#*🦋 anon

[junicai]

CASS OMG ALL THESE LIFE UPDATES!!!!its like seeing my sister growing up, damn i missed you soo much, i havent been able to catch up cause college is beating my asssoo happy to see you back (im not even sure that you remember me??)-🦋

HI HI ANGEL how are u sweetheart

apologies for leaving this in my inbox for an eternity (3 years) but i have also missed YOU so much

its such a nice feeling to be back and writing, even though its for a different fandom just atm

tell me all, whats going on w you atm!!!

[giverjoe]

Calling Eddie 'Daddy' for the 1st time.

#🦋

I honestly think you’d give him a heart attack from how hot he would find that. especially if it’s older!eddie. 🩵

tw: (daddy kink) p in v sex, teasing, basic smut

It happens when he’s teasing you, giving you only the tip of his cock as you lay before him. Your eyelashes flutter as he teasingly pushes it in again, looking down at you as you whine. “What’s wrong baby? Thought you wanted my cock, isn’t that what I’m giving to you right now?” He asks, mocking the pout that’s on your face as you try your best to not throw a fit. “Daddy, please.” Is all that slips out of your mouth next. Eddie freezes up, as your eyes open in shock, looking up at him nervously. A darkness overtakes his features as he finally pushes all the way into you, you feel like the wind has been knocked out of your lungs as he quickly builds up a pace that’s rough and relentless. “What did you just call me babydoll? Say it, wanna hear you say it.” He demands, lifting your legs up so they’re over his shoulders, his cock hitting deeper than ever. Your face flushes but you can’t control your mouth, “Daddy, please daddy!” You scream out, as you’re being fucked so hard it’s slowly scooting you up the bed. He laughs, reaching his hand down to hold your jaw, making you keep your eyes on him. “That’s right, I’m your daddy, fuck baby. That’s the hottest thing you’ve ever said.”

[sanaoria]

JJK men reacting to you purchasing ‘premium air’

❥ ft. gojo satoru, nanami kento, geto suguru, itadori yuji, choso kamo, sukuna ryomen

A/N: This was a request from #🦋 anon! I had fun making this one.

[strawberrystrangers]

Do you think JJ would constantly stay over at readers house bc he feels safe there compared to his own??

🦋anon

I love this!! I also kind of love the idea of the reader having accepting parents too bc that scene with Kiara’s hurt hurt!!

This literally just became a “please let JJ have a win with a girlfriend’s family who actually loves him” write-up…

Yeah he loved the independence that the chateau gave him, but your house had the company and it had the warmth of family. Your parents have stern rules about bedroom etiquette but they’ve practically given him the spare room whenever.

He definitely swings by after altercations with his dad; he’s been walking the street for hours trying to get the courage to ask if he can see you (& he does this every time, even after the 50th visit) because his insecurity is so deeply rooted in feeling like a burden (fuck you, Luke) to everyone.

So when he says he should go, because he doesn’t want to overstay his welcome, you’re always responding to it with “please stay” and not a “you can stay if you want” knowing he needs the clarifying reassurance that you want him there.

You’ll ask your parents downstairs if he can stay, and they’re always happy to say yes.

Your dad will talk to him in the kitchen while he’s making the dinner, and JJ helps with his experience from his summer jobs in the golf club kitchen. Your dad will never fail to find out how bad the altercation was, and give gentle advice and care and love and reassurance to jj, emphasising that he’s always welcome and never alone. Your dad is basically the Robin Williams in Good Will Hunting to Matt Damon. Your dad will hug him for as long as JJ needs it and there’s a few shared tears between them.

At dinner, your parents are always so interested in what JJ’s been up to—and when he divulges about the gold and his adventures, they believe him and want to hear more. They always make him feel like they see potential in him and that he’s not destined to be like his father & that his name isn’t tainted with a pre-made future.

JJ will talk mechanics with your mum, she’ll ask him if he knows what’s up with their car and he’ll go on this whole nerd talk about it.

He’ll help clean up: he washes the dishes and you dry them while your parents sit at the table still, sipping beer or martinis.

The recurring thought they always have, and the recurring thing they’ll always tell JJ is: “you have the kindest soul who has found it’s other half in our daughter” and they always make it clear that they’d rather him with you—a Pogue with gentleness—than the boys who attempt to butter them up—Kooks with misogynistic views.

[nymphea0]

JEREMY VON NEUSCHWANSTEIN .

HEADCANON.

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Hello Anon🦋, thanks for your request, this is my first time getting a request and also my first time making a headcanon.

it took me a while to make a headcanon, because i didn't read this manhwa before, so i read this manhwa and i need to analyze the nature of jeremy's character based on the original story.

this is a good manhwa, a complex depiction in terms of plot and character.

might have some bad grammars, correct me if there are any mistakes in the words in this headcanon I wrote.

i hope you like it Anon🦋 , i'm very sorry, i accidentally deleted your question TvT, hope you forgive me, and enjoy Anon🦋. Love - Neva🦋🦋.

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Manhwa : The Fantasie of a Stepmother/A Stepmother's Fairy Tale / A Stepmother's Märchen .

Author And Illustrasion : Spice&Kitty / ORKA(Art).

Publisher : Kakaopage And Tapas.

*Source Image : Pinterest

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Jeremy Von Neuschwanstein'

● Jeremy, the man is the heir of the  Neuschwanstein family, a wealthy noble family. While you, you are just an ordinary girl who works as a gardener at the Neuscwanstein manor.

●you and Jeremy are childhood friends, you play together and grow up together, until all that changes when his mother dies of illness, Jeremy's attitude is not the same as the jeremy you know, he changes.

●as time goes by you are quite close to his stepmother Shuri Von Neuschwanstein, Shuri is very kind to you, she is gentle and respects you very much even though you are just a gardener.

●In Shuri's eyes, you and Jeremy are an ideal couple, shuri had thought that you and jeremy would get married someday, but that plan was forced to disappear when Duke Heinrich proposed an engagement between Jeremy and his daughter Ohara Von Heinrich.

●From there, your relationship with Jeremy, which was previously not close, changed to being like strangers. In Shuri's first life, she could conclude that Jeremy was willing to let you go for his honor.

● For Shuri, in her first life, Jeremy was very protective and liked to spend time with you compared to his younger siblings. Jeremy laughed and cried only with you. For Shuri, Jeremy in her first life was a figure who was very protective of you, pure love.

● However .... in her second life, Jeremy is different from the one in her first life.

● This Jeremy is more passionate and direct towards you. He doesn't care about his status as a noble when he is with you.

● Initially, Shuri thought that this might be Jeremy's true nature, but unfortunately Shuri was very wrong.

● because the current Jeremy is the Jeremy who is willing to burn the world just for you.

● Jeremy is not good at expressing his feelings through words, so Jeremy expresses his feelings through actions.

● he can kiss you, hug you secretly, even when you are busy taking care of the garden.

● Jeremy, he has had the same recurring dream for 1 year, the dream includes his mother who died right on his wedding day and himself who married a noble girl he didn't know, and not you.

●Jeremy was very angry and upset when he remembered the dream, Therefore with the permission of his stepmother Shuri Von Neuschwanstein, Jeremy asked for permission to marry you, which was answered with Shuri's agreement.

●You certainly think rationally, you reject Jeremy, you reject him by giving a reasonable reason, You are just an ordinary person, and not a noble lady who lives in luxury, but an ordinary person who lives in hardship.

● Jeremy rejected your excuse, 1 time, 2 times, 3 times, and many times Jeremy tried to convince you to marry him, even with the help of Shuri and her younger siblings, Elias, and the twins Leon and Rhacel, but the results were still in vain.

● Until when you decided to leave by quitting your job as a gardener, Jeremy decided to marry you by force. He locked you in his room.

● Shuri and her younger siblings tried to convince Jeremy that what he did was over the line.

● But this was Jeremy Von Neuschwanstein they were facing, a Neuschwanstein lion.

● Shuri and her younger siblings could only hope for the best for your fate with Jeremy.

●During your life with Jeremy, he was an incredibly responsible man, although sometimes he was jealous for no apparent reason, but my dear, Jeremy loves you very much, with Jeremy's life as marquess and you as marchioness

●Your life is like heaven with Jeremy in other noble lady eyes. While they never know what is secret behind Jeremy love for you.

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©️Nymphea0 2024 ,Headcanon.

Please dont steal my work, or use without my permissions , Always be good people Dear. Much love , Neva🦋🦋.

@snowflakes666 @aenishas @elleflying07 @cannyyyyy

[edgeray]

hello ray! This is my first time requesting! ( I have read ur request rules too since I don't wanna be rude) I have read ur dragon arlecchino x dragon hunter reader and it was absolutely beautiful!. But I have come to request another version of that (I hope u don't mind) but in this version reader isn't a dragon hunter but a dragon trainer (or like trains dragon) u can make any scenario of this if u want!

Ps- I have read (almost) everything u have wrote Nd all of those were masterpieces.

Btw can my anon emoji be 🦋?. I'm currently obsessed with how beautiful butterflies are just like ur work!.

Dragons are Stupid.

(Arlecchino x GN! Reader)

A/N - Hello 🦋 anon! I know you sent this request a longgg time ago and I truly apologize for only just getting to this one. Thank you for your kind words <33. Also I really appreciate you reading my rules! Man, I miss writing these requests.  I won't be describing Arlecchino because I'm lazy and I also imagine that she looks the same in Dragon Hunter Mother, except she doesn't have three pairs of wings.

Content warnings / info - Dragon! Arlecchino, Dragon Trainor! Reader(?), could be seen as platonic bc no human form

In your quaint village, you were only twenty two when you became the first one to willingly leave–you wanted to explore beyond what your cozy town offered, despite all of the villagers’ protests. They told you that there were too many dangers that existed outside of the forest, but there was a buzzing inside of you that told you your purpose existed outside of the settlement. Reluctantly, you took off, but not without carrying a bit of something from every person in town. Your mother and father personally made you an entire portable cooking set, your aunt and uncle having crafted their most durable leather backpack yet, and from other families, packed homemade meals or tools. By the time you were ready to head out, you practically had enough food to feed six families. 

You were five days into your journey, simply traversing the thick forest and taking in all the sights. Your peaceful journey takes a turn when you notice in the distance trees that were partially or almost completely destroyed, their trunks broken entirely and falling onto the ground. The trees that are still standing are blackened and lacking their leaves–all of the vegetation around them are gone. 

Perhaps it was curiosity that drew you in or something else, but in any case, against your better reasoning, you decided to venture in. It didn't take long until you first encountered her. 

She was large, easily four times the height and many times the length of the largest creature you've seen beforehand (a bear, you later find out was the name of the animal). You had never seen anything like her before. Her sleeping form was so still, you would have mistaken her for a large boulder if not for the rumbling that came from her. If she was this massive while lying down, how much taller would she be if she was standing up. 

At that moment, every thought in your head told you to run away. Something that large would have no problem seriously harming or even killing you, even without malicious intentions. She could accidentally step on you, or one flick of her tail, and it would send you flying. Best not to wake up the beast. Unfortunately, or fortunately, you were too curious to scurry off, and circle around the sleeping dragon to examine its features. With one miscalculated step, your foot stepped onto a branch, emitting a loud snap that made you freeze in place. 

Instantaneously, the beast rose, a loud rumbling shaking the ground. Tumbling back onto the ground, all you could do was watch the towering creature approach you, their every step reverberating through the earth. Mouth agape and your expression aghast, there was some kind of pressure on your entire body that willed you still. The thumping organ in your chest resounded throughout your eardrums, deafening everything around you. 

Scarlet crossed pupils ensnared your gaze, and you were engulfed in those dark abysses. The massive being crept nearer and nearer until it stood just over you. With a deep huff, she maneuvered her head, sniffing at your backpack. A quick realization came to you as you recalled the food in your bag and hastily slid off your backpack straps to access the contents. The first thing food your hand grasped was a bagged loaf of bread, which you wrenched out and offered to her with an outstretched hand. Your hand couldn't stop trembling and you've closed your eyes, deciding against all your rationale to trust this strange creature. 

The bread was plucked gingerly by the creature's teeth and an audible gulp was heard. A coarse, solid texture pressed against your palm and when you opened your eyes, before you was a sight you couldn't imagine. The reptilian's snout was pressed against your hand, a soft resonance erupting from its throat–almost like a cat. In awe, you moved your hand across the snout and its scales, tracing along the indents with careful observation of the beast.

And at that moment, you think you've never seen a more beautiful creature.

Since then, Arlecchino (you had named her, and she begrudgingly accepted) had stuck with you, even when you ran out of packed food from your backpack. She was injured at the time, but at the first feeding you hadn't realized–only having seen the hole that pierced through one of her wings. You could only imagine that another dragon had caused that wound, like it had sunk its teeth in that area. The terrain you found Arlecchino in seemed to have been the battleground for that fight. 

Arlecchino could barely catch any food with her impaired wings, and it's likely she would have starved to die if she hadn't met you. Even then, it took her months for her wing to fully heal so that she could fly. It also didn't help that you were a novice adventurer–you barely knew how to hunt, fish, or gather any food in the wild. You had tried your best to provide her all that you could, and it was enough for her to live off on, despite sleeping for most of the day to preserve what little energy she got. Thankfully, the months had passed relatively quickly, Arlecchino providing you with no end of entertainment. 

“How do you always get tangled in the fishing nets? If you break another one, you can go catch fish on your own!” You yelled at the dragon as Arlecchino snarked back with an eyeroll, sweeping you off your feet with her tail. You fell into the creeks with a cry and cold water seeped into your clothes. You trudge your way back towards her, before kicking the water towards her. She blocks effortlessly with her wing, before fluttering her wing to flick back the water on you. 

“Archons, you're a terrible dragon!” You screamed with no real emotions behind it. With a quick tail swipe, your face was met with another blast of frigid water. 

You huffed, knowing that it was impossible to get back your revenge. You helped Arlecchino untangle her feet from the net, having Arlecchino hold one end of the net with her mouth. Traversing across the other side of the creek with the net, you waited for a steady school of fish to come your way. Not too long later, the two of you are able to heave out onto the bank a dozen or so fish. Arlecchino then goes to collect some firewood while you take out your knife to prepare your fish for consumption. 

As you're gutting the fish, all too smugly does Arlecchino dump the assortment of twigs and branches at your feet, accompanied with a good amount of saliva. You proceed to go into the creek for some peace to wash your feet while the dragon lights a fire on the branches. When you return, you shoot the reptilian a glare before piking your fish on a stick and setting it above the fire. 

The dragon lays beside the fire and you sit against her. You brushed your hand against her neck. “You're getting cranky, aren't you?” 

Arlecchino snorted. You assume that was a yes. “We can go pack up tomorrow and be out of here. If you save some fish, we could probably trade it to get you some beef, yeah?” 

The dragon doesn't react much, but from the swaying of her tail, the idea seems appealing to her. You chuckle. 

Vibrant red flickers across your face as dusk approaches. Your fish finishes cooking, the skin crispy and the flesh delicate. Your dinner becomes just that, paired with some bread and a few berries that you picked. Unsurprisingly, Arlecchino finishes four fish before you've reached fullness. 

“Stop looking at me like that,” you warn as the expecting, deadpan look comes across the dragon's feature. “You can't finish my berries. And I'll give you the rest of my fish soon enough.” 

Arlecchino snarls and thumps her feet against the earth. The ground shakes and you couldn't be bothered. Typical tantrum.

You rip out a chunk of the cooked fish and offer it to her, outstretching your hand towards her mouth. As she unlatches her jaw, you cruelly pull away, popping the piece into your mouth with a wicked smile. Before you can start cackling, she lunges and wrenches your fish from your hand, stick and all. You gape at her as she chews and swallows, spitting out the stick that you used to hold the meat. 

“You–!”

Safe to say that humans can't wrestle dragons. You're knocked on your ass before you even knew you were. To rub it in, Arlecchino lets out a satisfied huff of smoke from her nostrils as you lay defeated underneath her tail. 

Stupid, stupid dragon. 

More A/N: Is it bad 😓? Yes. Cut me some slack, it's my first request in a while. 😭Anyways, I missed you guys. I'm on thanksgiving break, so I'm hoping to be able to get all the things I've wanted to write here, including some requests. I'll be working on requests all week (hopefully). I'll also be working on a lot of other ideas and I'm constantly thinking of new ones and it's so hard to focus on one. my main priority is my halloween event fic (alien! arlecchino) and because it's me, it's a beefy fic. again, I'll try to post more content, but most of them are gonna be tidbits/blurbs than full length fics. Requests will be paused until I finish about most of my requests (hopefully I finish all by/during winter break).

[hanafubukki]

Baul coming to NRC in hawaiian shirt because Lilia told him it was "How humans dress to show they are coming in peace" is now the best picture I have in mind.

Both grandpa and grandson are similar. The way they drink Lilia's teasing like water is also alike.

- 🦋 Anon

Hello 🦋 Anonie 🌺

I think Baul getting tricked by Lilia would be harder after all the centuries that he’s known him 😂

Doesn’t mean it doesn’t work though, it just takes Lilia more effort with Baul than Sebek.

I can see Lilia telling Baul it’s common to wear Hawaiian shirts on Sage Island, even better, if he told him that he would be matching Sebek.

Next thing you know, Baul is arriving wearing a Hawaiian shirt, shorts, and sandals.

Sebek is surprised and Lilia is laughing before you see Sebek scramble to get his own to match his grandfather.

In fact, Lilia and Malleus has matching Hawaiian shirts that Malleus brought back from Jamil’s hometown. Why don’t they all wear them and match? They can get one for Silver and Sebek at Sam’s shop.

(wouldn’t it be funny if Crowley shows up with that Hawaiian shirt at the same time 😆😂)

[ryuttaeng]

First of all welcome back,

Can you a friends to lovers with g!p ryujin, both are in the same pack kinda like Teen Wolf.

-🦋 anon

gp!ryujin x fem!reader

a/n: dare i say that i’ve never watched it 🫢

warnings: g!p, slight enemies to friends to lovers, lowkey made it switch!ryujin, unprotected sex

you turn around, hearing someone’s presence in the room. "oh, it’s you… you can at least announce yourself before entering, you know?" you say, as you look at ryujin’s smiley face. "what are you smiling at, ryuddaeng?" you ask, seeing older girl that shrugged. "nothing… do i need a reason to smile?"

you sigh, as you sat down bedside ryujin on the couch, examining her face. it’s actually hard to tell for you why you started liking her overnight and when that hate between you both ended. ryu looks like an epitome of your type but you don’t like her that way, do you? you’d rather have her as your…

"earth to y/n! are we here?" ryujin waves her hand in front of your face, trying to draw your attention to her. "sorry, just wondered about… stuff." you reply, turning away from her. "oh really? mind sharing your thoughts with me?" does she really need to be this… appealing? you pinched the bridge of your nose, sighing once again. "wanna make you sigh in a different way." you hear ryujin say, instantly turning your head to her direction. did you hear that right?

there was something about you that made ryujin irritated or was it just a reaction to your attitude towards her. you two weren’t on a good terms with each other but ryujin wouldn’t deny that you are exactly what she wanted in a girl. she secretly cheered when you started talking with her more and eventually became friends. of course, there still were some things that she hid from you, but maybe it’s you who’s a little ignorant about ryujin’s intentions or whatever.

ryujin’s hand playfully took your strand of hair, "do you really don’t get my intentions?" she asks, making you more confused than ever. now it’s ryujin’s turn to sigh, yet she’s patient, "i like you. not as a friend or coworker you know… we both work together but it would be hard to me to stay as friends." her hand was on your cheek, as she shyly turned her head away. is it real? or she just messing with you? you just open and close your mouth, unable to form any coherent sentences, as you feel ryujin grabbing your head and laying it on her chest. "ya hear that? that’s how fast you make my heart beat." ryujin’s voice softened as you look at her. "are you kidding me? i thought i was weird for feeling something… towards you." you almost whisper, now looking at ryujin differently. ryujin takes a deep breath before saying, "no, im not kidding you i just-"

the rest of the sentence ryujin hummed into the kiss, her hand grabbing your hair, moving you closer to her, if it’s even possible. older girl carefully lays down, you break the kiss to go down to her neck, holding back to leave any marks. ryujin’s breathing becomes more intense, she’s almost whimpering, "hold on… y/n, i-" ryujin tries to push you away but you resist. she sits down, holding onto her pants, hesitating to speak. she just takes your hand, moving it lower, until you sense her hard-on. older girl awaits for your negative reaction and she sighs in relief when you smile at her, "i’m totally okay with it, don’t worry about it. you’re as gorgeous as you always were." you sink yourself down, slowly rubbing the clothed cock.

ryujin whimpers, mumbling your name under her breath, as you unzip her pants, pulling them down along with boxers. you kiss ryujin again, pulling down your pants, slowly aligning her cock with your entrance as you adjust to her length. "oh my… god…" you moan out, ryujin’s hands placed on your waist, she slowly starts moving her hips, nearly ready to finish already. "ryujin… can you go faster, please?" you whisper, closing your eyes. it’s all too much for your liking.

who ryujin is to deny your plea? she starts pounding into you, making you moan even louder that she has to muffle you by kissing. your breathing becomes more intense, you getting closer to your release with each ryujin’s thrust. "oh- f-fuck, i’m gonna cum now!" ryujin moans out, her cock sips out of you before she shoots her load on her tummy, you both came at the same time.

you lay down, heavy breathing when ryujin’s hand caresses your hair. she placed a kiss on your forehead, holding you. "i love you."

"i love you too."

[dandysworldhcs]

Heh.....couple of hcs to share with y'all

Vee wears a suit. And she usually adjusts her tie like. A lot. She's a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to her outfit. She actually tailored her own suit. Idk how.

You CANNOT change my mind that Glisten's voice is just like Silverspoon's. I can see Glisten going to the elevator after everyone finished and going like "tataaaa" to the twisteds.

Also Toodles has a lisp. Nobody comments on it a lot though because it's not an issue to them. So yeah!!!!!

-- 🦋🔪

the handlers didnt give vee a suit, so she just said fuck it and made one herself. diva shit.

[leejenowrld]

If y/n took an everything shower, what would her steps be? What products would she use?

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before the shower — the build-up y/n doesn’t plan her everything showers. they happen when she’s tired of herself—when her skin feels dull, when her scalp itches, when she’s been overwhelmed and overstimulated for days. it starts quiet: she lights a candle (always le labo santal 26 or diptyque baies), then stands in her towel for ten minutes scrolling on her phone before she finally peels her clothes off. the bathroom mirror’s fogged before she even steps in. her playlist is soft, clean r&b or french bedroom pop. always flo, brent faiyaz, sabrina claudio, or that one the xx song she never skips.

jeno — always half-invited, never fully resisted during college, jeno made it a habit to “accidentally” need to pee or grab something just as her shower started. it became a joke. “i’m just saving water,” he’d say, already stripping. she gave him rules: no turning her on when she’s exfoliating, no bending her over until she’s rinsed her conditioner. he agreed… and followed them half the time. the other half?

he’d step in behind her while she was bent forward rinsing, cock already hard, soap-slicked hands sliding up her waist as he pressed against her back and whispered, “you smell too good to behave.” she’d sigh. pretend to resist. but he’d slide his cock between her thighs, rutting slow, teasing her pussy while hot water pounded down. and once she whimpered, hips pressing back? it was over.

shower sex — wet, breathless, unrelenting he’d fuck her with her hands braced on the fogged-up tile, hair dripping, water streaming down her back. sometimes he’d keep one hand between her thighs, rubbing slow circles over her clit while he fucked her from behind, thrusts shallow and thick and wet, the sound obscene. other times, she’d straddle him as he sat on the built-in ledge, her thighs burning from the angle but her cunt already clenching around his cock as she rode him slow, heads tilted together, mouths open and wet, their moans lost in the steam.

her pussy would be so slick from the water and his fingers and her own slick that the stretch felt unreal, cock sliding in deep until she was grinding, chasing it, fucking herself down on him while he bit her shoulder to keep from cumming too fast. sometimes he’d push a thumb against her ass and whisper, “you want it there next?” and she’d nod, already wrecked. they’d leave trails of conditioner and cum and sweat on the tile—but they’d clean it together. he’d grab a towel, wipe her thighs, kiss her hips, rinse her legs for her while she caught her breath.

step-by-step everything shower — the real part

scalp care — before getting in, she uses briogeo scalp revival charcoal scrub, massaging it in with a silicone scalp brush. if jeno’s there, he does it for her, strong fingers working slow circles, both of them quiet and soft, her head tilted into him.

shampoo — olaplex no.4 or amika normcore. she shampoos twice. jeno loves rinsing it for her, letting her lean back into him while his fingers drag through her hair.

deep conditioner — olaplex no.5 or kérastase nutritive masquintense. she clips it up with a claw clip and lets it sit. this is when jeno usually gets handsy—when her body’s warm, dripping, focused on nothing.

body scrub — ouai st. barts sugar scrub or frank body original coffee scrub. she exfoliates legs, arms, back—jeno usually takes over, especially her back and thighs. he does it slow. precise. sometimes he moans when he touches her hips.

shaving — billie razor with flamingo foaming gel. she rests her foot on the wall or shelf and always nicks her ankle unless jeno steadies her. once he even knelt and did her left leg for her while she laughed through the steam.

face wash — youth to the people superfood cleanser, massaged in gently. she rinses with cold water. she always gets annoyed when water runs down her elbows. jeno kisses them to make up for it.

final rinse — she lets conditioner out, runs water over every inch, sometimes sitting on the floor for a second just breathing. this is when jeno cradles her, just holds her, the quiet moment before the fog lifts.

post-shower — silk and surrender he grabs the towel for her. always. wraps her in it before she steps out. she sits on the edge of the bed while he towel-dries her hair, presses kisses to her shoulders, dabs her collarbone like she’s breakable. then she lies back and lets him do her lotion.

body lotion — nécessaire or fenty skin butta drop. he smooths it up her thighs, her ass, over her tits, taking his time. sometimes too much. sometimes she moans when he grazes her nipple and he smirks, says, “you said no more.”

body oil — nuxe huile prodigieuse. she presses it into her collarbones, inner wrists, behind her knees.

hair care — olaplex no.7 bonding oil through damp ends. gisou honey-infused leave-in. jeno combs it through with his fingers.

face — laneige cream skin toner, summer fridays jet lag mask, and glow recipe plum plump cream. sometimes she does gua sha. sometimes she forgets and he just watches her glow.

softness after filth jeno always cleans the shower when they’ve made a mess of it. she usually lies there in a towel, thighs still sticky, while he runs water, rinses away suds and sweat and sex. then he climbs into bed, wraps his arms around her and whispers, “you smell too good to sleep now.” she smiles, eyes half-closed, whispering back, “so don’t make me.”

they fall asleep like that—clean, spent, and wrecked in the most loving way possible.

[sinful-lanterns]

Oh my days.. I just realized in Ravens new skin she uses a whip. My gears are getting activated from the thought of that.

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CW: Spanking, coworker relationship

Teacher! Raven with that whip…. 👀

It’s not for the students because Raven would never discipline her students that way. However, she does keep it in her desk for the cute art teacher that she secretly meets up with on her lunch break (yes I’m making you an art teacher).

Co-Teacher! Raven bending you over her desk and pulling down your tight pencil skirt to reveal your round bum. What a pretty sight, too bad Raven is going to hit it raw and hard, smacking your ass with each lash of her whip and watching the fat tears roll down your face. Not too loud now, you don’t want the other teachers to know what you’ve been doing in Raven’s office when you should be grading projects.

Nevertheless, Raven is giving you an A+ for how good you were for her when she gave you 20 lashes of the whip on your ass, and another 5 lashes on your clit just because she couldn’t resist seeing a drop of wetness slide down your pantyhose. And yes, Raven does that teacher thing where she licks her thumb to turn the page, but instead of turning the page for a book, she uses her wet thumb to wipe away the slickness dripping down your folds 🥵

[nymphea0]

Do you have any fun fact about Alex in the Story "Until death my Love"?

Funfact : Alex Editions.

From story : Until Death My Love.

Hello this is Neva🦋, hope you have a nice and happy day, it's been a long time since I updated any story whether it's manhwa or Oc. sorry about that, I'm currently very focused on making a "supernatural" character series project investigating and deepening it so that the character I make doesn't seem stiff and my dears enjoy reading it. for that maybe I will post the concept this Saturday.

so just wait my love, as a sweetener for the opening of the monster x reader project series, this is a funfact about alex, req from one of my anonymous darlings🦋, hope you like it my dear anon, this is my first time making a funfact hehe hopefully according to expectations. Lots of love - Neva🦋🦋

might have some bad grammars, correct me if there are any mistakes in the words in the story I wrote. Anyways i hope you all enjoys my story,love.- Neva🦋

Word count : 621 word

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Funfact about Alexandrovice Reigent Arceint-

- 1. Alex is 1 year younger than his wife. Alex has two older brother, and he as the youngest among them.

- 2. Alex doesn't like spicy and salty food, but because his wife likes it, he tries to like it.

- 3. During school, even though Alex and you were in the same school, you were in different classes, making Alex dislike him, until he used his power to be in the same class as you.

- 4. Alex is a skilled hunter, in one of the hunting competitions together with the prospective heirs of the mafia family children in Alex's youth. Alex was ranked first as an ecosystem disaster. Because the hunting that Alex did almost wiped out the species of protected animals or primates.

- 5. All the wedding planning from the dress, concept and etc. between you and Alex, all of that was prepared by Alex, because for Alex pleasing his wife is a gift for him.

- 6. Alex has a Twisted character, if he doesn't like someone who can make his wife smile or even attract your attention, then Alex will destroy that person, eliminate them to the core of the earth. In one chapter ( Chapter 4 ) where your apartment in New York, Brooklyn, the bombing, only killed 1 victim, namely the man guarding the reception desk who played his cellphone, the same man who made you smile friendly greeting on the way to the elevator.

- 7. One of the reasons why Alex can fall in love with you is simple, Alex is like someone who has lost the ability to see the world in various colors, but when he met you accidentally in the school hallway on the first day Alex entered a public school for ordinary people, that's where Alex felt his world was colored, and not just gray. This is an early sign that Alex is interested in you and falls even more when he knows how you act and also your unique nature for Alex.

- 8. The basement in Alex's office, to be honest Alex made the room with the white door just to put all the things he monitors from you, from your activities to your activities at home, all the photos hanging on the rope, polaroids that only capture once-in-a-lifetime moments, to the photos that are washed, all of that Alex collected from the beginning he was interested in you, until even when you and he got married, but unfortunately, the room turned into a torture room for 2 poor people who accidentally made you pay attention to them, the gardener and also the personal driver that Alex chose very carefully, but because of Alex's Twisted character when you give attention 'as a form of formal friendliness' Alex considers their 2 entities to be able to disrupt the balance of the relationship between you and him.

- 9. Alex is a skilled drinker, one of Alex's favorite drinks is liquor and not wine. And Alex is good at playing cards, chess, billiards and gambling. Alex never loses when it comes to gambling and betting.

- 10. This is not a fact about Alex but the tenth point is a fact about the character 'You' throughout the story, especially the character 'You' I made quite complex, and I hope one of the many readers and my darlings to realize that, the character 'You' also has a mental problem, namely, although not similar but the character 'You' has symptoms of mental illness 'Stockholm Syndrome' by being in the 3rd stage of victimization, namely "Depending on someone who abuses the victim mentally or physically". Although Alex does not canonically torture the character 'You' physically, Alex consciously hurts your mentality with the aim of making you dependent on him. Although the character 'You' is not aware of it.

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Source Image : Pinterest (i lost the link and cant find it TvT, but if any of my dears find on pinterest or the OG artist please tell me, so i can put as a credit).

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Please dont steal my work, or use without my permissions, Always be good people Dear. Much love, Neva🦋🦋.

©️Nymphea0 2024 , OG story, OC series.

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Also a smutty question

What would be each BTY character’s fave position?

I love y/n and Jeno love riding (same lol). What else?

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oooh i was in my zone writing this, y/n’s is below everyone else’s cos i got carried away with hers lol

jeno — prone bone / sitting face-to-face he needs control but he’s obsessed with closeness jeno’s favorite is prone bone—your chest down, ass up, his body covering yours as he fucks you into the mattress. he likes the weight of his body on top of yours, the power, the possession. he can feel everything—your moans muffled, your back arching, the way you take him deep. it’s about dominance, but also about grounding himself inside you. second fave? sitting face-to-face, your legs wrapped around his waist while he holds you still and watches every reaction up close. intimacy and control—that’s what wrecks him.

mark — missionary with wrists pinned / lap sex the sweet boy who fucks like he’s been thinking about it for years he lives for missionary, but not the slow kind—mark likes to pin your wrists, bury his face in your neck, and fuck you hard while murmuring filth in your ear. he loves the eye contact, the closeness, the push-pull of tenderness and tension. he’ll whisper sweet things while fucking you so deep you can’t think. also loves lap sex on a chair, your hands in his hair, him watching you ride like you’re all he’ll ever want.

yangyang — 69 / from-the-side the tease, the giver, the one who wants to taste everything he lives for 69, obsessed with the symmetry of giving and receiving. he’ll eat you out like it’s his job while moaning into your pussy every time you take him deeper. loves from-the-side sex too, when things get lazy and intimate—his hand on your tit, kisses on your neck, cock deep while he makes you laugh between moans.

jaemin — face-down ass-up / anal variations he’s the quiet freak, the intensity simmering under softness jaemin is a face-down ass-up kind of guy. he wants to ruin you from behind but keep one hand on your waist the whole time, the other gripping your hair or throat. anal? absolutely—he’s calculated, focused, and loves control disguised as care. he’ll prep you with his tongue, stretch you open slowly, and then fuck you with eyes half-lidded, watching every twitch.

karina — cowgirl / mirror sex she loves being worshipped and staying in control karina wants to ride you, slow and deep, hair falling over her shoulders while she watches herself in the mirror. she controls the pace, the rhythm, the eye contact—loves seeing the way your mouth parts when she rolls her hips just right. she’s sensual, dominant, and has zero patience for laziness. she wants your hands all over her, but you're not in charge.

nahyun — reverse cowgirl / mirror-edge teasing she wants to be the fantasy, and then break you with it she thrives in reverse cowgirl—her back arched, ass bouncing, hair down, knowing you’re watching everything while she rides like a fucking dream. she’s theatrical, cocky, and knows how to edge herself and you for hours. also gets off on teasing in front of mirrors, fingering herself while you’re tied up, refusing to let you touch.

donghyuck — doggystyle / standing sex he’s vocal, relentless, and never stops moving doggystyle, hands down. hyuck likes the view, the control, the grip on your hips while he talks you through every thrust. he’s loud, filthy, and grinning the whole time. also into standing sex—picking you up, slamming you into walls, lifting one leg while fucking you against a window with the whole city watching.

chenle — missionary / slow side spooning softer than he lets on, but still filthy when it counts he puts on a cocky front but prefers positions where he can be close—missionary with hands under your thighs, lifting you just enough to go deeper, or soft spooning sex where he can bury his face in your neck and fuck you slow while you fall apart. he’s a giver who pretends not to care but secretly memorizes every sound you make.

shotaro — oral-focused / lap grinding the most underestimated—submissive, giving, tender he’s all about giving head, for hours. he wants you sitting on his face, thighs over his ears, dripping onto his tongue while he keeps you there until you cum again and again. also loves when you grind on his lap in nothing but a shirt—his hands gripping your waist, hips twitching up, eyes pleading for more.

areum — power top / standing shower sex likes to dominate, seduce, and walk away after areum loves standing sex in the shower—pinned against cold tile, hot water streaming down while she fucks into you with fingers or a toy, dragging orgasm after orgasm out of you before she turns off the water and leaves you breathless. she likes control, precision, and fucking you until you beg.

taeyong — control kink / everything forbidden (sorry for this image but i had to write this LOL it will possibly become important in the fic) power, fear, and control are his triggers he doesn’t have a favorite position—he has a favorite reaction. he’ll make you kneel, bend over desks, lie on your back while he whispers exactly how he’s going to ruin you. his kink is control, surveillance, ownership. sex for him is strategy, manipulation, domination—and he never forgets a weakness.

y/n — face-down ass-up / on top grinding slow / handcuffed against a surface she needs control until she doesn’t—until it’s taken from her in exactly the right way.

1. face-down ass-up (prone bone, but raw): this is her go-to when she needs to shut her brain off, when the only way to quiet the noise is to be fucked into the mattress so deep she can’t overthink it. she likes feeling jeno’s weight on her back, the heat of his chest pressed down while he groans into her neck, one arm pinning her down as the other wraps around her throat or sneaks between her thighs. she craves the loss of control—but only from someone who knows how to earn it. when she’s facedown like that, she can cry into the sheets, bite her lip, completely unravel without having to be seen. it’s private, it’s quiet, it’s surrender. and that makes it feel safe.

2. on top, slow grind, one hand on his throat: when she’s in control, it’s calculated. she rides slow—hips moving in deep, languid circles, not to rush to the end but to watch him fall apart under her. she leans down to kiss him soft and deep, fingers wrapped around his throat, just enough to keep him grounded. her pace is cruel, intimate, measured. she wants him to feel every second of it, every squeeze, every twitch, every moan. she gets off on the way jeno stares up at her, ruined, completely hers. it’s about power—but it’s also about closeness, vulnerability on her terms.

3. handcuffed or pinned to a desk/wall/door: there’s a very specific thrill in being restrained—not helpless, but chosen helpless. she needs to choose to give up that control, and once she does, the submission is total. jeno pinning her to a desk, one arm across her back, the other between her thighs? that's her undoing. she wants her wrists held, hips pressed hard against a cold surface, cheek flush against it while he fucks her breathless. it makes her feel small in the best way. seen. used. loved through force. it’s degradation and worship twisted into one, and she aches for it more than she admits.

bonus: in his lap, back to his chest, fucked slowly while she whines for more. this is the version of her that’s softer—when she lets herself melt. jeno's arms around her waist, cock buried deep, one hand teasing her clit while he whispers filth into her ear, telling her how good she take him, how perfect her pussy feels. her head falls back on his shoulder, her body helpless between his hands, and she lets herself feel everything. no masks. no tricks. just raw pleasure and intimacy.