#collab event

How To Join: Just shoot me a DM/comment with your idea and I’ll add it below! There’s no due date lol just let me know when you finish and post it with "No Fairytale Collab" in the tags/link this post in your fic!

Rules: 18+ (MDNI). JJK Characters ONLY (*A character that is a minor in the show/manga MUST BE AGED UP!*)

—You may do multi characters x reader fics too!

—NSFW and SFW fics allowed.

—Dark themes are allowed but please run them by me first!

—Repeat characters & fairytales are allowed. Multi fics are allowed (you can submit more than one).

Hard Limits: NO SCAT, AGE PLAY, RELIGION PLAY, RACE PLAY OR SNUFF!

AU Type: Role Swap; Gender Swap; Princess x Knight; Hybrid x Human; Crackships lol, etc.

Word Count: 1k—Beyond

Took a Wrong Turn 🐺🧺 (by jazzthatonewriterchick) - Big Bad Wolf!Toji x Red Riding Hood!Reader

꒰ ੭⭒ Midnight⭒੭ ꒰ 🕛 (by @madamechrissy) - Prince!Gojo x Cinderella!Reader

Geto Knows Best! 💜 (by @indiewritesxoxo) - Yandere!Geto x Rapunzel!Reader

The Heart of a Monster 🌹💛 (by jazzthatonewriterchick) - Beast!Nanami x Princess!Reader

Silver Lining 🏰 (by @notnowkittenwhisker) - Prince!Sukuna x Cinderella!Reader

Slumbering Desires ✨ (by @laylathegoddesss) - Evil Fairy!Naoya x Aurora!Reader x Prince Philip!Toji

o sol e a lua ☀️🌙 (by @mimimochis) - Sun!Satoru x Moon!Reader

Once Upon A Dream 🩵🧹 (by @jazzthatonewriterchick) - Prince!Choso x Cinderella!Reader

Bathing the Beast 💛🫧 (by @nanamincreampie) - Beast/True Form!Sukuna x Belle!Reader

Love at First Sight 👸 (by @laylathegoddesss) - Prince!Gojo x Cinderella/Princess!Reader

Just Right For All Three 🐻 (by @laylathegoddesss) - BearHybrid!ChosoTojiSukuna x Goldilocks!Reader

Sleeping (Breeding) Beauty 🛏️ (by @jazzthatonewriterchick) - Evil Prince/Yandere!Sukuna x Aurora!Reader

MAKE A MAN OUTTA YOU! (by @xchosos-wifex) - General!Toji x Mulan!Reader

TBA (by @preciousamethyst) - Knight!Choso x Dragon!Reader

TBA (by @notnowkittenwhisker) - Flynn Rider!Toji x Rapunzel!Reader

TBA (by @myluckyluv) - Captain Hook!Toji x Tinkerbell!Reader

TBA (by @cocoadropp)

TBA (by @preciousamethyst) - Dragon!Sukuna x Princess!Reader

The Girl Who Cried Wolf! 🐺 (by @its-luna-noel) - Local Hero!Gojo x Villager!Reader x Wolf Hybrid!Sukuna)

A Love Deeper Than the Sea 🌊 (by @jazzthatonewriterchick) - Pirate!Nanami x Mermaid!Reader

Bippty Boppity Ooo~ 🩵✨ (by @btchitsbigboogie) - Fairy Godmother!Gojo X Cinderella!Reader

Part Of Your World 🔱🫧 (by @jazzthatonewriterchick) - Naga/Merman!Geto x Princess!Reader

TBA (by @amalainse) - Beast/True Form!Sukuna and Alchemist!Belle!Reader

TBA (by @btchitsbigboogie) - King!Choso x Maleficent!Reader

TBA (by @jazzthatonewriterchick) - Hercules!Yuuji x Megara!Reader

MORE TO CUM! 💋

But you couldn’t just let him do the job, could you? Not when your body reacts to his proximity so absurdly, not when you were already aching at the thought of having disappointed him. Not when the second Titan appeared ouf of thin air, your blades too worn-out to kill it as efficiently as you should’ve had. No one touches Levi, no one pushes him out of the way and charges at whatever danger is ahead. Because it’s Levi and because he is the most capable soldier the corps will probably ever have. But that’s the point, isn’t it? He’s essential. You’re not. Humanity doesn’t have a chance at survival if he’s gone, you are allowed to be collateral damage.

You succeeded at killing the Titan but were also thrown against a tree, yards away. Levi remembers how he couldn’t immediately understand where it hurt because you were just losing so much blood. He remembers the stupid, idiotic relief in your half lidded eyes at the sight of him, the way your lips closed around the barely whispered words. You’re alive.

Why the fuck wouldn’t he be? And how dare you embark on a kamikaze mission right before his eyes, minutes after he already lost so many of his soldiers?

You were out of it for three days. Three entire days he spent stubbornly watching from afar as your friends and fellow soldiers visited the small room the corps used as medical wing. Then came the news of you finally opening your eyes, Erwin irritatingly clicking his tongue at his uninterested shrug.

Levi concealed the urgency making the pads of his fingers itch for a week. He collected all the information he needed to not lose his mind: your arm was broken, leg fractured, you had a concussion that made it impossible for you to walk without losing your balance.

“You’re awake”, his first words to you are calm but you know him too well.

Watching as he sat by your bed, the ice in his stare makes its way into your chest. He is mad, he is always busy spending his time being so mad.

“Surprisingly”, admittedly, not the ideal timing to land a joke. Your captain’s nostrils flare.

“I’m sorry”, you’re quick to add.

“You’re not sorry at all”, he narrows his eyes, “you would do it again in a heartbeat. Because you’re a fucking idiot”.

You furrow your brows.

“I would do it again. And I am sorry”.

“You’re also out of my squad”.

You exhale slowly, shut your eyes for the brief seconds you need to let the words sink in.

“Can’t we just-”

“You heard me”.

“Don’t do this”, unforgiving wrinkles emerge within pristine sheets as they partially disappear within your curled fingers.

“You did this to yourself”, Levi grimaces, “I can’t keep soldiers who would turn any mission into a suicide one”.

“Maybe you should’ve let me fucking die then”.

A muscle jumps in his jaw. You see it before the anger gives the ice in his gaze a whole new thickness.

“Know your place”, the seemingly calm warning shows a crack in what’s really simmering beneath.

“Or what? You’re not my captain anymore, are you?”, resentment makes you bold and Levi hates that about you. He hates that he remembers everything about you all too well and the memory of the way you had impulsively kissed him so many months ago slaps him in the face once more.

Word had spread that captain Ackerman wasn’t able to make it out alive. His latest expedition, one you couldn’t participate in, had apparently failed. So many casualties, including humanity’s strongest soldier, the captain of the Special Operations squad.

He remembers limping back inside the Walls covered in blood, his soldiers cheering, everyone cheering. Not you, though. Levi had to read the relief in your anguished stare, catch a glimpse of the wetness on your cheeks before you turned around and ran away to hide. He still doesn’t know why he went after you of all people, a talented soldier of his squad, one that is always a little too worried about those around her.

He tells himself he wanted to talk to you to make sure you wouldn’t let stupid gossip distract you. He tells himself he chased after you just to tell you to stop worrying about everyone around you. Because it’s dangerous, useless and it will eventually get you killed. So then his squad would have one less talented soldier.

Levi meant to tell you all that, he really did, but then you saw him and how could he have guessed you’d quite literally jump in his arms, take his face in your hands and kiss him? With all that blood still on him. He remembers everything about that moment, from the orange glow of the sunset washing over the dormitory to the way his heart throbbed. He remembers his own arms acting too slow, unable to press you further against his body before you could think of pulling away.

The horrified look in your eyes still haunts him, how you bowed and apologized a million times without ever giving him the chance to utter a single word. And then you murmured something about being so happy he was still alive, too happy in fact, too eager to remind him that he is cared for. As a person, not just a soldier.

Levi just stood there, his breathing heavier as the stream of justifications and painfully thoughtful words left your mouth at such a rapid rate he couldn’t understand half of what you were saying.

“I am still your superior and you will shut the fuck up if I tell you to”, he doesn’t want to be mad, he wants to express the same relief you showed when he was the one to make it. But it’s not something he does easily, manifest how he truly feels about things. What good would that do?

You avert your gaze, arms crossed, and childishly turn your head to hide hot tears of defeat. He studies your profile for a while, the bridge of your nose, bruised jaw, the small wabble of your bottom lip. Then clicks his tongue.

You still refuse to look at him when he rummages through a nearby drawer but jump when his cold fingers graze the arm that is not broken.

“What are you-”

“Stop moving”, he tucks the resentful words back into your throat, “you’re bleeding”.

It makes you want to cry some more, the delicate way he changes your bandages with. It makes you want to cry and scream and punch him in the face. Because he will never know, will he? How important it is for you that he stays alive. That you would uselessly jump in front of a hundred Titans to protect someone who doesn’t need protection, because he’s still one of the most important people in your tiny, fucked up, probably too emotional world.

“Don’t kick me out”, you murmur, eyes low, “I’m no use anywhere else”.

“Why did you do it?”, Levi refuses to meet your gaze, still carefully cleaning your wound, “I trained you better than that. Why would you do something so stupid?”.

He’s humanity’s one, true hope. You’re expendable. He’s someone who maybe doesn’t remember what it’s like to be cared for. You’re an idiot.

“I’m sorry”, you say.

“I didn’t ask if you were sorry”.

“Look-”

“No”, he doesn’t let go of your arm, “stop trying to get yourself killed”.

“I’m a soldier, we’re here to do that”.

“We’re here to survive. I’m ordering you to survive”.

Your heart kicks behind your ribs when you meet his gaze. It’s serious, sharp yet fiery. Levi thinks he might either kiss or kill you himself if you insist on getting on his last nerve.

“So you’re still my captain?”.

He huffs out an exasperated sigh.

“Depends on whether you’ll follow my orders”.

Warnings: Unprotected Sex, Cockwarming, Fingering/Fem!Receiving, Cum Eating, Kissing, Swear Words, Mentions of Bruising/Whining, Pet Names (Captain, Beautiful)

When the room became still with the voices and slight bickering disappearing, Chan took to picking up the mess that was the kitchen. Everything funneled from the living room into the sink and it had to be cleaned. The thought of alcohol sitting all night didn't sound nice when it would surely taint the air in a putrid smell.

Silent echoes from Chan cleaning everything from his less tidy members, found you in his bedroom as you got ready for the night. Just under that, the soft hum of Chan singing to himself the tune to the newest song which quickly got stuck in your head. Before leaving you offered to help as some of the mess was yours and cleaning together sounded fun when you were a little tipsy. To no surprise, he wouldn't let you touch a single plate. “Really it's fine. You'll want to freshen up before I start the dishwasher or there won't be any hot water,” he said which finally convinced you to take his offer.

As you ran your fingers over the soft fabrics of his designer clothes all you could think was that these must have cost hundreds, if not more. You tried to find one that seemed plain but even the black shirt with no print had a small F logo on the tag. When you re-entered his presence wearing nothing but shorts and one of his clean shirts, the gasp from his lungs was so loud you could hear it even with the water running.

“Is something wrong?” you asked, concerned by his face that looked like he would explode, but in what way you couldn't tell. “Yeah I'm right, I do need to chat before bed though,” he said, wiping the counter off with a damp rag. The way his muscles flexed with each swipe caught your attention and soon you looked like a deer in the headlights. All his words drowned out, passing through your ears but your brain couldn't register them. All you could feel was your toes against the cold floor as the rest of you went numb.

The way his plush lips squished together when he talked, how his fingers looked wet from being in the water too long, and even his cute curls dangling just over his hooded eyes. The chemicals in your body were mixing in all the right ways causing the embarrassingly easy pool between your legs to form, staining your shorts. With how often this happened, Chan must really be oblivious to your feelings for him.

“Just wait for me on the couch, yeah?” When you zoned back in from drooling, you caught Chan’s final words and moved before he noticed your eyes or awkwardly crossed legs.

From your spot on the couch, you could see some of the harsh weather outside which made you glad in your partly forced decision to stay. Getting to hang out with Chan longer and by yourself made it even better. When the other members were around, being fully yourself was difficult especially when it came to Minho who always acted slightly suspicious.

Who wouldn't have a crush on Chan when he looked like he was sculpted by gods and was the sweetest to those he cared about? You never thought you truly had a chance with him, after all he was an idol and you were a nobody but you can't help what you can't control.

~

As Chan hung the rag over the side of the sink and made his way to you, he looked red in the face. His normal bright smile was replaced with a flat line and a furrow to his brow. “I've been trying the whole night to tell you this but it only seemed right if we were alone,” Chan said plopping down on the couch beside you.

Dread swelled up inside your chest as the uncertainty hit you but that all went away when he grabbed your hands. They were so big in comparison to yours and the cliché really made your heart flutter.

“I'm not really good with this stuff,” he said with a sigh. His eyes locked in with yours as he delicately brushed a piece of hair behind your ear and continued his sheepish words. “I think you are the most amazing and attractive person I've ever met. Spending any part of my life without you is out of the question.”

Judging by your expression and shaky hands in his, you had to feel the same. Even if it was only a little, it gave Chan the confidence he needed to finish. “If you'd let me, I'd love to start my new year with you as my girlfriend.”

Out of all the things that ran through your mind the most prominent, was why? He's an idol and insanely handsome so why would he want you? “Chan if you're trying to be funny just stop, ok I'm sorry,” you said retracting your hands from his despite how badly you wanted to hold them for a second more.

Perhaps Minho had said something to Chan and given away your lingering crush. As if Minho would need to spell out why your eyes often locked with his and you'd look away shyly. The longing glances and touch comfortable relationship you had with him was more to you than just friends. Chan making fun of you at this moment quickly started to burn.

“I'm being serious especially with how hot you are.” His narrow eyes flicked up from your thighs to your face as he pried his hand between. Chan had never been this bold or blunt and it was making you flustered even if it wasn't real. You could feel the blush creeping up on your cheeks, giving away that your blank expression was fake.

“Can't I show you how beautiful you are? Please?” he asked, gently pushing his fingers up your clamped thighs. You had been sitting in the same spot too long so they stuck together from the sweat that collected. When he tried to go up to your core, he became trapped. Moving your knees open to give Chan a little more room, his smirk and widened eyes were as if to say how relieved he was.

With his wandering hand finding its way to slip inside your shorts he leaned into you, huffing a breath in your face. “Say yes,” he said shakily with his lips brushing on your neck. The soft kisses he planted and eager fingers tracing your clit through the thin fabric of your sopping wet underwear were fogging your mind. You flopped forward into him, unable to control your tingling body, and forced a kiss.

Plump and soft with a subtle cherry flavor, you kissed one of your bestest friends and it was everything you thought plus more. His kiss was full of tongue and quickly became suffocating from how hungry he was for you. “Fuck you're so wet,” he moaned against your lips as he dipped a finger in the clear pool.

Your breath visibly hitched in your throat as Chan pushed the crotch of your underwear aside to stick two fingers in and abuse that spongy spot inside you. The palm of his hand rubbed your clit with each swipe from his middle and ring fingers, coating him in essence. Chan alone turned you on so with him touching all the right spots, arousal covered everything between your legs including the couch below you.

“Captain, fuck me plea- before I cum,” you cried curling your toes into the shaggy rug that sat under the coffee table. The use of the nickname you grew so used to calling him during a time such as this, sent shivers down Chan’s spine right to the tip of his cock. He wasted not a second more taking his hand out from your thighs to undo his belt, eyes glued on you and your timid movements.

You laid back on one of the small pillows at the corner of the couch to make slipping your soaked garments off easy. When reality hit you with what was happening you became shy again, closing your knees so Chan couldn't see the mess he created.

With a scoff, Chan licked the palm of his slick-covered hand and used his other to force you to spread. In a slap, he wiped his hand up your already wet folds and his need to touch you slowly grew. When his palm reached your clit, you jolted from sensitivity as your orgasm hung in your face. Chan fingered you for only a few minutes but all your feelings had been bottled up and this was the release you needed. “Don't be scared, you're beautiful.”

~

Reaching a hand out, Chan helped you stand up from the couch. “I need this to last as long as it can,” he said in a whine while leaning his forehead against yours. His hands slipped up his shirt that hung over you, feeling all your hidden curves. Goosebumps soon covered your skin as he gripped your waist to switch spots. The soft kisses he gave would soon seem distant when lust took place.

Spreading his legs out, Chan removed his penis from his underwear and grabbed your hand like a princess to guide you back to him. The trance his body often put you in was no exception here as your eyes traced each vein along the sides of his shaft. “Fuck you’re big,” was all you could mutter as you stood in awe in front of him.

The sound of crinkling filled the quiet room making your eyes return to Chan’s face. His hand was up to his lip as he hooked his teeth on a small bag and tore it open. “No!” you shouted without thinking. Your sudden yell startled the confident Aussie making him drop the condom to the floor.

“What do you mean no? I'm clean but there's always the other risk.” With a cute tilt to his head, Chan stared at you with his throbbing penis fully out like everything was normal. Like it didn't affect him to have your slick on his hand and that this happening at all wouldn't just change everything after.

“I don't care, I want you bare,” you said taking his hand to sink down on him without another word. Maintaining eye contact the whole time, Chan groaned deeply with his bottom lip turning white from how hard he was biting it.

All the slick that gathered on your cunt slid along Chan’s cock from tip to base, fully covering him with you. Once the initial shock had gone away, Chan placed his hands on your hips and encouraged you to swivel instead of fully bouncing. The slight churning inside you was perfect especially when his cock was bigger than your hole ever could be.

Neither of you was moving but beads of sweat dripped down Chan’s nose onto your shirt as his cock twitched inside you. Placing your hand on his dewy cheek for a short kiss, you were hit with the flavor of salt. Whether it was yourself you were tasting or his sweat, you didn't know but you licked your lips in chase of it.

Whine-filled moans and desperate groans contradicted the harsh grip Chan had on you. Every move of your pelvis and motion of your legs was controlled by him much to your pleasure. Not needing to think about how to move to make it feel good was so satisfying and sexy that Chan knew where to move you to make your clit rub against him.

Once he got into a rhythm, pleasure and tingles replaced the aching feel of not moving. With a mix of him forcing you down in a scooping motion and pushing his groin up so pressure would build, you could tell Chan was feeling good too.

All the small touches started to add up for both of you. In fear he would burst too soon, Chan pushed down hard on your hips, halting your movements. With both of you sitting still the friction slowly started to build. Every twitch and pulse could be felt from how sensitive the pair of you were.

“Are you sure this is ok?” Chan asked with a falter in his breath. The innocence he was able to hold onto even when having sex made you fall for him even more. There was no one on earth you'd feel more comfortable with in a vulnerable and delicate situation like this other than Chan. “I want you. Captain please,” you said lazily as you needed all your focus on holding your orgasm back and not cumming undone all over Chan’s cock.

Sweet eyes you often saw with a smile stared at you like he had seen a fallen star. “You're so pretty,” he said with a pained tone that sounded like he was holding his breath. His hand ran up your side to your lips, where his thumb perched on the bottom. The side of your face was hot to the touch as Chan wrapped his fingers round to your ear and used his thumb to pry your mouth open.

Delicately, Chan toyed and traced each small divot with his nail, trying everything to ignore how close his orgasm was. When all he could think about was how perfect you'd feel full of his cum, the sudden suck of his finger in your mouth pushed him over. The salty flavor you discovered to be you, which lingered on his hand, made the sloshy mess below you seem so delicious.

You felt every drop of Chan’s semen empty out into you as his sweaty chest heaved up and down from how good his release was. “It’s so good, your pussy taking all of it,” he said with a smirk.

When the flow of Chan’s cock finally stopped your orgasm started. Noticing the silent twitches and soft whimpers by his ear, Chan gave a few rigid thrusts to try and help. All the cum began to run back out around Chan’s cock and down to his groin.

You clung to his shoulders as he let go of your bruised hips with that same smirk. He thought you were so cute clinging to him for help as your body spasmed all over. It displeased you how short your orgasm was so you found yourself grinding into him for more.

One kiss was all it took to change that despite how sensitive and full you felt. Tenderly Chan devoured your lips again making you instantly addicted. You wanted the pleasure of seeing him like this all the time, out of breath and full of lust.

~

“Does that mean I get to do this often?” Chan asked poking your nose. All you could do was laugh, shaking your head in agreement. The smell of worn-out designer cologne clung to Chan’s neck for dear life as his sweat made his deodorant stand out. “You're hot and always have been Captain,” you said still in shock that you could admit that.