#Drabbles: Aurora

[sinstear]

abby is so deedee coded (yk that couple from tiktok) . she’s just a silly goofy guy who loves loves loves her wife 🥹

anyway this is 100% stolen from one of their videos but every time you see a store that you love shopping in or just a store that has cute stuff abby pulls out her wallet without saying a word and hands it to you because she’s got that good lawyer money 🙈

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she would !!

abby knows you. she truly knows you. so when you’re pulling your hands from hers, and making your way towards something that has gained your full attention, she’s looking at you, eyes shaped like hearts, something her friends are always telling her, she just chuckles. abby knows you more than you know yourself, so when she notices the way your eyes are looking over a new bracelet, she doesn’t hesitate to wrap her arm around your waist, pulling you into her side slightly. always possessive of you no matter where you are, and she presses a kiss to your cheek. “do you like it?” she mumbled, using her thumb and rubbing your side slowly. 

“s’cute, expensive though” you huffed and simply walked away towards another window display.

leaving abby looking over at you, and back at the bracelet you were eyeing up a few times. you were indecisive. always. so she does what she does best, steps right into the little store while you are looking over the different assortment of sunglasses. ignoring how much it cost completely. oblivious to the fact your girlfriend was no longer near you, or in sight of you.

“abby, i think you’d look— abby?” you paused, turning around, eyes flickering over different people around you and huffing again. she had clearly found something that caught her attention and forgot to tell you.

and when you do spot her making her way towards you after a few minutes of standing there looking like a lost puppy, you can’t help but sigh when you notice the small gift bag in her hand. “abby” you groaned, almost stopping your foot.

“baby” she mockingly yet playfully groaned back. “you said you liked it” she shrugged, tucking her card into her jacket pocket.

“i do like it, but it’s expensive,” you frowned, an involuntary pout resting on your lips. eyes sparkling when she holds the bag out for you.

“for my queen. c’mon, take it please. i don’t care how much it cost. i’d buy you whatever you want” abby chuckled, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth. happy when you take the gift bag from her hands with a final huff.

“thank you” you mumbled, resting your head on her shoulder. inhaling her scent pine body wash and cuddling into her. “i love you”

“i love you most, baby”

let’s not forget when you’re both hand in hand and walk past a lingerie shop, and she instantly, yet practically shoves her credit card into your hands. face flushed a crimson red when she looks over at you. “go on. get whatever you want” she stammered out, scratching the back of her neck. 

“are you nervous?” you teased, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. 

“me? no never, angel. go on” 

cannot think straight whatsoever when she watches you shrug, walk into the store and smirk over your shoulder at her. cheeks even a darker red the longer her baby blue eyes trail over different pieces that she knows would look good on you.

even when abby has to go away on work trips, and she can’t be there for your annual day shop that she secretly loves doing with you, she is always thinking about you. so when you message her one night that you’re going out with your friends for a meal and won’t be responding for a while, it’s not unusual for her to randomly send you money with a text along the lines of ‘get whatever you want, baby. i can’t wait for you to show me what you’ve bought when i’m home’. of course, it still catches you off guard when you open the notification that abby has sent you more money, you continuously thank her over and over again. even if you have your own, she still loves to spoil you.

she’s your sugar mommy <3

[merowkittie]

Imagine making out with Gojo when you were teenagers going to jujutsu high and you’re in an empty classroom sucking each others faces and geto walks in.

Gojo stops and licks his lips, you’re looking at Geto like a deer in headlights and panting.

You’re all kind of just standing there until Gojo holds a hand out, “Their lips are sweet, wanna try them suguru?”

[jasontoddsdarling]

keep thinking about my fictional little family... then this drabble surrounding my dad!jason todd and mom!reader and their baby girl is born :3

the first drabble will be inspired by this video, but the opposite of what's happening there.

rora todd (my kid oc from one of my fics, link of the account is on my pinned!) cries when one day jason comes back home after like two weeks out of the country for conferences. he got himself a fortnight beard. rora will greet jason in front of the door, jason hides his face with one of souvenirs bag he got for her and boom she cries because she is like who the hell is this man? that's not my papa... and mom!reader can only hides her giggle when jason sends her a help me look. their daughter has never seen him with this kind of facial hair— at most it's only his five o'clock shadow, usually keeps his beard shaves everyday. it's understandable that little rora is confused.

it'll end up with them co-sleeping with her in their king-size bed, she's in between her parents. but instead of being in the center like usual, she clings into her mamabear's side—occasionally looking at jason and her lips trembles. her mom can only give her husband sympathetic look. though when rora falls asleep, she'll be perfectly at the center—she will roll to jason's side and her mama will scoot over to her. even after her little drama her subconscious knows she's her dad's little angel, lol. (and jason's just happy his whole world is in his embrace again after days not being with them, he missed them like crazy when he was away).

best believe though the first thing jason does in the morning is shaving his beard lol. he cannot stand the way his daughter cannot stand his beard. when rora wakes up she'll be like, "papa!" with her cute baby scream and her thousand kilowatt smile. it lights up jason's morning instantly.

[butternutt613]

Spiritual Growth - 248 words

A little drabble playing with the ending of Diana's story... may or may not change

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Diana’s ascension was not met with the religious blare of trumpets. Nor with the blaze of fire.

She unfurled, coaxed open like the petals of wildflowers in the spring.

The air thickened around her, woven with the scent of honey and frankincense, the smell of beginning. The sky rippled, silk caught in the breeze as the stars swayed to her pulse. Her skin shimmered, dissolving into stardust and desire, each grain a story of her life, how she dreamed, how she loved.

Colors bled from her in a baptism of creation, rich ambers, tender violets, endless blues that spilled in waves through the fabric of space, clinging to her fingertips. The ground beneath her feet softened, no longer solid but a canvas of golden light, giving way until she left the earth completely.

For the first time, she looked inward to her soul and saw not a heart, but a cosmos, infinite and vast.

She had dreamed in colors no mortal could gaze upon. Now she was those colors. The hush of dawn, the ripple of starlight, the pulse of creation beginning and ending across a thousand worlds, an ever changing cycle.

Mortality had been her canvas, now she was the brush, an artist that poured light into every stroke.

Ominis found her there, in the marrow of the cosmos, where time curled its tail like a purring cat and stars bent low to listen.

Her smile was slow and sure as the galaxies spun lazy circles around her shoulders, a shawl woven from every dream she had ever dared to dream.

When she reached for him, it was not as a goddess of the heavens. It was as the girl who had loved too deeply and dreamed too wildly to ever be contained by earth and mortality.

The girl who had loved him, not for his divinity but because he saw her and she saw him.

Who was so much more than flesh and bones.

She did not become something else.

She had simply, finally become everything she was always meant to be.

And she was beautiful.

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

*°:⋆ₓₒ day 25. fuck party

.｡❅*⋆⍋*∞*｡ “merry christmas”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — ❤��� the ministry is all decorated in festive decor and it truly feels like the holidays are in season! now… what do these ghouls want to do with you?

pairing: era iv nameless ghouls x gn!reader

a/n: first off i just want to apologize for the last few days being so late. i really did try my best to make sure that each day had a good fic. this is the only fic that doesn’t really follow the prompt, but i tried my best. consider this fic a nice little letter for the start of 2024. happy new year, and please enjoy !!!

cw: slight nsfw content. horny ghouls. poly ghouls. implied orgy near the end. there’s nothing nsfw that really happens, just mentioned.

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“we want to make this holiday special, dear. come on down to the nave of the ministry… you won’t be disappointed. merry christmas, sweetheart~” —❤︎

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the entire month has been a rollercoaster of emotions. each day you felt like something wild and absolutely ecstatic happens to you every day. it has only made your holiday season more and more interesting.

and now here you were, all cozied and nestled in your room, the scent of roasted chestnuts and currier ives lingering in the air. you sat atop your wooly quilt, with eight different letters in hand.

the slips were underneath your door when you came back from a long shift of working in the ministry. they were all decorated and colored differently, each envelope having its own unique flair and personality to it. you didn’t even have to read the names to know who’s was who.

smiling to yourself, you opened each letter one by one, excited to read what’s inside.

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you had started off with the shiny white envelope. it was decorated in cute stationary stickers and the front was written in a glittery pink pen. at the bottom left corner of the envelope was a pink laced ribbon tied neatly with your name on it. if there was anyone that loved colors more than the entire human population, it was your favorite colorful ghoulette.

“aurora’s letter of thanks”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ to my dear y/n,

hello my darling! i hope this letter reaches you well, because i know how the others can get at times~ happy holidays, my love. i know that this month has been busy for you because of the constant yule traditions, but i’m delighted that you were able to make some time for me and that we could make gingerbread houses together like usual! and i gotta say… your tongue skills never fail to impress me~ you made me come so hard i swore i was going to pass out!! but really though… thanks for being such a sweetie to me, the ministry really doesn’t deserve you. i hope to see you soon for our little surprise~

with lots of love,

aurora ghoulette

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the next envelope was colored in a dreamy grey, with cute hearts inked in pen on the cover, it gave off a much more serene and calm vibe compared to the vibrant letter of aurora’s. at the back was a little pocket that contained a written song. after careful observing, you had determined it belonged to an infamous air ghoulette. oh what a songbird she was.

“cumulus’ dreamy songbird”

༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ ▹▫◃ ۪۪۫۫༄ؘ hello darling ♡︎

what a beautiful winter night, is it not? i often like to be in touch with nature when i’m writing, helps me keep my mind at center. how have you been, darling? i hope you’ve been better after our little passionate night in bed. you were so cute with how you were eagerly trying to get my lingerie off… it was charming, really. though, putting the promiscuity aside, i just want to really want to send this love letter to you as a token of my thanks. you’re my little songbird, and you inspire me to do better, whether it’s songwriting or performing. so as a token of my gratitude.. i’ve prepared a … special song for you. i hope you like it. anyways… come see me later, i’ll sing it.. specially for you~ i love you, dove, and i wish you a happy new year ♡︎♡︎♡︎

your dearest,

cumulus ghoulette

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the texture of the next letter was earthy and coarse, but it emitted the soft aroma of fresh pine leaves. it seems that this letter was specially crafted personally for you. just from the scent and touch alone, you smiled to yourself knowing it came from a certain earth ghoul. upon opening it, there was a little sunflower necklace attached to the sand paper letter.

“mountain’s delighted memories”

*:..｡o○ to y/n,

hope you’re doing well, and that this year has been treating you well. i appreciate you approaching me that night… and throwing me into the passions of bed. i gotta say, those faces you made when i came deep inside of you, filling you up with me seed, it still gets me going. just being honest here. the reason i’m bringing this up is well… i want to make more memories like that with you. ones that we can share together, and make ourselves feel like we’re ascending to the heavens we can’t reach. you’re really someone that makes me want to just go all out, and in many ways. which is why my gift to you this year.. is going to be imprinted into your mind for eons to come. so, if you want to find more… stop by soon please, i’ll be waiting. ‘till then, have a good christmas.

from your love,

mountain ghoul

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this paper was crumpled and slightly torn. it looked like it was made in a rush, but it held a certain charm to it. there were little trinkets and treats attached to the letter, all of which had a cute homemade vibe to it. the faded streaks of purple pen gave away who it belonged to, and you couldn’t be more happy when a certain bug came to mind.

“phantom’s sweet treats”

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ hi y/n!

i missed you :(( and i know that we live in the same ministry, but you’re so busy and i barely get to see you! which is why i dragged you out to ‘look for a christmas tree’ with me. i gotta say, i was nervous… but seeing how you reacted when i pounded you against that tree.. satanas, still sends shivers down my spine. after that night, i just can’t stop thinking about you. the way you reacted to my touch, oh it was so good. i put together some handmade goodies for you, hope you like them. think of it as my way of saying thanks for a good night :) on that note, i’m sure the other letters have talked about meeting in a special place. i’ll be there, and i’ll be sure to give you all of my attention <3

love,

phantom ghoul

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closing the envelope shut, you grabbed the next one. lipstick marks stained the paper perfectly, imprinting kisses everywhere. looking at the particular shade of red of the lipstick, you instantly thought of a certain keyboardist. there was a soft pink rose attached underneath the slip, and you opened the envelope with ease.

“cirrus’ gratitude”

ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤ evening darling,

i take that christmas has been well for you, huh? it certainly seems like it has been, considering how you were with me during that night in the log cabin ;)) we have to do that more often, sweetheart. you were so cute, with how your face was squished up against the window while i went to town on you… oh, still gets me wet, i can’t lie. it’s one of my favorite memories this season, and for that, i thank you. thanks for being such a delightful and loving partner. you’re honestly a saving grace for me, and you always make me feel good, both in and out of the bedroom. honestly, i’ve never met someone as good in bed as you are. so, as a token of my gratitude, i want you to meet me with the other ghouls tonight. it’ll be fun sweetheart, i promise.

from your dearest,

cirrus ghoulette ❤︎

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looking at the next letter with intrigue, you were greeted with a faint smell of cologne, the scent of it was soft and reminded you of the beach. laced over the envelope was a red ribbon with seashells and shark tooth carved trinkets at the end. what a gorgeous sight. you opened it, and smiled upon recognizing the stunning calligraphy ingrained on the paper.

“rain’s poem”

｡･ﾟﾟ･ dear y/n,

having a good christmas? you better be, otherwise i’ll make sure you are. but for real though, i’m sure this year has been great for you. i would also like to thank you for.. ‘helping’ me with my own personal gift. you looked so goddamn good tied up in my bed like that. i’ll admit, i got carried away with my words, but i know damn well you were into me treating you like my bitch while i dicked you down on the mattress. though, that made me realize how much you love my honeyed words, so i’ll use this opportunity to praise instead to degrade. y/n, you’re an absolute starlight in my life, a treasure like no other. i’d move the heavens and pits for you. it’s cheesy, but it’s true, and i promise to show you how much i love you in any way i can. come by soon ❦

from your favorite water boy,

rain ghoul

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the next letter had an ashy and brazened texture, but it shone with a brimstone-like layer to it. the paper was slightly calloused, and there was a fiery flair to it that could only be from one infamous firecracker you knew of. popping off the sloppily made wax seal, you opened it to find an equally burnt letter, but the sight made you smile.

“sodo’s confessions”

∞ ₒ ˚ ° 𐐒 to my y/n,

i’d ask you how you’re doing n’ shit, but i’m not good with words, or greetings nonetheless. so to get things out of the way, i’m going to be as straightforward as possible. y/n, i want to fuck you so badly this christmas right now. that night we shared, in my bedroom, fuck that was so hot. i loved the way you reacted every time i brought the candle wax down on your body. you looked so goddamn sexy covered in all of that… and the memory still makes my dick so hard. call me a pervert or whatever, but i’m proud to be one for you. i can’t help myself when i’m around you. your body, your scent, everything, it drives me fucking insane. don’t tell the other ghouls, but you’re my favorite, and i really can’t figure out why… guess i’m just so drawn to you. at midnight, when you meet the others, i’ll be sure to let them know who can make you feel the best in bed. and that’s not a threat, that’s a fucking promise. but ‘till then, i’ll be waiting for you, sweet thing

i love you,

sodo ghoul

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the final letter had a reddish stain on it. bringing it closer to your nose, you got a faint whiff of red whine from the stain. the designs on the letter were intricate and creative, but there was a suave and sultry feel to this letter. if there was any infernal who knew how to be smooth, it was a certain multi ghoul with the voice of an angel.

“swiss’ invitation”

❤︎*♡∞:｡.｡ to my love,

welcome, darling~ i know how much you like the smell of wine, so i indulged you a bit in my envelope for you. merry christmas, and thank you for being such a passionate lover. gotta say, bunny, you looked so cute that one night when you were sitting on my cock. the way your rosy cheeks just got more pink every time you looked at me, desperate to stay warm… ooh, that’s what you call hot. good to know that i was able to keep you warm during that snowy night, and i got to get my dick wet too. so it was a win/win situation for the two of us, dear~ but all jokes aside, i had come up with the plan to treat my favorite sibling of sin to some… fun this season. i conspired with all of the other ghouls and ghoulettes to help me, and i’m sure they all mentioned in their letters that they want to meet up with you too. we want to make this holiday special, dear. come on down to the nave of the ministry… you won’t be disappointed. merry christmas, sweetheart~

forever yours,

swiss ghoul

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folding all the letters neatly and piling them on your desk, you smirked to yourself, and got up from the bed to start walking over to the nave of the church. each step carried your eager body closer to a lustful, passionate and loving location.

whatever your lovers were planning… you knew it was going to be a good one.

eyeing up the tall, church doors, you pushed them open to be met with a glorious sight.

the moonlight streamed through the glass panes windows of the dimly lit nave. candles aligned everywhere with ribbons decorating every corner and crevice. but the best sight of all… were the infamous nameless ghouls themselves.

they were all dressed for the occasion, all dolled up to your liking. the ghoulettes were in matching lingerie, but in different colors. aurora in a rose gold, cumulus in white and cirrus in black. they all huddled together and perked up upon seeing you. you looked to the other side to see another group of ghouls. rain’s expression was neutral, but there was a promiscuous glint in his eyes as the red ribbon twirled between his fingers. sodo’s expression was as hungry as ever, eyeing like a piece of candy while holding onto a candle. phantom looked excited, but jittery, claws digging into his seat, and mountain looked as calm and collected as ever, albeit, not minding the little problem in his pants.

from the center, swiss emerged, and he looked down at you with a wicked, yet lustful grin. his tail flicked about to the side, and you looked up at him with curious eyes, chuckling, his long fingers traced around your jaw and gently clasped around it while craning your head up, making you look at him.

he smiled at you,

and in return you smiled.

“merry christmas, y/n.” he spoke suavely, his words still as honeyed as ever.

he then stepped behind you, gently massaging your shoulders and holding onto you. with a snap of his fingers, the ghouls and ghoulettes giggled and approached closer to you, lust on their minds.

oh

this would certainly be a christmas to remember~

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[oros-ash3s]

₊ ˚ ⭒ 𓆩✦𓆪 Sibling Questionnaire 𓆩✦𓆪 ⊹ ˚₊

✧ Who looks more like their dad? ✧

Out of the three of them, Elmira is the only one who has her dad present in her life. Crow was the bastard child of the family, the product of an 4-year affair their mother had with a commoner, while Aurora was adopted into the family when she was young. Which leaves Elmira as the only one who closely resembles their father, with his sharp nose, dark red hair, and pale skin.

✧ Who looks more like their mom? ✧

Crow looks much more like his mother than Elmira does, at least he used to, anyway. It’s a fact that he hated growing up, especially because it didn’t make his “father” any more sympathetic to him.

✧ Who eats the most? ✧

To be honest, none of them. The three of them have developed horrendous eating habits, all of them eating as little as possible. Though, when compared to her younger siblings, Elmira makes sure to eat at least one decent meal per day.

✧ Who has been in the weirdest situations? ✧

Definitely Crow. Having left home when he was only a teenager, he ran into quite a few odd people during his time on the streets. Elmira and Aurora both had very structured, orderly lives under their father’s command, which left them with not much room to get into weird situations.

✧ Who sleeps the most? ✧

Elmira, which isn’t saying a lot, seeing as Crow can’t sleep and Aurora is the definition of a workaholic.

✧ Who has the most stable romantic life? ✧

Crow, who actually has the experience for that statement to be true. Both Elmira and Aurora have never had the time to date, even if they wanted to.

✧ What is the worst habit of each? ✧

Elmira is easily persuaded by others, and doesn’t follow her gut instinct, instead just following along with the orders she’s given.

Crow is extremely defensive and apathetic, especially to those he doesn’t care for. He always puts himself first, because he’s the only person he can truly count on.

Aurora is angry and driven by rage. She sacrifices her health, her mental well-being, her relationships, all in the search of revenge.

✧ Who is the most dramatic? ✧

Aurora, who also loses her shit over practically any inconvenience.

✧ Who had the weirdest phase? ✧

Probably Aurora, who had a full-fledged emo phase as a teen.

✧ Who is the best cook in the family? ✧

Elmira is the best, and can cook quite well. She made many meals for Crow and Aurora while growing up. Both Crow and Aurora are terrible cooks.

✧ What is their best memory together? ✧

Though there are not many memories the three of them can name as happy, there are a few that they have as children that they all look back fondly on.

✧ What is their worst memory together? ✧

The day that Crow left — the day the three of them recognize as his death. After he disappeared, everything only got worse at the Koroleva estate.

✧ What is their dream trip together? ✧

Nowhere.

✧ Would you rather: Not be able to shower OR not be able to change clothes? ✧

Elmira: “I’m not extremely particular to fashion if it comes at the expense of my personal hygiene, so I’d say…. change clothes.”

Crow: “Shower. No question about it.”

Aurora: “Shower.”

✧ Who's older? ✧

Elmira is the oldest out of the three!!

✧ Describe each other in three words. ✧

Elmira: “Z… I mean, my brother, is caring, empathetic, and resilient. Aurora is hard-headed, determined, and goal-oriented.”

Crow: “Elmira? Stuck-up, small-minded, and ‘family-oriented’.” [He sneers the last word and laughs.] “And Aurora, hmm… Naive, hot-headed, and stubborn — as fucking hell.”

Aurora: “Elmira is bossy, responsible, and closed-off. And that… traitor?” [Her expression twists up in obvious distaste, eyes border-lining hatred.] “Dangerous, savage, and disgusting.”

✧ Who's their role model? ✧

Elmira: “I don’t have one that I can think of.”

Crow: “Myself.”

Aurora: “Father.”

✧ Who usually has the worst ideas? ✧

Elmira. I don’t even need to say anything else.

✧ Who is the certified "Bug Killer"? ✧

Aurora is DEATHLY afraid of bugs, ironically enough, considering what she does for work, and always has Elmira kill them for her. Crow likes chewing on whatever bugs he sees lying around.

⟢⠀ ty for the tag @seastarblue, as per usual ^^

I already did this on my alt account @dioles-writes, but I thought I’d also do another one here!! this may or may not have been my attempt at soft-dropping my new WIP, with the three most complicated siblings ever: Elmira (she/her), Crow (he/him), and Aurora (she/her).

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[bardic-tales]

We Fly Now - An Original / FF 7 Crossover Fic

Summary: Bianca and Sephiroth teach their four-year-old twins, Aurora and Lucien, how to glide using harnesses as part of their wing strengthening routine.

Pairing: Sephiroth / Bianca Moore(f!oc)

Other Characters: Aurora Moore(f!oc), Lucien Moore(m!oc)

Possible Trigger Warnings: This piece contains childlike dialogue and depictions of children in flight training using gliders and harnesses. It includes mild physical exertion, teasing between siblings, and parental supervision in a fantasy setting. All content is age-appropriate and lighthearted.

Lucien’s glider wobbled. “Mama! I’m gonna FALL.”

“You’re gliding, cherub,” Bianca cooed, tightening her hand on the rope. “Not falling. Flying lazy.”

From the other slope, Aurora shrieked, “I’m faster than Papa!”

“No,” Sephiroth muttered, running ahead of her glider. “You are not.”

Wings flaring, her tiny back muscles twitching in concentration.

Lucien stuck out his tongue at her mid-air. “You’re still a stinky-face.”

“Am not!”

“Are too!”

Bianca caught Lucien mid-glide with a laugh, spinning him. “You’re both brilliant sky beasts.”

Lucien puffed his cheeks. “I am a beast.”

“Big scary one,” Sephiroth murmured, as he with Aurora on his hip. His voice was tender. “We’ll teach the sky your name.”

[roralace]

silly fic abt aurora and cumulus cuddling before skeletour !! ><

ngl i couldn't get this outa my head .. so .. double posts from rora today ヽ(o´∀`)ﾉ♪♬

(i do write fanfics under a diff name and platform tehe)

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tags; soft aurora and cumulus , kinda sad but mostly sweet and fluffy , implied cumulus/aurora as lovers ? crushing? , implied rain/aurora sex .. oops , poly ghouls , super short !! more like a drabble really hehe

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the times where they got to cuddle together was auroras favourite. just letting cumulus' soft body warm her up in her nest , soft purrs and little chirps filling the room. life was sweet for aurora when she and cumulus had their days together.

growing close during re-imperatour was the best , but knowing cumulus was staying behind wasn't. all aurora could do was welcome the new ghoulette with open arms while silently miss her love nightly .. but that was for later. right now , aurora was focused on cumulus and her sweet scent.

"im gonna miss this when your gone , lus .."

"oh sweet wisp .. i'll miss this more , but you know i'm a call away , yeah?"

every word spoken by the air ghoulette just shivers down her spine , they were so comforting and so full of love. moments like this were appreceated .. especially when it was just a big ol' pack cuddle pile .. but alone in her nest with her lover .. life was suddenly okay.

"i'll really miss you , lus. i-i can't make that even more clear .. i have the stuffie you gave me , but it needs to smell more like you .. it kinda smells like rain from last night-"

"well if it smells like rain then maybe you two shouldn't be cuddling it while doing .. your thing, silly one .."

aurora knew cumulus was teasing and it always made her feel better .. yet her body , her perfect body was what she needed. aurora had her face burried in cumulus' soft , plump tummy that just smelt like clean laundry .. it was her. her scent. nothing would take this moment away from her , ever. not tour , not the pack fights over nothing , not the jealousy , not anything.

"well, it wasn't my fault .. it was like you and cirrus on the tour bus last year .. i wanted to join in honestly .."

"oh sweet moonsparkle , we would've happily let you in if you didn't fall asleep so earl- aaand shes out .. goodnight , moonbeam .. sleep well"

[agere-mechs]

as a Drabble concept or even just a normal headcanon…

One of the crew regressing while doing something like gambling with the others or playing cards and trying to be sneaky and pretend to be big. everyone else absolutely knows they’re small but are playing along and letting them win bc the regressor is so cute

ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE...it's SO obvious that they're regressed, but what's everyone else going to do, make the baby upset? Absolutely not (although I'm sure Jonny is not above arguing with a toddler for beating him at a card game)

I've already started working on a drabble for this, but it's already ending up longer than I expected it to, so hopefully I'll have it finished soon! All I'll say is that it involves a DEFINITELY very big Ivy DEFINITELY knowing how to play blackjack. :)

[jellybonesz]

A Piece of Eden

an: i wrote this after finishing ruki's more blood prologue because I got a random burst of inspo. this could be considered aurora's dark prologue for her more blood arc but who really knows lol!!

Ruki Mukami. 

How the mighty truly fall. 

He had everything that he could have ever dreamed of.  A respectable father, a loving mother, servants who rushed to his aid whenever he pleased. He was born an aristocrat, living a luxurious life that many others would have given up limbs just to experience for even a second. He didn't have to worry about anything. 

How foolish he was, but then again, what did he know? How could he have known his spoiled and ignorant attitude would bring him nothing but misfortune when the time came? How could he have known that he could only treat others like livestock for so long before karma decided to come his way? 

But, he would learn eventually. After all, you never really appreciate what you have until it slips from your fingers like sand. 

—

Aurora found herself wandering the halls of the Mukami mansion, doing everything that she could to find out what her next move should be. She knew running away would be out of the question. Knowing that Ruki guy, he would have most definitely had her caught if she had even thought about attempting such a thing. Even if she, by God’s grace, had managed to make it out, where could she possibly go? If she went back to the Sakamaki’s, she’d have to deal with their constant victim blaming and ridicule for being kidnapped. Not to mention that Ayato was not exactly fond of “sharing his food” and she simply didn’t have the patience to deal with him. If she went back to the church, no doubt her mother would have her killed on the spot. Either that, or she’d be turned back into the Sakamaki’s. 

There was no doubt about it, she had no choice but to stay with the Mukami’s. Then again, it wasn’t as if she had the option to leave just yet. Especially not before she found out what exactly Karlheinz planned on doing with her and her blood. All she knew so far was that the only reason that old king didn’t leave her to die was because of the fact that she was descended from Van Helsing. Her blood was of use to him and his plans in his words, she just needed to figure out what those plans were. 

Aurora sighed, looking down at the back of her right hand, silently grimacing at her bruised knuckles as she did so. She thought back to her encounter with the Mukami’s in the forest, how poor Yuma had to suffer a punch to the jaw thanks to her instincts suddenly kicking in from being cornered. She silently groaned to herself, deciding it was finally time she went back to her room so she could finally have the opportunity to tend to her wounded hand when she found herself in front of Ruki’s bedroom door. She would have simply walked away before she had to deal with whatever snide remarks he could possibly make, she then heard what seemed to be heavy breathing coming from his room, almost as if he was panicked or something. Now worried for him, she knocked on the door with her uninjured hand, hoping she would get a response. 

“Hey, Ruki?” She called to him from the other side of the door, tapping her foot on the ground as she waited for him to answer. That was when the door opened slightly, revealing the man of the hour as he looked down at her with an irritated yet amused expression on his face. Aurora felt like his gaze alone would have burned a hole through her forehead, but she kept herself together as she looked up at him. 

“Well would you look at that. Seems like the lamb has made her way to my door.” He remarked slyly, taking joy in how the shorter of the two seemed to narrow her eyes at him as he made his comment. “Don’t tell me you were planning on causing an inconvenience to me. I simply don’t have the patience for it right now.” “Jeez, I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I was worried about you, that’s all.” Aurora explained, not amused with how Ruki seemed to be rude to her right off the bat. What she didn’t expect to happen next was for his gaze to somehow become colder than it already was. Before she could ask just what the matter was with him, she suddenly felt him grab onto her wrist, squeezing onto it tightly as he began to pull her closer to him. “Ow- Ruki- you’re hurting me.” 

“Did I not tell you that I didn’t have the patience for you and your antics right about now? I didn’t expect someone as ‘intelligent’ as you to test my patience so quickly.” 

“Wha-!? I was just concerned.” Aurora tried her best to protest, only for him to squeeze her wrist tighter, causing her to wince slightly in pain in response. To say that she was confused would be an understatement, having no idea why he was suddenly acting like this with little to no explanation. 

“Listen to me and listen well, since it seems you still don’t understand your place. You use that word around me again, and I won’t hesitate to end your sorry life where you stand.” With that, he released her wrist from his grip, allowing the girl the chance to make sure nothing had broken as she took a few steps back from him. “Understand that your time at this manor will fully depend on me, and your circumstances won’t improve from your sad excuse to get on my good side. The sooner you understand that, the less harsh I will be with you.” 

Aurora only looked at him in fear and confusion, deciding then and there that she wouldn’t accidentally push his buttons any further and head off to her room like she had originally planned. “Okay okay. I’m sorry. Now, if you don’t mind, I’m gonna be going back to my room now. I’ll see you tomorrow, Ruki.” She said before beginning to make her way back to her room, only to feel him tug at her shoulder, pulling her back in the direction of his bedroom door. 

“Now hold on, would you? I never said I was done talking with you, did I?” He told her in that same condescending way he always talked to her before pulling Aurora into his room.

She barely had the chance to process what was happening around her when she suddenly felt herself being thrown to the ground, hearing Ruki close and lock the door behind him as he entered the room as well. She quickly collected her bearings, checking her already bruised hand to make sure that it wasn’t injured anymore than it already was before looking back up at him. “What the hell!? Why did you do that!?”

Ruki then knelt down in front of the detective, tilting her head slightly so that she could look into her eyes effectively. “Try as you might to keep that tough girl persona up, I can see right through you as if you were glass.” She then felt him grip her chin, pulling her slightly closer to him as he seemed to be examining her. “You sure are a handful. Don’t worry too much, however, you’ll learn your place around here soon enough. All you need to do is behave yourself and things might start to look up for you.” 

He then stood up from the ground, letting go of Aurora’s chin, much to her own relief. He soon walked away from her, allowing her the chance to get up from the ground and figure out just what it was she did that led to him having such a vendetta against her from the get-go. She would have taken the opportunity to silently sneak out of Ruki’s room so she could finally be alone with her thoughts like she wanted when she noticed him walk over to his dresser, seeming to look longingly at the portrait that sat comfortably on it. Before she had the chance to ask about the photograph, he suddenly placed it face down on the drawer, turning to look at her right after. It was when he did so that she then began to notice how he looked at her, almost as if he was a wolf who had laid its eyes on a sheep it could now feed from. 

“So, you were what he was referring to when he mentioned ‘the apple that would unite Adam and Eve’ huh? I can’t help but laugh, honestly. To think that you all people are the key to putting our plan into motion. A sad and lowly woman who contributes nothing but being a pain in the neck for those around her.”

Before Aurora had the chance to bite back at his insulting manner, she suddenly noticed how he seemed to be closing in on her, causing several alarms to go off in her head as she began to back up from him until she felt her back hit the door. 

“That being said… It’s too early to judge, especially when I haven’t even had the chance to indulge myself.” “Okay, well! This has been a lovely talk, but right now, I should probably be heading back to my room. Would hate to cause you any more trouble than I have-” Aurora replied in a panicked tone, reaching for the door knob when Ruki had suddenly reached out to grab her wrist, pulling her from the door to pin her against the wall next to it. He held both of her wrists up against the wall next to her head, a sly smirk on his face as he looked down at her with a sense of glee. 

“Now, stay still would you? This won’t hurt a bit.” Aurora knew that was a lie even before he sunk his fangs into the side of her neck. That didn’t stop the way she felt herself gasp in pain at the sudden sensation, trying to pry herself from his grasp as she sucked a breath in through her teeth. This was so strange. He barely began to drink from her, and yet she already felt as if she was going numb.

Ruki then pulled away from her neck, smirking as he looked at the mark he had left on her as well as the pained expression on her face. “Your blood… to think, not only do I have the opportunity to taste the blood of Van Helsing’s descendant, but to have it be the very thing we need to fully complete our plans. Luck truly is on my side…” 

Aurora soon saw him begin to lean in closer to her neck again, ready to take another drink from her. In some random show of strength, however, she pried one of her wrists from his grasp before pushing him off of her, not enough to make him fall over but enough for him to stumble back slightly from her. 

“Stop it! Don’t you touch me!” Aurora yelled as she moved her now free hand to the side of her neck to cover the mark. All of a sudden, she felt her knees go weak under her as she found herself on the ground, a battle with herself to sit up let alone stand on her own two legs. It was all so strange to her. He had only drank a little bit of her blood, yet for some reason, she felt herself going weak in no time. She felt dizzy and lightheaded, realizing too late that Ruki had pulled her closer to him by her waist, moving her head to the side before sinking his fangs into her neck once again, causing her to wince in pain and squeeze her eyes shut as she moved her hands to his shoulders in a weak attempt to push him off of her. 

That was when Aurora felt her arms begin to go weak before falling limp at her sides entirely. She opened her eyes slightly, noticing how the world around her started to become blurrier as her consciousness faded slowly. As her vision started to slip from her by the second, she found herself laying her eyes upon the portrait Ruki had looked at earlier, almost as if she was trying to make sure it was still face down before her eyes fluttered closed completely. 

It was then when Ruki decided he finally had enough, pulling away from her neck as he noticed that the girl in his arms had passed out. He gazed down at her face, chuckling to himself as he moved a hand up to move a strand of hair from her face. “Poor thing. I guess I was right, that tough girl persona truly was just a persona.” He mumbled to himself before scooping the now unconscious girl into his arms, picking her up before carrying her over to his bed and placing her down onto the sheets. 

He took a moment to admire her peaceful state, moving a hand to caress her cheek as his gaze moved down to her neck. “How about you get some rest now. I think that’s well deserved on your part, no?” Ruki said under his breath as he then noticed her bruised hand, gently picking it up as he examined the damage with a curious expression on his face. 

“If only that man had warned me just how much trouble you would cause me and my brothers. However, I can’t find it in myself to mind too much. After all, that troublesome nature of yours will all be worth it in the end. Which is why I won’t lose you, not when you’re of such value to me. I won’t let you go.” 

END 

[valiantroyalty]

“Are you not afraid of me, child of man?”

The question made the blonde pause a moment as violet orbs met striking green ones. Scared of him? No. “Should I be?” Not once had she been afraid, except in the very first meeting between them. However, she was more fascinated by him than anything.

“Most Are,” Malleus answered as he kept up the eye contact. Consider him curious about this human. He knew how others reacted around him, most kept their distance. But Rose.. kept her closeness to him.

“I wonder why?” Rose prompted. There’s a smile growing on her lips, with wonder in her eyes. Prior to coming to the school she’d had a vision involving Malleus, and Diasomnia in general. She connected some dots but even with what she knew, she felt drawn to him.

Plus, she has other things to be afraid of.

“I am not too sure.” Malleus was the heir to Briar Valley, and that set it off. And with how Sebek tended to be.. “Why aren’t you?��

The two of them hadn’t much time to be alone, a rarity, much less solid time to be together. A rarity both of them wanted more of.

A mischievous glint appeared in the blondes eyes as fingers conjoined together behind her back. “Hmm, you haven’t given me a reason to be,” came the answer as she stood up on the balls of bared feet, and tiptoed around him. “So I won’t be, Mal. I think you’re quite nice. A tall, handsome man who likes to take walks. What’s to be afraid of?”

That caught him off guard. The prince followed her movements, even circling to keep contact on her. It’s one thing right after the other and each surprise was pleasant. Haven’t given her a reason to be, that much was true. The possible reasons mulled over in his brain but none seemed acceptable, not when he’s learning more about her as the seconds pass. Except -

“‘Mal’? Is that me?” He blinked at her. The first time anyone had ever shortened his name before and certainly the first time Rose had called him that. Was this a nickname? Was he finally getting one? Soft laughter answered him. And it’s the only answer the Draconia will get.

Rose had turned her back on him as if to leave. She glanced over her shoulder and their eyes met again. Another laugh before she trotted away, a smile on her face.

Malleus stood watching after her and after a minute, a smile crossed his own face. Fascinating, indeed.

[iamthecomet]

What about #4 with our princess Aurora?

Hi Mal ♥! Thank you! I can definitely do that.

4. "I told you to kneel." "I told you to kneel," Aurora's voice is sharp. It cuts through the haze in Mountain's head. He blinks down at her, brows furrowing. It takes a second for the words to hit, but when they do he drops. Falling gracefully at her feet. Sinking back on his heels. Turning glassy green eyes up toward her. She's sitting at the foot of her bed. Wearing gauzy lingerie that looks like Cumulus' taste. One leg is tossed over the other. The arch of her bare foot, bouncing in the air by her calf, makes Mountain's mouth water. She frowns. Fangs peeking out from between her lips to bite down, worry the soft skin between them. Mountain wants to reach up. To pull her lower lip from their grasp. To run his fingers over the indents they've made. He digs his fingers into his thighs. He wants to touch, but he hasn't been told he can. Aurora cards her hand through his hair. Scratching sharp nails over his scalp, over the sensitive base of his horns. She shifts her grip, grabs a handful of auburn curls and pulls. She drags him forward so his chin is pressed to her knee. Holding him in place by the horn. He turns his head, presses kisses along her thigh, soft and feather light. He half expects her to slap him, to hurt him for it. But she doesn't. She hums in approval instead. Dislodging him just long enough to uncross her legs, to let her thighs fall open. She's bare and dripping beneath all that sheer fabric. Mountain's mouth waters. "Thought you said you were hungry?" she asks him sweetly. He swallows. Drags his eyes away from her glistening folds to look up at pale blue eyes wide and innocent despite the way she holds him. "Starving," he rumbles, nuzzling his face against her thigh. Eyes on hers. Body pulled taut as he waits for permission. If she makes him wait any longer he'll start drooling, he knows it. But he won't complain. If she's content to watch him drool over the thought of her, he'll give it to her for as long as she wants. "Then you should eat," she says with a shrug. She strokes up and down his horn, a mockery of what he'd like her to do his cock, hanging flushed and dripping between his legs. "But you better not waste a drop."

[jasontoddsdarling]

barbecue day (feat damian)

— aurora todd verse

"Well it's not."

"It is, Todd. I know it's kind of hard for you to understand, but it is."

"It's not—"

She is in the kitchen, cutting some condiments for some sambal to go along with chicken thighs and tomahawk steaks that Jason is currently roasted over portable grills in backyard.

But he's apparently bickering with Damian—who is visiting from his university's summer break, who's helping here and there but mostly supervising Aurora, which she has provided with entertainment in the form of her inflatable pool and her baby toys.

The thing is, they've been bickering for like ten minutes straight. She's pretty sure their closest neighbor know what they are arguing about already—meanwhile she only caught something about latest episode of some sci-fi show and latest video game update because she was chopping garlic with her new chopper and it drown their voices for her.

She needs to make sure that they get along.

And oh, how she has an idea.

As she wash her hands, she can hear them becoming more louder.

When she is finally opened the kitchen door towards the backyard, she finds out Jason's making gesture with his free hand and his other gripping kitchen tongs and Damian, which is inside Rora's inflatable balloon, making gestures with his hands holding some of her baby girl's toys.

If this isn't comical.

She clears her throat.

"Jay."

Jason instantly stops talking and Damian too—but not without drawing out his last syllables.

Damian immediately sits down on inside the pool.

"Yeah, sweetheart?"

Jason is back facing the grill, flipping some of the chicken thighs. You want to roll your eyes in affection.

"I need you and Damian to buy me some Thai chili and lemongrass."

"I thought we already have all the ingredients."

"Well, we actually were underestimating the need of several sambals."

Jason basically can't say no to her request, so he just drops the kitchen tongs and cleans his hands on the nearby outdoor faucet. Then, he picks up Rora from inside the pool.

Damian gets up, eyeing the grill—probably about to take over Jason's work. But she claps her hand seemingly to surprise her brother-in-law.

"Damian, why don't you go with Jay and Rora? I can handle the grill."

"How much she said she needs the lemongrass again?"

Damian asks when they're at the last traffic light before the grocery store. He's the one driving. Jason's shotgunning and Rora is on her baby chair on the backseat.

"Five stalks, but she also said just pick one plastic wrap building."

"And—"

"Ten ounces."

"Ons!"

Rora mimics, which surprised Damian.

"Thank you, Rora."

When it's green, he starts talking again—while Jason is currently turning to face Rora, giving her grubby little hands her a baby biscuit.

"I cannot believe she's your spawn, Todd."

"Me neither."

Jason looks ahead—back to the street in front of them afterwards, but Damian can see from the corner of his eye that he sports a fondly smile because they're talking about his niece.

"I actually think she acts more like her mom and the biggest evidence that she's yours is because she literally have your eye color, which is improbable for it to come from her mom's genetics because her eyes are dark and her heritage; but now I can see that she behaves like you, too."

Jason definitely isn't prepared to hear his little brother saying all of that, but he turns his head to the

"Really?"

"Yup. Believe me or not, before we were bickering—which I am sure why your wife sent us away, if you haven't noticed yet—I was inspecting how you and Rora interacts."

"Of course you did."

Damian dismisses his older brother.

"And from that, I can see that she's your mini you. I mean, she's obviously her mom's mini me, but it's not without you."

"That's genuinely the nicest thing you said to me today, little brother, and I appreciate that."

The twenty-one years old man shrugs.

"Don't thank me. I was just saying facts. Anyway, we're here."

Damian stops the engine and opens his car door. He goes to the backseat door to release and hoist Rora from her seat.

Jason definitely can see his smile before opening his own door, though.

"What's this sambal called again?"

Damian points his fork at the chopped herbs and Thai chili bowl of sambal.

They already finished cooking and are sitting together in a round backyard dinner table.

"Matah. M-a-t-a-h."

"Matah," Damian nods, "it's so fresh and fragrant from the kaffir lime leaves and the lemongrass. I like it. It's unlike anything I have ever tried."

"We can put it in a jar if you want to have some when you're going back to to uni, right, Jay?"

"Of course. You should send him your recipe too, so if he runs out he can make it himself. It's quite easy to make."

"Thank you."

Damian smiles gratefully at her and Jason. She almost cannot believe these two were bickering like teenage boys awhile ago. That's just what being siblings like, she guesses.

"Easy! Uncy!" Rora giggles. She's perches on her baby high chair beside her mom and face to face with Damian. Her little fingers holding a piece of cucumber that she's chewing.

(She is pleased she picks up "uncle" when she's talking to Damian)

"Thank you, little Rora."

mariea's notes: another writing out of aurora todd universe. randomly, "cannot believe she's your spawn" line came into my mind and then the rest is history. i know this series(?) don't have much readers compared to my regular fluff or especially regular smut (lol) but i really love exploring the dynamics of this family throughout my writings. also, trying the third person now. probably going to stick to this. as always you can drop a request (any) or a question and thanks for reading <3

[darthbloodorange]

Field of Flowers

Rating: Gen Universe: Baldur's Gate 3 Pairings: Lily Aurora & Wyll Ravengard Characters: Wyll Ravengard, Lily Aurora Ravengard Warnings: None Major Tags: Everything is Beautiful and Nothing Hurts, Family Fluff, Flower Crowns, Flowers, Devil Wyll Ravengard, POV Wyll Ravengard Word count: 200 - Double Drabble

Summery: Wyll enjoys a moment of peace.

For the: ✦ WyllWeek2024 Day 2 prompt: “Flowers”

Read below or on AO3 -HERE-

Wyll breathes, savouring the moment of peace. In. Out. Nice and slow. He's loose and relaxed, his body moulding to the soft soil beneath him.

His clothes might need a wash, but he does not regret the time he's spent here lying among the flowers.

The sun was warm on his skin. The breeze, a cool balm carrying the soft scent of the flowers surrounding him.

He opens his eyes to gaze at the sky, at the slow, fluffy clouds above him.

A loud cry splits the air- "Father!"- followed by boisterous laughter.

It's all the warning he gets before Lily Aurora Ravengard throws herself into his arms. Her smile is bright and infectious.

He does not fight the smile he feels spreading on his face.

Wyll takes his girl into his arms, laughing as she squeals with delight.

"Father, no!" she laughs. "You'll ruin it!"

"Ruin what?" he asks.

Lily sits back and presents her hard work. A long chain of various flowers strung together from the field. "I made it for you," she says.

Wyll ducks his head, letting her wrap the flower crown around his head and horns.

He gives her forehead a soft kiss in thanks.

THE END

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

*°:⋆ₓₒ day 3. food play

.｡❅*⋆⍋*∞*｡ “gingerbread houses”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — ❤︎ what a fun little activity to do with aurora! surely she won’t have any other ideas in mind… right?

pairing: aurora ghoulette x gn!reader

a/n: my fave ghoulette <3 i’m so happy i get to write a fic on her. this one will be great

cw: nsfw content. food play. oral sex (f receiving). frosting on vagina. semi-public sex (?). lots of making out. cum eating

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“that’s it… lick it all up! eat me out like it’s your last meal!” —❤︎

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“aww, aurora you got a bit of frosting on your face.”

“hmm? where?”

a certain multi ghoulette faced you in an almost innocent manner, trying to use her hands to wipe off the sugary decoration from her face, but she kept on missing.

you chuckled at the adorableness from aurora. her little clumsy antics were downright endearing. shaking your head, you rolled up your sleeves and swiped the pearly white frosting off of her cheek.

“over here, sweetie.” you pointed out, showing off the frosting that stained the ghoulette’s cheek.

aurora tipped her head to the side slightly and smiled, a soft giggle escaping her rosy lips. “right.. thank you.”

a cheeky grin etched its way onto your face, and you winked. taking the finger to your mouth, you licked off the remaining frosting, wiping your finger on your apron to remove any saliva.

“mmmh, it tastes great too. we really knocked it out of the park with this gingerbread house.” you applauded to aurora, and partially to yourself too.

the little ghoulette smiled, and clasped her hands together in a satisfied manner. “i’ll have to agree with you on that one, honeypie. i’d say that this year was our best gingerbread houses yet.”

throughout your time in the ministry, both you and your wonderful girlfriend, aurora, had a personal tradition where you both would make gingerbread houses together. each year, the gingerbread houses would always follow a different theme. one year you made a cute little treehouse, the next you’d make a witch’s tower. hell, there was even one season where the two of you made a full blown pirate ship.

this year was a cute little birdhouse. the tangy gingerbread crackers made up the base, and the roof was coated in a sugary and soft vanilla frosting, decorated in a way that made each clump of frosting look like a brick on the house.

shimmering candied crystals were dotted all over the base of the house, along with various sweet treats such as gumdrops, candy canes, chocolate and glazed strawberries. the best part about this elegant christmas dessert were the handmade pastry birdies. aurora came up with the idea of making two robins made out of candied pears and grapes, creating a duo of birdies that sat in the center of the bird house. they almost looked like you and aurora.

aurora squealed in delight and held up the tray that held your guys’ creation, marveling at both hers and your hard work.

“we did so good! it looks so cute, i’m gonna feel bad eating it.” aurora chimed in an ecstatic manner, before setting the tray on one of the other kitchen counters.

you just giggled at your girlfriend’s enthusiasm, loving this part about her. “if you don’t wanna eat it, rory, we can always eat something else.”

the little demon just whipped her head around to face you, her prisma colored eyes gleaming with a certain glint to them, her orbs creating a faint rainbow glow from the light reflecting off of them.

“oh? and what did you have in mind?” she asked, her tone slightly playful.

you smirked and scooped up a clump of glittery frosting with two of your fingers, before smearing it all over your lover’s face, making her gasp in surprise. “that.”

aurora marveled at your evil little scheme, before she herself smirked and wiped some frosting off of her face, and proceeding to smother it on yours too.

“whoops, my hand slipped.”

“oh you little—“

you and aurora chased each other around the ministry’s chicken, handfuls of the glazing spread staining your clothes, faces and hands. the two of you laughed gleefully as you had your little childish banter.

it was so fun just being able to let loose around your lover.

“heyyy come back here! let me smear frosting on those pretty little lips of yours!” you called out in a sing-song voice, but aurora stuck her tongue out at you and chuckled.

“neveeerrr!!” she called out, running away from your antics again.

after a bit of back and forth, you eventually had aurora caged onto the kitchen counter between your arms. you then brought your hand to her face and put frosting on her face again, making the ghoulette laugh with delight.

“hahah! alright, alright time out!” aurora managed out between her laughs, and you actually listened and stopped putting frosting all over her face.

though that devious little smirk was still on your face.

“my baddd~” you cooed, snickering at your lover’s pouting face. “here, let me clean it up for you.”

aurora tilted her head, before nodding and leaning against the kitchen counter, a smirk evident on her face. you brought your fingers to wipe some of the frosting off of aurora’s face, licking it off of your fingers.

you were sure that aurora saw that you got every last bit of frosting. your finger-licking movements were slow, and it was a little teasing too. aurora watched every moment, every swipe you made with your tongue, every sucking sound you created when you licked your fingers clean of frosting.

oh. she knew what you were doing alright.

neither of you said anything when you were eating up the frosting. however, the looks you both gave each other spoke volumes, and the heated tension was intense.

as you finished licking, the only frosting that was left was on aurora’s beautiful lips.

“babe…” you whispered, your tone slightly dropping. your hands cupped aurora’s cheeks and you leaned in. “come here.”

aurora nodded. she wasted no time, and brought her hands to grasp at your hair before drawing you into a passionate, deep kiss. her taste was delicate, and sugary sweet, like the most tasty dessert you’ve ever had the pleasure of eating.

as the two of you made out and your tongues swirled together, your hand trailed down to the space between aurora’s thighs, before you started rubbing her aching cunt through her jeans, making the ghoulette gasp from the sensation. you could still taste sweetness of the frosting on her plump lips.

“fuck, y/n…” she rasped out, growing more wet and aroused in her panties.

“mmh..” you hummed into her lips, kissing her aggressively with a fervent passion. “i’m going to eat you up, rory.”

wasting no time, your fingers fumbled to unbutton aurora’s jeans, yanking them off along with her panties so harshly you swore you accidentally tore a fabric. you lifted her off the floor and sat her on the kitchen counter, before you slipped between her legs.

you cursed at the sight of your girlfriend’s glistening pussy, reveling in its wetness and how pretty it looked.

“you’re so turned on.” you cooed, hot breath tickling at the bundle of nerves, making aurora jolt. “can’t wait to feast on you.”

“please do.” she begged.

“hold on, baby… i need to prepare my meal properly first…” you replied.

dipping your fingers in the nearby frosting bowl, you got a good chunk of it before rubbing the fluffy coating all over aurora’s wet cunt, making her gasp and moan from the pressure of your fingers and the frosting.

“shiiit!”

“fuck, there we go. all done.”

the frosting was sloppily smeared all over aurora’s pussy, every crevice and nerve had the frosting all over it. you licked your lips and wasted no time.

drawing your head in closer, you wrapped your arms around aurora’s thighs before going to town on her. lapping your tongue at every inch and corner of her puffy cunt, taking your time eating off the frosting. all the while, aurora squealed gleefully and you drank up her juices.

she tasted so damn good. so sweet, and the frosting only enhanced the taste even further. you moaned deeply, delighted from her taste, and the vibrations sent shockwaves of pleasure up her spine.

aurora’s moans grew louder and more pornographic as you got more erratic with your tongue movements. “nnngh! baby! your tongue— it’s so good!”

you groaned in response, being sure to lick up every bit of frosting as you lapped at aurora’s cunt. your tongue flicked over her coated clit and you sucked on it hard, making your girlfriend cry out loudly in pleasure and grip your hair.

“s-shit! right there, babe!” she practically screamed. “that’s it… lick it all up! eat me out like it’s your last meal!”

and that’s exactly what you did. you kept eating her out until there was no frosting left, and even then, you didn’t stop licking. moaning and groaning with delight into aurora’s pussy as you tongue fucked her.

“aah! y/n! i’m gonna fucking cum!” aurora warned, her painted nails digging into your scalp more tightly.

and you made sure that your girlfriend reached her release. as you lapped at her cunt, her body convulsed wildly and her thighs gripped your head tightly, before she screamed and came all over your face, practically suffocating you.

you didn’t mind however, as you gladly drank up her love juice and swallowed aurora’s cum, some of it dripping at the corner of your mouth. separating yourself from between her legs, you looked up to be met with a blissed, fucked out aurora, who was basking in the afterglow of her release.

“you tasted amazing, aurora.” you praised again, drawing her in for another kiss. she whimpered slightly, but gladly gave in as she tasted herself on your lips.

as the two of you kissed, she broke it apart, and smirked. “thanks, honey.”

aurora then leaned into your ear, and whispered seductively, her tone of voice seeing shivers of excitement down your spine.

“now it’s your turn.”

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[fireflyghoul]

So I wrote that, because of all the stuff I read about Swiss and Aurora at the concerts in LA. I just had this poping up in my head and wanted to write it.

Not hundert percent satisfied, but hope you like it anyway.

Swiss had his eyes laid on her since she joined the band recently. She was so tiny but so energetic and joyful. He loved watching her dance and listening to her sing. Her voice sounded literally angelic. At some point he had started to walk over to her during rituals, he just couldn't resist. he really wanted to dance with her. And she seemed to enjoy it too, at least she never complained about it after shows and smiled at him every time he was there and danced with him.

They didn't really talk about it much after shows, she just mentioned it was really fun to dance with him one time after a show. On one show she then started to jump off of her little stage and dance with Rain and Swiss couldn't otherwise than just watch her, how she moved her small hips, dancing and smiling such a huge happy bright smile. She was so damn adorable. How was that even possible. He felt so attracted to her and he couldn't even exactly point out because of what. She was so cute and tiny. But she was just also so adorable behind the stage and so kind to everybody. He really enjoyed her to be part of the group now.

And then there came the Ritual in LA. It was just a little peck they gave each other during the song 'Kiss the Go-Goat', where he used to dance with her every time now. He couldn't even really remember how this happened and who initiated it, but it happened. He returned back to his stage after the song as always, but for the rest of the show, he couldn't stop thinking about it.

As soon, as the show ended he walked up to Aurora's room, where she disappeared pretty fast after the show. He knocked and a few seconds later he heard her voice inviting him in. When he walked in, she had her back turned to him and turned over to him, when he closed the door. "Oh, hey Swiss, what's up?", she asked, a smile on her face. She had her mask already taken off and her hair was laid over her left shoulder. And Swiss really really felt the urge to kiss her again. "Uh.. I", he cleared his throat and took off his helmet to place it on the table next to him. "I.. Can I.. try something out?" 

Aurora looked at him curiously, but nodded slowly, while he walked closer to her. he stroked her hair behind her hair and then placed his hand on her cheek. "I had to think about this the whole show now and I just want to try how this feels, without a mask and a whole crowd watching. Just you and me." Then he leaned down to her, and he just then realized again how tiny she was. It felt like an eternity to him until his lips finally touched hers. It was soft and restrained at first, but then she kissed him back and deepened the kiss a bit, while she placed one of her hands on his shoulder and the other on his arm. But after a few seconds, they broke the kiss anyway and she looked up at Swiss with a bright smile. "I wanted to do this for so long now."

He looked at her with a questioning brow raised. "Really?" "Oh don't play stupid, Multi. I've noticed your looks and it's not like I didn't watch you too." He smiled. "I like to hear that, tiny." "Don't call me tiny, asshead. You don't know what you brought yourself into with me." She pulled him closer again and teasingly bit his lip. "Not yet at least", she grinned and he felt his cheeks blush lightly, but tried to not let her notice too much. "I'd like to find out", he grinned back instead and pulled her back into another kiss.