt filling the empty spaces your wails and moans didn't take up. Ban breathed a soft groan at a particularly heated cinch, your walls tending him in a way that made him bite down at his lip.

You could feel him throb within you, and the thought of his cum made your eyes roll up and cunt spasm around him. You echoed a soft moan laced with his name. Fuck, you wanted him to cum, to fill you so that it'd spill out in a steady stream from your hole when he pulled out. Wanted to feel the way his cock would grow hot and thick before pumping you full. It drove you nearly feral, your teeth connecting with your bottom lip so hard it nearly drew blood.

Just as you'd told yourself before; you always got what you wanted, and Ban was always happy to give it. However, you knew he wouldn't this time unless you said something.

"B-Ban," you whimpered out.

Your fox dipped himself down, pressing a kiss to the shell of your ear before giving it a playful little nibble; "Yes, baby girl?"

You swallowed at the nickname, heart beating against your ribcage. Your words were a pitiful babble, lust's fangs sinking themselves so deep into your core it'd become hard to think straight; "W-wanna... Wanna be full."

Ban's lips curled into a grin, cheeks dusting a pretty pink. "Already? But you're doing so good, you've lasted so much longer this time."

You nodded, giving a squeeze to his fingers. "C-cum in me, please, I wan' it so bad."

There was no way he could deny you; not when his pretty baby was practically begging for him. Another kiss was laid to your temple before he'd lifted his hips enough to slide himself partially out and then back in, the act making you groan in delight. He fucked you lazily, taking his time, enjoying the way your ass bounced with every hit of his hips and body shifted against his weight along the bed. You were so cute, so lovely.

You came again, this time with a wail and the tensing of your body. Something had felt different. This felt white hot, burning, your cunt throbbing and aching with a need for release and you whimpered and wailed as mind came to a halting stop. Before you could stop yourself, you'd felt it; a gush of warmth splashing down across your thighs and his cock, staining the sheets and the mattress below. Ban echoed your moans, his deep and low in their bellow. Cock began to throb from within you, your mind falling blank save for a select choice words of, 'cum, please, cum, cum.'

The warmth flooded you and you gasped a little. Ban grew still, his sigh low and long as it escaped from his chest and he spilled deep inside of you. You felt so good, too good, he couldn't help himself.

It'd already begun to leak even before he'd slipped his fat cock out of you. Cum dripped in a steady stream down your pussy lips, soaking your throbbing clit and dripping down onto the sheets below.

You were left a panting mess along the bed, body spent and thighs wet and sticky. Ban drank you in, admiring your unravel with a slight smile before he sat himself along the side of the bed and scooped you up into his arms and lap. Feebly you curled up into him while he pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

"You did so good for me, princess."

Memories Will Last Forever (Sitka x reader)

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Warnings: Major character death

A smile quickly made it’s way to Y/n’s face as her eyes landed on her husband. Kallik’s excited babbles suggested that he had also seen the man walking toward their home. He squirmed in his mother’s arms, reaching out for his dad. Y/n placed him down, letting the young boy walk on shaky legs to his father.

Sitka let out a small chuckle as Kallik reached him. “Hello, little bug,” he smiled, picking the boy up and pressing a kiss to his head. Sitka made his way over to Y/n. “And my darling wife,” he kissed Y/n’s cheek, “You’re looking absolutely beautiful today.”

“Thank you. You’re looking good yourself.” Y/n smiled at her little family. Every time she saw them together, she remembered the first time Sitka held his son.

Kallik was born during last year’s first summer storm. Thunder and lightning were rare in the north, but that night had been filled with loud booms and flashes of light. Sitka was terrified, not of the overstimulating storm but of the screams of his love that filled the silent pauses.

Their relationship seemed to be rushed. Y/n and Sitka had grown up together, and he knew from the moment he came of age that she would be his wife. She was his rock when his parents died, and she helped him take care of his little brothers. They got married when they were twenty, but even then, some of their friends had been shocked it took so long. It wasn’t even half a year after the wedding that Y/n got pregnant.

They were absolutely terrified. It seemed too soon for a baby, but everyone reminded them that they had already been taking care of children for a couple years. Denahi and Kenai weren’t young, but they had still needed caring for when their parents had died. After some convincing and reminiscing of the times they had to help Denahi or Kenai out of a sticky situation, Y/n and Sitka felt ready.

Still, no amount of planning could have prepared Sitka for the fear he felt when Y/n’s contractions started.

Her screams were loud, and his hand was sore. When she started crying, he tried to calm her, but it was nearly impossible with his own erratic fears. He kissed away her tears and tried to reassure her it would be over soon.

In the end, they both felt it was worth it. The feeling of seeing their spouse with their son was more happiness than either had ever felt.

Y/n was grateful that she got to feel a piece of that happiness every time Stika held their son. She pulled herself out of her memories.

Kallik was babbling as if he was talking to Sitka, and Sitka was playing along. He could say a few words, like ‘food’ and ‘up,’ and he even knew the names of the people he saw every day, even if he couldn’t always pronounce them correctly. He stopped talking suddenly and rested his head on Sitka’s shoulder.

“You tired?” Sitka asked the boy.

“He shouldn’t be,” Y/n responded. “He just woke up from his nap.”

Y/n’s eye caught on something behind her husband. It was his bag of supplies from their fishing trip. She went and picked it up, bringing it inside. Sitka followed her.

“How was the river?” Y/n started unpacking the bag. “Lots of fish?”

Sitka nodded. “Yeah, there were a couple times we lost some because Kenai was fooling around, but we still got plenty.”

“Is he nervous?”

“He seems pretty confident. Nothing like we were.” They both let out a soft chuckle remembering their coming of age ceremonies.

Sitka’s birthday was just a month before Y/n. He had been terrified, pacing the entire morning before the ceremony. His parents had tried everything. They reassured him, told him the stories of their own rituals, and even tried giving him tasks to do, but nothing seemed to work. Y/n was the only one who could get him to calm down, even if it was only a bit.

She had stopped him, holding him still with her hands on his shoulders. He was stronger than her and could have easily moved, but he let her block him. Looking him in the eyes, Y/n promised him that no matter what his totem was, she would still be his friend. She told him that it didn’t change who he was; it just showed him the best path to take.

He didn’t tell anyone until years later, but that was the moment Sitka knew he would marry Y/n.

A month later, before Y/n got her totem, he had repeated her words to her, and for good luck, he gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Y/n barely remembered the rest of the day after the kiss, but she didn’t really care. She was pretty sure she loved her best friend, and that was more important than anything else.

Together, they figured out their totems. They weren’t sure how to live like an eagle of guidance or a reindeer of perseverance. But they figured it out, and they figured out their relationship, too.

As Y/n finished unpacking the bag, Sitka’s voice rang out, “Is Tanana back yet?”

“Not yet—”

As soon as Y/n had said the words, someone called out: “She’s back!”

They could hear people running past outside. Y/n smiled. “Nevermind.”

Sitka walked over to his wife, giving her a kiss. She took Kallik from his arms as he went to check on Kenai and make sure both his brothers were heading to the ceremony. “See you there.”

Y/n placed Kallik on her shoulders before joining the rest of the tribe.

Y/n sat beside Alasie, making sure to leave room for her husband and his brothers. Alasie had several children, and Y/n often spent time with her, letting their children play together. Kallik enjoyed spending time with them, and the older children seemed to enjoy playing with him.

Kallik crawled from Y/n’s lap, standing as soon as he could. He seemed particularly interested in the music and dancing. He bounced himself up and down in his own little dance. Y/n and Alasie giggled as they watched him. Some of the older kids joined in, trying to mimic the adult dancers.

Eventually, Sitka, Denahi, and Kenai joined them.

Kallik was excited to see his uncles and quickly paused his dancing to go see them. The boys smiled at their nephew, tickling and playing with him.

Y/n remembered when she and Sitka had told them she was pregnant.

She had been worried they wouldn’t take it well.

Denahi had come of age and already got his totem. He had started spending less time at home with the family, preferring to go out with friends. He still spent a lot of time with his brothers and new sister, but he didn’t seem like he would be overly worried about a loss of attention that the baby would bring.

Kenai was a different story. He was a wild 14-year-old, adventurous and a bit reckless. Since his parents died, he had taken to exploring and going on adventures with Y/n or Sitka. Those adventures would have to be paused for a little while, at least Y/n’s would. Sitka would have to stop when the due date got closer to get ready for the baby.

Y/n was worried Kenai would be upset that he was losing his adventure pals; she knew how upset he had been when his dad—who used to take him on the trips—was gone. She didn’t want to be the cause of his distress.

In the end, it was all for naught. Denahi was happy for Sitka and Y/n, but Kenai had shocked both the adults with his reaction. He nearly exploded with excitement. As soon as the words left their mouths, Kenai started talking about the adventures he would take the baby on and all the cool things he could do with a baby. Y/n and Sitka had to explain that some of those things wouldn’t be happening with their baby, but they were still overjoyed with the reaction.

Suddenly, Lusa, Alasie’s daughter, started running away. Alasie kept her eyes on the little girl, watching that she didn’t stray too far.

Tanana entered the circle. She lit the fire, officially starting the ceremony.

She was interrupted by a quiet voice calling for her. Lusa held her arms up, hoping to be picked up by the shaman.

Tanana lifted her up before beginning her speech. She carried Lusa in her arms as she talked. “When each of us comes of age, the great spirits reveal to us a totem that helps guide us through our lives. Some of us use courage to guide us.” She gestured to Kanut, who had received a totem of courage. “Others patience.” She handed Lusa back to Alasie with a smile. “And some of us, beauty.” She sat down and picked up a bowl of paints. “Kenai,” she called.

Kenai was up and over to Tanana as soon as he heard his name. Y/n, Sitka and Denahi laughed lightly at his eagerness. They could see him bouncing with excitement as he talked with Tanana.

“Kenai,” Tanana continued, loud enough for everyone to hear, “I have been to the mountain where the lights touch the earth, and the great spirits have revealed to me your totem. To become a man, your actions must be guided by one thing.” She reached behind her and began unfolding the bundle. “Your totem is,” she paused, revealing a bear, “love.”

“What?” Kenai asked.

“Yes, love.” Tanana put the totem around his neck.

He picked it up from his chest. “The bear of love?”

Denahi started silently laughing. They all knew how excited Kenai had been; he was sure he would get a sabre tooth tiger for bravery or something equally as cool. Y/n elbowed the middle brother, silently telling him to knock it off.

When Kenai turned around, his face looked so desperate, Y/n couldn’t help the quiet laugh that escaped her lips. Her hand quickly clamped over her mouth as Kenai whispered, “Who wants to trade?”

Tanana grabbed his face, turning him back to her. “There is no trading!” She hit his head. “Oh, Kenai, love is the most precious of totems. It reveals itself in unexpected ways. Let love guide your actions, then one day, you’ll be a man and will place your mark next to those of our ancestors.”

They stood, walking over to the cave wall. Kenai glanced from his hand to the wall. His parents had placed their marks on the wall, as had Sitka and Y/n. He wanted to prove that he could be a man—that he could be accomplished.

Tanana lifted his hand into the air, and the crowd erupted into cheers.

Once the ceremony was over, everyone began standing. Y/n, Sitka, and Denahi were going to go see Kenai, but he had already left.

Denahi ran off, promising to find Kenai. Sitka and Y/n made their way back slowly, letting Kallik walk at his own pace. Every now and then, Kallik would spot a rock that caught his eye. He would stop to pick it up and present it to one of his parents as a gift.

“You know,” Y/n started as Kallik gave Sitka a rock, “I’ve started feeling some of the signs.” Sitka glanced up, not understanding what was his wife was talking about. Y/n smiled at him as he rose back to his full height. “How would you feel if we had another child?”

Sitka smiled brightly. “Are you serious?”

“I don’t know for sure, but all the signs I had with Kallik are starting again. I think I might be.”

Sitka grabbed Y/n in his arms, hugging her as tight as he could. “I am so happy.” He nestled his head into her neck. “Another baby.” He pulled back, still smiling. “The boys will be so happy and—”

Kallik came running up to them with another rock, this one for Y/n. She bent down and picked him up.

“And this little bug,” Sitka continued, tickling his son, “I bet he’s going to love being a big brother.” He kissed them both.

The sound of his brothers arguing caused both to turn their heads. Sitka smiled as he headed towards the sound. “Make sure they don’t kill each other.”

“I’ll try.”

As soon as he was out of sight, Y/n smiled down at her son. “Want to come help with the fish?”

Kallik didn’t know what most of those words were, but he liked fish. “Fish!” he cheered as they walked.

When they go there, a few others who were helping with the fish, including Denahi, had already arrived. They were all looking around at the remains of the fish. The basket had come down, and the paw prints in the dirt suggested a bear had done it. Denahi picked up the rope. They all noticed it was unbroken.

Sitka and Kenai arrived at that moment, talking about thieving bears.

“You didn’t tie it up, did you?” Denahi asked, stepping closer to Kenai. Kenai stuttered, not knowing what to say. “You should have gotten the totem of pinheads.”

“Knock it off,” Sitka interrupted. “We’ll just make another basket.”

“—We? Oh no,” Denahi stormed forward, “it took me two weeks to make that basket. Get loverboy to do it. He’s the one that’s messing things up all the time. Typical Kenai.”

Kenai disappeared briefly and returned with his spear. “All right. I’ll go get your basket.”

“Kenai, wait!” Sitka called, but Kenai was already gone. “Kenai!” He glared at Denahi.

“What?”

Y/n stepped up to him. “You know exactly what. How many times have you made a mistake that Sitka or I had to fix?” Denahi looked down. “Now, your brother has gone out to hunt down a basket taken by a bear. I think you best go with him.”

Sitka smiled when Denahi left to grab his spear. He placed a kiss on Y/n’s forehead and ruffled his son’s hair as he rested against his mother’s chest. “I’ll see you later. Apparently, I’m on basket rescue duty.”

Y/n smiled. “Keep them safe.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

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The sun had just gone down when Y/n heard the commotion outside their home. She glanced back to see Kallik playing with his toys before she stepped out. Several of the tribe’s men were rushing towards the river. The women were watching from their homes. When they caught Y/n’s eye, they gave her a sorrowful look.

She spotted Denahi walking towards her with his head hung low. “Denahi,” she called, pushing forward. “What’s going on?” He glanced up, his eyes filled with tears. “Where’s Kenai? Is everything okay?”

Denahi held up the fabric in his hand. It was Sitka’s hood.

Y/n gasped, bringing a hand to her chest. “No,” she whispered with a shaky voice.

He handed her the cloth. “I’m so sorry, Y/n.” He reached out to put a hand on her shoulder, but she collapsed to her knees.

Tears streamed down her face. She clutched Sitka’s hood to her chest as she sobbed. The rest of the world was tuned out as her mind replayed her time with Sitka. From the time they learned how to fish to their wedding, Y/n replayed it all. Her heart broke as she thought of their conversation just before he left. If she was pregnant, she would have to do it all without him—without the love of her life.

She felt someone put their arms around her, and for a moment, she pretended it was Sitka. She knew it wasn’t. She knew it was probably Denahi or even one of her friends. But she needed to pretend, even if it was just for a minute.

Her imagination was broken as she felt two little hands on her cheeks. She opened her eyes to see her son.

“Mama?” Kallik asked, worried at the sight of her tears. He had never seen his mother cry; she had always been so happy.

Y/n pulled him into her lap and held him close. “I’m sorry, my love. It will be okay. Mama’s okay.”

–

Y/n walked through the crowds with Kallick in her arms and Denahi and Kenai by her sides. Denahi carried Sitka’s spear while Kenai had his fur hood. They placed the items down in front of Tanana as she began the ritual of farewell.

Denahi, Kenai, and Y/n, with Kallik on her lap, knelt in front of Tanana and watched.

Y/n was certain Kallik didn’t quite understand what was happening. She had told him what she thought he would comprehend. She told him that his father wouldn’t be coming home, and it was just them now. But Kallik still asked when his dad would be back.

He could understand that tonight was a special night through the bright lights and his best clothes, but he didn’t know what it was for. He stayed quiet, curled in his mother’s lap.

As the ceremony ended, Y/n notice Kallik yawn. She stood up, listening to the condolences of everyone who approached. When Alasie came up, she offered to take Kallik home and put him to bed. She could see that he had almost fallen asleep already, so Y/n handed him over, thanking her good friend.

Y/n glanced over to her family but found that Kenai had already gone. She stood by Denahi, watching as the fire flicked up into the night. When she noticed the tears in his eyes, she held Denahi’s hand, squeezing it as a sign she wouldn’t leave.

When the fire had finally died out, Tanana left, leaving Y/n and Denahi.

Kenai approached from behind, carrying two spears and a bag with food. “You ready?” he called out.

Y/n and Denahi turned. “For what?” Denahi asked.

“For going after the bear.” Kenai tossed one of the spears to him.

Y/n shook her head. “Kenai, you can’t. The bear didn’t kill him. This will only anger the spirits.”

“I know what you’re feeling,” Denahi agreed, “but killing that bear is wrong.”

“Wrong?” Kenai’s voice was firm. “Our brother is dead, and it’s because of that monster.”

“Kenai,” Y/n pleaded, but her voice was drowned out by Denahi.

“I don’t blame the bear, Kenai.”

“Denahi!” Y/n scolded. “This was no one’s fault. You both need to calm down.”

“—No offence, Y/n, but you weren’t there.” Kenai scoffed. “You don’t know what happened.”

“Kenai,” Denahi drawled, “killing that bear won’t make you a man.”

“Oh,” Kenai pushed his brother. “Now you’re trying to be wise.”

“I’m trying to follow my totem. Why can’t you do the same?”

“You really think love has anything to do with being a man? A man wouldn’t just sit here and do nothing.” Kenai turned, but Denahi stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.

“Kenai. Don’t upset the spirits.”

Kenai scoffed. “Spirits. Thanks for your wisdom.” He began his angry stomp again, only pausing when he passed Tanana. He pulled his totem off and threw it in the ash before leaving.

Tanana picked it up and brushed it off.

Denahi looked between Y/n and where Kenai disappeared to. “I’ve got to stop him.”

Y/n took the totem from Tanana and placed it in Denahi’s hand. “You come back to me—both of you.” She brought a hand up to caress his cheek. “Sitka doesn’t need to be avenged; he needs his family to be together.”

Denahi nodded before chasing after his brother.

–

Y/n noticed the eagle that always seemed to perch on the trees near their home. Whenever she was having a bad day, or she felt like she needed her husband, the eagle was there. It watched her and Kallik, making sure they were okay. She dared to think it was Sitka watching over her and his son.

When Denahi returned from tracking Kenai, he returned with two bears in tow. He claimed that it was Kenai—that the spirits had turned him into a bear for taking an innocent life. At first, Y/n was skeptical, but one look into the bear’s eyes told her exactly who it was.

The bear was gentle as it nuzzled Kallik and Y/n’s stomach, which had grown slightly over the past few months. Y/n adored the smaller bear that came home with them, too. Koda, as Denahi told her was the young bear’s name, was adorable.

Y/n saw the eagle that afternoon.

At the ceremony to celebrate Kenai becoming a man—or a bear in his case—Y/n felt happier than she had in a long time. And as they walked back to their home, Y/n spotted the eagle.

It appeared at every major event. When Y/n gave birth to her baby girl, Awena, the eagle was perched outside.

It brought her comfort to know that her husband was still watching over her and their children. He wasn’t truly gone. She saw him every day, and in the nights, while she slept, she relived her memories of him. When her children were older, she would tell them her memories, and in that way, he would live forever.

Day 18: Silvers Rayleigh x fem! reader

He's so hot... such a daddy. I'd love to write a part two following right after this later, I think I'm going into a small writer's block, so sorry this didn't end in something too juicy :,))

Word count: 0,9K

Content: female reader, age gap, daddy kink, use of "princess", oral sex (male receiving), hinted ffm threesome and open relationship

“Oh isn’t Shakky here?” you observed, hanging up your coat, looking around for the couple.

The older man chuckled at your words, amused those were your first words when you stepped into the (closed) bar, “No, it’s just me here, sorry to disappoint, princess,” you heard his husky voice call you, serving as your guide.

“Oh come on, you know I didn’t mean it like that,” you laughed back, seeing him splayed on the couch, looking ready for a nap. A small, playful grin tugged on your lips.

“I can come back if you need to sleep, after all, it’s kinda late for an old man,” you checked your watchless wrist, and heard him grunt as he pulled himself off the couch, suddenly his presence was anything but sleepy, a sheepish smile on his face.

“Like you’re not the one who likes to be fucked by old men? You always fall asleep before we do, even though we’re so old,” he laughed before waltzing towards you, backing you into the wall of the living room, your eyes widening. His rough hand cupped your chin, his fingers and thumb pressing against your cheeks. God, he looked so unfairly handsome, his wrinkles showing just how much he had laughed and smiled in his lifetime.

“You also love having old women fuck you, Shakky was disappointed for not being able to participate tonight,” he licked his bottom lip, seeing how you suddenly got so quiet, “she always looks forward to fucking you, you know? Hearing your cute little voice moaning her name,” and his words forced your thighs together, feeling a familiar warmth pooling down your body.

His charming smirk always made your knees buckle beneath you, “Cat got your tongue? You were bullying me just seconds ago,” his thumb stroked over your bottom lip, before pressing it further into your mouth, your tongue instinctively wrapping around his digit.

“Good girl, always knowing how to use that pretty little mouth of yours,” and damn that geezer for using your weakness against you, a moan at the pet name accompanied by your panties growing damp living proof of your vivid arousal.

“Gonna be a good girl for daddy tonight?” his eyes darkened when they found yours, his words going straight to your core, “or do I have to deal with a brat?”.

Belt lousily unbuckled with pants draped around the pirate's ankles, his veiny, experienced hand was fisted in your hair while he watched you bob obediently up and down on his cock, your sweet, delicate lips stretched around his girth.

“Fuck,” labored breaths and groans blessing your ears keened you on, hollowing your cheeks around the dark king, causing him to push deeper down your throat, accompanied by a guttural groan soaking your panties.

“So impatient - hng - starving for cock, hm?” a small thrust forced your head backward into the wall, your fingers digging into the muscles of his thighs, “then fucking take it”.

His thrusts grew harsher, more impatient, feeling your throat contract around his girth, feeling drool escape from your mouth as he drank in your sweet sounds of gurgling and gagging. And he loved how eager you were to please him, desperate, glazed eyes looking up at him searching for approval. Searching for the fire only he had in his eyes, needing to hear his voice tell you just how much of a good girl you are, taking his cock so well. That thick, smooth voice carrying such authority over you, a single syllable leaving your thighs clenched, your core heating up in anticipation.

“Being such a good girl for your daddy, princess,” and there it was. A small moan vibrated through his length, your eyes shut close as a wild, electrifying shot of arousal lit your body aflame, pushing your nose flush against the soft, white hair resting at the base of his cock. 

And you looked divine where your knees dug into the floor, sure to be bruised along with the roof of your mouth and your inner walls when he was done with you, proof of how your older lover had you wrapped around his finger. Small bangs of your head against the wall was muted by his hands, not wanting to hurt you unnecessarily. His cock abusing your throat was an exception to that rule, as you loved feeling him twitch inside your warm and wet cave of a mouth, eagerly eating up his groans as he fucked your throat, the drool pooling past your lips creating the perfect lube for the old man.

Crescent moons decorated the dark king for days at a time, and not only on his thighs of course, which was only the starting point until they reached their destined place his back later in the night, highlighting the scars and muscles carved after years of adventure. His favorite little reminder of your steamy and pleasurable rendezvous, relishing in the young woman so desperate and eager for the paradise he provided, happy he got to indulge in your fantasy, especially if it meant you would lick up every single drop of his arousal when you were done.

I would do ANYTHING to be Shakky and Rayleigh's plaything istg. Anyways thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed it!

Jack, Juno, Legoshi, and Louis reacting to having a s/o who is shy around people but really talkative when they are alone:

A/N: that’s a long title omg

Also I couldn’t find like any manga panels and am too lazy to make them myself so you don‘t get pics for this post 😭😭😭

Warning(s):

Pairing(s): Jack x reader, Juno x reader, Legoshi x reader, Louis x reader

Request are always open!

JACK:

-> surprised???

-> I mean he is pretty nice to everybody so when he see’s you being shy and quiet he is all like

-> “NEW BEST FRIEND!!!”

-> and then you guy’s start dating and he is just gone

-> you don’t need to talk to get your point across you are amazing in your own way

-> but as soon as you get really talkative when you bring him home he is all like ?????

-> POOR BABY BOY IS SO USE TO TALKING FOR YOU HE FEELS LIKE THE SHY ONE

-> ”what‘s wrong puppy?”

-> “I—I uuuhh… *hides flushing face*”

-> congrats y/n you broke him

-> but he would be happy to see you more comfortable

JUNO:

-> I—

-> how do I start to explain her?

-> help her please

-> she is dead omg

-> just 💀

-> “baby? How are you? You ok?”

-> she would ask you as she pat your head

-> when she realizes that you aren’t comfortable around a lot of people she would wag her tail a lot when she is alone with you

-> just because she likes to see your bright smile

-> she will tell everyone at school and they don’t believe her

-> Juno would just roll her eyes and give you a knowing look

LEGOSHI:

-> he doesn’t understand

-> I mean sure he is quiet but you?

-> you where quitter if that is a thing

-> like you wouldn’t even talk except when you had to

-> for example: if a teacher called on you, if you where doing a presentation, if you had some likes for theater, etc

-> so Legoshi for some sense of like “Big brother“ vibes over you

-> so when he see’s you talking a mile a minute and getting happy all of a sudden he is like

-> 😳

-> “that’s hot”

-> he would try to make you be more open but when he realizes that you won’t he stops trying

-> he likes it when you are alone with him, it makes him see your true colors

LOUIS:

-> Louis is a very proud man

-> but when he see’s you he suddenly get’s a softer side

-> he will soften his heart and look at you with big eyes

-> but when he brings you alone in his apartment you will start to tell him everything

-> he didn’t even realize that he was being so quiet until you stopped and asked if you where being too annoying

-> “no, no, no! Not at all! I am just…surprised…”