#『 ꕤ 』 visage.

[eatdivines]

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[primrcse]

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[chaldeanu]

unthinkable behaviour ノ dr. ratio

ꕤ ₊ ˙ ⊹ . requested by @hwaitham for fics for gaza ノ thank you kindly for this request, coco! i hope i did well with his characterisation in such scenario as i’m already too deep in my own lore with him hehe but this one brought me back to look at his behaviour in the game ♡

ৎ୭ ₊ ˙ ⊹ . 0.9k ノ gn reader — sweet casual fluff . library romance . reader loves books and studying here ノ dr. ratio is overthinking just because he wants to invite you on a date ノ mostly just his thinking process . but he’s lowkey smitten :3

he looks at the dust flickering in the air, eyes unmoving while his thoughts wander in the speed of light.

“excuse me…” he hears a faint voice calling him from the depths of his mind, quickly focusing his gaze at your hunched form and seeing you pointing a finger at the sculpted visage by his side. “dr. ratio, yes? you’re sitting without your mask…”

he forgot to put on his mask — unthinkable!

“you’re correct. but the mask is to let me think clearly. this time i succeeded in doing so without it.” he adjusts his pristine collar, strands of violet hair falling over his forehead at the movement.

what makes him confused about this moment is that you’re here again, back with some titles hidden in the embrace of your arms.

your face changes into a peculiar expression, and he immediately takes mental note of it. you consider him handsome, it’s obvious. he wants to talk to you more, but instead of doing so, he shifts back his head, causing the rays of light to twinkle over his dazzling facial features, then adjusts the golden laurel above his temple.

now, back on track of his what-ifs and what-nots, he still hasn’t grasped on why and how exactly you managed to bring his entire attention.

dare he say he’s acting irrational? no, it’s too early to call it like that. of course, there must be a logical explanation to his absent-minded state. which of your qualities he finds in you attractive? or, should he mention first — intriguing? let’s not jump to conclusions that he already placed you within his tastes.

brief evaluation leaves him with an image still too vague for his liking, as if he has taken no steps towards solving the case of being enthralled by meeting you here earlier.

he skims through his memory back to the morning meeting at the library.

your answers? silly. but you didn’t seem like a fool to him. eager to hear more, actively listening to his words, leaning closer so you didn’t lose any details of his speech. of course, he enjoyed being in the spotlight of your attention, his ego all sparkly for the rest of the day thanks to your fascinated smile.

his preferred rule of keeping his words few didn’t work. you pulled so many out of him and he wasn’t even angry — quite the opposite. unable to call you dull for wasting his precious time, he basked in your curiosity, surprisingly so scarce even around the university’s grounds. no wonder he met you in the library. books here are certified proofs of expert knowledge, something that went through corrections, editions, multiple readings. they must have made you stop, right? so you couldn’t be dumb. he may even say — more ambitious than some attending his classes, for he hasn’t seen them not even once at the library.

was it perhaps the way you looked at him? if eyes were the window to the soul, what would he see in yours? glint of youthful stubbornness mixed with intelligence, beauty he still tries to deny that speaks to him more and more. he caught a glimpse of his reflection on your corneas. in your eyes, he looked much better than in the mirror.

how absurd is that? yet another thing he doesn’t understand. why would you, a person who can meet the gaze of anyone else entering the library without hesitation, waddle away from being recognised by him? he noticed the hitch of breath, flutter of your lashes, second of daze — as if he caught you off-guard with his stare. is it the fear or perhaps admiration? an aspect that begs to be unravelled, that calls to him, yet he still hasn’t had enough time to dwell on it.

“is everything alright?” your voice brings him back to reality. again. your features are tinted with a hint of concern. “you were spacing out.”

“of course i was. that’s what brought me so many achievements.“ he doesn’t hide his astonishment at your remark.

you turn around to see if there are other people in the library, but there are none. are you worried someone might judge him for being absent-minded for a moment? or is it because you two hold a private conversation?

you peer at him with a puzzled expression. you most likely have no idea about the vast expanse of his expertise in the fields of science. he frowns, then sighs. he doesn’t wish to offend you by telling you that you need to improve your understanding of the situation. once again, he’s not sure about the proper answer either.

“would you like to join me for a coffee during the lunch break?” he offers instead, finding no better solution than testing how you respond to the unexpected.

taking in the possibility of you being absolutely taken aback by such a proposition coming from him, he still hopes for a positive reply so he could observe your reactions and profile your personality further. he looks at you expectantly, perhaps a bit too intensely.

“i… if you want to,” you blink in surprise, processing the question and then nod with a shy smile. “sure…”

did he actually stutter you? a subtle grin curves his lips at the sight of the same thing that you gave him before — the opportunity to take the lead, to teach, to watch, to analyse and grasp you better.

[greekwarriors]

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lillian:

[ ☼ ] : ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ʜᴇᴀʟᴇʀ ➜ chats ™ [ ☼ ] : ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ʜᴇᴀʟᴇʀ ➜ visage ™ [ ☼ ] : ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ʜᴇᴀʟᴇʀ ➜ musing ™ [ ☼ ] : ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ʜᴇᴀʟᴇʀ ➜ asks ™ [ ☼ ] : ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ʜᴇᴀʟᴇʀ ➜ ask memes ™ [ ☼ ] : ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ʜᴇᴀʟᴇʀ ➜ intro ™

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[rockstarsmj]

“O’ le plus beau from art poems, she.”

—— ⊹ ݁ ִ୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ The most comelily damsel of this century. Pale white skin, long ethereal mane, baby-pink cheeks, adorableness bulbous eyes, and my visage has enchantment. · ˚ა ꕤ

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[ahnlau]

⁽ ⠀  ꕤ  ⠀ ⁾ ⠀ ⠀ 𝘎𝘖𝘓𝘋𝘌𝘕 𝘋𝘈𝘕𝘋𝘌𝘓𝘐𝘖𝘕⠀   /  ⠀ visage

⁽ ⠀  ꕤ  ⠀ ⁾ ⠀ ⠀ 𝘎𝘖𝘓𝘋𝘌𝘕 𝘋𝘈𝘕𝘋𝘌𝘓𝘐𝘖𝘕⠀   /  ⠀ musing

⁽ ⠀  ꕤ  ⠀ ⁾ ⠀ ⠀ 𝘎𝘖𝘓𝘋𝘌𝘕 𝘋𝘈𝘕𝘋𝘌𝘓𝘐𝘖𝘕⠀   /  ⠀ q&a

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[winglessfairyy]

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[scara-meow-che]

Hello may I ask for somnophilia with Albedo? 🙏

☰⠀FEATURING⠀ⵓ⠀albedo x fem! reader

⁺៹⠀DETAILS⠀ⵓ⠀NSFW  ະ somnophilia ະ  oral (f) ະ  praising  ະ dirty talk  ະ bits of lactation kink 😳 (this is bcs of @kitakawass)  ະ breeding

ꕤ⠀NOTES⠀ⵓ⠀I LEGIT FELL OFF MY CHAIR WHEN I SAW YOUR REQUEST ANON DJNCJDSKVDS but i hope you like this prompt with our kreideprinz!!

albedo had always find you so beautiful.

from the way your lips would lift up for a smile, the tenderness in your e/c eyes, the way you scrunch your nose in disgust, or when your ears perk up whenever you hear him calling for youㅡeverything about you is beautiful.

the soft skin he'd glide his fingers down, the supple flesh of your chests he'd often put all his attention to, the delicate skin on your neck he'd leave his colors on. purple clouds had littered your skin, the gradient indigo hue swirls elegantly on every surface of your body he claimed. you are beauty in a human that he can't get enough of.

and there he was again, looking at you as if you're nothing but a grandiose piece of art. albedo's afraid to ever ruin the peace painting your features as he could only stare at the way your chest rises up and down to breathe in air, your eyelids fluttered close to steer you away to dreamland, lips pressed close in a small smileㅡthe exquisite stroke of slumber on your beauty crafted by the gods.

the poor man can't resist, sadly, he's just another victim of the ethereal visages you so possess that had given him dreams in the form of reality. as you linger in the deepest thoughts of your unconsciousness, albedo lifts himself up and peppered your cheeks with kisses.

just the soft release of a sigh coming out you excites him, urging him more to move down his lips to your neck. gently, he made contact to the crook of your neck, going up and down, searching for the very spot that had your body twitch in delight. when his eyes picked up your hands clenching down on the sheets, albedo continues to praise your body with each soft peck on your chests as the words he can't express at this very moment.

because you are beautiful, truly beautiful, even when you're deep in your sleep.

"it's unfair," he muttered, frowning when you seem to be held captive by your dreams, reeling in the sensations done by albedo. it was unfair, to see himself getting aroused because of the sleeping beauty that is you.

albedo doesn't know what to do. a part of him craves to leave more than just kisses on your exposed skin but he stops whenever he looks at your eyes forced shut to tell him that you are asleep.

but he ignored the latter, opted to wake you up throughout the whole process as this was an entirely new experience for him.

"my love, please let me indulge in you," he whispers in your ear before you places himself between your legs. his hands were careful in pulling up your legs, placing it beside him. the satin nightdress you wore had rose up to your hips, your (f/c) lace underwear exposed for him to see.

"so beautiful, truly beautiful." albedo continues his kisses from your knees, worshipping you like the goddess in his eyes. slowly, he moves down to your thighs, leaving no place untouched.

and you felt it, every movement albedo does sent tingles down to your core that it soon stirs you awake. and there you were, welcomed by albedo's intense gaze, forcing more butterflies to tickle your insides, lust evident in the exchange of looks.

"you could've woken me up," you muttered, letting out a soft yawn that's followed by a small cry when albedo soon made contact to your clothed cunt.

"i can't help it," he kissed you once more on your pussy, making you desperately twitch for more friction, legs closing in but albedo kept you in place. "you look so irresistible, even when you're asleep."

you moaned when he lapped down at the lips, tongue pressed flat, stroking up and down in such a deadly pace. albedo teases you, the tip of his wet muscle poking directly at your clit, causing your body to shiver and your back to arch once he goes down directly to your hole.

throughout the whole time, albedo kept eye contact with you, even when he dives back in to brush his nose of your clit, while he give your dripping little hole lots of kitten licks. it drives you mad, your juices spills out of you that caused him to be rougher in stroking his tongue on the crevice of your pussy, sweeping oh so generously on the right places.

"please, albedo, just fuck me." with a hazy look in your eyes, you pleaded, your voice desperate just so albedo can hurry up. and he did.

"okay, my love." said by your lover, lifting himself up in order to pull out your underwear. the cold air had made contact to your skin, your legs trembling at the contrast between the air and your skin burning up just by getting licked down through your underwear.

"let me take good care of you."

you watch him get undressed, pulling out his shirt to expose his toned chest, then his pants that reveals his cock throbbing from the lack of stimulation. just as albedo finds you beautiful, you can't help but say the same to him. his gorgeous locks that perfectly frames his face, those teal eyes that often shimmers when he's interested or invested on his craft, the way he smiles that just captures your heart every timeㅡhis intelligence together with how much he's been blessed by such features makes you so lucky to be loved by him.

"i've always been drawn to beautiful things," he said as he started to stroke his cock up and down on your clit that follows a teasing thrust of the head inside your cunt. you could only moan his name, hands holding on his before he guides himself with other just to fill you in with his shaft.

you felt so full, so warm, all around albedo's cock and he groans at the way your walls would clamp down when slowly pulls himself out, leaving the head inside before smacking himself back in. the handsome man had pulled both your legs up to your shoulders, feet upright in the air as he pummels so deeply inside you, hitting on the sweet spots that stained your vision with stars.

"i wanna fill you up, stain your insides with my cum," he groans at your ear. "make you pregnant with all our beautiful children. you want that, don't you?"

his words, god, it stirs you well inside at how filthy it were but you love it.

"please, make me yours," you pleaded, eyes closed and lips trembling when you felt how close you are in coming. albedo feels how you tighten around him, a call from your body at how much it wants his cum.

and he will give it to you.

"and when you're carrying my kids, i can suck on these tits as well. god, you don't know how much i wanna suckle on them whenever you wear that white dress of yours. just fuck you in that dress, filling you up while i enjoy how plump they'd be."

and that had let you remembered every time you wore this white sun dress when you visit him in his office. you imagined how he would've pulled down the soft material of your attire, his lips biting and sucking on your nipples. and you added how he would finger fuck you at his desk.

the short reverie of his desires had filled your mind and it caused you to finally let go of the dam swelling below you, milking albedo dry of all his worth.

to see your face flushed, body pressed down underneath him, lips uttering his name with such fervor and lust, after a few hard thrust he finally shoots all his load in you, pinning you down so he can bury himself as deep as he can.

you can feel how much albedo had came, both his and your cum slowly drips down at the side when he pulls out. the man frowned and went to scoop up the white and thick slick back to your gaping hole, causing your legs to twitch in surprise.

"lick," albedo commanded as he reached out the hand that scraped up his load back in you. and he smiled when you eagerly pulled on his finger and place it in your mouth with your tongue lapping up on your mixed juices.

"so beautiful, really beautiful, no matter what you do."

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[handhealed-blog]

She’s

so

precious !

[rockstarsmj]

“Lady of the stars.” ★ .. ໒꒱

—— ⊹ ݁ ִ୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ The most comelily damsel of this century. Pale white skin, long ethereal mane, baby-pink cheeks, adorableness bulbous eyes, and my visage has enchantment. · ˚ა ꕤ

[scara-meow-che]

i want to praise albedo and call him a pretty boy and watch him be embarrassed …

ꕤ⠀note !⠀albedo doesn't really have anything to be shy of 😭 like bruh i hate to admit this but when a man's so smart like him, it's so sexy and irresistible. when he's curious and all that, sir, please study my anatomy anytime you want to well we can study yours too with mine if he's into it. albedo lives in my mind rent-fucking-free, i won't even ask him to pay rent so of course 😤😤😤 we're gonna praise him so badly until he gets addicted to it.

pretty.

it's a word he can describe the flowers dancing along with the mellifluous melody of the birds and of the cool breeze, the clouds painting the azure skies with white strokes of colors, the lands being blessed with the tone of nature, the gentle blanket of blues from the deep ocean. pretty isn't even enough to refer to every detail of life around him but—

why is that word spilling out of your lips every time your eyes meet his?

"you look so beautiful 'bedo." you once mused when he was perched behind his desk, reading through every book in hand but his attention was pulled away from how you dreamily gazed at him. "don't mind me, I'll just be here with you."

why do you use that word so often to him? is he really beautiful? him?

"my pretty boy, so good in pleasing me," you'd whisper as he rams in and out of you, biting down his lips to prevent himself from spilling his cum inside as your words affected him more than he ought for. "look at you go, pumping all that cum inside me."

pretty, albedo wasn't sure why you'd always call him that but the mirror that stood right ahead your naked bodies, reflecting his toned body glistening in sweat, his platinum hair sticking out in places, his lips bruised pink from all your bites as you kiss him, marks that blooms color in his skin, eyes shimmering from the streaks of light from the windows—what used to be the visage of lustful depravity he can see on your body is now on his and he can't help but admire himself and at the same time flush as he felt overwhelmed from the very reason why you call him pretty.

"that's what i always get to see when you fill me up, 'bedo. you don't know how much you make me ache for you, just seeing how pretty you are. my pretty boy." there came another round of blush covering his face, no words came out as his tongue felt too dry to comment on your statement. he was close, you know it from the way his eyebrows meet, how his eyes closes in seconds as he tries prolonging the stimulating feeling of your tight walls clinging around his throbbing cock.

"look at yourself while you let go, my love." in every second that past, as his orgasm slowly closes in, you reached out a hand and moved his chin upward to remove his gaze on you just so he watches himself from the mirror at how he looks like as he sheaths himself so drep inside of you as he came.

mouth open, his body twitching together with his cock that pumps in his thick load, hands holding your hips so tight as he pulled you closer just so the head of his cock kisses your cervix and stains it with his white cum,he really looked beautiful, his mind getting addicted in discovering how looking at one's own erotic image can stimulate more arousal in the course of intercourse.

"do you now see how pretty you are as you cum?" he nods, eyes still focused on his reflection while he rides out his orgasm. you smiled, knowing all too well the thoughts running inside his head. since you were the one who suggested to test out this idea, then it would be best to assume that—

"my love, may i ask if we switch places and see whether the same thing would apply to you as well. although there are new variables to be added, i'd make sure to focus solely on your pleasure." albedo said as he pulls you up in his arms, groaning when his cum fell out if your cunt as he pulls himself out.

"ah, such a waste. i think i should—putting it in what you'd always refer to it to—fuck it right back inside of you. you wouldn't mind that, right my love."

you hummed as a reply, feeling his hand assisting you in letting you bend on your knees, face looking straight to the mirror with him behind your back. you can see your thighs shining with both your arousals, beads of his cum falling out but albedo scoops it with a finger and oushes it back up.

"with no time to waste, let's start the second test, my love."

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