#✩彡— anon

[anantaru]

I’ve read the ex husband series and I’m confused on why we are divorced ? How did they allow for it ?

the reason you got divorced in my ex husband series:

diluc — thought he had to leave you just like his father left him, no i'm joking it's actually because of trauma

kaeya — keeping secrets, always talking in riddles in order to protect you, but ultimately ended your marriage

childe — who knew pushing you away in order to protect you from his work would end up in divorce + maybe the both of you just weren't ready for marriage and only did it for funnies

ayato — almost no time to dedicate himself to marriage, it's like he is married to his work rather than you

zhongli — it was hard to even divorce this man because the "contract" LIKE SHUT YOUR ASSS till death do us part shouldn't end this way

alhaitham — being hot and sexy means nothing when you're so goddamn annoying

dottore — do i need to explain this

pantalone — didn't know the difference between human and property

neuvillette — you never got divorced, he only made you believe you did but the papers were easy to fake when u the one RULING THE NATION BRRRRRRRR

wriothesley — you got jealous his ass was fatter

[celabi]

Sticking scummy Scara's hand down your pants under the desk in class just so he can feel that you're wet and then refusing to do anything or leave class with him so he just has to be stuck thinking about how class is such a waste of time when he could be in his dorm pleasing his girlfriend. He's snapping at the professor anytime he gets called on to answer a question.

scara has very little to no shame at all, so when you do something so lewd and inviting like this— reaching under the desk and slipping his hand into your panties, he has all the reason to bend you over the table and eat you out in front of the whole class. but he has too much respect for you to go and doing something humiliating like that, and refuses to expose you in such a position in front of prying eyes…

he bites his tongue, and uses his fingers to feel around your wet folds, before he softly runs his thumb over your clit. you’re so wet and aroused that it has scara withering around in his chair, his other hand slithering down to his lap and pawing at his growing erection.

his fingers are coated with your slick, and lucky he has the decency to pushes past your folds and stick a finger inside to add onto your pleasure, knuckles deep before he starts pumping inside. so warm, so wet, his eyes roll back.

how the fuck has no one noticed? I suppose being at the back of the classroom has its major advantages, but seriously… scara is panting like a rabid dog in need of water.

his foot annoyingly begins to tap against the floor, and he slowly makes a start of unbuttoning his pants to hopefully pull out his aching dick, but you abruptly stop, and pull his hand away from the heat of your underwear.

he almost whines, turning to gaze at you with flushed cheeks and fluttering lashes, but you only shake your head with that coy grin of yours. his head hurts, it’s pounding, and his vision blurs.

“p-please, don’t do this to me. please.” he leans in close and presses his forehead to your shoulder, drops of sweat sinking into the fabric of your shirt but he doesn’t have even an once of energy to apologise. “baby, let me cum. I wanna cum in you so bad…” god he sounds so pathetic, so pitiful, like putty in your hands, but both of you know that he wouldn’t want it any other way.

“no, scara, pay attention, I’ve got work to do…” you mumble softly, a hand on his knee. he groans, and stuffs his face into your hair like a creep, taking in the scent of your shampoo. his hands still palm at his erection, but it doesn’t feel anywhere near as good as it did before.

“ill do anything, please. take me to the bathroom stalls and use me.” he licks his lips, drool almost dripping from his mouth. “c’mon, I know you wanna.” his tongue licks wet strips up your neck, before he unconsciously finds himself almost sucking on your earlobe LMFAO.

“quit it, scara, seriously, always so needy.” you try to softly push him off, but he’s latched onto like glue. you roll your eyes, but there’s a smile on your lips. you guess it can’t be helped, you did start this whole mess, and you knew what it would lead too.

and you can’t even tell him off either, because he enjoys that too…

“mpfhm, I am, only ever for you, m-mommy.”

BIG SIGHHH I need me a scrawny loser bf I can step on and get praised for.

[scremogirl]

adding to idgaf reader, they let the yans grope them whenever

I got carried away with yandere nerds, srry 😭

There was really nothing you could do to stop him. Yandere! Nerd is definitely the most handsy and since he knows you don’t care, he’s absolutely taking advantage of your laid back personality.

Sitting down at your desk you listen to the professor present today's lesson. You're so focused on taking notes that you’re unconsciously ignoring your precious yan. Sure, you have 5/7 classes with each other and will see him literally next period, but he wants attention now!

Therefore, once he shifts his hand onto your thigh under the table, you pay him no mind. He’s always like this so you think he can wait it out just a little more. Oh how wrong you were. Still facing forward, you ignore him as his hand slides farther up, fingertips brushing up against your sex. You shoot a quick glance at him, something akin to “really, right now?” but he decides to be petty and ignore you too. You huff a little knowing he’s not gonna give up and drop your pen; he’s gonna give you the notes anyways 🤷🏽‍♀️. He smiles at your quick defeat and after remaining stationary for a couple minutes, runs his finger along your arousal.

You lean back and let him rub against you, feeling heat pool between your legs. Out of the corner of your eye you see him smirk when your hips buck just noticeable for him to see. Your eyes still remain on the teacher and with a straight face and slightest groan, fall apart in the middle of class. Soon after the bell rings you grab your stuff, feeling your cum drip down your pants leg. You walk to your next class with him right on your heels before making a sharp left into the staff bathroom. As council members, it’s one of the perks you’re allowed (nobody likes using those dirty ass school restrooms bffr).

You close the lid of the toilet pulling him by the tie into the stall with you. You shoved down your pants down and undo his tie, using it to wipe up the mess he made before shoving it in his mouth. He looks up at you with glassy eyes and whines around the garment.

“Nuh uh, only good boys get to cum,”

Sure, you ended up missing a class or two and left the sore between your thighs, will you do it again? Yes.

To no one's surprise, you're here again at Yandere! Council president’s house again for another “study session”. And by study session I mean laying down in his large bed with his hands up your shirt and body pressed so close against yours you can barely move. Not that you mind tho, you're too preoccupied with the random ‘try not to laugh’ he put on to keep your attention from straying to him. This is one of the only moments he has you to himself and can sit back and relax with nothing to worry about.

Warm hands rest on your chest, an additional squeeze here and there. The silence is comfortable until it’s broken by your surprised gasp. For whatever reason, he wanted to give your nipples a gentle tug. He proceeds to grind against you from behind, snuggling closer. You look back a little only to find him nuzzled into the crook of your neck.

Again silence passes until his hands shifted to your hip and down your pants. He just left them there, resting against you and applying just the right amount of pressure. Not being one to be on the receiving end of teasing, you move his hands out and flip him on his back. Crawling on top you look into his eyes with a curt “stop,”. All you get is a cheeky smile as he places his hands on either side of your face.

“You’re so pretty,” all he gets in return is a roll of your eyes as you lay down on his chest as he scratches your scalp and slowly falls into sleep.

As revenge you woke him up with that sloppy toppy w/ no release as revenge. You had a rough time in gym the next day 🤭.

It was 50/50 with you. You liked going to the mall because most of the time you weren’t the one paying, on the other hand Yandere! Childhood friend would do everything in his power to make y’all seem like a couple. You knew the truth about your relationship so the jealous stares and whispers of “aww how cute,” and “I wish that was me,” never got to you.

“Hey babe, try on this one! The color really matches your eyes,” ignoring the babe part you stare at him questiongly. Sure, it does suit you very well, the only problem is it’s like 2x smaller than what you normally buy. You take it anyways, not willing to hear him make up dumb excuses on why he thinks you’ll like it.

Making your way to the dressing room you try it on and I’m not joking when it says it gives you the lift of a lifetime while simultaneously choking the shit outta you. You come out to where he was sitting and he looks up to you with the widest eyes and a wolf whistle.

“I always knew you were sexy, but this is a whole new level. Remind me not to rip this one off tonight,” the attendant gives you a shocked and slightly disgusted look before acting like she heard nothing when you turn around. With a flat look directed his way, you turn around before hearing a loud SMACK as short jolts of pain flow on your ass. Whipping your head around you feel a large palm grab and smooth over the area as Yandere! Childhood friends smirks at you.

“Keep the jeans on too,”

Y’all fucked in the mall bathroom and had to dash before security caught you 👍🏾

Special Guest!!!

With the first quarter ending in just a couple days, all your classes have been either free periods or makeup work. Today was just another work day for you, so you decided to make some last minute updates on your final in the school's empty courtyard. Of course, Yandere! Serial killer took the time to kill two birds with one stone; having you to himself and finishing up some assignments.

“Hey, (Y/N); mind looking at this for me? I’m not sure if I got all the details right,” he pouts. You reach over to take a quick peak, unsuspecting of a strategically placed paint can.

“Hm? What’doyou mean? I think it looks completely fin-“ your cut off before tripping but are caught before you can land. The grip he has on your hips is tight as he pulls you up, shifting his hands to your side.

“Whoa, are you okay? You could’ve hit the ground really hard if I wasn’t there to catch you,” you let out an embarrassed smile before thanking him with a hug. He slings his arm around pulling you into his lap and kicking the van away.

“Just stay with me here for a while, yea? Nothing can hurt you when your with me,”

Hope you enjoyed My Love, this is the first anon I’ve done w/ Keegan so it’s a little shorter; wanna know how y’all feel about him first. Buh bye!!!!!

-Love, Sos ❤️

[ssweetleaf]

I can just imagine that Steve is the sweetest guy when it comes to helping his girl out on her period, and by that I mean he helps her cum over and over again until she feels better

oh god 😵‍💫

smut under the cut <3

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“That’s it honey, make a mess,”

Stevie’s fingers were shoved deep inside you, two knuckles snug and scissoring, curling upwards and nudging that special spot. Right there.

He had been so doting, taking care of you once you’d told him you had started your period, his pretty lips turning down into a pout — he didn’t like it when you were in pain.

And periods, however bad they were, they always came with a big side effect.

God, you were so horny, grinding up on him and drooling all over your chin, settled between his legs, your back to his chest while his pretty fingers glided through your soaking folds — slick with both blood and arousal, the mixture so sticky and messy, trickling over your thighs and down the crack of your ass.

This was his idea. Orgasms can sometimes help with period pain. That was what he had said, and even though there was that little flicker in the back of your mind, telling you it was wrong and frankly quite disgusting, it was soon pushed away once his puffy lips started to suckle at your neck.

“So pretty like this, sweet girl,” he cooed, “so sensitive.”

You cried out, grinding up into his thrusts, a smooth palm coming up to grasp at your chin to pull it down, making you watch yourself — making you watch his knuckles flex, your blood staining his skin and squelching crudely with each upward stroke.

“Look at yourself, look how pretty— doesn’t it feel all better now, honey?” His thumb flicked at your clit, feeling you clench down and smiling at the sight of your toes curling. “Just wanted me to fuck you, hm? Make this pussy feel all good again.”

“Oh, Stevie!” You stuttered out, grasping at his forearm, your nails scratching at his skin and leaving little crescent moon indents for him to marvel at later on. “Always make my pussy feel good. Always!”

“That’s right, hon. Can feel her clenchin’, she’s just suckin’ me in, huh?” Your eyes were practically rolling to the back of your skull, such obscene talk, so messy. “Such a dirty girl.”

⋆˙⟡♡ inbox me eddie and steve stuff ! ♡⟡˙ ⋆

[dustofthedailylife]

texting Dan Heng "baobei, come over" when we need help with something,,,,, and him getting all flustered and shy sksksks

(baobei = treasure in chinese)

A/N: pls, the man would short-circuit- This also got longer than I expected... oopsies. Well, I hope you enjoy <3

"My Treasure"

ft. Dan Heng x (gn!)Reader || [Fluff] -> Masterlist || → Taglist

"Baobei, can you come over for a sec? I need your help with something."

What would be an entirely normal direct message on his phone in the eyes of anyone else, was exactly the opposite to him.

Why did you call him a term of endearment in his native language out of the blue? Who even taught it to you? And did you even know what it means?

He could feel his face heat up uncontrollably and he immediately locked his phone again, looking around in panic to see if anyone was looking at him right now. He wished to avoid anyone seeing his reddened cheeks at any cost.

Mr. Yang was currently reading through some magazines and Himeko was currently somewhere else on the train, as was March. Lucky.

He quickly got up and headed for your room, halting in front of your door and trying to recollect himself before daring to knock on it.

He was leading possible conversations with you inside of his head to be prepared for as many possible outcomes as he could think of, which in turn made him more and more nervous.

Were you going to ask him out? Did you return his feelings? Are you planning to confess? Did you just mean to tease him and he was overthinking it?

He was most likely overthinking it. Sure, he had a crush on you but there was no way you would be able to know. He made sure you wouldn't find out under any circumstance. He believed March had her suspicions about it since she kept hinting at things, but he made sure to seem as indifferent about you as he possibly could every time.

Little did neither he nor you know that March knew everything and was trying to play the wing-woman for you two; The two idiots being obviously in love but at the same time too dumb to confess to each other.

By now his palms were sweaty and his heart was racing at light speed in his chest and he hadn't even knocked on the door yet. At the same time, he had no idea for how long he had been standing there, just staring at your door, but if someone would spot him hesitating like that, while also being beet red in the face, they could put two and two together.

In hindsight, it probably would've been smarter to just knock instantly without overthinking and getting this over with. Especially since his cheeks had grown even redder while he had done so.

As soon as he heard the door to the wagon he was in being opened he snapped out of his trance and finally knocked. Mostly just because he feared it would be Himeko or March. He wouldn't hear the end of their teasing if they spotted him in front of your room this flustered. Upon hearing your voice call him in he slipped right in as fast as he could without seeming suspicious.

"Hi! There you are finally!" You cheered, running over to him with a tablet in hand.

You were trying to show him something and ask him some questions, but he was too distracted to listen properly. What didn't help was that he felt like he was burning up from the inside with all the blood that was rushing to his cheeks. Admittedly, standing next to you after you called him baobei in your DM earlier, he even started to feel a little lightheaded.

"Hey, Dan Heng?" You looked at him visibly concerned with furrowed brows. "Are you not feeling well? Your face is all red and you look a bit out of it?"

"W-wha? Hmm? No, I'm alri-"

He was, in fact, not alright in the slightest. Especially not when he was cut off when you brushed his hair out of his forehead to feel his temperature. The skin-on-skin contact made everything even worse. For someone who was so put together usually, he currently was everything but.

"Good lord. You're burning up! Come here, lie down on my bed for a second."

He could absolutely not do that. He needed to leave. Fast.

"No, I'll just go lie down in my room instead. Just message me if you need anything from the archives."

"Okay," you nodded happily. "See ya later, baobei."

He winced at the mention of the word directly in person. You too didn't miss it and furrowed your brows in concern once more.

"Uh, did I say something wrong?" You asked, seemingly catching onto the fact that the word you kept saying to him could possibly be the reason for his strange behavior.

"D-do you know what that word means?"

"What? Baobei?"

He winced again before nodding and averting his gaze.

"Well... March said it means something along the lines of 'Bestie', I heard it when we were on the Luofu and thought it sounded cute."

So she was responsible for this. March, you would have some explaining to do.

Do not repost, copy, translate or edit - © dustofthedailylife || reblogs, comments, and asks about Genshin/HSR or my fics are always appreciated!

[pixieskie]

LISTEN LISTEN HEAR ME OUT SNSNSJAA

.BEHAHANSNSAJRHWHA

dom! mean Scara, xiao, or like extra teasy heizou, all with a SLEEPERRER build 🤤 x Sub!reader AND OMGMGMG LISTEN,,, SO READERS HORNY

BUT THEYRE PARTNERS TIRED SO THEYRE ALL LIK "just ride my hand" AND YK WITH THE SLEEPER BUILD, READER THINKS ITS LOWK IMPOSSIBLE UNTIL THEY PULL OUT THE UNEXPECTED MUSCLES AND YEAH 😇😇

anyways ur work is soso good 😉

ok bye fr hehe

HJSGJGD THIS IS SO GOOD

heizou telling you to ride his hand because hes a HUGE tease and youre all whiny but compliant so youre tryna hold yourself up on his arm and ride it but its too hard. SOO he flexes so you can hold onto his firm muscles while he teasingly pumps his fingers into your cunt slowlyyy until you beg him to go faster. So he goes faster until youre a whiny mess on his fingers, overstimulated and begging him to keep going while hes palming his clothed boner with his other hand, eyes not leaving your face as your beautiful moans keep spilling out~

tags: @kashiiwi @stygianoir @unsavoy-melon @rubywonu @babbledabble25

[tulipsforvin]

Hello Dear Vin🌷,

I took a walk earlier and i thought.. i thought i saw you..

I took a picture..

Is this you perhaps dear?

Sincerely,

-🗡️☕

oh god lmao

yep, that's me 😭 i wish i had noticed you, we could've had a little talk together

[sunderingstars]

For someone who has never played honkai impact 3rd can you tell me what was that conversation between welt and archeron?! I could feel it out with the context and vibes but I wanna actually know the lore please

ʚ 💌 ɞ hi !! thank you for the ask :3 i may miss a few things due to the complexity of the lore, but this is my current understanding of it:

⟡ 2.1 spoilers ahead ⟡

(hsr = honkai star rail, hi3 = honkai impact 3rd)

°˖➴ i’ll only be talking about their first conversation here since i haven’t finished the rest of the quest yet

short answer — acheron is this dimension’s version of someone welt knows from his home dimension (hi3) and as such there’s a bunch of conflicting feelings from him in this scene. he recognizes her face but ultimately understands he does not know the motives of this version of her, so stays on his guard to protect the express.

long answer below the cut:

⟢ hsr welt is the same one from hi3 — he exists in both games, starting in hi3, then traveling across dimensions to hsr which is where he is now

⟢ acheron closely resembles raiden mei, someone welt knows from his home dimension (hi3). basically, acheron is another version of mei in this universe (there’s some debate about the specifics, but this is the simplest way to put it!). she’s in a similar vein as bronya, himeko, seele, etc. if you’ve seen the discussion about those characters linking to hi3 as well.

⟢ so, it creates this situation where welt recognizes acheron as being a version of someone he knows and cares about, while she doesn’t recognize him at all. that’s why he looks so surprised when he sees her, because he’s seeing a familiar face.

⟢ however, he’s on guard during the rest of the conversation because he understands that while she may look like the raiden mei from his dimension, this is still a different version of her. he can’t be sure what her motives are yet, or if she wants to help or harm the crew. in my mind, i see him as wanting to trust her because of his connection with the mei from his dimension, but ultimately knowing he can’t let his guard down.

⟢ another interesting tidbit is that acheron is able to point out the true nature of welt’s cane as a weapon of godlike power. while we don’t have many answers as to why or how she knows in-game, it immediately reveals to welt that she does know, which calls into question what else she knows and the possibility of that knowledge posing a danger to the express.

⟢ side note: as for the connection between welt & the mei from his home universe, my main takeaway from it is that he’s a sort of mentor figure to her. not as close of a mentor as he is to other characters, but enough to know and care about her wellbeing. i would also say that they’re friends and have mutual respect for one another. (at least that’s my interpretation of their interactions in hi3.)

⟢ overall, i feel it was a very jarring conversation for him since he was suddenly seeing someone so familiar yet so different. from acheron’s perspective, it must’ve also been weird to see his reaction since she doesn’t know him at all. she knows how powerful he is, but has no personal connection to him beyond that — meanwhile he’s just having his “!?!?” moment while she stares on in confusion.

anyways, i hope that made sense! the hi3 lore can get pretty complicated, especially when it crosses over into hsr, but i tried to put it the simplest i could — i also may have missed a few things because of how complex it can get, but i tried my best to include everything important.

i’m happy to answer any additional questions, and once again thanks for the ask — i love doing nerdy lore analysis stuff! .𖥔 ݁ 🪐˖

[trafficlife]

smalletho fic you say?👀👀👀👀

👀👀👀👀👀👀 indeed! smalletho fic idea that hit me like a sledgehammer two days ago!

SO. etho is a skilled assassin that's tasked with killing joel, who is a very bloodthirsty vampire, because all of the other assassins died to him

and since i am too excited to keep this to myself, i'll give you a snippet from the beginning! i am a little over 1k words in and i haven't even gotten to the part where etho meets joel

Etho was a mess. Well, physically he was. Maybe mentally as well, but he’d deal with that another day. His senses were completely overpowered by scarlet blood, thick and abundant and everywhere. It was on his face, his clothes, his dagger, his victim. And now it was pooling onto the pavement, creating a thick crimson puddle for Etho to stare into. A twisted mirror, that puddle of blood was. It was a reminder of how far Etho had come. Whether or not he was proud of his progress, he wasn't entirely sure. Etho couldn’t stare at himself much longer. He didn’t want to come to regret this line of work, when he was just so good at it. He’s been an assassin for four years. And in that time, he quickly climbed the ranks, becoming sought after by hirers and potential victims that wanted to kill Etho before he killed them first. And yet, even after four years, he was still astounded by how much blood his dagger could draw. Blood dripped down from the jagged blade, dripping onto the pavement and creating a path as Etho walked away. It was a path that Etho knew extended far past his victim, past the borders of his town. He had been traveling on this path for so long, he forgot where he started, nor did he anticipate reaching an end. Get the job done, collect your rewards, and run. That was Etho’s new motto, as it was all he could do. But no matter how far he traveled, no matter how much he ran, he was just running in circles. Etho fell into a cycle with no real way to escape. Even if he stopped this line of work, it didn’t mean he’d live peacefully. He had several targets on his back and became extra cautious of potential traps and hidden assassins. It was a dog-eat-dog world and Etho knew he wouldn’t stay on top for long. But somehow, the risk of getting murdered didn’t bother Etho as much as it should. He was more concerned about if, in the future, he could deal with the bloodbath he showered himself in constantly.

[anantaru]

Uh do you think kaeya has breeding kink? Im sorry wihrhw but after the 3.8 livestream ive just been seeing A LOT OF KAEYA DOTING ON KLEE FANART 😭😭 and it makes me melttt aaaa like it makes me wanna marry him and have his babies ☠️ which is funny cz i don't even wanna have kids in real life HAHA

- ❄️

cw. breeding, fem! reader

"i wanna—" kaeya speaks lowly, slowing his digits over your shaking skin, immediately noting how your fast breathing was erratic, but also exciting for what‘s about to come, "i wanna breed you."

and he’s upfront with his precious needful cravings, knowing that you feel the exact same way as he did. in the middle of the night, with a freezing breeze ringing against the cold windows, you flinch when he pulls himself into you, gentle drags over your trembling walls as his cock fills you up entirely.

your hands were swift to require additional support, braking your fingers into his bronzed back and vaguely bruising the skin with your nails. kaeya throws his head back in exhilarating pleasure, thirsting and in truth— wholly gone by nothing more than your perfect pussy milking him for all he’s worth.

he releases his seed shortly after, revelling in your sloppy hole flexing around his girth, pistoling himself so far up your cunt and making sure he‘s overspreading his milky whites onto the used flesh, so it wouldn’t leave you again— or, maybe it should, in fact, he could do this all night long until his legs would give up on him.

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[celabi]

what about scummy scara carrying reader on his shoulders and his head being squished by readers thighs fhjwndlskjfodkdn PLEASE THE HOLD THIS MAN HAS ON ME

Sitting atop scummy Scaramouche’s shoulders! ☆彡 0.6k

When your feet start to ache, and your will of walking by foot slowly decreases as time passes you by, Scaramouche is quick to discard his hat and drop his body to the ground. His knees, scraped and scarred red, thump harshly against the tattered concrete floor when he makes contact— and although he cringes at the pain that jolts through his ligaments for acting so careless, he pushes away his soreness and angles his head downward in an almost prayer looking position. “Please, allow me to carry you. It is no trouble at all.” He knows he sounds more ravenous then humble, but it’s a kind gesture nonetheless, so he hopes for you to just ignore the plain desperation that cracks through his tone and agree to his kind offer.

You do, and he watches in a new found excitement as you circle around his figure and stand behind him— your soft and gentle hands somehow magically making his previous tension soothe away when you place them on top his shoulders to stabilise yourself. “I won’t be too heavy for you, will I?” You chuckle lowly, and out of your line of sight, he scrunches his eyebrows and narrows his eyes— a unamused scoff echos in his mind for someone even daring to put that pathetic thought in your cute little head. Need he remind you again just how perfect you are?

“Nonsense, for I can carry you to the ends of Teyvet without breaking a sweat.” He boasts with confidence, but stumbles forward slightly when one of your legs unexpectedly hoist over his shoulder. Out of instinct, he grabs ahold of your calf so you don’t fall. ‘Fuck, now i’ve gone and embarrassed myself.’ He awkwardly coughs into his free handed fist to try and mask his chagrin state, and is inwardly grateful you can’t see the way his face burns a red hue in result of his mistake. “Ah— see? No p-problem at all…” an awkward laugh bubbles up his throat.

“We’re nearly there, but if you’re so adamant about it…” he helps you climb on top of him, and surprises himself when managing to hold back his delighted groan as you tangle your dainty fingers in the greasy strands of his hair. Your legs are so soft, and he can’t help but reach up and try to subtly push them together until his face was being smothered with your plush thighs. He sighs happily, and when questioned about this action, he quickly blames his show of needfulness on ‘making sure you don’t slip.’

You’re not heavy to him in the slightest, yet his legs still can’t help but wobble while he walks down the road, his hands can’t help but tremble as they grip at the flesh of your thighs, his breaths can’t help but slowly loose their balance with each step he takes. You seemingly take note of his staggered facture, and comment about it. “Scara? You okay down there? If it gets too much for you then please, don’t push yourself further.” Oh, how your tone sounds so sickeningly sweet, fretting about him like he was your boyfriend, he grins and turns his head up to try and meet your gaze, a red blush coating over his nose and combining at the tips of his ears as you stare back down at him in slight worry.

“I’m a lot stronger then I look, so all you need to do is sit there so prettily and let me do all the work. Please, I insist. Let’s just relish in this beautiful view…”

[scremogirl]

HII LOVE UR WRITING,, MAY I REQUEST (if no, pls ignore! :')

so theres this thing i do,,, as a clingy partner,, was wondering how ur yanyans will react?

Whenever reader wants some quiet quality type, they sit on the floor near where yandere's chair is, and lays their head on their lap and js continue scrolling on their phone...yanderes reactions??

★♑︎☆彡𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎✪𝐍!☆♏︎★

How my yans react to you putting your head in their laps

GN! Reader, ❤︎︎!!! Your words are in italics theirs are in bold. Check out their stories here ✩ ✰ 𖤐. I LOVE U FOR THIS ANON(•̀ᴗ•́)و

𝐓akenya

✩Does not know what to do

✩Literally will freeze like a deer in headlights when you show him any kind of affection.

✩Wants it so bad though!

✩Will act slightly like a tsundere if you call him out on how much he’s blushing

☆The head in the lap thing tho? You’re actually trynna kill him

He’s yet again invited you over under the guise of a study session. You knew this because A, you're not stupid and B, you’ve finished your work for the week. It was Friday and you had nothing better to do, so why not? The chance to lay in his large bed plus free snacks and fast internet? The chance was too good to give up. So here you are. Splayed out in his bed as he sits hunched over his desk to engrossed in his studies. You’re kinda scared he’ll get scoliosis from how long he’s been in that position. It’s been about an hour and some change since you’ve been here and you’re starting to get bored. And hungry. Your stomach growling over the video playing on your phone was enough to get you up and moving.

You call out to him and in an instant he drops the pen in his hand and turns all his attention to you. Before you get to tell him why you interrupted him so abruptly, your stomach answers for you. With a teasing smile it clicks in his head what you were gonna ask him and he asks you to grab some of those disgusting kale chips he likes on his way up. His house is basically a maze so you have enough time to think about the many ways you could clear your boredom.

Finally arriving at the kitchen you grab a handful of snacks and wave at the butler who's already stocked up once he learned of your arrival. This dude is loaded so he won’t miss anything, besides he got ‘em for you anyways. Speak of the devil, he hasn’t paid attention to you not once since you got here, it was his idea in the first place! Making your way upstairs you finally decide on the perfect way to clear that thought.

Handing him his snack of choice he thanks you before immediately returning back to work. However, he doesn’t get through much as he notices you haven’t moved. He’s about to ask what you're up to before you drop down to your knees and place your head in his lap.

“He-hey! What’re you doing? I can’t work like this,” you ignore him completely before whipping out your phone and opening your bag of chips. He’s about to continue his questioning when you raise your arm up and hover a chip close to his lips. He shakes his head to the other side but as soon as you see it snap back you shove it past his soft lips. You make sure to press down on his tongue just a little before pulling back and whipping the remaining saliva in his lips.

“Shut up,”

Not another word was spoken from him the rest of the day. You could feel his bulge against your head but didn’t pay it any mind. Who knows, maybe if he finishes fast enough you’ll finally get the attention you wanted.

𝐌icah

✰A common occurrence between the two of you tbh

✰It’s usually from him but he obviously doesn’t mind being on the receiving end; prefers it actually.

✰Can actually be quiet for once. He just loves to sit in the silence of such an intimate moment.

✰You on the other hand just wanted a comfortable place to take a nap.

“(Y/nnnnnn), I’m boreddd,” jeez can this guy exist without making noise. It’s not nothing you didn’t expect though, that’s just Micah is. You’ve known him too long to be annoyed by things like this so you just sigh.

“Put on a movie or something,” you don’t give him the. You don’t even give him the courtesy of eye contact seeing as they're closed. The bags under your eyes and slug of your shoulders as you lay down on the couch don’t go unnoticed. Yes! The perfect excuse for a cuddle session. Rising from his spit across from you he moves his way over to the kitchen, not forgetting to hand you the remote first already knowing he’d probably spend 10 min just looking for a good watch. Opting for YouTube instead you quickly put on some random try not to laugh in order to provide you some stimulation, resisting the cusps of sleep. Your eyes shift to the soft snow falling past the window, the cold not helping as you snuggle deeper into your blanket making you even more tired.

He returns with some hot cocoa and cookies as he takes a new spot next to you. You sit up and take the surgery treats as your eyes refocus onto the screen. His eyes stay on you though, enchanted at the thought of you. Ever since you were kids he knew he was gonna make you his and nobody would get in the way of that m. Not even you.

Too absorbed in la la land he fails to notice that you’ve already chugged down your drink and eaten your full of the cookies. He only snaps out of it when he feels pressure on his shoulders. As he lets you lay him down on the couch, he’s watching as you readjust the blanket to cover your whole body. You scoot your body down and lay your head on his lap snuggling closer into his warmth. Smoothing his hand through your hair (or scratching your back if your hair’s too short/thick) he listens to your breathing become more even. So happy that his sweet little angel finally catches some z’s.

𝐌iylo

✫I really CANT decide if he or Micah like it more.

𖤐The thing is with Micah, he’s been able to have his hands on you for years so he’s more used to affection.

𖤐Miylo on the other hand, before you “truly noticed” him has only ever been close enough as sharing a desk with you. There was that time when he had to help you out of a sticky situation(insert anon of him helping you become unstuck), but other than that he’s never felt your skin. (Besides the time he broke into your house and wacked his shit to your sleeping face before stealing your underwear (●’◡’●)ﾉ )

𖤐After you got over the fact that he wouldn’t leave you alone/became popular, he will never stop touching you

𖤐Putting your head in his lap is only sending yourself down into a long rabbit hole

You’ve been putting off this project for god knows how long. Being in various different clubs, applying for colleges, and the stress from your parents did no good for your health; physical or mental. The student council have all been divided for the purpose of a fundraiser you’re putting on for donations to various types of charity’s. You got satlled with the easiest so you couldn’t be to mad but the exhaustion from life was killing you.

“Finally! Now I can finally get some rest,” Christ, if you knew being apart the council gave you this much work you would’ve opted for something more functional. You hear a chuckle from beside you. Oh right… he’s here too. He wouldn’t stop bombarding you with his assistance, saying that “two heads are better than one,”. Luckily, you were able to block him out for most of this project but now you can’t. There’s only so much about his rambles on quantum theory and the newest Spider-Man movie you can take. What a fucking nerd. No matter though, all you're worried about is flopping down and living in your own world for a while and he wouldn’t stop you from that. He tries to say something but you're not having any of it.

Grabbing him by the tie, you yank him towards you. You feel just a little bad for how aggressive you were but knowing him he probably likes it. The blush in his cheeks and rubbing of his thighs only emphasizes your point.

“Listen close, all I want is to lay down and not have to worry about anything. So do me a favor and shut your mouth for a while and read a book or something; got it?” The nod you receive from him is timid but filled with obedience, that makes you smile a bit. You reach up and pay his head a little “Good boy,”

You shift him so he’s sitting up straight and shove his discarded book in his hands before laying down with your head in his lap. He’s frozen and shaking slightly but you don’t care. He realizes that and snaps back into himself probably realizing he won’t get you to be so willing to touch him next time. Getting comfortable he decides that maybe you wouldn’t mind him reading to you. And you don’t. His voice doing justice as you rest your eyes and continue to listen to the story.

Y’all I am so mad because I was writing in tumbler and my phone shut off and all my shit got deleted. I had to re-write Kenya's whole part and deleted most of the earth. N E WAYZ hope this what you asked for my love, ENJOY( ˘ ³˘)♥︎!!!

-Sos ❤️

[ssweetleaf]

Steve being super gentle and sweet w his girl's first time 💕

okokok

so as we all know, steve. is. hung. his cock is huge, so thick and long and incredibly pretty, however the sight of it (though it has you drooling) has you wondering how on earth it’s going to fit, especially since, yknow, you’ve never had anyone inside you before.

even if you’ve masturbated before, or used toys on yourself, you just know it’s gonna be a stretch,,

anyway, back to the sweet stuff <3

it’d be so slow and gentle, foreplay lasting hours, just kissing and sucking at your bruised lips, using his fingers to ease inside of you, one knuckle, and then two, your wetness causing them to just slip right in, though the third digit was a bit of stretch.

he’d work you open even more with his mouth, tongue lapping at your slick and lolling over your folds, practically making out with your pussy— suckling your pretty clit between his lips and looking up at you with those pretty doe eyes 🧎🏼‍♀️

“don’t worry, honey, we’re gonna make it fit, gonna take me so well” “hold my hands pretty, gotta take my sweet time with you, hm?”

fuckkk, he’d be fucking you so deep once you were comfortable, easing those little whines from your throat, his chest hair rubbing against your pebbled nipples, the way you constricted around him enough to have him blow his load then and there fjdkwgwvhs

⋆˙⟡♡ send me steve headcanons! ♡⟡˙⋆

[dustofthedailylife]

hiii

i had this random brainrot because of wriothesleys tone of voice when clorinde kicked down his door (in the english dub) that just made it sound like it’s a normal occurrence and i then imagined that y/n just does it every. time. they’re back from intelligence gathering and always are like „oh we’re fontainians, we’re dramatic“ or „i’m sorry, something big happened and i don’t care about your door“

byee 🧋anon

Hahaha that's hilarious!

You: *kicks the door open* Wriothesley (without looking up): "Oh hello, you're back again. You're aware the door has a doorknob, right?" You: "Yeah, so?" Wriothesley: "Maybe consider using it. Or do you perhaps lack doorknobs above ground?" You: "Screw your door, we have a situation!" Wriothesley: "I might have to screw the door shut eventually if you keep kicking it open like that. Anyway... tea?"

Pls... I love him so much kjdhfjksd

[pixieskie]

So, I saw tecchou and I’m here🤭

may i request headcanons and a lil scenario if that’s possible, when tecchou calls his s/o with a pet name for the first time and the same with his s/o, she calling him with a pet name for the first time

(I apologize for my bad English)

cw: none

word count: 0.2k

a/n: this is such a cute idea anon😭✨

not proofread

tecchou who's too shy to call you by a petname and still calls you by your name.

he really wants to call you by a sweet name but is too embarrassed and doesn't know how you'll react.

each time he tries to call you by a petname, he backs out mid sentence while you just stand there and smile softly at his embarrassment.

You were probably the one who gave him a petname first as he couldn't bring himself to.

"hey love, im home" you immediately put your bag down and went to hug him, tired from work.

"... hey darling" he hugged you back tightly as his heart started beating faster in nervousness.

your eyes immediately lit up and you looked up at him "what did you call me?"

he grumbled softly and looked away while blushing.. "icalledyoudarling"

"hm? I couldn't hear that".

"i said i called you darling.. stop teasing me" he finally made eye contact with you while you smiled even more looking at his red cheeks.

"youre adorable" you kissed him on the nose and hugged him tighter.

[tulipsforvin]

OMGGGGGGG

I just remeber reading youre post about reader dying. The part with Louis hit HARD. While I can definitely see him and me as reader in that scenario, (dw I am fine– almost.LOL) I thought Albert would fit in this one soooo much better. (My opinion.... also Pre timeskip) OFCOURSE Louis fits in there GREATLY. AND I LOVE IT SOSOSOSOSO MUCH LIKE I LITERALLY CRIED BECAUSE IT WAS SO SAD AND BEAUTIFUL <333 ACTUALLY THANK YOU SOSOSO MUCH FOR SHOWING US ALL OF IT YOURE WRITING IS JUST– mhwa! <3 (⁠๑⁠♡⁠⌓⁠♡⁠๑⁠) (⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠³⁠˘⁠)⁠♥ AND I KNOW YOU HEAR THIS A LOT RECENTLY BUT HONESTLY??? YOU DESERVE TO BECAUSE..... YOU..JUST!?!?! SO GOOD WRITING ???? Anyways– eghm... So what I was going to explain right now was how, you mentioned in one of youre post, Albert as a Boyfriend and that he wouldnt like someone who cant keep Hygiene. So I thought that, imagen, reader falling into depression (for whatever reason) and stopped keeping themself clean because of the lack of energy. They stopped showering, brushing theyre teeth etc.. and he started to feel grossed out by them. Not by choice ofcourse. He really doesnt want to feel that way, he loves them with his whole heart and soul. But he cant stand this anymore. He dont want to kiss them or sleep next to them in bed. So he tries to do the right thing and breaks up. He explains to them how he still loves them but cant stay with them any longer if they can't even brush their teeth . He doesnt want to hurt them much more and hopes that they can find help and get better. only to see them 2 days later lying in a cuddle of their own blood. He tries to crush to them, regretting every decision he has made earlier– just like Louis in that one hc. He doesnt want them to die. To think that theyre gross, annoying, stupid, useless, anything but beautiful and extremely Important. But hes too late. Youre already dead. Or so he thought. Just for the doctor to tell him that they had immense luck and that its almost a mirracle how you survived. He's relieved and his knees give way beneath him. This burden and the pressure on his shoulders falls away, almost in tears he asks the worried doctor kneeling next to him if he can see you. You're awake but you try to turn around when you see his face only to be follow by a huge pain in youre body as you tried. He obviosly doesnt care and rushes to youre side. He feels really guilty and apolegises to you. You dont care, you tell him to go away and add ' You left because you felt uncomfortable by the lack of my hygien. That was okay. But dont come back to me and say you care when that was the reason you first left me.' He accepts this and goes home at first. But eventully comes back with flowers while youre asleep. He wants to show you he really did care and peels you some appels. When he held you in his arms, unconscious and bleeing like a dove shot by hunters, he realised how much he could have done to help you. He could have talked, and or showered with you. But instead he just choose to not face it. He won't make this mistake again. Even If you will hate HIM for the Rest of youre life. He will show how much he loves you till get sick of it and just forgive him. He doesnt ever wanna let go of youre Hand anymore. He has experinced the feeling of youre abscence once, and he surely would never want to expierince this another time. Because he's confident that he wouldnt live that over.

Hahaha sorry that was loooong. I would like to hear youre opinion. I Hope you Liked it!! ♥️♥️

WAT THE HELL THIS IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA???

PLEASE DON'T EVEN FEEL REMOTELY WEIRD, BAD OR EMBARRASED ABOUT HOW LONG THIS IS BECAUSE THIS IS SO GOOD I'M GENUINELY SPEECHLESS. HOW IS THIS NOT A FIC YET?? THE POTENTIAL AND THE ANGST IT HAS WOWOOAOA

I can't even stop complimenting you honestly i absolutely love and am utterly and sincerely stunned at how you're able to incorporate two small things i said into creating this masterpiece of an idea??

believe me when i say i waited five minutes contemplating whether to even post this because i didn't want anyone to steal your idea. i'm being so for real right now if you don't want to turn this beautiful plot of an idea into writing yourself for some reason because if it was me i'd trademark this and stamp anything that states my ownership of a plot so delicious (since again, this is so good and has sm potential) then please, please let me at least attempt and and try giving this amazing, almost an artwork plot life someday. not sure if i would even do it justice bro damn but like you'll totally get the credits WOWOAOA. i can't even stop with the compliments because i'm genuinely baffled at how absolutely golden this idea is. god damn. LIKE OKAY SHAKESPEARE.

ANYWAY ARGH LMAOAOA don't mind me fanning over you and this.. i don't even have words left to describe just how good this plot/idea is but YEAH but this is genuinely so good. i'm somehow going back to babbling about how wonderful this is and i don't think I'll be able to stop if I don't end this here because holy shit the potential it carries is astounding and me personally, i love angst so this is.. FUCKKC I CAN'T STOP SAYING HOW GOOD THIS IS. LET ME END THIS HERE FOR REAL NOW — THANK YOU FOR YOUR WORDS + THE NEVERENDING SUPPORT LOL IM GRATEFUL YOU LIKE MY WRITING <33 I HOOE UOU HAVE THE BESY DAY OF UOUR LIFE