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Enjin who feels so guilty about the thoughts he has about Arkha and I, but doesn’t realize that we think about him, and want him, just as much as he wants us
CW : dacryphilia
“Enjin,” the way his name falls from your lips, nothing but a breathless whisper, is music to his ears. A song, he thanks the gods, he has the pleasure of hearing.
He loves when he has you like this — pliable, staring up at him in pure adoration as though he is the only thing in this universe. The heat of your stare has a groan of appreciation rising up in his throat.
You’re so fucking . . . perfect — temptation personified created simply to bring him to his knees, but it’s not just you.
He watches with lidded eyes as Arkha’s hand makes its way to your neck. He slides his thumb against your bottom lip as though asking for your permission before he parts them so you can receive that spit he has for you and as you swallow it down, throat bobbing, he can’t help but tangle his hand in Arkha’s locs as he brings him into a heated kiss with you watching from below
The sight is mesmerizing
And as Enjin pulls back he can’t help but stare, with hazy eyes, at the trail of spit that connects him to the man in front of him before it breaks and hits your naked chest.
You whine.
A siren song that has Arkha dropping to his knees before your weeping cunt ready to consume you.
He presses a kiss to your thigh.
Then another and another. When he finally makes it to your core he presses a kiss to your clit before letting out a deep, satisfied rumble as though thanking you for the meal
It has him fisting his cock, pre cum dribbling down his shaft making it easier to glide his hand from base to tip, but a broken sob of his name has Enjin stopping in his tracks and when you tell him you want it in your mouth, voice already fucked out, he smiles. Who was he to deny you?
He traces the tip along your lips coating them in his pre as though first asking you for entrance and you grant it, opening your mouth, tongue reaching out to taste him before taking him fully down your throat, ripping a growl from his own.
It’s all so sloppy. Tears fall from your eyes and drool falls from the sides of your mouth as you gag around his length, but he can’t stop himself, not when it feels this good. The noises spurn Arkha on as well, eating you out as though it were his last meal on earth and as the coil in his stomach tightens he can also tell that you’re about to fall over the precipice as well, thighs shaking from the pleasure.
He cums, hard, with a gravely shout of “fuck” and when he finally comes down from his high there’s a blissed out look on your face.
Enjin can’t help but kiss you, followed by Arkha who pulls back and whispers, how good you were for him, as he strokes your hair
A dopey smile reaches your lips at the praise, but soon falls as you glance up at Arkha and ask “who’s gonna take care of you”
He grins as he strokes his thumb along your cheek “Enjin will,” Arkha says before he turns to face the tattooed man behind him. It doesn’t take long for his lips to find a home on the the younger man’s neck , nipping at the skin, before breathing out a cheeky “won’t you Enjin”?
He moves his own mouth to respond but the world around him starts to blur
“Enjin~~~” you purr
Soon Arkha and your figure starts to vanish
“Enjin, seriously wake up”
His eyes start to flutter open and when he opens them fully he in the cleaners van, still in route to find the information broker — Kuro
You laugh at the dazed look in his eyes as he blinks back sleep
“Dude, I don’t know what you were groaning about in your dream, but we’re only half an hour away from where Kuro is and we need everyone on guard ”
He sighs, of course it was a dream, and now he won’t be able to look you or Corvus in the eyes for the foreseeable future.
Enjin throws his head back, against the seat rest with another sigh, hoping the tent in his pants is well hidden and that you don’t call his name again before he calms down
The first time god Touya lays his eyes on you is when you’re laid across his altar as a sacrifice for your village. Your wrists and ankles are bound. You garb consist of nothing more than a silk chemise and your skin has been covered in tallow — they had planned to burn you alive.
They start with prayer. It’s in the old tongue. The one his mother would sing him lullabies in to soothe him to sleep. It’s sentimental, but hearing it now? It’s tainted, every syllable. While the cloying scent of reverence masks their desperation. Their devotion is superficial and as they begin to tear at their skin he feels even more disgusted — even more angered. Because humans, for centuries, had cared more about themselves than anything on the planet. They would steal, kill, and destroy if it meant their own gain and this moment of “worship” was just another example.
The singing stops and the village elder, he assumes from the ceremonial garb, steps forward and begins to speak. One by one the offerings are set ablaze as the elder asks for protection from the devastating winter and when he finally reaches you he stops. He goes on to say how you’re the most beautiful woman in the village — untouched and unblemished — he prays that you’ll be a delight to the god and that in this sacrifice and the ones before they’ll have unending fire all season.
Touya expects you to start crying, to start begging to be free, but all he sees in your eyes is steeled resolve. Resolve fueled by hatred and it sets something off in him — a need to build your pyre and he does
He burns everything for you, leaving only the Village Elder alive before he makes himself known to you
“You’re. . . ” the elder beings, but he ignores him and walks towards you, using his flame to singe and snap the ropes binding you
“Touya”
He should be demanding reverence, he is a god, but he realizes he quite like the way his name tumbles freely from your lips
“There’s hatred in your eyes. I can see it. Tell me what you want and I’ll help you achieve it.”
Your eyes cut to the elder then back to touya
“I want to burn it all.”
His eyes light up, blue flames dancing within them as he hands you a torch. The elder now in the spot that had once been meant for you.
And as you set the hay ablaze, you watch as the flames consume the elder in a way that feels like his penance and your freedom
god! touya and lowering himself before his mortal lover
“and who does a god worship”
blue eyes flicker, heat rolling off his fingertips as he traces the contours of your lips with his thumb.
Touya could kill you, snuff out your light before you even realized. He, after all, was hellfire incarnate. But he didn’t. No, he lowered himself to his knees before you as he stared into your eyes in reverence as though you were the god and he were the mortal
“you . . . he worships you”
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the thought of a stoic man, who has excellent self control and never adheres to temptations, having to fight tooth and nail to remain composed around you — the person he desires most is so sexy to me
𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 . . . 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵
cw: female reader, unprotected p in v, selfship coded but anyone can read, grammatical errors per usual, pet names (angel, princess, baby), marco getting his feelings hurt because the reader is being a difficult goose, angst in the last paragraph
a/n : this is a continuation of this. you don’t have to read it to know what’s going on but it does give some background to Marco’s profession
WC : 1.&k
dividers by @/chrisssiren
To put it simply . . . your heart had made itself a home in your ass.
Clothes were scattered along your bedroom floor on account of absolutely nothing looking right on you. Your hair still wasn’t done because you couldn’t find an outfit and because you couldn't find and out you couldn’t focus on choosing a style for your hair. On top of that, your hands were so sweaty you were contemplating running your deodorant over your palms to get them to stop — not actually, but at this point you were willing to try anything to keep the embarrassment level at nonexistent.
You sigh and flop down on your bed.
How long has it been since you felt this way? A teenager with their first crush and too many emotions to reel in.
Suddenly, a shrill ring comes through on your phone. You pick it up without hesitation
“Nami, I’m seriously about to shit bricks. I literally don’t know what to wear, my hair looks like a bird’s nest, and I’m about five seconds away from calling this man and telling him that I have to cancel. And I don’t want to cancel because I really like him, but the thought of embarrassing myself in front of him has me wanting to crawl in a hole and die. Help me, please.”
A beat of silence — then laughter
“Oh my god” she says with her first exhale “I haven’t seen you this worked up since you went out with that firefighter. What was his name again? Aaron? . . . Axel?”
“Let’s not worry about him” you say quickly knowing that she would keep going until she remembered your exes name and he wasn’t someone you cared to remember (at least in this au).
“Okay, so where is he taking you? That will help me, help you pick an outfit”
“We’re gonna go get dinner at this really cozy Mexican place and I want to stop him in his tracks, but I also want to be comfortable. Also, I want to wear my hair up, but I don’t want to look bald”
Nami hums and then another voice comes through the speaker
“You should definitely wear that pair of jeans with the rip under the cheek. It’s sexy, but not too in your face. You can also wear those cute red kitten heels you have and an oversized band tee.”
“Oh Robin, I could kiss you”
“I’m looking forward to it”
You smile as she passes the phone back to Nami
“I agree with Robin. I also think you should wear your hair up in a claw clip with some pieces framing your face and some chunky, gold hoops to pull it all together.”
“Yes, and I’ll do my chocolate cherry lip combo! Ugh, thank you guys for the help. I was literally about to have a conniption. I’ll treat yall to dessert soon. Love yall so much kisses”
You blow a kiss and end the call, getting up off your bed and walking towards the closet to get your clothes. By the time you finish there’s a knock at the door. You take a breath and turn the lock, opening it up to the man that had you feeling like a teenage girl again.
“Well, don’t you clean up nice”
Your eyes roam his form appreciately. His glasses sit low on his nose bridge, his linen shirt is slightly unbuttoned, and the jeans he’s wearing hang dangerously low on his hips, but that’s not what catches your eye. No, it’s the blue ink you see peeking out from the unbuttoned portion of his shirt
“I didn’t think you’d be the type to have a tattoo”
Without thinking your hand reaches out, laying a feather light touch against the ink etched into his skin
“Oh, I’m sorry”
He grabs your wrist before you can move away, pulling you closer as his lazy gaze catches your own
“I like it when you touch me and this tattoo is a dedication to my foster father. I wouldn’t be who I was today without him.”
“I’m sure he’s proud of you. I mean who wouldn’t be”
His gaze turns molten and before you make a decision that you might regret, you gently tug your wrist out from his grip, placing it by your side
“Uhm, we should get going, you know, before we lose our table”
He nods, but the smirk on his lips doesn’t falter as he walks you to the car and opens the door for you. Soon he pulls out of the driveway and you’re on your way.
“How was work today?” you ask, turning towards him, resting your arm on the center console.
“It was good. Busy, but good. I had two major surgeries today and that was all that was on my operation schedule. Then, I had a few follow ups with previous patients as well. How was your day? You teach right, outside of the coffee shop?”
“I do. The day was good albeit a bit slow, but those are the days I love most especially since I teach kindergarten.”
He nods as though hanging onto your every word and a pleasurable warmth course through your system. The conversation continues and before you know it, he’s pulling into the parking lot of the restaurant, slipping out he comes, opens your door, and helps you out
“This place does look cozy. I bet the food is amazing.”
“It’s been one of the places I’ve added in my rotation. The food is authentic and the drinks good too”
He opens the door and lets you walk in first. You’re greeted at the front and then you’re taken to a booth in the corner of the restaurant and as Marco goes to sit himself across from you, a daring part of you offers him the seat next to yourself to which you quickly come up with an excuse.
“You know, so you can show me what’s good on the menu”
There’s a knowing look in his eyes and a smile on his lips, but he doesn’t say anything. He just accepts his seat beside you. He recommends the prickly pear margarita to you while he orders himself a modelo. You offer him a sip and he gladly accepts and when your food comes he offers you a bite. You almost forget that you’re on a first date with how natural everything feels and when he goes to pay the bill you don’t even argue with him
He holds your hand as you leave the restaurant, your dessert held in his other. As he helps you into his truck and closes the door, you’re sure you’re about to have a mini panic attack because of just how perfect he is.
He lets himself into the car and as he goes to open his mouth you’re doing something you’d never thought you’d do — kissing him.
When your lips touch his you’re sure every pleasure receptor in your body lights up
“Fuck angel, I don’t think you know how much I’ve wanted this” he says between kisses
“Marco” It comes out whinier than you want it to be, but as he pulls you over the center console and into his lap you can’t find it in yourself to care, not as your aching core lines up perfectly with his hardening cock
“Let me . . . shit!” you smile against his lips at the reaction you draw from him as you rock your hips into his again
“Let me take you home. Let me take you home and show you how good I can make you feel”
“Please. Please Marco”
He helps you back into your seat and as he pulls out of the parking lot his hand makes its ways into your jeans, swirling your clit with ease because of just how wet you are .
“You’re so wet for me baby. Don’t worry. I’m gonna take such good care of you”
You moan as you grind against his hand, tears forming in your eyes at how good he’s making you feel and then that delicate seam snaps pushing you over the edge and into euphoria
“That’s it angel. Make a mess of me”
And as he pulls into the driveway of his home he waste no time, pulling you over the center console once more and capturing your lips as he carries you inside and in the direction of his bedroom, leaving a trail of clothes behind
“Marco, need you”
“I know, baby. I know, but I gotta get you ready first”
“No, I need you now” you whine taking his cock and running it through your slick to show him just how ready you were
“It might be tight, but as long as you call me a good girl I’ll make sure I take it all, no complaining”
He drops his head into your neck at your words, lining himself up with your pulsing cunt before sliding his way in. It winds you, just how girthy his is but as he kisses your forehead and tells you how proud of you he is for taking him you’re sure the wetness between your legs has increased
“You’re so wet, princess. You’re making me feel so good” he says between thrust. The praise sets you on fire and you feel the coil inside of you tighten
“So close, Marco. Wanna kiss” you slur out and he’s more than willing to deliver, pressing his chest to your own, cold metal of his chain sending pleasurable chills down your spine
“You taste so sweet. Never want to live without it” he says hips meeting yours with each thrust
“Marco”
He’s there before you say another word, thumb pressed against your clit helping you fall over the precipice with a shout of his name and the warmth from his own release filling you
“You’re perfect” he says as he squeezes your jaw, moving your head so he can press a kiss to your swollen lips, his hips finally stopping as he fills you completely
“S’good”
“It was all for you angel” he says as he cleans you up, pressing one last kiss to your lips as you fall asleep in his arms.
In your haze, you think that this is your very own version of heaven.
The end . . .
At least, that’s what you wish you could say. Because, in a fashion that is so you, you wake up in the morning in a panic. You’re still wrapped up in the arms of a man you realize is way out of your league and like a coward you run. You hop into the uber and head back to your world, to your reality. A reality where handsome doctors and teachers, who had to work a second job to make income enough to afford anything, live separately — not caring about the way you were breaking your own heart in the process
a list of colors that remind me of my moots + one of their selfships / oc ships !! from this ask YAYY THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME DO THIS
alba + choso — some say olive >:) some say sage >:) i say any green color is so cute !!
aly + lyney — a burgundy / cherry / berry red i think is so cute !!!
amira + hawks — if you look at amira’s pfp - the background of her pfp !! that peachy color :>
amira + luffy — amira reminds me of an elegant red while luffy has a hint of red in his hat !!! so this >:)
amor + todoroki — a bright and vibrant cobalt blue for these two !!
andy + kisaki — google calls it lemon chiffon >:) a fun yellow-ish type of color heh . .
aphrodite + sylus — a pretty coral type of color ( a sort of blend of a soft pink + sylus’ red!! )
apollo + anaxa — labradorite <- this exact color(s) . . this gemstone :>
artemis + venti — the color that most closest resembles that of paraiba tourmaline :>
aspen + jing yuan — red BUT but make it GENTLE !!! CALMING RED >:)
atlys + mydei — a red, similar to freshly made pomegranate juice! ( it’s sweet :> heheh )
auphie + anaxa — a darker green color . . similar to an emerald :>
awea + diluc — WINE REEEDDD like all red gemstones, framed in black lace and all !
ayame + moze — the softest MOST gentle shade of lavender the mind can think of :> oh yes
bee + caleb — the color of fresh honey 🍯 SWEET AND YUMMY
bitti + blade — 59788E <- this exact hex code but a little darker :> oh yes !!!
carina + dazai — cherry blossoms :> oh yes !! mix this with the soft warmth of sunlight
carrot + jing yuan — a sage green :3 relaxing green . .
cee + dan heng — these two are fff3db <- they called it papaya silk !! i will call it frosting ^^; it’s warm but still super soft !!
chain + aizawa — google calls this silver star and i love it for you two !! -> 98aob8
charlotte + kaiser — a frosty mint type of blue :> i love snowflakes for them!
cherie + mikey — PINK !! spring . . strawberry treats . . milk . . etc etc :>
chuu + zayne — chuu to me is always a vibrant pink !! so it extends to zayne >:) they are both pink now
cid + kageyama — the wine red type of color you can get from mixing kageyama’s hair + cid’s theme >:)
cj + arkha — GREEENN like the softer type of green you’ll see when you visit a lake !! or a mountain 🏔️ !!
coco + karasu — this hex code -> A397B4 ( a calming / gentle shade of purple! )
cora + sae — AN APRICOT COLOR :> A PEACHY COLOR . . ANY OF THESE!
cotton + nanami — cotton is a soft green and nanami is blonde so i think of sunflower colors !! > <
cubbie + aventurine — gosh they are an adorable combo of pinks and teal colors to me !! :>
danyl + caleb — a bronze or a champagne type of warm color is something i love for them :>
dresvi + baizhu — a happy spring green, the way a plant almost glows when hit with sunlight!
eclair + neuvi — BLUE !! OCEAAANN !!! SEASIDE 🌊 LIKE THIS !!!
em + mydei — strawberry milk 🍓 :> suits these two well imo !!
eris + jing yuan — the soft red you think of when you imagine apple baked treats :>
eris + ratio — eris recently posted a veris comm !! the blue she’s wearing in it is the color i think of :>
euphie — a bright pink, like an led light in the dark! :>
femi + capitano — soft lavender, similar to morning mist!
gray + diluc — these two are valentine’s day colors !! pinks and reds and flowers that have those colors :>
grey + sunday — these two are cloud coded !! soft blue . . dusty blue . . fluff and cloud :>
hazel + wriothesley — THE ICY-ISH BLUE OF WRIOTHESLEY’S EYES !!!! i love this color for these two
hea + kageyama — soften up a turquoise, similar to a serene lake !! > <
helen + jing yuan — a rosy red !!! :> soft, not quiitee red . . not quite pink . . right in between !!!
ianna + zayne — something iridescent, like a bubble you know ?! 🫧
io + sae — THE PINK OF HIS HAIR and the lip shade from the bitti art !! > < I LOVE THESE
jay + bakugo — the SUN !!! sunsets . . sunrises . . all the glow and warmth of a sun :> this color
kady + sunday — RED / BLUE !!!! a lovely combo that i adore :> there’s a comm of these two that better shows this !!
kaze + togame — A SOFT LAVENDER ALWAYS !!! i love how sleepy these two are :>
kei — a soft pink, with a satin-like sheen hehe:>
kendall + narumi — these two are spring colors !! i like a very soft yellow/orange > <
kokko + isagi — these two are cinnamon bread 🍞:> to me !! warm and all > <
koue + luocha — these two are sugar cookie + honey + tea + sweet treat colors :> also so warm > <
kruin — KRUIN TO ME IS BLUEBERRY 🫐 <- THIS CUTE COLOR
lauren + sakusa — these two are every pastel color! all of them :> emphasis on blues, pinks, and purples !!
lena + todoroki — ROYAL BLUEEE >:)) THIS HEX CODE 305CDE
lin + togame — an earthy, soft green shade :> like a cute fern !!
loni + phainon — royal blue !! the royal-EST BLUE 👑
lore + kaiser — lore is periwinkle and kaiser has that blue . . bleeend them !! > < i like that color
lotus + shidou — lotus <- the pink at the ends of them 🪷 <- here !! THIS PINK :>
mac + argenti — RUBYY AND SAPPHIRE SIDE BY SIDE OFC !!!
maisie + rin — the colors of a flower like this 🌸 :> rin is the stem . . maisie is the petals !!
mao + shin — a fun blue, like cinnamoroll-eye-ish !!
marena + baji — OMGGG lapis lazuli IT MUST BE !!! THIS BLUE
mari + umemiya — BLUE BLUE SOFT BLUE !! google says it’s called arctic ^^;
marlyn + wanderer — gosh see he reminds me of pastel blue when he’s with you BUT YOU REMIND ME PASTEL PINK so . so both!
marquie + umemiya — the exact colors of a sunset 🌅!!
maru + stelle — gold, but softened — like a ray of sunlight peeking through a curtain!
melon + reiner — the color of melon bread :> or matcha bread!! yummy pastries such as this ^^;
mickey + black swan — HEH !! if you blend mickey’s pink with black swan’s purple — you get a pretty magenta shade :>
min — MIN IS BABY / SKY BLUUEEE !! a color i would like to eat
mino — MINO IS HAMSTER 🐹 all shades of hamster and all shades of fuzzy / soft
minx + price — PIIIINKKK all things pink is minx and price :>
niko + wanderer — YOU CANT DO ONE COLOR . . it has to be the sort of muted red / blue that is ppgear !!
niku + sunday — OHHOHO it must be a pretty ice blue heh >:)) THE COLOR OF KYANITE
nyx + kiryu — PINK !! like mew from pokemon . . like shades of blush . .
os + kazuha — fall <- the season! as a color :> 🍁 like this!
psy + ayaka — a lovely steel blue . . it’s almost their anni btw heheh :>
quinn + childe — PUMPKIN 🎃 a warm, glowy type of color such as this!
rae + wriothesley — softest shade of pink, like the first hints of a sunrise!
rain + vi — it has to be the whole ultraviolet color palette !!! 🎨
ran + levi — soft pink, yes, dusty type of pink i think is so cute . . oh yes :> nearly a mauve !!
rei + bakugo — the vibrant reddish shade of watermelon in summer :> 🍉
riv + mydei — matcha shade of green 🍵 orrrr a wine red :>
roma + oliver — the fun and pretty blue of a bright seaside and the sky !! :>
rye + narumi — the warm color of a freshly baked sugar cookie YES !!!
ryu + alhaitham — the pretty glow of a firefly . . whatever this color is :>
sage + jiaoqiu — mitsuri’s hair :> bahhaha, greens and pinks !!! floral shades like this ^^
sam + hoshina — A DEEP PURPLE !!! hmm . . a candy-like purple . . grape candy . . oh yes
sen + gojo — pink !!! bright pinks with glitter and light and all fun stuff :>
spirit + mydei — gold and the like :> more like a citrine color !!
steph + ace — FIIIREEE 🔥 <- warm tones! not quite an orange . . but similar :>
steph + loid — a very soft yellow :> i think of banana flavored treats >:)
sua + anaxa — soft, and then softer green! i think of a pastel version of sea foam :>
sylvie + zhongli — EARTHY GREEENS !! strong stems and big leaves etc etc !!
tea + childe — SUNSHINE ☀️ !!! golds and the like :>
ursula + capitano — dark blues !!! sapphire . . oh yes
vana + sunday — fluffy and soft cotton candy shades (fluffier) !!!
venus + endo — EVERGREEEEEN endo !!! a deep forest green :>
vera — vera reminds me of minty green! and aqua type of color oh yes
vixen + shigaraki — the soft red of a fox !! vulpix color . . exactly this :>
winter + sylus — a deep red, very much like a spider lily!
xixi + argenti — the vibrant, warm red like one that a rose 🌹 has :>
zebra + childe — coral, like the inside of a seashell!
the midnight hour
cw: written in the third person, specific gendered terms, selfship lore specific but anyone can read,
a/n : finally sharing how arkha and i got together. this takes places before the story line and has details of my selfship with arkha
“How long are you going to run from him? You’ve known him all of your life. He knows the parts of you that no one else does and you think he would run from you? You think he wouldn’t pick up the burden you call your heart and hold it to his own? I love you hun, but it’s time you wake the fuck up.”
Semiu’s words spin round and round in her mind as though they were on a neverending loop.
She knew Arkha would never run from her. He would accept her feelings, her worries, her doubts wholeheartedly and would only love her harder, but there was a fear that would creep up every time she even thought of letting herself experience happiness with him — a thought that left her paralyzed and unable to breathe. . .
“What if I lose him to”?
She feels the bile rise in her throat and her heart aches at the very thought which leaves her trapped in her mind not noticing the very man she was thinking about was right in front of her.
He finds her in the kitchen, knees pulled up to her chest and an oversized sweater engulfing her in its warmth. A mug is settled between her palms — steam visible from where he stand, but it’s left undrunk as she peers through the tiny window
He takes a step closer to her before he speaks
“You know, it’s not like you to leave a cup of tea full”
Her head snaps in the the direction of the voice, eyes widening in surprise, and her heart threatening to beat out of her chest before she actually calms down and acknowledges who it is before her
“Arkha.” It comes out a bit more breathless than she would’ve liked, but she was still reeling from the sudden intrusion into her quiet moment, not that she would ever reject his company.
“What has you lost in thought?” he says taking a seat beside her at the table
“Semiu and I had a conversation today and I guess it just opened my mind to a lot of things,” she says, finally taking a sip from her mug.
“Did you want to talk about it with me?”
She looks up at him, mouth moving to start, but stopping herself before the words could come out
“Was it about me?”
Her eyes widen and she knows she’s given herself away.
“It - it was.”
“Talk to me” he coaxed b
A pause. A deep breath.
“Arkha, I’m in love with you and I’m scared to be.” Her eyes start to well up with unshed tears “The thought of losing you has me so paralyzed with fear that I can’t breathe sometimes. I want to give you my heart. I want to love you so badly, but I’m afraid if you took it, it wouldn’t lift you. It’d just be a milestone that drowns you and so I’m asking if you’ll wait for me, if you can wait for me to face my demons and then let me love you the right way”
He’s quiet, thumb rubbing against the side of his mug, but gray eyes stare into hers, peering through the darkness to her very soul
“I won’t wait for you”
Her heart seizes
“I won’t wait for you because I’m ready to love you now. You think I don’t know about your demons? I’ve been walking hand in hand with you from the moment you lost your parents. You won’t lose me because I won't let myself be lost. So let’s try this. Let’s just try.”
She nods her head as he wraps his arms around her and melts into his embrace knowing that she was fully loved and cared for
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𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟
cw : oral (m! receiving), piv sex, female reader, established relationship, heavy use of pet names (baby, angel, sweetheart) selfship coded but anyone can read, grammatical errors (per usual)
wc: 1,257
a/n: this was supposed to be a blurb based off this post, but um, it took a mind of its own. Happy Halloween to me
When you turn the lock and open the door you can tell something in the atmosphere has shifted. Everything feels — tense. A sensation that is rarely present within the four walls of your home.
“Marco?” A beat of silence. You call out to him again
“Marco? Baby? Where are you?”
You knew he was home. His car sat in its designated spot in your shared driveway, but the lights that usually signified he was home were left off. Something that only happened when he went out to drink with old friends, but you knew that hadn’t been the case tonight. For the sheer fact that he would always share that information with you before he left so you wouldn’t get worried.
“I’m in here,” his voice echoes from the study, sounding weary and tired.
As you approach, the smell of cigarette smoke fills your nose and when you finally lay eyes on him, your lover is sat in his reading chair, legs spread wide with a cigarette hanging between his lips
“Well, isn’t this the rare sight”
You place yourself in his lap. One hand making a home on his chest, the other pulling the cigarette from his between his lips to take a drag before bringing him into a long, much needed kiss.
“What’s wrong baby?”
He takes the cigarette from out your hand, taking one last drag of his own before putting it out on the ashtray, and sinking into your embrace
He inhales your scent and on his exhale he starts
“Work has just been a bit much these past few days with scheduling and performing surgeries. We’ve also been short staffed so I’m doing a lot more than usual and I think it’s all catching up to me”
A hum of acknowledgement leaves you as you scratch your nails against the shaved part of his head
“Oh baby, let me help you?”
“Please.”
The corners of your mouth curl up in a smile as you swing your leg over to straddle his hips, lips finding his in a slow kiss filled with love and longing
Marco settles one hand on your lower back while he uses the other to cradle your jaw, tongue licking at your bottom lip to ask for access. You grant it to him, letting his tongue taste the ardor you held for him and as you pull away you hear his dissatisfied moan, but it’s soon replaced with a hitch of breath as your teeth sink into his exposed neck.
You slide your hand down his chest, stopping just inches away from where he needed you — finger toying with the elastic band of his briefs.
“Please sweetheart”
Your knees hit the floor with a gentle thud as you pull his pants down, watching his cock slap against the lower portion of his stomach. You take your bottom lip between your teeth as you take him in — red faced, head tossed back, and panting. Taking your thumb, you spread his precum around the tip of his cock. You can feel the heat of him beneath your palm and you watch as he groans at the sensation. You waste no time delivering just what he needed most.
You place a gentle kiss to his tip before trailing more along the underside of his shaft. A moan falls from his lips as you flatten your tongue against him, licking one long stripe back up to his head before fully taking him into your mouth. Marco would always be one of your favorite flavors — sweet with a hint of something so intoxicating you could stay down here forever
He whines when you pull away, but when he watches you spit in your palm, you’re sure you see something darken in his eyes especially when you take him back into your mouth, using your hand to stroke what couldn’t fit.
“You’re everything Angel. You’re so good to me, so fucking good.”
His praise has your head bobbing up and down faster, lightly grazing your teeth along his length
“Fuck sweetheart” he yells, his hips jerking upward causing his tip to kiss the back of your throat. Your eyes tear up at the sudden change, but you welcome it and you can’t help but giggle at the reactions you’re able to pull from him.
You use your other hand to rub circles against your throbbing clit and when you look up you keep your eyes locked with Marco’s. His abs start to tighten, and his cock twitches in your mouth, a telltale sign that he’s about to cum, but before he can tumble over the precipice he’s pulling your mouth off of him
Marco chuckles as you let out your own groan, but he pulls you back up into his lap and places a kiss against your pouty lips
“I’ll cum in your mouth next time, but right now, I want to cum in you”
He lifts you up and takes you to you shared bedroom, stripping you of your clothes and as he lines himself up with your entrance he kisses your forehead before resting his against your own
“You’re my everything” he says as he slowly sinks into your warmth, rocking his hips into yours in a way that shows you he wants you to feel all of him.
“I love you so much” you cradle his head in your palms kissing him in a way that lets him now just how much you mean the words you say
You pant into each other's mouths as his cock hits against the soft, spongy wall that had you seeing stars and you clench around him pulling a growl from his throat
“Marco, baby, more.”
And he delivers, pulling his hips back and snapping them forward in a way that leaves you absolutely breathless.
“You’re so good to me Angel. So pretty. Always so wet for me”
A moan is all you can let out in response and he laughs, kissing you behind your ear as he whispers even more praise, even more words of his adoration
“Marco, gonna cum” you say as you feel your core tighten; the friction of his pubic hair stimulating your clit. He keeps his pace — pulling you to the edge of the bed, intertwining his fingers with yours, and laying all of his weight on you
“I’m with you Angel. Cum for me” and you do with your head tossed back and a shout of his name. You can tell he’s right behind you as you wrap your legs around his waist, drawing him even deeper.
“So deep baby, can feel you here” you take his hand and place it on your tummy and he groans as he falls apart, riding out his high as ropes of warm cum make a home in your pulsing cunt
“Fuck, you’re my everything Angel. I’ll never get over you. I’ll never stop loving you. I want you forever”
You smile as you pull him down for a kiss. running your fingers along his back as he finally stills, dropping his face in the crook of your neck
“Feel better?”
He looks up, chin resting on your chest with sleepy eyes and a smile that only comes when he’s been fully satiated.
“The best” and you giggle, kissing him again as he rolls you over so you’re on top
“I love you baby”
“I love you”
“Oh, and before I forget” you say sinking your teeth into his neck, once again, before pulling back with a wicked grin on your lips”
“Happy Halloween handsome. Trick or treat?”
He rolls his eyes, before lining himself back up with your still weeping core
“Treat. Always treat”
𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝?
cw : female reader, selfship coded (anyone can read though), marco x fem reader
a/n : this is based off this post so there will be a part two
The first time you had met Marco was during your first fall season at the shop.
You were covered in coffee grounds, the smell of rain filled your nose as someone opened the front door, and you had just made what felt like your thousandth iced, pumpkin spiced latte of the day.
You had nothing against pumpkin spice. Hell, you even enjoyed it yourself, but you kept telling yourself you’d be happy when the season was over and you could file away the syrup recipe until the next. You were quite frankly done and over with patrons giving you disappointed, and even angry looks, when you would tell them that you were out of syrup and they would have to come back the next day.
And after a — not so pleasant — altercation where Marco had to step in and defend you, the fall season was one you dreaded. However, after that day he had become a shop regular and here on your third year of working the fall season and experiencing pumpkin spice hell you were happy to see his face again. It truly broke up the monotony of your days — especially ones like today
You sighed, cleaning your hands off and fixing your apron before you turned to your handsome regular.
“Thanks for your patience. Did you want your usual or were you in the mood for something different today?”
“Hmm,” he says, crossing his arms as he looks up at the menu. “Why don’t you surprise me. I think I want something warm and sweet to take with me on my shift tonight.”
You smile and nod, taking a mental note of his request.
“Okay, just give me five minutes and I’ll have your order ready” you say with a smile
“Take your time. I’m right here”
You feel your face get hot at his words. You knew they meant nothing and he was just being polite, but when they were coming out of the mouth of a man who looked like him you couldn’t help but get flustered. Marco was the perfect package. He was older than you and had a flourishing career as a pediatric doctor, but on top of that he was handsome. He was taller than most, standing at 6’8 with a build to match, letting you know that he spent time in the gym. He was polite, gentle, and he always tipped you generously. He was everything you could possibly want and more.
“Thank you for waiting. You said you wanted something warm and sweet so I made you a butter pecan, oat latte. I hope you like it”
He grabs the to-go cup from your hand and takes a sip. Swirling the liquid around his mouth to get a better taste. He smiles as he looks at you
“I’m glad I left it up to you. It’s good”
“It’s one of my favorites to make for myself, so I thought that maybe you’d enjoy it too.”
He hums at your response, taking another sip of the drink
“How much do I owe you?” he says pulling his wallet from his pocket
“It’s $6.00 even”
He pulls out his wallet and gives you a folded up bill before making his way to the door, throwing his hand up in goodbye as he makes his way out.
You smile and as you unfold the bill, expecting the usual $20 he gives you, your mouth drops in surprise as you notice the telltale signs of a $100 bill note, you run from behind the counter toward the door, hoping to catch him in time and as you push the door open you see him leaning against the wall with a knowing smile on his face
“I was wondering how long it would take you to notice”
You jaw almost drops in surprise at his words, but you somehow managed to keep it up
“You did it on purpose?”
He smiles as he turns to face you
“I needed an excuse to get you out here”
Your eyebrow raises in question as you stare up at him
“Get me out here?”
“You’re always so busy with other customers that I never get to have a conversation with you pass out small talk and I wanted to ask you something”
“You did all this just to . . . ask me something?”
He laughs at your tone, but he nods his head anyway
“I wanted to see you outside of this.”
His hand reaches up to rub coffee dust off your face and your heart starts to race at the proximity.
“See me outside of this?”
“Yes, I want to take you out. I want to treat you. Hear more about you over a glass of wine and a good meal. So what do you say”
“I’d — I’d really like that”
And with a smile he leans in and kisses your cheek before pulling back and smiling
“Call me when you’re off” he says, handing you a piece of paper before turning his back towards you again and getting in his car.
You clutch it to your chest and smile as you watch him pull out the parking lot. Maybe, just maybe you could start enjoying pumpkin spice season again.
☾⋆。𖦹 °✩ 𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐀 - 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭
𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : 𝙲𝙹
𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜
𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 : 𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷𝟼𝚝𝚑
𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄 : 𝙲𝙹 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝙰𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚊, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝙴𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜.
𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 : 𝚌𝚓 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚝. 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚓 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍, 𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚑𝚊, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜.
𝙰𝚝 𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚎
𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 : 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚎, 𝚒𝚜 𝙲𝙹’𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝙰𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚊.
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎, 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝙹’𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝙰𝚛𝚔𝚑𝚊 𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚟𝚞𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔, 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗 𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜; 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝙲𝙹’𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 — 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍.
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚜, 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚝𝚑, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚏 𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚎’𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚙.
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒 :
Chime - 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙲𝙹 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚊. 𝙸𝚝’𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍.
Toll - 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚎’𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚎
Grow - 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚣𝚎, 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚓 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏
Quake - 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙲𝙹 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜
𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐀𝐆𝐒 :
- 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 (𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚎𝚙)
- 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 (𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝)
- 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 (𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 )
- 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚎𝚊 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚁𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚉𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚊 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝
𝐅𝐔𝐍 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒 :
𝚌𝚓 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚎𝚍. 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚋 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍. 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚕𝚋𝚘𝚠𝚜
- 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍. 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚞𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜
- 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚜
- 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚚
Hi! So I was wondering because I was curious but when do you and Marco become an official couple in your selfship lore? After Wano?
Marco and I become official during the 2nd year of 3d2y!!!
I was originally a member of the Whitebeard Pirates, but during Marineford I met Luffy and we bonded over what Ace meant to us. He offered me a spot on the crew in that moment, but with the things that were happening I just laughed it off until everything unfolded. I told him I would join the crew but I had some personal things to settle first. He understood and said that I could take my time, but he did expect me.
During those two years I stayed with Marco in Sphinx as a herbalist and we got closer. It was definitely a slow burn because while I was learning to live without Ace, I was also having to acknowledge my budding feelings for Marco. I had to fight a lot of mental battles because I felt selfish.
I didn’t want to forget Ace — his laugh, his mannerisms, the things that made him so uniquely him, and I was afraid that as time passed and I moved on, living my life with someone else I would slowly start to forget Ace
After a long talk and tears (from me obviously) I let myself fall (it’s was a very slow fall like I was jumping with a parachute and drifting towards the ground)
But he was patient with me and it made loving his so much sweeter when I finally got to that point
𝐎𝐏 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭
𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞: Cassandra D. James (the will of D is a secret she refuses to share)
𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞: CJ or Cee, The Soothsayer
𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧: a small island in the south blue
𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲: CJ was born on a small island in the south blue. Her people had the gift of “sight” which allowed them to read the aura of those they came into contact with, but due to greed they were exploited and killed by the World Government
𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞 : before she became the herbalist of the Straw Hats she was a member of the White Beard Pirates performing the same task. She was extremely close to Whitebeard and Marco
𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭: Hone Hone no Mi (the bone bone fruit). Her devil fruit allows her the ability to remove bones from her own body and the bodies of others.
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 :
𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 - When she’s ready to remove a bone from the body of a person that is not herself she calls out the word “extract”. She rarely ever uses this move unless she absolutely has to, to protect herself and her crew
𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 - While she has the ability to remove bones, she also has the ability to regenerate them. When she is ready to regenerate the bone of another person she calls out the word “restore” to regenerate the bone that was lost. She can also heal broken bones that are still within the body by calling out the word “restore”
𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - CJ is able to rapidly push out her ribs to form “wings” which allow her to take flight. When she’s done the bones will fall off and disintegrate
𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬 :
𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞 - A large scythe made from bones within CJ’s body. The handle is made of multiple femurs while the blade is made from metal. The handle was fashioned in a way that allows for her to swing it easily around her head and for it to be held on her back
𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐚 - CJ also uses a double chain sickle. The “blades” are made of the sharpened jaws of an elephant (the jaws were dug up no animals were harmed in the making of this weapon)
𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐚𝐠𝐬 : says “huh?” when she doesn’t hear a question and then answers it anyways, always willing to fight but gets scared when she sees spiders, trips more than she walks, is constantly shouting that she can’t see the future so her nickname should be rescinded
𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 :
she has a pet vulture named mars (his eyes are red) who she’s had since her was a little girl. He’s a special species that grows to the size of a small dog
she has flowers tattooed on her back that resemble wings and within the design is at Whitebeard Pirates emblem
when she’s really tired she’ll slip into the language of her home island

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