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tojisun · 2 years ago

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https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cygo_5wOuCi/?igshid=bGRjYzdrZWF2N3Q5

another biker!simon x reader <3

NO OK SO THIS IS ADORABLE, FUCKIN BEAUTIFUL EVEN, BUT HIS CAPTION??? “everything’s better with her 🥰” THATS SO PRECIOUS MY GODDD MY HEART

and absolutely thats so biker!simon x reader coded!!

i love love writing reader getting over her fear of riding a bike and this one!! this video seems like something simon would take as a commemorative video for when she’s confident enough to even put her hands up AAAAHHHHHHH // somewhat sequel of this

simon’s pleasantly surprised, if he’s being honest.

the ride is smooth, the roads empty as the night swelled. the two of you have long parted with the squad, bidding each other goodbyes as simon took a left turn onto the exit.

he feels your hands swipe along his middle, untangling their hold from each other to find purchase on his hips instead. simon’s heart throbs, pride thrumming underneath his veins at feeling you gain confidence not only in him but even in yourself.

riding a bike is a challenge, that he knows too well. he knows how much effort it took for you to even accept his invitation, feeling you tremble with the strain of trying to suppress your fears when you climbed up behind him and held on tightly. he’s always emphasized that you are the one calling the shots – that no matter where and no matter when, if you needed to stop simon will.

so seeing you gradually fall in love with the ride the way he is, your anxiousness bleeding away to be replaced with excitement, had made him so proud. because it had been a beautiful progress, one that simon cherished as he helped you throughout.

and he’s told you this multiple times, pressing kisses on the top of your head or on the slope of your shoulders, his hands greedy as they hold you.

“look at how far you’ve gotten,” he says, pleased hums rumbling from the base of his throat.

you giggle, twisting in his arms so you can climb up to his lap. “thank you for bein’ patient.”

you wrap your arms around his neck, blinking down at him, and simon watches as your hair falls to frame your face. his lungs constrict, going breathless as he gazes up at you, wondering what did he ever do to deserve an angel like you?

you’re so beautiful. and he can’t believe how you’re all his.

simon breathes in sharply when he feels your hands leave his hips and, for a moment, panic seizes him whole. cold dread washes over him, making the pleasant thrum of the summer wind turn into something colder. something with a bite.

it’s only when he uses his mirrors that his heart eases up, his ears no longer ringing. because what he sees, instead, makes his lips wobble – your hands are up in the air, spread open as you feel the pooling air.

he picks up the sound of your laughter, your giddiness too bright to be drowned out by the sound of the wind. simon feels his muscles loosen up, the coiling panic finally evaporating.

he wants to commemorate this moment. wants to have a physical reminder of this day.

he taps your thigh twice as a warning that he’ll make a stop and rumbles in elation when he feels your arms around him again. he swerves just outside of the road and parks.

“si?” you ask, confusion ringing in your tone.

simon fumbles for his recorder, turning it on, and replies, “wanna take a video of us, sweetheart?”

he feels your hands flutter where you’re holding him before hearing your happy gasp of, “yes!”

simon posts the video on his account later with your permission, your head resting on his shoulder as you watch him type out a caption.

“aww,” you coo when you see what it is that he wrote. simon chucks his phone to the side when he gets the notification that it’s finally been posted and picks you up from your spot to place you on his lap, because now it’s his turn to be clingy and handsy.

you huff a fond laughter as you settle on top of him, snuggling close and nuzzling your face on the juncture between his neck and his shoulder. your eyes flutter close when simon begins to pepper kisses on the top of your head, a happy sigh leaving your lips.

“love you, sweetheart,” simon whispers.

you press your smile on his skin. “love you too, baby.”

(the video becomes simon’s most liked post as of date.)

xx - biker!simon’s account

GOD IT TURNED MUSHY AGAIN FORGIVE ME I CANT STOP MAKING SIMON SO IN LOVE

#suns.f #biker!simon #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley #anon #ask #I LOVE MAKING HIM SO SOFT :((((#suns

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jubshead · 6 months ago

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Hi Hi I come bringing a video of Patti Lupone at a drag show (? I can't tell) she ends up holding the dudes leash!

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8FJpase/

NOT PATTI AND AUBREY TOGETHER AAAAHHHHHHH

SHE WAS SO INTO IT!! THE WHOLE TIME NODDING AND SMILING AS HE PERFORMS 😭

WHEN HE HANDS HER THE LEASH AND SHE STARTS SINGING “YEAH” WITH THAT FUCKING FACE I CANT OMG ID PASS OUT IF I WAS HIM

AND AUBREY IN THE BACK SO FUCKING EXCITED LMAOOO I LOVE MY WOMEN SO MUCH

#THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING ME THIS!!!!!#YALL BETTER OPEN THIS LINK AND WATCH #aubrey plaza #patti lupone #jubs’ inbox

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kpopbestie96 · 1 year ago

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Meeting with you ex - Bang Chan

Hello lovelies, hope you enjoy this fun little short story. The photos Chan posted gave me inspo to write it. If he can be delusional, so can I! 😂 hope you enjoy it!

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18+, cussing, flirting, she/her, y/n, fake text messages, photos of Chan from his Instagram

Italics means in thoughts

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You slide onto your couch after experiencing an amazing Sunday that you haven't had in over two months.

It was finally the first day you didn't think about him because Sundays where the days that you would spend together. You knew that forgetting about him would take some time and still have a long way to go.

You put your favorite show on and heard your phone going off, assuming it's the friend's group chat, wanting to discuss today's fun adventures.

But when you picked up your phone you saw it was the ex you thought you were finally forgetting about. Fuck...of course he would text today...of all days!

You wanted to ignore the message; your brain was yelling at you to just delete it. But your heart was curious to see he wanted, wanted to know if he was okay. Ugh...im going to regret this...

You typed saying hi before nervously tossing your phone on the coffee table. I can't believe I did that, you layed down on your couch, placing a pillow over your face as you yelled into it. Why did I respond?? Why??? I was forgetting about him!!

A minute went by before a ding went off, indicating another message came through from him. Although, you were hoping it was truly anyone else. Welp, let's see what he wants. Why must my curiosity do this to me.

"AAAAHHHHHHH", you screamed into your pillow again as you tossed your phone onto the couch next to you, hoping it disappears forever. Should I tell my friends? No...I won't hear the end of it...maybe after I'll tell them. That's if I even go...

.....

The next morning came, and you got little to no sleep, tossing and turning from the night before. The moment your alarm went off, you stared up at your ceiling contemplating if you should go. I'm just going to text him that I can't make it.

But when you went to the messages you saw the smiley emoji he put, probably excited to meet up. Well fuck...you quickly jumped into the shower and began to think what he could possibly talk about at lunch. Mentally preparing yourself for anything that comes up in the conversation.

Rushing around your house, after doing your makeup, you found a simple summer dress, that's a bit short, it sits right about your knees. It's white with small daisies placed all over with spaghetti straps. You paired it with some cute plain white sandals that have a small heel.

Right before heading out you looked at yourself one last time in the mirror as your nerves began to grow. The same nerves made your stomach turn as you followed the GPS to the café Chan recommend.

There's a spot, you thought to yourself as you turned into it and parking the car. You stared out into the open, gripping the steering wheel, as you kept repeating in your head how you can't do this. Fuck it, I'm leaving. But when you went to restart the car, there was this guilt mixed with nervous feeling swirling around.

I guess I'll go for a bit, you thought as you looked in the review mirror before grabbing your bag and heading in to the café.

A hostess by the front door immediately greeted you as you walked up, asking if it was just you today or how many were in your party.

"No, I'm meeting someone here. I think he might be here already." And as you said that your ex did in fact message you that he was sitting down outside on the patio they have.

"Oh, he's actually sitting down outside," you pointed as the hostess smiled.

"Go right ahead," she waved her hand as you nervously walk to him.

Your legs began to feel wobbly and their were butterflies in your stomach flying around as you could see his black sunglasses sitting on his black hat.

And why the fuck is he wearing a tank top? Is he trying to show off his muscles?? Is he trying to make me want him again??

The closer you got, the more you thought about running away. But, as you were about to turn back around, Chan moved his head up and locked eyes with you.

You stood in your spot close to the table, with your breath hitched in your throat. He couldn't help but smile, showing off his dimples, making you melt in your spot. Fuck this man...ugh...

"Hey y/n, glad you made it." He got up and went to hug you but stepped back before he realized what he was doing.

You could see how awkward this was becoming so you decided to just hug him and get it out of the way. Oh this was a mistake, you thought as he wrapped his arms around you. The familiarity hit you hard as you missed his hugs. They felt like a warm blanket on a cold day, after you've been outside. You felt calm/relaxed as you could feel yourself melting into the hug.

"Umm let's sit down," He said clearing his throat as he broke up the hug.

You nodded your head as he pulled out your chair for you. "Oh, thank you." He's really not going to make this easy on me.

He sat down across from you as you couldn't help but take in his jewelry. Seeing his earrings, the necklace he bought when you and him were on vacation. His bracelets and his ring that sat on his right index finger, showing off his veiny hands.

"Soo how have you been?" He asked shyly as you snapped your eyes up to meet with him. Man, he's so fucking gorgeous. Okay stay strong, you can do this.

"I've been good, just working a lot. I had off today, so that's nice. How have you've been?"

"Good, working a lot too. Staying busy..."

"That's good," you cringed how how awkward this conversation was going, while the waiter walked up to take your drink and food order.

"Oh, went back to Australia..." He brought up after the waiter walked away.

"How was that? How's your family?"

"Everyone is good, doing well. Missed Berry so much!"

"Glad everyone is doing good, aww I miss Berry too."

"Here, let me show you this video I took of her. She was chasing a butterfly." He took out his phone to show you the video and other photos he took while he was there. You felt a bit more relaxed, feeling like normal with him. It was a nice way to break up the awkward tension.

You even recalled a memory of when you went with him to Australia and Berry kept wanting to hang out with you, ignoring Chan.

Moments go by that you and him don't realize the food and drinks are already being brought out as you both smiled before taking bites of your foods.

I can't believe how well this is going, you thought. Even while eating, you both would shared a laugh as you joked like a old times. He even began taking photos of you like when you guys were together, making you do the same.

"Sooo should we talk about it?" He asked taking a sip of drink, fidgeting with the straw as you became quiet. The smile that once sat on your face disappeared as you sat back in your chair. I should have known...I mean this is one of the things I thought he would bring up, you stared at the ground wondering what to say before looking back up at him.

"Um...Chan...we had such a nice day," you tried to say simply. Let's hold off for now..."

"But, you don't miss this?" he asked while pointing between the two of you.

You shrugged your shoulders because it was you who initiated the break up. But deep down you missed him so much, your heart would ache for him. You would want to show up to his house but knew you couldn't.

"Look, I'm going to be honest with you," he sat up in his chair while he cleared his throat. Oh no, you thought as you shifted uncofortably in your seat. "I miss you so much. I missed this. Yes, I just wanted to come to lunch and see how you were doing but this made me realize how much I want you back."

You nodded you head because you knew what he meant. This lunch reminded you how much you still love him. "But we broke up for a reason...I just think..."

"Think about it, please...and we'll talk more about it," he said interrupting you. You nodded your head before he change the subject and had you laughing moments later.

After talking for a bit more, he walked you to your car to say goodbye. "Let me know when you get home."

"I will," you displayed a soft smile right before he wrapped his arms around you, making your body tense for a few seconds. I need to calm down, you thought as you brought your hands up and wrapped your arms around his toned torso, closing your eyes tightly. Wow, I really did miss you.

Neither one of you wanted to let go as you could feel the tears wanting to form. You wanted to cry out, yelling how much you missed him and want to be back together. But, you blinked your eyes to push the tears away, making you move your head up and locking eyes with him. Then, mistakenly, your eyes dropped to his pink pillow-like lips that you immediately regret looking at, making you shoot your eyes back up at his.

You could see him smirk, knowing you were caught. Fuck..."If you want to...you can just ask." He snickered as you could feel your cheeks become warm, mentally palming your forehead for becoming weak for him. Why must he have this affect on me???

"I-I don't know what you're talking about..." you said wiggling your way out of his hug and taking a step back.

"Really? I saw your eyes fall down to my lips," He had the biggest smile on his face, seeing the tips of his ears a bit red.

"I don't know what you're talking about..." you crossed your arms in front of your chest as you moved your head to the side, trying to play it off. Although, you knew he wasn't going to let this go.

"So you didn't do this?" He took a small step towards you, gently placing his right index finger on your cheek. You shivered under his touch and his cold ring that made contact. He slowly moved your head to face him as he moved his eyes down towards your lips this time before meeting your gaze again.

"I- I...uh don't know what you mean," you laughed flirtatiously as you playful pushed him away. You could feel your cheeks become warm as you knew what he was doing.

"Oh, I'm sorry, let me get closer," He said taking a huge step toward you this time, towering over, making you look up at him. Your bodies so close you could put a pencil in between you two and it wouldn't fall.

You mouth was a bit agape as your eyes were locked with his, feeling as if you were in a trance. "This," he said moving his eyes slowly down to your lips then back up at your eyes. You felt a knot in your stomach form as your pressed your lips tightly together from trying to keep yourself from smiling. Don't break, you can do this!

"I did no such thing..." you seductively said, catching yourself off guard.

He moved his hand up, pushing a strand of hair out of your face, making goosebumps rise on your arm. "So you don't want to kiss me?" He inched his head lower towards yours as you were losing breathing. You looked down at his lips seeing how close they are to yours. If you puckered your lips, they would immediately touch his.

Fuck....why...why! This man, I swear! You moved your eyes up to his, feeling his smile against your lips, "So you didn't move your eyes down to look at my lips, to want to taste them again?" He tucked his left hand in your hair as his right hand grabbed yours.

You could only softly nod your head yes as he closed his eyes, making you do the same as you awaited for it. Oh shit, oh shit, is the only thing you thought as you waited for the kiss. But you opened your eyes when you felt nothing happening, seeing him back away from you. "Guess I imagined," he shrugged.

"Christopher!" You yelled as he began to laugh.

"Hey, I didn't do anything," his laughed filled your ears as you couldn't believe he teased you like that. Can't believe him!

"You know what you did!" You pointed at him as you tried to hold in your laughter because you did find it amusing. Even if he made you almost break.

"I don't know what you mean," his tongue poked the side of his cheek knowing you love when he does that.

"That's it, I gotta go," you threw your hands up in defeat before digging in your purse for your keys.

"Thank you for coming, get home safe!" He said after calming his laughter down.

"I will, you do too!" You pretend to say in a angry voice.

On the car ride home, you could feel a smile spread across your face. The feeling of how close his lips were still lingered making you giggle to yourself. If someone looks into my car, they're going to think I'm crazy. Definitely not telling my friends about that.

As soon as you got home, you lied down on your couch and messaged Chan that you made it. I should don't it, but as quick as you were to think, the quicker you were to scrolling through the photos you took of him.

Maybe I should get back with him I missed him so much. And, we had a really fun time today...you thought as you saw a message pop up from Chan.

You sat staring at the screen, feeling your heart beating against your chest. Just do it, just say it! Your fingers began to quickly dance against your phone screen, not reading it back before you hit send.

Like the shy person you are, you quickly locked your phone and set it in the coffee table. You stood up, letting out some strange noise because of how nervous you are feeling. 'Its fine...I'm fine', you said out loud as you walked away from what you did.

* Part two of Meeting with your ex- Bang Chan (the end)

* Other Stray Kids stuff I made

* My stories on Wattpad and A03

#bangchan #chris bang #christopher bang #bang chan #chan #channie #skz chan #skz channie #bang chan x you #bang chan x y/n #bang chan fake texts #chan fake texts #stray kids #stay #skz #bang chan imagines

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basketobread · 1 year ago

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BRINGING BACK THIS REACTION IMAGE BECAUSE HOOOOOLYYY CRAAPPPPP 😭😭❤❤❤⭐⭐⭐ LOTUS FANART IM CRYING!!!! I LOVE THEM SOOOO MUCH I'M ALWAYS SO HAPPY TO SEE ART OF THEM AHHH THANK YOUUUUUU THANK YOUUU THANK YOUUUUU 😭❤❤❤❤

"oh REALLY?"

they really do have the best face for evil expressions

lotus belongs to @basketobread

#SHANNON COMING IN CLUTCH ONCE AGAIN #THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOO MUCH #I GOT SOOOOO EXCITED WHEN I OPENED THIS GRAAHGHGHJG #THEY ALWAYS LOOK SOOOOO CUTE IN YOUR STYLE #YOU MADE MY NIGHT AAAAHHHHHHH #I LOVE LOTUS SO MUCH I NEED TO DRAW THEM MORE FDSIUFHSDIDUFSHDFSIUFDS <33333333 #staring at this FOREVERRRRR #gifts for bob #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #tav #bg3 tav #bg3 oc #baldur's gate oc #lotus posting #EEEEEEEEEEEE I LOVE THISSSS <33333

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siremasterlawrence · 2 years ago

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Alternative Lifestyle: My Fallen Angel

Trapping Angel is the most exciting thing in the world one day when I was laying in the grass of a private garden area on the estate of my old family home as I explained the light of the sky.

The stars in the sky are blowing up in a sea of next in a super crazy storm blowing up in my face as the sky spins giving me a load of a massive headache leaving me spinning in the midst of it.

A shooting star falls from the sky in a golden arrow like hot trajectory smashing in to the isle lawn of my ground as it opens up in to a wide hole growing up covering up all of the land.

The entirety of my home is left in a shred as it dishevels the land roaming under my like a tunnel cracking open with the light burning from under me a strange man rises to the mainland.

Clearly I am lost not expecting to see him be able to stand up tall to full height with these bright eyes, bold expression, and wings that goes for miles and I can’t believe the white light.

I knew I am having a religious experience at this point he stares down at me offering a hand for me to take and help me up to my feet once more and he tightens his grasp on my hand.

“Do you comprehend this experience?”

“This is a religious experience and you are an angel.”

“Absolutely correct! Why am I here?”

“This is my next question”

“You are a chosen one”

“Am I? What is this some sort of hell?”

“Far from it”

“I am here with a offer”

“Excuse me!”

“One time only”

“I get it”

“Great! Take my hand, close your eyes and make a wish.”

I shake my head sighing a bit taking both of his hands in mine as a flow of energy over took me swirling in to the air with a cooling effect connecting us on one line surging in between us.

Something is off though my mind begins to lose it suddenly my body shoots upward in to the sky as my mind transfers in to my oh so hateful neighbor.

Across the street my soak soars pushes all the way past his window in to his bedroom where he is wasting time standing in front of the mirror posing his body in all sort of position.

The angel frowns knowing that I want to see him pay for what he did to me but he knows the deal it’s to give me whatever I want and whatever I wish to happen plain and simple for me.

Angel stares at me shaking his head he look up to the sky raising his finger in to the air as he waves his hand as the room fades from existence and all his left is three of us in a empty white space.

Mason Anlen suddenly woke up from a true deep soul trance by flailing in to an old and lengthy anxiety ridden panic attack holding his chest, breathing harder and backing in to the chair.

“Who are you ? You did this dweeb”

“Fuck! Stop!”

“How the fuck did you ?”

“Shut the fuck up”

“Bastard”

“Fall to your knees”

“Pathetic! Like the pig you are”

“Make your wish “

“I wish my guardian angel…”

“You cannot place an angel in…”

“Zip it! Immediately “

“In fact! I wish you would become powerful blank slate to your core replacing Mason Anlen in the timeline”

“Hold on! Now wait just a damn blasted second.”

“I am your lord and Master”

“Obey”

“I…no…aaaahhhhhhh”

“You rewrote the rules”

“I shall commence “

“Oh My God!”

“Can I help you?”

“You corrupted me”

“I remade you “

“In your image “

“I am so powerful “

“You are everything “

“I own you now”

“ I love it “

“I worship you”

“Thank you for this body “

“It’s perfection”

The end

#robbie amell #alternate timeline #mind warp #body possession #Angel #shooting star #crater #male body possession #possession #Alternative Lifestyle

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andtheliver · 15 days ago

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Family Ties

Aaaahhhhhhh I posted another Nebulae story omg I really didn't think I would but everyone has been so great I went ahead and wrote another one shot explaining some of her backstory. Now you know why I refer to her as Infernal instead of just Tiefling! I hope y'all like this, I'm p excited

Pre Minthara x Nebulae (Tav)

After Astarion makes a passing comment, the group ends up learning more about their leaders past

The camp was buzzing with activity. After the defeat of Ketheric Thorm, and by extension the Shadow Curse, the group was eager to set out to Baldurs Gate.

While packing up the remaining supplies, Astarion made a passing comment.

"As relieved as I am to be out of this cold, damp place I must say I think I'll miss beating in the skulls of Absolutists at every corner."

Karlach snorted. "What bashing have you been doing, Fangs? Last I checked you were casting spells," she wiggled her fingers dramatically, "and shooting magic arrows from the banisters."

"Well at least I was actually killing things! Did you see our fearless leader sparing goblins lives and gaining us a new companion at any given opportunity? One if which could slit our throats in our sleep, no less!"

"I think Minthara will make a fine companion," Gale interjected. "Once she warms up to us, that is."

Nebulae stopped in the middle of packing up a trunk, listening to her friends words.

"Okay, I'll give you that. But the goblins? If she's going to be sparing every other enemy we come across can't it be someone useful?"

"Hey," Karlach argued. "Are you saying I'm as useless as a goblin?"

"Oh darling, I wouldn't dream of it. But you do smell like one."

Karlach barked out a laugh and the group continued to make their jokes. Nebulae had tried to just stay out of it but when the subject wasn't dropped she spoke up.

"Okay, haha, can we move on now?"

"Yes, let's not waste our breath on such low flith," Lae'zel cut in.

Nebulae slammed down the trunk she'd been stocking, not caring if anything broke inside.

"That's ENOUGH. Drop it and get back to work." She turned to storm away.

The group jumped, startled by their, usually laid-back, leaders outburst.

"Whoa, hey, we're just joking around, mate," came Karlach's easy going tone. "What's got you so uptight?"

Nebulae spun around, a look of unfocused rage flashing in her eyes. The only times anyone had seen that look was when she was striking down an enemy. The silence that followed was enough to have even Minthara looking on in curiosity.

Unsure how everyone would react, Nebulae took a grounding breath.

"I was raised by goblins. They were there for me when no one else was. For my entire childhood they were my family. And they still are."

To say the group was stunned would be an understatement.

"Oh!" Karlach exclaimed. "That's explains why you know their language! I never thought about it before!"

"I was thinking the same thing!" Gale pointed to Karlach, shaking his hand in excitement. "She even gets the inflections! Something that is tricky even for practiced linguists such as myself."

Nebulae rolled her eyes at his humble brag, the tension in her shoulders easing at her companions light-hearted reactions.

"I suppose that makes sense," Astarion drawled. "And maybe we went a little far with our jokes."

Nebulae gave him an expectant look and he sighed dramatically.

"I'm sorry for not being more....sensitive."

"This would also explain your lack of respect towards authority figures," Lae'zel commented, her arms crossed.

Nebulae shrugged with a smirk. It was a fair observation.

"We are very sorry," Gale apologized, his hand over his heart, Karlach echoing him.

By the end of it, Nebulae was smiling, appreciating her friends understanding. She picked up her abandoned trunk, ready to get back to work.

"But how," came Minthara's voice, "does a tiefling infant come to live with a tribe of goblins? What made them take you in, rather than abandoning you like any other goblin would?"

The only way to describe the silence that followed was shellshocked. Nebulae froze, unprepared for such a question and dreading revealing the answer. She felt her face go cold and it spread through the rest of her body as she began to panic.

She felt her body go into Fight or Flight mode and she chose to flee.

But before she could take more than a few steps she felt a hand grab her wrist, the grip so tight she faltered.

"I asked you a question," Minthara said sharply, having felt the young woman's panic and swiftly crossed the space before she could escape. "I expect an answer."

This time the rest of the camp looked on. They'd never seen their leader try to run before.

"It's not important," Nebulae's voice wavered. She turned and looked at the woman that had her in an iron grip. "Please, Minthara."

"I asked you a question, tiefling. I do not like to repeat myself." The command was as clear as one of Minthara's many crystals. She had no choice but to talk.

Nebulae let out a shaky sigh, fighting to keep back tears. "Fine. I'll tell you," she had to fight to even get the words out.

She looked at the drow expectantly, glancing at her arm. Minthara understood and after a moment of hesitation, let her go.

"This is going to be a long story," Nebulae said, now going to sit on the once again abandoned trunk.

The group understood, each one of them taking a moment to get comfortable.

She rubbed her hands together anxiously, unsure where to begin.

"So, obviously," she began, gesturing up and down her body, "I am of infernal descent."

"Obviously," Lae'zel added unhelpfully. Nebulae didn't have the energy to be annoyed.

"But I'm also," she took a shaky, less than calming breath. "a little bit celestial."

"Be so for real right now," Karlach interjected.

The rest of the group burst into varying questions of disbelief.

"Quiet," came Minthara's voice, clearer and louder than the rest of the commotion.

Nebulae looked at her in shock at her unexpected support; though it was the least she could do, given she was the reason they were even having this very uncomfortable conversation.

"Thank you," she said, nodding towards the drow. "I know, I was shocked too. But I'll explain everything."

"My mother is an Aasimar. A child of Tyr to be exact. She was as faithful as any follower. But she was curious. And open minded. She would explore other realms, experiment with magic and nature. She wanted to know everything and everyone.

At some point, I'm not entirely sure when, she met someone. An enemy of Tyr. She knew she should've run. Told others about him. Taken him out. But she saw something in him and he saw her curiosity. Her naivety, and he wanted to take it, to corrupt it. So he let her in.

She fell for him. And he didn't want to admit it, but he fell in love with her too. Actual love.

She became pregnant. They were both so happy. He stayed with her, protected her as she protected him.

But...when the day came, there wasn't one baby, but two. When the first came, he was overjoyed. But when the second came, he saw red. His instincts took over and when he saw the second child was celestial he...he snapped. He tried to take her, to....So my mother took us and ran.

Since the second child could pass as celestial she took her with her. But since I didn't, she took me to a forest she knew well. And left me nearby a goblin village with a note. She asked them to watch over me. And threatened to smite them if they didn't. That's where I was raised, where I fell in love with nature. I didn't meet my sister, or any of my family till years later."

She paused, unsure how to continue and during those few moments someone asked the question she was dreading to answer.

"Wait, I don't understand. Who exactly was your father? This 'enemy of Tyr?'"

"He's..." She grabbed a fistful of her pant leg, bracing herself. "Sendreth'fa."

Karlach and Wyll stood up instantly.

"The Sendreth'fa? The demon lord?"

"No, the other one," she sarcastically replied on autopilot.

"How does a celestial fall in love with a demon?" Came Shadowhearts voice.

"They originally met when he was under a disguise," Nebulae replied. "When he started to fall for her he came clean. I imagine she wasn't initially pleased, but as I said, she saw something in him."

"And yet he tried to kill one of his children," Wyll added.

"What do you expect from a demon?" Karlach replied.

"Silence, all of you," Minthara's voice thundered over the rest.

The camp yet again went silent. The only sound to be heard was Scratch's nervous pacing.

"So...is he nice?" Shadowheart eventually asked.

The question threw Nebulae off a bit, but the tension eased in her shoulders.

"Yeah, actually. Now that he's reformed a bit."

"A reformed demon?" Astarion exclaimed.

"A little bit reformed, I believe she said," Shadowheart quipped.

Nebulae let out a small chuckle, ducking her head in relieved amusement. "I mean he wouldn't still be a demon lord if he fully changed now, would he?"

The rest of the group chuckled along with her, the tension easing marginally.

"So wait," Gale wondered. "Does this mean you have a sibling? A twin?"

"Yes actually, I was wondering if any of you would ask about her. Her name is Nova."

"Nebulae and Nova," Karlach said with a smile. "Cute."

"Yeah, apparently my mother was fascinated with the stars."

"Was?"

"Oh, she's alive. It's just...that's another long story."

Her companions made various noises of understanding. The next hour was spent with everyone asking a variety of questions and Nebulae answering with confidence that she could trust in her companions. Trust in her friends.

Hours later, when the group had finally finished packing and headed off, Nebulae walked beside Minthara.

"Thank you for earlier. For your support."

"I did what was necessary. If we are to defeat the Absolute we must remember who the real enemy is. We cannot afford all of this infighting."

Nebulae nodded in agreement and for a moment they walked in silence.

"I do not understand why you hid your ancestry from your companions. For better or worse you are their leader and they should not only respect your authority as well as your ancestry, but fear them."

"Perhaps, but by showing them I didn't fear them despite their various...afflictions, they learned they needn't fear me either so we joined together."

Minthara nodded in understanding. "There is wisdom in that. But that doesn't explain why you felt the need to hide such a fundamental part of yourself. One you could use to your advantage. Which begs the question, why haven't you reached out to your father for help?"

"Short version: demons work the same way as devils; you have to make a deal in order to get any help from them."

"And the long version?"

"Honestly? Not something I feel like discussing right now."

Minthara nodded in acknowledgement.

For the rest of the trip they walked in compatible silence, having earned each other's respect and trust.

Sendreth'fa is a demon lord that our DM, Drew, made up for the campaign that I originally made Nebulae for. He is a lower, lesser known demon lord. (You can find Drew on Discord as DeadlyTrixster tho they currently aren't DMing they are also on Steam to review games if you ever want to ask about any)

Please do not @ me for Nebulae's ancestry. First of all, this was originally the Drew's idea to incorporate other characters and plot points. Also, I absolutely love this character and have really branched out her character and backstory. If this isn't your cup of tea that's fine but please don't take it personally or come at me for having such a "cliche" character

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 druid #bg3 tav #bg3 tiefling #bg3 x reader #bg3 x tav #baldurs gate 3 x reader #minthara baenre #minthara x tav #minthara x reader #tiefling #tiefling oc #druid oc #side blog

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LOL THE MEMEEEEEEEE I'M WHEEZING

Thunder and Pineapple Rum (Mini Teaser)

Pairing: pan!he/him!Yoongi x bi!she/her!Reader x aro!he/they!Jimin x bi!she/her!Hwasa

Genre: Swinger AU; drabble; porn with (enough of a) plot (I guess?); established relationship; soft swap hook-up; sensual smut; itsy bitsy angst (if you're checking with your opera glasses); GROWN summer vibes.

Summary: While visiting his alma mater for a class reunion, you and Yoongi stop by an intriguingly atmospheric bar for drinks with his erstwhile underclassman, Jimin. After Jimin and the beautiful bartender make a surprising revelation, you and Yoongi decide to help them close down for the night...and explore some uncharted territories.

Warnings: 18+ (minors, dni); warnings here are for the teaser, detailed warnings will be released with the full drabble; voyeurism; swinging; established couple with male and female identifying unicorns; massage; implied kissing; partial disrobing; mentions of alcohol and consuming alcohol

Author's Note: Happy Pride Month!!! 🏳‍🌈 Hopefully the rest of this will drop before the end of June. That's the plan, anyway. In case no one has told you today, you're loved and worthy of love. I hope you have the absolute BEST day.🧜💜

Teaser under the cut!

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"Why don't you let us enjoy her for a moment, Yoongi," Hwasa purrs in soft command as her hand on his shoulder gently pushes him down into Jimin's abandoned chair. Yoongi gives a strained hum of assent and swallows, his thoat bobbing as he stares at you, perched on the bar, and Jimin, who has slipped behind you, caressing and massaging your back. Hwasa pulls off your heels and places them on on the floor, then pushes herself between your legs, looking up at you with those delicious, dark, poison apple eyes. You want to lean down and taste her again, but she has other plans. She glides her hands over your thighs, long nails tracing tingly patterns over the black denim, and you shiver. Another peal of thunder rumbles, vibrating the thick, warm air.

"She smells good," Jimin remarks indulgently as you feel his profile ghost over your back through your gauzy blouse. Hwasa smiles.

"We want to take another shot, but we're aaaall out of glasses," she whispers as she presses herself against you, bringing her soft, ample chest to push into your abdomen. "Wanna help us out, gorgeous?" You feel your slick gush a little at the pet name, and at the prospect of what was to come. You nod. Hwasa shakes her head and taps your parted lips. "Words, gorgeous."

"Yes," you whisper shakily, earning a naughty chuckle from Jimin. As they help you turn to lay your body across the bar, you glance over at Yoongi, who hasn't moved an inch - pupils blown out, and hands twitching on his thighs as his stare tracks Hwasa's hands pushing your blouse up and under your breasts, tucking some of the fabric into the underwire of your bra. Her pretty hand traces lazily over your bare stomach as she prompts Jimin with one word.

"Rum."

-End teaser-

#now that you're so excited for it i feel like busting the rest of it out and FAST #If you enjoy this it will be the biggest compliment of my life #AAAAHHHHHHH #TYSM FOR THE REBLOG I LOVE YOU

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