. I Think...

✧˚ · . i think...𓇢𓆸

- xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ -

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lately, the tension between you and Xavier has gotten worse with each passing day. the last time you both had a conversation was when you were in a meeting that was about your next mission. majority of your co-workers and your team had easily noticed the growing hatred that was spreading around the air. it broke your heart, it broke his but neither of you have the courage to talk it out.

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"stop acting stupid. that's all i'm trying to say?" his voice boomed with fury, reaching your ears in a disgusting tone. his cerulean eyes dark with disgust, staring at you like you've betrayed him. his demeanour crazily shifted from how he was before.

"how am i acting stupid? all i did was save that girl! you want me to let her die?" your voice didn't compete with his, you're carrying regret for something you didn't do wrong in. you were furious, yes, but showing that would only made that worse. your arms crossed as you mumbled under your breath.

"what was that? say it out loud." he walked closer to you, his steps heavy against the floor of your apartment. stepping back to keep a distance, your arm uncrossed just in case he lashes out.

"you could've died...huh? is that was you want? to be dead? that's selfish, you're being selfish. stop that." his hand lifted to his hip, his upper torso leaning over you.

"so what if i died? i would've died a hero. i barely got injured, it wasn't even that bad of a wanderer. any beginner could beat that." arguing back, his eyes widened at your statement. they turned black, you couldn't see xavier in them anymore.

you couldn't hear the soft voice of your love.

you couldn't feel his soft touch, just harshness.

you couldn't breathe.

your own eyes rose in size as you realised where his hand landed, straight on your neck. his grip tightened, leaving you no choice but to suffer under his gaze. he was crazy, he looked crazy. the pure evil in his face terrified you.

"barely got injured?! you broke your hand!! how dumb are you to understand that you're not destructible!!" his voice was what nearly made you cry out of pain, he was serious yet so aggressive.

"xav-agh- mhm-" you struggled to get his attention, your hand grasping his to try and pry him off, the other no use. his words weren't reaching your ears, they were mumbles; the ringing interrupted every letter.

you came to your last conclusion, you tap his arm thrice, harsh taps to be in fact. it was your safeword, but right now you couldn't do anything else. somehow, that clicked to him.

his eyes shifted back to its original colour, his hand loosing its harmful grip of your neck as he stepped back in horror. as his hands slowly retreated to his side, he tried to get a hold of himself; his mouth agape in surprise.

"fuck- are you okay? i didn't mean it. shit! um-" he scrambled to fine something to help your coughing fit, his last resort was getting some water. he handed the bottle to you before he helped you drink.

after, you held the counter, not daring to stare at him in fear that you might see that face again. your voice was soft and cracked with your gentle cries in between.

his mind cursed at him for doing something so idiotic, he knew that you won't want for him to be here. but his heart still broke when he heard those words.

"...i think you should go..."

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no one knew the story, only you and him. that same day, you had requested for another partner to work with. luckily, it was tara. but sometimes you can't hide stuff from your best friend. especially if she's with you nearly every day.

"babe come on. you're not fine. i know it. please talk to me." she begged and pleaded for you to stop keeping it in. she held you tightly as she rubbed your arm. her face the saddest it's ever been. she caressed your face with her other hand, lifting your head up to see your face clearly.

"you can always talk to me. i promise." her kindness watered your eyes, making you feel so loved and welcomed. sitting up straight, you sighed before laying your head on her shoulder.

"not yet tara...i think i should wait." your voice softened her ears, the tears embedded in your words. understandingly, she nodded while nuzzling her head onto of yours.

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"you STUPID idiot! how could you screw up this bad xavier?!"

shouts and yells echoed in every corner of xavier's apartment, your hands grasping tara's bicep as you begged her to shut up and leave. her finger in his face as she scolded him angrily. you had finally told her, preparing yourself for this.

"tara-" "NO. listen babe, i can't sit past this. he WHAT?!"

oh my gosh. pulling on her jumper, your voice increased in volume as well. "tara! come on!!" she squirmed in your grasp, her eyes full of so much emotion. you were started to get a little bit more excited the more she scolded xavier but you laughing would add fuel to the fire.

"what an idiotic boyfriend you are. i gave you one job- JUST ONE. and you mess it up. take care of her. simple instructions and you know what you said that you will take care of her until your last breathe. might as well stop breathing. my gosh, what a-

BANG!

she slammed her hand onto the wall beside her, the sound vibrating through the air. your eyes narrowed at her strength.

-fucking LIAR!"

finally moving her to the door, you tried to calm her down in your own words, only stopping to open the door properly, pushing her out gently. you hesitated to follow.

turning your head to face xavier, he was staring at you, in melancholy. a part of you wanted to have a conversation, one that lasted for as many hours as it took just for you two to go back to how you were before.

"babe! let's go."

it felt like stinging needles as you forced yourself to pull away from his dreadful eyes, tara watching you like a hawk as she let you say your last words.

"...i'll think i should go..."

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idk if i wanna finished this.

anyway

do not steal any of my work even tho they are trash!

date made: 29-31/05/24

~ 𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐒 𝐎𝐅𝐅 ~

rapper!onyankopon x black!reader

summary: onya being a dick to you and you js being tired of it.

tw: cursing, arguing

lately, you and onyankopon have been fighting and shit hasn't been getting better whatsoever. he's been ignoring you for weeks, months even and you've been left to just do whatever. every time you wanna talk, he'll start pissing you off then leave so you gave up on talking.

night comes and you are in bed, your phone ran beside you. turning away, you look and see onyankopons name. with a huff, you pick it up, speaking annoyed into the call.

"what now?" he responded also immediately, no sort of love in his tone. just being demanding. "i need you at my house is what." before you could respond, three rings echoed around your room. he hang up. you curse to yourself and him before grabbing your coat, keys and your phone.

driving to his house, you thought to yourself, 'is this right?'. you knew it wasn't but this could make your relationship better. at least.

he opened the door to his house before you stepped in, "what is it?". taking off your slippers, you followed him to his studio. he shut the door before explaining, "listen, think my new song sounds plain. need something to add."

you shake your head and clasp your hands together in your lap before asking, "how am i gon help you?". he pointed to his desk, clearly answering your question. "gon bend over n i'll record your moans. show everyone how you beg for me-"

you scoffed before turning to him, "do i look like a sex toy?". his eyes widened before he folded his arms, "huh? what are you?-"

"you think you can ignore me for weeks then just think i'll come to fuck you? is that what you think i'm worth? Because you know that i know that you gon leave me after?" there was a clear annoyance and disappointment in your tone but you took a second to actually deep it.

"stop overreacting. it's just for a song. ion even ignore you." he remarked back, staring you up and down before looking back at his monitor like you had a problem; well you did.

"nah. i'm not doing this. you can't just do shi like that. 4 years we've been together. no sorry when i walked through the door, nothing. i love you onya but this isn't right at all. i'm not...fuck." you used your knuckle to wipe the tears that were begging to fall from your eyes.

"fuck's wrong with you? it's just a song-" you interrupted him. "i don't give two shits about the song! it's about us! this isn't fair, i miss you. gosh i love you! ion care about no song! i want you!" your voice cracked as tears came running down your face, you hands clapping at the end to show your anger.

onyankopon immediately noticed your tone and rapidly turned to meet you, his gaze catching your upset face. "hey hey hey- baby don't be cryin." he grabbed you softly, pushing your head into his chest before rocking you slightly. your sobs slowly getting muffled by your whines. "it ain't fair man...i hate being alone when i'm supposed to be with you..i miss you..."

onyankopon just melts at your words, realising how longs its actually been before sighing and holding you tighter. "m'sorry ma. i didn't mean it. don't cry." he wiped your tears before chuckling.

"i love you too. listen how bout we go out tmmr? i'll get you whatever. we can do whatever you want this weekend and for the next week." he makes a deal as you nod and agree. finally.

all you needed was some time.

𓇼𓈒ㅤׂㅤ⭒ - crazy costume - 𓇼𓈒ㅤׂㅤ⭒

- ʀᴀꜰᴀʏᴇʟ -

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do not steal @aly4khq's work even tho they are trash!

date made: 28-29/06/24

⋆❆⋆｡ - too big, hm? - ⋆❆⋆｡

- ᴢᴀʏɴᴇ -

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as you skipped home, you found yourself wondering about your one and only lover at home; zayne. he's been taking some days off to relax himself as the effects of a recent wanderer attack left him stuck in Akso for several days, even weeks on end. you were happy for the man, he looked fresher in the morning and more energetic in the night time.

around a week has gone by and he's become more clingy than usual, he whined and groaned if you were too far or not hugging him tight enough. it was so unusual that it made you concerned. is something happening? is he dying from some unknown disease that was let out into the world last week that he consumed? you didn't know, but today you will.

until you ended up here.

"that's it..that's it. big stretch..." zayne slid his dick into your folds, making sure to rub at your clit gently, he loved how submissive you became when having to take him all in one go. your eyes shutting for just as second, "ah ah, eyes open love." you pouted, looking at him to speak when he finally pushed the last inches into you. "oh my gosh-"

he gazed into your eyes, his stare so humiliating. "can you feel me? so deep huh?" his hand rested on the bulge that appeared on your stomach. your hand going down to swat it away in a state of overstimulated, but to your mistake he managed to grasped your wrist. "don't touch my pussy. just sit there and be the lovely wife you are." taking a deep breathe, you rested your head back with a sigh.

his pace was horribly fast, it was nearly winding you out of the bed. soon enough, your eyes closed. your hand going to move his from your sensitive clit. you were breaking all the rules, zayne's eyebrow rose before he stopped thrusting. "what did i say? you wanna play that game? fine." he grabbed your hips, "you asked for this-"

"zayne!- fuck!" your whimpers filled his ears with arousal, his cock impossibly growing inside of you while he ruthlessly pounded into your pussy. his hands dug into the flesh of your legs as they rested just underneath your knees. your knees and your chest hugging as you grabbed the sheets for some sort of escape. it felt so pleasurable, too pleasurable. your hair was covering your vision, the soft curls saving you from the intense eye contact that he strictly went by. but it was not long unit he wiped the locks away.

"come on baby...didn't you want this? you were being so naughty, why?" he reprimanded, giving you a sharp thrust into your pussy to touch your g-spot. your moans nearly made his words sound inaudible by how loud they were, it was pathetic. in a loving way of course. "zayne- zayne please...too big..." he chuckled, your words going straight to his dick as he sped up, listening to your whines and pants of love. his thumb rubbing against the side of your knee. "awh, too big, hm?"

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do not steal @aly4khq's work even though they are trash!

date made: 16/7/24

✰⋆⁺₊⋆ - i always win. - ⋆⁺₊⋆✰

- xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ -

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warnings!: eating out, overstim

today was you and xavier's day off. the wanderer activity lately has been very low compared to a few months ago, signifying that it's that time of year where you guys can take a little break once in a while.

in the fresh morning of april, a lovely tuesday, the sun shone through your blinds blinding you as your eyes opened. turning to the other side to wrap your legs around xavier, they plopped onto nothing. in concern, your eyes sprung open, you hands lifting your body up.

he was gone. but where? turning back around slowly, still infected by sleep, the light from your phone presented '8:15'. now in your how many years you've know xavier, he never wakes up this early unless it's forced (by you) or he has a very early mission do to at the base. stretching as you moaned from the feeling of the heat, your ear picked up the noise of the door opening.

there he was, in nothing but his boxers walking around the house as he sweats from a possible workout. smiling, you sleepily waved at him, too tired to be speaking. chuckling in return, he ruffled your hair before pecking your neck softly. moving your neck due to the tickly sensation, a small whine escaped your mouth.

"..why are you awake so early..?" your voice was tougher than normal, a slight rasp involved too. he tried to drag you out of bed properly but you resisted. he sighed.

"you know. it's actually not that early. i'd say 6 is early."

shaking your head no, you tried to pull him back into bed. your eve wrapping around his arm as you used your horrible morning strength to get him down. he watched you, just admiring you before you gave up.

"come on. let's shower together." he won the fight, grasping your hands in his as he kissed them, running around and kneeling down. he looked back, silently telling you to get on his back.

slowly and steadily, you shifted your body to his back, holding onto his neck your legs clinging onto his waist. he slowly rose to his feet, holding the bottom of your thighs to secure you tightly. walking to the shower, he tried to to wake you up more after hearing your cute little snores.

"hey hey hey! no more sleeping." you practically scoffed at his words, rising your head and biting the back of his neck.

"coming from you...master...sleepyhead..." a yawn separated most of your sentence even though he understood it all.

after making it to the bathroom, he placed you onto the toilet, making sure that you were leaning on the wall so you didn't fall. your tired eyes slowly tracked his steps.

putting the water on...grabbing a few bubble maker bottles...making sure it was warm...looked at you..

"come on darling. bath time."

holding your hands out to be carried, he used that to take your his shirt off leaving you only in your underwear. the soft black lace absorbing his light heart. you stretched as the morning sun started to wake you under before a sharp feeling came from your hip.

your eyes shot down to stare at xavier's long fingers snapping the side of your underwear against your skin before going onto his knees. his hand rushing up your thighs gently, caressing the soft skin.

"...xav...what r you doing.." your hands rested on his shoulders, his hypnotising baby blues trapping yours. he had his cheeky face on. his hand slowly pulling your underwear down. his fingers patting at the wetness of your pussy.

"so wet..this early baby?" he teased,biting your thighs as your head flew back, your hand covering your eyes. a slight giggle running out of you.

"for you of course. you can't be so hot and not expect me to- OH! my gosh-"

you gasped, instantly grasping at his hair. the sensation of his tongue fighting with your flaps, sucking harshly of the flesh as he pulled you closer by your thighs.

you whimpered, crying out as he continued to eat your out, harshly yet so deep you couldn't even breathe before he was back at it again. the digits of his fingers in you increasing by the minute. your legs clenching around his head as he sucked harder, his normally soft persian blue eyes now stern and dull.

"don't...move." he growled into your pussy, making sure you couldn't move as he went faster and faster.

" wait!- wait, baby please- xavier! i can't!!-"

you squealed trying to catch a break, you weren't prepared for this. your legs trembled violently around his head, your head nearly banging against the bathroom wall behind you by the force of his tongue.

"xavier i'm gonna-" the cool in your stomach was intense but he didn't slow down whatsoever, you squirmed and begged in his mercy. but he didn't stop. he wanted to see you squirm. he wanted to see you struggle to take the pleasure he was giving you.

suddenly, his face was coated in your liquids, and he didn't waste a single drop, if he wasn't always pussy drunk than this would be a different type of hungry.

after taking all of your results off his face, he went back to your core, desperately looking for more. taking every ounce of you into his mouth.

"okay! okay! we get it...we get it..." you huffed.

he picked you up, slowly placing you in the tub before situations himself right behind you making sure that your were stable.

"your pussy is such a delicious dinner, you know?" he whispered in your ear as you bit his hand softly.

"stop it..you're so cringe eww- ow!"

he pinched your side as you bit hi harder. soon enough, water was everywhere and you were scrapping inside the bathtub. slowly you gave up as he started tickling.

"OKAY! you win!-"

"see? i always win."

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do not steal my work even tho they are trash!

date made: 21-25/4/24

AOT with a s/o who has powers like Scarlet Witch:

Genre: fluff??

Characters: Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith, Hange Zoë.

Summary: You are Scarlet Witch but a squad leader in the Survey Corps. You are also their s/o.

Warnings: None.

Levi Ackerman:

Knowing him, he'd probably think that you were joking when you told him.

But after you actually showed him face to face, he stood there shocked.

All his life, he didn't believe magic was real.

Somehow it made him feel submissive?

But once he saw you use it in missions, he wanted to get in his knees right then and there.

You looked so competent and badass.

Confusingly turned him on.

Once you got back to your room, he went down on you immediately.

ALSO, he rubs your hands and does a whole skincare in them if they start to hurt.

Erwin Smith:

Immediately saw this as a help to the Corps.

Asked if you were comfortable in using your powers in missions before ordering you to first.

He nearly squealed in happiness when you agreed.

Looking at your powers made me fall deeper in love.

The red complimenting your skin and flowing with your body.

Would help you massage your hands when they got sore and tense.

Basically loved your ability to produce such magic.

Hange Zoë:

EXPERIMENTS

This girl definitely experimented on you and your ability.

She loved the way it looked and moved.

Probably got a tiny tiny sample of it when you weren't looking and used it to test it.

Begs to see it more.

She would stare at you with admiration whenever you actually use it in missions.

Kisses your hands when they are painful.

Just loves it (and you) unconditionally.