#☁️; crumble!

[koumeowkami]

Hey Lyn <3

It's not too late for trick or treating 🥺

Also...

TRICK OR TREAT!!!!

HIII CRUMBLE MY BELOVED <33

i don't know well how this works but here's a treat for you :3

ofc it's cozmez >:D nayuta looked so sassy in this episode i love him a lot your honor

[riveramorylunar]

The fact that most of the people I work with have boyfriends and I'm just standing there like why can't that be me but with a girlfriend or girlfriends. Why is that so much to ask!!!!

Oh and someone at work loves Skylanders and her favorite Skylander is Spyro just like me. I'm so happy!!!

[lume-nosity]

address me with terms besides feminine ones and i will platonically kiss you

[zvouyage]

i’m going crazy over the thought of you .ᐟ

pairing.ᐟ ; enhypen x gn!reader . . . fluff && established relationships . . . précis.ᐟ ; they finally get to meet you after being in a long distance relationship with them.

w.c.ᐟ ; 1072 ( 𝒷ack 𝓉o 𝒷log ? )

warnings.ᐟ ; lowercase intended , not proofread , lots of hugging . . . ☁️

heeseung

constantly texts and sends voice messages to his partner, making sure you feel his presence even from afar. when he finally sees you, he pulls you into the longest hug, whispering how much he wanted to see and kiss your face.

heeseung was usually composed, but the second he saw his partner in the crowd, all his cool demeanor melted away. he practically sprinted towards you, his heart racing in sync with his footsteps. when he finally reached you, he didn’t say a word—he just pulled you into a tight embrace, holding on like he never wanted to let go. his face pressed into your shoulder, and he let out a deep breath he didn’t know he’d been holding. “god, you don’t how much i’ve waited..” he whispered, his voice barely audible, but filled with all the emotion he’d been bottling up.

jay

buys gifts and small tokens from every place he visits, planning to give them to his partner whenever the both of you meet. when you finally see each other, he surprises you with a collection of little souvenirs, each with a story behind it.

jay was the type to plan everything down to the smallest detail. he had your and his reunion/meeting mapped out perfectly in his mind—what he would say, the way he’d greet them—but all of that flew out the window the moment he saw you. he dropped his carefully prepared speech and rushed forward, enveloping you in his arms. “it’s been too long..” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. later, when you were both alone, he pulled out a small box filled with little souvenirs he’d collected from his travels, each one with a story behind it. “i couldn’t stop thinking about you.” he said, handing them the box with a sheepish smile.

jake

video calls his partner every night before bed, always making sure you fall asleep while talking to him. when you both finally meet, he doesn’t let go of your hand the entire day.

jake had dreamed about this moment so many times that it almost felt surreal when it finally happened. he couldn’t stop smiling as he walked towards you, his heart pounding in his chest. as soon as you were close enough, he reached out, pulling you into a warm hug. he held on for a long time, swaying slightly as if to reassure himself that you were really there. “you have no idea how much i’ve wanted to do this.” he whispered, his voice full of warmth and love. for the rest of the day, he refused to let go of your hand, not wanting to waste a single moment apart.

sunghoon

struggles with the distance but hides it behind a cool demeanour. when you both meet, his reserved nature breaks, and he showers you with affection, holding you close as if afraid you might disappear into thin air so suddenly.

sunghoon had always been the reserved type, keeping his emotions close to his chest, but the distance had been harder on him than he’d ever let on. when he finally saw you, standing there waiting for him, all his walls came crumbling down. he walked over slowly at first, almost in disbelief, but once he reached you, he couldn’t hold back. he pulled you into a tight hug, his face buried in their hair as he let out a shaky breath. “i missed you so much..” he admitted, his voice breaking slightly. for the first time in a long time, he allowed himself to be vulnerable, holding you close like you were his lifeline, and you probably were.

sunoo

constantly sends cute, encouraging messages and photos of his day to make his partner smile. when you meet, he’s all smiles and excited energy, not letting you leave his side even for a second.

sunoo couldn’t contain his excitement. The moment he spotted his partner, his face lit up with the brightest smile. he practically bounced over to you, his energy contagious. when he reached you, he wrapped you in a tight hug, squeezing you with all the affection he’d been saving up. “i’ve been counting down the days until i could see you again!” he said, his voice full of joy. he didn’t let go for a long time, basking in the warmth of your presence. for the rest of the day, he stayed by your side, constantly reaching out to hold your hand or brush his fingers against yours, needing the constant reminder that you were finally together.

jungwon

keeps himself busy with work but always makes time for his partner, sending long, thoughtful texts whenever he has a break. when you finally see each other, he’s gentle and sweet, making sure the reunion is perfect.

jungwon had always been the dependable one, keeping things together even when it was hard, but the distance had weighed on him more than he’d shown. when he finally saw you waiting for him, his usually calm and collected demeanour cracked, replaced by a soft, relieved smile. he walked over to you, taking his time as if savouring the moment. when he finally reached you, he gently pulled you into a hug, his arms wrapped around you securely. “i’m so glad you’re here finally..” he whispered, his voice steady but full of emotion. for the rest of the day, he stayed close, his presence calm and reassuring, making sure you felt every bit of the love he had for you.

riki

tries to act nonchalant but secretly feels the distance the most. when he finally meets his partner, he can’t help but show his excitement, dragging you around to show you everything he’s been wanting to share.

riki had tried to play it cool, but as soon as he saw his partner, all his attempts at nonchalance disappeared. he grinned widely, his excitement barely contained as he practically ran over to you. without a second thought, he pulled you into a bear hug, lifting you off the ground slightly. “you have no idea how much i’ve wanted to see you, in person..” he said, his voice full of unfiltered joy. he didn’t care about the stares you both were getting; all that mattered was that you both were finally together. for the rest of the day, he was like an excited puppy, dragging you around to show them everything he’d been dying to share with you, his energy infectious.

@zvouyage. 24/plagiarism won't be tolerated on my page.

[cimmanonrowl]

AARON HOTCHNER r18+ corner ☁️

Missionary is definitely one of his favourite positions. Not because he’s “basic” but because he gets off to the idea that he’s the one pleasuring you and he can hold you so close while doing so. Even in between earth-shattering orgasms where you could barely open your eyes, you would catch a glimpse of him watching you reach your peak— his eyes full of lust; primal, desperate, and filled with so much adoration.

“Oh, you like that, baby?” He would rasp tauntingly in your ear, his voice gruff and strained from his every movement. He would rest his sweaty forehead against yours and you would see in his eyes how he enjoyed seeing you crumble— his intelligent, independent, extremely capable woman reduced to a mere fucktoy all for his pleasure and carnal need.

Every so often you would feel the palm of his big hand pressing on your stomach, marveling how his cock rammed in and out of your delicate body.

“You feel that, love?” He would moan on your ear. “Fuck. You feel so good. You're the best little thing ever.”

All you can do is whimper and nod, clinging to him like he’s your lifeline, unshed tears threatening to spill at any given moment.

But you’re not the only one drowning in pleasure. Every fiber of Aaron’s sanity and resolution melts in your presence, all he wants to do is fill you with his seeds over, and over, and over again... until he’s sure you’re completely sated and dripping with his cum after.

[livingforthehopeofitalll]

Invisible Girl- Pt. 1 🫥

Coriolanus Snow x Reader

*Follows movie adaptation*

☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️

Y/N Ravinstill's world was one of opulence and deceit. Born into the prestigious Ravinstill family, she was overshadowed by her twin brother Felix, whose incompetence was forgiven due to his gender.

One evening, Y/N's mother scolded her for reading a political article. "Leave those matters to your brother, Y/N. A woman's concerns are different."

"Felix, you should learn something from your sister," President Ravinstill would jest, not realizing the injustice in his words.

Y/N sat in her room, browsing over ancient texts. Felix barged in, a condescending smirk on his face. "Still pretending you're as capable as me, little sister? No amount of reading can change the fact that you're just a woman."

Y/N, accustomed to such belittlement, held her composure. "Perhaps, Felix, you mistake arrogance for capability."

There was a rare combination of beauty and intellect that Y/N possessed and it went unnoticed by her family. The Ravinstills upheld a tradition of favoring males, her potential was dismissed, and achievements ignored. Her only escape was the Academy, where her last name granted her popularity, yet the disdain lingered even there.

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Y/N's escape was the Academy, a place where her family name granted her popularity. But popularity came at a price. Arachne, fueled by jealousy, made Y/N's life unbearable and she endured the hate with a grace that only fueled Arachne's bitterness.

Sejanus, the rebellious soul, recognized Y/N's struggles. He became her friend, a companion in the silent rebellion against the Capitol's prejudices. Coriolanus, the ambitious but conflicted boy from the fallen Snow dynasty, observed Y/N from a distance, his curiosity growing into something more.

"She's different, Sejanus. She sees beyond the surface. It's... intriguing," Coriolanus admitted, his eyes following Y/N's graceful movements.

-——————————————————— It was a chilly afternoon at the Academy, and the courtyard was deserted, except for Coriolanus, who sat alone at a weathered bench, picking at his leftover lunch. His eyes were distant, lost in the tumultuous thoughts that often haunted him. Unbeknownst to him, Y/N observed from a distance her heart was stirred by an unspoken compassion.

Approaching cautiously, Y/N cleared her throat, "Coriolanus, is this seat taken?"

He looked up, surprise flickering in his eyes. "Oh, um, no. You can sit."

Wordlessly, she placed a small bundle on the table—a set of clothes that once belonged to Felix but were discarded without a second thought. "I thought you might need these. My brother doesn't appreciate good things."

Coriolanus, unused to such kindness, stammered, "I... thanks, Y/N. But why?"

She shrugged, a small smile playing on her lips. "Because we're more than the labels they put on us, remember? If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here."

Coriolanus, taken aback by this unexpected gesture, blushed, his usual guarded demeanor momentarily shattered. "I... sure, thanks."

From that day forward, an unspoken understanding formed between them. Y/N's act of kindness became a bridge, allowing them to traverse the gap that societal expectations had created.

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As weeks passed, Coriolanus found himself seeking Y/N's company more often. Their interactions evolved from awkward exchanges to genuine conversations, laughter, and shared secrets. The walls he had carefully built around himself began to crumble.

One afternoon, Y/N caught Coriolanus stealing glances at her during a lecture. "What's on your mind, Coryo?" she teased.

He looked away, feigning nonchalance. "Nothing, just... thinking."

Y/N's eyes twinkled with amusement. "Thinking about what, exactly?"

Coriolanus, unable to hide his smile, admitted, "Maybe about someone who's changed my perspective on a lot of things."

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The Academy's grand hall buzzed with the energy of students preparing for the day's classes. Y/N, usually composed, entered the room, unaware that Arachne, fueled by jealousy, had plotted a public humiliation.

As Y/N took her seat, whispers circulated through the room. Arachne, with a venomous smile, stood up and called out, "Attention, everyone! I have a little game to play. Let's see if Y/N, with all her supposed intelligence, can handle a real challenge."

Sejanus and Coriolanus exchanged uneasy glances as the class turned its attention to Y/N. The atmosphere thickened with anticipation.

Arachne approached Y/N's desk, brandishing a sheet of paper. "I found this abandoned in the library. Looks like someone's secret poetry." She grinned maliciously.

Y/N, caught off guard, felt her face flush with embarrassment. The room fell silent as Arachne began to read aloud, her tone dripping with mockery.

"Roses are red, violets are blue, In the shadows, Y/N's secrets are true. A girl who thinks she's smart and wise, But in reality, it's all just lies."

Felix, seated nearby, erupted into laughter, relishing the moment. The cruel jest reverberated through the room, and Y/Ns friends, Sejanus and Coriolanus, exchanged glares with Arachne.

Sejanus, unable to tolerate the humiliation, spoke out, "Arachne, enough! This is petty and unnecessary."

Coriolanus, torn between his loyalty to Y/N and the desire to fit into the Capitol's expectations, remained silent, his gaze fixed on the floor.

Undeterred, Arachne continued, "Oh, Sejanus, you always were the bleeding heart. Can't you see? Y/N's just like the rest of us—full of flaws and secrets."

Y/N, gathering her composure, met Arachne's gaze. "I'm shocked you are so interested in me, Crane. Perhaps you should focus on all of your flaws instead of creating drama."

The retort, though defiant, only fueled Arachne's anger. As the class continued, whispers persisted, but Y/N, resilient, turned her attention to the lesson at hand. Little did Arachne know, the attempted humiliation only strengthened Y/N's resolve to defy the expectations placed upon her by the Capitol, and the ember of resistance within her burned brighter than ever.

[babyleostuff]

[ 💿 ] . . . TAPE 11

나를 숨 쉬게 하던 건  / 온통 너로 가득했어  / 네가 없는 나의 마음 모자람은 / 구멍 난 아픔 같은 거야

☁️ "yawn" by seventeen [ vocal unit ]

being loved by boo seungkwan means having a fierce protector. he might not be the tallest or the buffest out there, but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t step in the second he’d see someone making you uncomfortable, making fun of you, or treating you in a way they shouldn’t. even in situations when nobody is really bothering you, like in big crowds, or when you’re walking by a busy street, he is always there, with your hand in his, ready to fight anyone and anything. his sharp tongue, and ability to make people crumble by one sassy stare is enough to keep you safe, protected, and comfortable. boo seungkwan really is your knight in shining armour.

being loved by boo seungkwan means having a shoulder to lean on. a comfort person, a safe bubble, a place that feels like home - that’s how boo could be described. he is the epitome of comfort, and he never fails to remind you that you can always count on him, no matter what you’re struggling with, no matter how ugly he gets - he’s always there to be a shoulder to cry on, arms to hold you tight, voice to soothe your worries.

being loved by boo seungkwan means having someone you can be completely, unapologetically yourself with. for boo it’s the greatest joy to see the real you, the you that not everyone gets to know, and he’s forever grateful that you chose him to be the person you’d open yourself up to. he never judges you for what you do or what you say (unless you’re joking around), and he’s always hyping you up like his life depends on it. seungkwan doesn’t want you to hide any parts of yourself from him, and he’d gladly spend the rest of his life uncovering the next layers of you, and your beautiful soul.

being loved by boo seungkwan feels like spring, like freshly picked strawberries, like late night talks with your love cuddled under a blanket, like a kiss on the forehead, like a lemonade on a hot day.

“you are part of my existence, part of myself. you have been in every line i have ever read (...)" - charles dickens, great expectations

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[wonwayne]

then because she goes ☁️ yang jungwon

pairing : idol!jungwon x gn!reader genre : angst, some comfort warnings : cursing, one violent thought word count : 0.8k

a/n : just read wuthering heights so here comes the brontë-infused angst !!

“—because you’re never home when you say you’ll be, and it’s actually— you— how much of an asshole do you have to be to think you can take me out on the one night i don’t want to? when i’ve cleared out my schedule in the evenings for months to be with you? this is the night you choose, and i have to go along with it?? that’s pretty fucking amazing, won. pretty fucking insane.”

jungwon kept quiet as your voice raised, aware that you were absolutely right. if he had really seen you as a priority, he could’ve worked quicker through a practice or left a team dinner early to get to you sooner. he wasn’t sure how he’d ever looked at that heavenly face — this heavenly face — and thought to pass up on it. and he certainly had no words of justification now, you staring daggers at him with heartbroken eyes. they took his breath away.

“i’m so sorry,” he said slowly, ready to be cut off at every next syllable. “i know i’ve been terrible these past few months. i’ve been meaning to make it up to you, really. i just—” he glanced at the clock. 8:14. was it worth saying? “i got a reservation at your favorite place, i thought you’d want—”

“you must not know me at all.” could a gaze pierce any harder?

jungwon attempted not to appear hurt. “i know your favorite restaurant,” he offered, half-playfully.

you shook your head. “you don’t know me. you don’t know how to listen.” you looked up at him forlornly. “i just told you i have no intention of leaving the house with you right now. didn’t you hear me? don’t you… ugh, can’t you…” you searched blindly for the right words. “can’t you just let me have my way for once?”

as soon as the question left your lips, you felt so hopelessly like a child that your whole body seemed to physically contract, surrendering its capacity to keep tears in. you were choking up.

jungwon took a step forward, some vague motion of aid, but you couldn’t bear to fall apart in front of him — the last thing you wanted was his assistance, him treating you like something small, something solvable. with a sharp pivot, you ran hastily into the bathroom and shut your boyfriend out. as soon as you did, your knees gave in and your body sank to the tiles, back pressed against the door.

when he came to knock, softly, desperately, you could feel the thumps through the wood.

“baby?” he sounded so gentle, it sent shivers down your spine. “can i— can i come in?” silence. “please?” silence. “if you want to be alone, i’ll go, but— i promise i won’t say a word.”

silence; then sobs, from your side of the door, so quiet they could’ve been gulps. jungwon winced, leaning back for a moment to tune out the weeping — otherwise, he knew he, too, would crumble in two seconds.

“darling,” he resumed after a pause, voice thin, practically begging: “please, please don’t cry. please, darling, y— love, you’re killing me. please. i love you. and i’m sorry. i’m so, so sorry. please.”

the bathroom grew hauntingly quiet. something in jungwon’s gut told him that any minute now, when he least expected it, you’d smash the door in his face and leave him bleeding there as long as one ethically could. not because that was your nature — obviously it wasn’t — but the noiselessness was terrifying, and at this point, he sincerely felt that he deserved nothing better for making you cry, if for nothing else.

an anxious eternity passed before the door cracked open, and jungwon could finally talk to you, face to tear-streaked face. only, everything he had planned to say deflated immediately at the sight of you.

you broke the silence this time. “i think we missed dinner.”

jungwon stared back at you, unable to control the pout taking shape on his lips and the tears welling in his eyes. “i missed you.” he shook his head, trying again: “i missed you.”

you brushed away his tears gingerly with your thumb, taking his whole body in your arms. it was the most natural thing you felt yourself doing all evening. “baby, i was right here,” you whispered, as if you needed to confirm your closeness through words, too.

“i know,” he sighed, “but you were gone forever. almost.”

“mm. something to consider next time you tell me you’re coming home at 7 and come at 7 in the morning.”

jungwon nodded firmly, taking your hands in his. “there won’t be a next time like that. promise.”

your silence sanctioned his resolve — no words were needed to confirm how you trusted jungwon to keep his promises.

[princessbrunette]

Dealer!jj asking if you can lay over his lap and use you like a rolling table for his joints 🤭🤭🤭 he can’t help but slip his hand between your legs (certified pussy grabber) and he’d slap your thigh if you move at all, telling you to stay still so he doesn’t make a mess 🫠🫠

⋆ ˚☁️ ⁀➴

you’re a giggly mess, high and blissful as you lay over jj’s toned thighs, letting him use you like a rolling table. it was a silly little idea that the two of you had joked about whilst he was smoking you out, and with a cat-like slickness, eyes low and pink— you arched your way over his lap, encouraging him to use you.

the sexual tension was barely simmering anymore, the same way it always was whenever your dealer smoked you out for free. there was just something about jj— something so charming and boyish and yet rugged and sexy that always ended you up in or over his lap, one way or another.

“might just… toss out my old tray. this is way better. by like, a mile.” he concentrates with a smirk, careful not to spill any of the leaf that had crumbled out of the second joint of the evening. “seriously, one of my best creations.” he lifts it so you can see from your position and you go to push yourself up. instead of letting you, he places a warm hand on your lower back, halting you from moving. “hey, woah— not done with you. yeah, you’re uh— you’re gonna have to stay juuust like that a little longer. you’re cool with that right? figured you… enjoy bein’ over my lap.” his dialogue slows as his eyes trail down you, now letting himself focus on the way your skirt was riding up your ass cheeks. “damn.”

“i don’t mind staying right here. you’re real comfy, jj.” you giggle, looking back at him from your compromising position. he sends you a charming little smirk as a hand creeps up the back of your thigh, soon to massage at the doughy flesh of your ass.

“well sweetcheeks feel free to stay just like that all night.” he jokes, the little southern twang in his voice always ten times stronger when he’s high. after groping you, his hand finds itself sliding between your legs, cupping your hot wet heat through your destroyed panties. “well what do we have here?” he teases and you let out a breathy little whimper.

“its the weed, i swear.” you attempt, but you catch yourself out with an airy giggle, pushing your cheek into the beaten up couch cushion.

“uh-huh, oh i’m sure.” he pushes a tongue into his cheek, fingers applying attention to your clit through the fabric and rubbing in circles making you buckle. “eeeasy there, wouldn’t want you to make a mess. not yet, anyway.” he plucks some of the fallen herb off your skirt from where he’d been using you as a table.

“take ‘em off, jayj.” you whisper, eyes closed now on cloud nine and he smiles happily, shaking his head in disbelief.

“man, i freakin’ love my job.” he grins — giddy, sliding the pink ruined fabric down your legs.

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[koumeowkami]

Morning Lyn :DDD

I know your not into fragaria memories but all blue bouquet boys are finally together and we got twins for little twin stars 👀

Uhhm i hope you have a great weekend <3

good morning :]

i'm not into it cause there's barely content BUT i'm looking at it very carefully and I KNOW!!! i got both the brothers (the mymelo/kuromi knights) and the twins so i'm double winning :D

also fun fact but the illustrator for the twins (ug0nba) used to make cozmez fanarts so 😁👍🏻

i think my fav guy is kurode tho... he's so lyncore... and i'm obsessed with kuromi so this makes it all even better <3

[milkyst4rs]

BF headcannons

Diluc, Kaeya, Scaramouche, Xiao, Zhongli x GN reader

Fluffy floof☁️

Diluc

Though some might think otherwise, dating Diluc is SO FUN.

I feel like Diluc would like to tease his s/o a little? He wants to see you all smitten and flustered ya know?

Will get you tiny trinkets that reminds him of you. Bro doesn't care about the price ofc, he loves your reactions to his tiny gifts.

Diluc prefers to be the big spoon but won't mind if you wanna hug him too.

When y'all are in bed, he is the type to sling his large leg over yours so you can't go anywhere while y'all sleep.

Gets SOOOO happy when you come visit him at the tavern (he doesn't show his excitement tho cause he though like that💯🔥)

Is the biggest softie for you behind closed doors. He's just a little shy outside, don't worry.

Kaeya

SUCH a tease oml. He always does his "oh?~😏" whenever you speak.

He doesn't care if you both are in public or not, he will always try to make you flustered somehow.

Loves kissing you. Your soft lips on his just makes his heart go KDNDHDKWKHDISOW

Like Diluc, he also prefers to hold you while you both are sleeping. But he won't argue if you want to be the big spoon.

I feel like Kaeya is a light sleeper, so if he has trouble falling asleep he'll just admire your pretty face till he does close his eyes.

He loves tracing your features leaving small pecks afterward.

He knows he can trust you so he seeks you out for comfort when he is feeling down :(

Immediately feels 100% better after being in your embrace tho.

Scaramouche

Mega-tsundere 1000. Boss level.

Absolutely loves holding your hand. (Secretly though ofc)

Scaramouche is a big mean guy so he doesn't have time for romance!😡 (Except, he is extremely touch-starved so please PLEASE hug him)

Both of you are honestly shocked that you are still in the relationship and are loyal to him.

He slowly realises that you genuinely love him and are not trying to betray him or hurt him in anyway, so he warms up to you.

Likes kissing your forehead. Whenever he sees you, you are going to have a peck on the forehead 100%.

He finally can feel some form of happiness with you.

Xiao

Mega-tsundere 1000 boss level #2.

MY MAN IS SOOOO SHY

He probably has never gotten intimate with anyone ever before so he is a nervous wreck. Which leads to him panicking and resorting to throwing insults at you.

Obviously he doesn't mean it, he just doesn't know what to say when you kiss his cheek! You know he means well, so the "you have no respect for the adepti" insult goes in one ear and out the other.

Eventually warms up to you and tries to be romantic by bringing you flowers and such,(with the help of hu tao and friends^^).

Likes to watch the sunset with you on the roof of Wangshu Inn. His hand always finds its way to intertwine with yours.

He probably doesn't sleep so he keeps watch and makes sure you are safe irl and in dreamland.

Zhongli

Zhongli...what a gentleman.

Boyfriend material ON PAPER‼️

Helps carry your bags, showers with you, reads with you. He just loves being by your side.

He can sense that you truly love him so he lets himself go and his walls crumble for you.

Most people would be bored of Zhonglis constant talking, but not you no sir. He appreciates that you genuinely listen and add in your own sentences in his story telling.

Loves to pamper you!!!!! Making you delicious tea, date nights, skin care routines, you name it.

Both of you are probably named 'Liyue's #1 power couple' by locals who often see the two of you hand in hand walking by the pier.

His kisses are always soft and gentle, each one reminding you of how much he adores you and loves you <3

[romanoffsbish]

Natasha Romanoff Masterlist #2

Angst 🩸 | Fluff ☁️ | Smut/18+ 🥵 | Dark 🕷️ | H/C 🫀

Top R! ⬆️ | Bottom R ⬇️ | Switch ↔️ | Has a Penis 🍆

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Main Masterlist | Natasha Romanoff Masterlist #1

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Natasha x Fem!R (will do GN! from time to time)

Oneshots (2nd Person)

Excavate My Love 🩸|🫀

Seed of Romanoff 🕷️ | 🥵 | ⬇️ |🩸

Worth the Wait 🥵 | 🍆 | ⬇️

Castles Crumbling 🩸-> ☁️ | 🥵 | ↔️

On the Edge 🥵 | ⬇️

Affirmations 🫀| ✨

The Demons We Create 🩸| ☁️ | 🥵 | ⬆️

Whatever You Like Baby ☁️ | 🥵 | ⬇️

The Fracturing of a Mind 🩸 | 🤏🏼☁️

An Ocean of Regrets 🩸

All is Fair in Love and War ☁️ | 🥵 | ⬆️

Blurbs (2nd Person | 1.9kish or less)

Carved With Love ☁️ |🫀| ✨

You Can Run, but You Can’t Hide (a/b/o) 🥵|🍆| ⬇️

Sinful Practices 🥵 | 🍆 | ⬇️

Kissing Booth 🩸-> ☁️ | 🥵 | ⬇️

Silent Night 🫀

So Kiss Me ☁️ | ✨

Discovering Paradise 🤏🏼🥵 | ⬇️

Please Forgive Me… 🩸-> ☁️

Professional Mishaps 🤏🏼🥵 | ☁️

Double the Trouble ☁️

The Beaten and the Damned 🫀

[animeyanderelover]

Can I request Fyodor, Jōno, Sigma, Tetchō, Yuki, and Kyo with a darling that enjoys solidarity? Pls and thank you❤️

Glad that I asked you before publishing this. For everyone’s information, it was meant to say that the darling enjoys solitude.

Tw: Yandere themes, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional behavior, manipulation, abduction, isolation

Tags: @shumidehiro @leveyani @izanami78 @flaming-vulpix

Darling enjoys solitude

Fyodor Dostoevsky

🍎​Everything in life has its good and its bad aspects about it and the same concept applies to your preferences for solitude. On the positive side, it is quite delightful to have you already self-isolating all by yourself as Fyodor can keep very easily an eye out for you. But where is the fun? He is a terrible person who believes himself to do God's work yet the diabolical things he does surpass even the deesd committed by the devil himself. Fyodor sees it as a necessity to break you and shape you into someone new and he can't help but think that it might be less amusing to watch your life crumbling away as you prefer your solitude over the company of other people. Nevertheless, if you should be someone who is less prone to show your feelings very easily, he sees it more as a challenge than anything else to see how far he must go to finally shatter you to your core. It is a sick and twisted way of thinking but it is a deed that has to be done. After all you deserve all the suffering he is about to unleash on you.

Jouno Saigiku

♦️​Your preference to spend time alone is much appreciated and welcomed by Jouno who has always been far too possessive to let other people close to you. Whenever he seeks you out, he finds you most of the time alone and enjoys the fact that he can have your attention and company all for himself most of the time. Although it does increase his spite for the people you do actually keep close as he knows that they are very special to you if you bother to hang out with them. You are a fairly calm and composed person who enjoys their quietness and that is reflected in the relaxed composition of your heartbeat. As someone who can pick up on the emotions of others easily due to his enhanced senses, this only aids further in Saigiku's obsession as your emotions don't overwhelm him. Although similar to Fyodor he still has a sadistic streak and sometimes might try to trigger your emotions to go haywire to satiate his own desire. Your racing heartbeat is lovely to listen to at times after all.

Suehiro Tetchou

🌸​Tetchou is fairly normal for someone who has an unhealthy obsession going on but if you compare him to people like Saigiku, it should be no surprise. On the other hand he is quite dense at times and may make wrong assumptions which is unfortunately what happens in your case. He assumes that your preference to be alone is because you have social anxiety, even if that may simply not be the case. Growing from this hasty assumption of his, he grows more protective over you to the point where he actually ends up isolating you even if you want to spend time with others. Convinced that he is doing you a favor, he ends up taking over every social interaction of yours as you aren't even allowed to order something from the staff in a restaurant as he instead insists on doing so for you. It may not look like much but it can very much turn into a smothering overprotective behavior where your social skills drastically reduce themselves due to the social isolation he puts you through.

Sigma

☁️​You give him almost constantly anxiety due to your withdrawn personality which has him actively struggling out of fear that you'd be annoyed if he would attempt to talk with you. He doesn't want you to direct any negative feelings his way as he is much too sensitive for that so instead Sigma starts stalking and spying on you to collect as much information about you as possible. Knowledge is a weapon after all and he hopes that by finding out more about you, he can find a suitable way to approach you without getting on your nerves. He is most likely overthinking it all yet it's not like someone could just explain this to him. He does learn to appreciate it more later on as he can spend all of his time alone with you without having to worry about you expressing unhappiness about the isolation due to your preference os being alone. As foolish as it may be, he even has high hopes that you will forgive him the abduction he is currently planning as you have never been a fan of being under people to begin with.

Sohma Yuki

🐭​Yuki has been admiring you from a distance for a long time yet for multiple reasons he has never approached you before. Sometimes he wonders if you are someone like him though as he often sees you all by yourself, not bothering to mingle with other students. He wishes to talk with you yet his low self-confidence and his popularity have always kept him from doing so. When he eventually gathers the courage to seek you out and start a conversation with you, he only finds himself falling more for you. He feels comfortable and safe in your presence and the fact that most of the time you are by yourself only aids his secretly possessive side as he claims that time alone he has with you. Yuki quickly learns where he can find you when he feels the need to see you and sees it through that no one follows him so that no one can disturb the time he wants to have with you for himself. Things take a bad turn when he finds himself dependent on you though whenever he feels anxious or very stressed, leading him to suffer from a mental breakdown when he can't find you anywhere.

Sohma Kyo

🐈​Kyo may not show it but he feels initially worried when he catches you most of the time away from others, instead sitting all by yourself. He wonders if people don't like you or if you are very anxious yet he soon comes to realise that you just simply prefer to be by yourself. It does give him relief to know that he has nothing to worry about yet it also makes it more difficult to approach you, even though he has sworn to not get to know you due to the deal he made with Akito. The heart does what it wants though and so he finds himself commonly hiding from your sight as he watches how you spend time by yourself, reading a book or doing some work for school. It isn't enough to quench the longing in his heart yet he reminds himself that staying away from you is for the best. Kyo is very protective though and whenever he overhears someone calling you weird for always being alone, he reacts defensive and brash as he lashes out on the students for talking about you like this.

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A New ‘Clouds’ Variant for our Rickety Rope Bridge Map

We've just released a terrifying new variant: a crumbling bridge high above the clouds! This vertigo-inducing encounter guarantees unforgettable ability checks! ☁️☁️☁️

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[bumblebeesfromvenus]

Random Leon headcannons ♡

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Leon listens to 'The Neighborhood' and 'Arctic Monkeys'. He occasionally throws in a little Elvis, too. His favorite songs are Void, Pretty boy (he secretly adores it when you call him that, he will never tell you though) Why'd you only ever call me when you're high, 505 and Devil in Disguise.

He loves, LOVES early 2000s rom coms. Think legally blonde, the proposal, 13 going on 30. It's such a guilty pleasure for him. Luis teases him about it a lot but Leon knows the shit Luis watches is way worse. (Luis is a hallmark movie enthusiast, fight me) 

He is very insistent on a weekly game night with you, Ashley and Luis. Chris and Claire show up too, from time to time. He's such a sucker for boardgames, but if he loses... don't except kisses for the rest of the night. Most of the time he can't help himself though, he just has to kiss you. He seriously crumbles so fast when he's with you.

The biggest snorer out there. He has given you a heart attack or two at night. You gently nudge his leg and usually  he'll roll over and stop, pulling you close. He feels so, so guilty when you walk into the Kitchen with the darkest rings around your eyes because he kept you up with his snores. You assure him that it's fine and you'll just take a nap later. You're just happy that he's getting sleep.

His favorite season is summer. He loves going to the beach and swimming.(it's totally not because you wear skimpy summer clothes) Has played mermaids with you before, may have gotten a little handsy and made it the explicit version of mermaids. Lemon sorbet is his favorite summertime refreshment. He has definitely given you head after he had ice cream and put you on cloud nine. 100% collects shells for you.

He's such a dog person. It has to be a big dog, though. Like a Bernese mountain dog or a Newfoundland. He loves squishing their cute little face. Is the best dog daddy ever, he's so excited when he gets to cuddle with his fluffbuddy, and you of course. Having a dog gives him a feeling of domesticity that he's always longed for. He wouldn't mind a cat, he likes them and never passes on an opportunity to pet one but he's a dog person at heart. If you get him a puppy, he's the happiest man in the world.

Loves to have little kitchen dates with you, aka you cook dinner together and he twirls you around the kitchen and sways with the music. Usually a glass of wine is involved too. You're also wearing matching Pajamas.

Has such a sweet tooth. He looks like a BBQ chips kinda guy but he loooooves sweets. If you like baking and do it frequently he's on his knees. Refuses to eat any other baked good ever again because "they can't compare to yours". Do not leave your baked goods unattended, they will be gone by the end of the day.

Oddly, he enjoys going grocery shopping. He will always push the cart for you and pay. You have tried everything to convince him to let you pay but he straight up refuses and shuts it down immediately. He will spoil you to the high heavens, even if that means just paying for veggies lmao.  Again, there's something so domestic about going grocery shopping with you, it makes him so happy and fulfilled.

Huge Sleeper. Sure, if he has to get up early for his job or run on just a couple hours of sleep he can manage that just fine but he'd sleep for the whole day if you'd let him. On the Weekends, he does not get out of bed before 2 pm so won't you. He will have such an iron grip on you, leaving the warm embrace of the bed is impossible.

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lonely part 2 ꕥ

father figure!Miguel O'Hara & reader summary: You're his dead fiancé's daughter. You just lost your mother and now Miguel's left you alone to live in another dimension.

Contains: Mentions of death, bad parenting, mental illness, ANGST, not proof read.

WC: 1411

part 1

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾

They had banana pancakes for breakfast that morning, blissfully unaware of what was to come. Unaware that would be their last breakfast together.

Or that Miguel would receive a phone call hours later and be asked to identify his fiancé's body.

It didn't make sense. They were supposed to get married and begin the next chapter of their life. They were supposed to grow old and gray together. Instead, she was laying cold and pale in an equally cold morgue. Her chapter ended. The mortician gave him the ring in a tiny plastic bag that felt impossibly heavy in his palm.

The night Dana died, part of Miguel died with her.

Then there was you, her daughter. Her doppelgänger. Fuck, why did you have to look so much like her? It was unbearable, and he felt like he was being haunted every time he looked at you. It wasn’t fair to you, but he couldn’t help it.

So he would just leave, only coming back every few days. Only at night when he knew you were asleep so he wouldn’t have to risk seeing your face.

He distracted himself with work and spending more time researching the multiverse. He stumbled upon this one particular dimension's family a few months after Dana's funeral. He began watching them on his platform obsessively, living vicariously through his alternate self. They had a little girl and he could see little bits of himself and Dana in her. 

He fell in love, and as if the universe heard his prayers, an opportunity presented itself. He watched as his alternate self bled out in an alley. He buried him too, somewhere no one would find him. But wasn’t this better? He would take over so they would never have to mourn their father and husband like he did for Dana.

And he continually justified his actions for months, so deep in delusion he couldn’t see the damage he was causing. Though, he could never bring himself to make another batch of banana pancakes no matter how Gabriella begged.

Then he lost Dana. Again. The dimension crumbled into a myriad of colorful pixels before his very eyes.

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In the midst of his grieving, your face appears crystal clear in his mind.

Fuck, when was the last time he went home? When was the last time he saw you? Has to be months now. But it's in that moment he realizes you're all he has left. The only one who hasn't died or abandoned him. Yet. Dread pools in his gut at the realization.

As rushes back home for the first time in months, all he can think about is seeing you. He needs to make sure you're still there. That you haven't abandoned him.

"Cariño, I'm home," Miguel shouts in the doorway, but he’s met with silence. "(y/n)?"

When you don't answer Miguel frantically begins tearing through the house, fear and panic bubbling up.

Miguel strains to hear sounds of movement, of life, but there's nothing. The oppressive silence weighs on him as he frantically searches each room.

"No, no, no," he mutters, panic rising. This can't be happening again. He can't have lost the last link to his happiness, his salvation.

Stopping in the middle of the empty apartment, Miguel clutches at his hair, breathing hard. His eyes flash red and his fangs slide out as he tries to reign in his swirling emotions. Anger, grief, guilt, panic - it broils inside him, threatening to erupt.

He needs to find you. Now. Miguel races outside, using his enhanced senses to track you. It doesn't take him long, your scent and energy signature are still strong despite the distance and time apart. As he swings and runs through the city, following the trail, Miguel berates himself.

How could he abandon you like that? Get so wrapped up in his own pain that he didn't see yours? What kind of man does that make him?

He won’t fail you again. Once he finds you, Miguel vows to never let you out of his sight. To protect you, to care for you, to make up for his failures.

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He almost doesn’t notice you amongst the other travelers at the train station, curled in on yourself at a lone bench. You have a suitcase with you. You were planning to leave for good and Miguel’s heart twists at the realization.

Miguel approaches slowly, as if afraid you'll bolt like a frightened doe. His eyes glow dimly red in the darkness, focused intently on you.

He says your name that comes out like a plea on his lips. His voice is gravelly with emotion. "I've been looking for you."

He stops in front of the bench, towering over your huddled form. You look so small and fragile, so different from the vibrant personality he remembers. Guilt flashes through him. This is his fault.

Miguel kneels down cautiously, trying to meet your lowered gaze. "I'm sorry, cariño. I'm so sorry I left you alone." His voice cracks slightly.

One large hand reaches out slowly, gently grasping your chin and tilting your face up. His skin is warm against yours.

"But I'm here now. And I promise, I'm never going to abandon you again." Miguel's eyes blaze with intensity. "You're mine, understand? No one is ever going to take you from me."

His posture is almost predatory as he looms over you. Waiting for a response, for acceptance, for you to acknowledge the unbreakable bond between you. He needs this, needs you, like air in his lungs. You are his salvation, the one good thing left in his ruined life. 

You stare at him in shock, like you've seen a ghost. Miguel has to fight back the urge to sweep you into his arms and never let go. 

But after the initial shock wears off, anger flashes in your eyes.

"You left me! I needed you and you left without a fucking word!" You push on his brick wall of a chest that does nothing but hurt your balled fists. "For six months."

“I hate you, I hate you,” you cry before dissolving into sobs, heedless of the bystanders shooting concerned looks your way.  “I needed you.”

Miguel doesn't budge as you push against his chest. He takes your weak hits without complaint. When you struggle in his hold, he tightens his grasp just enough to keep you close.

"Shh, I know cariño, I know," he rumbles softly. Miguel brings up a hand to gently wipe the tears from your cheeks.

"Leaving you was the worst mistake of my life. I thought I could escape the pain, pretend it never happened." His jaw clenches. "I was a coward. And you suffered for it."

Miguel tilts your chin up again, forcing you to meet his intense gaze. "But I swear to you, that will never happen again. I'm here now, and I'm not going anywhere. No matter how hard you try to push me away."

The hand on your chin moves to grip the back of your neck firmly. "You want to be angry? Hurt me? I'll take it. I deserve it." His voice drops to a rough whisper. "But I'm not letting you go. Not now, not ever. You're stuck with me."

Miguel feels you slump against him, the anger and fight draining out of your body as quick as it came. He keeps one arm wrapped securely around you, supporting your weight.

"I've got you, princesa. I've got you," he murmurs. Miguel scoops you up effortlessly, one arm under your knees and the other supporting your back. He holds you gently against his broad chest.

Your exhaustion is evident - you feel impossibly light and frail in his arms. Worry creases Miguel's brow as he takes in your wan skin and limp hair. Guilt gnaws at him, knowing he's responsible for letting you waste away like this.

But he'll fix it. Starting now.

"Let's go home," he says quietly, already moving with swift, sure strides. Miguel glances down at you cradled safely in his embrace. "I'll take care of you. Get you fed, draw you a hot bath. And then you're going to get some rest."

His tone brooks no argument. This is non-negotiable. You need him, and Miguel relishes being needed, being able to provide and care for you. It gives him purpose.

"Everything's going to be okay now. I promise." He presses a gentle kiss to your hair. "I'm here."