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NSFW WARNING — MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. Will contain some NSFW. But mostly fluff.

“You're so pretty, Chrome.”

Through fluttering lashes, you looked up to find calm cerulean eyes already on you. With a quiet laugh, Chrome closes his eyes.

Warm fingers find themselves on your bare skin, on the side of your hips, slowly pulling your shirt up. You gasp at the sensation, a slow drag of Chrome's hips on yours.

“Not as pretty as you.”

On a quiet morning, before responsibilities would call you, you were long preoccupied underneath the comforts of your blanket. Weary legs tangled with another, tired hands curled on his chest, your heavy weight on top of Chrome—what a good morning, you thought.

Watching as dust settles on his eyelashes, the artificial light of Babylonia's sun on his eyes, your heart leaps at the beauty in front of you. As you intently watched his face, for a moment, you felt Chrome's cock throb inside of you, making you quietly moan. In the quiet atmosphere, Chrome wraps his arms around you. Without a warning, he effortlessly holds you as he puts you on top.

It took a while, albeit both of your sleepy states, until he finds you right on top of him. Perfectly contented with your current position, you exhale—settling your head on the crook of his neck.

“Mm...” Chrome mutters, lips finding the shell of your ear, “Good morning, Commandant.”

You giggle as he lightly blows on your ear. “Good morning, Chrome.”

“How are you this fine morning?”

His hand lightly brushes the side of your face, before placing it on your hair. Tangling a few strands in between the gaps of his fingers, massaging your scalp, running through until your hair spills on your back. You've liked it this way; gentle hands caressing you, gentle hands comfortably touching you.

“My sleep was great. However, as soon as I woke up, someone was quite needy today,” you hum, “So I couldn't leave him hanging.”

His chest rumbles with a low chuckle, your pussy fluttering around the cock that was buried inside of you. Although he hasn't moved, he fits you perfectly, snugly wrapped in your warm and leaky cunt. Chrome groans, before his free hand drags along the curve of your back.

“Really, must have been disturbing your free time, then?”

“Never,” you assure, “He never disturbs me.”

Such morning routines still remain the same, yet it still takes your breath away. You rise from your position, cerulean eyes watching you, before propping your hand on his chest, leaning onto him.

“So, Chrome, what are your plans today?”

Chrome thinks. And while he does, you watch him. Messy blonde bed hair, calculative cerulean irises that shone brighter than ever. Soft skin that feels so warm on your palm—Chrome has always been so perfect.

“I don't know yet. But I think you have plans already.”

“Really? Why do you think so?”

He lightly flicks your nose. “You're studying me.”

“Can I not study my handsome husband?”

He throbs. You moan softly. With a laugh, Chrome leans closer to you. “Using that word on me already, [Y/N]?”

It's not official — but sometimes, you like to imagine. “Well...I like the way it curls on my tongue.”

You point to your open mouth, muttering, “Hus. Band.”

“Does marriage cross your mind now, hm?”

You pause. Marriage, a union. Husband and wife. Such words are not foreign to you and Chrome, as you've already discussed those ideas. However, with the state of the world, you wonder if it was still valid for a union while everything else is falling apart.

“It does.” You said, “It has been a while now.”

You expected a laugh. But instead, he brings your hand to his mouth. Quietly, watching as he lightly kisses your thumb, your index, middle, and pinky fingers. Chrome doesn't break eye contact, lips pressed on the pad of your ring finger, on the tip of it, all the way down to the base.

You swallow. Two quiet breaths mingling in a bedroom. But it feels full somehow, a small smile on your lover's lips.

“Would you like to get married, my [Y/N]?”

Only a fool would decline such a proposal.

“I want to.” You grin, “I want to get married to you, Chrome.”

Chrome doesn't hesitate. Closing the gap in between the both of you, he kisses you like he's been depraved of water. Breathing through his nose, kissing you, hands holding you tightly.

And Chrome loves you. Loves you enough to pull away and let you breathe, loves you enough as your breathing mingles with his, and enough to make him crumble—

“My [Y/N],” he laughs, “You should have told me earlier.”

You giggle as you feel his hands slither back to your hips. “Only if you let me move now.”

But like the gentleman he is, he thrusts into you, grinning as he watches your expression.

“Let me take care of you instead, [Y/N].”

You could only hold onto him as Chrome starts to move, the slow drag of his cock along your quivering walls. In this position, you could feel him even deeper, toes curling as the tip constantly hits your sweet spot.

Chrome captures your lips as he ruts into you, your muffled moans and his audible groans. His hands tightly grasp your hips, the telltale of your orgasm impending.

“I love you,” he quietly whispers in your ear, in between battered breaths.

And you do. Holding onto his cheeks, “I love you, too, Chrome—”

His warmth, the fullness of him inside of you, and Chrome alone made you fall apart. Following you closely, ropes of cum painted your walls full. So much for a sensitive morning.

But still Chrome cradles you in his palm, nose rubbing yours. “Well...good morning again, Commandant.”

In the afterglow of the Babylonian sun, you smile at Chrome, “Good morning, Chrome.”

Somewhere in the room, a shiny piece of diamond glints prettily, hidden in a small box. Maybe at the right time.

A.N. - HI IM ALIVE YES

Been SUPER busy with school and real life responsibilities HUEHEUE

might be posting again soon aaaaa see u!!

— starry

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as long as Nikki doesn't cheat on me in Infinity Nikki 😒

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don't ever think for a second that I'm done talking about Lies of P! 😤😤 i just have a lot of interests, a busier student life, and bad time management skills. My love for Pino and the wonderfully crafted story of the game is still raw in my heart 💙☝🏽😤🔥🔥🔥💯💯💯💯

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dreamt about Qin Yi last night let's gooooooooooooo

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it's white day and i'm ovulating hide them from me

Alchemy Stars White Day illustration

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Alchemy Stars White Day illustration

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Grand Obsession 2? Please paper can you give us a Grand Obsession 2?

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tasting

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Valentine's Day means logging in to almost every gacha you play for the free gifts and or new voice lines

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Ooh fountain trio is so cute! 🥺

quick question, does the khux trio (ephemer/player/skuld) have an official unofficial name that the fans use a lot? like how we have the destiny trio, seasalt trio, and wayfinder trio?

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quick question, does the khux trio (ephemer/player/skuld) have an official unofficial name that the fans use a lot? like how we have the destiny trio, seasalt trio, and wayfinder trio?

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he looks like he's been slathered up in grease

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'Ingenuous, clueless and completely unfiltered' P headcanons [P x reader]

P would suddenly kiss a strand of your hair just to feel the scent and softness of it on his lips.

If you ever cried in front of him, he would collect your tears with his fingers and say something totally spontaneous like, "Are you crying... is it for me?"

As he gains humanity, your tears will have an increasingly profound impact on him, so much he would gently stroke your face welcoming them between his lips. You might hear him say softly, "Your tears... hurt."

When P is near you, he would want his heart to beat to have a tangible proof of his own emotion.

He would say something important like, "I'm in love with you," suddenly, sometimes even out of context, with a soft and subdued voice, just to let you know of this realization.

To your manifest emotion, he would respond with an innocent, "You're shaking. Did I say something wrong?"

If you ever showed sincere compassion and tenderness towards him, these feelings would make his mechanical heart race. Keep in mind that he will want to tell you immediately with embarrassing spontaneity, pressing your hand against his chest: "My heart is pounding. I think it's for you..."

Over time, he might hug you pressing you gently against his chest and whisper, "Listen... it's my heart beating for you."

At your first official meeting, he would introduce himself with a theatrical bow.

P is a great listener. He is interested in everything about you, especially your past, your emotions, and he loves it when you share them with him. He would stay for hours listening to you talk about your desires, your dreams, your pain. In the end, you would hear him murmur, "I feel... warmth."

As soon as he is able, P will smile every time he thinks of you or watches you do something, even the most mundane things. A kind and sweet smile that will melt your heart.

Sometimes you might catch him staring at you with the same vacant and distant look he had in the early stages of the game, but then he'll end up asking you: "What are you thinking?". It's not because he feels excluded from your world, but because he wants to absorb as much as he can about how your mind works.

Your touch relaxes him grandly so whenever you stroke his face or his hair he will end up muttering "Please more..." under his breath.

When you notice that his hair has turned grey, he will ask you with a frown, "Is it okay for you?" only because he is worried that this physical change will make you change your feelings towards him.

He is the boy who, if you were ever hurt, would watch over you all night long, making sure more than necessary that your heart is still beating.

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I'm going through my screenshots from the sanrio collab and this is so funny to me

"can't believe I'm bumping into Loen at the dessert shop like this" Why are we so conscious about him being there? 😅 like he's a pretty well-traveled person, literally the type of guy you shouldn't be surprised about running into at any time

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Intro post (maybe)

Pinning this here to remind myself to maybe put another little intro here or somethin

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I need Loen to give me the princess treatment badly

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Dancing with Loen

When Loen first reached out for your hand and asked you to dance, you might have clued in that something was up if you’d just picked up on that darn twinkle in his eye. But no, you legitimately thought he wanted to dance. Which meant that you were caught completely off guard when—instead of leading you into a single graceful spin—he kept twirling you around 2, 3, 4 more times in a row, without the slightest hint of slowing down.

“Oh my gosh, stoooop!”, you laughed, frustration and amusement both equally plain on your face. “You’re making me so dizzy!”

“Oh?” he replied with a smirk. “Well then. Glad to hear it’s working!”

“Why you…” you grumbled back at him as you muscled your way out from under his arm, before immediately collapsing in a fit of giggles when the dizziness made you stumble & fall straight back into his chest. Loen let out a long, genuine belly laugh when you did, enveloping you in a big bear hug that lasted long enough for you to comfortably calm yourself back down.

“Hey now”, he murmured after a while, “it’s not my fault you look so cute twirling around in that skirt.”

“Ugh.” You rolled your eyes at him, but couldn’t even really pretend to be annoyed… not with that huge grin plastered all over your face. “Well, you could have at least warned me. Besides, my hair is such a mess now…”

“Messy or not, you still look just as beautiful as ever to me.” He leaned in to give you a small kiss on top of your head, before whispering straight in your ear: “besides, why would I ever warn you about things like this when you look that adorable when you’re flustered?~”