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| Stars ~ Heart Nebula

Queen Ramonda x Gender Neutral Reader

Fic Type: Ficlet (wc: 800)

Summary: Stargazing nights with the Queen.

Tags: Comfort (you deserve it 💙)

“I figured I'd find you here.”

You turned your head towards the voice you heard approaching, but there wasn't much effort needed in guessing who its respective owner was.

“Sthandwa sam,” you sighed, shifting slightly to make room for the figure to sit with you. “I promise I wasn't hiding this time.”

You heard a disbelieving hum come from Ramonda's lips as she sat down next to you, the blanket you'd laid down on the grass offering her plenty of space to settle herself.

“So I reckon it was the stars that called you outside then?” Her voice remained sceptical. With it you knew that you were having an entirely different conversation.

But the words that would prompt the answers she actually wanted weren't being said, so, much like many nights like this, you'd do your best in avoiding all words relating to it.

Instead, you laid your head on her shoulder, your eyes fixed upwards, staring far beyond the both of you.

“Thought I'd try my hand at deciphering those constellations you always claim I'm pretending not to see.”

A short but warm laugh came from her. “You don't even try to connect the dots, my love. I can't help but assume you put on an act so I can show you them over and over again. All to be closer to me.”

“And if I do?” You lifted your head to look at her now, the faintest smile on your face from the implication, and a proud grin on hers from being right.

“Then I suppose I'll keep you close to teach you again.”

And I'll pretend to be listening, you thought, while we both know I'm not paying attention to anything but you.

After all, with her, that was an option. With her, you could pretend that it was just you, her, and the stars. You could let go of a day full of stressors, concluding it with just two things, only to further diminish the stars’ roles in calming you. All in favour of a night spent with her.

You felt her arms wrap around you before even having to ask. The warmth from her body melted away the chill of the night.

You yawned, resting your head back where you'd found comfort on her, “Tell me about the Heart Nebula.”

“The only thing you ever ask about.” she whispered now, a soft sound that seemed made especially to soothe you. Your eyes grew heavy as a testament to that fact.

“The only thing I ever remember.” you corrected, smiling wider at the slightly indignant nudge you received from her. “Tell me about it. Just this one last time.”

Though you both knew of the blatant lie, no further protest was offered. Instead, Ramonda held you closer, looking intently at the sky, before finding what she'd clearly been looking for.

“That,” she pointed north, “is the constellation Cassiopeia. Home to the Heart Nebula.”

You settled more comfortably into her arms, trying, and quickly failing, to see the W-shaped constellation in the sky. Ramonda watched you squint, amusement clear in her expression.

“I'm not gonna find it,” you huffed eventually. “Just pretend I did.”

“You barely tried.” She laughed, but regardless. she continued. “Anyway, the Heart Nebula is an emission nebula known for its dark dust clouds and glowing gases in a primarily deep red colour. And yet its shape is the only thing people seem to find fascination with.”

You hummed “The shape adds to the romance.”

“It's a nebula. I don't think it formed with the intention of romance-”

“Ramonda…”

“Okay, okay,“ she relented, her attention back on you. “Its heart shape, as randomly formed as it was, does in fact add to its romantic connotation. A symbol of cosmic love, they call it.”

She continued listing facts, some you'd heard before, and others she must have recently looked to find in anticipation of another night spent stargazing with you.

Strangely, you held more patience looking for the nebula. Spending minutes aimlessly searching for it wasn't quite as frustrating as being unable to see constellations. The Heart was there, regardless of how far away. Unlike the seemingly impossible-to-point-out lines connecting stars you would argue didn't connect in the ways assumed, the heart was undeniable. Something worth waiting to observe.

“I think I see it.” your voice eventually came soft and sleep-seeking.

“Mm?” Ramonda asked, and you nodded. “And how does it look to you, sthandwa? Does it radiate cosmic love?”

Your eyes had slipped closed again by now, all images of the far away object a vague memory already, but still, you nodded again.

You could see it, because you could feel it. If not from the object itself, then from the woman who described it. And as you rested for the first time in what felt like too long, that was more than enough.

@ naughtyblackangel

𝐖𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐃𝐚𝐲

Ekko x Black! Fem Reader

word count: 932 words

warnings: highly suggestive themes towards the end 🔞

A/N: this is more self indulgent than anything 😭

Recently, you've taken the liberty of tending to Ekko's locs for him. 

It goes without saying that between firelight duties and underside stuff, he has practically no time for hair care. He was currently letting you wash his hair in your bathroom, head leaned back into the sink. His eyes were first trained on you, then they moved to the ceiling, eventually sliding closed once he was comfortable. 

You favorite part of wash day is watching allll the tension slowly melt away from his face as you gingerly lather shampoo into his white locs, massaging his scalp. It's an expression you rarely get to see with how hard-pressed he's been lately.

With the day and age you were living in, you were always around people who possessed inexplicable abilities; magical even. You weren't anything like them- you couldn't invent intricate little gadgets, or whip up chemical concoctions- (and you damn sure couldn't manipulate time) But to Ekko, they had nothing on you, because you could take his pain away. And that was more special and rewarding than any supernatural power could ever be. 

You'd soon finished washing his hair and instructed him to go sit by your bed while you opted for some music- an r&b oldies playlist, of course- tunes winding out from your speaker softly. You gathered all the necessities- gel, rattail comb, mini clips. 

Meanwhile, Ekko sat on your floor with heavy, damp hair, resting against the foot of your bed. He watched you bustle about the bedroom with this relaxed, far-off look in his eyes, subconsciously nodding his head along to the music playing softly from your speaker. Seeing him in this state, so comfortable, and safe..made you feel all warm inside.

•••

You were now sitting on the edge of your bed, your lover sitting calmly between your legs.

Ekko never did much talking during evenings like this. But you never minded, the silence was always comfortable. Granted, he'd always be exhausted and it hurt you to see him worked to the bone like this so you were glad to soothe him in any way you could. You softly hum the melody of the song that's playing as you retwist his locs. You'd been at this for about an hour and a half now, finishing up.

You lubricated his scalp with tea tree oil and some other mielle brand hair product with a nice scent. You carefully ran your fingers over the neat parts when you were all done. You put one of your satin bonnets on him for good measure and pat the top of his head twice.

"Alright, you're all done." You hum.  

Ekko stirs to life, blinking his eyes open slowly. It's only now that you realize he had been half-asleep against the inside of your thigh. 

"Mm- thank youu," he slurs, turning around to look at you with sleepy eyes and a dopey smile on his face. And you can tell he means it. Your heart swells. 

"Mhmm," you respond sweetly, no words needed to express he's always welcome. He stands and stretches, you following suit.

A few seconds go by and suddenly, you feel strong arms wrap around you and pull you into an affectionate hug. You falter for a moment, taken aback at first- but you soon relax into him, reciprocating it. He closed his eyes, head hanging over your shoulder- and you feel how much he needed this. 

Moments pass as you two stand flush against one another contently, him oozing with silent gratitude. And then you feel his arms slide down to your back to tighten around you, and you realize that you just might have needed this more than him.  

You pressed your cheek into his chest as he held you, you two beginning to slowly sway side to side together, in time with the music.

You two were just slow dancing in the middle of your bedroom now. You feel Ekko slide one of his hands down to yours, interlocking your fingers and raising your arm to spin you around. You let him, becoming putty in his hands and now it's your turn to smile goofily. He pulls you close by your waist, enclosing your torso, you two now back-to-front as you rocked to the beat. You tilted your head back and closed your eyes, just being one with him, the both of you in absolute bliss.

Eventually, you turned around to face him and craned your neck to capture his lips in a kiss. He happily kissed back, leisurely and passionate, like you had all the time in the world. His hands snaked down to your hips and squeezed tenderly. 

That seemed to awaken something in you though- you, gradually backing Ekko up into the edge of your bed until he found himself on top of it- and you on top of him. Your lips continued to dance in this heated fashion, the both of you becoming handsy. You push Ekko down on the bed relatively rough, breaking the kiss. His pretty eyes widened, blinking up at you a few times- he didn't mind, he just wasn't expecting it.

You, however, misread his expression and your stomach begins to turn in embarrassment. You immediately start apologizing profusely. 

"S-sorry, I- you're probably tired, I just got a little carried away-" you sputter, moving to get off of him- but 2 strong hands grab your thigh and waist at lightnings speed, effectively stopping you. 

You froze as he trapped you. Hazel-brown eyes bore into yours. He shook his head.

"I'm absolutely fine." He reassured. It dawned on you that this man knew your body better than anyone and had probably long since noticed the telltale signs of you getting worked up: how your heart was pounding, and the way you couldn't seem to stop squirming and squeezing your thighs together. You now felt a little silly for even trying to get off him.

"Hey; you took care of me all evening. Now let me take care of you."

And with that, he pulls you back down on top of him, his lips latching onto your neck slowly. 

🥮 ty for reading!! PLEASE COMMENT AND REBLOG if you wanna see more and feel free to leave requests or ideas! also my first fic lol

ooo you should do azzi and a cheerleader read fic if you’re open to it! and if you and feel comfortable with it you should make it smut.?

hi anon! i don’t know a lot about azzi so sorry fits not how she acts and i don’t know a whole lot about cheerleading 😭 ALSO they’re in a handicap stall with a sink (they exist look it up)

warning(s): cussing, smut, fingering, eating out

genre: smut

pairing(s): azzi fudd x fem!reader

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you were walking around in the halls of UCONN in your cheer uniform, you were about to leave for a cheer competition in about 20 minutes but you wanted to “say bye” to your girlfriend first. all of your teammates knew you were going to fuck in the bathroom but they all stayed quiet so you wouldn’t get in trouble.

while you were walking around, azzi texted you and said “meet me in the bathroom.” you immediately headed straight for the bathroom, knowing you were gonna get fucked senseless especially since you were wearing your cheer uniform, she likes the way you look in it, especially the short skirt.

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when you got there she pulled you in the handicapped stall and immediately started to kiss you, her hands on your waist. you kissed back and let your hands go under her shirt to caress her abs. the already heated kiss turned even hotter when she put her tongue in your mouth, you moaned in shock. her hands went from your waist to you ass and she picked you up and set you on the sink, spreading your legs and getting in between them.

she put her hand under your skirt and took off your shorts and rubbed your clit through your underwear. you were trying so hard to quietly moan but it was getting harder the faster she rubbed. azzi scooted you up in the sink and got on her knees, she moved your panties to the side and put her finger in you. you let out a moan an covered your mouth, throwing your head back. she put in another finger and pumped in and out of you. she was staring up at you and watching your facial expressions as she finger fucked you, she loved the way you moaned her name and tried to be quiet but couldn’t because she was fucking you that good. after a little while she added her mouth and sucked your clit. the mix of her lurch and fingers sent you over the edge, you couldn’t control your moans anymore. you let it all out. you moaned continuously, saying her name and cussing.

you coouldnt take it anymore and cummed all over her fingers and mouth, she helped you ride out your high then pulled her fingers out and pulled her mouth away and stood up, sucking you off her fingers. you were leaned against the mirror breathing heavy and watched her, it made you wetter than you already were.

she helped you clean up then helped you off the sink and you picked up your shorts and put them on, then turned to the mirror and fixed yourself up. azzi was behind you with her hands on your waist and giving you little pecks on your neck and face, “i love you.” she said as she holds you tighter, “i love you too.” you replied as you turned around and gave her a kiss, tasting yourself in her mouth. “i have to go but i’ll see you later.” you told her while pulling away and walking out the stall, before you walked out azzi gave you a slap on the ass and said bye.

-

when you got on the bus, your teammates were all minding their business till you got to your seat, then one of them said “so, how was the goodbye?” and you just side eyed her.

she laughed and said “i’m assuming good.” and you looked at her and replied with “it was more than good.”

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sorry it’s short 😭 i’m not the best with smut but anyway i hope you enjoyed, have a good day/night, love you 💋💋