#HaH pt 2

[nyaskitten]

i actually like cinder more than you btw (i have not in fact watched dr pt 2)

PSYONIC WARRIORS, ATTAAAAAACK! SPARE NO ONE!!!!!!!!

[averagemrfox]

Me the second I heard those hah hee hah hee hah hees

[moechies]

toji ♡ crybaby pt. 2 cw ddlg themes

“m-m a big girl.”

you sniffle away sobs, forearm sliding across your glassy eyes, wiping your tears.

“yeah y’are. doin’ so good for daddy, hm?”

“yes..!”

“mm, daddy’s so proud of you.”

and he swears he feels your cunt clench around him. your pussy squelches with each thrust, every thrust puffing out pearlescent juices of your cum. you’re far past your limit, but your drive to please the man makes the pain inevitable.

“n’more cryin’ baby. big girls take it without cryin,’ right?”

“i-i can’t, f-feels too good t-toji, i— can’t, daddy—“

“shh, daddy’s got ya.” he giggles. you’re so amusing, he thinks. how a fragile little doll such as you, was one to become so infatuated with a man like him.

he’s brutal, and violent, but not with you; no, not with you.

how you manage to get so overwhelmed over some dick.. god it makes him dizzy. he understands to an extent how good it may feel, but you’re just.. different. and it drives him crazy.

“daddy— i love you. love you, please—“

and no. neither of you know what you’re begging for so desperately. but your sweetness, your vulnerability, it makes him want to protect you, to hold you, to love you with everything he has.

“g’nna cum daddy..! pleasepleaseplease let me— please.!”

“hah.. such a good fuckin’ girl. go’head baby, good girls always get to cum.”

[lactoseintolerentswag]

Rise Characterizations Pt. 2!!

In the first part I went over my character writing notes for Raph, so we're doing Leo next!!!

Leo Character Notes

Language Habits:

First the obvious, makes a lot of puns and one-liners. Think corny super hero movies

Does poke at New Jersey often in said one-liners

Mumbles/talks to himself out loud often

Starts a Lot of his sentences with, "Okay--"

Often will add on, "haha, you're hilarious", when he's trying to tease or antagonize someone

Similarly to Raph he will also verbalize his attacks/actions, "kick and punch"/"punch and kick", "land safely"/"and he sticks the landing"

Also will verbalize when he's trying to make a portal, "come on portal", "it's portal time", "portal power jitsu"

We all know "hachi machi"

Tendency to also make noises when fighting, "yah"/"wah!"/"hah!"

That little ohohoho laugh can signify as his battle cry/excitement, or his nervousness depending on context

Same case as the above with "hoh boy"

Will stutter on words to emphasize them, "l-l-l-l-lame!"

The first to jump onto an "I told you so" or "I was right"

Mixes Spanish into his sentences, most notably "bueno", "vamanos", "hermano(s)"

Messes up science terminology, "reprogramulating"

Says "indubitably" when he's up to something (which Raph recognizes)

Out of all the brothers, he does poke fun the most

Refers to himself as "Leon"

Refers to others (mostly strangers/acquaintances) as "bub"/"bud", or "chief"

Personality:

Dramatic, Leo will always play things up 110%. Sometimes this is to cover up his insecurities, to cheer up his brothers, or to annoy said brothers. Also plays into his extreme responses to stressful situations

The fun brother, aka mikey's advocate. He takes his role seriously as the face man, who keeps things fun and cool for his brothers. It's an easy role, and he gets to make his family laugh or roll their eyes. He's. Sillay

Perceptive, this is why he knows exactly what buttons to push, but he's not a great communicator when it comes to the bigger picture. This also plays into his manipulativeness that he uses to put chaos into his family (i.e. lair games), puppet villains (i.e. Big Mama) into his motives, and change the battlefield

A closet nerd, implied to remember more jupiter jim lore than the rest of his brothers and has a ready to go impression of the reptiles of planet reptilica

Competitive to a fault, he tends to get lost in the competition when it comes to his brothers. Part of his dramatism is showing off, and he's weak to being called or associated with the term "champion". Competition is a way he gauges his self worth

Has a strong desire for the inherent admiration and trust of his peers, more than outright praise (both are wanted) unlike Donnie. This damages his communication skills because he just expects his brothers to trust him while he puts on a persona of nonchalance as protection from failure

Defensive, of himself through being snippy or sarcastic, but also defensive of his brothers' own well-being. He may be the one to poke the most fun, but he's also the one to jump to his siblings' defense out of any of the brothers. Sort of an "only I can do so and so to blank" mindset

Martyr complex, prioritizes the safety of his family over his own safety

Gets attached to people he considers family Quickly, those he doesn't consider a part of his family he has little sympathy for but once that connection is there he's already ready to use his body as a shield

Freeze response, tends to freeze up in response to danger or stress. Often shown to curl into a ball or stand silently (as opposed to his constant chatter)

Miscellaneous:

The third to unlock his mystic powers

Nicknames: "baby blue" by splinter, "nardo" by donnie

Sweats an ungodly amount

Uses spit to annoy his brothers/enemies (licking an item to claim it as his, wet willies)

Can beat box

Always chooses left in mazes or when lost

Next up will be Donnie :>

[cottonconnielvr]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Trust me , plug!eren pt.2

warnings ✩ — breeding kink, dub-con, overstimulation, cock-warming, squirting

You’re not sure if your body is numb or eren has stopped touching you. But knowing Eren he couldn’t stop touching you if he wanted to. The pill wasn’t hard to take, it easily dissolved and affected you fast.

“Hah-oh my….g-god” Eren’s voice echos as he fucks into you from behind. He’s overstimulated you both to complete mush.

“Erennnn” You whine. You can feel him inside of you. He’s so deep you’re sure he’s touching your lungs.

The drug makes your body feel hotter than it already is, Eren’s body practically smothering you into the bed. You can feel the droplets of sweat that form between you two.

Your cum is spread all between your inner thighs. The bedsheets under you are wet. Everything is starting overstimulate you and you can feel everything, you just can’t move.

“Gonna get you nice and full baby” Eren whispers to you before flipping you onto your side. Your body tingles as if it fell asleep. He lifts you leg over his shoulder, using it to hold himself up as he thrusts into you.

If he has you seeing stars already, this new position has you seeing the future. It felt so good , you could no longer comprehend. The drug extending your sensitivity.

Eren smiled down at you ask you let out mewls, whines, moans. He wouldn’t let up for anything. It’s been hours and you think the night sky is starting to glow a light blue.

“Good girlll” Eren drags out, leaning down to give you sloppy kisses all over your face. “Want all my cum, hmm?” He bites your cheek, causing you to whine.

He knows you can’t respond to him. He looks down at where you guys connect and fuck was it a sight to see. His cock was covered in your creamy wetness, your cunt covered with both of you guys mixed cum.

Eren slows down his pace, giving you slow deep strokes. He focused on the scene, absolutely entranced. He’s blocked out your whines and moved his thumb to your clit.

Your legs shake abruptly before a stream of clear liquid flows out of you, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Eren hisses, feeling you clench so so so hard around his length. He has to pull out but he just can’t. “F-fuck baby…gotta let me go before I–“ His protest is cut off as he releases into you with a deep groan.

You two stay in that position for a second or two, chests heaving. Your face was a ruined mess of tears and drool. You finally relax around Eren, allowing him to pull out.Eren watches in awe as the white creamy mess just flows out of you. He takes his thumb into his mouth, sucking your sweet lubricant off of it.

[masuchu]

“𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄” [GENSHIN MEN]

what puppy traits do your genshin boyfriends have? ‧₊˚

genre. fluff!! so fluffy it hurts

characters. kaeya, zhongli, wriothesley

love, masu. guys this was originally meant to have so many more characters TwT then i just made it all of my bf’s ugh can you blame me 😞 lmk if you want a pt. 2 !!

(凯亚) 𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀 ‧₊˚

We all know Kaeya has the attention span of a overexcited pup, so it’s not at all surprising that he ditches his paperwork and comes to bother you with licks, bites and love!

When you’re occupied, he pokes you for attention. When you’re mad, he nibbles on your neck to tame you. And when you’re being cute, he pounces on you and teases you about your adorable expressions.

Follows you around, but not like a lost puppy. No, more like a puppy on a mission. He has to be wherever you are, because how else is he going to entertain himself and bother you? Alone? Impossible!

He knows you love it, too. He’ll flirt with you and test your patience, saying in his delectable voice, “Oh, you hate me? Your heartbeat says otherwise~”

Lovestruck when you decide to return his irritating antics! Bite him back, fight fire with fire? Oh, his eyes burst out of their sockets! But beware, once he’s over his devoted haze, he doubles his teases. Triples, in some cases. What? You wouldn’t have fought back if you didn’t want to start a war!!

All in all, he really is a loveable little puppy. A hopelessly jarring one? Yes, but a loveable one all the same.

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐀 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐘:

“Hah! A puppy? Cute. However, I recall you mentioning last week just how much you love and adore puppies, am I wrong? Does that mean, perhaps, it is the same case for I? Ah, love, I’m truly flattered~”

(钟离) 𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈 ‧₊˚

A devoted puppy. Not so much a golden retriever, but more like a guide dog. Wants to assist you in all ways he can, admire you silently, and remain with you always.

He stays firmly, yet loosely at your side almost all the time. A hand gripped on your waist, the remnants of bites littered along your neck, his chin on your shoulder while you work.

How can he help it? He knows exactly what you need (at least he thinks he does), he must tend to you at all hours of the day. There have been countless occasions of him cancelling your appointments without permission, all for time with you.

It’s hard to resist him when his reasonings are so romantic! Sometimes you question wether he has some form of separation anxiety, but you have come to realise it is more of a separation dislike.

He aids you on what to buy at the market at Liyue Harbour, will not be offended when you choose something else. He will praise your taste in tea, and keep a loyal hand on your waist the entire walk home. 

He will tell you about the history of Liyue, how the age-old flowers resemble you. You smile. It sets him at ease. A tender pup, lives to make you happy.

A surprisingly clingy pup, too. Sometimes you wake up with arm weaved around your body like the finest linen, some days, his entire top half is pressed right onto your chest! His excuse is that he must have gotten cold in the night, but you know he adores holding you.

He is an irresistible puppy, it is hard to stay mad at him. His handsome face, his perfectly chosen words… ugh!

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐀 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐘:

“Oh? I have never been compared to such an animal. I am… intrigued. Please, tell me what about me resembles the creature.”

(莱欧斯利) 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘 ‧₊˚

Wriothesley swears that he is not a jealous, nor a particularly nervous or anxious lover. If so, why does he seem to inch closer to you and let out what seems to be a growl whenever a potential threat comes close you to you?

(What he deems to be a potential threat, anyways.)

He is such a cute, little guard dog! Hellbent on protecting you when it matters, and equally as persistent on keeping you all to himself when it is probably not that necessary!

He nibbles your skin on occasion, too. Gentle nips, flirtatious and teasing, and painstakingly canine! He does not shy away from admitting that he wants to mark you, either! Tells you plainly, and grins at your blush.

Having to spend almost all of his time at the Fortress of Meropide, it is often that a messenger is sent up above land to collect you under the pretences of ‘The Duke has a very important matter he would like to discuss with you.’ Yeah right.

You are met with the same cheeky grin when you waltz into his office; full of need, puppy-like excitement that he somehow manages to keep down, but slightly begging and desperate.

Like Zhongli, he is a tending puppy. He likes to watch your every, minuscule reaction to certain teas, his kisses, jokes he makes, etc. He makes countless mental notes, and always knows how to be a dutiful pup!

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐀 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐘:

“A puppy, huh? I’ve been called many things, but that is certainly new for me. Though, I don’t hate the idea of being your guard dog, it gives me an excuse to have you with me at all times…”

2024 © masuchu , do not repost, reword, plagiarise, take inspiration, translate or share my work anywhere!

[hana-no-seiiki]

I WORSHIP THEE (pt 2)

yan! god (yun/me) x afab! reader smut.

warnings: sacrilegious elements. porn with little/no plot. piv sex. again im not a smut writer-

continuation of this sacrilegious one i made before - amab versions of these will come soon.

requested by @moonlight1717 !

MINORS DNI - By pressing the Keep Reading button you are confirming that you’re 18 and above + consent to seeing dark / sexual content.

As the Earth revolves around the Sun so does your world to your God. He who has always been there. Since the dawn of your creation up until the dusk of your demise, you knew he would be there to watch over you.

You, however, did not predict that you’d be given a place close to him so soon.

God halted in his movements. His lashes flickered, pulling your attention away from his pulsing cock to his eyes. Adorable was he, innocent in visage in spite of the actions he was about to carry out.

His divine face neared yours, and the next few moments could only be described as bliss in its purest form. His lips took yours again, claiming it. Contrary to the way he kissed you before this one felt even more possessive, aggressive in nature. His proclamation, though silent, was the loudest thing you’ve ever witnessed.

You are mine.

As it was meant to be from the beginning. You belonged to him since your conception, you are his til now and shall be his forever more.

Before you even realized it he had already entered you while his lips were locked with yours. The aftershock of pleasure hitting you in waves.

God starts off slow, savoring the taste of your cunt. Your mind was in a haze. Was this actually happening? You simply couldn’t believe it. Dazed and confused, all you could do was hold unto him for dear life.

He stops kissing you, and you whine at the loss of his lips. He giggled softly at your response, “Relax, Darling.”

Once he saw you follow his command, he started fucking himself into you. Kneading your breasts with one hand while holding your waists with the other. Mouth attached to your neck and then your collarbone.

His thrusts are brutal despite his loving ministrations, seemingly beginning to care little about your own pleasure in comparison to his. His right hand left your breast to grab ahold of your legs, putting them over his shoulders. Now at a better angle, he shoved dick back into you; harsher, hungrier and infinitely more indulgent than his first entry.

“ You truly are — ngh — my greatest creation.”

Tears escape your eyes. Every sensation was overwhelming you and God has long since abandoned playing nice. His words of praise only do so much to ease the overpowering pleasure and pain you were enduring.

Hah, so even the creator himself was nothing in the face of lust. What could he do but turn into the worst forms of man when met with pussy as tight and cute as yours?

He doesn’t even notice you cum and spasm around his cock before he flips you over. Tugging your hair back so he’d be able to see your face as he rocked into you.

“ Remember the feeling of your God inside you, Darling. For you shall feel it for the rest of eternity. “ He pecked your cheek, thrusting so hard you think he’s trying to mold your insides into the shape of him.

His cock twitched and pulsated inside you. Soon your walls were covered by his release, jumpstarting another one of your own.

He slowed down to whisper into your ears, “You’ll bear the children of God. Won’t you?”

And he let go of your hair, causing you to crash down unto the soft mattress underneath you. His pace quickened yet again, no doubt planning to fuck you until his seed took root in your womb.

[heavenlyvision]

I wrote a short little scene of Liu Kang x Reader, I wanted to include a scene like this in ‘Bare’ pt 2 but it doesn’t fit the direction I am taking it anymore. So, have a little treat <33

I don’t know if the fic will be done before Christmas anymore, things have been very busy for the past few days but I will do my best to get it out as soon as I can 💌💌 enjoy !!!!

Smut below the cut :)

As you stand in front of Liu Kang, you can’t help but feel silly, “This feels dumb.”

“It is not, I just want you to be able to defend yourself,” he placates, this is something he seems to need from you.

You sigh but give in, “Fine, what do you need me to do?”

He hums and considers you for a moment before walking over to you, he rounds you and stands behind you. His chest close to your back, you can feel the heat radiating off of him.

You aren’t sure what he’s doing but he’s making your skin heat up. One of his hands grabs your upper arm, “Fight me off.” He requests.

His other hand reaches around and rests on your stomach. His face leans down to your ear, “Come on, fight me off.”

You know what he’s asking of you but you really don’t want to. His skin is warm and he’s making your own buzz. He catches on pretty quick that you’re enjoying this more than you should.

The hand on your stomach travels further down your torso, slipping under the waistband of your pants. He cups your pussy through your underwear, two of his fingers rubbing over your clit. The stimulation has your knees weak, threatening to give out on you.

His other hand moves from your upper arm and over, he grabs at your tit, fondling you over your shirt. Pinching at your nipple. Your head leans back to his chest, whiney gasps slipping from you lightly.

His fingers slip into your panties, touching your bare skin. His fingers are warm and slip against your wet pussy. A low grumble vibrates from him, his chest shaking below you with it.

“Always so reactive to me,” he hums, “This wasn’t meant to be the purpose of this exercise.” He noses at the side of your face, hot breath against your ear.

You mumble out to him, “It’s –mmmph– your fault –hah–”

His fingers continue rubbing over your clit before dipping down to your dripping hole. One of his fingers prod at your cunt, “Got such a tight pussy,” he observes.

His finger pushes slowly inside of you and crooks up, stroking your inner walls. The feeling almost has you keeling over, a moan pulling from your chest. The sound has an appreciative hum coming from Liu Kang behind you.

The finger inside you starts pumping, fucking into you, his thumb on your clit speeding up. The sounds of your wet cunt fill the space as he fucks into you, the lewd noises make you bashful.

You whine and moan against him, resting your weight on him. He holds you up effortlessly, he kisses at your neck. Sucking marks into your skin, licking at you. All the sensations he’s giving you have your eyes nearly crossing, wet and dazed.

He adds his second finger, stuffing you full. A pitiful moan rips from you at the feeling.

“Taking my fingers so nicely, can feel you dripping down my hand.” He comments.

His words embarrass you and you turn your head to the side, trying to escape his hot mouth. He chuckles at you and sucks at your neck again. He easily reaches your ear, “Too much for you, mmm?” His tone is filled with mirth.

“Liu, you’re –hah– being cruel,” your words end in moans as his slick fingers continue to pump into you.

He hums at you again, acknowledging you but not agreeing. Focusing his attention on your cunt, his fingers increasing in speed, finger fucking you stupid. Your pussy flutters around him and he sighs, “There ya go, so close, cum all over my fingers, mmm?”

His fingers don’t stop and your cunt pulses around them before gripping tightly. Moans of pleasure pulling from you, your knees give out and he holds you up, he mouths at your neck; pressing kisses into it.

When you’ve come down he removes his fingers from you carefully and checks on you, “Are you okay?”

You hum noncommittally at him, “Mhm, more than okay.”

The smile on his lips can be felt against your skin, “I am still going to teach you self defence.”

You groan out at him, “Not now.”

He confirms, “No, not now. I am not done with you, yet.” The fingers that had just been inside you slip into his mouth, sucking them clean.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Thank you for reading my little blurb !!! I give you all a big ol’ smooch 💋

[jinuaei]

Rings

Yandere! Alastor x Accidental Spouse! Reader part 2.5

Pt.1 --- Pt. 2

Warnings: Blood, low-key lewd, drooling over blood, mans down bad

You’ve been fidgeting a lot with your ring finger, it's obvious with how much you keep rubbing and twisting said hand whenever you're lost in thought or when you're doing nothing. 

Maybe that's why Alastor is suddenly asking if he can hold your hand. The concern in his eyes would have been strange if you knew his true reputation down in hell, but it's good that you don't know, right?

As he grips your hand with his, you look away from him in embarrassment, eyes flitting around, daring not to look straight at his face. He doesn't share the same sentiment, with him still staring at you, you feel the flush of your skin creep in, getting hotter and hotter the more he stays quiet. Finally you ask a question, trying to salvage the situation into becoming less embarrassing for the both of you.

“Is there something wrong…?”

He holds your gaze for a few seconds before falling to your hands, caressing your palm tenderly. “My dear, you should stop hurting yourself, I would be heartbroken to see wounds on you and I couldn't even do anything about it,” he starts, turning your hands upside down to see any marks left by yourself.

“There doesn't seem anything extraordina–”

Curious as to what captured his attention, you follow his stare to your ring finger, where therein lies the very mark that has been plaguing your thoughts ever since you first saw it.

“Hm… you must have had a rebellious phase to have a tattoo like this, I should be informed if you have more than one of these no?,” he coos at you, kissing the offending finger.

You're too nervous to tell him the truth; that this tattoo is not from you, that it just appeared when you fell down in hell. In the end, you mustered up the courage to do so, the statement falling from your lips clumsily.

At first Alastor thought it was said to tease him, but when it slithered around your ring finger, as if to prove him wrong… Instantly his soft gaze turned sharp, dials appeared in his eyes, spazzing and turning. Static fills the silence and his body contorts into a much bigger and much scarier version of him.

“Someone tried to claim you before me? HAH! I'd love to see them try…”

Dangerous thoughts bounce around his mind, filling him further with rage and resentment. But when he felt you quiver underneath him, he stopped, calming himself so as to not scare you any further. He was able to shrink himself into his default form.

“Forgive me my sweet, I did not mean to scare you. I lost my temper thinking about the audacity of someone trying to steal you away from me…” he narrows his eyes at the ‘tattoo’, “and this mark is rather unsightly, I ought to put a ring big enough to cover it, for now though…”

The smile on his face is borderline deranged when he thought of something that could be a good substitute for a ring. He lifts your shaking hand up to his lips, kissing it gently, letting his breath wash over your fingers. Positioning your hand so that the ring finger is the only one left uncurled, he opens his mouth and engulfs it.

You were baffled at what's happening, but a sharp pain at the base of your finger changed the bafflement into panic. Trying to pull your hand away, you were unsuccessful in doing so, even pushing on his shoulder doesn't seem to do anything. 

Is he trying to bite my finger off???

You can feel your blood dripping down his throat and this motherfucker has the audacity to enjoy it, he even had his eyes closed and everything! Thankfully, he stopped biting down as hard, enough to pierce your skin but not enough to sever it.

But now there's a new sensation traveling up your hand down to your arm and towards your whole body. You watch in sick fascination as you can feel him wrap his tongue around your finger, drinking the sweet ichor coming from the bite. He’s practically making out with your finger, sucking and drooling on it. 

The ears on his head flatten in pleasure at the taste of YOU on his tongue, your scent and warmth overwhelming his senses to the point where he almost lost control if it wasn't for your yelp of pain as he tries to bite down again.

With a ‘pop!’ he detached himself from you, having the gall to look ashamed at the low-key lewd display of possessiveness. His grin comes back tenfold, lips stained with blood, as he shows off the final product of his great idea. 

Your ring finger, although stained with saliva and golden blood, has teeth marks where the tattoo was supposed to be. His teeth marks. 

The snakes look mutilated, covered by blood and the wound encompassing the entirety of it. 

“There, now other demons will see that you are taken,” he kisses the bite one last time before stating, “if the wound heals, do tell me I would love to mark you up again.”

[falling-star-cygnus]

somebody reblogged my appleradio post and tagged it as "not a ship" ...

anyway, budding qpr Lucifer and Alastor because i love them :D Duckie Deer pt.1 {pt.2}

{Lucifer is hunched over his new desk in Charlie's hotel, his grin bordering on maniacal as he puts the finishing touches on his newest rubber duck. In a flourish, he holds the little thing high- or as high as he can feasibly reach anyway- in the air}

"Now presenting..."

{The King of Hell pauses for dramatic effect, despite not actually having any audience except the judgmental stares of his scattered ducks}

"The Wendigo Peace-Offering Red Radio Rubber Duck! ...That switches hands!"

{Lucifer grins a bit more genuinely as the little thing teleports from one hand to the other, twisting into the shadows between his fingers and out to his palm. The more tolerable version of it's intended recipient, he thinks}

{For the sake of Charlie, he had begrudgingly decided to try and befriend the agitating Radio Demon. After all, if they were going to be sharing the space here for the foreseeable future it only made sense for them to get along, right? Or at the very least, try to tolerate each other}

{And what better way to do that then with a rubber duck?}

"Heh heh heh..."

{The king chucks the duck at the door}

"Who am I kidding, nobody wants a rubber duck look-a-like. That's weird, it's a weird gift!"

{As Lucifer rants, he fails to notice the rubber contraption nailing the object of his ire in the forehead. It bounces with a squeak into red tipped hands}

"I'd argue talking to yourself is weirder, your highness."

{That familiar mocking drawl and static covering, the sarcasm on his title, it causes the king to whirl around. Alastor is indeed standing in front of his door, pinching the horn of the duck between his claws with a raised eyebrow}

"Alastor! Just the annoy- uh- just the demon I wanted to see. At this exact moment. ...How much of that did you hear?"

{Smooth. Totally nailed that.}

{One of the hair tufts upon Alastor's head twitches in his direction, confirming Lucifer's suspicion that they were, in fact, ears. It's embarrassing how much effort it takes to stifle the coo that wants to erupt from him at the subconscious movement}

{He has a feeling the Radio Demon wouldn't take kindly to it}

"Hm... Is there any particular reason for this... look-a-like, as you called it? I can't imagine anyone in either of circles would appreciate a duck of my visage."

{Oh good. So just the last part, then. He could still salvage this}

"It's for you!"

{…Damnit.}

{Lucifer sounded too eager. Waaay too eager, actually, if Alastor's steadily raising eyebrow was anything to go by. The king clears his throat}

"Ahem. Uh- it's for you, actually. A peace offering! Since we're going to be around each a lot more often, I figured- well, we might as well try to get along- right? For Charlie's sake. Not- not because you're tolerable. Or because I like you. Heh. No."

{The deer demon blinks slowly, raising the rubber duck up to his eye by it's horn. His perpetual smile- seriously, is that thing stitched on or something? -looks painfully strained.}

"Is that so?"

{His voice is less staticky then usual, which encourages the King to keep going. Lucifer nearly lunges forward, grabbing Alastor's hands and adjusting the duck to rest in one of the Radio Demon's palms}

{He feels a little bad for the flinch and hitch if static that comes with it, but he ignores it for Alastor's sake. He'd like a comment about that even less then a comment about his adorable ears}

"What are you do-" "It switches hands!"

{Alastor quiets at that, his glare softening just slightly around the edges with a blink. Again, Lucifer takes the small allowance and runs with it. He uses his thumbs to push against the joint of Alastor's fingers, furthering flattening his palms; an awkward laugh spills from him}

"Hah- Give it a try! Just- think about it switching and-"

{The duck slinks into Alastor's other palm before the king can finish his sentence. It goes back and forth a few times, filling the deer's eyes with a sense of unguarded wonder that has Lucifer's breath hitching}

{It's gone as soon as Alastor remembers his company}

{The Radio Demon pulls his hands away from Lucifer's, keeping the duck tucked securely in his hand. The king tries not to mourn the loss, both of his surprisingly warm fingers and of the glimpse into his head Lucifer was so graciously privy to today}

{Baby steps, he reminds himself. Something dangerously hopeful stirs in his chest}

"I see..."

{Alastor looks, on some level, like he's lost his footing. He came in here expecting to trade insults like usual, no doubt, especially after getting bonked with a rubber duck of all things upon entering}

{And instead he's left cradling a gift made in his image}

"Well! It'd certainly be rude to refuse such a thoughtful gift from his majesty. Even if it's a silly one."

{It's a feeble attempt at regaining control at best, they both know it. Lucifer sticks his hand out with a flat expression.}

"If you don't like it, give it back."

{Alastor's smile tightens, just like his grip on his rubber duck}

"Now, now, I just said it'd be rude to refuse. Surely your manner aren't lowering themselves to your height?"

{And just like that, normalcy is restored as Lucifer sputters at the jab. The king stomps forward, maybe childishly but no one who matters is around to judge him-}

"What did you even come up here for? If I recall, your 'radio tower' is on the other side of the other side of the-"

{The deer demon had stepped on a wild rubber duck in his subtle attempt to keep distance between them and with a burst of static, Alastor had begun to fall backwards}

{Lucifer acts on instinct and summons his cane,- he's pushed his luck with touch already today- bracing it behind the wendigo's back.}

{It leaves the two in an... awkward situation to say the least. Alastor's long legs pulled out from under him and his lanky torso held up purely by the thin rod of his staff.}

{It leaves Lucifer looking down for once to make eye contact}

"...who's the short one now?"

{Alastor melts into shadows, still holding the rubber duckie look-a-like in one hand as he reappears behind the king. He can feel the radio demon's hand on his collar preventing him from falling flat on his face.}

"Still you, my friend."

{...friend. Lucifer could get used to that.}

[ummmlife]

Miserable Salaryman!Nanami ( pt. 2 )

part 1

Warnings!: pure nsfw (mdni) ; needy Nanami ; headcanon ; miserable Nanami (i love him) ; afab reader ; pussydrunk Nanami ; overstimulation ; cunnilingus ; he's just so cute :(.

Your poor boyfriend has been edging himself since the morning. This was his fault, he accidentally looked at his album of nudes that you have sent to him, poor man has been dealing with a painful boner all his way to work and in the office. But now he's at home.

— "I can't hold it anymore, dear… please… please let me fuck you". His day wasn't the best either, he made a mistake with some documents and his boss scolded him to the point where he was simply holding his tears back, he's so stressed and needy. Kento doesn't waste more time and hugs you tightly as he kisses you, basically sliding his tongue to your throat.

On the bed, on the couch, on the floor even. Nanami simply gets on top of you, eagerly removing your clothes with his shaking hands. He wants to do it so badly and he knows you won't complain, but he feels guilty, guilty of using you like this. He simply doesn't deserve you.

— "You… You're so gorgeous, my love". Kento can't help but keep making out with you as you also help him to remove his clothes. Once you're completely naked, just like him, he starts leaving a thread of kisses from your neck to your pelvis, kissing also your inner thighs. — "All this for me? My… I don't deserve you, you're way too precious to have this pathetic man eating you out…". Nanami moves his nose closer to your clit, pressing it gently with the tip of his nose to then start sniffing the scent of your minge. — "So, bon appetit".

Kento is a foodie and his favorite food is your own wet pussy. He eats you as if you were a continental breakfast, sucking your clit softly as the tip of tongue moves up and down to stimulate you.

His big hands are pressed on your hips to keep you stay still as he moves his tongue to your hole, drinking your juices like a thirsty dog. — "So wet, so good. Oh god, babe". His eyebrows frown in delight as he keeps eating you with devotion. No whines or moans from you could stop him, not even when you reach your climax and he keeps leeching his mouth to your pussy to keep tasting your cum.

His mouth is all dirty with your cream but he looks at you with devotion, adoring you as his goddess. — "I love you…". You could lie if you don't find him just so damn adorable like this.

But my god, he's not done yet. Kento wipes your cum from his mouth with his arm and moves up to kiss you, now you should be more than ready for his big dick. He slowly slides inside your dripping cunt as he hugs you tightly. — "I'm sorry… I'm sorry, hah. You're so tight". He's ashamed of enjoying how your walls squeeze his length in a welcoming warm hug. — "I'm sorry, dear, I'm so sorry". You don't know why he apologizes so much, but he sounds so needy when he says that.

Nanami thrusts into you hard and sloppy, putting all his weight on you, kissing you nonstop. — "Hmm, love. Oh, my dear, you feel so good…". All the stimulation makes him squirm of pleasure as he fucks you even faster.

His thick cock is stretching your hole so damn good that he's turning you into a dumb plaything. — "Too much, babe… Ah, I'm sorry, can't help it. You're so wet". With each forceful thrust, Nanami reaches a new whole level of delight. — "Darling, oh darling… Mhm, taking me s'well, hah".

Yes, Kento whimpers, but he whimpers even more when he's about to cum. — "Honey, honey, please… Hah, take me, let me fill you, please". You could hear his balls slapping against your ass repeatedly in an erratic rhythm while jack-hammered into your warm and sticky cunt. — "... Gonna cum, honey. I'm gonna fill you. Ngh!"

Even if he just came and fills your cunt with his warm and soft jizz, he won't stop thrusting into you until you cum as well. — "S'good, darling… fuck, too much". He's getting overstimulated and his whole body is squirming and shaking, but he keeps going, hitting your sweet spot until you cum with his cock.

Poor man is crying and fucking your hole all overstimulated, you already came but he keeps torturing himself like this — "Please… babe… so good". He lets out a big sob and collapses on your chest, sniveling softly. — "I'm sorry, I'm a mess, I didn't mean to… Ugh, you're so good, my love".

Please hug him and tell him that you don't mind all the mess nor all him cum leaking from your pussy. — "Thank you… I love you".

*ugly sobs* I WANT HIM!!! A big tough man crying for me after we [REDACTED]

[captainfern]

hi im in love with u and ur works ! they make my primal hindbrain go !!!!!!!!captain price!!!!!!!!!!!!!

may i … pls humbly request ….

have you ever seen one of those glass sliding doors that don’t actually let you see inside a person’s house ? Yeah ! Privacy film or wtv. Lets you see out but people can’t see in.

its just i’ve been haunted by the idea of captain price fucking his lover against one of those from the inside and their lover doesnt know about the privacy film that he’s just installed—

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About A Girl pt. 2

Captain John Price x fem!reader

["About A Girl" by Nirvana]

[18+]

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• summary - what the request says lol. • rating - 18+ • wordcount - 777 [so short i'm sorry] • warnings - fem!reader, unprotected piv, praise, strong language

look i've got to the stage where a lot of nirvana song titles are just... absolutely insane 😭 so imma just start doing separate parts for already existing fics lol

this can be read as a stand alone but it takes place in the same "universe" as about a girl x

btw there is no soft launch to this porn. they be straight fucking under the cut !!!

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"P-Price, fuck, s-slow down—" You moaned as Price literally fucked you against the window of his flat.

You had your entire naked front pressed to the cool glass, palms flat and keeping you steady. Price had forced your legs apart with his legs, and was now stuffing you full, grunting into your shoulder.

He was still dressed, too— shirt on, pants barely dropped to his thighs. When he got home from a long day at work to see you in next to nothing on his couch, he short-circuited.

Now, he fucked his fat cock into your wet hole, appreciating the slick glide and the pornographic sounds eliciting from both your mouth and your cunt.

When he first pressed your naked body to the window, you freaked out. His flat was only a couple of storeys from the main road, and with the lights on behind you, you'd surely be illuminated for whoever wanted to look up and appreciate the night sky.

But Price didn't seem at all worried. Hell, he didn't even seem to care. He just speared his cock repeatedly against the spot inside you that had your back arching, the heat from your body fogging up parts of the window.

"P-Price..." you stuttered again, cheek cold to the glass, the rest of your body burning.

He held your hips, keeping you pinned, motionless, to the thick pane of glass as he used you. He was grunting into your shoulder, letting his teeth skim the taut skin over your shoulder blade. His cock rutted into you, desperate, hips slamming to your backside.

"Yeah, darling?"

Your climax approached, dizzying your brain. But still, something in the back of your mind was making your heart flutter anxiously. Price's words were calming, though. Calming your racing heart and reverting your mind back to the numbing pleasure that was fast approaching.

"What— ah, fuck— someone sees— hngh— us— hah, Price, please."

Price chuckled lowly. You could barely get a sentence out; one of his hands snaking around your body, pressing a rough-padded finger to your swollen clit. You mewled, a desperate whiney sound, legs beginning to tremble.

"You scared someone'll see us, eh?" Price whispered low in your ear. "Scared someone'll see how well you take my cock? How desperate you are for it?"

You moaned, loud, cheek pressed to the cool glass. His words made your stomach twist in excitement, amplifying the hot approach of your orgasm. You bucked your hips backwards to meet his thrusts.

"You're not scared, are you, pretty girl? You want everyone to see how good you look all fucked out, stuffed full, eh? 'Course you do. Just look at you. So fucking pretty— so fucking tight—" He grunted into the back of your neck, sucking a kiss there.

Maybe he was right. Maybe you didn't care if anyone saw you. Saw you pressed, naked, against the window, getting completely railed by Price. The thought made your body warm up tenfold, skin shining with sweat.

You whined. "Price, gonna—"

He didn't reply verbally. But he knew, obviously, by the way the finger on your clit redoubled its pace, and his thrusts continued to drive into that spot inside you making you spasm around him. You came with his name on your lips, repeated like a prayer, as he fucked you through your rattling orgasm. Rattling, because you felt as though your entire body was humming against the glass.

"There you go, there you go," Price muttered into the curve of your shoulder as he retracted his hand from your puffy clit, focusing now on grabbing both of your hips. He continued to rut into you, your body rocking against the glass, smears of condensation appearing. "Almost there, darling, almost there. Fuck, just like that. Perfect... perfect... so good for me." His words were almost incoherent, his teeth skimming along your shoulder and neck.

Hopefully he just bit down.

What, who said that? lol

"So good, so good..." He drawled, thrusts becoming sloppier, before he did sink his teeth a bit harder into the curve of your neck to stifle his groans as he came, filling you hot. He laved over the bite mark with his tongue as he lazily thrust into you a couple more times, massaging your hips with his large hands.

He sighed against you as the both of you calmed your breathing, still connected.

"No one can see in, love," Price admitted. "There's a privacy film up. No one can see us."

You chuckled, managing to turn slightly in his hold and press a kiss to his cheek. "I figured as much. I didn't take you for the exhibitionist type anyway, captain."

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ok i ended it here cause i'm lazy lolol hope it was ok mwah x

[ssparksflyy]

piper mclean dating hcs !

pairing : piper mclean x gn!reader warnings : grammar and speling mistakes, cursing ( whoops ! ) a/n : ty soooo much for all the love on my percy hcs <3 im currently working on a small annabeth fic that i keep putting off.. yikes. i want to try and update atleast once each week, but pls forgive mee, my family's got a busy schedule, and finals r coming up </3 also IK IK piper's aesthetic isn't too beach-y, but, i adore aphrodite's semi-connection with the ocean so pls forgive me (again, wow second time in one a/n)

piper mclean ily pls marry me

piper is SUCH a sweetie to u &lt;33

that sounded weird- sweetie? is it sweetie? idk

this girl LOVES to spoil u

we all know she's loaded af bcs of her dad

and girlie just adores spending money on things she loves

( aka you )

piper doesn't gaf about the thousands of times you've told her that it really wasn't necessary, and she didn't have to get you anything

she'll do it anyway cause she knows you'll give her a big ol' kiss right after &lt;33

of course, piper'll buy you things that she knows you like or have had you eye on

but she'll also buy you things that'll remind you of her

allow me to explain

say, you don't like hello kitty / it just isn't something you pay attention to

( everybody moved on, i stayed there. page 5. annabeth's pov. mark of athena. "today she was dressed in tattered jeans, worn out sneakers, and a white tank top with pink hello kitty designs." dont play w me )

anyway, say you don't like hello kitty, piper'll still buy you like a tiny plushie or keychain that u can carry wherever, and it'll remind you of her

she also buys herself things that u like, so she can also get reminded of u !

speaking of buying things, piper has all of your favorite colors ( ur lying if u say u only have one ), favorite snacks, fast food orders, and alllll of your preferences down and memorized in her brain

but just in case she also has them down on a small notepad she carries in her bag

movin on, piper adores kissing you omg

she's always peppering you face with quick little kisses

nd then when she stops, she'll just stand there, leaning her cheek towards you bcs she wants kisses too

piper'll kiss you at the most random times

lets be real this girl does not give 2 fucks about pda, she's with her #1, got a problem with it?

so she'll just sneak up behind you, spin you around nd give u a kiss

she's so cute i love her

now

say you were a little nervous about dating piper, bcs yk, many children of aphrodite want their rite of passage, nd she can charmspeak

piper will literally do anything it take for u to trust her completely

i don't think she'd exactly be hurt if u didn't trust her completely in the beginning of your relationship, like, she gets it, but she'd still want to try and solve that asap

she'd literally never use her charmspeak on you unless she HAS to

like say you were gonna do something really stupid that could hurt you

example a : stealing a blue cookie from percy

( idfk bro )

girl would tell you to either put it back or dispose of all evidence befor eyou get smacked in the face with a hurricane

she's js looking out for u ya know

piper's hav hobby is spending time with you

if you tell her that's not a hobby she'll straight up pull out her claim evidence and reasoning

( can u tell english is kicking my ass rn )

she loves cuddling in the aphrodite cabin, as a way to be like "HAH yall wish you could have thisss" to her jerk siblings *cough* DREW

piper likes trying different things, i feel like she'd be really crafty ngl

like she'll LOVE making matching frinedship bracelets for u

and im talking like NICE ones like she's got soo many beads omg

js an example ^^

and ofc she'll want to teach u how to make fancy wavy ones yk

her love language is definitely quality time fight me

in summary, if ur looking for a hot, adorable, trustworthy, affectionate, caring, sweet, spoils u, mrs. treat ! you ! right! , piper's the one for youuuuu !!

a/n pt. 2 : hii! hope u enjoyed this but omg i feel like its kinda short and all i did was ramble abt random stuff in this one ahhh srry

ALSO tumblr WHY won't you let me do a little heart like how much pain would it CAUSE YOU someone make a petition pls

once again, lmk if u want a part 2 to this! currently working on an annabeth fic but after that i think i'll cook up some more percy hcs

speaking of percy, once again again, TYSM for all the love on that, tbh, i thought it was gonna flop but then tumblr was all like "holy moly ssparksflyy! you've reached 100 likes!" and i was like WHAT anyway ilysm and ty for listening to me yap <3

thats all for now! wishing u a wonderful day / night !

peace from manhattan,

percy jackson

[iwanty0uu]

Pussy Monster

Pt 1┊͙✧˖*°࿐

Connie was an amazing boyfriend, he spoiled the fuck out of you often and the sex was immaculate….

But your, least favorite thing about him was how he always showed out in front of his stank ass friends. He did it once, and you nipped it in the butt, but then it happened again.. and this time you weren’t joking.

Your head ached as you chewed on the ice meant to soothe it, no amount of medicine could have made your head stop hurting when you were on your period. Growin up in the Caribbean, you were used to drinking tea and making it all go away, but unfortunately this wasnt one of the cases.

Connie is usually understanding about these things but today, he was doing too much. The loud cheering that projected from the living room bounced off the walls of your boyfriend’s bedroom. You heard his homeboys Ony, Eren ,Armin, and Jean all screaming in the living room.

“Yo bro why the fuck they so loud” you mumbled under your breath “they all right next to each other the fuck.” Your ignorance was getting to the best of you and with your headache on top of that, made you feel overstimulated. You felt the tears dripping down your wet face, freshly done lashes now becoming damp due to your tears. 

You carefully wiped them away, admiring your new halloween set that Connie to happened to pay for, you couldn’t help but want your mother, desperate for some type of affection. You were too weak to argue and your cramps made nothing better.

It didn’t matter if it was the last day of your period, you asked several times for Constance to just speak a little more softly, you loved him and he deserved time to be with his friends, that of course was never the problem, but it was how he acted around them.

You sat up in the bed, the this duvet covers rolled down your shoulder, adjusting them as your eyes adjusted to the dark of the bedroom, your breasts pooled put of your robe which you discarded, leaving your brown, mostly naked body in the covers.

You sighed deeply and grabbed your phone, adjusting the brightness and decided to scroll of twitter, and after scrolling through several only fans advertisement accounts, you found the perfect tweets and posted them on your story like the petty bitch you were, and went back to bed.

However, those stories were public, and one of them being “ sometimes, you really just gotta give up on a nigga,” you knew this would upset connie but not enough for him to actually want to leave you..

Living room POV:

Eren’s phone vibrated, as he walked to the fridge and grabbed a gatorade, he tapped through his story and stopped abruptly, “what the hell she talkin bout?” he mutter while holding down on your post, Armin’s attention shifted to Eren momentarily, “Hah one of ha hoes bein delusional?” Ony teased, earning a chuckle from jean. 

“Yo C,” his brown furrowed, as he walked infront of the tv screen, he turned his phone to Connie after putting it on do not disturb, “You and y/n good?”…

Kinktober special-

[nestypewriter]

I love the Vtuber one!! Could we get a part two if you‘ve got the time?? :) have a lovely day/night<3

YANDERE! Vtuber

Headcanons [pt.2]

[Content Warning: delusional ideas, obsessive tendency]

[Disclaimer: I want to emphasize that I do not endorse or support this type of behavior. This content is purely for entertainment purposes.]

{Author 's Note : Hello! Thank you for reading the first one and liking it! Also thank you for requesting! I hope you like it! 💜💜}

Yandere! Vtuber was so happy spending time with you, as you two hang out more the more and more, he fall back on his schedule, missing his daily stream and video upload but who cares? , he has you now but his annoying manager kept annoying him with messages and Email and even threatened to get the big boss if he didn't pick up his shit , ugh fine..

Yandere! Vtuber left you with a message with sweet words that he has some business to catch up to and that he was busy for the next few weeks , oh such misery! he couldn't even last a day without you , well he cleared with his fans about his long absence and promised to do a long live stream which he did and he made plans for his daily uploads. Now that's settled! Time check on his precious darling~ hah? What's this...

Yandere! Vtuber was shocked to see you with another person on your recent post. Who are they? Okay okay! Let's calm down ! Maybe it's a friend or a relative? Oh the picture of them are holding hands? Are you sure seeing correctly? No no NO! Who was that? How could you do this to him! He need to do something! He needs to save you!

A sound of rapid typing filled the dark room. The only source of light emanated from the corner where a figure was desperately typing and clicking on a computer screen.

His eyes darted around, scouring every website for the person in the picture with you. How dare they get close to you, let alone hug you? He couldn't bear it! He needed them gone! He would find peace of mind if he could just eliminate the pest.

Suddenly, a ding from his phone snapped him out of his trance. He felt a surge of excitement, hoping it was a message from you, but it quickly disappear as it wasn't you.

It was a message from an informant he had paid. The message contained the information he needed and a picture. Got you now, you little shit!"

[coralinnii]

being reincarnated into a new world as the bad guy pt.2

feat. Azul, Kalim

note: this is kinda a long post, can be interpreted as gn!reader, reader is different for each character, I might write blurbs cuz I like the villain/ess genre

part 1 part 2 part 3

series masterlist

Did the universe hate you? You pondered your past life choices that may have condemned you into this hopeless situation. You didn’t even like this webtoon you unceremoniously got sent to because the main characters were nothing but self-centered idiots. Worse, you got reincarnated as the lovesick betrothed of the male lead, who was going to have their engagement annulled then be abandoned by your greedy family.

Really, the only reason you even kept reading was for the cool if somewhat dorky count who rose from a nobody to one of the successful business figures in the kingdom…Hey now…

So now you were sitting across from the one and only Azul Ashengrotto as he sized you up with a business smile as his servants prepared refreshments. For as confident as you try to be, the ball in his court and your future cushioned life is dependent on him. At least the twin brothers from that marquis family weren't here.

“So, what do I owe the pleasure of your presence?”

“I’m going to let you use me”

“Urk—!”

Ah, you should’ve waited until after he finished his tea.

Aside from your love life, you were winning in every other department. You were a high ranking noble as well as a beautiful social butterfly of high society. You weren’t ahead of the trends, you were the trend and since you knew the story of this world, you knew what were hits and misses in the market.

“I can give you want to know in the high social circle, whatever you have me wear or eat with my appraisal, I can make it the biggest trend of the season. All I want is a cut”

As skeptical as Azul was, he couldn’t disagree with your points and he was sure he could spin this partnership in his favor considering you were thought to be a lovesick puppy (hah, he thought). With a lengthy discussion on the contract (a meager 10% cut on your side? Really, Azul?), the two of you shook on it.

With a smile too innocent to be real, you offered “Should we go on a date?”

Oh, you were going to be the death of this man.

Your “dates” were just spending the day in the village disguised, surveying promising businesses, cuisines, and artisans (though a flustered count is also a win in your books). With your insights and Azul’s careful research, high society was eating out of your hands, waiting to see which business would receive his Midas’ touch.

You kept your contributions hidden as you didn’t want your family to monopolize your share and secretly hoped that your family and fiancé would still care for you even without these merits. Perhaps you were more hopeless than you realized.

While your soon-to-be husband was off somewhere without informing you (though you already knew where he was going, and who he was going to), you paid a visit to your favourite restaurant which happens to be owned by your favourite associates. The more you spend time with Azul and inevitably the Leech twins, the more you yearn for a life with this much joy.

“Hey Mandarin fishy” oh, Floyd is lucky he’s so adorable. “Your future hubby is awfully chummy with that little remora” he noted as he casually slung his legs over your own, sounding nonchalant but you could see the flicker of curiosity in his mismatched eyes. “You ain’t scared the love of your life’s gonna run away?”

You knew the story’s coming to its climax as the “love of your life” is messing around with that baron’s daughter. Soon, he will announce the annulment in front of everyone and you will be “abandoned” for his true love.

Your eyes then glanced over to your business partner discussing the logistics of the shipment of jewelry materials with the other marquis heir. Despite your casual nagging, you did admire the genuine effort the bespectacled businessman puts in. However, you could see the twitch towards your direction, curious of your thoughts as well.

“Cute” you hid your smile as you took a sip of your favourite blend of tea (how considerate of Azul), “If a little remora was enough to convince that idiot to make a fool of himself in front of our families, then I’d count it a blessing to be rid of him”

Floyd laughs at your heartless dismissal while even Jade let out a chuckle under his breath. You couldn’t help but smile at the scene before you, at the people you hope to call friends (and maybe more in the future with a certain someone). You saved enough to buy a quaint home in the capital (Azul recommended a home conveniently close to his own) and there were pre-orders of delectable tea that became a hit when a wealthy traveler from a foreign country offered a sample at the restaurant, being well handled by the fair-haired count in front of you, guaranteed to be ready for your next social tea party.

As you notice the subtle quirk of a genuine smile on your diligent business partner, you feel content with confirmation.

You definitely prefer smart men.

No, no, no, no! This can’t be real!

It’s one thing to reincarnate as a servant of a wealthy family, must you be reincarnated as the servant that gets executed for poisoning the oldest son?!

This was the start of the dramatic novel you just finished where you, a new servant of the Asim family, were in love with a greedy relative, who persuaded you to poison the heir to cause turmoil in the mansion. Your younger sibling was sick and your “lover” promised to give you and your sibling a good life if you succeed. Sadly, you knew you were just a scapegoat in their plan.

It hurts even more that the intended recipient of the poison was your bias, the lovable Kalim Al-Asim who doesn’t have a single bad bone in his body. But what could you do? The poison was in your hand and your execution was practically cemented, whether by the hands of the Asim family or by your “beloved”.

Feeling hopeless, you submit yourself in front of Kalim, his father, and his attendants with the vial in hand. You confessed the plan to poison the heir, how that traitor promised to save your sibling if you followed them. You pray that maybe they would banish you and you could run away with your sibling, for however long you could before that relative would eventually eliminate you.

You didn’t even realize you were crying until the fair-headed heir cradled your face in his hands and wiped your tears from your glassy eyes, his own scarlet eyes watery.

“I’ll save you and your family!”

Unable to change Kalim’s decision, your attempt of treason was overlooked, and Kalim even sent the best doctors to see your sibling.

Shoot, this man sure knew how to capture your heart.

Of course, your testament isn’t enough to prosecute the greedy relative so you offered yourself as a poison tester should they attempt the second time. If the story stays on path, that traitor isn’t going to stop anytime soon.

Since then, you worked to prove yourself a devoted servant to the Asim family, especially to Kalim who brings you around to try every cuisine and street food that tickles his fancy. Even Jamil, who was very skeptical of your motives, deemed you harmless (apparently, he decided he could easily disarm you if you do attempt anything).

What made you and Kalim really close (though Kalim was a fairly affectionate man to begin with) was when you offered to help with his studies. You were familiar with certain subjects as they were similar in your old world and having someone around helps the energetic heir to focus. Every time Kalim would call your name with that bright grin of his never fails to bring out a smile of your own.

Your closeness with the oldest son did not go unnoticed. Soon, the traitorous relative came up to you as you were on your way to see Kalim. They gave you a second chance, to kill Kalim then they would forgive you after your failed poisoning attempt. Obviously, you told them to f*ck off stop their plans and leave before you call the guards.

Suddenly, your vision and body became disorientated as you fall to the floor with a sting on your cheek.

“You insolent commoner! You think anyone would care if you get hurt or even die? Don’t make me laugh!”

They slapped you. Your body is shaking from the shock of such sudden violence. You looked up and saw the traitor standing over you with rage as they raised their hand again. You were too slow to stand so you had no choice but close your eyes and grit your teeth as you anticipated the next hit.

Except it never happened.

Instead you were gently lifted to your feet. You turned to see Jamil assisting you to your feet as guards surrounded you and the traitor, with Kalim standing between the two of you.

You have never seen the usually jolly heir like this. His laid-back demeanor was almost non-existent as he kept his weapon pointed at his relative with a glare that seemed deadlier and sharper.

“You…” you've never imagined such an icy tone from your master, even at his worst until now. “You may be family, but I will never forgive you for hurting my precious treasure”

With his command, you saw the traitor pulled away to his awaited fate. Kalim then turned to you and he worriedly rushed to you, cradling your face in his hands to inspect your injury. It’s funny. It’s just like when you first met him.

“Master Kalim, thank you so much” you wanted to say more but honestly, you couldn’t find the words to truly express how much you love this man.

With his show of his signature grin, he replied “Of course, I’ll always save you”