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who would’ve thought the strongest sorcerer would be begging on his knees for you?

“pleeeaseee…” satoru whines, on his knees before you. you’re sitting on the edge of the bed, looking down at your husband who’s kneeling in front of you. his torso is bare, strong arms wrapped around your waist as he rests his chin on your knee.

“satoru, i said no. we can’t risk anything.” you scold him gently.

“but i just wanna try it! i’ll pull out if you want. please baby?” you have to admit, his begging is kind of convincing. the two of you had never gone raw before, and you couldn’t say you weren’t curious.

but good sense came first. he was always so busy with work and away for missions, and you have your own life that just can’t be interrupted by a baby right now.

“you won’t pull out, idiot.” you mutter, looking down at his big blue eyes and the pout on his lips. what a brat.

“i will! promise!” his voice cracks a little as he exclaims. you sigh, reaching a hand out to card through his fluffy white locks.

“and plus… so what if you get pregnant? we’re married now, and there’s nothing i want more in the whole world than to have a family with you.” he adds, voice dropping lower and more sincere.

you just blink at him a few times, before parting your lips to say something. he interrupts you.

“and i know i’m always busy, but i swear to you, i’ll cut back my hours. i’m serious, babe. you’re my wife now, and my priority. you always have been.”

it’s quiet for a few moments where you two just look into each others eyes.

“okay.” you finally mutter, a small smile forming on your lips. “let’s do it.”

satoru’s eyes brightened, and he leaned up to press his lips to yours in a passionate kiss.

“i love you.” he whispered against your lips.

and despite you being so unsure, and this whole thing being scary, you knew that after everything, you would always have him.

“i love you too.”

||a/n: sorry for the inactivity but the semester is finally over!! uni was kicking my butt the last few weeks but i’m hoping to get back into writing soon 💆‍♀️

so the obvious solution was to make himself stronger because he wasn't going to tell you to change yourself—you were forever perfect in his eyes.

skip to ten years later and you're coming back after a few years away in a different country. aang is meant to pick you up as you've kept in contact and he insisted that he had to be the first person to see you and vice versa.

so when you exit through arrivals, you expect to see a scrawny guy who's maybe grown a couple of inches. aang never really sent you pictures of himself and you always wondered why that was as he wasn't known for being shy. but then you're quickly approached by a very tall and broad man who scoops you up into his very strong arms, startlingly you greatly.

you immediately try to push this guy off because who on earth is this guy and how dare he think he can just grab you like this?

but then this guy pulls back, beams up at you because he's got you hefted up in his arms and those adorable grey eyes make your jaw drop.

"aang?!" you exclaim and aang nods excitedly, squeezing you tightly.

"welcome back!" he shouts happily but you're too busy taking aang in to really say anything because he's carrying you like you're a mere handful of pebbles. "i've missed you!"

"...missed you too," you say weakly, now peering up at him once he sets you down and wow, what happened to the scrawny, short guy you left behind?

Spider-Man!Armin is surprisingly amazing at making excuses for what keeps him up at ungodly hours of the night. His friends believe he's pulling all nighters so study—seeing as his grades are practically perfect.

Spider-Man!Armin got his powers the last week of high-school senior year.

Spider-Man!Armin uses his biology knowledge to perform tests on himself, countless hours in the university science lab. Poking and prodding himself with various tests.

Spider-Man!Armin who was to get a job to fund his suit and tech. And being a tutor was his best option. It had flexible hours, decent pay, and an excuse to talk to you.

Spider-Man!Armin who spends to much time worrying on his first official impression with you. Should he wear a tie? Should be keep it simple? Will a tie give off a feeling that he thinks he's better than you? Will keeping it simple be too casual and you'll think he doesn't care? Should he just cancel the whole thing and go back to semi creepily staring at you from afar!?

Spider-Man!Armin whose black rimmed glasses compliment his eyes perfectly in the library light. His blond hair falling over like strings of paradise. Is it so bad that you thought your tutor was cute?

Spider-Man!Armin, you had theories of what his secret was one week into tutoring. You might be bad at science, but your not oblivious.

Spider-Man!Armin sometimes is the smallest bit late to your sessions. In his defense, he really tries to manage his time, but the small cut above his eyebrow is pretty evident on how that didn't work out so well.

And Spider-Man!Armin had just confirmed your suspicions. When one thing led to another and you found Spider-Man!Armin's arm wrapped around you. Slinging you both away from peril.

Spider-Man!Armin whose first date with you unfortunately get cut short.

—It was a small coffee shop just around the corner from the library. A fresh, steaming hot drink laid in front of you.

Conversation flowing smoothly, shared laughs and smiles. But the dangers of NYC didn't agree, the outside being plunged into a chaotic fury.

It was almost incomprehensible on how everything got bad so quickly.

"I-uh...I'm really sorry, I have to—"

"Armin," you spoke calmly, " It's okay, I know you're Spider-Man."

Confusion grows on his face, and before he can question, you interrupt him once more.

"Worry about that later spidey, go save the city."

Spider-Man!Armin shortly became your boyfriend.

Spider-Man!Armin knows the most breathtaking places. Like this one park where the the water shines beautifully during sunsets. A small stone bench surrounded by trees and blossoming flowers.

Spider-Man!Armin whose camera storage is filled with carefully taken photos of the ocean or candid photos of you. He has almost every single special occasion locked into his camera, if not, it’s in his brain.

Spider-Man!Armin texts you while he’s swinging through the air.

—Armin’s webs ripped through the air, one if his gloves tucked away in his fist. His free hand glides over his keyboard. Switching his attention back and forth from his phone and the city in front of him.

[ love 🩵 ] : IF MR ACKERMAN DOESNT UPDATE THE DAMN GRADES, I WILL MAKE IT MY MISSION TO MAKE HIM SHORTER

🧸 edging nerd!armin

18+ mdni

“baby-” his voice catches, breaking into a breathy, helpless sound as your hips settle back down, “please… just-let me-”

his grip tightens on your hips, fingers digging in like he’s trying to ground himself, like it’s the only thing keeping him from completely falling apart

you’re being a little mean

every time his expression tightens, every time his breath stutters like he’s right on the edge-you stop. letting your walls slowly drag up, pausing when only his tip rests inside you

His head tips back, throat exposed, a loud, broken whimper slipping out while you latch onto his throat, teeth and tongue making a mess of his pretty, milky skin

“god-” he exhales, tossing his head side to side like he’s trying to convince himself to hold out, “you’re-you’re doing this on-nngh-on purpose…”

you hum softly, dropping your hips back down, quietly giggling when his breath stutters and his back arches off the bed

“I can’t-” his voice drops into a whine, chest rising and falling in rapid breaths, “i-ah-im gonna cum baby-please”

he looks so pretty like this, fucked out and desperate. you decide you’ve tortured him enough, lifting your hips and dropping them back down in a steady slap, slap, slap that picks up in pace

his words cut off completely, replaced by a sharp inhale that breaks into a loud moan. his hands squeezing you tighter against his body as he lifts one to back of your head, dragging your lips to his in a messy kiss

you keep the same quick rhythm for all of 10 seconds before he lets out a wrecked moan, burying his face into your neck as he fills you

you keep going, teetering him on the edge of too much as his groans break into whimpers, hands squeezing and pushing like he isn’t sure if he wants you closer or farther away

you finally slow your movements to a complete stop, armin’s still hard cock resting inside of you, cum slowly leaking out around the sides of him

you lean down to kiss him, and he melts into it, breath still uneven, hands sliding up your back to keep you on him

a quiet, shaky sound slips out of him when you pull away, and he leans forward to press slow, dragging kisses across your shoulder

you shift just enough to look at him, catching the way his face flushes deeper, the way he won’t meet your eyes

he looks wrecked, lashes damp, lips parted, chest still rising too fast

you go to pull off of him, and his hands holding your waist tighten

“…don’t stop,” he breathes, the words slipping out before he can think better of it

“want more, baby?” you tease, lips ticking up in a mean smile

a look you’ve never seen before passes over his face, and before you have time to think about what it means he’s flipping you onto your back

your mouth parts in shock as his hand comes up to rest next to your head while the other one reached down to thumb at your clit

“m-min!” your breath hitching as he pulls his cock out, just enough to rest his tip inside of you, and then pushes back in, hips flush with yours, tip pressing into your cervix

it’s his turn for a faint smirk to slide across his face

“your turn”

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“ahh, there you are,” a voice called out to you from a couple of feet away. you knew exactly who it was without even turning around. tooru oikawa stood tall and sharp as he made his way across the court to greet you. he wore a hung smile, an attempt to charm you.

you hugged your clipboard tighter to your chest. “shouldn’t you be warming up?” you ask him. you’re already shifting on your feet to move away. oikawa’s always been a charmer, but you have a boyfriend now, so it’d be a shame to entertain his flirting.

his chuckle came and it annoyed you. “i’ve got time,” he said smoothly, closing the distance between you two after you had moved away. “besides, warming up can wait a few seconds if it means i get to talk to you.”

you cringe. “you should probably focus on winning. this is a qualifier for nationals, you know?”

“hm. you’ve never been this quick to dodge me before…” he brushes a hand onto his waist and rests it there. “what’s new about you?”

“i have a boyfriend.” you blurt.

oikawa blinks once and recalculates himself. “…do you now?” he straightens himself up. “lucky guy. here i thought i was making progress.”

“you weren’t.”

his eyes squint at you like he’s about to say something before they flick behind you. he looks up at a much taller person and huffs like he already knows.

“funny, i didn’t know warm-ups for seijoh were on this side of the court.” tsukishima kei spoke up from behind you. his hand reached for your waist and he tugged you into his side. PDA was never really his thing, but when it came to proclaiming what was his, he didn’t mind it in the slightest.

when oikawa stood there, tsukishima let out a sigh of exhaustion before he reached for your face and pressed his lips on yours. it was quick but deliberate in meaning. you were his.

he pulled himself back up and huffed. “like she said. she’s got a boyfriend.” tsukishima’s voice was smoother in tone, but you could feel the jealousy radiating off of him.

oikawa cleared his throat and raised his hands in mock surrender. “message received.” he mumbled before turning to walk off with a slight sulk. iwaizumi slapped his head when he got in arms reach on his side of the court, but then you turned around.

tsukishima cursed under his breath, releasing your waist before he stepped back. “come on, match is about to start.” he began walking without waiting for you.

as you followed, you hit his arm. “you’re just gonna act like that didn’t happen?!” he ignored you and walked to the inside of the court to warm up with the rest of karasuno.

"Oh? How come?"

"His wife, the Fire Lady, has traveled to visit family in the south and, unfortunately, she had to leave while he was preoccupied."

"...Ah, I see. So Fire Lord Zuko did not get to see his wife off and didn't—"

"Get his goodbye kiss, yes."

"How long is Our Lady gone for?"

"A month."

“ fire lord zuko, the earth emissary would like to have a dinner. when is suitable for you?”

“let me ask my wife and i’ll get back to you.”

“lord zuko, the festival of fire is coming up, will you be in attendance?”

“not sure. let me ask my wife.”

“sir. the avatar has requested your help. will you be going to lend aid?”

“if my wife grants me permission, yes.”

“my wife said we need more opportunities for women in government. lets look into that.”

“i cannot attend that meeting. i have lunch plans with my wife.”

even when doing the most mundane and tedious things like new gowns or new stationery for royal decrees, you’re there to give your opinion.

“does my wife like it?”

“what does the firelady think?”

“ask my wife, she has the final say. whatever she wants, goes.”

you telling him you’re insecure that he’s prettier than you.

/w the pretty setters squad -> sugawara, kageyama, kenma, oikawa, akaashi, atsumu, shirabu, semi, koganegawa. ( gn!reader, separated )

mature language, chatfic, crackfic, established relationship.

ft. kōshi sugawara , tobio kageyama , tōru oikawa , eita semi , kenjirō shirabu , kenma kozume , keiji akaashi , atsumu miya.

SYNOPSIS texts with eight setters who are incredibly downbad for you

kōshi sugawara

tobio kageyama

tōru oikawa

eita semi

kenjirō shirabu

kenma kozume

keiji akaashi

atsumu miya

a/n: some of the times are screwed since i only discovered how to change them later on.. yes a little shirabu obsessed rn oopsie daisy

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