#♪ red velvet !

[wlloob]

◌ ࣪ ࿙᷒ᰰ࡛࿚ᵕ࿙࡛࿚ᰰ᷒࿙⃛͜࿚⃛ ఎ ࣭ 𑁍ᩧ ࣭ ໒ ࿙⃛͜࿚⃛࿙᷒ᰰ࡛࿚ᵕ࿙࡛࿚ᰰ᷒ ࣪ ◌

𖠺 ⃘᰷᰷ solo mi alma dolorida ! 爱 𝄒

𖣁  ` ू  ꒰ まだ私を愛しますか , when I'm no longer 𝓨oung and 𝓑eautiful?  ꒱ ❘ ❙ 𖠁

[vivrosita]

❤︎ 𓈒 𓈒 but your inside is

your best side

[i6corais]

red velvet mini coquette bios ♡

⠀⠀.⠀⊹⠀⠀⠀𐇴⠀⠀⠀𝓒𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾⠀⠀⠀⁎⠀⠀⠀🕯⠀ ׅ

⠀ ׁ ⠀⠀강슬기⠀⠀⠀ ۠ ⠀⠀ ׁ ⠀⠀ ᩿ ⠀⠀𝅄⠀⠀𝗄𝖺𝗇𝗀⠀𓇼

⠀⭒⠀⠀⠀𝗂𝗇⠀⠀⠀☆⠀⠀⠀𝗆𝗒⠀⠀⠀⊹ ⠀⠀⠀𝓓𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌

⠀(⁠⠀⠀ㅤ۫ ⠀🩰⠀ ͘⠀⠀𝅄⠀⠀𝗂𝗆𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗃𝗈𝗒⠀⠀⠀ㅤ۟ ⠀𝓙

⠀

[sugarwish]

red velvet feel my rhythm jacket behind 🩰

[miumiu-s]

ᵂʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ˡⁱᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵈʸⁱⁿᵍ ✺ ᵂʰᵉⁿ ᴵ'ᵐ ᶠᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵃˡˡ ⁱⁿ

[nanasodd]

⠀⠀⠀ ࿀ ◌⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ heaven's bakery ࿀ ◌⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 温かい魂 ♪

[pudrida]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤcorazones de papel ⡶ ⠀ ♩

[melodialirica]

⣀⣤ ❥ ۪۪۫۫ᤢ  corazón atómico ✿

[lunarcillit]

HƎ∀ᗡᗺ∀N⅁⅁⅁⅁ƎƎƎƎƎƎᴚ!!!!!HƎ∀ᗡᗺ∀N⅁⅁⅁⅁ƎƎƎƎƎƎᴚ!!!!!HƎ∀ᗡᗺ∀N⅁⅁⅁⅁ƎƎƎƎƎƎᴚ!!!!!HƎ∀ᗡᗺ∀N⅁⅁⅁⅁ƎƎƎƎƎƎᴚ!!!!!HƎ∀ᗡᗺ∀N⅁⅁⅁⅁ƎƎƎƎƎƎᴚ!!!!!HƎ∀ᗡᗺ∀N⅁⅁⅁⅁ƎƎƎƎƎƎᴚ!!!!!

[walnutcookie]

hihi almond!! may i request aroace + lesbian red velvet cookie pfps??

HERE YOU ARE :] !!!! i used aroace + lesbian and what i believe to be the aroace lesbian flag ? please correct me if im wrong cause im not sure HXBSJDB

[genderlessdude92]

I’M ALL YOURS

PAIRING: ALASTOR X F!READER

SUMMARY: Alastor and his S/O face the intensity of rut season together, with y/n offering her support and revealing her innocence. (Yup, you’re a virgin in this). Despite initial apprehensions, their passion culminates in a deeply intimate experiemce, as well as a night to remember.

WARNINGS: Usage of y/n, Alastor has a rut, established relationship, reader is female, reader is also a virgin (but of an appropriate age 🙌👏), Mature themes, Character canon divergence, Power dynamics, Graphic description, a bludgeon in reader’s lower stomach, Graphic language (just cussing tho), Animalistic behavior, ermmm minors you really shouldn’t read this ermmmm.

NOTICE: please don’t copy or steal or translate any of my work or you will be haunted in your dreams and i will spawn something unpleasant at your porch the next day. But…thanks for liking my work !! >.<

Requests are open, Support is highly appreciated!

〰ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ ..。.:*･ﾟ♫₊ ♪ *♬‧₊enjoy!~

The room was quiet, save for the distant echoes of laughter from the Hotel's bar. Alastor sat in his chair, sipping a whiskey, his eyes locked onto the flickering flames of the fireplace. The air had anticipation, a tension that even the inferno couldn't burn away. It was a peculiar evening in the Hazbin Hotel, one that seemed to whisper secrets of change in the air.

Suddenly, the door to his suite clicked open. In walked y/n, her eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and apprehension. She had heard the whispers of the upcoming rut season, and the desperate need that came with it. The Hotel was a place of debauchery and sin, but tonight, it felt as if the very walls were holding their breath.

"Alastor," she began, her voice a soft caress in the velvet silence. He looked up, his eyes meeting hers, a question in his gaze. She took a deep breath, her heart racing like a wildfire in her chest. This was it. The moment she had been both dreading and craving for what felt like an eternity.

“…I want to help you…through this rut season.” She smiled softly. Before scanning his features for any discomfort, only seeing surprise, she continued, “I know that you usually do it alone…but it’s not what rut season is for.”

Alastor placed his glass aside, standing up with a predatory grace that never failed to make her pulse quicken. He approached her, his eyes traveling up and down her body, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. “And why, pray tell, do you want to help me, my dear?” His voice was a smooth purr, hinting at the power held in check beneath the surface.

Her heart skipped a beat, but she held his gaze firmly. “Because I care about you, and I want to be there for you in every way possible.”

He stopped before her, his hands coming up to cradle her face. “That’s incredibly sweet, but are you sure you know what you’re getting into?” The question hung in the air, a silent challenge that she met with a nod.

“…And i want you to be…” She paused. She knew she was a virgin, on earth and hell…but when would she tell him?…

“…I want you to be… as rough as you need to be…” Her hands dragged upwards on his chest, unbuttoning his suit jacket and tossing it aside. “As touchy…audible…anything…as you need to be for me dear…and i will do the same…”

Alastor’s eyes widened, the revelation of her innocence crashing over him like a tidal wave. He swallowed hard, his mind racing with the gravity of her words. He hadn’t anticipated this, but his body responded with a feral growl, his eyes flashing a fiery red. He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a kiss that was both tender and demanding, his hands sliding down to the hem of her dress.

He paused, his claws just grazing the fabric. “Are you absolutely certain?” His voice was a mix of concern and desire, his thumbs stroking the soft skin of her hips.

Y/n nodded, her eyes shining with determination. “I trust you, Alastor. I know you’ll take care of me.”

Her words were like a dam breaking, and all of Alastor’s pent-up need and passion flooded forth. He kissed her again, more fiercely this time, his hands hooking under her thighs as he brang them over to the velvety sheets of their shared bed. falling down onto them with her following.

As they kissed, their hands danced over each other’s bodies, peeling away layers of clothing with urgent precision. Buttons popped as y/n’s dress was tossed to the floor, leaving her in nothing but her panties and no bra. His own clothes weren’t spared, as well. His shirt joining the growing pile of discarded fabric.

Finally, she lay before him, her chest rising and falling with every breath she took, her eyes shining with a mix of anticipation and vulnerability. He took in the sight of her, committing every inch of her bare skin to memory. He knew he had to be gentle, to treasure her offering, but the beast inside him roared with the need to claim her.

Alastor's hands slid down her torso, his thumbs grazing the sensitive skin of her waist before they reached the band of her panties. He hooked his fingers under the fabric and began to pull them down.

But just not even halfway down, y/n’s hand halted his.

“Alastor…sweetie.” Y/n began, trying to stay serious in the heat of the moment, “I just…want you to know that…I’m a virgin.” She whispered the words into his ear, her voice trembling slightly.

Alastor froze, his eyes going wide with shock. He pulled back slightly, his gaze searching hers for any sign of uncertainty. But what he saw was resolve, a spark that lit the kindling of his own restraint. He took a deep breath, the gravity of her words sinking in. He hadn’t expected this, but he felt a primal instinct to protect and claim her all at once.

With a gentle nod, he leaned back in, kissing her again, more tenderly this time. His hands slid up her sides, caressing her ribs before finally coming to rest on the fullness of her breasts. He cupped them gently, his thumbs stroking the sensitive peaks through the thin fabric of her panties. She gasped into his mouth, arching her back to press herself closer to him.

“That just means i can claim you even more this season.” He growled.

Their kiss grew more heated, tongues dancing and exploring as their hands continued to wander. He gently pinched her nipples, releasing a yelp from her plush lips. Her hands dug into his hair, holding him close as their kisses grew more frantic. He could feel her pulse racing under his fingertips, a silent plea for more. Alastor’s boxers grew tight as his arousal grew, straining against the fabric, demanding release.

Her panties grew damp with desire, the scent of her arousal mingling with the faint scent of brimstone. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties, pausing to gaze into her eyes once more. She nodded, her cheeks flushed a lovely shade of pink, giving him the green light. With one swift movement, he pulled them down, revealing her bare, untouched mound.

Alastor’s eyes feasted on the sight, a low growl rumbling in his chest. He stepped back for a moment, taking in the full picture of her beauty laid bare before him. Her legs were slightly apart, and he could see the glistening of her wetness, an invitation to claim her fully.

He climbed fully onto the bed, his powerful body hovering over hers. Y/n moan at the sight, traveling her fingers down to her clit where she spread her folds for him to see, the wet sound of them separating making Alastor’s ears twitch a bit.

“Fuck—oh, dear…” he began to pump his cock slowly at the sight, his claws digging into the bed sheets as his eyes took in the view of her. She was a vision, a delicate blend of innocence and desire that called to the deepest, most primal parts of him. He leaned in, his nose trailing along her neck as he inhaled her scent, his fangs elongating slightly.

Their kisses grew more frantic, their bodies moving in a silent dance of need. His hands found their way to her hips, and just as she thought he would thrust into her, he instead began to grind his cock onto her clit, collecting her slick onto his swollen, large member.

"Alastor," she gasped out, reaching down to touch him. He growled lowly, but didn't stop her. Her hand wrapped around his shaft, the heat of his arousal surprisingly welcome in her palm. She squeezed gently, unsure of her strength.

He groaned into her mouth, his hips bucking upward, encouraging her to move her hand. She took the hint and began to rub him, her strokes tentative but earnest. He was so much larger than she had ever imagined, hot and heavy with need. Her touch seemed to drive him wild, his hips moving in sync with her hand.

He broke the kiss, his eyes half-lidded and filled with a mix of passion and amazement. "You're so brave," he murmured, his voice a low growl. His hands found hers, guiding her movements. He showed her how to squeeze, how to rub the sensitive head of his cock, and how to glide her hand along the length of his shaft. She watched his face, learning his reactions, memorizing every twitch and gasp.

With every stroke, Alastor felt his control slipping. The thought of being her first, of teaching her the pleasures of the flesh, was more intoxicating than any whiskey could ever be. He leaned back, letting her take the lead, watching as she grew more confident in her touch. His hips rocked slightly, pushing into her hand, seeking more.

Her touch grew bolder, more sure, and with a growl of pleasure, Alastor could hold back no longer. He reached down, taking over, stroking himself faster as he leaned in to kiss her neck, his teeth grazing the tender skin. He knew he had to be careful, had to make this first time perfect for her.

He soon then pulled his cock away from her hand, rubbing her fluids all around it, acting as a lubricant.

“Are you ready, sweetheart? We can stop if you want to.” Alastor’s voice was a gentle rumble, his eyes searching hers for any sign of fear or hesitation.

Y/n nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. “Yes. I’m ready. I trust you.”

He took a moment to appreciate her bravery, his heart swelling with affection. With a nod, he positioned himself between her legs, his cock poised at her entrance. He took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving hers, and then, with a gentle push, he began to enter her.

Her eyes widened at the feeling of him stretching her, her body tightening around him as she took in every inch of his thickness. He was so much larger than she had ever anticipated, filling her in a way that was both uncomfortable and exhilarating. A whimper escaped her lips as he pushed deeper, the pressure building within her.

“Relax, sweetheart,” Alastor murmured, his voice soothing despite the animalistic hunger in his eyes. He pushed loose strands away from her face, “Let me in. Let me make it good for you.”

With a nod, she took a deep breath, willing herself to relax. Slowly, his cock pushed past the barrier of her virginity, the pain a brief shock before it morphed into a deep, intense pressure. She gripped the sheets tightly, her eyes squeezed shut.

“Look at me,” he ordered gently, and she did, her gaze locking onto his fiery orbs. “You’re mine now, understand?”

Y/n nodded, her eyes glassy with a mix of pain and pleasure. He began to move, his strokes slow and deliberate, allowing her to adjust to the new sensation. She bit her bottom lip, her nails digging into the bed as he filled her completely, her walls stretching around him like a glove.

The pain slowly ebbed away, replaced by a growing warmth that spread through her body. Alastor watched her closely, reading every twitch and gasp, adjusting his pace to match her needs. His movements grew more confident, his cock sliding in and out of her with ease.

Her hips began to move in time with his, her legs wrapping around his waist to pull him closer. He groaned, his fangs grazing her neck as he fought the urge to mark her. Her walls tightened around him, her moans growing louder with every thrust.

Alastor focused on her lustful facial expressions and the way her breasts bounced up and down from each thrust. Because of this, Alastor grabbed the fat of her hips, and quickened the pace.

The bed creaked under their combined weight, the rhythmic sound of their lovemaking echoing through the room. Y/n’s moans grew louder, her body arching off the bed with every deep thrust. He could feel her tightening around him, her muscles contracting as she approached climax.

“Alastor, I’m—I’m going to—” she gasped out, her eyes wide with surprise and pleasure.

“Not yet, dear, not until i say so.” He panted, “Save that knot for when you need to milk me, understood?”

Her eyes widened with excitement at his words, nodding eagerly. Alastor leaned in, capturing her lips in a bruising kiss as he pushed deeper, hitting a spot inside her that made her entire body convulse. She moaned into his mouth, her legs tightening around him.

As they reached the peak of their passion, Alastor could feel his cock begin to knot, the base swelling until it was lodged firmly inside her. He groaned against her neck, his claws digging into the bed as the pressure grew. Y/n gasped, feeling the sudden change. She looked down, her eyes going wide at the sight of his cock, now bulging beneath her skin, the tip just visible through the soft flesh of her lower belly.

“Alastor, what’s happening?” she panted, a mix of confusion and arousal in her voice.

He pulled back slightly, his eyes blazing with passion. “It’s natural, darling. My c-cock is knotting, making sure you carry my s-seed. Just relax, let it happen,” he groaned.

Her eyes went wide as she felt the pressure build, her body adapting to the new sensation. He began to thrust and rut more powerfully, the knot inside her making every movement more intense. She could feel him swelling, filling her completely, the head of his cock pressing against the entrance to her womb.

Y/n's breath hitched as she watched in a mix of awe and arousal. "Oh, Alastor, baby..." she whispered, her eyes glued to the sight before her. It was like nothing she had ever seen before, a part of him becoming a part of her in the most primal way possible.

Alastor's movements grew more erratic, his need to release overwhelming him. He could feel his orgasm approaching, his balls tightening. "Fuck, oh, y/n, you feel so good," he groaned, his teeth clenched as he fought to hold back. “Cum for my, dear, milk my cock’s seed out, you’re doing so g-good…!”

Her eyes went wide as she felt the pressure build again, her body responding to his words. She had never felt so filled, so owned. And as she watched the base of his cock bulge beneath her skin, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. She tightened her grip on his hips, urging him deeper, whimpering and moaning and babbling nonsense from how cock drink she was, her walls clenching around the thick knot.

With a final, powerful thrust, Alastor reached his peak. He growled, his body shuddering as he released deep inside her. The knot grew even larger, locking them together as his seed filled her womb. She screamed his name, her body shaking with the force of her own orgasm.

The room was filled with the scent of their passion, the air thick with the sound of their panting. Alastor leaned down, his forehead pressing against hers, panting like animals after a hunt. Y/n’s eyes searched his, a silent question in them.

“Did I hurt you?” He asked, his voice rough with concern.

Her smile was all the answer he needed. “No, it was perfect.” She said between breaths.

They remained like that for a moment, bodies entwined, hearts racing as one. The knot in Alastor's cock pulsed in time with his heartbeat, a constant reminder of their union.

After a moment of waiting, Alastor pulled out his now calmed member out of her cunt, but slowly, his ears twitching at the different wet noises coming from the action.

The two of them lay there for a moment, chests heaving and skin slick with sweat. Alastor couldn’t believe what had just happened. He had never felt this kind of connection with anyone before. He leaned down to kiss her forehead, his hands stroking her hair gently. “Thank you, y/n. That was...incredible.”

Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes hazy with pleasure. “Oh, well…Thank you, Alastor,” she whispered, her voice hoarse from the intensity of their mating. She felt a sense of belonging, of rightness that she had never experienced before. She knew that this was just the beginning of what was to come during the rut season, but she was ready, eager even, to face it all with him by her side.

Alastor’s eyes softened as he took in her beauty, the innocence of her expression, and the passion that had just been shared between them. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of protectiveness and possessiveness that was new to him. He leaned down to kiss her gently, his lips lingering against hers as he tasted the sweetness of their combined release.

As the aftershocks of their climax subsided, they both became aware of the sticky mess between her thighs. Alastor looked down at her with a mix of concern and pride. He had been rougher than he had intended, but she had taken it all with a grace that surprised and thrilled him. He leaned in to kiss her gently, moaning softly as a sign of relief.

His thick seed, although, was just about to leak out. Noticing this, he gave his dear y/n a quick peck of her temples before walking over the the bathroom to go grab a towel.

Walking back with a wet towel and some water, Y/n was just about dozing off at this point, which made him smile softly. Spreading her legs, he gently wiped the fluids around her pussy off with a washcloth, pushing some of his cum back inside of her, before throwing it into his laundry basket and laying down beside her. She giggled a bit, her cheeks still flushed from their love making.

He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer. He felt the knot in his cock shrink, but it was still lodged inside her, the bond not yet broken. “Are you okay, love?” He whispered, his thumb brushing against her cheek.

Y/n nodded sleepily, her eyes drifting shut. “Mmhmm, I’m perfect.” She mumbled, snuggling into his embrace

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END NOTES: Guys i might just starve you by posting fics once or twice a month cause atp that’s what i’m doing LOLLL☆ (likes, reblogs, etc is always appreciated!) btw erm my req’s actually have not been like loading for me and i have like 20+ soooo :3 I LOVE YOU GUYS!!! STAY SAFE!!! BAIII >_<!!!

-Genderlessdude92

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MASTERLIST

[marcspectorstannie]

Moonboys birthday blurbs bc it's Oscar Issacs bday as well ≛

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Marc☯

Bc of his childhood he never really celebrated his birthday since he was around 9

Ofc you're changing that

You bought him a small cake with "Happy birthday!" written on it and balloon shaped candles

You got matching bracelets and they were sun and moon themed :3 (ofc u got the sun)

He cannot hide his giant ass smile (or so called smile) when you surprise him with singing

Ofc in his head he's going insane and lowkey freaking out bc he's so greatful and also bc he kinda forgot he had a birthday*cough*

Oh and u forced him to wear a party hat with a pompom on it and now u have a Polaroid of him looking very annoyed :3

Steven☕︎︎

Also never celebrated his birthday bc he doesn't have anyone to celebrate with and finds it really awkward to celebrate by himself :(

Would only by small treats like cookies or sweets as a gift to himself

but then u came!!!

Changed this man's life for the better I tell you

You didn't get him a cake but instead just got a candle and lit it so he can blow it out (ofc) and then went for ice cream

You got matching build a bears!!1!1!1!! He as a regular dark brown bear and you have a golden Bear (both have matching t-shirts *cry*)

Cutest b'day pics together omg

Jake☠︎︎

*ik this gif isn't him but shhh*

It's like this man celebrates nothing tbh he's allergic to joy and cheer

You obviously fix that bc duh

You got him a cake but it's mainly you eating it and he has like 15% of it (his fav is red velvet argue with the wall)

Singing to him is the most awkward thing bc he'll give you the nastiest side eye even though he kinda likes it

You got him a pocket knife with MoonKnight engraved in the handle

He totally didn't almost smile when you gave it to him instead of smirking

Spent majority of the day inside with takeout food

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[citruswriter]

Answered Prayers

Astarion x Reader 💛

Warnings: Spawn Astarion, Reader is an angel, Reader is wearing a dress (put on the damn dress Joe, idc if ur a man), oral (f receiving), afab reader but mostly gn.

Listen in with me! ♫♪.ılılıll|̲̅̅●̲̅̅|̲̅̅=̲̅̅|̲̅̅●̲̅̅|llılılı.♫♪

White feathered wings stretched out, unfurling and reaching for the heavens. "I could be your guardian angel," you reasoned, voice still low as you hovered your lips over his, leaving the next move in his hands in whatever game of chess you seemed to be playing. Ruby red eyes marveled at the sight of your well kept secret. "I wouldn't offer it if I didn't mean it, I wouldn't show you if I didn't trust you". Astarion stared at you in adoration, lips meeting yours in a gentle passion. "Pray to me, my love," you spoke softly as you folded your wings lightly around the two of you. "I will always answer". Astarion kissed you, hands moving to peel the loose dress you had been wearing off your angelic body. "I guess I could give prayer another shot then, little love". He murmured, pushing you to lay down. "I believe you're supposed to bow your head, correct?" He asked, but before you could answer he ducked his head down between your legs, causing you to gasp in delight. Elvish curses you had picked up from the white haired man himself left your mouth as he ate you out, legs slung over his shoulders as he ate his meal. He whispered praises to you, pausing at times to kiss your inner thighs. Such a divine being you are, and you were all his.

Standing in the ruins of the shrine you stood in the moonlight. Breathing deeply, eyes closed, blissed out on the cold night air. This had been a special side quest. As the others camped out somewhere else, you had only taken Astarion with you to complete this personal quest of yours. "I never understood the need for gods..., " Astarion muttered. You opened your eyes slowly and turned to look over your shoulder to him, "Have you never felt drawn to the divine?" You asked, blinking in slight surprise. Astarion scoffed and walked closer to you, studying the broken marble stone, the only thing that had been left intact seemed to be what appeared as an offering table. Dried flowers and old rusty coins littered across it. "I've prayed to all of them. None of them ever answered me". He said bitterly. You drug yourself up to sit on the offering table, Astarion moving to let you only to take place between your legs, hand reaching up to brush a loc of your hair back.

"Maybe you shouldn't pray to gods then," you whispered shakily, kissing his neck softly. Something about being in the old temple, old divine energy mixed with the cool night air, seemed to intoxicate you in a sense. Astarion laughed softly and cradled your face, "Then who, or rather what, should I pray to? Hm, little love?" he questioned, sensing your almost high state of mind. "Me," was all you said before a large flash if light came from behind you.

You laid there as his tongue swirled around your pearl, causing you to jerk your hips, "Astarion! Astarion please!" You gasped out. He stopped and looked up at you, thumb taking his tongues place as he rubbed it. "Yes my treasure?" He answered. "Please, my love, please I need you. Need you in me. Stuffing me full," your tone was so loving yet so needy. How could he ever tell you, his guardian angel, no? He didn't take long to join you, skin touching skin. Soft flesh meeting cold skin as he touched you. He wasted no time burying his length into your velvet walls, wasted no time setting a solid pace in you. He relished in the noises that fell from your mouth, soft moans and cries of pleasure. Only noises he could draw from you. "Angel of my heart," he began speaking as he set a brisk pace in you, "please watch over me and guide me." Wings trembled as he continued to pray. "Protect me from my troubles and grant me victory. So be it." Reaching for your wings, he dug his fingers into the base, causing you to arch and mewl from pleasure. You gripped onto his arms in a poor attempt to ground you in reality.

"I swear," you panted, "I will guide and protect you. I will guide you, my hand in yours". Nails dug into your wings, ripping a cry of pleasure from you as you let them unfurl and drape onto the ground. "Anything for you, beloved. You deserve everything," you whispered to your lover as he held onto you, gripping onto you with utter devotion. Tangled limbs desperately holding onto each other in divine bliss, lips uttering praise like a last prayer, efforts to bring pleasure to the other as if it were an offering. Astarion's movements stuttered as he reached his end. "A-Are you close, darling? Want you to cum with me," he panted out, moaning in your ear. You nodded and let out a high pitched "Mhm", legs wrapping around his waist. He looked down at you and burned the image in his mind. You, all fucked out with sweat making your plush flesh glisten in the moonlight. White wings elegantly draped down, eyes half closed in lustful bliss, gaze filled with utter adoration. You were a sight to behold. A beautiful, messy sight to behold. Maybe the gods did hear his pleas for help. Maybe you were the answer to all of his pleading. Maybe you just needed to find him first. Astarion crashed his lips against yours as the two of you unraveled in your ecstasy.

The two of you panted, momentarily staying still in an attempt to catch your breath. Climbing off of you, he helped you stand up, wings stretching out to shake off any dust before you folded them once again. "Let's get back to camp and I'll clean you up and make you a warm drink, sound good?" He offered and you hummed, nuzzling into him. "Only if I get to clean you up back and rub your scalp". You counter offered, making the man in front of you grin as he helped you dress. "Of course, little love".

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"I love you so much Astarion," you hummed as you curled up into him, nuzzling his neck. "And I am loving these wings," he said back as he pet the soft fibers of the wing you had wrapped around the two of you. "Say it back or I'm taking them away," you demanded with a sleepy pout. "Oh hush up. I love you too, darling". He said back, planting a kiss on your forehead. As you slipped off into slumber, Astarion watched over you for a few more hours, marveling at the creature he had the honor of calling his lover. Drawing you closer to him, he fell asleep peacefully. Maybe the gods didn't answer him, maybe they did. But it didn't matter. Because you always would. And that's all that mattered.

I'm very iffy on this one. Idk if I like it very much but I had already written this two other times and if I rewrite it a third time, I might just burn myself out. So enjoy, my dears. 😭

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please write lily lily lily lily ohhh lily morrow i need her so bad

chill kill | lily morrow

♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ ﾟ. chill kill - red velvet

genre: smut/horror

synopsis: you’ve always had the feeling that someone’s stalking you.. is this really a dream, or is it reality it’s own self..?

pairing: yandere!lily x f!reader

warnings: smut, blood, mentions of killing, etc.

note: spooky season is right around the corner, so why not celebrate early with a yandere lily smut? and thank you so much for requesting more lily. i’m now working on all the parts for “roll the dice” so stay tuned for all 7 parts to the dice story! WHO’S ALSO EXCITED FOR NMIXX’S COMEBACK?! (fe3o4: stick out)

divider credits: @k1ssyoursister and @sweetparty

the start of this story begins where you were walking home from school at 11:00 after helping a teacher with their night shift. but all of a sudden..

“AHHHHH!!!!”

a loud scream was in the distance, but was it from pain, or playing? you decided to shake it off, thinking it was a little kid out in the distance playing with their friends. after a while, there goes footprints approaching behind you, getting louder and louder. you were getting annoyed, so you decided to turn around, yet nothing’s there! “y/n, get ahold of yourself..” you say to yourself. you always convinced yourself even when you were a little kid to just not believe in ghosts! unless.. this is reality?

when you finally reached your home, you felt the back of your neck being tightly grabbed, and a hand being wrapped around your mouth tightly, muffling your scream. it wasn’t long enough until you were passed out, asleep on the ground. you felt someone’s arms pick you up, and put you in the back of their car trunk.

a few hours later, you wake up, completely shocked at your new location. “wait.. this isn’t my house.. where am i..?” you say as you look down at your arms, knees, and upper body. you’re tied up, as if your at someone’s mercy..

“i see my baby’s woken up..” a voice comes from the stairs of the basement you were in. but wait.. why’s that voice so similar? as the footsteps got louder from the voice coming down, the person turned on the light, revealing themselves in a black leather jumpsuit, a hoodie on top of their head.

“let me go! let me go! who even are you?!” you yelled at the man—wait.. is it really a man? the mysterious person chuckled darkly, shaking their head. not even a few seconds later, they removed their hoodie, and jumpsuit, revealing a girl in a wolfcut, with the same school uniform you had on. it couldn’t be.. LILY?! your eyes widen as if they were gonna pop out of the sockets, and you use the bit of your feet back the chair into a wall, trying to stay away.

“l-lily?! what the hell-” she cuts you off firmly, moving closer to you as she speaks. “you’re not scared, are you..?” she preforms a creepy giggle. i mean, you have a bloody uniformed girl in front of you, you’re tied up, she has a knife, so really.. what kind of question is that?? you wanted to scream for help, but your attempt got your mouth duct taped in a second.

“don’t be so loud, pretty girl! we don’t want anyone hearing your screams, right?” she asks, her possessive tone never leaving her mouth. you shake your head yes, knowing that your ass would get sliced if you even said no to any question she asked. “so, y/n.. tell me why you think it’s funny to talk to other girls, when you’re clearly MINE?” she starts the interrogation, your body trembling with fear. she forgot that she duct taped your mouth, so she lightly tears it away from your mouth, so you can speak.

“w-wha-?! i’m not yours!” you say, completely in denial. “y-you’re not here.. i’m in a damn dream..” you try to convince yourself, but it just keeps coming back to you that you’re completely in reality. even lily slapped her cheek and your cheek to convince you. “you’re here, princess. i’m here too!” she giggled again, as you attempted to scream for help, but your mouth immediately got closed by her hand, muffling it completely. “stop being so loud! you don’t want anyone to hear you, right?” you could only preform head shaking at this point, shaking your head no.

but lily? oh she was not happy with that. every time you wanted to shake your head no, she gave you a glare that screamed “you better say yes”. so you just kept nodding your head in a fake eager manner, trying to convince her that she doesn’t have to hurt you. the girl covered in blood looks at you with a suspicious look, but actually believes your act.

that is, until she notices your sweat. she held her knife close to your neck, you nearly could feel it cut into the side of your neck. “don’t fool me with that bullshit. you know I own you, so stop acting like you ‘already know’ it.” she says, her voice low and eerie. she notices the skirt you had on, and obviously decided to take matters in her own hands. “you’re right.. I don’t own you, that’s what i’m gonna do. and I know just the way to make a girl get a wife instantly..”

her words made your expression turn into a dumbfounded, confused expression. what was she talking about..? (I KNOW YOU KNOW..) she immediately unties you, and made you stand in the corner. she throws you an outfit, you immediately catching it. “it’s for you! now go change.” she demands, keeping that sweet, yet not sweet smile on her face.

after you change, you walk out in frustration, looking down at her outfit choice as if fashion disaster was an actual person. however, she beams with excitement, yelling out “aww! you look adorable..” you can already tell you and her are gonna have agree to disagree conversations. “you call this cute?! i look like a stripper!” you retort angrily. that just only makes her giggle more. before you even know it, her hand shove you on the bed, starting to kiss you hard while being pinned underneath her.

as you pulled away from the kiss after so long, you noticed her 10 inch cock revealed immediately to you. she wasn’t wearing panties?! typical.. as she noticed you staring, she drags you up on all fours, positioning herself behind you, pushing beside your entrance. you notice the position you’re in, but you decided to just give in and take it?! well, you did kind have experience with other girls.. (haewon, sullyoon bae) she thrusts forward, your eyes shooting open, and moaning louder than your screams you would normally yell out. she starts pounding into you, not even giving you a damn chance to even try calming down! you let out loud moans, her grunts mixing in with them. it wasn’t long until she then spoke again. “i’m fucking cumming. you need this warm cum in that pussy, huh?” you nod frantically, before she lowly moans, filling your womb with her seed. she pulls out, admiring the way it drips from your pussy.

“well now that was a chill kill..” lily says, pranking you to see if you thought she was gonna kill you for real. and you fell for it. but she laughs jokingly, and pushes you on your knees, her cock immediately pushing deep in your mouth.

nah, sweetie, she ain’t done with you yet.

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Tracklist:

Things That Scare Me • Deep Red Bells • Outro With Bees • Lady Pilot • Tightly • Look For Me (I'll Be Around) • Stinging Velvet • Pretty Girls • I Missed The Point • Blacklisted • I Wish I Was The Moon • Runnin' Out Of Fools • Ghost Wiring • Outro With Bees (Reprise)

Spotify ♪ Bandcamp ♪ YouTube

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! ♪ . *. ⋆ say the name : *✧･ﾟ: ?

BASIC INFO . . . ✿

birth name — bei yu ming (贝玉明)

korean name — bae yu-min (배유민)

name meaning . . . ✿ —

yu ming : from chinese origins meaning ‘jade brightness’ formed with chinese characters,

玉 (yú) meaning ‘jade, gem’ and 明 (míng) meaning ‘bright, clear, light’ .

nicknames . . . ✿ — sun ( by seventeen ), misun ( by seventeen & carats ), ming ming ( by her siblings ), worldwide beauty ( by knetz ), carats older sister ( by carats )

birthdate . . . ✿ — march 7, 1998

zodiac sign . . . ✿ — pisces

birthplace . . . ✿ — wuhan, china

hometown . . . ✿ — wuhan, china

ethnicity . . . ✿ — chinese

nationality . . . ✿ — chinese

languages . . . ✿ —

. mandarin : 97%

. korean : 75%

. english : 63%

. cantonese : 58%

height . . . ✿ — 172 cm ( 5’8 )

blood type . . . ✿ — A+

hair color . . . ✿ — black (natural)

eye color . . . ✿ — dark brown

claims . . . ✿ —

. face : handong (deukae), cheng xiao, other chinese idols

. vocal : ningning ( aespa )

. rap : irene ( red velvet )

. dance : yves ( loona )

gender . . . ✿ — female

pronouns . . . ✿ — she/her

sexual orientation . . . ✿ — unlabeled

relationship status . . . ✿ — dating ( est. 2020 )

! ♪ . *. ⋆ network love: *✧･ﾟ: ?

CAREER . . . ✿

stage name — sunnie

hangul — 수니

company . . . ✿ — pledis ent. (2012 - 2024) diva labels (2024 - present)

trainee period . . . ✿ — 3 years (2012 - 2015)

debut age . . . ✿ — 17 (int.) 18 (kor.)

group . . . ✿ — seventeen

subunits . . . ✿ — vocal team

position . . . ✿ — main vocalist, dancer, fotg

representative emoji . . . ✿ — 🍓/☀️

fandom name . . . ✿ — ttalmingies

ranking . . . ✿ —

. vocal : 10/10

. rap : 5/10

. dance : 8.5/10

. stage presence : 8/10

. acting : 8.9/10

. producing : 7/10

. songwriting : 8.6/10

. leadership : 1.5/10

. public speaking : 4/10

! ♪ . *. ⋆ darl+ing: *✧･ﾟ: ?

PERSONAL . . . ✿

MBTI types — logistician ( ISTJ )

description — a logistician is someone with the introverted, observant, thinking, and judging personality traits. logistician’s tend to be reserved yet willful, with a rational outlook on life. they compose their actions carefully and carry them out with methodical purpose.

strengths . . . ✿ —

. open-minded, creative, patient, curious, sarcastic, sweet

weakness . . . ✿ —

. sensitive, indecisive, people-pleasing, anxious, self-critic

family . . . ✿ —

- BEI FEI-YU ( father )

. birthdate : august 27, 1971

. age : 52 years old

. ethnicity : chinese

. occupation : real estate agent

. status : alive

- BEI YIREN ( mother )

. birthdate : february 13, 1974

. age : 50 years old

. ethnicity : chinese

. occupation : teacher

. status : alive

- BEI YUXUAN ( brother )

. birthdate : december 8, 2000

. age : 23 years old

. ethnicity : chinese

. occupation : model

. status : alive

- BEI YICHEN ( sister )

. birthdate : may 1, 2006

. age : 18 years old

. ethnicity : chinese

. occupation : student

. status : alive

- BEI HAOYU ( youngest brother )

. birthdate : october 25, 2008

. age : 15 years old

. ethnicity : chinese

. occupation : student

. status : alive

! ♪ . *. ⋆ moonwalker: *✧･ﾟ: ?

TRIVIA . . . ✿

habits — copies other people’s actions or words, kicks feet when she sits down, blinks a lot when shes lying/nervous

phobias —

. necrophobia - ( fear of death )

. basophobia - ( fear of falling )

medical conditions . . . ✿ —

. anxiety

. insomnia

INTERESTS . . . ✿ —

. likes : video games, ballet, baking, gardening, animals, fashion, & movies.

. dislikes : sickness, hot weather, rude people, crying

. favorite movie : 10 things i hate about you & legally blonde

. favorite artists : snsd, kara, red velvet, twice, ariana grande

FACTS . . . ✿ —

. she was originally going to stay training with pristin and was planned to debut with them but pledis decided to make her debut with seventeen instead

. while training she attended an arts school which she learned ballet at, and the members would always come to her recitals

. she earned the title ‘carats older sister’ due to younger carats always talking about how she always felt like an older sister to them

. in 2020 she gained alot of attention from doing a cover of frozen’s ‘into the unknown’ and was praised for her vocals

. she currently lives with jun and minghao

. she started dating jun in 2020

. she is massively praised for taking part in the entire making of her solo mini album

. she has 3 dogs, bambi and gamie who live with her, and jian who lives with her family in china

. is barley on social media and always says she never wants to be on it much because she hates seeing negative things about her and her members

. she was in orange caramel’s ‘catallena’ mv and in orange caramel’s ‘my copycat’ mv

. used to be way more talkative during debut era but got way quieter and more reserved from all the hate she got from antis

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