#✦ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ➜ ｢ Long Post ｣

[bccksmarts]

Hermione Granger in Sims 4

I redesigned her house, so I did her too! I'll stick some more under the cut, and I'll add her house design to her page later on, but this was super fun to do!!

[fluorescentmortem]

Negative Enneagram Test

Type 2

The Enneagram Type 2, often referred to as "The Helper" or "The Giver," is characterized by a deep-seated desire to connect with others by offering assistance and support. While this personality type is known for their kindness, generosity, and empathy, the negative aspects of their nature can create challenges in both their personal lives and relationships. Their negative aspects tend to take the following forms:

• Overly Self-Sacrificing: Strong inclination to prioritize others' needs over their own, often to the detriment of their own well-being.

• Validation Seeking: Seeking approval and validation from others by constantly helping and being indispensable.

• Manipulative Behavior: Tendency to manipulate situations and emotions to feel needed and valued.

• Hidden Agenda: Helping others with the underlying expectation of receiving appreciation or reciprocation.

• Boundary Issues: Difficulty setting healthy boundaries, leading to emotional exhaustion and burnout.

• Resentment: Developing resentment when their efforts aren't acknowledged or reciprocated as expected.

• Ignoring Personal Needs: Neglecting their own needs and desires while focusing excessively on fulfilling others'.

• Fear of Rejection: Constantly fearing rejection or abandonment if they don't meet others' needs.

* Dependence on Others' Approval: Relying on external validation for their sense of self-worth and identity.

• Loss of Authenticity: Suppressing their own feelings and opinions to cater to others' preferences.

• Emotional Manipulation: Using emotions to control situations, often making others feel guilty for not complying.

• Avoiding Conflict: Going to great lengths to avoid conflict and disagreements, even at their own expense.

• Loss of Identity: Struggling to distinguish their own desires and identity from those they help.

• Exaggerated Selflessness: Displaying excessive selflessness to the point of denying their own needs altogether.

• Emotional Volatility: Swinging between feelings of selflessness and moments of frustration or anger.

• Martyr Complex: Adopting the role of the martyr, using their sacrifices to garner sympathy and attention.

• Conditional Giving: Giving with strings attached, expecting something in return for their help.

• Neglecting Self-Reflection: Focusing so much on others that they fail to reflect on their own feelings and motivations.

• Unhealthy Attachments: Forming co-dependent relationships based on their role as the caregiver.

• Burnout: Constantly overextending themselves without proper self-care, leading to burnout.

• Loss of Autonomy: Feeling trapped by their need to be needed, which can hinder their personal growth.

• Fear of Abandonment: Worrying that if they stop helping, they'll be abandoned or unloved.

• Validation Addiction: Becoming addicted to the emotional highs they get from being needed and appreciated.

Tagged by: @kingofthewebxxx ( MWAH )

Tagging: Whomever would like to!!

[starshapedb0x]

𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 ✧˚ · .

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: you and carlos sainz have had your eyes on each other for so long, but the more you think about the each other the more jealous you get for others who get to spend time with the other. Who will fall first in this little game you’re playing?

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 18+ (minors dni and read at your own discretion.), jealousy, semi-public sex, party, unprotected sex, oral sex (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), poorly written smut (first timer guys), mirror sex, Rudy Pankow involved because I need a random celebrity

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: carlos sainz x model!fem!reader

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 2K+

𝐀/𝐍: very much inspired by “boyfriend” by ariana grande and social house music video. first time writing something like this, I might write more, requests always open.

There you stood in front of the big, dark wood door of the huge mansion where the party you’d been invited to was happening. Your stylist had picked a black sparkly short dress with stars on it, paired with under-the-knee high heel boots. Your ears and neck are adorned with silver jewellery, matching the bracelet around your wrist. The invite said to be there at around 21:00, but you are Y/N Y/L/N. You didn’t need to arrive a little late to make an impact on whoever was in there, but the team that worked with you knew how doing so reinforced that effect. And even if it was a private party, the paparazzi were going insane with your image spread on their cameras. Y/N, the epitome of beauty, the woman every magazine wanted on their covers, every designer on their runway, and every photographer in their studio.

You gave wide smiles to the paparazzi as you walked into the house. Other than the lack of light and the loud music all around, you noticed the main guests this party was for: all of the F1 grid. You were acquainted with them, but from the first meeting, you found them to be a nuisance to your job, to your image, and most importantly, to you, there were a few you tolerated but the way they messed with anyone that was involved in modeling threw you off. But.. him. Carlos Sainz, the one man you’d danced with on those warm summer nights in clubs, parties, or anywhere you were invited that enhanced your reputation. The black classic suit he was in, and to make it a little more informal, without the tie. The dress shirt unbuttoned the right amount, showing off just enough of the chest you’d rested your head on before. And under the lack of light, his eyes looked even shinier.

Throughout those months, Sainz and you had your eyes on each other. You only spoke to each other in person never through texting, but the amount of time both of you spent just looking at each other’s social media pages was too much to be safe for the average person. You saw every picture posted on his account, along with every one he was tagged in. But so did he. And every picture you took holding a man that wasn’t him a little closer than usual had him gritting his teeth and holding his phone a little tighter than usual. To be fair, you knew what you were doing without looking at it; you helped pick the photos for your social media, thinking about what reaction you’d get from the driver if he were to see them.

Of course, you greeted every one of them, talking loudly so you could be heard over the loud music. What a season! They deserve the break and whatever party is thrown for them, although you were sure they’d rather sleep. The other driver you actually got along with was Lando, so as soon as you went and said hello, the conversation went smoothly, catching up with the last few months. You couldn’t help but eye the Spaniard from the corner of your eye, sliding the tip of your fingers along the side of Lando’s arm as you laughed lightly at a joke he cracked. Carlos couldn’t just walk over and snatch you away from his friend and colleague, slapping his hand away even if it wasn’t touching you, so he decided to play your game.

Approaching another guest, she giggled as you watched the Spaniard move his lips, finishing with a grin playing on them. He eyed you almost directly, but somehow the woman in front of him didn’t notice. At this point, the conversation with Lando had faded out a bit, and he offered to go get you a drink, which, after turning back to him to stop looking at Carlos, you accepted. You stood there for a second. You weren’t going to let Sainz win the game you started. To your luck, Rudy Pankow walked right past you and, upon noticing, greeted you right away. Looking back at the Spaniard, who now had his hand placed very lightly, almost not touching the hips of the woman in front of him, as they both laughed, you hugged the blonde actor tightly and longer than usual. You held his arms, asking him how he was doing and how everyone was. He replied to you, but everything you could focus on was the Brunette man giving you a quick look, your eyes meeting for just a millisecond as the woman hugged him tightly while telling him something he genuinely didn’t care about at the moment.

"Rudy, that’s so nice." You said this as he told you all about what he was filming at the moment. He lowered his head slightly to hear what you needed to say, and reaching your mouth to his ear, you continued. "I really need to go touch up; I won’t take long, promise."

With that, you walked to the bathroom. It didn’t take you long to find it, but to your surprise, the bathroom was huge. There was a long counter with a sink and a vase with flowers placed on the other end, two round mirrors along that wall, and not one person was in there. Right after you left his field of vision, the one and only Carlos Sainz rushingly left the embrace of the woman, whose name he didn’t even remember, and without saying goodbye, basically ran after you.

As you looked at yourself in the mirror, carefully running your fingers through your hair to fix it up, a silhouette showed up behind you. And without even looking carefully, you knew exactly who it was. "Carlos Sainz. You looked like you were having fun over there."

"Cállate, Princesa." (Shut up, Princess.) He says it in a more joking way than anything else. He makes his way over to you, shutting and locking the door behind him swiftly. You turned to him, and the moment your eyes met, you couldn’t keep your hands off each other. The Spaniard’s hand flew to your hips, roughly gripping them. You threw your arms around his neck, letting your hands run along his dark hair. Both of your lips crashed into each other abruptly. Both of you lost the game. You lowered your hands to his chest, sliding them up to his shoulders under the black blazer he was wearing. It was far too hot in here for him to be wearing that. You slid your hands down just slightly, and Carlos placed his arms back, letting the blazer fall off, landing on the cold floor. His hands fell right back on you, and they roamed along your back. Every touch of his fingers against your skin made you press up against him, closing every air gap between you. He lowered his hand to the back of your thighs, picking you up and setting you down on that counter. As he set you down, you grabbed his shirt’s collar and pulled him towards you. It all felt so desperate and somewhat rushed. Both of you felt hot and in a trance; you both pulled away from each other. Carlos looked at you with those brown eyes of his, and you held your breath at the sight in front of you, his mouth slightly open, panting quietly, his once neat hair now messy. But you weren’t the only one in awe. Carlos looked at your face, lips red and swollen from the previous kissing, cheeks visibly warmer than before, and eyes carefully watching his every move. Nothing else mattered right now; the music was significantly lowered in volume in here, and all you could hear were your company’s panting along with yours. The Spaniard didn’t take long to place both of your lips back together, and you roughly roamed your hands on each other, moving almost savagely on the counter—CRASH! Only you looked at the fallen, now broken, vase on the floor. "Wait, Carlos—"

"It doesn’t matter, cariño." He said, his hands reaching the zipper on the back of your dress, sliding it down and placing his hands under it, sliding one of the straps down to reveal more of your neck, then sliding the other one down to reveal your breasts, your nipples hardening at the contact with the cold air. He trailed kisses down your jawline and neck, reaching them. He worked carefully on both of your nipples, giving them equal attention. His hands rested on both sides of your waist. You rested your head back on the mirror behind you and intertwined your fingers with his hair. You couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, breathing shakily. His hand moved to the side of your thighs, sliding to the inner side of them, and not long after, right under your dress, lightly touching your clothed clit with his fingers. At which point you gasped, feeling almost dizzy. He rubbed it on top of your black lace panties just the right way—enough to keep you shaking from pleasure in his hands but not nearly enough to make you cum. "Carlos.."

"Dime, niña bonita." (Tell me, pretty girl.) He whispered lowly in your ear.

"Please, please make me cum." You desperately told him he slid your panties down your legs, you whining at the loss of contact in between your legs, and threw them near his blazer, and in a second he got on his knees in front of you, leaning his head against the inner side of your thigh. Your hands still rested on his soft hair as he pulled you towards him, sliding you on the counter. He pulled your dress up and guided his finger on your folds, hovering over your clit before pressing down. His finger slid slickly inside you, earning a choked moan out of your mouth. His tongue started working on your clit, and at the contact, you abruptly gripped his hair and practically screamed. As he got quicker, Carlos added two more fingers, and you could do nothing but let him, at this point only seeing stars. His pants were getting tighter as your moans became louder and your legs shook under the influence of his actions. Your legs instinctively closed around him as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and you let out a string of moans, calling out his name. The Spaniard pried your legs open and got up. "I don’t remember saying you could cum, cariño. Fucking the obedience back into you doesn’t sound like a bad idea."

You panted, fucked out, and were sensitive from the orgasm you’d just had. Carlos didn’t seem to care as he slid you down from the counter and turned you around to face the mirror. You could see him with his hands lowered in the mirror, but what confirmed he was unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants were the noises, the clinging of the metal part of the belt and the unzipping of the dress pants. After doing so, he looked up at you, placing his hand near your mouth and resting his fingers on your lips. You took them in your mouth, sucking gently on them and coating them with the saliva built up from simply looking at the male behind you. Carlos stroked himself a bit, sighing, before pressing his cock against your pussy. "Fuck. Carlos, just do it." You moaned out, lowering your head with both hands to your sides and supporting yourself on the marble counter of the bathroom. He stopped himself.

"What do you want me to do, Princesa?" You shivered under his touch, one of his hands going up to your breasts, flicking the hardened skin of your nipple between his fingers, the other under your chin, almost wrapping around your throat from the front. He made you look at yourself in the mirror. "Look at you. I bet none of those guys have ever left you like this, have they? I know you posted all those pictures just for me. You get off at the thought of me getting jealous over you, huh? Princesa?" 

You looked at yourself in the mirror; the mess you were in under his touch was unmatched. Fucked out and breathless, still waiting and begging for more, your hair falling on both of your shoulders, your skin glistening with sweat and desire, He was right; no one to ever touch you had touched you like he did; you were ruined for other men after today. "I need you right now, please, Carlos, please." You begged, looking at him through the mirror.

"Only because you asked nicely, niña bonita." He slid his cock into your pussy slowly, groaning.

"You had to put it all in, you fucking asshole." You said that, struggling to keep your legs still so you wouldn’t fall.

"Perdóname, but I’m not halfway in." (Forgive me.) He cooed, leaning against you and tightening the grip on your throat to hold your head up still. Your knees gave out slightly, and you tried to keep your strength on your arms. The unstoppable noises slipping out of your lips could only encourage Carlos more, as he finally thrust in everything he could, earning sharp panting for you underneath him. He started thrusting into you at a slow pace, although it didn’t take him long to speed up, and it didn’t take long for you to feel that pit in your stomach again. Finally, it hit you—that sweet spot you liked so much. Your whole body trembled as Carlos hit it, and noticing it, he angled his thrusts towards that same spot. It was being used and abused, and you couldn’t hold out like this much longer. You were practically screaming; no one outside could hear you both with the loud music and chatting of everyone, but even if they did, at this point you couldn’t care less. "Y/N, Y/N.." Carlos chanted, his thrusts getting sloppier, his breathing getting heavier, and his moans getting louder.

"Please let me,.. ugh.., please let me cum, Carlos." The way his name slid off your tongue drove him wild. "Cum for me, Princesa." He almost begged in your ears; you felt yourself tense up, and from there you were lost, crying out his name, gripping on anything you could around you, and your legs shaking from the wave of pleasure that shot through you.

As you rode out your high, you felt Carlos halt and pull out, spilling his seed onto your thighs, holding you against him, and pressing open-mouthed kisses anywhere he could reach on your skin.

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Carlos was sitting on the floor with his legs stretched out, his blazer on the floor next to him. You sat on top of him, head leaning against the counter; you were dressed now, and you innocently giggled at whatever he was saying. He had his fingers running along your cheek, and you had your fingers gripping the collar of his shirt. Your lips inches away from his.

"Estás tan hermosa—"

An unlocking noise was heard, and Lando walked in. Both of you halted and leaned back away from each other’s touch. Lando looked at the both of you, still you sat on Carlos’ legs, furrowing his eyebrows and visibly gritting his teeth. He looked at the broken vase on the floor and at the way you were now adjusting the strap of your dress while Carlos buttoned his shirt back up. And before any of you could speak, he just backed away.

[ze0re]

❝ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐔𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐘 ! ❞ － 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒. 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒. 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐞

⇨⚠︎︎ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 !¡⚠︎︎⇦ threesome, reverse cow girl, fingering, roommates au, whore calling , oral (male r.), choking, teasing, vibrator, dom!geto, dom!gojo, bottom!reader, black!reader

𝐀𝐍. happy halloween my spooky ghosts 👻 (let’s pretend this was posted on halloween) just wanted ti say thank you to the people who read and enjoyed some of the kinktober stories even If they weren’t written to my fullest I still appreciate you guys :). I would also like to apologize AGAIN for missing some of the stories I said I was going to write, for the Choso request I still have to work on It and whoever requested I’m soooo sorry for delay (ಡ‸ಡ). But after this I will work on It!

－ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞. 𝐀 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫.

It was an ordinary in the apartment. Quiet, Sun shining into the big living room you were sitting in, underneath a warm blanket as you watched your show. As long as those two knuckle heads were out of the house you had it allll to yourself. For the afternoon at least— but hey. Better than nothing, you sinked more into the couches cushion continuing to dive deeper into your tv program.

6:30pm

It’s been three hours since you’ve been alone for the day, still deep into your program that played. You were so into it you had forgotten to re fill the cat food for your cat, when the soft brown furred creature jumped on the couch practically marching her way towards your chest meowing as loud as she could trying to gain your attention. When you felt her paws start making biscuits on your chest trying to catch your attention you glanced down with a raised a brow. “What is it now?.” You asked a bit annoyed taking your attention off your show, she meowed jumping off your chest walking towards her food bowl. You sighed lifting the blankets off your body, getting off the couch walking towards where she was leading you. When she stopped in front of her food bowl pawing at it you quickly realized.

I forgot to refill the food bowl!?

In an instant you ran towards to the pantry where you kept her food and treats grabbing the wet food from the top shelf, walking back to grab her food bowl placing it on the counter as she followed you. she jumped ontop of it sitting down, watching you. You put down the wet food onto the counter, going to the fridge to grab some blueberries. “I’m so sorry pretty girl— mama was too caught up in her show.” You pampered as you petted behind her eyes feeling her tiny head lean against your hand meowing making you smile, “I’ll take that as you forgive me.” You said before booping her tiny black nose going back to fixing her food, when you were fixing her food you hadn’t realized the ring notification buzz indicating the trouble maker duo was home.

Till it was too late.

When you were done making her food, bending down to set it down you heard a snickered. “What a nice welcoming (Y/N).” Oh no. You almost stumbled to the ground trying to pick yourself back up standing up straight to spot the duo looking at you, suguru was flushed as satoru bit his lip, your eyes widen remembering you were only wearing your underwear and a white tank top that showed your stomach. You were quick to grab the blanket off the couch covering up your body as you glared at them, “Stop staring you perverts! You weren’t supposed to be home till 8.” You snarled watching as Gojo’s face turned into a pout at you covering yourself, “They let us go early since we were done with our work.” Said Suguru who shrugged his shoulders with a bitten lip, “Yeah, what he said. But If I known you roam the house practically naked everyday..maybe I should stay home more often.” Satoru smirked walking a little closer to you as you stepped back, Suguru sighed shaking his head. “Satoru, careful where you step.” He said as Satoru only chuckled. “Or what? Not like she can do anything.” He grinned as you rolled your eyes tightening your grip on the blanket, again Suguru sighed, “Not her i’m talking about-“

He got interrupted when he heard a loud hiss and a man child by his side gripping his arm standing behind him. “her.” He sighed. You grinned looking down at (C/N) who rubbed along your leg meowing sweetly like nothing happened, “Aww that’s such a good girl.” You cooed leaning down to grab your cat into your arms feeling her nuzzle her head with yours as you walked away towards your room, Satoru glared at the cat as he gripped harder on Sugurus arms, “Till this day I don’t understand why that damn cat hates me.” He said. “Maybe because you always harass her owner. Now let go of me.” Suguru said snatching his arm away from him hearing Satoru pout, “Suguruuuu! Dont hate me too!” Suguru groaned rolled his eyes making his way toward his the kitchen. “Satoru maybe you should lower it down one day, hm? She’s gonna end up slapping you for being a pervert.” He said going into the fridge to grab a drink hearing Satoru grunt, “You’re no better than me.” He mumbled, “You have thoughts of fuc-“ “Satoru!” He interrupted slamming down his cup on accident, when he realized what he did he cleared his throat with a pinkish blush. “Keep that between me and you.” He mumbled looking at Satoru who looked back with a smirk, “Oh come on Suguru. One day you gotta let go of that innocent act~ Besidesss we already agreed on the thing.”

Oh yes.

The thing.

He huffed, “I forgot about that..” He mumbled with a sigh, “Do you think she’ll even agree to it?.” He questioned watching Satoru snicker, “I know she will. Have you seen how competitive she is? She’ll agree to it.” He chuckled getting off the counter, “Besides we’re going out tonight, we might as well test her luck.” He grinned walking towards your door with a huffy Suguru following behind, Satoru knocked on your door nonstop till you got fed up swinging the door open with a glare on your face. “What!?” He looked down to see you wearing pants and a hoodie covering the tank top and white panties you had on. He pouted jokingly, “Aww why’d you change?.” You scoffed crossing your arms in response leaning against the door, “What the hell do you guys want.” You questioned looking between the two men who looked at each other the back to you, Satoru grinned. “We have a little game we wanna play with you.”

You raised a brow, “What game?.” You asked curious watching as Gojo pulled out a pair of panties. You stared at the dangling thin undies in confusion till it clicked, making your eyes widened looking between Satoru and Suguru. “Since me and Suguru are going out...and if you accept the game. You’ll have to wear these the whole night with me or him controlling it.” The thought of either Satoru or Suguru controlling your orgasms made your stomach twist in a knot, you cleared your throat continuing to stare at the dangling thing feeling flustered. “Before I play your stupid game.” You trailed glaring at him, “What are the ”Rules””. You huffed crossing your arms over your chest watching as Suguru and Satoru looked at each other. Satoru turned back around with a smirk, “You can’t relive yourself till we get back home, meaning no sneaking off to the bathroom to try and relieve yourself. If you do, you lose.” Your eyes furrow, “What’s the deal.” Satoru bit his lip shrugging, “If we win, we get to fuck you.” Gets to fuck me?!2? You almost felt your eyes pop out of there sockets before clearing your throat for the second time, “And if i win?.”

“You get to do whatever you’ll like with us.” Suguru said with a look..you made eye contact with him instantly taking your eyes away from him feeling your legs shake. That look he had did something to do…looked like a predator hunting its pray. You looked between the undies and them making a decision…in an instant you were quick to snatch the thing out of Satoru’s hand, slamming your door close going straight to your closet to find a dress. “I’m so gonna win.” You grinned pulling out the black dress.

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Why am I so nervous?. I shouldn’t be nervous right?..But I can’t help but to..they’ve been eyeing me ever since we got here..you thought chugging the rest of your drink letting your eyes flicker between them as they kept a good eye on you, like they were hunting. Your legs shifted a little as you looked away back to the bar to keep your attention away from them, wondering what tricks they have up their sleeves. You pulled your hand up indicating another drink, the bartender walked towards you with a small grin, “What can I get you?.” He asked almost In a flirty tone but shaking It off you pushed your glass forward, “Gimmie the strongest drink you got.” You said back making eye contact with him as he nodded his head giving you a small wink. You didn’t think much of It just looking around the club waiting for your drink till suddenly you felt a vibration run through you making you jolt forward with a small gasp. Your nails gripped on the counter as you looked up to see Gojo smirking with his hand in his pocket with Geto staring at you as he sipped his drink.

You glared towards the white haired bastard but that only added more fuel to the fire feeling the vibration increase making your eyes go wide, whining a little. When the bartender came back with your drink he raised a brow seething down your glass, “You okay?.” He asked and you slowly nodded your head, “Y-Yes! Just fine!.” You answered with a slight high pitched voice biting back the obvious moans that tried the escape, the bartender looked at you with concern but shrugged it off sliding your drink over and going back to working. Your teeth gritted together as you stared at Satoru watching as his smirk grew at your reaction, fuck. The vibrations that were shooting through you felt so damn good..It was hitting your clit in the right place in the right spot, shit…you felt like you were gonna cum feeling that familiar knot in your stomach. Without thinking you slightly jolted your hips forward practically grinding against the toy to let yourself cum but was instantly denied by Satoru turning off the toy. Your eyes started watered but you sucked it back sighing deeply trying to not get frustrated at the fact you’ve lost your orgasm. You weren’t gonna let them win. You cleared your throat straighten your posture putting a smile on your face as you chugged down the glass, slamming it back onto the counter before standing up from your seat. “ I won’t let them win”

“Not In a million years.”

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It’s been a good two hours since this little game started and honestly..It’s been hell! Every fifteen minutes they would take turns turning the dam toy on an off! The second time you were on the dance floor, enjoying yourself till all of sudden you felt waves of vibrations hit your clit making you almost fall to the ground by your legs shaking from the shock, the third time you thought you were gonna finally cum…till Suguru turned It off the last minute making you accidentally get mad at the person that was talking to you..and the fourth time…you were reaching your limit. You haven’t came in the last two and a half hours..you were getting frustrated and impatient, with out second thought you got up from the table you were sitting at rushing towards a bathroom to please yourself. You were getting sick of it! You needed to cum..before you could even reach the handle to the bathroom you felt hands on your hips pulling you away from It. You lost the game. Satoru chuckled in your ear rubbing his hands up and down your hips, “You lost doll..which means.”

They get to fuck you.

How fun.

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The moment you guys got into the door lips were all over you. Satoru had your lips trapped with his as Suguru was standing behind you kissing your neck leaving his marks on your skin. You whined Into Satoru’s mouth as you felt his hands forcefully move your head to side to give Suguru more space to kiss and suck against your neck. Suguru let his hands linger around your body as you kept backing up into him slowly feeling him get hard against you. He groaned against your neck, bucking his hips against yours feeling pleasure waves run through his body, he hummed continuously roaming his hands around your body letting them lift your dress up to expose the black thong you were wearing. You shivered from the cold air hitting your exposed thighs, shuttering from his warm hands messaging and gripping them, Satoru chuckled in your mouth hearing your small little moans be stuffed away, pulling away to kiss along your jawline. Your pussy was aching for release, It has been for the past hours! You were already panting like a dog as pleasure was happening from each part of your body, neck, jawline, thighs, ass…you needed to be fucked.

Now.

You hummed, “Bed..now.” You asked breathless hearing them both chuckle. Without any questions Suguru backed off as Satoru picked you to carry you to his bed with Suguru walking behind, when Satoru walked into his room he dropped you on his bed going back to kissing you, rough. You moaned Into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck kissing him back, Suguru walked towards your body gliding his hands along your exposed thighs letting them sneak there way up to your panties placing a finger ontop of your pussy feeling you flinch. He scoffed, “You’re so wet.” He mumbled as Satoru chuckled pulling away from your lips going towards your jawline, “You that frustrated baby?.” Satoru said smirking against your jaw, gripping your tits into his hands, you couldn’t help but groan struggling to get a word out from all this pleasure happening at once. You whined loudly arching your back as you felt Suguru slide your panties to the side, easily pushing a finger inside you, “Shit..Wait Sug- Mmh!?.” You couldn’t finish your sentence when you felt two fingers entered your mouth, your eyes widened looking to see Satoru already looking at you with a lustful gaze. “Suck.” Is what he said. Without much arguing you obeyed starting to suck a long his fingers, “Good girl..” He whispered with a small smirk watching you suck his fingers like It was his cock..damn. He can just imagine his fingers being his cock instead, he felt his dick twitch in his pants slightly cussing to himself. The gags and moans that were leaving your mouth was making this difficult, Suguru without warning entered another finger picking up his pace. Thrusting in and out of you.

You jerked forward feeling Satoru’s warm hands slide down your stomach to your exposed pussy using his middle finger to rub against your clit as Suguru thrusted Into you. Your eyes snapped wide only for them to roll back feeling everything hit you at once, “W-Wait-!.” You begged but they didn’t listen, Suguru sped up his pace as Satoru did the same feeling you twitch underneath them. You were bout to cum, that familiar knot that you’ve feeling all night came back, you moaned and whined grinding against their hands chasing your orgasm. You wanted to cum, you needed to cum. You kept doing it uncontrollably feeling yourself about to spill against there hands, your hands clenched around Satoru’s back feeling yourself cum, Suguru smirked as Satoru continued to rub against your clit at a slow pace. Geto pulled his fingers out seeing your sticky substances on his fingers with a small smirk, Satoru chuckled looking down at the mess you made all over the bed and your thighs, “You made such a mess baby.” He smiled getting off from your body to lift you up now In a new position, your eyes furrowed. “Wha-? Ah!” You got caught off guard when you felt something big push past your folds, you looked behind your shoulder to see Suguru already looking at you with lust lingering in his eyes and a soft groan escaping his mouth as he felt you tightened around him.

How did he get his pants off that fast?!

You didn’t have enough time to question yourself when you felt Suguru grip your hips leaning his head close to your ear, “Move.” He mumbled sending shivers down your spine, without arguing you nodded your head with a small whine beginning to move. Up and down at a slow pace to get adjusted against him, he groaned lowly leaning down to peck your back and neck as Satoru stood in front of you. You looked up at him with low lidded eyes confused of what he wanted you to do, Satoru only grinned trailing his hand to your wrist to place your hand on his growing bulge, your eyes widened. He didn’t want you to..while you were!…you gulped down that lump that was growing only for you to hiss feeling Suguru’s hands dig into your hips helping you move on top of him. There was no way you could take him in your mouth while you were getting fucked from behind, “Satoru I don’t think I can do It..” You whispered moaning a little from Suguru pushing your hips more down against his shaft making you dig your nails into his knee focusing on the pleasure you were receiving from behind.

Hearing you couldn’t do it made him scoff, clenching his hand around your hair making you come closer to his bulge. You whined feeling him tug you forward being face to face with dick, “And all that cocky shit you were saying before…look at you now. I’m sure you can take me into your mouth while you get fucked but you just don’t wanna do it huh?” He questioned tilting your head up with a raised brow, he saw how bad you were fighting against him and Suguru abusing your pussy over and over again. Your eyes fluttered feeling him push you down more against his dick, deep fucking you. Satoru saw your eyes flicker from his to the ground struggling to keep eye contact with him, Satoru hummed using his other hand to unbuckle his belt, pulling off his pants and boxers along with it letting them drop on the floor taking his dick into his hands. Your eyes widened for the fifth time tonight seeing how big he was..that couldn’t fit in your mouth! You could barely handle Suguru right now..

You screwed up accepting this game.

Satoru stroked himself a little before tugging you forward, lips touching the tip. You looked up with begging eyes to let Suguru finish before you start with him but Satoru’s wasn’t having It. “You wanna be a whore right? This Is what whores do baby..” He grinned, “Now..open for me yeah?” You only nodded your head leaning closer to his dick opening your mouth to take him inside. Satoru threw his head back feeling warmth and a wet tongue perfectly sucking him, “Jus like that.” He chuckled, you moaned his shaft digging your nails more deeper into Suguru’s knee feeling him pick up the pace behind you. You were becoming a moaning mess, you were getting fucked from behind while sucking off your roommate, this was too much.. your eyes watered as soon a tear fell down your cheek from pleasure focusing on pleasuring the man In front of you as the man behind you fucked you nice and deep.

Suguru bit your shoulder biting back his moans feeling his knot start to form, “Im finna cum.” He groaned, you hummed against Satoru’s dick sending vibrations throughout his body hearing a small deep moan, “Fuck..” You slightly smirked a little moving your hips up and down his dick moaning from how big he Is, Suguru eyes fluttered close letting you do your thing on top of him as he held your body close to his. The moans you were letting out kept sending vibrations through Satoru’s body leading him to his own knot forming, you kept moving on top of Suguru as you kept sucking Satoru. They were both about to cum inside you. Without warning Suguru bit hard against your shoulder feeling him shoot his load Inside you making you jolt forward moaning loudly against Satoru only to feel his cum shoot into your mouth. You went to pull back from him but he only kept you there against his dick till he was finished cumming inside your mouth, “Take It.” He groaned looking down seeing how much of a mess they made out of you,

When It felt like they were done Suguru lifted you up from his dick as Satoru let go of your hair letting you pull back from him with heavy pants and some cum still on your lips. Satoru chuckled leaning down to take your lips into his tasting himself In your mouth, the kiss was soft and gentle than before leaning more Into it, before you could even slide your tongue into his mouth a hand gripped your throat pulling you back from him. Leaning your head against Suguru’s chest as he tilted your head to take your lips with his. Suguru’s lips were more softer than Satoru’s, Satoru only smirked shaking his head as he went to grab a towel for the three of you, after a few more seconds Suguru pulled back. “That’s as something.” He chuckled also hearing you snort leaning more into his chest feeling yourself about fall asleep, “Mhm..”

“It definitely was.”

[kurolumiis]

𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐀’𝐒 𝐇𝐒𝐑 𝐎𝐂’𝐒

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: this post contains spoilers to the hsr storyline. read at your own discretion.

LUMA / CHANDRA

pronouns: they / them (luma) she / her (chandra)

birthday: october 24th

additional features: tan with thick, curly/wavy hair

extra info: the reincarnation of chandra, the goddess of the moon. she was very close with dan feng, yingxing, baiheng, jing yuan, & jingliu. now, luma is part of the astral express, sticking close to dan heng, the man they have complicated feelings for, and their best friend, march 7th.

LIN MEI

pronouns: she / her

birthday: august 25th

additional features: n/a

extra info: a kind soul of the foxian race, she sticks to her morals and doesn’t let anyone control her and holds her ground. she isn’t fond of betrayal and takes her past ones to heart. she’s extremely loyal and a little lovesick. she’s friends with jing yuan, but rarely ever sees him. she’s skilled in combat due to him. he was her safe place. after becoming general, he offered an assistant position to her, which she studied and studied for. he admired her dedication, starting to sprout feelings for her. but, then fu xuan came into the picture.

HSR STATS

RARITY: ★★★★★

light cone: summer solstice

SHUI LISHA

pronouns: she / her

birthday: february 14th

additional features: n/a

extra info: a daughter of several generations of cloud knights. she’s competitive and stubborn, mainly against yanqing. determined to become the next sword champion and make her parents proud. jing yuan was like a father figure to her, as her father was stricken with mara. when her mother resigned from the cloud knights to take care of her husband, lisha and yanqing began realizing their feelings might not have been platonic.

HSR STATS

RARITY: ★★★★

light cone: fight until the end

LIA WINSLOW

pronouns: she / her

birthday: august 21st

additional features: n/a

extra info: always goes out of her way to help others and is very kind and caring. she’s described as the ‘winslow sweetheart’, given her parents were absolute nuisances. due to her past, she’s against violence. her friends are her everything, especially her best friend, serval. it wasn’t long before she met her brother, gepard, and began developing feelings for him.

HSR STATS

RARITY: ★★★★★

light cone: sunflower reverie

KUROLUMIIS PRODUCTIONS

[azedakude]

ᰍ ★ ៸៸ #꯭# ❨ ♥︎ ❩ When I see you again

金﹗₊⁺ 𓋰 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: light angst

❁ 𐑮𐑮 ¡note 𖥻 autor!﹆ This had originally been a request from an anonymous, asking me for a oneshot of Fugo Pannacotta reuniting after a long time with his older sibling, Y/N. At first I had answered the question and I was updating it day by day; but then I couldn't edit it, which meant that the one shot was left in half, that's why I upload it here, in an individual way. ಥ_ಥ

˖ ּ𔘓 🐾 ▾ 𖥦 ִ ۫Ꮺ Dear anonymous, I hope you are reading this post; I did your request, sorry for the long wait and I hope you like it as much as I do. 🫂 I hope all the readers here have a nice day. ♡

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After Fugo has retired from the Bucciarati gang, turning his back on his family at heart; a couple of weeks had passed, and he found himself walking aimlessly through the streets of Italy, his eyes staring at nothingness itself, he seemed lost in himself, he walked without desire, at a relatively slow pace.

The scene was set up as a rather depressing one; the streets of Italy were completely empty, the stores closed, a light rain fell from the sky, making Fugo's clothes progressively wet; causing him to click his tongue in anger. — You could hear him cursing under his breath, while his eyes filled with tears; threatening to come out, while clenching his right fist angrily and biting his lower lip quite hard.

While he continued walking, that teenager would trip over his own feet as he walked, because his head did not stop generating thoughts, which was progressively losing him, in a mental chaos of regret and anger at himself. — Falling to his knees on the ground, Fugo couldn't contain his anger; he could no longer hide that fulminating poison that he was carrying in his throat. With his head lowered, finally the tears overflowed his eyes and he began to cry, hitting the ground with total anger, repudiation, dishonor.

This whole scene would be being observed by a person who was around; Your heart was beating a thousand per hour, your chest was contracting as well, your eyes went white when you saw that particular silhouette, so well known from somewhere. In that moment, you wanted to do and say so many things, but your brain was so off axis that it couldn't even generate a coherent sentence.

Carefully, as if you were afraid of scaring that teenager in the middle of crying and angry attack against himself and the world, you approached him, extending your umbrella, to prevent the rain from continuing to wet him. — Fugo realized; he wasn't an idiot, he moved his head slightly to the left and began to breathe heavily, trying to act normal, as if nothing had really happened.

Neither of you two said anything for a couple of minutes; he was trying to get his feet on the ground again and you were trying to assimilate if it was really him; “He is, he really is” You thought.

“Fugo?” You asked, with a completely neutral tone of voice, but you could hear how your voice was quickly corrupted, your lips curved with nostalgia, fear, but at the same time, a hint of happiness. You could see how the umbrella trembled minimally, due to your fragile pulse, due to all these newborn emotions.

He laughed sarcastically, completely angry; feeling in a deplorable way, humiliated. “What do you want,” He would respond under his breath, with a tone of voice drowned in anguish, more than that, it was shame, anger, pain. “Don't try to pretend to be nice with me..”

Right there, at that moment, at that very moment, Fugo would turn around, still fallen on the ground, and look up; towards your face. — The teenager's lavender pupils would noticeably diminish in surprise, shock, and much more sadness than before.

You smiled with all the minimal strength you had left; your lips trembled and your eyes became wet with tears caressing your eyelashes.

Unlike Fugo, he couldn't help but continue generating salty tears, falling down his cheeks, while his lips curved downwards; he was noticeably sad, but full of hope and at the same time; anger. — His eyes couldn't stop analyzing your face, the young man's dark purple pupils traveled every inch of your face so as not to forget about you; with total fear that you will leave again. “Y/N?” He whispered, with a tone of voice that surpassed anguish and desperately called for a feeling of nostalgia. “It's you”

Without waiting another second, you tried to open your mouth, to respond affirmatively, but Fugo was completely much faster; he approached you and wrapped both his arms around your neck, hugging you, while hiding his face from your eyes.

That umbrella that was previously covering the two of them from the rain, would now be lying on the ground due to Fugo's rapid movement, but that no longer mattered.

You responded to the hug instantly, you didn't hesitate, you didn't think about it; you hugged him with all your might and placed your right hand on your brother's hair, caressing him comfortingly. “I'm so sorry, Fugo, I'm really sorry.” You responded, in between sobs, you had really felt guilty for having disappeared overnight from your younger brother's life.

“I'm sorry for not having protected you like I promised you when I was there.” You added to your statement by crying, your right hand still caressing your brother's blonde hair, and with your other arm, hugging him tightly, as you closed your eyes and mentally prayed that this moment wouldn't end.

Fugo, still hiding his face from your eyes, couldn't help but smile the tiniest bit, while his cheeks were still wet from crying, his arms hugged you tightly, but at the same time carefully, he would sigh deeply before speaking. “It's over, nothing matters anymore, I don't care what happened before.” He would respond, laughing minimally, smiling in the process, his eyes wouldn't stop watering; now it wasn't out of anguish or regret, it was out of pure happiness, a feeling Fugo hadn't felt in a long time. “I don't care about anything anymore”

He would raise his head, revealing his eyes slightly swollen and red due to excessive crying, while a small smile was decorated on his lips, which glistened due to fresh tears. “Because you are here now,” Fugo would declare, as if it were a dream come true; those two brothers who were separated by situations and an uncertain and at the same time agonizing destiny, had finally met again; that was all that mattered right now to Fugo. “You finally came back”

The two of them cried in harmony, little by little Fugo dried his own tears with his wrist, but he never stopped hugging you, he never separated from that hug so needed for so many years. “I miss you”

[princesscrownprince]

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 & 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

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𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 & 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ➼ AGE. As of July 10, 2022, princesscrownprince will be strictly 18+. Minors are encouraged to unfollow and not to interact with this blog. Thank you. Other than that, most of my main OCs are 19 years of age and older by appearance. Thus, creating a romantic and/or sexual relationship with a character younger than 18 is prohibited. ➼ LGBT. This blog is very LGBTQIA+ friendly and any sort of offense against the community will not be tolerated. Same goes with racism and other nonsensical arguments/topics. ➼ RESPECT. Harassment of any kind towards everyone or anyone on this blog is prohibited. Please be respectful and kind to others. Learn to agree to disagree. ➼ TAGS. When sending an ask, please exhibit proper usage of the tags : TW and/or NSFW when sending certain letters to our ask box. ➼ DELETION. If your letter comes accross as uncomfortable, strange and/or violating a rule, it will instantly be terminated. Please mind your words. ➼ INFORMATION. Before sending an ask or interacting with my blog, please spare some time to read through my characters' information. It will save you from confusion. ➼ LINE. Remember that the admin and their character are not the same people. Although I play them behind the scenes, any immoral or triggering acts and words they do or say are not condoned by me in real life.

[paradigmkrp]

ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ 𝐆𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐏 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆: #8 ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄: June 18, 2023 ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: The following post contains mentions of sex, abduction, injury, classism, vomit, and civil unrest. ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: All writers consented to have their muses featured in the gossip blog.

ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ Dearest Readers,

There’s no time quite as exciting across campus as the month of June! On and off campus parties to celebrate the end of finals, championship successes for many of Arcadia’s premier sports teams, and most certainly debauchery galore for those of you who feel particularly inclined to get up to no good now that the weather is good.

Campus has been wilder than ever before as students prepare for their one final hoorah before they are ushered off home to their respective nations for the rest of the summer.

From the sounds of it, it seems as if some of you have wasted no time making the most of your summer. When we say sounds, we mean it quite literally.

According to some disgruntled students on the tenth floor in the school’s luxurious Winthrop Court, there has been no shortage of noise on their floor at all times of night. As we’re sure many of you can imagine, late-night ruckus coming from the dorms of particularly active students. For the most part, fellow Winthrop Court residents are understanding of the occasional – or more frequent for the wanton ones – late-night escapades.

It isn’t often that noise complaints are actually issued at Winthrop Court, even less so that so many complaints are filed that it reaches our ears. Indeed, our team has received an influx of complaints from disgruntled students about incessant jarring screams coming from a certain room on the tenth room. Upset with the administration’s action – or lack thereof – this poor group of students has felt as if they have no choice but to turn to the pages of our blog to bring an end to their pain and suffering.

After a bit of digging and some coercion, we were able to identify the exact room in question, and after some cross-checking with a few of the complaining students and Winthrop Court records, we’ve found out that the room belongs to none other than Lord Ruairi Lor Sombre.

For those of you not from Sora, it may be a rather unfamiliar name, so allow us to give you a brief background. The Sombre family is of direct relation to none other than the Sora Royal family. If you’re wondering why you may have never heard of Lord Ruairi before then no fret as it comes down to one devastating reason: Lord Ruairi mysteriously vanished in his youth for over a decade, only to recently resurface.

Mysterious, right? And our dear readers, there has been no explanation around his disappearance.

It’s the type of story that authors dream of writing.

Mystery or not, it sounds as if Lord Ruairi has wasted no time getting back into the swing of things, fully immersing himself as a student on Arcadia University in the best – or possibly worst – way possible.

Could it truly be that Lord Ruairi is simply prone to incredibly vocal bed partners? Or better yet, that he just has a habit of turning them into vocal lovers for the night?

Some might say it’s a remarkable skill, indeed, but others… well, others might claim that it suggests the lord has too much practice in the bedroom which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. However, it could lead some to spread the rumor that the lord isn’t quite a suitable future spouse if he does have such a long history of bedding people left and right.

But that isn’t the only rumor likely to come out of this.

There has also been another rumor afloat, albeit far less spread than simple claims of Lord Ruairi being prone to lustful activities. At least one person has claimed that the source of the screams isn’t from the lord’s wanton desires, but rather that there is something slightly more nefarious at work than lust and pleasure.

Our source claims that Lord Ruairi is particularly prone to night terrors, which can possibly be traced back to his mysterious disappearance. Yes, the same disappearance that none of us have any information about.

The mystery grows thicker, but of course, without the details to back it up, we can only assume that Lord Ruairi has chosen to send his nights with any soul he can find.

That being said, if the young lord would like to clarify the mystery behind his late-night screams – and go deeper into his disappearance altogether – then well, we would love to give him an exclusive interview.

Don’t temperatures have such a way of running hot towards the end of the year?

While the heat may or may not be rising in Lord Ruairi’s dorm room, we can say for certain that it’s rising between two rather intriguing individuals on campus.

Several witnesses report having seen none other than Pardis’ very own Yasin Ali eyeing a certain Nanami noble all throughout a shared class. And when we say eye, perhaps the better word to use would be staring. It seems as if the museum heir has quite the eye for beauty and art, and he may have found his latest source of inspiration in the form of physical beauty himself.

Who’s the lucky person to have caught the Pardis heir’s eye?

Lord Ashley Erik Hvalman of the Nanami’s longtime noble Hvalman family.

According to our eye witness reports, the moment class concluded Yasin wasted no time in approaching the Nanami lord to apparently work his magic. By all accounts, there appeared to be some type of sexual tension brewing between the two. Though they weren’t able to get close enough to overhear the conversation, from facial expressions and interaction alone, it led many of their fellow classmates to believe that the two may be involved beyond that of two flirtatious students.

Interesting indeed, and it certainly wouldn’t be all that bad of a match.

After all, Pardis is the staple museum of Sirius, and while Yasin holds no noble title of his own, the notability of the museum speaks for itself. In fact, we have nothing bad to say about the potential match between these two. New rich and noble couple pairings are far from a rare occurrence. With nobility bringing the titles and new rich families bringing the new money wealth, for many it simply makes sense, so long as it’s mutually beneficial for both households.

Perhaps, Lord Ashley may find himself on the end of a courtship from Yasin, and if he does, we will be there to take you all on the couple’s journey. Good luck to the possibly blossoming couple and word of advice, keep your public displays of affection to a minimum lest you desire to find yourselves on these pages for unsavory reasons.

While some people are busy looking to kick off summer flings and possible romances, others appear to be striking up curiously timed alliances.

The Spring play has had no shortage of coverage in our publication, and yet as details slowly begin to finalize for the long awaited play, so does the most important aspect of all – the official assigned role list. While many fans of the Young Thespians have long anticipated that Sora royal Prince Erasmus Weiss would take to the stage as the leading man, there has been quite a bit of discourse and speculation surrounding who would take the highly coveted spot of the leading lady.

While it’s a mystery to most, some fans have started to insist that it is, in fact, no mystery at all.

We received an eye witness report that Lady Nevaeh Ahn was seen speaking with Prince Erasmus Weiss early one morning before them Young Thespian’s club meeting. Considering the fact that our witness claims the two were alone and eager to keep their conversation private, it only makes sense that devoted fans of the club have begun to speculate that Lady Nevaeh is hard at work trying to corner the role for herself.

Some of the more particular among fans have claimed that the Avani noblesse is trying to establish some sort of secret deal to ensure she protects the role for herself. Collusion much?

It wouldn’t be the first time that secret deals and conspiracies have meddled in club affairs. One might even be quick to say that it’s the very backbone of clubs on Arcadia University’s campus.

While it would seem foolish for Prince Erasmus to risk his seemingly pristine reputation on this campus for the sake of hearing out Lady Nevaeh’s pleads to be the leading lady, perhaps it isn’t all that ridiculous after all. A kind heart can often put weaker-willed individuals in between a rock and a hard face.

Not to mention, Sora’s prince is only human. Would it be so awful to desire to see himself partnered with a beautiful face? Indeed, Lady Nevaeh is just… beautiful.

Though we have no evidence to speak towards her acting abilities. If this deal works out, we’ll all be able to see for ourselves whether beauty is all she has or if she’s a surprisingly sharp actress.

God speed, Lady Nevaeh on your quest. The rest of us may watch this year’s Spring play behind shaky hands and uncertain eyes.

Odd interactions and intriguing happenings have come in abundance ahead of this year’s Spring play, and it sounds as if Lotus Library is the latest spot to bear witness.

Being in Lotus Library this time of year is weird enough. With finals concluded, the campus library is more of a ghost town, a mere shell of its packed self with overflowing tables and students during exam season. It takes a particularly ambitious, studious student to be in the library during the week of Summerfest. Avani heiress Aelrie Elanorin, is simply one of those students. Hearing of Aelrie in Lotus Library even this time of year isn’t all that strange. She has a reputation on campus as an avid reader, and certainly the campus library makes for the perfect backdrop for whatever her book of choice may be. However, it wasn’t Aelrie’s presence that drew eyes, but rather that of the man who approached her.

Nanami’s most eligible bachelor Lord Alon Lee was spotted walking up to Aelrie at her table, reportedly like a man on a mission.

That sentence alone is breathtaking. Lord Alon in the library during Summerfest of all weeks. The man is remarkable in many ways – with his physical features that have made him the envy of just about every man on this campus – but anyone who’s ever shared a class or conversation with him would remark that he simply isn’t much of a studier or honor student or even… a reader.

So what, pray tell, was Lord Alon doing in the library?

Well, we can only draw the conclusion that he was there solely for the sake of speaking with Aelrie. Our brave witness reports that upon drawing closer to the two, they overheard Lord Alon asking for a conversation with Aelrie in private, during which he offered an apology.

An apology for what exactly?

A date gone wrong? A foul misunderstanding? A fatal slip-up?

Well, our dear readers, it seems as if that will remain an unfortunate mystery for now as our witness couldn’t get close enough to hear. Something about not wanting to risk it with an Earth elemental and their ever meddlesome seismic sense. A missed opportunity indeed! But fret not, we will continue to investigate thoroughly on our end.

If you have any tips as to the history shared between these two seemingly completely separate souls, please do reach out to our tiplines. We are simply dying to know.

Whatever it is, we hope that Lord Alon hasn’t found himself in the thick of a sticky situation. It’d be a shame to ruin his newfound reputation to one misunderstanding with an Avani heiress, but Lord Alon if you’re eager to get ahead of any story leaks, our private line is always open for exclusive interviews.

While Lord Alon seems to find himself at risk of a bad situation with Aelrie, one poor soul has certainly lost it all thanks to a series of unfortunate events.

Arcadia University’s very own acorn-hating Sora native has found all eyes on her yet again. Yes, totally unforgettable, eccentric Avery Poppy has managed to draw our eyes once more following claims of a breakdown following football practice recently.

For our more avid blog readers, this will likely come as no surprise. Avery has quickly built a reputation on campus as being a rather emotional young lady who simply seems incapable of keeping her emotions to herself.

When she’s not busy losing her marbles over a singular acorn in a baking class, then she’s bursting into tears after football practice for… well a valid reason this time at least.

According to particularly dedicated fans of the Arcadia University women’s football team, Avery may be on the chopping block soon. Arcadia’s sports teams are known for being rather cut-throat. Only the strongest players onto the university’s varsity teams. There’s never been any doubt that Avery has long been worthy of her spot.

At least not until now.

Avery was seen limping her way out of the locker room following the team’s practice with tears in her eyes. Following behind her was the Women’s football team captain herself, Princess Eden Kobayashi who seemed particularly determined to convince Avery that she had no reason to cry and that everything would be okay.

Despite the captain’s assurances, an inside source with the team has revealed that it really is that bad. Apparently Avery is prone to recurring injuries, making it impossible to keep her on the field for long. One injury surely isn’t enough to warrant expulsion from the team, but a series of bad injuries may be enough to take her from starting player to deadweight.

Unfortunately for Avery’s football fanbase, it sounds as if her time on the team may be dwindling to an end. We’d suggest buying tickets to see final games ahead of time, if you want to ensure you’re able to bear witness to Avery’s football prowess before it’s the end of the road to her.

Perhaps she’d be better suited on a less strenuous sports team. Surely, the golf team could use some additional players.

The women’s football team is bound to find themselves down a player before long, but the men’s team appears to be doing just fine. In fact, more than fine.

It’s that time of the year, our lovely readers. The most highly anticipated, competitive day of the entire school year for avid fans and casual enjoyers of the men’s football team alike. Yes, indeed, the football team’s annual fundraising event has arrived!

There has been no shortage of excitement for whatever they’ve had in the works. Rumors have swirled of just about every possibility, from shirtless calendars to kissing booths, as fans find themselves competing amongst each other ferociously for a chance to shamelessly admire one of the famously beautiful players headed by Sirius’ very own Lord Emrys Narelle.

While speculation has been afoot, our investigation team has been hard at work trying to get a sneak peek into the team’s planned fundraising event for the club fundraising showcase this Summerfest, and finally we did it.

Drum roll please…

This year’s football team fundraiser will be none other than an exclusive host club.

Yes, you’ve read it right. A host club. Waste no time readying your wallets to hand out exorbitant amounts of money to live the date of your dreams with one of the football team’s handsome members. From the striker to the midfielder to the goalie, every single one of these men will be on full display and ready to court you for a day… with the right price.

And we don’t think it’s wrong to say that no member will come with a heftier price than the team captain himself, Lord Emrys.

With his sizable, admittedly intimidating fandom, the Sirius noble is bound to fetch the heftiest fee of the day. We wouldn’t be surprised if the football team comes back with diamond encrusted jewelry by the end of their fundraising efforts. Their fans have a habit of sparing no expense when it comes to them, whether that be financial or physical… and we do expect this to get rather physical.

We wouldn’t be surprised if fights break out in line for the sake of being the first to place their bid.

Good luck to any of our readers who plan to participate as it’ll certainly be a nasty sight.

And speaking of nasty sights… look down there.

It’s a squirrel!

It’s a raccoon!

No… it’s a Snell Hall Resident!

In fact, it’s a shameless, dumpster diving, Snell Hall resident.

Before you’re all so quick to get nauseous, vomit, and judge the trashy resident who sees fit to dumpster dive, we’d like to encourage you all to remember that not everyone is born into wealth. Certainly, it can be so easy to forget that not every student on this campus is blessed with wallets that can afford new items that haven’t seen the inside of a dumpster.

Allow this sad, pathetic story to serve as a reminder of that.

Infamous Sora citizen Fiona Choi was seen dumpster diving outside Winthrop Court late one evening. A concerned Winthrop Court resident wrote in with their statement after initially hearing the ruckus while seated for evening tea on their balcony. They said, and we quote, “I thought it was an abnormally large raccoon but then I looked closer and saw that it was actually some girl??! I snapped a picture because I could hardly believe it, I mean… it’s pretty scary!”

Upon review of the photo attached to the report, we were able to identify the dumpster diver as one of the school’s more troublesome citizen students. Fiona Choi is one of few citizen students who is interesting and odd enough to find herself written upon these pages more than once.

It’s certainly not a bad thing… but not good either, we’d reckon.

Our concerned Winthrop Court resident was not able to get a full view of the trashy treasures that Fiona was able to dig up from the trash, but she did note that she seemed to be pulling out garments of clothing.

Perhaps the dear citizen was only looking to scour up an outfit for Summerfest, as to not be seen in old rags that have been long overdue for a replacement. Better last season’s trash than barely surviving rags, right?

It nearly brings a tear to our eye. Trash theft is never okay, but perhaps this speaks to a deeper issue on this campus. The poor students like Fiona who never have a chance because their pockets are limited only to whatever coins they may earn from their long, menial jobs. Tragic indeed.

If you see Fiona on campus, we beg you to not judge her so harshly. Perhaps, instead, put yourself in the shoes of someone who’s never seen opportunity… or the inside of even a simple department store. Think twice before you toss out last season’s clothing. Instead of sending it straight to the dumpster of Winthrop Court, send it to the biggest dumpster on this campus – oops, we meant to say… Snell Hall.

While some of us are opening our eyes to the sad eyes of some of the citizen students on this campus, one group in particular seems determined to force change for the citizens by any means necessary.

United Citizens for a Better Future is far from a popular club on campus. Known for constantly causing a ruckus and making the lives of noble and new rich students unnecessarily difficult, it should come as no surprise that they’re back at it again ahead of this year’s Summerfest.

What’s the issue this time? A supposedly inexcusable classism issue in the fest itself.

All eyes have been on UCBF, and the club’s President, Nanami’s Prince Yue Ying, as rumors circulate about a proposed plan to protest and petition against Arcadia University’s beloved Summerfest.

While citizen students have unsurprisingly taken to admiring UCBF for their action in the face of inequities, the overwhelming majority of noble and new rich students have scrutinized the club for seeming determined to ruin their long-awaited festivities. Tensions continue to grow between the social classes on campus day by day, with the bulk of attention falling on Yue Ying to resolve the issues that UCBF has begun to raise.

It’s an interesting conundrum indeed.

Prince Yue Ying has been a dedicated leader to all of UCBF’s prior causes, positioning himself as the most beloved royal on campus by citizens. However, many fellow title and wealth holders have begun to feel betrayed by his constant siding with citizens when it comes to any issues that arise on this campus.

As tensions continue to grow, will Prince Yue Ying find himself stuck between loyalty to his club and the weight of his title as a royal? We certainly don’t envy the prince, it’s far from an easy situation to navigate. However, it is most certainly quite interesting to bear witness to.

It leaves us wondering… what’s next?

However, much to the relief of many of our readers, protests and petitions alike seem to show no sign of stopping the Summerfest fun. In fact, it seems as if some people have little concerns about the supposedly classist nature of the fest. As many social climbers across this campus have a habit of doing, particularly brave souls seem eager to make their way into the highest rings of society for this year’s festivities in order to enjoy the famed, luxurious VIP plaza.

Summerfest does have a way of bringing out the worst in people, and the VIP plaza has long been the greatest example of that. Limited only to the highest of nobility and royalty, there is simply no amount of money capable of purchasing access to the VIP plaza, disgruntling even the richest of new rich students.

However, there are other, far more shameless ways to get in and it seems as if Sora candy heiress Valentine Ryu is determined to get in by any means necessary.

Valentine was reportedly seen batting her eyes at a male noble just a couple of days before Summerfest. Notably, the man in question had a shiny, golden wristband on, indicating his status as one of the chosen ones who’ll be able to enter the VIP plaza come festival day.

Our witness was not able to get a good look at the man’s face, however, they did manage to snap a blurry photo from him. It took quite a bit of sleuthing and deduction, but we feel confident in labeling the noble apple of Valentine’s eye as none other than Lord Blaine Beaumont of Avani. Yes, the kindhearted, notably considerate Lord Blaine.

Undoubtedly, Valentine chose the perfect person to chat up, like a true expert manipulator… or mere flirter. But it’s not unfair to question Valentine’s true intentions.

Was she truly interested in Lord Blaine and who he is at a person? Or was Valentine only looking for guaranteed entry to the VIP plaza for this year’s Summerfest?

Only time will tell if Lord Blaine is an unfortunate victim of a pretty face and a shallow heart, but we plan to keep eyes on him and Valentine both. Let us hope we are bearing witness to the start of a genuine connection, and not a mere hare-brained scheme to enjoy the luxuries of VIP.

While some may or may not be looking to sneak into the VIP plaza for the music festival, it seems as if others are finding their enjoyment in other ways.

Could it be that Lady Amira Sema is not like other girls?

Several witnesses separately reported having seen the fire noblesse constantly on campus with a notepad and pen in her hand. Even as the student body grows increasingly chaotic in the days leading up to Summerfest, looking for their fill of vices and poor decisions now that they’re free of academic responsibility, Lady Amira is always spotted some distance away from the rest simply observing. And observe she does.

Notoriously soft spoken, what Lady Amira seems to lack in conversational skill and social interaction, she makes up for with a curious eye and proper demeanor. While the rest of her classmates seem eager to get up to debauchery, she seems to take a more intellectual approach to the world around her.

Certainly, we can anticipate that she’ll have that very same notepad and pen in hand at Summerfest as she watches the chaos take place around her.

While we’re certain our readers may be quick to try and label Lady Amira as strange, we’d like to offer another perspective… that she sees opportunity in the happenings around her like any scholar would. She’s busy observing and taking notes, and after some consideration with our team, we have one conclusion we’re ready to draw: Lady Amira seeks to be a reporter like none other than yours truly.

A sweet thought indeed.

It is not often we do this, and with good reason as no student has ever given us reason to, but we’d like to extend our official stamp of approval to Lady Amira. She could learn to be a little more discrete as a reporter, but we all must start somewhere, and we must say we’re pleased with where the fire noblesse has made her start.

She’ll only get better with time and practice, and for the first time in outlet history we are ready to offer a once-in-a-lifetime internship opportunity with us. Join us, Lady Amira, and learn to be a sage of truth from those who do it best.

You may send your resume into our official email.

Summerfest appears to be gracing all of us with interesting coincidences and remarkable times already. While you all take to Rosemary Plaza to party to your heart’s content, just remember one thing – we are always watching. There are no NDAs at work at Summerfest.

Everything you do is ours to see and write about.

Trust us when we say we wait with baited breath to fully cover every single moment, high and low, from this year’s Summerfest.

Have fun, our lovely readers!

Yours Truly, Lady Astor

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i. . .𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 : your laugh, he would do anything to see you laugh, want him to be a clown? he would, that's how madly in love he is, learns jokes online to make you laugh yeah but that being said they are not always funny :/ “ what do you call a fake noodle” “I don't know hee-” “an impasta” let's just say there was a long pause before you could understand the poor man, and let's NOT talk about how he almost cried

ii. . .𝐉𝐀𝐘 : your eyes, he likes to look at them for a long time, also he likes to see his reflection in it, probably finds comfort in them. he finds himself vividly aware of the love you have for him or how much you care and yearn for him just by looking at your eyes “you lost yn stop pretending, you know I'm best at eye contest” he is not lying and you know that “shut up jay”

iii. . .𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 : your thighs, okay I'm sorry but it's true, he just like to lay on them or put his cold hand between them to tease you, always has your legs on his when sitting down or always has his hand on your thighs squeezing it or just lightly brushing it up and down, members are probably sick of seeing how much touchy he is but if you ask him, he likes getting crushed between your thighs “can I lay between your thigh” he said with puppy eyes “no” immediate pout “yes, it will comfortable for you please :(” “okay, fine”

iv. . .𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 : your hands, he likes to intertwine your hands with his all the time, always hold your hand while walking and that's a fact, moisturize your hands often, buy you matching gloves. randomly strokes your hands while you sleep “I'm using my special moisturizer on your hands you better be honoured” he just a lil cocky dw “I am hoon thank you :]” he stopped massaging your hands “ that sounded sarcastic” because it was lol.

vi. . .𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐎 : your lips, if you ask him, he would say that he doesn’t have any reasons he just likes your lips but it obvious he is in for the kisses, makes you mad at purpose so he can kiss your pouty lips, chooses you lip products himself because he can, loves nude lipstick on you, also likes to kiss you when you have the lipstick on “sunoo don't kiss me right now, the lipstick is not dry yet” kissed you nonetheless because he loves the transfer of your lipstick on him “and you can’t order me around I do what I want” laughs at your annoyed face

vii. . . 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍 : your natural scent, it gives him warmth and relaxation, buries his face as soon as he comes to your house in your neck inhaling you, a big baby, notices in 0.02 seconds if you are wearing any perfume or body mist, he does not mind it but he does prefer natural over them. “did you use the body mist jay hyung got you” “yeah it smells nice right?” “mhm it does”

viii. . .𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐈 : your hugs or cuddles, he is a big baby pt2, likes to be the small spoon and forgets to act all tough like he usually does, as much as he denies it and told you not ever mention it but he fells asleep while you hug him. its just peaceful you know and he is hyper child so this is the only time he can relax “I swear if you open your mouth, yn, about how i fall asleep yesterday, I will force this ice cream down your throat in one go”

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Regency!Hermione art?? Yes I think so Just a bit of a quick thing but I love it anyway

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   IT was around 9:30 pm and you had just woken up from your long nap. You heard a knock on your door. "Who is it?" You shouted. "It's me, Jackson. Can I come in?" He responded behind the wooden barrier called a door. "Yeah. Come in..." I said as I sat in my bed. Jackson opened the door and shivered. "Why is it always cold in here?" He spoke as he sat on my bed. I shrug my shoulders then got up out of my bed and went to the bathroom.

   "What time are you going to leave out? I want to catch a ride with you because I think we all are on call tonight, except for Lexie." Jackson asked as he got up from my bed and turned on the light. "Uh, I think I'm leaving around 9:50 pm. Which is in 25 minutes. Go tell the others." I said as I walked out of the bathroom while grabbing my clothes out my wardrobe.

   "Ouch," I grunted as I held my stomach while hunching over, waiting for the cramping to go away. It was the worst time to get my period because I was going to be on call for the next two nights.  "You alright?" Jackson asked as he rubbed my back. I nodded, still not moving from my position. "You sure? If your cramps are bad I can tell them that you aren't feeling well." I shook my head and huffed.

   "No," I said as got up. "Can you just grab my medicine from the bathroom cabinet and I'll be fine," I said with a weak smile. Jackson looked at me with an arched eyebrow. "What? I said I'm fine!" Jackson just nodded and went to the bathroom. He walked out of the bathroom and gave me my medicine. I put the pills in my bag. By this time Jackson and I walked out of my bedroom.

   While Jackson went upstairs to tell the news, I went to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. "Hey Y/n. You're on-call tonight?" Lexie said as she got Zola's bottle out of the counter, the baby sleeping peacefully on her shoulder. "Yeah. I'm heading towards the hospital now. Why?" I responded. "I just wanted to let you know that Bailey might need your help with post-ops she told me to tell you went I got here but I didn't see you until now." I nodded as I walked over to the coffee machine and made myself a coffee.

I grabbed my purse then grabbed my coffee before walking out of the kitchen, Lexie following behind me with Zola. I grabbed my keys out of my purse and walked towards the front door. "Watch this Lexie," I told her as she stood next to me. "Alright! I'm about to walk out!" I yelled loud enough for everyone upstairs to here me. I counted down from three with my fingers. Suddenly, the loud sound of rushing footsteps came down the stairs.

   They all rushed past me and out the door. "See you in the morning, Lexie," I told her before walking out of the house.

*****

[At The Hospital]

  The night went by smooth since I only had charts and post-op patients to check-up on. I would occasionally have run into Meredith and the gang but other than that the night was slow. I was walking down the hall, about to give the nurse my charts, when I felt the familiar sharp pain in my abdomen. This time it was worst. I clutched my stomach and tried to steady my balance on the ledge of the desk.

   Without warning, I looked up to see Jackson and Mark walking towards me. "Hey, Y/n. You alright?" Mark spoke as he walked up to me, placing a hand on my shoulder. "No! I'm...I'm not okay!" I cried with tears flowing down my face. "I told you that if you weren't fine, I would tell them!" Jackson argued. "Fine! You were right! Just go and get them out if my purse, please." I snapped. Jackson nodded then ran down the hall.

   Mark swooped my off of my feet and brought me to an empty patient room. "Why did you bring me here?" I grunted as he placed me down. "I want to help you orgasm," Mark responded as he closed the curtains and turned the light off.  I froze in my place, speechless. "What?! Are you serious?! Here?!" Mark nodded. I scoffed at his suggestion. "It's scientifically proven that an orgasm can help stop menstrual cramps." I looked away from him and stared at the ground. "This is ridiculous Mark! Jackson could walk in and we...we could get caught!" I rambled.

   "Just let me help you. You'll feel better after." Mark growled as he walked towards me slowly. I gulped at how close he was. "Ok... But aren't you disgusted because I'm... Bloody?" I retorted. Mark leaned towards my ear and growled. "As long as I make you cum, it won't matter to me." I gulped nervously.

   "Alright... Are you wearing a tampon or a pad?" Mark questioned. "Mark!" I yelled. "What? Just answer the question so I can be quick." I rolled my eyes. "A pad..." I answered shyly. "Alright. Go to the bathroom and take it off. You don't have to clean yourself if you don't want to." I nodded and went into the bathroom.

  After cleaning myself up I walked out of the bathroom, only to see Mark waiting on me. "Lie down on the bed," Mark ordered. I obeyed and lied on the bed. "I'll be quick," Mark responded as he took his white coat, only his dark blue scrubs on. "I'm scared that we could get caught, Mark..." I whimpered. "Don't worry. Just relax..." Mark stated as we got in between my legs, pulling my light blue pants off as well as my panties as well.

   Mark grazed his tongue across my lips, sending a shivering wave of pleasure down my body. I tried to avoid making a noise, as he trailed his cold hands up my shirt; unclipping my bra and throwing it to the side. Mark groaned as he buried his tongue deep inside of me while using his thumb to rub my clit. I let out a throaty groan as Mark switched his tongue with his fingers.

   Mark covered my mouth, as my moans were getting too loud because of the intense sensation. My muffled moans filled the room as well as the sound of Marks fingers sliding in and out of me. "Faster, Mark." I moaned as I removed his hands from my mouth and onto my neck, letting him squeeze it a little. Mark obeyed my orders and went at a faster pace, sending me on the edge. " You like that, huh?" Mark dirty talked as his finger went deeper inside of me. I placed my hands over my mouth as my body tensed up. Just then I came onto Mark's fingers, my eyes rolling back in ecstasy.

  "Holy shit Mark... That was amazing." I announced as Mark removed his fingers from inside of me. He licked the cum off of his fingers whilst staring at me intensely. "Do you feel better now?" He asked as he stood to grab my clothes off of the floor. "I feel soo much better." I chuckled. He handed me clothes and I quickly put them on. Mark and I sneak out of the empty room and walked to the resident's lounge. "So this is what you guy's lounge looks like," Mark questioned as he sat on the sofa while I grabbed a water bottle out of the minifridge.

   I took a sip of the water bottle and sat next to Mark. Just then, Jackson rushed in. "There you are! I was looking for you!" Jackson huffed. "What took you so long? I could have died!" I joked as I took the medicine from him. "I ran into Bailey and she told me to finish your post-ops," Jackson said as I swallowed two pills, then gave him the pill bottle back. "Thank you, Jackson," I said as I stood up to put my water bottle in the mini-fridge. "I better go check up on Bailey before I don't have a job tomorrow." I chuckled as I walked towards the door.

   "See you soon!" I announced before leaving out of the room. Mark looked at Y/n before she walked out. "Man, who knew a small person like her could have a very loud voice?" Mark mumbled to himself. "What do you mean 'a very loud voice'?" Jackson questioned, confusingly. "Oh, I think I said too much..." Mark commented before getting up and leaving the room, Jackson following behind. "Mark! You didn't!"

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𝐀𝐍. this is i think the third post that’s long? This one is over 5K words..i’m really spoiling the fuck outta y’all 😒 but all jokes aside i hope y’all enjoyyy, and the update for the two requests i receive im writing them right now, i’m sorry for making you guys wait 😞 but trust they’re almost done !

- 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈

He was speechless.

At first he thought he was hallucinating thinking it was someone else but it couldn’t be..he only knew one person with those mesmerizing (E/C) orbs…one person who’s a stubborn little shit and that was you, it’s been 12 years since he last seen you and out of the blue you were here being introduced as a new Hashira, the Moon Hashira. It was unbelievable he was still in denial thinking it was someone else. Anyone else but when he heard your soft tone..the same tone he would always hear when bickering as kids echo through his ears he felt his heart increase. That same smile..same glint in your eyes..it was you, after so long he gets to see you again.

But.

Why we’re you here? What are you even doing here? You weren’t supposed to be here you weren’t supposed to follow him as a Demon Slayer. He told you specifically to not put yourself into danger but..here you are. In the flesh after 12 years, when he saw you introduce yourself to everyone and when it finally came to him he saw how you froze in place with wide eyes. You both stood there staring at each other you in disbelief looking for what to say, he was there he was right in front of you. What do i say? Do i say hi? Do i act like i don’t know him? You were honestly shocked and didn’t know what to do, the way he was glaring at you made you feel more uncomfortable and slightly scared.

You knew you screwed up.

He looked imitating you couldn’t get a word out. So instead you simply cleared your throat moving your gaze to someone else with a fake smile continuing the conversations.

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It’s been a few weeks almost a month since you got introduced as the new Hashira and unexpectedly you made friends with everyone. They were so kind and gentle with you it made you think they were your second family (Which they are) but there was just something that was bothering you.. it was Sanemi. You knew he was mad at you for practically breaking the promise you guys made with each other but you couldn’t help it, you wanted to be useful to something, you wanted to become a Demon Slayer to get your revenge..you wanted to become one because you missed him..so so much. You knew you were an ass for breaking it but it was 12 years ago, maybe trying to talk to him would help it, right?

Wrong.

Anytime you would walk passed him, you two would make eye contact for a slight second before he turned his gaze away from you going towards his estate with a scowl and furrowed eyebrows leaving you there with overthinking thoughts.

That night you groaned as you were laid in your futon staring at the ceiling deep in thought, thinking about him..he was just clouding your mind. It was all about him..you missed him so bad it’s been too fucking long without him and seeing him glare at you instead of being happy broke your heart a little. You even wondered if he missed you as much as you missed him, the more you thought about those moments the more tears pricked in the corner of your eyes, you hadn’t realize you were crying till you felt them run down your cheek to your neck. You blinked as you brought your hand to your face wiping them away sniffling.

You scoffed to yourself feeling more spill onto your cheeks, soon enough you started crying to yourself as you thought about all the memories with him. A few minutes passed by and you were still crying only for it to get interrupted hearing a knock, “(Y/N)?” It was Genya, you looked up with a blurry vision staring at your door quickly wiping away your tears or trying to at least shouting, “Come in!” Genya softly opened your door peaking his head in to spot you sitting on your futon, he smiled seeing you were up but quick to turn into a frown looking at you, you raised a brow at the reaction “What?” You questioned and he scoffed, “What do you mean what, you know what. You’ve been crying haven’t you?” Ahh..you bit your lip looking away sadly sighing, “Was i that obvious?” You questioned and he nodded his head, “Mm, what happened (Y/N)? did someone hurt you? Do i have to kick their ass?” He asked with a protective tone walking towards your frame as you chuckled shaking your head, “I don’t think you can kick your brothers ass now can you?” Genya froze a little but sighed, “So this is about my brother huh?” You nodded your head, “Indeed it is.”

Genya furrowed his eyebrows seeing how sad you got after answering his question, what the hell did he do? “What happened?” As soon as he said that you felt tears prick the corner of your eyes but quickly wiped them away clearing your throat, “It’s just..I-..do you think he hates me? I mean when i was introduced as the new pillar he glared at me at the meeting and after that he completely ignored me..like i don’t even exist to him. i know i messed up by breaking our promise but fuck Genya it hurts! It’s been 12 years since i’ve last seen him, everyday i thought about him and when i would see him again..i missed him so fucking bad and it seems he hasn’t missed me but it’s whatever i’ll get over it.” You tried brushing off but Genya shook his head scoffing at the conclusion, “Idiot don’t be stupid, of course he missed you. He couldn’t go a day without praying to see you again, trust me (Y/N) he missed you as much as you missed him. He’s just being a dumbass right now, he’s in shock because you followed in his footsteps when you promised you wouldn’t. Listen (Y/N),” He paused taking a sigh, “You should talk to him, it’s the least you could do.”

You clenched your pj bottoms nodding your head slow, he was right..he was completely right. Talking to him was the best option right now, you walked through the night of headquarters making your way towards the pillars estate nervous as your foot steps got louder and louder same with your heart beat getting closer to the door. You fidgeted with your fingers walking up to his door stopping, you breathed in and out raising your fist into the air pausing for a moment before finally connecting your fist with the wooden door, from a distance you heard some stuff being moved around and heavy stomps coming towards the door soon watching it slide open revealing a pissed off Sanemi, “What the hell do you wa-“ He paused looking down to see who it was, you stood there uncomfortably staring into his eyes as he stared into yours with surprise, you moved your gaze away from him clearing your throat.

“Uhm..can we talk?”

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It was so awkward you could hear a pen drop. You were stood up while he was sat in one of the chairs keeping his stare on you. Fuck this is so scary when the hell did he get so tall and fucking hot?! You opened your mouth to say something but got cut off, “Why’re you here, (Y/N).” He said with a stern voice, you looked up to finally make contact with him, trying to get something out but nothing was said. He scoffed standing up from his chair making it screech against the floor, “I’ll ask again. What the hell are you doing here.” Hearing a small snarl in his tone made everything switch inside you, you clenched your fists together crossing your arms together, “Listen i’m not here to argue okay? I came to talk.. to apologize to you..Sanemi i broke our promise and i’m really fucking sorry but you have to trust when i say this i did this for a good reason.” You tried to explain but Sanemi rolled his eyes clicking his tounge in annoyance. “Good reason?, what’s this good reason you have? Because i’m pretty sure we made that promise for a good reason too but i guess that wasn’t a good reason for you now was it?” He growled, this was slowly starting to tick you off the more you heard attitude and venom coming from his tone. You furrowed your eyebrows, “I said i was sorry okay?! What more else do you want me to say Sanemi? It’s been 12 years since the promise why can’t you just let it go?!”

Let it go?

“You want me to let that go? How can i possibly let that shit go when you promised me you wouldn’t join the corp and put yourself into danger?!” He shouted now feeling his face start to go hot, walking towards your frame as you continued to glare at him slightly backing up, “Cant you see why i can never let that go? Because i can’t see another person who means too fucking much to me die again!.?Do you really think i want that to happen? That day when you were on the edge of death scared me, i was afraid of losing my best friend..the love of my life.” He clenched his fist, backing you up into the wall staring into your eyes as you stared back at him with a shocked face, “That’s the reason why i made that promise. For you to promise to never put yourself in harms way, that’s why i can never let that go, not now not ever.” He whispered hovering his lips over yours feeling butterflies flutter through your stomach, you looked into his eyes to see various of emotions float through them,

Sadness.

Anger.

Regret.

You opened your mouth to speak, “Sanemi I-“ You got interrupted by him, “Please, please don’t die, please don’t leave me.” He whispered, your eyes soften as you placed your hand on his cheek, he just like the same little boy from years ago. He still had that soft side and it was only for you, “I love you so fucking much, i’m sorry for ignoring you, i’m sorry for not speaking to you, i’m s-“ You placed your lips ontop of his instantly shutting him up feeling him soften against you. You smiled in between the kiss moving in sync with him, for a few more seconds you pulled away softly smiling, “Don’t apologize idiot, it’s okay and i understand. I promise you this..i will never leave you.”

“Not ever, not again.”

- 𝐆𝐈𝐘𝐔

He was shocked.

There was no way you were alive..there was no way you survived the final selection. His eyes were widened as he stared at you greeting everyone, what had happened for the past years? and how did u become a Hashira? Every thing was floating through his mind with questions and concerns, he had thought you died that night with Sabito but apparently you survived..you were introduced as the moon Hashira, the tenth for the Demon Slayer corp. He didn’t know what to do, he didn’t know if he should interrupt or should just wait but his body wouldn’t let him move. He was frozen in place as his stare was placed on you, you grew so much from when you and him were kids, you’ve grown into a women. An attractive women at that, he wasn’t even gonna lie that you’ve grown cuter, he clenched his Kamodo thinking of what to do.

He watched as you greeted Uzui who had a sly grin on his face as he talked to you, the way the taller male was just gazing at you was making him jealous. He didn’t realize he was glaring at the sound Hashira till Uzui felt a stare in him shooting his head up to see who it was from to catch Tomioka glaring at him, taking you by surprise you followed along with his gaze turning around to see Tomioka glaring at you both. You felt your breath hitched as you finally noticed him, he was right there and i didn’t even realize!? Shit should i say hi? What the hell do i do?! Think (Y/N) think.. Tomioka saw how your eyes widened spotting him standing afar from everyone, he grunted to himself quick to tare his eyes away from the both of you looking ahead not paying anymore mind to you and Uzui.

You couldn’t help but slightly giggle at the flustered reaction seeing how his cheeks were slightly red from embarrassment. You sighed turning your gaze back to Uzui who had a raised brow, “Do you perhaps know him?” He questioned, and you nodded your head, “Yep..me and him actually grew up together. You could say we’re childhood friends.” You answered watching Uzui nod his head in response. You and the other continued the Hashira meeting as planned listening to masters orders, once the meeting came to an conclusion you saw how quick Tomioka got up to walk away, but instead you were also quick to walk towards him taking his hand into yours walking towards a quiet place in the garden.

Tomioka looked at your guys hands with a small blush but let it happen following wherever you were taking them. After two minutes or so you led him to the nice part of the garden where there were blossom trees and a nice field of flowers, you dragged him to a patch of grass sitting on top of it as you patted next to you, “Sit.” You said softly watching as he looked confused but obeyed sitting next to you, you smiled in response, “Hi Tomi.” Tomi the childish nickname you made for him when you two were just little kids running around a garden, he felt his heart flutter hearing his nickname after so long avoiding your gaze looking towards the floor, he didn’t know how to start off the convo but he knew one thing was..

How the hell are you still here right now?

He cleared his throat, “Ho..how are you still-“

“Alive?” You finished turning your head back to him seeing his nod slowly, you softly sighed to yourself starting to anxious now. You knew he was gonna ask you this the moment you saw him staring at you with wide eyes but you never prepared how you were gonna explain it to him, Tomioka saw how you were getting anxious by how you were zoning out. He clenched his uniform pants before placing on his hands on your lap with his hand open, you looked down at his hand then back up him who just stared at you with a soft gaze, your heart fluttered a little remembering the soft gesture he would do whenever you were nervous. You took his hand into yours interlocking your guys hands together as you used your other hand to play with his finger tips, you breathed in and out before starting, “After Sabito died..i was targeted next by him, i’m pretty sure you remember that night yeah?” You asked, he nodded his head. “When you had thought i died i was only badly injured but i was still breathing. i survived the seven days which qualified me for passing the final election, everything was a blur when i woke up at the butterfly mansion. When they said i had passed i couldn’t believe it, i thought i was a goner..” You finished, Tomioka looked at you with widen eyes, he couldn’t believe it also.

That night he thought he had lost you, he was so miserable when making his way to the top. He doesn’t deserve to be the water Hashira..that title should’ve went to you not him, you saw how his gaze saddened making your breath hitch. You knew exactly what he was thinking, you let go of his hand to place them on his face, “Tomioka i know that look very well stop it. It’s not your fault for what happened that night, okay?” He couldn’t help but let his eyes water, every emotion was coming at him fast he couldn’t help but let the tears spill, you softly smiled using your thumb to wipe away the tear, “Don’t cry my love, i’m here aren’t i? I’m alive and i’m doing well, i’m finally with you like we promised and i know Sabito is watching over the both of us.” Tears were also welling up in your eyes as you tried to keep it together, Tomioka tried opening his mouth to speak but gasped feeling warm lips in his. His eyes widened for a second but soon fluttered closed leaning more into the kiss you two shared, it was so soft and gentle he felt like he was in heaven.

You hummed lowly in the kiss before pulling back leaning your foreheads together staring into his glossy blue eyes. “I’m never leaving you till death due us part.” He stared at you for a moment to take in your words soon smiling leaning more into your touch. “I love you so much..” You whispered watching as a blush formed on his cheeks,

“I love you too..”

- 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔

He was lost of words.

When he seen you in front of everyone with rope ties behind your hands with bruises and marks on your body he didn’t know how to react. That possibly couldn’t be you right? But it was you..he only knew one person with those beautiful (E/C) orbs and that was you. What were you doing here? And why are you tied up like that?

You felt the Kakushi from behind you push your head to the rubble ground, hissing in pain snarling as you groaned at the harsh impact, “Show some respect!” You breathed heavy as you clenched your fists together feeling your blood start to go hot, who the hell did this guy think he is? Right alongside you, Kyojuro felt his mood start to change when seeing that, he no longer had a smile on his face but a scowl planted, he clenched his uniform pants to keep his composure. Seeing you get slammed down like that snapped something inside him, he was always like this whenever you got hurt and nothing changed that till this day. Shinobu softly sighed to herself stepping forward, “(L/N) (Y/N) i hope you know why you’re here.” She started and you rolled your eyes huffing, “Obviously i do.” You started grunting as you got pulled back up to face them again only for your glare to turn into shock. What the fuck. Am i hallucinating? That couldn’t be Kyojur..o?

You couldn’t take your eyes away from him as his fiery ones were placed on you. You both held that eye contact with one another both shocked to see each other after 12 years. But that was instantly interrupted when Sanemi came walking in with a devilish grin, “Well well well what do we have here?” He chuckled staring at you as you glared at him bawling your fists together tugging at the rope, “Long time no see (Y/N)..or should i say halfbreed.” Gasps came from everyone but Kyojuro as he looked down, “Halfbreed?! What is a halfbreed doing in the Demon slayer corp?” Tengen started as he looked at you with a look of disgust making you avoid everyone’s stare, “How did she even qualify in the final selection without getting caught?” Obanai scowled pointing towards you, everyone started to question of how a halfbreed like yourself even qualified to be a slayer, there was confusion, hate, disgust lingering from most of them expect for one person..one person in particular who knew of this secret..one person who bluntly told you to never join but here you are now.

A Demon slayer as a half demon yourself.

You were taken out of your thoughts as you felt a harsh kick towards your chest knocking you to your backside with a sword pointing towards your head, you growled at the impact glaring up towards Sanemi who had a grin on his face, “Well won’t you look at that? Who knew a halfbreed like yourself managed to sneak in as a slayer.” Almost in a flash you saw his sword speed past your arm cutting it good making it bleed, but for you..you didn’t mind the pain i mean you are a demon you got used to it but still couldn’t help but whimper lowly feeling the blood sun down your arm, “You know us slayers kill demons like you..so i don’t even know why the hell were keeping you alive right now. I should just cut off your head here and now!.” He shouted, in instinct you closed your eyes waiting for the impact to come but..it never did?

You opened your eyes slowly to spot Kyojuro standing in front of you with his sword blocking Sanemi’s. Sanemi eyes widened looking at the flame Hashira who looked pissed, “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” Kyojuro didn’t answer yet shoved him away still guarding you with his sword in front of you staring at Sanemi, he went to open his mouth but got cut off by the master arriving.

That same night you were assigned to stay at the flame mansion under Kyojuros request, it was terribly awkward between the both of you. You rubbing your bandaged arm as he was stood far away from you, this painful silence was making you cringe inside you started to become fidgety. What the hell do i say to him? Do i say hi? Is he mad? I mean he looks mad..those fiery eyes glaring into yours with a scowl on his face. He has to be mad..he isn’t in his goody mood right now..you opened your mouth to say something but got interrupted by him, “Why’re you here?” He questioned, you sighed avoiding his stare, “Isn’t it obvious?” You mumbled, it had to be obvious to why you were here..you already told him years ago you were gonn join the corp even knowing you were a half breed. Kyojuro pinched the bridge of his nose groaning “(Y/N) i don’t have time for your attitude right now. Explain to me why you didn’t listen to a thing i said to you?” You started to get pissy, you knew he was gonna start bringing this up clenching your fists together you glared, “I think i remembered telling you i don’t follow rules from anyone Kyojuro. You should’ve known i wouldn’t have listened,” Kyojuro clicked his tongue as he stared at you, “Yeah? Well this time you should’ve listened! Do you not realize you could’ve died if i didn’t step in? You don’t know what Sanemi is capable of, he would’ve had your head cut off the moment you bared your fangs at him.” He raised his voice a little taking a step forward.

It was true. The moment you showed your fangs to him he would’ve had your head cut off, but of course you were too stubborn to admit it. So instead you got upset glaring at him as he started backing you up, you’ve never seen Kyojuro this upset before. You saw a faint blush of red on his cheeks and around his ears, you started to feel bad as you looked down knowing you caused him this anger. Kyojuro wasn’t meant to get this upset when talking to you but his feelings got the best of him seeing you get hurt almost ended up being dead scared him which made him act out. You softly gasped feeling your back hit the wall, you looked up at Kyojuro to see him throwing that same glare, you both breathed heavily as you both stared into each others eyes, your (E/C) gazing into his. It was a moment of silence till he broke out a sigh, “You’re still so.. stubborn.” He sighed in disappointment placing a hand on your cheek before speaking, “Whyre are you still stubborn?” He questioned seeing you lean into his warmth.

God you missed his touched.

You shrugged with a small grin, “Because you love it?” You teased watching him roll his eyes making you laugh lightly, “Keep telling yourself that,” He chuckled shaking his head, after that it was just quiet. It gave you the time to think about what happened..you were starting to feel bad now, you were so childish and stubborn..you sighed sadly, “i’m sorry Kyo..for being childish and stubborn i didn’t” You got cut off by lips being ontop of yours as you looked at him shock feeling him soon pull back with a grin, “Have you forgotten we grew up together? Don’t worry about it (Y/N), i can handle your stubbornness.” You looked at him still shocked starting to miss that sensation of his lips on yours. You didn’t listen to a thing he said you were just zoned out, he kissed me..omg.

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HE KISSED ME?!?

Kyojuro saw how you looked at him shocked with a chuckle, “Don’t tell me you’re getting flustered now little flame?” He teased leaning his head close to yours hovering his lips with yours. You sucked in a breath soon enough scoffing pushing his face away, “Shut up!”

He was gonna be the death of you.

- 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐈

You cocked an eyebrow as you heard a lot of commotion, coming from inside as you got closer and closer standing in front of the white banners. When you heard the commotion settle down you walked in to see a yellows haired boy on the ground knocked out cold as a boar kinda thing got punched by the one and only Uzui Tengen ..you hummed lowly moving your gaze back to the angry Hashira, “I don’t think punching your recruits is very flashy now is it Uzui?” At that moment Tengen felt his whole demeanor change when hearing your voice, that once anger in his face turned into a soft one as he brought his eyes to look at you, his eyes widened as his breath got stuck in his throat. He only sat there looking at you not saying anything, Tanjiro also looked at you with furrowed eyebrows. He's never seen you before..

The tension in the room was getting tensed by the minute as you and Uzui held that eye contact. The more he looked at you the more he couldn’t stop thinking about that day..he still remembered your tears as you looked at him with a heart broken gaze. He didn’t believe it was you..he thought he was hallucinating thinking it was you but some random person who looked like you but it wasn’t. It was really you. It was you, how could he ever forget those memorizable eyes of yours? The same ones that looked at him with hatred and sadness. He went to open his mouth to speak but you beat him there, “So..Uzui. What’s the plan for this mission, hm?” You questioned staring at him with a cold and stern look, Tengen just stared at you for a good awhile before snapping out of his mind clearing his throat, “I..uhm.” He couldn’t speak, he couldn’t get his mind straight. He felt his air way get trapped, he didn’t know what to do.

Tanjiro noticed how the whole room was getting tensed. He smelt a lot of anger and sadness radiating off you as you looked at Uzui, he then turned his head to look at Tengen smelling a sense of regret and happiness. You don’t know what happened between you two but it was starting to get more and more tense the longer it was quiet in the room, he opened his mouth to ask the question. “Do..do you know Mr. Uzui?” His voice spoke, which seems like hours on end you finally took your gaze of Tengen looking towards the boy. Before you could answer him a door was slid open, “Sorry to intrude but i got the stuff you requested sir.” A man said said with a soft smile on his face with a basket of stuff next to him.

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The tension was still awkward..all five of you walked towards one of the houses where Suma was staying at still deep in your thoughts. You didn’t know what to say to him— matter a fact you wanted to punch him but for the sake of not causing a scene you held back, you walked along side with Insouke having a small smile on your face as he spoke to you about how he was raised in the mountains, this kid was really interesting. You guys continued to walk towards the house finally making it.

The mission was beginning.

After assigning each and one of them to a house you and Tengen were changed back into your guys uniforms sitting ontop of one the house roofs looking out for any signs of demons. It was quiet..real quiet as you stood there fiddling with your Haori..the same Haori they gave you. You felt as if you should’ve been had it gone the moment the accident happened but you couldn’t bring yourself to, it held too many precious memories just to throw it away. After all you did missed them even after the incident, from the glances Tengen was giving you you could tell he wanted to say something to you but couldn’t get the words out. How could he when he’s now seeing you after twelve years? You also wanted to say something to him but you were hurt and upset to do so, you didn’t even wanna be on this mission but from masters orders you had to.

You bit back a heavy groan finally deciding to be the first to speak up but instead Tengen beat you to it, “I thought you threw that thing away..” His voice spoke as you gripped tighter around the fabric having your breath hitch, turning your head to look at him making eye contact with his soft orbs. You had forgotten how handsome he was, every memory came back just from looking at his face. You clicked your tongue looking away from him once more sighing, “No, i kept it.” You spoke very soft and small avoiding his gaze, Tengen sighed walking up towards you. Hearing his heavy footsteps make their way towards you, your heart increased as well as your breath getting shallowed, “Look at me.” He asked with that tone..that fucking tone he would use whenever he spoke to his wives, you continued to look away from him but that changed when you felt two fingers on your chin bringing you to turn your head. You kept a straight face as you looked up at him holding down that emotion you felt that was gonna blow any minute, “(Y/N)..that day. I..I lost someone who was an important person to my family. I lost someone who was the most sweetest and kind hearted angel anyone could ask for..and that someone was you. And I screwed that up because i let my emotions get the best of me, ever since that day Suma, Makio and Hina all begged to have you back. But it was too late..” He trailed sighing, “I’m so sorry, (N/N).” As soon as you heard that voice crack you couldn’t help but have your own emotions finally let go.

Soon enough you found yourself crying in front of him. You wanted to yell at him, wanted to punch him wanted to curse him out but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. You brought your hand up to wipe your tears away but the didn’t stop running, Tengen softly smiled using his thumb to wipe away the single tear that slid down your cheek as he pulled you close to him with your head on his chest, you didn’t even fight back at it instead you clenched onto his uniform like you didn’t want him to leave you. He felt your hands grip tighter kissing the top of your head before whispering, “I’m not going anywhere..i’m not leaving you. Not again not ever.” He whispered closing his eyes holding you into his bigger arms letting you cry it out.

Since that night, the tension that was once there had vanished. I mean you were still awkward around him but the more times you’re with him alone the more you’re letting yourself get comfortable with him again. Tengen was happy to see you get more and more comfortable going back to your old self as you hanged with him, there was this ping in his heart the more he saw that smile he fell in love with alongside with your laughs..he wanted to ask for you back. He was gonna ask for you back. You were the missing puzzle piece for the family..you missed your family..you missed him.

Hearing your laugh echo through his ears made him firm a smile on his face, his heart was increasing by the second as he looked at you. Seeing you laugh again was like medicine for his heart..you being here with him was enough to bandage his heart back into pieces, mid way in your laugh you slowly started to die down when feeling his hand grab yours, you looked at your held hands before looking at him with a confused look, he sighed. “(Y/N), i don’t know how to put this in the right words but..” He trailed off taking a deep breath in, “Will you be mine again? Ours in fact?” You looked at him speechless with widen eyes..many emotions were running through you right now as you stared at him sadly. “I..I..don’t know Tengen.” You trailed looking down but soon your head got picked back up staring into his eyes as he gave you a reassuring smile, “What happened years ago won’t happen again..you can trust me. Back then i was..i was young and idiotic but trust when i say this, i’ll treat you like the wife you deserve to be. I love you so fucking much.” He whispered, you stared into his eyes to read him..he was being honest, they were filled with hope and regret you but your bottom lip looking down.

Even after 12 years you still loved him. It hurts to say but it’s true, even after what happened you still loved him. He was your first everything, first husband, first time even your first kiss. You wanted him back again..you wanted to be his wife again, fuck you missed him dammit. You softly sighed before looking up into his eyes, “Promise me..promise me you won’t let what happened repeat again.” Your voice spoke small as you held that gaze, Tengen felt his heart ping instantly nodding his head, “I promise, i promise what happened years ago won’t repeat.” You looked at him one last time before nodding your head but couldn’t help but pull him closer to you locking lips with each other. Tengens eyes widened in surprise by instantly closed them kissing back placing a hand on your cheek. Oh his you missed his lips onto yours. You softly smiled as he chuckled before muttering,

“Welcome home angel.”

[azedakude]

ᰍ ★ ៸៸ #꯭# ❨ ♥︎ ❩ La Squadra with a short s/o !

金﹗₊⁺ 𓋰 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: fluffy time, and a little suggestive?

❁ 𐑮𐑮 ¡note 𖥻 autor!﹆ hewwo again! ♡, this took me a while, i wasn't sure what to do exactly. other than that i was busy with work, i almost died there. also, thank you very much for the support that the previous post had, it really made me happy to know that you liked it so much!, i hope you enjoy, read under the cut! ヾ(´︶`♡)ﾉ

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꒰ 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐎:

✦ He knows that he is very tall, taller than anyone from La Squadra, Passione or derivatives. But, oh my god, you are so small by nature that it makes him die of cuteness! At first he was afraid to approach you, since he did not want to bother you, so he chose to appreciate you in silence for a while. “you think i'm.. scary?.. no, you don't think that.. do you?”

✦ When you two started dating, Risotto couldn't stop hugging you or sitting on his lap in a protective way, not because he's jealous, he just wants to take care of you and protect you from everything bad in the world. hold him, he is a baby. “i like you for a long time- i mean- as a partner- no, not that- ahhg-- I just- fuck- i- i need protect you-”

✦ Risotto will never admit it, but, he likes to see you stand on tiptoe to reach his lips when you want a kiss. It really is cute to see you do that, many times Risotto slightly moves his head away from your range so that you cannot reach him, so you keep trying to reach him in a tender and playful way. “you look good when you try to kiss me from down there”

✦ He would never use you as an armrest, but, he loves to rest his head in the crook of your neck when you sit on his lap. Many times, he turns out to be somewhat flirtatious and he kisses your neck slowly, but nothing more than that, he doesn't want to hurt you, or scared you at all.

꒰ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐎:

✦ Formaggio will definitely use you as an armrest, but in turn, expect quite a few strokes and pats on the head as a reward for putting up with him for so long. Also, if he got up in a good mood, expect kisses on the neck while using you as an armrest.

✦ Many times he will make jokes about your tiny height, but he is not too hurtful with that, since, he does not want to hurt you, or make you cry, since he loves you; and you know it, but, Formaggio is very dumb sometimes. forgive him. “omg you are so tiny omg kbsjsjdjdhd omg i love you babe gkbfjdjfj”

✦ Even if he doesn't say it or admit it out loud, Formaggio loves and adores your height, it's perfect for him; You are neither that tall nor that small. You are an adorable little thing in his eyes, give him many kisses.

✦ He will always give you his shirts and pants for you to wear, as they fit you well. He many times he enlarges them a little more so that they are really sensual, I mean, beautiful. “my work clothes fit you well, would you like to model for me?”

꒰ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐎:

✦ You two are surprised how you became a couple, as the two turned out to be quite different, but you are fine. At first, Prosciutto seemed annoyed or conflicted with your height, as the back of his neck hurts when he looks at you for a long time. “your way of loving is painful for my neck, i like it.” You think he cared about that neck pain? Do not believe him, he likes that that minimal pain was because of you, you worth it.

✦ He knows that he should not be so rude to you for such a minor detail, so he got used to it over time, and many times you will end up sitting on his lap to make it easier for him to see your face when he talks to you. “you are small, i like you.”

✦ Prosciutto turns out to be quite possessive, so whenever the situation warrants it, he will put one of his hands on your hips, thank you that you are the perfect size for him. At worst, he will lift you up bridal style. “what? don't tell me you're ashamed of this.” When he carries you bridal style, Prosciutto takes the opportunity to leave several kisses all over your neck and cheeks, he likes kissing you a lot. dont tell anybody-

✦ When the two of you sleep together, Prosciutto shows the softest and most tender side of him possible, many times he asks you to fall asleep on him; on his chest, while he embraces you protectively. It is quite tender as the count of your height and the height of Prosciutto is so notorious.

꒰ 𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐎:

✦ He brags a lot about your height difference with his, many times he will flirt with you about it, he expects many cute nicknames from him like “little cutie”, “little one” among many others. “you're so small compared to me, it's really cute”

✦ Ilusso really is very flirtatious and over the top when it comes to kissing you, you just need to tiptoe to reach his lips, but no, he won't do that. Expect Ilusso to carry you onto his arms to kiss you properly. “what? this is a better way to kiss you.”

✦ He knows very well when you feel self-conscious about your height, and make sure he will pamper you and compliment you on that. “what's wrong? why are you criticizing the person i love? if you're perfect, your height is perfect, you silly!”

✦ Ilusso turns out to be quite protective of you when it comes to third parties bothering you because of your height. I mean, yes, he also annoys you for being so small, but nobody but him can do it, and if they do, there will be consequences. “hey, don't let anyone bother you about your height, okay?”

꒰ 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄:

✦ Everyone in La Squadra knows that you are perfectly compatible with Melone, since, it is quite obvious, not for something did he choose you as his loved one. And therefore, he has a habit of protecting you from everything bad, even hateful comments of every part of your body. "hey, shit face! what did you just say about my partner's height?! i'll kill you!"

✦ He loves to carry you bridal style or sit you on his lap, in general, Melone loves that you are so small; he brings out a ten percent more all your unique glow. For him you are the closest thing to perfection and to God at his maximum potential, I mean, did you see yourself? You are perfectly imperfect in his eyes, and he loves it so much. “am i in heaven??- i just saw an angel-- oh! hey darling!, its you! <3”

✦ Melone has a skill for knowing when you are in a low mood, and he always makes a list of what are the most beautiful things about your body, or about you. Also, waits for Melone to carry you on his shoulders to cheer you up again if the previous plan doesn't work. Hold him, is a babyboy.

✦ He likes to buy you outfits that highlight your little body in a comfortable and pretty way, just as you are in his eyes. Melone just wants you to be happy and not feel self-conscious about your height. “how beautiful your clothes are! how did you end up being a killer and not a model?! i'm your fan!”

꒰ 𝐏𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐈:

✦ You and Pesci don't have that much difference in height, so technically, you two are on the same page; and you have to be completely sure that Pesci will be the most supportive and caring boyfriend possible with you if he sees that you feel down because of your height. “hey- don't say that about your height- it's perfect just the way it is- okay?-”

✦ He would never insult you or make fun about your height, since, in a certain way; He knows what it feels like to be in conflict with your own height, and he doesn't want you to suffer from it too, what's more, Pesci wants you to enjoy your height perfectly well, as it is completely valid and supported! <3

✦ Many times he fights in secret with the rest of the boys of La Squadra when he sees that they bother you because of your height. “Formaggio!- don't say that about them!- you idiot!-” Pesci wants to protect you from everything bad in the world. ♥︎

✦ Pesci won't say it in public, but, he likes that slight difference in height between the two of you; as it makes Pesci develop a feeling of protection and support with you. It's like, it never felt like this; and he likes that it's because of you. <3 its a secret!

꒰ 𝐆𝐇𝐈𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐎:

✦ You give Ghiaccio a really beautiful feeling of relaxation and calm, something that doesn't usually happen that often. And, as a bonus, your height difference with him makes him feel good too, since; you're cute, you look cute, and it causes butterflies in his stomach, he loves you. “you know they say that dwarf people are the most evil? well, that's not your case, you are an adorable little thing, my adorable little thing.”

✦ While Ghiaccio is in his best mood for you, he would not use you as an armrest, although, he has a habit of stroking your head when he sees you, and also, he likes to rest his chin on your shoulder or head, using as an argument that “you are the perfect size for him and his chin”. hold him, he is a baby. <3

✦ He really likes to sit you on his lap, either to rest or simply because he wants to, like, he likes to see how you swing your feet from one side to the other while you sit there so calmly. “i love this moment, sheeesh, you make me happy, goddammit-” i mean, ayooo??? the boi is happy??? because of you??? love him please??? i must protecc you two????

✦ Be assured that if you are with Ghiaccio, you will not walk again, but in a good way. I mean, he likes to carry you and take you bridal style all over La Squadra headquarters, and you don't even have to ask him, he'll do it on his own. “you are not heavy, my goodness. you are the perfect size and weight, a little more and you are the same as a feather to me.”

[rosesbriarsvioletiris]

𝕸𝖞 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝕱𝖔𝖗 𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝕬𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕳𝖎𝖌𝖍 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘’ 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖋𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖘’ 𝖋𝖚𝖑𝖑 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘 - 𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖗 𝕭𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖞

𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖗 𝕭𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖞 -

Briar Zellandine Rose Beauty

(Zell-a-deen) (generic pronunciation)

𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 - 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐱

The tale of Sleeping Beauty has taken quite the journey to becoming the story we all know today. From the disturbing and harrowing tales of Zellandine and Talia riddled with dreadful misogyny and treating women as mere sex objects to the more righteous yet still murky ubiquitous story that inspired parts of the Valley of the Dolls. In my eyes, it is a tragic tale and I can understand why Briar does not want to leave her friends, family and loved ones behind.

Briar Rose was the name of the protagonist in the brothers Grimm tale and the pseudonym of Aurora when she went into hiding. This is most likely where EAH derived her name and also because of the briars that cover the tower when she sleeps. (Briars are a thorny rose bush). It seemed ineluctable to give her the middle name Rose and Rose comes from the least well... grim stories - let's not completely traumatise Briar with her namesakes.

Princess Zellandine is the first known Sleeping Beauty - she was presented to us in a medieval romance novel called Perceforest in the 14th century written by an anonymous French Author. Zellandine was the princess of Zeeland who was in love with a knight called Troylus from Royalville, Scotland. She was born to a King and Queen who loved her with all their heart and when she was born they had a party for her and invited three goddesses who bestowed gifts upon her. One of the goddesses changed her mind about the princess and decided she loathed her and declared she was to damn her to eternal sleep when she reached 16. When Zellandine grew up, she met Troylus and they feel in love. One fateful day, Zellandine was exploring the castle when she found a spindle and pricked her finger on a piece of flax. Heartbroken, her parents determined that to protect her they would place her at the top of the tower on a bed completely naked. When Troylus heard the news he hurried to the castle and was helped to the top by a Zephyr. When he gets into her room he finds venus there casually and she pretty much told him that he should sleep with her, following her advice he sleeps with Zellandine without her consent. After being defiled she falls pregnant. Nine months later, the baby is born (she gave birth to it in her sleep, kudos to her) and thinking her finger is a nipple it sucks on it drawing the piece of flax out and breaking the spell. Zellandine wakes up and is bewildered as to why a baby is on her bed - she soon realises that the baby is hers and is distraught as she is now considered a “ruined woman”. She then realises that there is a ring on her hand that was not there before she fell asleep therefore she did not sin, she realises it was Troylus’ ring and he must have slept with her and it's okay even though it's really not. Bizarrely, a bird flies into the room and steals the baby. Troylus comes back, they get married and they live happily ever after. This story inspired many folklorists including an Italian author who wrote The Sun, Moon and Talia - an adaptation of Sleeping Beauty. Just like how I said on my Apple post, the not so pleasant namesakes are out of gratitude for the change in their stories - Briar’s mother must have been grateful to not live through what Zellandine or Talia lived through - the story now may not be pleasant but in a way it has been simplified. Also in Briar’s case, her middle name is derived from the long line of women in her family.

𝕹𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘

Bri 

Bri Bri

Briar Rose (not exactly a nickname, more of an affectionate name)

𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖗’𝖘 𝕸𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 -

Aurelia “Sleeping” Beauty

(aw-ray-lee-a)

Aurelia is a name of Latin origin meaning the golden one. It is similar to Aurora both phonetically and meaning wise, Aurora means dawn. I'll be the first to admit that this name choice isn't the greatest but not only does it tie in with the name Aurora, it also ties in with the story briefly mentioned earlier, Sun, Moon and Talia (Aurelia representing the sun).

It has been stated that Briar and her Mother look alike. I don't know much about her but I feel like she and Briar would have a close-knit relationship

“Sleeping Beauty loves Briar with all her heart, but sometimes cannot show it because she is asleep.”

In my mind, Briar’s mother could be a Leo like her. I see her as devoted if a little spaced-out sometimes. I believe the sleeping spell consequences make her feel guilty as she is dedicated to her life as a mother and wants the best for her children. She is kind and perhaps likes theatre just to play on her Leo side. In the Class of Classics, she was the editor of the school newspaper.

I have seen many great headcanons on Briar’s ethnicity as Ever After High is severely lacking characters of different backgrounds - Briar and Rosabella’s mothers are sisters and Beauty and the Beast is a French tale, maybe they could be from the French-Italian border? I haven't exactly thought this through and to me, both Briar and Rosabella are people of colour. Here is an amazing blog post I agree with!

𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖗’𝖘 𝕭𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘 -

Briar has 8 little brothers who we, unfortunately, did not get to meet in the show. Enjoy this excerpt from the fan wiki:

“Her mother is prone to the same sleeping spells she is while her father is always on the lookout for heroic adventures and monsters to slay. She also has eight little brothers, a few being name Loyalty, Tenacity, Courage, Gallantry, and Honor. Three of her brothers are triplets and Honor is the youngest of the family. They tend to cause havoc around the castle while making believe their own adventures. They greatly miss their elder sister when she is away at school. Her cousin is Rosabella Beauty, while her aunt and uncle are Beauty and the Beast from the same fairytale. The two families have a hard time interacting as Briar's heroic father cannot accept Rosabella's father was once a beast.”

Imagine how adorable they would be! I will update this post if I end up naming the rest of Briar’s brothers.

[bccksmarts]

𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

It goes without saying that I do indeedly use Emma Watson as Hermione's face, voice and mannerisms, but she doesn't have the hair. I'd say her closest versions to how I'd picture how I see my Hermione's hair is the first and second films ONLY. Especially her Chamber of Secret's look.

Now, when it comes to drawing, I primarily use P.rincess A.urora's hair curls for inspiration, whatever's easiest for my hands to manage, as well as Hermione's official art for products and merchandise ( you can view those on her about page ). But visualising in my head, I use the characters & actresses above.

Z.endaya is a prime example here, especially with this look particularly, since I give my Hermione a curly fringe / bangs. I look at S.ofia W.ylie is another prime example, purely for the tightness of the curls in this particular scene / outfit in The S.chool for G.ood and E.vil. They're tight, heavy and you can see the volume there. This is also why I use P.rincess M.erida, as her curls are wild, but very heavy, but you can still tell the volume of it, and how tight some of the curls actually are.

Styling, however—like I said, I prefer my Hermione with a fringe / bangs of sorts—I look at E.velyn C.arnahan / O'Connell from The Mummy ( first movie only ) because of how it's styled. Curly fringe, more controlled but still has that element of wildness here and there. It's still a bit of a rats nest, but for a grown woman really, it's... ❛tamed❜ in a sense. Even when tied up or back, the curls are there to see in her little bangs and bits on the side of her face that come loose.

And then, well, another I look at is... myself? I know that sounds absurd, but it's how I've always had this type of hair, not needing any sort of product to help with it, either. Wild and untamable since a young age but growing up and managing it on my own, doing it how I want and still having these really tight ringlets that bounce and are heavy is just... it's freeing, in a way, to be able to picture a character like that as well. I have a curly fringe ( even if wild most of the time ), and long curls that go part the way down my back, and I take inspo from that, especially when it's dried from after a shower. It's soft, it's heavy, it's not totally dry but not wet either which gives it a bit of weight that makes it look nice. I'll even include some little pictures of when my hair used to be crazy wild under the cut.

But yeah, those are how I actually look at Hermione's hair!! So even though I use Emma as the primary face, voice, look—her hair is a TOTALLY different story. ♡

I was 14 Years Old here, this is when my hair actually started to drop due to my curl's weight!!

I can't even tell how old I was here,,, 3 years old, maybe?? But good GOD—