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Can you please write something cute about Bi-Han and readers first date? Like i’d assume he’d go all out and want to be extra fancy with his extra ass .

He would thinks he loojs so cool in his little like low cut tank top showing off his arms SLUT, SLUT BEHAVIOR HES VEING A WHORE A NO GOOD WHORE

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Bi-Han fluff and um viewer discretion advised you give him a KISS at the end

Bi-Han has asked you to accompany him tonight for a meal at Madam Bo’s

When you accepted, he knew he had to show you how respectable he is

Some would say he radiates pure power, dominance, and testosterone

But you showed patience and kindness, and you were so much softer than him

You deserved better- that much was clear to anyone

But he could be that better, could be a good partner

So before the night, he asked subtle questions to make sure he left a good impression on you

What your favorite scent Is- so he could buy that in a cologne

What your favorite flower Is, so he could leave them infront of your door the following morning

These things just come naturally to him- knowing how to court you

Perhaps he is a true charmer deep down, a lover boy of sorts

Only after he had finished his duties he assigned himself the task of thinking of things to flaunt to you

A balanced life, work, train, then leave something at your doorstep

An action some would see as cowardly, but he just doesn’t have time to stick around..

But tonight was different, he had time. he had all the time in the world

You looked so pretty, much nicer than him

Well, he looked like a strong, respectable, and dominant man

But you looked so soft- happy

You smile at him, waving

It wasn't supposed to be anything fancy, but more casual

Well maybe he made it a little fancy

But that's only maybe

He guides you throughout the restaurant

A sweet gesture he didn't even think about, but you seem to be receptive

When you talk to him you aren’t even nervous, it’s like you enjoy it- or something preposterous like that

He even makes a few jokes, it's nice

Like you both are normal, causal people on a date

Maybe the title doesn't matter outside of the Artik, the need for respect and regard may not be as important either

The only thing that really means anything right now is you- and him too, but mainly you

And you're enjoying yourself

Enjoying yourself with him, he's making you enjoy you're self

He finds your laugh to be quite satisfying

Because he is making you laugh

It is calm and favorable, even with people around

You share a slice of cake with him

Before he didn't like cake, but right now it fastest much better than he ever remembered

Sweet, but nice

Comforting perhaps?

He doesn't know

But it went well, you let him walk you to your room

No one is outside their chambers- because it is past curfew

But you two are out

A kiss is shared outside your door, a quick small one

Flowers are left outside your door the next morning

Maybe another kiss will be shared- inside your room next time

He wonders if you liked it

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Did you notice I made my own tag? Daisy writes 💕



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hiii🌚🌚 you should totally make a little thing where we’re running from danny during a trial and get stuck in a window while trying to vault and yk.. he fucks us from behind and it’s like a “help me step bro i’m stuck🥺” kinda position yk HEHEHE 😈😈😈

Sorry i fell off the face of the earth for a few days i had to like idk reset myself ☆(≧∀≦*)ﾉ

Never say step bro I'm stuck again I'm not even joking I'll block you, Stinky

Danny Johnson NSFW, raw, has no aftercare, and a little plot but mainly smut, he’s MEAN (cannon bc because he murders people), um actually he's also COCKY (cannon bc he kills people), and he calls you piggy ( cannon because he likes horror and that is a black Christmas reference) knife stuff

Fog whisps around you as you are forced into another trial. Another day another round. Is it day, or is it night? You may never find the answer.

The entity is cruel in your clothing, a skirt to your mid-thigh, and a button down. Nothing to keep in the warmth. Nothing to hide you from the reality that is the cold red forest.

You think your teammates must all be together- not including you, because a generator is done at lightning speed. Then you hear guttural screams, plural, also at lightning speed. Maybe you shouldn't get them, you'll too just die. Survival of the fittest. They won't remember the trial if you let them die, it's like they have a reset- or something.

You're crouching, lurking, and waiting. Not for long, as The Ghostface jumps out at you.

‘Boo’

He's snickering and taunting you. Mocking the screams of your now-fallen teammates.

A jungle gym is in sight, if you abuse the window and stun him, perhaps the hatch could be located. Maybe you're too tubby, or maybe because the entity is against you, but the window gets blocked from the top halfway through. You do not make it, you are stuck.

He’s snorting and making animal noises behind you.

‘What’s the entity feeding you that you can’t get through the windows?’

‘Oh, it’s blocked.’

He grabs your thighs and tries to pull you out. However, his pullout game must be weak as you do not budge.

He keeps his hands on your thighs as he whistles.

‘Can you not get out?’

‘No?’

‘Does this happen a lot?’

‘First time actually’

You're shivering, it's too much. He's too casual about it.

‘I could cut you in half and play magician, that would be rather amusing ’

‘Please don't’

‘Do you have something else in mind, piggy?’

Nothing. Actually, you're crying a little, but you don't say anything.

He starts to coo and awe at your noises, rubbing and kneading your ass.

He goes around to your other side and pulls out his camera. You’re a mess. Wiping away tears from your cheeks and eyes.

‘That's it. Perfect. That's the picture I'll keep of you.’

He’s taking a couple photo’s. More than needed. Maybe he likes it when you cry, the glossy kind of look.

‘Just me and you babe, whatever will we do?’

He snaps the band on your panties. You just realize nothing is left to his imagination from where he is now standing again.

‘Are you scared?’

‘A little’

There isn't any reason to tell the truth or lie to him. But you think he likes it when you're scared, something kinky.

The cold plastic of his mask is pressed into your ass. He's sniffing you..?

You can feel the squeeze of his hands on your thighs, groaning into them.

He takes off the mask, not that you can him. But the feel of his warm tongue is enough to assume he took it off.

But that's not the only thing to come off, as he slips off your panties as well.

Spreading open your folds, you can hear the shudder of the camera as he takes pictures of your pussy.

You know it's wet, it was dripping on your underwear. What lewd photos he now will have. Blackmail material?

He begins sucking on your clit, shoving his face into you.

Messy, unplanned, and purely out of want.

That's not how Danny usually went. Besides all the times he did things out of rage, like the laser tag incident..

After he's mixed his spit into your cunt, he's ready.

Pulling up his cloak and pulling down his pants, he stares at you.

You're pretty. And you have a nice ass.

Maybe you would make a good girlfriend, maybe.

But he just wants to fuck you right now, really hard

He pumps himself before sliding in.

He's thick, but also kinda lean?

You're shaking again, this is much too abrupt for you

Pinching your leg, he pulls out his blade.

‘A little blood never hurt anyone, right?’

He starts to cut into your thigh. His thrust growing more erotic

Putting the knife away, he smacks the place he just sliced up

Yelping, you start to cry, again.

‘I like that- you crying. Sob for me’

‘You're doing good, do you like merely laying there as you get violated? This could happen to anyone, whore or not. Does that scare you?’

A rhetorical question, he just wants you to cry while he scratches your bleeding leg.

He starts to rub your clit, whipping his knife out again.

‘Where do you want me to put my signature?’

‘It hurts- stop, please..’

Caving GF into your back is a blur to both of you, as he is still occasionally slapping your body around while thrusting considerably too hard

He pulls out and cums all over your wounds, covering them slightly in semen.

‘People would be shaking if they saw this. Are you shaking because of me?’

You didn't even realize you weren't stuck anymore. Only after you fell backward you realized.

‘I'm going to let you go back. But I want you to tell them what I did to you- scare them. Let them know they are not safe from me.’

‘Okay, I promise, I'll tell them’

He picks you up and walks around with you clinging to him.

When you are near the hatch, he puts you down.

‘A picture- for you, to keep’

He's sitting with you on the ground, keeping you in his lap. Putting his face right next to yours- actually, you don't remember when he put the mask back on. You didn't get to see his face.

The light hurts, but he gives you a little polaroid with the two of you face to face, cheek to cheek.

It would be cute if he didn't just cut up your legs

Tucking the photo into your bra, he drops you into the hatch. How kind of him.

He waves goodbye, you do not wave back.

It wasn't bad, it was just a lot. Rushed? Scary? Harmful?

Kinda hot, but you really hope he doesn't keep those photos. For blackmail reasons..

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the way that the reader kills themself in almost all the angst fics is just so hilarious to me and i love it 😭😭 i absolutely adore your writing btw! <33

LMAO it's my outro, thank you for enjoying my stories <3

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Im ngl I feel like Johnny is right. Bi Han do got stinky breath😭(its ok bc its Bi Han) but he blows his breath and all I hear is the spongebob stink sound and Readers just like “☹️did you brush your teeth?”

HELP

Stinky

Bi-Han fluff

Hygiene has to be his weakness or something

If you asked him, though, he has no weaknesses

But the odor that radiates from him would prove he is wrong

It truly has a fowl smell, gag-worthy

You lay in bed with him, head to head, nose to nose, eyes shut

An intimate moment- ruined when he opens his mouth

He's blowing hair out of your face, it should be cute, but you stifle

Your body retracts away from him

‘What, Why are you rolling away from me?’

‘Did you brush your teeth?’

‘Tonight? I haven't yet’

‘Today..?’

He sits in thought, maybe he didn't

‘Do not be ridiculous, of course I did.’

Frowning, you shake your head

‘Do not lie to me. I know you have to be lying’

‘Is it bad?’

‘horrendous’

‘How could that be? It can not be that bad’

‘Maybe you have kidney stones- or a disease’

‘I am not riddled with diseases. You must be being dramatic’

‘Your tongue is white. I think it's you

He doesn't speak to you for the rest of the night

Then he gets one of those tongue scrapers and his breath is fresh, good, minty

God I know he stinky

Freak

Probably doesn't shower after he works out to keep the testosterone pumping or something 

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Not a question, but damn, I love your angst fanfictions, they are a real find among many of the same type! All the characters in them have a lot of realistic emotions, which makes it even more interesting for me to read it 🤩

Thank you thank you 💕 I know a lot of other writers have much more practice and more experience when it comes to this but I’m glad to hear mine stick out to you 🎀

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“To everyone I've loved and everyone I haven't even met”

Female reader, Bi-Han angst, bi-han cheating, you kill yourself not really

The night is cold and cruel

It feels more like a disease, or punishment for being alive during the day

Maybe that's it’s true reasoning for coming around every night

Letting people get away with horrendous crimes and distasteful acts

For what is not shown in the light gets no penalty or justice

Nothing matters when it is dark

It doesn't count- not now, not tomorrow night

Not when you are blind

Soft whispers and even softer moans come from his bedroom

With someone who is not his wife

Someone else, someone younger

His wife is off taking care of her child- their child

A child who is not a man, but a young boy

An impressionable boy

A boy who will not know his father, but the man who is responsible for his birth

The man who will show no mercy when pushing him to his limits

And no empathy when he breaks

A man of the night, one who only knows the cold and cruel nature it brings

Someone who takes and is too afraid to give

One who gives in to desires much too easily

Maybe he will be destined to be just like him like he was to be for his own father

But how could he turn out like him when he is hardly around?

How could he even be like him When he has to tend to other matters, not just training until he feel fatigue

Perhaps it's nature over nurture

He knows how soft the world can be

Feeling the warmth of the day on his skin, the kindness of the morning

But also knowing how his mother weeps when he is supposed to be asleep

Sobbing because of his father

Her husband

And the man he is supposed to become

Maybe he doesn't have to be him

He can be someone better, more understanding

Someone who isn't his father, someone else

He is not his father

He is not his father

He is not his father

He is his father

But his son is his Mother

His mother is his wife

And his wife is not in bed with him

His wife isn't in bed with Him because he can not be satisfied with what he has

When his wife finds out she will never be enough, she will take it out on herself

And when his son finds out his mother has hung her body, he will forever hold that resentment against his father

But for now that has not happened

It is night now

The night is cold and cruel

You should know this by now

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WAITTTT…..Bi Hans baefy has him wrapped around their finger so what about Bi Han introducing him to the earthrealm crew like Johnny and Kung Lao and yknow Johnny being Johnny tryna get in them panties so Bi Han starts going off on him and reader is just like “don’t do that” and whispers something in his ear so he just hangs his head low and begrudgingly apologizes

Beefy man with beefy arms

DOWN BOY DOWN

Bi-Han being silly (he was upset), fluff (??)

Holding hands, you walk with Bi-Han and his brothers to a place you have yet to be

He changes his hand placement, putting it on the small of your back instead

They're there for a meeting but brought you along to keep him sane

However, before the meeting, a few people wanted to see you

Was it that shocking he could possess feelings for another soul? Perhaps

They are diverse, to say the least

A blind swordsman, who is quite nice

A humble hero

A not humble not hero

And a movie actor

A cocky movie actor, but he is a friend of Tomas’s, so you can not say much

But he has a lot to say, too much one would enunciate

‘Damn baby, you might have to give me mouth-to-mouth because you just took my breath away’

A crude, disgusting comment that does not need to be heard through your pure ears

That's what was going through Bi-Hans head

‘You imbecile, such- such fowl words. Do not talk to her like that, as you have no respect behind your words.’

He's fuming, steam is practically coming from his ears

You put a hand on his shoulder

‘Don't, it's not worth your time. He should not be riling you up this much.’

What you say is true, but a feeling of pride is also running through your thoughts at his immediate defense of you

He grunts like some caveman, maybe it is code for something you haven't figured out yet

After staring at Johnny for a good minute, he formulates something

‘My..apologies for lashing out Cage. Please understand I did not mean offense in my words’

‘I get it, I would say the same thing, man. We're cool’

he cackles, slapping his knee as he quickly defuses the situation

Do you think he has ill intentions? Not at all, he's just a guy trying to lighten things with awful jokes and pickup lines

Maybe you could shed that light on Bi-Han later, show him your perspective

He likes it when you do that, talk to him

Maybe it's not obvious, but he loves talking

To you at least

Late-night chats as he lays his head on your thighs

But right now he just wants to get everything over with, and that's fine

It's fine now, no harm is done and no one is upset and saying something about it

The rest of the day goes smooth

You talk to Bi-Han when the time is right

And he sees your view on it, and you see his. He feels better after the talk

He handled it well, you're proud of him

What should have happened 😔🎀

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Me when I get a 4k.... jus sayin...

I got a new phone so I can take pictures of my traditional drawings :333

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How about writing a slow dance between the Lin Kuei brothers x reader?

I only did. Bi-Han and Tomas bc um no offense or like anything but I can’t write for Kuai #1 and I’m also a Bi-Han glazer til I die #2 so no Kuai and i really wanted to like try to make them in character so Bi-han Waltz with you (that is considered a low dancing) and you do the polka with Tomas

You know, like that one EdSheran song

Bi-Han and Tomas fluff

Bi-Han

You’re leaning your head on his shoulder while in his office

A record player is playing some older love songs, something you would see in Your mother and father dance to

‘I like this song, have you heard it before?’

‘No, I haven't’

He doesn't pick up on anything you are putting down, he's a little clueless

‘It's a song you waltz to, do you know how to waltz?’

‘No, do you want to show me?’

‘I would be honored’

After a short summary of how to move your feet, you try to do it with him

He’s a lot better than you, like he’s done this before..

‘You’re good at this, better than me at least’

‘That is not saying much’ 

He spins you around and kisses your head

‘We do well together’

‘I guess it’s meant to be’

‘It seems that way’

You let him continue his work while you listen to music with him

It's peaceful, calming

He hums along to a couple of songs but for the most part, you are just spending time together

He would never tell you but he knew how to waltz, but he wanted you to show him. It felt nice to have someone take the time to try to teach him something. It was domestic

Tomas

Tomas was teaching you how to polka, and you were determined to do it right

It was more complicated than more common dances, but it was a nice

He started slow for you, he wanted you to enjoy his culture

It felt intimate like he was opening up to you, showing you his interest and likes

And you accept it, accepted him

He whispers quiet praises into your ear, smiling while he teaches you

Maybe it was silly to most people but he started to cry

Not a lot, but you looked so pretty and you were trying for him

You were learning a dance you would never use just for him

Just to make him happy

And you kept dancing with him, you let Him cry

It was nice

Quiet and personal

He loved these moments with you- when he could just enjoy them

It was a break from reality. A pause from the cruel world

Soft hands on skin. Murmurs kept between each other. Two lovers together again.

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hi again 😋 can i request reader giving bi-han the silent treatment after a disagreement or bi-han just being bi-han 😭 and when it’s time for bed they decide to sleep on the couch or in a separate room and that’s when he’s had enough and demands for them to talk and pulls the grandmaster card🫣😋 sorry if this was all over the place LMFAO

No, because you're on to something with that. It was not all over the place btw 🎀

Obey your GrandMaster

Bi-han angst to fluff

It’s late again tonight when Bi-Han returns to his room. You’ve been waiting hours after he said he would return. Everything is neat and orderly, and you hate it. You hate how you clean things in preparation for him, wait for him- and nothing. Maybe you actually hate how you let him ignore you just for you to follow him around until he sees you.

You’re like a dog- or rather something more vile. A rodent would be more fitting. You are small compared to him. He is much more respectable, powerful, and well-known than you. He is a well-dressed businessman and you are a rat that is following him around begging for a morsel. A crumb to satisfy your raging hunger that is the need to feel seen. But he won’t see you, he won’t even know about the problem. It could be plastered across every poster and billboard but he wouldn’t see it. Maybe he can’t fix your problem. Maybe you would have to accept that and find someone who could.

Then the door to the room opens. He comes inside and walks towards you. You aren’t excited, you feel a little sad that you can’t wallow and pout anymore. He runs his fingers through your hair and immediately leaves to go to the shower.

When he returns you frown and catch him before he goes to sleep.

‘I want to talk’

‘Okay, we can talk’

‘You don’t have time for me anymore. You don’t touch me, talk to me, kiss me. Are we even together?’

‘Do not speak to me that way. We are together. I do touch you. And I do kiss you. Where is this coming from?’

‘You only acknowledge me when I beg you to. These things don’t come to you naturally. I can’t just act like it doesn’t hurt me- like you don’t hurt me when you can’t even face me when you go to sleep’

‘You are being outrageous, I do not have time for these- these silly accusations’

‘I can't deal with this right now. Goodnight.’ you are leaving the room now.

‘Where do you think you're going?’

Nothing is said. You walk out and go to the couch. Fluffing up one of the decretive pillows, you lay down and close your eyes. He comes out a few minutes after you leave. He didn't think you would actually sleep somewhere else for the night.

‘You are being absurd, get back to bed. It is late.’

Nothing once again. It clicks for him that you are ignoring him. He is getting the silence treatment for not compromising.

‘You dare ignore me?’

Crickets.

‘I demand you to answer me.’

He can huff and puff all he wants, you are staying firm on your talking strike.

‘Obey your Grandmaster, retaliation will be met with punishment’

He is standing infront of you now, one hand gripping your jaw. He's squeezing your cheeks. Now you're crying. He picks you up and carries you to bed.

‘I..will not be punishing you if that's what is troubling you..’

‘Did you listen to anything I said earlier?’You cough out through sobs.

‘I am at an understanding you need me to provide more for you. If that is what upsets you I will try to make it part of my day to spend an hour with you.’

‘Thank you..’ you sniffle

He wraps his arms around you and you are on top of him. Your head is under his chin, and his nose is in your hair. It feels nice to be held, to feel his love. He's trying, you're trying, and it’s enough. You're enough for him. And he's enough for you.

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Hey so Tumbler wants to silence me and not let me edit any post so idl how long it'll take for it to work 😕

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there's a bot in j.ai that's a order of darkness!johnny and gjjshs

what if Titan Shang Tsung gave him a 'Prize' for being a loyal follower

Prize: a bunny reader.

This one was silly so I js did like whatever bc like I was also silly so like I hope you like it >.< he would prob give you a pink juicy couture collar btw 🎎

Little bunny foo foo

Johnny Cage angst DUB con Umm I guess if you’re a little messed up you could say fluff and comfort, afab

Your value to your master- Shang Tsung, must have been either very little or plenty as he gave you away. To no stranger, but a good friend of his. A prize to be shown and displayed. Johnny Cage. Did he even know your name? You knew his name, you had to. This was a rude awakening, you were now very aware that you were a toy to be played with.

When he took you home, he had a little room for you. Pretty and clean, with light pink accents. There was a big bed, vanity, and a closet. It was nice, it was more than what you had before.

‘This is all yours baby. Tell me how much you like it’

You smile at him but you are no stranger to receiving gifts only to have to give something in return.

‘Its very lavish, thank you for the thought into it’

He picks you up and places you on the bed. Pulling something out of his pocket, he wraps his hands around your neck.

‘Stay still for me gorgeous’

Then a collar is snapped around your neck. A pretty pink one with gems and a ribbon.

You're sitting on his lap, and he's kissing your face.

‘Do you like it? Tell me you like it.’

He's holding your face too tight, it hurts.

‘I like it, thank you sir’

He kisses your cheeks a final time, he lays you on the bed. Then he starts to play with your ears, rubbing and scratching them. You can't remember the last time someone has touched you, let alone so intimately.

‘I spent a lot of money on you, just for you’

You know, he keeps telling you…

‘Thank you, I am truly grateful you did this for me’

‘Do you want to show me how great full you are?’

Oh

You're silent, a little scared, and you don't know what to do

‘I'll be gentle, I can tell you're sensitive..’

He starts to take off your clothes, and you don't stop him. Not because you want to, but there isn't a point. He's stronger than you and holds more power. You are nothing compared to him. You are nothing but a prize.

After you are completely bare, he starts to play with your nipples

‘You ever had a man touch you like this?’

Shaking your head, you whimper into the bed. It feels good, but you feel disgusting. You’re letting him touch you. Letting him take away the only thing that was truly yours, your innocent.

After pulling down his pants, he takes out his cock. He spits on his dick, stroking his spit all over it. Then, without a warning, or much of anything, he thrust him in. His pace is brutal, and it hurts.

‘It hurts, it hurts..’

‘Shh, I know babe, just give it a minute’

After a minute your slick helps the pain, but you are crying now. He's splitting you open and you are crying on his cock.

‘Feel good yet?’

‘Yes, sir..’

A lie, it feels far from good. But then he starts to rub your clit, and you grind your hips into him.

‘You like that?’

‘Mhm..’

You did, but everything was happening too fast. His thrust now turned sloppy. And he comes into you, lying on top of your now limp body. You didn't come, but he probably didn't notice or care.

‘God babe, you feel good, real good’

After he pulls out, he sees the small speckles of blood on your thighs and his dick.

‘You're so lucky I was your first, no one else would have made you feel that good’

‘Thank you..’

He slaps your ass turning you over on your stomach. Smashing his face into your thighs, he plays with your tail, blowing on it and messing with it.

This is your life now, a sex doll. A deformed, lowlife, nobody sex doll. At least until he gets bored and tosses you away. You will forever be a dumb bunny, with a dumb reason to live, and an even dumber backstory. You are nothing. You are only what people say you are. A prize. An accessory.

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🫡 I will send in a request for some Bi-Han angst. Let’s do one where reader and Bi Han are in an argument (as couples do) and reader says something that’s very true (like idk he’s too quick to anger) And this causes a reaction out of him. And of course, being a stinky sexy angry man, he ends up lashing out in anger. And OOP- ice shards come flying towards reader, (the cold never bothered me anyway) cutting her cheek and slashing her forearm, along with a few other scrapes. Bi Han realizes she’s actually fucking RIGHT and showers reader with love, praise, and begins helping with her wounds. (Fluffy? Apology sex maybe 🤔)

WAIT WAIT THINK THINK BRAIN BLAST THIS IS REALLY AMAZING

Enough Anna..I SAID ENOUGH o(≧口≦)o

Bi-Han angst to fluff to sex 🤯 afab

‘Do you even for once want to think about how I feel about this? Because if you took a second to even talk to me half of your problems wouldn’t exist.’

His back is turned from you as he washes the blood out of one of his uniforms

‘Why won’t you look at me, I want to talk to you but you make it so, so hard. Can you even look at me, can you handle looking at me?’

‘Wouldn’t you like that? For me to just look at you and change everything about me. This is who I am, and you can either acknowledge that or continue to live in ignorance.’

‘But this isn't who you are. You are making rash and unusual decisions. I'm worried you are going to do something you'll regret immensely. You're quick to rage and you know that.’

He whips around, ice coming from his arm going towards you

‘What would you know about being Grandmaster? I am helping my clan- my people. They are thriving and are respected because of me.’

You don't hear what he says as your arms go up to protect your face and stomach from the ice shards.

They slice through your skin with ease, going through your forearm and shoulder. One even skims your cheek

It was only after his speech that Bi-Han noticed what he had done, a rash, and unusual decision that he immediately regretted.

But he doesn't make a move to go toward you, he just stands there in shock

However, you move, you move away from him quite quickly

‘Come back here. I meant no harm in my actions.’

You do not come back. You run off to the nurses

When the sky turns dark and inflicts its symptoms of the night- drowsiness, and the need for another to be by your side as you rest; you are no where to be seen

He knows it would be better to find you himself

So he wonders around until he finds you, bandaged up and sitting on a bench

‘I have been looking for you’

You look in his direction

‘Why didn't you come back’

‘You know why’

‘Please come back’

He's frowning, more than usual

‘Please?’

‘Please’

You get up, slowly walking to him

‘What do you need me to do to get you to come back?’

‘I don't know Bi-Han, everything hurts and I'm injured. I don't know if I want to come back.’

‘I’ll carry you back if you would like’

‘You’ll carry me back?’

You sound amused but he looks serious

He picks you up bridal style and starts to walk back to his room

‘You can’t just change for a day and expect me to forgive you. I don't think you'll keep up with this.’

‘With what?’

‘Being nice to me.’

He doesn't say anything to that.

After he returns to his room, he sits you on the bed

‘You are dirty’

‘Yes, I am.’

‘How do I help you clean, with your bandages?’

‘I need to take them off first, then put on new ones after’

‘So it's fine if you clean your wounds in the bath?’

‘Yes’

‘Okay..’

He takes you to his bathroom, carefully undressing you

‘Ow-’

‘Did I hurt you, What did I do?’

‘My shirt, you took it off too fast. My shoulder isn't looking good, I can just take off my own clothes..’

He shakes his head, pulling you onto his lap

‘I will be more gentle. Where else do I need to be wary of?’

‘It's just my upper body, everything else is mostly fine’

After removing your clothes, he turns on the water

Keeping you on his lap, he strokes your hair with one hand, and the other is wrapped around your waist

‘Feel the water, is that temperature okay with you?’

‘That's fine’

He slips you in, holding onto your chest rather than your arms

‘I am regretful of my earlier treatment of you. Will you let me show you I am sorry?’

‘Depends, how do you plan on showing me you didn't mean to harm me?’

‘You will see’

After bathing you, he sits you on his bed

‘Where do I need to wrap you?’

‘Shoulder and arm, anything else is fine being left alone’

He's slow and cautious when treating you, knowing you are vulnerable

You sit there naked and shivering as a man, much gruff, holds you

‘Does that feel secure?’  

‘Yes, thank you’

‘I am..sorry’

‘I know’

He frowns, squeezing your cheeks with one of his hands

You return this act, cupping his face with one of your hands

When you think he's leaning in to kiss you, he just presses his forehead against yours

‘I want to make you feel good’

‘How do you plan to do that?’

He's in between your thighs, slowly laying down so his head is on your cunt

Oh

With a little kitten lick, he starts to work on your clit

His hands are gripping your thighs as you have a hold of his hair

Slipping in two fingers, he starts to pump them in and out of your warm pussy

One of his hands wonders onto your chest and plays with your nipple

Then he starts to thrust his tongue into your vagina, his fingers now playing with your clit

The pace is fast and hard, and he's grinding into the bed

His nose is stimulating you along with his fingers, its too much

You don't ask him to stop though, that doesn't even cross your mind

With another suck to your clit your hips stutter and you squirt into his mouth

He licks it up, even lapping at your pussy to try to get more

Sighing into the bed, he rides out your orgasm

When he doesn't stop though, your thighs clench around his head on instinct

Pulling away, he wipes his lips

‘Did you feel good?’

‘Yes Bi-Han, thank you’

‘Do you still hold what happened earlier against my character?’

‘I won't just forget what happened, but I don't hate you for it’

You run your fingers through his hair as he lays his head on your chest

‘Okay..’

‘I love you, I hope you know that’

‘Thank you..��

You kiss his head and you both doze off, what happened earlier doesn't matter right now

Nothing matters right now, it's okay

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So I usually request fluff or angst but im feeling like a lil dare devil rn 😈 (eww LFMAO) so smut time. So like its about to be Bi Hans first time and reader is undressing but his mom walks in so Bi Han and reader just standing there in they birthday suit and his mom is like “oh wow. Um, be safe” 😭 and like Tomas and Kuai Liang heres about it and REFUSES to let him live😭like everytime he he tries to yell at them they like “Hey don’t you remember mom walking in on you and your girlfriend” and shut his ass up real fast 😭

HELP?? do you think he would call his seamen icecream

Bi-Han, we’re holding an intervention because we’re worried about you..

Bi-Han fluff, smut (?), uhhh idk just Bi-Han :3

It was late at night and you had just snook into Bi-Han’s room. It's cold and you both are feeling up each other. You're holding the back of his head and he's smashing his face into yours. He doesn't really know what he's doing, but you don't mind.

He's dry-humping you on his bed, grunting into your mouth. His hands make their way up your shirt and he's groping your breast. He loves everything about you. Especially when you let him slip his tongue into your mouth whenever it was the two of you, though.

Tonight he was feeling some type of way as he slipped off your pants. Then slipped off his pants..

‘Are you..are you okay with this?’

‘I'm fine. You look pretty nervous though’

‘I've never done this before’

‘Really? Me neither, we don't have to though’

‘I want to. But only if you want to’

You pull him down to kiss him again. He groans into it and grinds into you.

The knock at his door is unheard as Tomas and Bi-Hans mother open the door. She quickly covers Tomas’s eyes with a mortified look on her face.

‘Bi-Han, we’ve talked about having your girlfriend over..’

He says nothing as he quickly covers you and his mom shuts the door.

Rubbing his face, he groans and lets his body fall back onto his pillow.

You're staring at him, and now he's staring at you.

‘Maybe I should just sneak back out..’

‘You're abandoning me?’

‘I can't look at Tomas or your mother after this, good luck though’

With that, you leave. Your relationship does not falter, though, as even as Grandmaster, you still are his right-hand man. You don't have to sneak into his room through his window or worry about being seen

Except for when you go into his bedroom. If his brothers see you enter, they will snicker and exchange glances. Nothing will change the fact his little brother and mother had to sit him down and tell him to stop sneaking in people, but with time you feel a little better about it.

You were told he had an intervention that night, you’re glad you left when you did.

That didn’t stop him as you kept your close bond, nothing stopped him from you. That’s what you liked about him, that’s why you stayed.

Idk how to end this 🎀

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Hello!!! I don't know if it's possible, I thought of something. Syzoth forcing his girlfriend Y/n to get pregnant and she doesn't want to, in such a twisted way that he calls her by the name of his deceased wife, the yandere style cele and when the baby is born he names him after his deceased son and lives a distorted reality . I imagine him wanting to raise and continue raising his girlfriend in the hope that his child will be "reborn" but it doesn't work. A lot of psychological torture and rudeness in bed.

Yes or no, thank you❤️❤️

This one was very fun 😆

Why are you upset? You wanted this..

zyzoth, noncon, then dub-con, then angst no comfort, then very poor comfort, dead dove do not eat, um his wife’s name is Zarina :3, and then you kill yourself at the end!!

When you were invited into Syzoths home, you were more than appreciative. Words couldn't describe how special you felt to be allowed not only into his safe place- but also into his arms. He held you throughout the nights, whispering sweet words into your ears. He held you tight, you never felt unwelcome. Even when he would put his hand on your stomach when you would sleep with him and whine about having a child with you, you weren't afraid he would ever hurt or leave you.

He did not feel the same, though. He would become irate and clingy when it was the two of you. Not letting you out of his sight, not letting you leave him. It was a small, not-that-bad, kind of problem. The attention was nice and you didn't mind reassuring him.

But he became aggressive soon enough. When he would make love to you, he wouldn't pull out. He would simply latch onto your mouth to stop any of your protests. You weren't allowed to take any birth control either, they were full of chemicals and harsh substances for your body.

‘If you loved me, you would let me have this’

That was his excuse for wanting to have sex every night, even some mornings. Most of the time he wouldn't ask though, he would just slip in whenever. No meant no, but it didn't matter what you wanted. He wanted a son and he was going to make you bore a son.

If you ever tried to resist or struggle he would pin you down or hurt you. Whether it was scratching or biting, he was still hurting you. It wasn't anything serious, but he would use force when he saw fit. It would be better if you would just submit.

He likes to use his true form, he says it feels better. But it hurts you much more. He's thicker and longer, even adorning some bumps and ridges. Not to mention when he would put his arm around your head to stop you from moving while humping into you.

Whenever he finished he would moan out another woman's name and bite your shoulder. His acts were purely that of lust and his own needs. You were now always sore and nervous, constantly being filled by him. You were not graced with a resting period, it was just constant breeding.

Then he started to be much more gentle after weeks of constant yelling, biting, scratching, and accusing. He would bathe you, feed you, and even stop forcing you to ‘mate’ with him in the middle of the night. He would go back to cooing into your ear about your non-existent child.

‘You're doing well, I know you will be a good mother Zarina’

‘Who?’

Whenever you questioned him he would squeeze you until you apologized. Maybe even scratch your arms or bite your shoulder.

He began to overfeed you until you were gaining weight rapidly. Fish, rice, milk, and even bugs. When he brought out a plate of maggots one night you threw up and cried. He wasn't mad, he just cleaned you up and kissed away your tears.

‘Why are you upset, is the baby kicking?’

He would lay his head on your stomach and tell you about all the things he heard. It would range from your son's heartbeat to his giggles, and even him saying words.

‘I'm so glad you are here with me, carrying our child. I promise to keep both of you safe.’

You couldn't just leave him, there was something clearly wrong. But you aren't sure how much more you can take, it has been months now.

‘He is surely bound to be born soon, I will put together a nest for him. Where did you want to give birth?’

You knew you couldn't give him what he wanted, and that scared you. What he would do when you didn't give birth was beyond you. But you just went along with what he did.

Until you finally couldn't, you were constantly breaking down crying, and crawling away from him. However he would just pick you up and curl around you, licking your tears up.

When he went away to provide food for you, you were able to locate a mirror. He wasn't barbaric, he had a nice house. A little more woody and earthy, but it was nice. It had the essentials, a kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom. And in that bathroom, a mirror.

Hitting against the mirror until it had little shards at your disposal, you picked one up. Stabbing yourself repeatedly into your stomach. Then with the final coup-de-grace, you sink it deep into your eye socket.

He would find both you and his son dead when he got home. Perhaps he was never meant to be a dad. Maybe it was him, or maybe it was you. The person who took away his chance to be happy again.

He mourned and cried for you, but to him, it just felt like his wife. You would never have been a replacement, maybe he needs to look again. Maybe he needs to try again for a better ending.

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Are you fine writing child!reader? Not in a romantic way, as in a character is their parent

Yes yes, I'm fine with that 🎀

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Can you write about Bihan and reader's first time but Bihan is very nervous and worried that he might hurt the reader because he is much stronger and taller than the reader?

Sweet then spicy

Are you sure this is okay?

Bi-Han smut, fluffy, afab

You were cuddling with Bi-Han on his bed

It was soft, and there were many blankets just for you to keep warm when you would sleepover

You had your own room, but that didn't stop you from finding your way into his bed

He's in between your legs on top of you, pressing kisses to your cheeks

It feels like he is hovering over you, though, rather than laying

Returning his kisses, you start to make out

His tongue slips into your mouth and you grind your hips into him

One of your hands is on the back of his neck, one slipping off your pants

He too starts to undress, but it isn't until you are both in undergarments that he starts to look nervous

‘I..have not done this before..’

‘Neither have I, is this okay? We don't have to’

‘I’m okay I just- I don't know’

He shifts in his place, his hands on your chest, needing your breast

‘I'm scared I won't be able to be gentle..’

‘What do you mean?’

‘Look at me, I'm much too big for you. Too big and rough’

He keeps needing your breasts while he looks at the bedding and blankets

‘Bi-Han..’

‘I want to do this, I do. But I want to make you feel good. I am not sure if I'm capable of that..’

‘Bi-Han you are very much capable of making me feel good. Every day, you make me feel good’

He looks at you, his eyes shiny with a hint of uncertainty

‘You will tell me when you want to stop. And if I am hurting you.’

‘I will tell you if I want to stop or if you hurt me’

‘Okay..’

You hold out your pinky for him to interlock with, a promise to tell him

He wraps his pinky around yours, squeezing your other hand for extra reassurance

Then he takes off his boxers

But when he's about to take off your panties, he pauses to squeeze you're hips

‘You're very beautiful, I'm grateful for you allowing me to see you like this’

‘I am sure there are many women who would kill to be in my position. But non the less it’s nice to nice for the both of us to be together’

He slowly takes off your undergarments, feeling up your now bare skin

Putting his fingers in your cunt, he stretches you out slightly

After a minute, he pulls them out

‘Do you feel fine, ready?’

‘I think so’

He lines himself up, very slowly sliding in

‘Are you sure this is okay?’

‘I’m sure, it feels fine’

After he gets mostly in, he sighs and holds your hand

‘Can I move, or do you need a second?’

‘You can move, I'm alright’

He starts to slowly thrust in and out of you, grunting

He doesn’t say much, but he breathes into your neck a lot

When you start to claw at his back, and clench around him he goes faster

You rub your clit, he holds your and waist

With a stutter of your hips you both finish, panting into each other

He puts his head against your cheek and rubs your back

‘Are you alright?’

‘Yeah..I liked it’

He hums in agreement

You stay like that for a while before doing anything

An act you originally thought to be of lust turned out to be one of love and longing

How silly of you to think it was anything else..

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