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Toph Beifong x Fem!Waterbender!Reader

Sypnosis: Toph is soo down bad for you..

Warnings: Switch!Toph, cunnilingus, fingering, Public sex, foot grinding, Pussydrunk!Toph, reader uses Waterbending on Toph, dirty smut.

Toph Beifong. A woman who prided herself on her strength and fearlessness. A woman who never let silly emotions throw off her focus.

Well, that is until she met you.

There was just something about the way you carried yourself— Confident, strong-willed, untamable— That was so alluring to her.

You had this ability to make others falter without even trying. Nothing could hold you down. Not even gravity.

You were able to take even the most crowded of rooms, and make it so that all she ‘saw’ was you.

Everything she’s ever told herself was thrown out of the window with only a single glance from those beautiful eyes. It was infuriating!

Yet, so addictive..

Toph couldn’t help but want you. You challenged her in a way no other ever had the guts to. Every opinion? Shot down by your intellect and boldness. Every insult thrown your way by her? Dodged and sent full force to her with your sass and witty comebacks.

It was everything she’s ever craved! Everything she never even knew she needed.

Toph Beifong. The strongest Earthbender in the world. Had finally met her match, and it was the most exhilarating feeling in all of the Earth Kingdom.

She found herself staring at you more often than she’d admit. Head tilted to the side the way blind people do when they’re studying someone’s every move.

And when you caught her gawking at you? You faced her head on. Popping out your hip with that unshakable attitude of yours, and smiling so smugly she could practically feel that confidence radiating off you in seismic waves.

And— Oh, she loved every second of it.

You were a force to be reckoned with. A strong one at that. A Waterbender, just like Katara. But, so much more dangerous. You managed to tear every one of her walls down with a smirk and a flip of your hair.

Ugh, it was getting harder and harder to control herself around you. And everyone knew it!

It was all in the way she stared at you. Wherever you’d walk by, her gaze would linger. Nothing but pure, unadulterated hunger behind those sightless eyes.

Right now was no different. You and Toph were at dinner together, bickering per usual. She’d say something out of pocket, (Because, of course Toph flirts by being mean) and you’d retort with a remark ten times worse!

Spirits, it made her head spin with ecstasy. Because, you didn’t back down. Never did when it came down to it.

Her heart pounded in her chest. Eyes sparkling with delight, not that you ever noticed.

Toph leaned in closer, to which you responded in kind by closing in the distance just a fraction as well. She smirked. That cocky little curl of lips that could make anyone’s knees weak, and spoke in an almost rougher tone.

“Gods..”

Her gaze never wavered from where she knew yours was. Raw, unfiltered need etched all over her features. Her foot lifting to brush against your leg under the table before continuing..

“You’re so hot when you talk back.”

You stay completely still, Not even acknowledging the way her bare foot was teasing your skin. You just sat there staring at her with a tilted head that matched her own and that stupidly attractive smile on your face. It’s like you know what you’re doing to her!

“Yeah?”

Your voice was low, seductive. Toph’s breath hitched at the sound, almost imperceptible had you not been so close to her. It made the smirk on your face turn downright wicked.

“You like it when I’m like this?”

She didn’t answer right away. Instead, she dragged her foot slowly up your calf, bare sole warm against your pants. Teasing, testing how far you’d let her go.

Then that smirk returned full force, the one that said I’m about to wreck you.

“Like it?” She echoed lowly, leaning even closer until her nose almost brushed yours. “I’m obsessed with it.”

Her voice dropped to a growl—the kind only you ever got—and her hand shot out and grabbed the back of your neck.

“Well, that’s a real problem..”

You whisper teasingly in response, lips purposefully brushing against Toph’s before pulling back entirely and sitting back in your booth chair.

“Because, you’re not getting anything from me. That is.. unless you like to grovel.”

Toph froze.

The air between you turned electric—charged with challenge and something far more dangerous— arousal.

For a heartbeat, she didn’t move. Just sat there, her hand still hovering where your neck had been seconds ago. Her lips tingled from that near-kiss—a ghost of contact—and her entire body screamed to close the gap again.

But no.

You’d pulled away. Teased her. Dared her to grovel?

A slow, wild grin spread across Toph’s face. The kind that meant trouble for everyone involved, especially you.

She leaned back in her chair now… arms crossing over that broad chest like a queen sizing up an insolent knight who just insulted the crown.

“Ohhh,” she purred, voice thick with amusement and threat all at once. “You wanna play it like that?”

Her foot? Still on your leg, but now pressing harder into your thigh as if marking territory.

And then came the smirk again…

The one right before battle began.

“I do.”

You hum, finger moving under the table to lightly graze the sensitive skin of her ankle and lightly trailing your fingertips around it.

“You want me? Show me how much.”

Toph’s pulse spiked.

That little graze, just a feather-light touch on her ankle, sent a shock through her like lightning through stone. Her breath caught, muscles tensing not from anger, but desire, hot and sudden.

She hadn’t expected you to play dirty. To go straight for the weak spot, a sensitive nerve she rarely showed anyone.

And gods… it felt good.

Too good. You were unraveling her with just your finger, and you knew it too, judging by that smug grin of yours.

Her jaw tightened. Pride warred with passion inside Toph Beifong, the girl who never begged now fighting every instinct not to throw herself at you right here in front of everyone in the mess hall (where they totally weren't supposed to be doing this).

But then?

A slow breath out…

And without tearing her eyes away from yours— Blind as they are— She did something completely unexpected for someone as proud as she was.

She slid under the table.

Kneeling right there between your legs like a servant ready to obey any command.

You raised one of your brows, surprised she was actually down there. Under you. Staring up at you, like that.

Completely at your mercy..

You shifted your gaze toward the restaurant. Nobody seemed to be paying any mind to either of you, each customer unaware of the filth that was about to take place right under their noses.

Toph’s hands draw you out of your thoughts. Rough, calloused, wrapped around your legs. Slowly trailing up your calves, lifting one up to her shoulder and pressing a lingering kiss to the skin there.

Then another to your knee.

And one more to your inner thigh..

Stopping when she reached the thin piece of fabric under your skirt. Your lips were parted, a shaky breath escaping your mouth. And just when things were getting good..

“Excuse me.”

Your eyes landed over to the voice instantly, eyes wide and staring at the waiter who had his notepad in hand.

“Your order, Ma’am.”

You sat frozen for a second, then cleared your throat and looked down at the menu that was resting on the table, idly scanning over it.

You’d thought that Toph would stop her ministrations when there was a person right beside them.. That you would be safe from the consequences of teasing her until she finally caved?

Wrong.

Her finger lifted to your inner thigh, burying her face between your legs and inhaling the scent that was already coaxing from your panties. Then? She pulled them to the side, blowing a puff of air teasingly onto your core.

“And for the drinks we can- can..”

Your whole body shuddered, a low pitched moan erupted from your throat.

“Are you okay, Ma’am?”

The waiter actually looked worried, pen pausing its note taking and his eyes lifted to your now flushed face.

“Who, me? God- good! I’m good! Just so cold in here..”

You managed to say, the shivers that came from Toph’s tongue movements made the lie a little more convincing.

“Oh. Okay then.. I’ll just bring you guys some waters. We’ll be back with your orders shortly.”

Toph smirked against your cunt, licking a long stripe over your center and then latching her lips to your clit. Sucking on the bud with a fervor that made your thighs clench around her head.

You clasped a hand over your mouth, keeping the moans that left your lips muffled as Toph worked your pussy.

Toph’s free hand lifted, pulling your pussy lips apart and sliding two of her digits inside of you.

Curling them up to hit that sweet spot deep that you were never able to reach with your own fingers. Your back arched off the seat, hips bucking into her hand to meet her thrusts.

“Toph!”

Your voice came out higher than intended. Though due to the loud atmosphere, no one heard it. Thankfully..

Your body jolted when she pulled her fingers out of you, only to push them back in deliciously enough to make your head fall back against the booth.

Her tongue didn’t stop either. Continuing to suck on your pulsing clit, nibbling when her fingers thrusted into you, and flattening it again in an open-mouthed kiss. Her free hand hooked around your thigh, keeping you from squirming away while she drowned in the feel of your pussy. The way your juices smeared over her face, how your walls clamped around her fingers like they were claiming them.

One of your hands found her hair, tugging on the strands harshly enough to make her groan and guiding her face closer to you. You weren’t gentle with her, she loved it. How you took what you wanted from her without question. The thought alone was enough to dampen her underwear.

Spirits above, you were so made for her..

Toph’s fingers curled into you deeper, continuously hitting that spot that made you see stars. Your climax came with a breathless sob from your mouth. Toph never paused her actions, drawling out your pleasure for as long as possible. When your tremors stopped is when she finally pulled away from you.

Her gaze lifted up to you, unfocused eyes narrowing as she took in your disheveled state. A wide, cocky grin spreading across her features.

You were gone now. Face flushed a dark red, pupils blown wide with want, throat hoarse from trying to keep your sounds in. There was even a little drool dripping at the corner of your mouth. Gods, that might’ve been the best you ever had. Way too good for someone who once said they hated you. So, being the generous person you were..

Who would you be if you didn’t return the favor?

Your hand moved under the table, not to grab at her hair, no. Instead, you flexed a finger outward. Using your Waterbending to gather all of the wetness in her boxers and move it up to her clit.

The slick circling around it torturously slow, make a low groan leave Toph. You weren’t merciful, your bending pressing excruciatingly hard into her, but not going fast enough to create any sort of build up.

Toph got impatient, her hands moving to your legs, pulling you closer to her and grinding against your foot hungrily.

You took notice of this, pausing your movements enough to make her whimper, then amplifying her pleasure by making her juices vibrate over her aching core.

“Holy shit-“

Toph breathed out, stopping her movements for a second, A low, guttural sound getting torn from her.

Your finger made another motion, the vibrations on her clit getting faster, rougher. Toph let out a whine, her head dropping to your thigh. Her hips proceeding their motions on your foot, thrusts now growing sloppier, losing their rhythm, signaling that she was about to cum.

You pressed her slick rougher into her, amping up the pressure into her clit one last time before she’s finding her release. Teeth sinking into the plush skin of your thigh to muffle her sounds. You rode out her high, bending stopping their movements when she went pliant in your lap.

————

You guys ended up getting the food to go.

It was late now, the two of you walking the quiet streets of the Earth kingdom. Toph’s arm now draped around your shoulder as if marking her territory.

“So..”

Toph starts, keeping her gaze forward for a second before turning to you with a wide grin.

“Dinner at my place next time?”

WAIT CAUSE I WAS IN MY BAG WITH THIS ONE

Synopsis: Toph came to regret ending things with you. (Keep it short and sweet) Toph is a silent yearner. Also forgot to mention that the reader is a fire bender like zuko. Sorry guys.. no mention of y/n

A/n: this story is longer than the first, BUT ITS ALSO SO MUCH BETTER!! I’m so excited for you guys to read it.

Toph x fem!reader

Part 1 here

“Not gonna say anything? Fine.”

Those were the last words Toph heard from you. In fact, it was the last time she’d even ‘seen’ you at all. The last time she felt the mere presence of you. It was driving her crazy!

How long had it been? A month? Maybe two? She doesn’t remember. It didn’t matter anyway, it felt like forever.

Being away from you was agonizing! Where did you go? Were you okay? You were doing an awfully good job at avoiding her.

God, what was wrong with her? How could she have let go of someone so close to her heart? You were the only woman that had ever been able to get this close to her. To tear her guarded walls down and make her feel so utterly seen. And, once she started piecing that together, she ran like an idiot.

She tried to tell herself that this was, fine. That it was good for her she finally pushed you away. But, living without you was more difficult than she could’ve ever imagined. It was hard to forget someone that made their presence so.. known in her life.

Toph often caught herself thinking about you. Especially before she went to sleep. Her hand would always find her chest, it felt achingly heavy. It was all so torturous.

Who was she kidding? She couldn’t possibly let you go! you were everything to her.

She wanted— No, needed to see you, to talk to you. Tell you that she didn’t mean anything she said that day, that she was sorry, and that if you gave her the chance, she’d never stop making it up to you.

The Gaang couldn’t help but pity her, they never seen her this sulky before. Toph was more irritable than usual, paired with the way her shoulders would slump the slightest bit whenever you got mentioned in a conversation.. Yeah, each of them felt for her. They also know that you’ve been acting the same way. Moody, restless, and overall miserable.

Which is why, they decided to take matters into their own hands..

“Come on, it’ll only be for a little while!”

Your dear friend Katara smiles, practically pushing you out of the door and into the real world that you definitely did not want to face, right now.

“Can’t we just stay inside?”

You turn around, foot just inches away from being past the doorway as you look up at her with a pleading expression.

“We will be inside. Of my house!”

You groan at that, her strong hands successfully getting you past the door, the night air brushing against your face gently.

“Besides, Aang and the others have been really dying to see you!”

you sigh, she was obviously not gonna take no for an answer. So you let her drag you to the designated location, despite wanting nothing more than to protest.

Oh, you had no idea what was coming..

You made it over to her shared home with Aang. And, she was right. Everyone was here. Sokka was sitting over on the couch, playing a tug of war match with Momo for the last piece of candy. Zuko was talking with Aang about god knows what, and then there was Toph.

Wait.. Toph?

You freeze, your body stiffening completely as you see her sitting there eating something.

After a few seconds of standing there like a sculpture, you turn to Katara, who was now sheepishly toying with her hair.

“You set me up!”

“You wouldn’t have came if I told you she was here!”

You rub a hand over your face, shifting your gaze over to her again. I mean, she hasn’t noticed you yet. Maybe, you can..

“You’re finally back!”

Okay, so you spoke too soon. Of course Sokka had to be the first one to notice you. You could feel your body tensing uncontrollably each passing second.

Sokkas sudden outburst pulled everyone out of their previous endeavors. Each of their heads snapping over to the door where you and Katara had been standing.

“And, there’s our little firecracker..”

You cringe at the nickname, the one only Sokka would ever dare to call you.

Each of them smile, all standing up to greet you. Well, all except Toph.

She stays seated at the table, head tilting to the side as she listened, as she felt you. The presence that she’d been craving by her side for countless weeks.

“I’m glad you’re here.”

Aang whispered with a smile, while Zuko ruffled the once perfectly laid strands of your hair.

“Yeah, I was wondering when you’d leave that stuffy ol’ house of yours.”

Sokka chimed in, his voice louder per usual, making you press your lips together tightly.

“She misses you, you know.”

Is all Zuko says, and everyone nods in agreement. You narrow your eyes, gaze flickering between each of them and shaking your head.

“So, you all were in on this?”

“You wouldn’t have come if we told you she was here.” They murmured in unison.

“That’s what I said!”

Katara threw her hands up, turning around and walking over to the kitchen to talk to Toph.

“Just try to get along.”

You let out a scoff at Zukos words, crossing your arms over your chest and looking away indifferently.

“Tell that to Toph.”

And with that, everyone scattered into their little groups around the house. Aang went back to talking about fighting techniques with Zuko, Katara was discussing with Toph how to approach you. And, you and Sokka were arguing because he wouldn’t make space for you on the sofa.

“Can you stop hogging the couch to yourself?”

Your voice is louder than intended, displaying the annoyance laced in your words. You groan when you didn’t get a response, deciding to take matters into your own hands and shove him off the couch entirely.

“Hey! I was lying there!”

He stood up, stepping back toward the couch and sitting so close to you that you’d have no choice but to scoot over. This lead to the two of you to get a little physical. Your hands fisted in his hair, and his in the back of your shirt, trying to pry each other out of the spot.

“Move, and I’ll let go.”

“You first.”

“How about you both move and neither of you get the seat.”

You both tear your gaze away from each other, eyes now plastered on the two people in front of you with the same surprised expression.

It was Katara and Toph…

Oh, this was about to get awkward.

“She started it!”

You shift your gaze back over to Sokka, brows furrowed as you let out a loud gasp at the audacity of him.

“I did not! He’s lying!”

Katara face palms, while Toph just stands there silently. Fighting the urge to crack a smile at how normal this feels, like everything was falling back into place. Katara walks up to the two of you, using her bending to send a few droplets in both of your faces, causing you to let each other go.

“Can’t you two ever just act like adults?”

She rolls her eyes, looking down at you with an unamused expression and waiting until you guys got off the couch to fix it.

Sokka walks up to Aang and Zuko and sits with them instead, casually telling them about what happened when they asked why he was all wet.

Leaving you by yourself. With Toph.

“Hey.”

Her voice was low, almost a mumble. It was clear that you weren’t the only one feeling awkward. They probably tricked her as well.

“..Hi.”

She let out a relieved sigh when you answered her, like the sound of your voice alone was enough to lift some of the weight off her shoulders.

You look around, hoping that someone would be around to intervene and get me out of here. But, everyone was gone. Where? You don’t know, but you were so going to give them a piece of your mind later.

“I was beginning to think you moved to another nation.”

Her voice pulls you out of your thoughts. You lifted your head up and clasped your hands together, feeling your heart rate pick up rapidly just standing here.

“Nope.. Still here.”

There’s an uncomfortable silence before Toph is speaking again.

“You look good.”

“You can’t even see me.”

Her face scrunches up at that. And okay, technically she couldn’t see you. But, she could feel you. The way your eyes kept darting from her face, down to the floor. Or, how you kept shifting your weight from one foot to the other. She felt it all, and that was all she really needed.

“I don’t have to.”

You couldn’t help the laugh that left your lips from her words. Like, you didn’t believe her for even a second. Her face lights up at the sound, she didn’t realize how much she missed that. The sound was like a breath of fresh air, so contagious that anyone hearing it would surely laugh as well.

“Right.”

You nod, face slowly softening into a more serious one given the situation between them. Well, that was a good way to break the ice. But, now what do you do?

Toph didn’t know what to do herself. Before she knew exactly what she wanted to say to you. But, now that you’re here, all the words seemed to have died on her tongue. It was hard for a person like Toph to say she was sorry. Furthermore, it was as if even saying it out loud pained her.

Nonetheless, she had to do this. To apologize for everything that she put you through, to get you to forgive her.

To win you back.

“The things I said last time.. I didn’t mean them.”

Her head lowers, her tone unusually soft as her sightless milky white eyes cast down to the floor.

“I was.. I was being-“

“A coward?”

You cut her off, head tilting to the side curiously. Arms now crossed tightly over your chest while you continue listing more words.

“Immature, egotistical, self-absorbed-“

“Okay, I get it!”

She sighed, lifting her head back up to where the direction of your voice was. You never seen her like this before, so filled with emotion— with longing.. it made something in your chest tighten.

“The point is, I’m sorry.

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in, her words easing something inside of you. But, you still had to stand your ground.

“Please.. please, forgive me.”

Okay, it was really hard to stand your ground when she looked at you like that. So full of adoration, with love!

“You hurt me.”

You start, placing your hands on your hips with furrowed brows.

“I know.”

Toph nods, taking a small step closer to you as her hands hovered aimlessly in the air. Like she wanted to reach out for you, but didn’t dare.

“Don’t do it again.”

That was all she needed before she was on you, wrapping her arms around your waist and resting her head on your shoulder, getting completely drunk on the scent she missed so much.

She pressed a few open mouthed kisses to your neck, then another to your jaw. Proceeding to place kiss after kiss until she reached your lips.

And right when you both were about to meet, the Gaang came back in. Each of them smiling like they’d just seen a miracle happen.

“Finally!”

“Our plan worked!”

You and Toph rolled your eyes, turning back to each other and, at long last, closed the remaining distance. The kiss filled with weeks of yearning, and passion that made the rest of the Gaang let out Aw’s in unison. Except Sokka, he looked disgusted.

When you pulled away Toph had a dazed-like expression, her head tilting to listen to the pounding of your heart. Her impulsive thoughts coming out before she could stop them.

“Marry me.”

…

Huh?

Guys, how are we feeling???

I love this one way more than the first 😖😖

OH! And I was thinking of doing a pretty woman fic with Toph like oh my god that would just fit so well for her!!

I have so many ideas, but lmk if you guys have any requests!

Toph Beifong x fem!reader

Inspired by the song ‘Can’t be friends’ by ‘Trey Songz’

This is very angsty guys

You swore you stopped breathing when those words came out of her mouth. Like the world actually stopped spinning for a moment.

“You’re such a good friend.”

At first, you’d assumed it was only a joke. A very cruel joke to tell the person you’d been intimate with more than once..

Still, did you even have the right to be angry? She hadn’t even made it official, couldn’t even say she loved you.

You’d known Toph for a long time now, meeting her years ago when Katara introduced you to two.

You thought you were finally getting her to open her heart up for you. That you were slowing that fast paced life she fought so hard to uphold, starting to get this woman to settle down for good. That you were changing her.

Apparently, you were mistaken..

“You know you’re important to me.”

Important..

Now, that word hurt a lot more than you thought it would. Considering you were already were on the verge of tears, this definitely snapped the last tether of composure you had.

“I mean, it’s not like we were together or anything, right?”

Ouch, Really?

“We work better as friends, anyway.”

“Friends?”

There’s that word, again. You let out a scoff, holding back your tears. Not letting yourself cry in front of her despite the salty water already surfacing in the corners of your eyes.

“I don’t wanna be your fucking friend!”

The sharpness in your tone made her physically recoil, clearly not expecting you to be so upset about this.

This was all so sudden to you, how could she go from never wanting to be away from you, to ending things completely?

Were you her friend when she was taking you out to secret spots she’d insisted she never took anyone else? Were you her friend when she’d show up at your place unannounced just because she wanted to feel your presence? Were you were friend when you would come by her metal bending academy and have lunches prepared for her? Kissing the palm of your hand as a thank you..

Were you her friend when the two of you were spending the night together? Doing things only couples would do?

Toph Beifong, was the epitome of mixed signals.

“You.. are the most selfish person I’ve ever met.”

Your voice cuts through any kind of sentiment that might’ve been lingering in the air, lifting your finger up to her accusingly and continuing.

“I defended you when people said you only cared about yourself. God, I can’t believe I thought you were different.”

Her expression turned unreadable, she always shut down whenever things got heavy like this. It made you feel like you were talking to a wall and not a real, breathing person.

“You’re not gonna say anything?”

Your question hung loosely in the air, met with nothing but silence instead of a response.

“Fine.”

You practically pushed past her, no longer wanting to be anywhere near her.

She was now left there alone, standing completely still, her unseeing eyes plastered on the ground as if she could see each detail. She didn’t know why her heart rate had suddenly picked up in a panic as soon as you left.

One thing was for sure, she would definitely come to regret that decision..

Part two

I’m having mixed feelings about this.

Oh, I’m definitely writing more tophie fics PRONTO!! 👏

Enjin x Popstar!Reader

synopsis: you arrested Enjin in your concert!

He was a very big fan of yours, loved every one of your songs. It was for that precise reason he bought tickets to your tour as soon as he found out you were coming to town. VIP tickets, no less.

Much like too lily, you were a huge musical artist. You sold out arenas, headlined for big events, you get the gist. The point is, Enjin was obsessed with you, he might as well have been your number one fan!

Obviously he had to get tickets for the rest of his team as well, they go everywhere he goes, after all! And, judging from how excited Riyo was to see you performing, he’d say it was a good idea.

Anyway, you were up there, on that big stage looking as perfect as you were when you first debuted. It was almost the end of your concert, and right about now you’d be arresting one of your fans and dedicating the song to them.

The stage lights brightened, you looked toward the crowd, smiling as you see every one of them cheering for you. You raised the microphone to your lips once more, yelling out to the audience.

“How is everyone feeling tonight!?”

The arena roared in response, you swear you could hear it through your earpiece.

“She’s about to do it!”

Riyo squealed, eyes lightening up with excitement. Zanka just rolls his eyes at her antics, but they go back to the stage immediately, he’s clearly entertained as much as he hated to admit it. Rudo’s eyes couldn’t help but widen with anticipation, he’d never been to any kind of performance like this, it was a new kind of fun he’d never experienced.

Enjin though? He didn’t say a word, he couldn’t, you were not even four feet away from him. He was standing there wondering if you’d pick him, if there was a possibility you’d notice him tonight.

You did, you knew he was there the entire time. You were fully aware of who the cleaners were, what they did to help innocent people survive. The deeds they do, it warmed your heart. This man though, he was really attractive.

“You guys know I love to arrest people..”

You start, and you don’t even have to chance to finish your sentence before the crowd goes wild again. You laugh, walking around the stage and looking around at your fans.

“But, I really think I just found the love of my life in this crowd.”

You turn toward where Enjin was standing, the sirens going off throughout the stage. You point to him, and he swears his heart stopped in his chest.

“You, what’s your name, hottie?”

His squad members turn to him immediately, each of their faces contorting into one of shock. It takes him a couple seconds to regain his composure before he’s yelling out his name.

“Enjin!”

You take a step forward, eyes meeting his while tilting your head to the side with a seductive smile.

“Enjin,” you repeat.

“I’m gonna need you to rev up my engine!”

Everyone’s screaming at that, when the cameras land on him, his face is flushed like crazy! That’s when everything really hits him, this is really happening.

He still remembers the adrenaline rush he felt when you picked him, him out of everyone else in the arena..

You take the fluffy pink handcuffs in your hands, lowering yourself to the edge of the stage to personally hand them to him.

“But first, I’m gonna have to arrest you for being too hot.”

He takes the cuffs from your hands, and when your fingers brush against each others, he thinks he might’ve actually loved you.

Even hours later he couldn’t stop thinking of the whole interaction, Riyo was still expressing her jealousy. Saying things like “it should’ve been me.” Or “you aren’t worthy of those handcuffs.”

Overall, the amount of money he spent was worth it, and he was definitely going to do it again..

Oh, we are so back!!

Did you guys see Sabrina at Coachella?? OMG I LOVE HER SBBB

A/n: okay, so I know that I’ve been hiatus for a little while.. BUT, I am back and ready to serve you all!!

Jabber x Strong!Cleaner!reader

You don’t remember when you met him. One? Maybe, two years ago? You never bothered to keep track. What you did know was that he was in your life now, a crazed man that did everything he could to force his way into your life, a man who was determined to throw you off your once perfectly centered orbit.

You were a cleaner, had a duty to fulfill, people to protect! While he on the other hand, had not a care in the world who lived or died.

What would the team think?

This thought always remained in the back of your mind. Would they throw you out? They hated the raiders! So, for you to be secretly seeing one of them? Behind their back? Jabber, of all people. Yeah, this was definitely gonna cost you your spot on the cleaners.

You didn’t mean for any of this to happen, it just did. One day you were on a trash beast clearing mission, and the next you’re staring face to face with the root cause of all your problems.

For him, it was the best day of his life. He knew you were strong as soon as he saw you, that’s what excited him. So, he fought you. And when you beat him, he never left you alone after, always found ways to be near you.

Jabber had a habit of surrounding himself with people who were able to keep up with him when fighting, you were no different in this fact. He felt drawn to you as soon as he hit the ground and your vital instrument made contact with his neck. Every time he thinks about it, his cheeks burn hot with desire.

Oh, he thinks he might love you..

Anyway, the two of you had a schedule. You would wait until everyone was asleep, then you’d sneak out to see him at your secret spot. You’d have a little fun, then would be back before the sun rose.

This time though? Jabber really missed you, he just couldn’t stay away for another day. You guys could probably guess what happened next, he came to the cleaners headquarters.

It was dark outside, giving him the opportunity to shut down the security camera guarding your bedroom window, gently tapping against the thin glass. Once, then twice, and when you went to go see what it was that woke you up at such a late hour, you had to press your lips together as tightly as possible to keep yourself from letting out a loud gasp.

You slide the window up hurriedly, brows furrowed when you see the smile that spread across his face.

“What are you doing? You can’t be here!”

Your voice was barely above a whisper, yet still stern.

“I came to see you.”

“Yeah, I noticed that. Why?”

“Cause’ I missed you, silly.”

“…”

Okay, you understand the sentiment, but he clearly didn’t think this through. If he were to get caught, the cleaners would kick his ass (not that he’d mind it)…

“Let me in, yeah?”

You could never say no to jabber, not when he leans in close enough that his breath mingles with yours, not when his eyes glow with that usual mischievous glint. You were a fool, a fool that happened to fall for him.

“What if we get caught?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be real quiet.”

Yeah, right.

He doesn’t give you the chance to answer, he’s already climbing into your room. His hands moving down to your waist, guiding you back over to your bed.

“Don’t go all shy on me, now.”

This was going to be a long night…

Okay guys, I’ve been a tiny bit busy with personal stuff, but I’m back now and ready to write for you guys again!!

A/N: fun fact I was actually struggling with insane writers block, but I’m back and better, we prevail!

Truth be told, you and Zanka weren’t always on the same page. You once hated each other. You thought he was high strung, and arrogant. While, he thought you were an intolerable pain in his ass. (he’s grown to love that about you). Your opinions always seemed to differ, which lead to numerous fights that Enjin had to break up. That’s a story for another day, though.

It took a lot of patience for you and zanka to have such a strong relationship, it was especially hard for Zanka to put his pride aside, but for his lover? Yeah, he’d gladly humble himself before you.

He pays attention to every little thing you say, or do. Even if you don’t say it out loud, it’s like he reads your mind. There was this one time you guys were walking the streets of the ground and you came across a particularly beautiful piece of jewelry in a small shop. You didn’t even tell him you wanted it, just admired it from the other side of the window. The next day the piece of jewelry was sitting on your nightstand.

Whenever you guys get paired up for missions, he tends to follow you around like a lost puppy. He says it’s because he’s protecting you, but you know he just loves being close to you. He’s aware how capable you are of handling yourself. In fact, he’s always bragging about how strong you are to all his colleagues.

Zanka has a keen sense of smell. So, whenever you’ve previously entered a room, he’ll know. The aroma alone is enough for him to stop in his tracks, not even bothering to hide how sharp he’s inhaling, trying to engulf your scent. (You’ve caught him doing this on multiple occasions).

If he’s feeling exhausted or drained after a mission, he’ll go to the one place that always eases his mind, his lover’s arms. As soon as you place your delicate hands on his cheeks, looking down at him with those enchanting eyes of yours, it’s like all his troubles wash away in an instant.

Oh, how he loves you.

I just wanted to say that I am so glad you guys like my writing, it really means so much to me. Thank you to every one of you.

A/N: So, a lot of you guys liked my first one and wanted a part two. Well, ask and you shall receive! Also, sorry if there are any typos, this is NOT proofread.

Warnings: suggestive themes, alcohol mentions

Enjin x reader

It was three in the morning, that’s the time he stepped out of his stool and out of the bar. Well, more like he was kicked out of it.

Usually you’d be there with him, you’d crack jokes that had him on the floor and he’d pretend that the thing going on between the two of you was something he deserved, like there was actually a chance he might’ve been worthy of you.

He didn’t know how long it had been since you walked out on him. He wasn’t keeping track. No, that’s a lie. He secretly had been keeping track of the time that had passed.

Two weeks. It hasn’t even been a month that you’ve been a part him, and he’s still in absolute agony ever since. This was his fault, he knew it was. He just didn’t know what he could do to make it right.

But right now, the feelings he tried washing away had taken full effect of his body. His feet were now moving with their own intent, each step drawing him closer toward the place he’s been dying to step inside of for weeks.

He stopped in front of your door, his hand raising to place a knock on the door. He felt nervous. It was like he was in high school all over again.

You open the door with a groggy expression, rubbing your eyes tiredly before letting out a small gasp of surprise when they land on him.

He didn’t look like himself, his shoulders were slumped, his hair was messy, his eyes were dark. This wasn’t the same man you saw two weeks ago.

“Enjin? What are you doing here? Do you know what time it is?”

He just took a moment to stare at you. It’s been a while since he’s seen your face, your beautiful face that always makes his chest tighten each time you glance his way. You didn’t even know the effect you had on him, did you?

“You’re drunk.”

“I’m sorry, I just- I had to see you.”

His words were slurred, your eyes narrow at the sight of him. You could practically smell the alcohol in the air.

“Do you miss me?”

You don’t even have the chance to answer before he physically deflates, leaning his head against the doorframe and staring down at you. You were even more beautiful than the last time he’d seen you, if that was even possible.

“Fuck baby, come back to me.”

Okay, now you’re confused. There’s a long silence that stretches out in the air, he was getting a little frustrated, couldn’t you see how badly this was effecting him?

“I’m coming in.”

And, he entered like this whole room belonged to him, of course he did. It was just like him to do something like that.

“Enjin, you can’t just barge into my room because you’re drunk and wanted a late night fuck.”

He turns back toward you, his eyes slowly trailing up your figure before landing on your stupidly gorgeous face, his chest did that thing again. He hated it.

“You aren’t just a late night fuck..”

“I can’t hear you.”

“Youarentjustalatenightfuck.”

“Okay, now you’re saying it too fast.”

“You aren’t just a late night fuck to me, alright!?”

His sudden outburst caused you to wince slightly, and his features immediately softened and he stepped closer.

“Shit, I’m sorry.”

Enjins hands hovered only an inch away from your face, his fingers flexed uncontrollably, then he pulled away. You weren’t used to this, to seeing Enjin look so.. pathetic. It made your heart clench in your chest knowing you were the cause of it.

“I’m not here to fuck you.”

His words pulled you out of your thoughts, you looked up at him with those eyes that always seemed to mesmerize him.

God, you were made for him. You had to be.

“You mean so much more to me than that. It took me losing you to knock some sense into me, but.. I love you. I know, I do.”

“…you mean that?”

He nods, finally bringing a hand up, his knuckles gently brushing against your cheek. He leaned closer, his breath now mingling with yours as he whispers.

“I really wanna kiss you..”

That was all you needed to hear, you pulled him by his collar, pressing your lips against his with urgency, pouring all your feeling into this moment.

After a minute or two, he pulled away, eyes completely blown wide while he takes in your flushed expression.

“Marry me.”

“What!?”

“Marry me.”

You let out an amused laugh, cocking your head to the right and placing a hand on your hip.

“I think all the liquor is finally getting to your head.”

He shrugs, lips pursing together and his eyes narrowing.

“I didn’t hear a no..”

“Let’s talk about this when you’re sober.”

I just started my spring break and now I have so much time on my hands. So happy y’all.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed!

A/N: I get so inspired by songs that whenever I think a song would fit a situation for a certain character I just have to write about it before the thought goes away. (Could you guys tell which song inspired me?)

Warnings: suggestive themes, alcohol mentions, angst (as you could probably already tell from the title;)

Enjin x reader

Guys like Enjin are never good with commitment and feelings, always running away whenever it’s time to be confronted. So, you should’ve known this would happen.

You guys started off as friends, two close friends that shared bottles of alcohol and lingering touches. You never thought it would’ve escalated into something more, that is, until one specific evening.

Now, this night was different. The group had gotten back from a particularly hard cleaning mission. Both of you were beat, slumped against the bar stools and proceeding to drink the night away. There had already been tension brewing between the two of you throughout the whole day. Mixing that and alcohol? Yeah, that was an idiotic move for the both of you.

The first time his fingers brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, you shouldn’t have leaned in the way you did, should’ve pulled away when you had the chance to. Because, when he saw how you didn’t move, he took it as an opening and pressed his lips against yours. It was a very heated kiss, filled with months of mutual yearning, and well, y’know the rest.

You ended up entangled with him after that, always saying how it’d be the last time, but ending up back in his bed less than a day later. You guys became rather close, too. Everyone suspected there was something going on, but never made any effort to ask about it.

Well, you did. You’d grown tired of tired of playing this game with him, you wanted to know if you actually meant something to him, or if you were just wasting your time.

You were in for a very rude awakening..

This night was the same as any other that came before, you came to his room, you guys shared a smoke, you fucked.

But as you were lying in his bed with the sheets pulled over your frame, that question that had been lingering in the depths of your mind, found its way out of your mouth.

“What are we?”

The room went silent, only the sound of ash hitting the tray underneath him was heard. He didn’t say anything for a while, at least two minutes. You shifted to look up at him, eyebrows raising curiously.

“Enjin?”

“You should go.”

What?

You sat up, tugging the sheets close to your chest. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing, usually he let you stay the night.

“This shouldn’t have happened.”

Now, you wanna put thought into it?

“We don’t want the same things.”

Don’t say that.

“I don’t wanna fall in love.”

Ouch.

“Right. Yeah, I don’t either.”

You let out a very dry laugh, no longer wanting to even to meet his gaze. After everything, all the night where he’d lay by your side, just admiring you, gone. Just like that.

“I’m gonna.. go.”

You stood up.

“Y/n.”

You fumbled to put your clothes back on.

“Y/n.”

You walked out of the door as quickly as possible, not wanting him to see the tears that started to burn at the corners of your eyes.

You never should’ve let him kiss you that night, who knew that one mistake would lead to horrible heartbreak?

So, I’m wondering whether or not I should make a part two to this? Lmk guys!

Edit: In case anyone was wondering (you weren’t but I’m gonna tell you anyway) I was inspired to write this because I was listening to ‘domino’ by ‘Jessie j’, so good guys!

Being with August is unlike anything you’ve ever experienced. Every second you spend with him is a new highlight in your life! He makes you feel alive.

He’s a very outgoing person, always likes to do spontaneous things! And, of course he’s going to take his significant other with him to enjoy it, too!

For some odd reason, whenever August isn’t busy and you guys go out on your dates, he always makes you feed him. Says ‘it tastes better coming from your hands’, or whatever.

Definitely the type to randomly show up with new outfits for you, never letting you wear the same clothes for too long since he’s always got new ideas whenever he thinks of you (which is all the time). You’re his inspiration! And, whenever he’s inspired, he doesn’t stop until his creations are complete.

There was this one time you guys were out and about, the sky was darkened, the moon was casted onto your face and illuminated your already perfect features. He was yapping as usual, talking your ear off about something completely random. (You love it though!) Then, he looked at you, and his words died on his tongue. You looked absolutely stunning in this lighting.

He wished he’d brought his camera to capture this. You looked over to him, confused on why he stopped talking all of a sudden. “August?” Your soft tone, and the concerned furrow in your brow was enough to make his chest tighten up. His usual loud demeanor, was now replaced with an almost astonished one. You always managed to do that to him. Throw him off track with only a glance. He’s not sure what made him lucky enough for you to choose him, but he’ll spend everyday showing you how much he loves you!

“Come here.”

He reaches out and intertwines his fingers with yours, twirling you around, pulling you closer to him and pressing kisses all over your face, making you giggle loudly. Neither of you cared if there were people around, you just enjoyed each other’s presence.

Chat I’m afraid I might’ve cooked with this one. Also, currently so sick rn.. I hope you enjoyed!

IM COMING AUGUST! Got me crawling thru the screen

August x reader

Guys so this is actually my first time writing for Gachiakuta, and when watching the anime I immediately fell in love with August. I just had to write about him.

Oh, he’s gone. So gone for you, his little sister’s best friend.

You were around the same age as him. You practically grew up with him! He’s seen you in every phase of your life, and vice versa.

He didn’t know when he started to feel this way, but as time passed, his feelings got stronger.

You were beautiful. No, beautiful was an understatement. Ethereal. That was the word he’d use to describe you. Anyway, you were strong as well, a cleaner. One on par with Enjin. yes, the Enjin!

You’d met the Stilza siblings through a family friend, their grandmother practically raised you! She loved you as if you were just another one of her grandchildren. Always asking about you whenever they’d visit her. She wanted you and August to get together, you balanced his outgoing personality with your own outgoing personality!

People usually judged him for the way he was, his loud form of expression being seen as exhausting to everyone else, but with you. It was like he could be himself, not having to worry about out annoying you. And, the cherry on top of it all, you loved Eishia like she was your own sister! It was always hard for her to make friends given her timid demeanor, so you playing such a big part in her life was what really stuck with Alice. She couldn’t think of anyone better for her grandchild!

you guys always flirted with each other whenever you interacted, too. everyone knew the feelings you had for each other, so why couldn’t you guys just get together already?

You were sitting on a couch inside of Eishia’s room. You were resting against the arm of the chair, while she was laying her head in your lap.

“This would look so cute on you, Eishey-babe!”

You picked up the nickname from August. He always loved to tease her with it, but you thought it was fitting.

“Really? You think so?”

Her voice was a little shaky, but there was genuine curiosity in her gaze as she turned to look at the outfit in the magazine you were holding up to her face.

“I’m gonna buy it for you.”

“What!?”

She sat up. You always bought her gifts, somehow no matter how many times you’d done it, it never ceased to catch her off guard.

“What?”

Before you guys could finish your conversation, August bursts the door aggressively, as always.

“Eishia! I can’t find my measuring tape!”

He doesn’t bother closing the door behind him, instead just looking around the room with furrowed brows. Until his eyes land on you, had you been in here this whole time? His expression shifts, and his tone lowers into an almost flirtatious one.

“Hey.”

Your gaze darts between his smile, and his eyes, a smile of your own curling at the corners of your lips as you roll your eyes.

“Hi, August.”

“I didn’t know you’d be in here.”

“I always am.”

“You’re wearing the outfit I made you. Looks good.” He lied, you looked perfect.

“My designer has good taste.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Eishia’s eyes dart between you and her brother, brows slightly raised curiously as she takes in the exchange of words between the two closest people in her life. You guys were flirting right in front of her!you aren’t even trying to hide it anymore.

“How long?”

You both turn to her, heads both tilted to the side. It was as if you were both in sync.

“Huh?”

“How long have you two been dating?”

“A week!” “We aren’t-“

You turn to August, who’s now walking toward you with an even wider smile.

“Come on, help me find my measuring tape!”

He picks you up and throws you over his shoulder, walking out of the room before anything else could be said.

Eishia sits there silently for a few seconds, eyes plastered on the door that you guys exited out of.

“Grandma’s going to love this.”

Guys I LOVE August, he’s such a baddie!!!! ALSO just found out today he was 6’1??? Could he get any better?

like literally until there’s nothing left. 👅

A/n: I love the concept of Flins being this ominous man that no one knows anything about. His trailer gave me inspiration.

Flins x Superior!Ratniki!reader

There was something so eerie about that man. The aura that radiated off his pale skin, it was enough to give you goosebumps.

He showed up a while ago, said he wanted to help clear out the areas affected by the wild hunt. So, you agreed. You needed more help, dangers has risen in more places you could count in Nod Krai!

But, you couldn’t shake the feeling something was wrong with him. There was no light to be found in those dull eyes. Was he even alive?

You sat down in your chair, hands coming to rub your shoulders with a shiver. You turn around, looking over to the window to see the curtains blowing around wildly. You stand up, walking toward the window and closing it with furrowed brows.

You never opened it.

He was standing in front of you now, in your office. You had some case files on your desk, letting out a gasp at his sudden appearance.

“Flins..”

You try to sound excited, but the slight crack in your voice didn’t go unnoticed by him.

“What brings you here at this time?”

He stays silent for a few seconds, his eyes narrowed as they scanned over your features, taking in your expression before that practiced smile curls at the corners of his lips. That expression alone was enough to make your skin crawl.

“I was merely coming to check up on an old friend, that’s not a problem now, is it?”

Okay, now he was definitely messing with you. He never comes in here, at least not willingly. Maybe, he wants something? Yeah, that’s probably it.

“Are you feeling alright?”

His voice lacks any real sympathy, instead he just sounds amused, like seeing you in distress entertained him.

“Fine.”

You nod, your eyes scanning over his features before finally landing on his. Oh, those eyes, you never were able to get a good read on this man. You clear your throat, standing up a bit straighter.

“Why are you here, really?”

“You seem nervous, officer.”

Is all he says, taking a step toward where you were standing, you take one backward in return. You didn’t like this, not at all. You didn’t like the way his smile curled in an almost sinister way. You especially didn’t like the way your heart was suddenly starting to pound rapidly in your chest.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Is that so?”

He stops just inches away from you, his eyes never leaving your face. His fingers twitched behind his back, as if wanting to reach out and put an end to this distance he’s been loathing for months, now. But, no he has to know you feel the same way first. He is a gentlemen, after all.

“This is highly inappropriate.”

“I haven’t done anything, yet.”

“Yet?”

He lets out a low chuckle, the sound going straight to your core. Did he always have this effect on you? Or perhaps, it’s just that he’s never been this close to you before?

He lifts his hand, letting it hover near your temple to test the waters before finally sliding his knuckles gently down your cheek.

“I think you like me more than you care to admit.”

His words came out like he was stating a fact. You just stare at him with parted lips, not expecting to actually be wanting this, right now. You must be losing your mind if you wanted someone like him.

“No, I can’t-“

“You do.”

His other hand brushing against up and down against your arm, the touch making you shudder. He leans closer, lips brushing against your ear when he whispers.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this..”

He presses a kiss to the sensitive skin just before your ear, then another to your cheek, and one more on your jawline. Then he pulls away, just like that, like he wasn’t aware of how much of a mess he caused you to become.

Archons, he knows. He’s only been able to fantasize about seeing you this way, he found himself savoring it more than he should have.

He smiles down at you, that same practiced smile that always made goosebumps rise on your soft skin.

“Until our next meeting, officer.”

Then, he vanished, the once charged air, now lifeless. The only thing left behind was the empty spot where he once stood in front of you.

You suddenly got the feeling this man was going to cause you a lot of trouble.

I’m going to make this the slowest slow burn.. forgive me my munchkins 😣

In which, your ex lover is back on his homeland. (You still love him) childhood lover!Dan Heng x Fem!reader

Three years. Or, what is four? You never bothered to remember, it’s been so long since he’s left it was hard to keep track of the time that had passed. Yet standing in front of you, on this island, with the ones who still remained in the high cloud quintet, your words couldn’t help but get caught in your throat.

He was standing there telling you he’s not Dan Feng, that the version you once knew of him was long gone. You didn’t really know what to say to him, all this time you’d been wishing he’d come back after you found out he ran away. But now, seeing him after all this time apart. It was like seeing a ghost.

“I’m not him. I have no interest in whatever affairs he used to partake in.”

Ouch. You guess there were still some parts of Dan Feng left in him as much as he’d deny it. The ‘old him’ was always sharp tongued and stoic as well.

“I see.”

No, you don’t. How could you? The man you loved was back, but he was different. Didn’t want anything to do with you. Found new friends that replaced the old ones. It made your stomach churn with bitterness.

“I understand. please, excuse me.”

You walked away, it was all you could do. You weren’t able to look him in the eyes, why would the universe bring him back to you? To throw it in your face? To remind you of what you once lost?

Well, it sure was working..

There will be a part two to this soon, It was left so unfinished and in my drafts for a while. I got major writers block with this one, but we prevail!

A/n: As you could already tell, my inspiration was Chappell roan. Guys I’ve loved stelle since she first appeared on my cellular device, I just had to write something with her in it.

University au!stelle x fem!reader

Okhema university, that’s where you met her. From the moment you stepped through the doors, she was there. You guys became friends fast, she introduced you to her group, showed you to the dorm room you’d be sharing with her.

The two of you just kept getting closer and closer, with each day. was your first friend, the first girl you’ve ever had a crush on..

The feeling was different, more thrilling. She was a daring woman, always had some kind of mischievous plan that seemed to end with the both of you her bed.

Who wouldn’t fall for a woman that challenged every belief you’ve ever had? For a woman that stimulated you in ways you never knew you’d wanted— needed.

Tonight was no different. After another night of fun, you guys went back to your dorm. It was just you and her now, sitting Chris-crossed on her bed. She was facing you with that same smile she always had when she was about to do something crazy.

“We should makeout.”

And, there it was. You can’t say you’re surprised though, she was always doing stuff just as unpredictable as the last.

“You know, just try it out. What do you say?”

Her question hangs in the air for a moment, you’re just staring at her, wondering what could possibly be going through her head to make her ask this all of a sudden.

You can’t say you’re complaining, this is everything you’ve been wanting since you first met her. She was the first woman who ever made you feel alive, she was like a breath of fresh air.

“Okay.”

Your voice is lower into a mumble, and that’s when she realized everything was falling into place the way that she had planned it. She was smiling at you as if all of this was some kind of joke, like she would be able to pretend like this never happened in the morning. Your heart tightened in your chest at the thought.

She leaned closer, her hand lifting to your arm, then her fingers slide up to your shoulder, and the curve of your neck, until finally resting on your jaw, holding it between her thumb and pointer finger and brushing her lips against yours.

When your lips met, it was like fireworks had went off immediately. It felt better than anything you’d ever daydreamed of, better than anything you ever experienced in your entire life! She knew how to maintain a good rhythm, the right places to put her tongue.

You pulled away after a minute. Your lips were parted, so were hers. She was letting out heavy breaths, it was in that moment that you really got to take in her expression. Her cheeks were flushed, pupils blown wide, she looked almost dazed. She was taking in your expression as well, the two of you were just staring at each other. Then, as if a switch had been flipped, you both dove back in.

By the end of the night you were in her lying underneath her covers once again, wrapped up in her arms, in the warmth of her body. She probably won’t acknowledge what happened tomorrow, you have no regrets, though!

Welp! Guys when I tell you the first time she appeared on my screen, I almost creamed my pants. True story!

Hope you enjoyed!

A/N: I’m so obsessed with Mydei being the prince of Kremnos, I love writing about him taking his place on the thrown! Anyway, let’s get on with it already!

King!Mydeimos x Queen!Fem!reader

Who knew you’d have so much in common! From the time you both tied the knot, it was like everything that’s been missing from your life had finally fallen into its rightful place.

You guys are now freshly off of your honeymoon, and couldn’t be happier. Your husband had urgent matters to attend to once you guys had gotten back. You wish you guys could’ve had more time together to talk more, but you’d had him all to yourself for three long weeks. It’s only right you share him, he is the king of Kremnos, after all!

But, when he came back it was like a flip had been switched. The gentle, and sweet Mydeimos had vanished, replaced with a version of him you had never seen before. The next few days were the most distant you’ve felt with him, it was as if the news he’d been summoned to hear made him truly uneasy.

He was seated at the edge of the bed, hands clasped together and resting in hips lap, he was thinking about something. He’s always thinking now, always in his head. You couldn’t help but want to know what was on his mind. Maybe, if you knew, you’d be able to help him. Be there for him, let him know you could get through whatever it was together.

You made your way toward the bed, lowering yourself on the spot next to him and gently resting a hand on his shoulder.

“Something’s been bothering you.”

Your voice is a low mumble, your eyes scanning over his features for any hint of what he might be feeling in this moment. You could never tell with Mydei, he was the only book you couldn’t read.

He didn’t answer, instead just standing up and walking toward the bathroom, leaving you on the bed by yourself.

“Mydei?”

You question, the silence that hangs in the air after that is deafening. You slowly stand up as well, walking over to the bathroom and placing a hand on the doorframe.

“What’s going on?”

He looks at you, and in that moment you couldn’t tell if he was about to yell at you, or break down completely. Your lips curl into a worried frown, taking a step closer but not reaching out just yet.

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“You never do.”

“What do you want from me!”

His voice raises at that, his body now turned fully toward you and towering over you with his figure.

“I’ve given you everything Kremnos could offer! Isn’t that enough?”

You didn’t want any of that stuff, you never did. Sure, the jewels and gold were nice for a time. But, the moment you met Mydeimos, it was like your world fell off its axis.

“Just talk to me.”

You take a step closer, finally lifting a hand to touch his arm, when he moves away before it could make contact. You sigh, turning around and throwing your hands up.

“Mydei, you need to at least tell me-“

“I don’t need to do anything, I decide. I have decided, I am your king!”

“..My apologies, I thought you were just Mydei..”

You press you lips into a thin line, taking a small step back, grabbing the sides of your night gown and bowing.

“What are you doing?”

“Y/n.”

“May I be excused?”

He looks at you with a panicked expression, like he’d done what he’s been fearing he’d do to you. You don’t wait for him to answer, you leave before another word is uttered.

You two slept in different rooms that night.

You stopped asking him about what happened in that meeting after that argument. In fact, you stopped talking to him completely. Just minding your business and doing your duties as queen.

You two were eating breakfast together, sitting across from each other. Normally, you’d be sitting beside him, you never liked the thought of being far from someone when you ate, you thought it defeated the purpose of eating together.

“Y/n.”

No answer, not even a look of acknowledgment or a raised brow. He had grown weary of this distance, wanted to go back to how everything was before he found out a king from another nation wanted to go to war. He’d missed you dearly.

“I’m sorry.”

You pause your movements, he lets out a sigh of relief when he realizes you’re paying attention now. His eyes never leave you from across the table when he continues.

“I didn’t mean what I said. I hurt you that night, for that I am truly sorry.”

You look up now, finally meeting his gaze after days without so much as a single glance.

“I’m sorry for pushing you.”

Your voice is tender, he feels unworthy to hear it after what he’d done. But, gods, he was glad to hear your voice.

“Don’t apologize, it wasn’t your fault. Nothing was your fault.”

He pulled his chair closer to where you were, sitting down and moving a hand to yours, lifting it to place a small peck on the inside of your wrist, then another a little higher. He kept that pattern going until he reached the curve of your shoulder, kissing the patch of skin there and moving his eyes back to your face, taking in the slight flush of your cheeks, the part of your plump lips..

“Let me show you how sorry I am.”

AND THATS A WRAP GUYS!!

I think we all know what’s about to happen between the two of you lovebirds… 👀👀

Obsessed!Phainon x fem!player!Reader

In which: after Phainon sees you with yet another man, he’s finally reached his breaking point!

“If a woman is acting like she doesn’t give a shit, it’s because she doesn’t give a shit.”

The words his friend said to him linger in the depths of his mind as he watched you from a distance. You were talking to someone he didn’t know, another man you never bothered to introduce him to. He was your friend, that’s all it was. You know this, he knows this. Just two people that kissed and shared the most intimate of moments, yet never crossed that line of ‘friends’. But damn, he really, really wants it to be more.

He’s known you for years, way longer than that guy he didn’t even know the name of. He could treat you so much better, if you’d just let him into your heart!

He didn’t care if you don’t love him, all the lectures of how he’d only get hurt were like white noise to him. All being drowned out by his desire to be with you, to show you he’s the only one deserving of your love! He should be the one taking all of your time, holding your hand in public, kissing you in public..

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“I don’t like him. He’s not good for you.”

When turn to him with that curious expression, it was like all of his composure went down the drain. He stops walking, turning his body to face and reaching for your arm, sliding his hand down to gently grasp yours.

“You’re perfect. But, that man.. his ego is bigger than his shadow.

His expression softens after the words come out of his mouth, his eyes searching yours for any hint of what you might be feeling before continuing.

“He can’t give you what you want. I can.”

He said it matter-of-factly, like he knew for certain it was true. And, he believed it was. Your stupid boyfriend couldn’t put his ego to the side and kiss the ground you walk on, he couldn’t be your protector, wouldn’t do anything in his power just to see a smile on your face, no. Phainon can, he’s don’t every single of those things already! Why couldn’t you see that he was the better match for you?

“My heart is yours, Dawnlight.”

His eyes, oh, his eyes speak depths. They were so gentle, so pleading. He looked so delicate like this. Like if you were to say the wrong words he’d completely break down.

“You were made for me, only me.”

And with that, he kissed you. His arms wrapped firmly around your waist, pulling you closer to him. It was passionate, like he was pouring his feeling all into this moment, he was laying his feelings bare before you. You couldn’t help but move your hands to his chest.

“There you are..”

He smile against your lips, tilting your head to the side to get a better angle and deepening the kiss. Phainon was a devoted lover, he wants his lover to feel everything he’s feeling. He won’t stop until you saw right you were for each other.. you’ll come around eventually, right?

King au!Mydeimos x Fem!Princess!Reader

Marriage was scary, it was because of this reason precisely that you decided it was a good idea to attempt an escape! Leave the walls of Kremnos and run away to another nation, maybe make a new name and live a normal life.

You had no idea who the king was, neither of your parents even bothered to tell you his name! You tried asking your maids for information, but each time they’d just turn their head and giggle. What was so funny about any of this? Being forced to marry a man you’ve never met? Having to live in a kingdom you were unfamiliar with instead of the home you were raised in? Yeah, this was no laughing matter, indeed. It was then that you deemed this king of Kremnos a beast, an ugly, cruel beast.

You let out heavy breaths, turning around to see the guards chasing after you. You had time to think of a way out before they caught up to you. You look to the left, then the right, then down where your glittery heels rested on your slender feet. You realized they’d only slow you down when you were running, so you slipped them off as quickly as possible and made a run for it!

You’ve always been pretty athletic growing up. Though, you were never allowed to play with the boys due to it not being ‘ladylike’, one of your most trusted guards Phainon taught you how to maintain good breathing so you wouldn’t need to stop running if the moment ever occurred where you needed to. Who knew it’d come in handy now!?

You turn the corner, ending up inside of a garden that appeared to just have been trimmed. Probably for the wedding, oh well! You took quiet steps back, bumping into what felt like a brick wall. You turned around, eyes lifting and landing on the most handsome man you’d ever seen in your life! He had blonde hair, the tips of his hair matching his blood red eyes. He was dressed nicely, yet still looked lean, even through his clothing.

“Who are you running from?”

His voice was deep, the way he spoke was stern, like his words were absolute. As if he couldn’t get any more charming! No. Now’s not the time to gawk. You need to get out of here.

“The guards. They’re after me.”

Why?”

“I ran away from the palace.”

He stays silent at your words, looking down at your bridal attire and narrowing his eyes. perhaps, he was processing the situation? it’s not everyday guards are chasing a runaway bride!

“The king.. he must be a beast.”

“What?”

You walk over to the garden wall, tilting your head upward to see how tall the wall was. You placed a bare foot on one of the vines, attempting to pull yourself upward.

“Nobody talks about him. Nobody even says his name! He must be a beast, or a troll.”

He lets out a chuckle at that, you turn around, one hand flattened against the wall while the other was placed on your hip.

“Why are you laughing!?”

“I think it’s funny you’re going through all this trouble, just so you wouldn’t have to marry me.”

“I’ll have you know-“

You pause, taking in his words before dropping both of your hands to your sides, taking a slow step backward, he follows in suit by taking one forward.

“You’re..”

“Hello, Y/N.”

“I am deeply-“

Your breath betrays you, the air getting caught in your throat. How could you be so blind? You were too busy trying to find an escape that you couldn’t recognize a king when you saw one? You move your hands down to the sides of your gown, lowering yourself into a bow.

“My apologies, your majesty.”

He takes a step closer, shaking his head and bringing a hand to grasp yours, holding it gently up to his lips.

“Please, it’s Just Mydei.”

And then? He kissed the soft skin of your hand, eyes never leaving yours in the process. Your cheeks heat up, your heart stammering in your chest as he finally pulls away. Maybe this whole marriage thing won’t be so bad, after all!

Guys let me know if you want a part two to this. I’m contemplating writing more.

Can you tell brigerton was my inspiration?

Inspired by ‘letter Home’ by childish gambino yearning!phainon x reader

One month and twenty nine days. That’s how long it’s been since he’s seen you. One thousand four hundred and twenty six hours without you and he felt like he was drowning in his own emptiness.

He’d left you, broken up with you and told himself that it was best for the both of you, that it was safer if he wasn’t around you. Looking back on it now, he feels like an idiot for even thinking it.

You were perfect. A real work of art, everyone around you knew this. He knew this. You never cared there was a chance he couldn’t protect you from the black tide, as long as he came home to you.

But he couldn’t bear the thought of anything happening to you, what was the purpose of him being with you if he couldn’t do something as simple as protecting his lover? Who was he kidding? That was just a poor excuse he told himself to help him feel better about leaving you. If he’s being honest, he didn’t know why exactly he decided to break up.

Maybe, it was because he thought he wasn’t worthy of your love? Or the fact that you always held him in a way that made him feel whole, everything about you made him feel whole. You were perfect for him! It was frightening, as someone who’s experienced everyone he’s ever loved die before his eyes.. he couldn’t let you suffer the same fate.

But now, he’s at your porch, prepared to do whatever it takes for you to forgive him, to get you back. He holds a bouquet of your favorite flowers in one hand, the other lifted to place a soft knock on your door. When you open it, his heart stops in his chest. You were even more beautiful since he’s last seen you, if that was even possible.

“I- uhm, hey.”

“Hi.”

God, he’d missed your voice. It was like sweetened honey in bitter tasting tea, like finally finding a waterfall in a never ending drought. He lets out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding in, holding out the flowers for you while putting on his best grin, but given the situation, it just ends up as a lopsided smile.

“I’m sorry, Dawnlight. Please.. please, forgive me.”

You look down at the flowers, then back up to his desperation-filled eyes, he looked like he was on the brink of tears. A small frown pulls the corners of your lips downward. You wanted to jump into his arms and tell him it was okay, that everything was okay. You grab the flowers from his hand, you’d only mentioned to him what your favorite flower was once, during a time you thought he was asleep, not listening. But, Phainon was listening, he always listens when it comes to the person he cares about most in this world. You.

“You’ll give me another chance, yeah?”

Of course, you would, you were never able to hold your ground when it came to Phainon, there was always this power he had over you. Maybe, it was just the puppy eyes he’d give you whenever he wanted you to forgive him after an argument, like right now.

“I’ll give you one chance.”

You hold a finger out to his face, raising an eyebrow sternly to show him you weren’t messing around. The action makes him smile, bringing his hand up to grasp your wrist, placing a soft kiss to the palm of your hand and guiding it to his cheek.

“I swear upon my life, I’ll never hurt you again, I promise.”

GUYS THIS IS SO CUTE!! WE NEED MORE YEARNING PHAINON!