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staring problem | ekko x reader

Word Count: 2,000 Notes: Not particularly sexual, but MDNI, AFAB!Reader. Body (boob?) worship, tight-fitting clothing (no sizes mentioned), fluff, couch cuddling, the briefest food mention of all time. Ekko might have an oral fixation. The prompt for this warmup was literally just Ekko loving on your boobs, do with that what you will. No description of breast size.

Looking back on it, you absolutely knew what would happen when you squeezed into this tiny little black top.

In your defense, though, you had only been curious if it would even fit, pleasantly surprised to find that the soft material was designed to stretch and hug your frame like a second skin.

And it was just so warm that you couldn't bring yourself to peel it back off, not when the first wisps of winter are already twisting through the air. Niping at your nose, frosting the ground, and squeezing through the cracks in your front door, desperate to terrorize you and your already cold feet.

If anything, it's Ekko's fault for bringing it to you.

Some little thing he found while sorting through the new batch of clothes collected for the Firelights. But for someone so intelligent, he sure looks shocked the moment he looks up and sees you standing in the middle of the base.

You're pretending that you notice the way his eyes go wide, feigning ignorance, as you hang these new decorative lights. Using a hoverboard would have made this easier, wouldn't have had to reach so far overhead, but there's an ulterior motive here. Shamelessly twisting your body. Blissfully unaware of the familiar gaze that drinks in your frame, like a man who has just found a glass of water in the desert.

"Please be careful," Ekko's gloved hand presses into your lower back, and you don't need to look to know that the other is in front of you. Ready to catch you the moment you slip.

But try as he might, he can't keep his attention focused on what you're doing. Distracted by something that isn't your diligent hands, securing the string of lights to the wall.

Even after you've finished with them, and Scar calls Ekko over to come look at the engine they're repairing, you can't help but feel as if you're being stared at.

It's one thing to feel the other Firelights looking you over. With so many newcomers these days, all with varying estimations of how long it's socially acceptable to stare at someone, it's bound to happen, but this is different. The script has flipped.

For once, it's Ekko staring at you.

He thinks he's being subtle about it. Looking over his shoulder every time you walk past, going out of his way to ask you questions that he definitely knows the answer to. He's up on the balcony, head swiveling to keep up with you as you walk around the tree. Just so happens to think there's an issue with his hoverboard, one that requires him to fly past you half a dozen times.

You've got a fairly good idea of what could possibly have him so distracted, but it's only confirmed later in the afternoon when you're all huddled around for a meeting. It's another one of Scar's debates about capacity issues, and this time, it sounds like they're actually making progress on it, but...oh, what the hell. You're not listening.

You can't.

Not when Ekko is sitting eight feet across from you, hands clasped in front of his face, staring dead at your chest without the slightest hint of awareness of what he's doing. As if one quick glance won't reveal that he's more focused on the shape of your breasts than the overwhelming topic of where to put everyone. No bra to alter their shape into something modest, and with the way this shirt hugs every single inch...

You cross your arms, letting the motion squish your boobs into a new position.

Ekko's eyes dart up to your face. Caught red-handed.

"Ekko, you got any ideas?" Scar tilts his head, briefly looking toward you, then back to Ekko. Seems he caught on to what was happening a long time ago.

For once in his life, Ekko doesn't have a single clever suggestion to offer. A crucial mistake that keeps him at the meeting long after it ends; the capacity issue won't solve itself, and ideas don't grow on trees.

You're settled into the patchwork couch when Ekko finally pushes through the door. Face paint smeared across his forehead, some of it mysteriously staining his cheek, as if he's wiped his head with his hand and then rested his face in it. One of these days, he'll figure out how to get the consistency right with these new materials, but until then...

"Did the kids get you with a paintbrush again?" You giggle, aimlessly reaching out for him despite how far away he is.

Every muscle in his body seems to relax at the very sight of you, tension melting away like metal under one of his blowtorches. "I smeared it all over my face again, didn't I?" His voice has already lost its usual confidence, resigned to something much quieter.

Any other day, you would chide him for walking out of his shoes, leaving them scattered across the floor to be tripped over later, but you don't think he even has the energy to carry them over to their designated place by the door. All lazy smiles and half-lidded eyes, collapsing into you the moment he's deemed himself close enough.

"And here I thought I would have an easy day," Ekko grumbles right into your collar, groggy voice vibrating through your bones.

"An easy day for the leader of the Firelights?" You tease, running your hand up the back of his neck, nails tracing against his skin. "Never."

His whine cuts through the air, long and drawn out, as if being reminded of his status is the worst thing he could possibly hear right now.

"I'm sorry," laughing, you press a kiss to his forehead, where you're certain you'll get the least amount of paint on your lips.

All he has the strength to do is groan again, tilting his head until he's fully buried his face into your chest. Maybe if he snuggles close enough, nobody will be able to come ask for another favor that he'll inevitably say yes to.

"I should have never given you this shirt," Ekko still isn't lifting his head. Content to stay here with his face smashed into nondescript fabric for the rest of his life.

"What, you don't think it looks good on me?" Feigning hurt.

"It looks gorgeous on you," it comes out a little too fast. Seems he's been sitting on that thought for a while now. "That's the problem."

"I can tell," you have to momentarily pause with that thought, preoccupied with sorting his hair back into place. "You spent half of the afternoon and the entirety of the meeting staring at my chest. I'm shocked Scar didn't call you out on it."

"Oh, he's never gonna let me live it down," Ekko's tired chuckle is the prettiest thing you've heard all day. You can only imagine what went on the moment you left.

But one can only lie next to one's favorite temptation for so long. It's only a matter of minutes before he begins to wander, using the tip of his nose as a guide, wandering across your chest until he brushes over the soft swell of your breast.

A vague, warm pressure greets you. There and gone in a matter of milliseconds, leaving behind a coolness that wasn't there before.

And he does it again, a little bit slower this time. Easier for you to catch. The swift dart of his tongue, wetting the material of your shirt, and maybe he's misplaced his concepts of shame because there's no trace of it to be found today. Content to mouth over your breast, no real end goal to be found. Doing it just for the hell of it.

"What could you possibly be doing?"

No answer.

You're making no move to stop him. It's comparable to a feather-light massage, diligently working over you, leaving no space unattended to. He'd make this his full-time job if circumstances would allow it.

The left half of your shirt is almost entirely damp, your nipple gradually hardening from the cold, poking through the fabric, only to be greeted with his burning mouth. Tongue flicking over it, the faintest pressure of his teeth sending it off.

But the right side can only be neglected for so long, stealing his attention away from your left. Marking it in much of the same way while his hand rises to cover the wet mess he's made of you, warding off the chill before it can grow uncomfortable.

"How long." Kiss. "Will you." Kiss. "Let me do this for?"

You trace the outline of his jaw with the tips of your fingers, humming. "I haven't thought that far yet."

Forever, or until you can't stand it anymore. Whichever comes first.

Enabling him is the worst thing you can do in this situation. You've only got so much time before the dinner bell rings. Even less to change shirts and scurry across the hideout before everything grows cold, but you just can't bring yourself to deny him...whatever this is.

Even if you did want to, it's so hard to find your voice when he peeks up at you. Gentle brown eyes peering through thick lashes, drinking in your expression as he mouths at your breast, drool spilling off his tongue like you're the best thing he's ever tasted.

His hand appears at the hem of your shirt, pushing it upward. Past your belly and over the stunning swell of your chest, and fuck, those eyes sparkle at the sight that greets him.

That mouth of his wobbles. Opening and closing, visibly searching for words that he doesn't have the capacity to conjure up right now. Doesn't find them until after he's pressed a kiss into the underside of your boob. "Has anyone ever told you that you're breathtaking?"

"You," deadpanning. "Every day since the day I met you."

Ekko looks away from you, suddenly very, very interested in the stitching of the couch. As if he's ever cared about the odd green square that covers up the burn mark one of his inventions left behind.

It's remarkably easy to slip your hand beneath his chin, delicately turning him back to look at you. His eyes are a tad reluctant to meet with yours, still bracing for the impact of you expressing some kind of irritation with him that has never, ever been there.

"And I love every second of it." Whispering. A secret meant solely for the two of you to share.

Oh, he just lights up at the sound of that. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

He's still just as slow as he was the first time. Diligently kissing at your soft skin, loving on every little inch. Hot, wet tongue tracing shapes and his fingers smearing the saliva left behind. The other hand works carefully at the side he's not playing with yet, massaging loose circles into it. His callouses are just the right amount of friction, enough to create a slight drag that you can't possibly ignore.

"And you don't mind me doin' this?" He shouldn't be talking with his lips half wrapped around your nipple, but ugh, the vibration of his voice...

You're not sure when your hand made its way to the back of his neck, but its there, stroking up and down in a manner that always makes him melt. "I would have told you if it bothered me."

If you had known that something as simple as a new, form-fitting shirt would have ended in this, you would have invested in one sooner. Scratch that, an entire clothing business. Maybe you can find a shirt that'll fit him, too. Give yourself an excuse to kiss and suck on those lovely, bulging biceps that you so often find yourself staring at.

A yawn takes over his handsome face. Contagious. Passing on to you like a bad cold. And just like that, it wanders back to him, running its course through him one, two, three more times until his eyes have watered to the point of tears streaming down his cheeks.

Your thumb swipes out, stroking them away and smearing even more of the paint across his face. Oops. "You still have time for a nap if that's what you need."

"Here?" There's that glint in his eye again. Hopeful.

The bed would be so much more comfortable, but... "I don't see why not."

And as he helps to pull your shirt back down and snuggles down into his favorite spot on your chest, you can't help but get the feeling that you've unintentionally created his new favorite thing to do with you.

...not that you're complaining.

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King Ezekiel x SingleMother!Reader

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Reader is written as female, child is written neutrally.

Rated M - swearing, canon typical violence/gore, mention of child!walkers

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This was it. I honestly did not know how in the fuck I could possibly manage to get us out of this particular jam.

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not the brainrot about sub aaravos... too much... hes so cute... JUST IMAGINE aaravos watching porno with headphones on in front of y/n

AUUUGH YESSSSSS SUB AARAVOS MY BELOVED

🥀Cw: Smut, modern au, embarassment kink???, porn

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yessss sub!aaravos is so cute!! if we are talking modern au, he definitely thinks hes so smooth with his headphones, his computer screen is turned away so you cant see! you never would've guessed that he would do something so inappropriate, especially right in front of you, yet his cheeks sparkle and flush as he moves a slender hand to cup his own growing bulge. the thought of you fucking him, perhaps even on camera for others too see...

"fuck.." he whispers, hips jerking upwards ever so slightly as his eyes were glued to the screen in front of him. this caught your attention, and you moved towards him as he squirmed. you pull back the computer screen and he blinks, realizing hes been caught. he removed his headphones, looking up at you with a pout. "who would've known, the mighty aaravos caught watching something so dirty!" you giggle, pushing the computer aside and moving to straddle him. aaravos can't help but look away as his hips jerk upwards, grinding against you as his trembling hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you down against his cock...

URGHH I LOVE THIRSTS PLS FEEL FREE TO SEND IN AARAVOS THIRSTS SUB AARAVOS IS TAKING OVER MY BRAINNNN

Never Comin" Home Pt.3

past!Neytiri x reader - Ronal x reader

Description: After a rough day you find out your kids have been causing mischeif with the Sully kids leading to you having to take over their training as well

WARNINGS: none...

PART 1 PART 2

Y/N POV

As Ronal finishes dinner for the night the kids run in arguing, a sigh falls from my lips as I try and prepare myself for whatever it is they are disagreeing about. I set the knife I was sharpening down and look at them "and whats the issue?"

Ronal sets the food down on our small table while Ao'nung starts "Tsireya has a crush on the forest boy and-" he's cut off by Tsireya smacking the back of his head "I do not!"

I clench my jaw but patiently wait for their bickering to stop, after a few minutes and a stressed out look from my mate I stand up "enough! speak one at a time. Tsireya, you first"

Ao'nung rolls his eyes but stops talking as Tsireya looks at me "I was just talking with Lo'ak after our lessons and Ao'nung came over and started making fun of him. After a while of them arguing back and forth Lo'ak punched him-"

Ronal quickly cuts her off "i'm sorry what?"

I sigh and walk over resting my hand on her back "let her finish my love"

Tsireya huffs but continues "He punched him because he kept calling Kiri a freak and was also making fun of him!"

My gaze shifts from my daughter to my son who's standing there staring at the ground "that true?'

He mumbles a quiet yes while avoiding eye contact, I pinch the bridge of my nose while Ronal shakes her head while getting some pastes to help his bruises

I look at Tsireya and nod with a small smile on my face, she smiles back and sits down to start eating

After Ao'nung finishes getting his bruises helped he walks over and takes his spot at the table next to me and across from Tsireya who sits next to Ronal

I say without looking up from the table "I'll help your sister train them" I shake my head when I hear Ao'nung let out a small "thank Eywa"

I look at him "but your apologizing-" he groans making me shake my head "your apologizing, there is no reason to disrespect them."

He scoffs and looks at me "why are you so adamant on protecting them? they are freaks! they have five fingers dad! demon blood runs through their veins!"

Ronal smacks the table "ao'nung! enough!"

He shakes his head and looks at her "no! and you- what's up with you hm? you trail behind dad like a baby- like someones gonna take them from you! since they've shown up you've both been acting so weird!"

She stares at Ao'nung shocked, he's never disrespected her let alone yelled at her

Tsireya watches with wide eyes as Ronal stands up and storms off to our room

I sigh and speak up "I know them...Obviously-" i gesture to my body that's the same shade of blue as the Sully's "I'm Omatikaya"

Ao'nung scoffs sitting back in his chair while crossing his arms "so what? some old friends of yours show up from the past and mom is just insecure"

I snap "enough! do not disrespect my mate like that do you understand?"

He stares at me shocked for a second before slowly nodding "sorry..."

I huff nodding and continue on with what I was saying "they weren't just friends...well Neytiri wasnt.." Both of my kids watch me confused "Before Jake showed up me an- me and Neytiri were in a relationship..we were together four years before he showed up, she fell in love with him...and I caught them together so I broke up with her and that's when I came here and met your mom" I smile at the memory of meeting Ronal for the first time

Tsireya stares at me for a second "so...that's why mom is acting weird?"

I nod setting my hand on Ao'nungs shoulder "yup..and you mister have to now not only apologize to the Sully's but also to your mother"

He sighs but nods and starts eating

-TIME SKIP NEXT DAY-

Y/N POV

I wake up early that morning and roll over to wrap my arms around Ronal just to find her spot cold, my eyes snap open and I sit up looking around to see our room empty

I stand up stretching and walk out and to the main area of our mauri, I walk up behind her wrapping my arms around her waist and resting my hands on her stomach "good morning ma'yawne"

A frown overtakes my face when she moves out of my arms and mumbles out a "goodmorning"

"you okay..?" she nods and grabs her small bag and leaves after kissing my cheek

I watch her confused but get dressed anyways and head to the Sully's mauri

When I walk in everyone looks over at me, Neytiri nudges the boys who stand up and walk over to me with bowed heads

Lo'ak starts "i'm sorry for starting a fight with your son"

Neteyam nods and continues "it wont happen again we promise"

That's when I realize they think i'm here to get onto them about the fight with Ao'nung, another realization comes over me that my son didn't come apologize last night like I told him to.

I look between both of the very nervous boys "did Ao'nung not come and apologize last night?"

They look at each other and then their parents, Jake stands up and walks over to me "he didn't...but my son was the one who started the fight. he should be the one to apologize"

I shake my head no with a small chuckle "no..he deserved it. he had no right calling your kids freaks"

Jake stares at me confused "wait...why are you here?"

"I'm going to be helping my daughter with the lesson's so I came to get them"

He lets out a sigh of relief and nods "okay...all four of you- off you go"

I smile at the kids and start walking to the beach smiling as the kids talk amongst themselves

-DURING LESSON-

I watch as the kids play around with eachother and Tsireya, the oldest...Neteyam? more like Neytiri made over. I've noticed how almost everything he does and says reminds me of her.

Kiri..there is something about her that's special..sweet kid, that's what she is...grumpy, but sweet

Lo'ak? Nah Jake Jr. I may have only known Jake for 3 months but I was very close to him in those months and I can confidently say that he is Jake made over. Nothing wrong with that..I guess...

And little Tuk..the sweetest little girl i've ever met. Definitely remind's me of Neytiri when we were younger. I smile as Tsireya takes her on a ride on her Ilu.

I feel someone sit down next to me and I look over to see Ronal, she lays her head on my shoulder while letting out a deep sigh

I smile and wrap my arm around her "you okay?" she nods closing her eyes

I kiss the top of her head and go back to watching the kids, the kids i've know for an hour but have somehow made themselves a place in my heart...yeah...those kids are special...

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Going home - Fezco x reader, platonic Ashtray x reader

This shit is sad and I wasn't really sure where it was going at the end so apologizes 0.0

Summary: After the night with Mouse you were left scared, but it wasn't fez that tried to end things..It was you.

Warnings: season 2 spoilers, drugs, cussing, mentions of sa so read with caution!

word count: 1,352

When you all got home it was quiet, Fez was concerned the house was locked up properly, Ashtray was arming the security systems and cameras, while you just sat on the couch, staring at the blank tv screen, still holding your shirt tightly to you, handprints covering your arms, most from the tall man and the other guys that had dragged you, who was asleep in the backseat, into the house. Ashtray sat in his room tiredly going through the cameras, already pissed about Faye. Fez glanced at her before kneeling in front of you "Come on mama...let's go to bed.." He whispered, unknown to you Fez was planning on killing Mouse, if it Ashtray didn't do it first, You had been coming around since Ash was four, you were like a sister to him, then became a mother figure whenever you started dating his big brother about 3 years ago.

You ignored Fez just staring ahead, your eyes welling up with tears from the thought of what you were about to do "I..I'm gonna head home fez.." Fez knew what that meant, you mother was a drunk and an addict and your dad was just trying to support your mom's addiction. "Nah...come on we not doin that tonight please y/n/n" He whipsered, Faye leaving the room to give you both privacy, going to bother Ashtray, who stood in the doorway of his room watching the two of you closely. "I..I can't...Fez I was okay with the deals...w-with the..raids w-with the fucking attempted kidnap and murder" You whispered looking at him sniffling "Something could've happened tonight fez...I don't feel safe here anymore" Your broken voice muttered avoiding eye contact. Fezco's world crashed down, you were leaving and he had nobody to blame but fucking Mouse. Fez just looked at you for a moment, tears streaming down both of your faces, and unknown to both of you Ashtray stood clutching the doorway holding back his own tears, this was about the equivalent of watching his parents separting.

Fez kissed your forehead sniffling a bit "I love you, Y/n" He mumbled letting you go, reaching for your hands "J-just don't go home.." He pleaded looking up at you "I-I can give you a ride..to...Lexi's..or uh..Maddy's?" He asked looking at you, You looked at him smiling through your tears "you're too sweet, Fez..Don't let anybody ruin that" You whispered kissing him one last time before standing up walking to the door, you hear Fez start to speak then a force crash into you "Don't go.." Ashtray whispered hugging you tightly restricting your movements, You managed to pry your arm out and rest your hand on his cheek "I'll be back to see you...I can't just forget my favorite guy" You smiled ruffling his hair, tears coming to your eyes again as you saw the boy sniffling and wipping his tears on your shirt, you shook your head knowing what he was doing "Ash.." Fez called, still in the same spot he was in, knowing if you truely wanted to go you could.

Ashtray squeezed you one last time letting go to watch what you'd do, instead of sitting back down you blew a kiss, like you did before leaving to go get food or pick something up, and left.

It took two days of silence for the brothers to finally snap, not that it was what you wanted when you left, the last thing you'd want is to ruin their bond, and it wasn't you that ruined it, it was you not being around that ruined it, the house didn't feel like a home anymore, there was only takeout and beers, Fez didn't leave the couch except to buy weed that he would smoke on the couch, and Ashtray had been over it before you even left. Neither remember what set the other one off, but it got ugly enough that you ended up being called by a strange number.

"Hello?" You answered sitting on the corner on your bike waiting for the car to pass by before you could continue your trip home, you flinched from your phone hearing a loud crash and the sound of glass breaking which put you on alert "Fuck you Ash! I did everything i could fuckin do! I can't keep her here forever!" You heard Fez scream, your anger started to boil, how dare he yell at Ashtray like that, the kid may be mature but he's still a kid "Y/n left because of you! You doin stupid shit! You knew the risk with Mouse! You took it anyways! You got to have a fuckin mom figure growing up why can't I fuckin have mine!?" You heard Ash scream, loud enough you could barely understand what he was saying, that's whenever you heard Faye's voice, almost swallowed by their screams "They're gonna kill each other" She kept repeating her breath shaking horribly "Or the cops are gonna be called" She whimpered, you could hear her sniffles, but that wasn't the thing that made you rush over, it was hearing Ashtray tell his brother that he hated him, you didn't mean to break a family up when you left, and you don't feel bad about leaving. Fezco promised to keep you safe, and somehow you ended up kidnapped forced to strip, forced into a cold shower then had your shirt ripped for not taking your clothes off imedietly, it had terrified you, even with your mom being an addict she still didn't put you in situations like that, it wouldn't even happened if Fez left you at the store like you had asked.

Peddling as hard as you could you raced to the house, you saw what appeared to be a calm house, but whenever you skidded to a stop by the front door and swung open the door it was the exact opposite, things broken everywhere, fez and Ashtray screaming in the kitchen and you could see Faye hidden in the bathroom "Hey!" You screamed slamming the door shut glaring daggers at them, both of them looked at you, smiles slowly appearing "W-why are you here?" Fez asked looking around the house now embarrassed, how long had you been here, how much have you heard? Fez started to speak again but you cut him off "Shut the fuck up" You snapped walking closer smaking Fez on the cheek and Ashtray over the side of the head "So whenever you go through a breakup you take it to fucking kill each other? huh?" You growled glaring at the both of them "Really Fez?" You snapped stepping forward standing in his face huffing "He is fucking a kid. Ashtray?" You growled doing a 360 to face the younger brother "He is your fucking brother, he is raising your ass and you will fucking resepect him or so fucking help me god" You growled "Now. You two are gonna make up. You gonna hug. Then I want Fez outside!" You screamed walking through the back door slamming it shut waiting for the older one of the two to make his way outside aswell, and about ten seconds later there he was.

"Y/n-" You cut him off staring at him "Faye called me. That's your brother, Fez....You can't- He's the last family you got, I wish I had someone who looked up to me like that, and you're gonna throw it away all because your girlfriend left for a few nights?" You snapped glaring at him, he stared at you, stuttering over his words "I-i thought chu left...like...for good" He whispered looking at you, pouting a bit as you laughed loudly "you can not get rid of me that easily, Fezzy" You giggled cupping his cheeks "I'm here for good, bubs..the other night...it scared me fez-" Now it was your turn to be cut off by Fez "Mouse ain't comin round no more. I handled that shit the night you left" He whispered cupping your cheeks "So..we good, mama?" He asked rubbing your shoulders "We're good 'mama'" You smiled teasing him by copying his nickname for you.

I just can't help myself *shrugs*