#aiko writes

[aikolibrary]

Lyney and kokichi smut headcanons

This is my friends fault, I am doing this becouse of my friends @aramli and two others friends who dosent have tumblr THIS is your FAULT 😭☝️, but well going on the theme now 😔

Lyney

✮⋆˙ He is good at using his hands! We believe that if he has to be agile, fast and good with his tricks, how can he not be the same to please you? I mean, he probably knows where to touch and where not to touch to make you exicted, with moves so good that, god, I will take you to heaven.

✮⋆˙ He would use magic on the act @aramli says that a cock will probably appear in your mouth suddenly but I don't know if it would be his cock or a toy or something like that, but I think it can be like taking off your clothes with a snap! or put a rope on you and keep you trapped or a toy or something like that!

✮⋆˙˙But I don't think he's rough about doing it (unless you want to) because he cares about your pleasure and thinks that by being rude you probably won't enjoy it as much, but if you enjoy it more that way he will, Although it may also be because he is a little sensitive, so being rough only makes him cum faster and I think he prefers to take his time with you when doing it like I said before.

✮⋆˙ Although maybe he is rough doing it only four situation: He is very jealous, very angry (either with you or with someone else), very stressed or you just wanted it to be that way.

But probably in the fourth situation he kept something sweet about you, because he doesn't want to hurt you or make you feel bad, but on the contrary, in the other three situations I don't think he will maintain that sweetness at all unless you tell him that It's hurting you or until I see you crying.

✮⋆˙ He would let you dominate him if you want, he has no problem with that, in fact sometimes he likes to see how you ride him and take control of the situation while you get his own pleasure, but also when you catch him unexpectedly! either with light touches, or starting to rub yourself on his lap, or maybe just getting right into the act.

✮⋆˙ He likes to making after the shows in the back stage where maybe someone will see him, but he needs to relax! Maybe the show iwas very stressful for him so it wouldn't be bad if you relaxed him a little, letting him use your body

I would also say that he would do it before the shows, to get rid of his nerves but I feel like he likes you to see his shows and he also likes to take care of you doing it, so that probably won't happen because if he does it before the show he won't be able to do either of those two things.

✮⋆˙ I imagine this guy being super romantic on the act, praising you for how good you are making him feel, for how pretty you look, or because you are simply perfect in his eyes; whispering sweet things in your ear, or even asking you if you are feeling good too or if you need something to change to make you feel better.

I also feel that it would be romantic in the setting?, so to speak, what I mean is that there will be days when you will have the entire room decorated and arranged for you, with petals, candles, among other things, plus there will probably be romantic music playing in the background

Kokichi

✮⋆˙. He doesn't really have experience in this kind of thing but I still feel like he's very good at it, like he has a quality for it.

✮⋆˙ The first few times he will be gentle with you, letting you go at your own pace and make you feel good throughout the process, although after that it will not be like that, he will be somewhat rough and annoying while he does it, not giving you pleasure properly until he feels that is enough and then giving you more pleasure, overstimulating you.

✮⋆˙ When it comes to having intimate contact and as much as when you making it, he will make you beg, in fact he likes it when you beg him!

I imagine him putting his fingers on a sensitive spot on yours, making you tremble, but not doing anything else, leaving them there static and still until he hears your voice begging him for something, whether to move them or take them away, and then he will do it but until he feels satisfied with you begging him.

And that's how it will be with other things, do you want to cum? Beg him, do you want him to move faster or slower? Beg him, do you want him to touch you or stop touching you? Beg him, do you want to touch him? also beg him, in short begging is a key action in those moments.

✮⋆˙ He likes to see your face, expressions, and your body when you are doing it, so he probably does it in a position where he has control of you but at the same time can see everything he wants, even and maybe he would do it in front of a mirror so that you could see too, or sometimes he would record it so that he could show it to you later and embarrass you and make fun of you about it

✮⋆˙ Sometimes he likes to overstimulate you, why?, because it's nice to him see how he slowly transforms you into a mess of tears and sobs so that when he fucks you your mind is numb enough and you can't babble other than his name and incoherent words, oh and that make him fuck you like he wants because he know that you are to weak at that moment to do something about it, it gives him satisfaction and boost his pride knowing that he can do that, and that he can reduce you to that.

✮⋆˙ He has done it and he likes to do it in public with you, whether in a car or even in a restaurant or places like that where it is so easy for them to be seen and and create a problem, although the problem is worth it, if he is gonna to see your face. so nervous and like you're about to beg him to stop. Sometimes he would do it in a more hidden place like a bathroom or something like that, although other times he would do it in front of everyone, although with "precaution" that they would not see you two.

✮⋆˙ He likes to talk dirty to you and degrade you; criticizing you for how you do it and how you are enjoying it even though he is treating you so badly, calling you ugly nicknames or even insulting you. but the truth is it's not like he's being honest when he says that, he would never think of you that way, and he really wouldn't call you those nicknames and insults outside of that situation, in fact he loves that you're feeling good and you do too feel very good to him. He loves you, its only that he doesn't know how to control himself in that matter.

✮⋆˙ He has a lot of energy for that and for many things in general, so do not doubt that he could do it all night and do not doubt that the first rounds will be somewhat selfish and will not give you any pleasure, just feeling good himself until he stop when he feel satisfied and borde; then the next rounds will start to please you.

Of course, he will take breaks between rounds so as not to tire you out so much and probably when he finishes he will fall asleep due to fatigue, but if he still has energy he will take good care of you.

And that it is!, its really not the good thing because im not really write this and that is why is in englinsh , and this is my first time writing something like this (っ- ‸ - ς)

Umm so all the images belong to pinterest and to their auothors Credit to them! And good bye see you in other time!

[6o0uls]

#01

He is beautiful, analogous to death, and that attracts me. He has somber eyes, ash-colored hair and a height that stands out among the others. a dark attitude.

He only urges me closer, his gaze inhales my soul like a drug and consumes me until I fall into his sickly spider web. he feels like a 13 year old teenager after self-flagellating trying to release his emotional pain. the blood flashes in his beautiful scarlet hue accompanied by maniacal laughter.

that's what it was like to be with him, drug dependent and stupid pain. i couldn't break free, i was his special bag of cocaine that had his name engraved on it like a tattoo. until he snorted me completely one friday night.

Of course he didn't know, the moment he was done with me, I would be done with him. the last pull would start the pain in his chest, blood would flood his ears, his arms and legs would start to open up where I had my scars that he would have forced to commit after his psychological tortures. he would drown in his own blood while my shadow watched him writhe until he stopped moving. still and inert I would move him to that infamous neat white closet where his other companions would be waiting for him. At the arrival of the new weekend I would go out again, accompanied by that little bag of cocaine, questioning who would be the new addict to the lethal drug of love.

[trulyaiko]

A PROMISE TO BE BROKEN.

SYPONISIS ✧ scaramouche and you were best friends for who knows how long, your platonic love for him becomes romantic as you spend more time with him. one day, you find scaramouche suddenly making plans with new friends of his and you're not against it! but it takes a turn when some of his friends try to hook him up with someone. afraid to ruin your friendship with him, you don't tell him and you distance yourself from him.

WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAPTER SPECIFICALLY ✧ swearing, angst (yehey), a bit of ooc scaramouche,

WORD COUNT ✧ 1006

you looked with sadness in your eyes as scaramouche and his friends started to drive off out of your village.

you couldn't help but the thoughts starting to come into your mind once again.

"what if scaramouche spills your secrets to them?"

"what if scaramouche takes their side instead of yours?"

"what if scaramouche never wanted to be your friend in the start?"

you started to shake a bit; looking away from the window, you noticed a frame of you and scaramouche on your study table.

a picture where scaramouche was doing a piggyback on you as you took the picture. both of you were smiling so hard that you even started to smile a bit as well.

looking at the rest of the pictures of you and scaramouche, you would notice that both of you would do the same piggyback pose and take a picture of it every year.. except, for this year that is.

you looked at the back of every frame and noticed that it would be taken on your birthday.

your birthday passed one month ago. both of you never took the piggyback pose after that.

though, scaramouche did you give you a birthday gift. it was a matching keychain. it was in your hair color and scaramouche's hair color. both of you would put it on the zipper of both your backpacks.

you noticed that it was getting late and it would be best for you to sleep now. the thoughts wouldn't stop rolling in so, you just let it happen. not getting a single answer to one of them.

rushing out of your house once again the next morning, you knocked on scaramouche's door and started to sweat a bit. you heard the doorknob click but to your surprise, it wasn't scaramouche who answered it. it was his mother, raiden ei.

"ah! y/n, what brings you here?" she asked in a soft tone, making a small smile as well.

"is scaramouche ready for school yet? we're going to be late." you spoke in a fast tone, looking at the back of his mother to see any traces of scaramouche.

"oh, dear. scaramouche already left." she spoke with worry in her voice.

"he left.?" you questioned in disbelief with wide eyes. clearly not being able to process the information given.

"yes indeed, he left with some ginger-haired man and a few other men. i was concerned since both of you would normally be the ones to walk to school together but he said that you wouldn't mind."

not mind? not mind.? so to put it short, he left without telling you.

wow, what a nice friend.

"ah.. alright. thanks for the information mrs. raiden. i hope you have a great day ahead." you said in a small voice as you waved goodbye to her as she did the same before closing the door.

you couldn't believe it! he didn't even ask you if it was alright to not walk you to school today. it's not like it bothered you that much. right? right..

practically running to your school, you met up with a few of your friends. kazuha, ayaka, and yoimiya. the four of you had met during elementary.

you greeted them fast and sped down the hallway to your first class of the day. which so happened to be with him.

you decided to ignore him as not to cause much, drama, to the class while the teacher came in and just did what she needed to do.

after class was done, you took a small glance at scaramouche before leaving for your other class.

he looked so happy, so.. free. it was like those days before you officially became him his friend. it's like all those effort just to be his friend was nothing anymore.

you wondered how his friends were able to do that so easily. did something change? did he want more friends now after realizing that you were his only friend growing up? maybe.

you left the classroom, not bothering to give scaramouche a "good morning" or anything. you just left in irritation and annoyance.

though, it was still bugging you however. the fact that scaramouche didn't even ask you made you so annoyed. even if it's not a big deal to other people – it was to you.

"y/n!" you heard someone shout your name. removing the thoughts out of your brain. turning around, your eyes became a bit wider.

"what do you want, scaramouche?" you said with no tone. glaring daggers into his eyes.

"psht, why the face? gloomy, much?" he spoke with a teasing laugh at the end. does he seriously not care for what he done earlier?

"maybe it's because you didn't even ask me if it was alright to leave without me earlier!" you shouted at him in anger.

"it's not a big deal y/n, stop being so dramatic." he spoke in a teasing tone, completely disregarding what you spoke.

what does he mean, dramatic? dramatic!? he was the one who left you without anything to say!

"dramatic!? what the fuck do you mean? you left me with no clue, you didn't even say anything to me before class started a while ago!" you spoke in a more angered tone. not caring if people were to watch you or not, which luckily, no people were in the hallway as of now.

"oh stop acting like a bitch! what do you want me to do!? beg for your apology like some queen!? 'oh, i'm sorry queen y/n, please forgive me'. i would never say that, you.. you whore!" he shouted with anger again.

you stared at him in sadness, he called you a what now?

we promised not to call each other such stuff.

tears had started to come out of your eyes, slowly becoming a waterfall soon.

"y-y/n, i d-didn't mean that-" he started to reach to your face to wipe your tears but you pushed his hand away. running away to the female washroom.

a promise to be broken. once more.

A/N ✧ I KNOW ITS BAD PLEASE DONT MENTION IT 😭✌

TAGLIST ✧ @rhiancries @mothermothika @yukiipc @bobamai1 @berriov @mrscarolscaramoucheplease @thenightsflower @3verlyn @barilnisanzu @shadow-00 @the-glitching-potato || form || if your name is in bold, that means i can't tag you for some reason </3

[nyrarachelle-plays]

"Just Let Me Change Real Quick."

That was just the refresh Roger needed. He soon returned to his wife on the couch, their Komorebi cuisine, and his cerveza! It wasn't long after, that they were able to chow down and laugh together, again (I feel like they're watching & debating over Martin or sumn). Krystle was so apologetic for putting him through all of that after his long work day, but Roger didn't care, he was just happy to still be able to hold her in this moment.

Previously. ("DELIVERY!") | Next. ("never do that again.")

[ofoceansandtombsanew]

speaking of ojamajo doremi, there's a deleted amv from my childhood that still lives rent free in my mind. it was a ojamajos x flat 4 edit with let me be with you by nino and roundtable playing

omg i miss it so much, i need that to come back to the internet. does anyone else remember seeing that amv???

[shepherdden8]

The God of Aiko Tanaka

[forever-aimika]

🌹〜Before the Dawn〜🌹

Pairing: Mikaela Hyakuya x Aiko Aihara

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Darkness had overtaken the sky and with the lights shut out, Aiko was restless as she waited for the one boy she could never see in the daytime. Even if a peace treaty had been signed between the humans and the vampires, it was an ambiguous, unreliable affair. For neither side could ever trust the other, because the other can always be biding their time waiting in the right moment to strike. Although it was never discussed publicly, everyone thinks that this could simply be a calm before another disastrous storm between the two communities.

Although they had married in secrecy, Aiko never breathed a word about Mikaela to anyone, it would be reckless and dangerous to do so. Despite they were not currently in a state of war, a human-vampire relationship was scandalous. A vampire cannot be welcomed to live in human society and vice versa. This was one of the reasons why Mikaela could only come see her at nighttime, when the town was asleep.

When Mikaela finally came to her, the silence briefly continued but the solitude was over.

She went over to him and put her hands on his shoulders and said, “You’re here.”

“Good evening, human,” he said.

“Good evening, vampire.”

Without exchanging many more words, their clothes slowly cascaded to the floor. As minutes turned to hours, they would lie together in the darkness expressing love to each other in ways that words could not.

For Mikaela, having Aiko in his embrace was warm like holding a heat pad because she had a heart that beats and blood rushing through her veins. The feel of her warm skin against his cold satisfied him. He tangled up tight with her and played with her loose hair. Because he was a vampire, his senses were heightened. Even in the darkness, he could admire all the beauty that Aiko was.

From Aiko’s perspective, Mikaela never seemed like a real vampire—despite the crimson eyes and exotic clothing. The moonlight that drifted from the window illuminated his golden hair and white skin making him appear like an angel before her. When he kissed and touched her, it was as though she felt drops of heaven.

When her eyes were closed and Mikaela could tell she had fallen asleep, he still gazed upon her face and her naked body, wishing the sun did not have to rise so soon.

As much as Mikaela wanted to be there for Aiko when she awoke, he knew he could not. He was only able to take solace in knowing she expected this.

However, if she had begged, he was not sure if he could have resisted.

Well, in theory, he could stay with her but it would be irresponsible. So far it only happened once, when he accidentally overstayed into the morning and he had to remain in Aiko’s apartment until night had fallen again. Not that he minded being in her house, but if he disappeared from Sanguinem for too long, other vampires were eventually going to notice and possibly stick their unwanted noses into his business. They couldn’t risk being seen together.

Mikaela couldn’t let other vampires catch wind he was seeing a human. Ironically, none of them would even understand what he and Aiko shared. They would most likely mistaken it for Mikaela had chosen Aiko for personal entertainment or her blood.

The latter was only half truth, he did in fact feed on her blood occasionally, but Aiko’s blood did not taste good to him at all. Mikaela only ever drank from her when she offered it to him and it made him feel less bad because she was not a human being held against her will as livestock.

The chosen for entertainment was complete nonsense, as Aiko was the one who chose him.

The fact that Aiko reminded Mikaela of Yuu-chan—in her kindness and vulnerability beneath her tough front and even looking vaguely similar—made it easier for him to talk with her.

Hearing her say that she loved him and experiencing her enthusiasm whenever he was close to her—made Mikaela feel the evidence that he was alive…or however he was supposed to refer to this strange state of existence.

Mikaela watched Aiko’s untamed, dark hair that was tied back during the day but spread out on the mattress right now below them tonight. Aiko was devoid of doing feminine things like spending time on her hair or dressing up. But to him, Aiko was always still a girl, his princess. Although he wouldn’t say that to her because he doubted she would like it.

Something Mikaela knew he did not like was the fact that he couldn’t have a normal marital life with her. Sometimes it concerned him if a human man could have been a better lover for her. But he also knew the fact this woman had come into his life was something so glorious beyond his dreams. And even if the circumstances were less than ideal, as long as he could protect her and spend time with her like this, he didn’t ask any more from life.

Mikaela squeezed Aiko in his arms before letting go and untangling his body from hers. He placed the covers over her once more and slipped away from the bed. He got dressed and looked back at her. As Mikaela held her hand, he whispered under his breath, “Sleep well, Aiko.”

And he left his princess before dawn came.

[lovefortorii]

[despair-to-future-arcs]

Do you remember anything else Mahiru?

*takes the flashcard and puts down the next down* So given what we learn, it seems your time at Hope's Peak had you often leave the school to work on your talent but you weren't allow to get a passport, but did you be-friend anyone or had friends?

'Relationships'

...Our teacher didn't allow us to be-friend each other, in fact she'd only allow it if our talent do connect.

And since Hope's Peak often had ask me to take photos of students doing activities or showing off talent, which meant I work with Masa to present that image to the public.

So you help with PR, huh? I see, I also remember that you helped take photos in fashion magazines, wedding ceremonies and profile events, correct?

Yeah I did, I got a lot of assignments and got my name out there during Hope's Peak, in fact the one person I did interact with the most was Taro Kurosaki, the Ultimate Wedding Planner - he mention that he needed help with wedding photos...

And I guess that's how I started my friendship with Hatomi, Ibuki and Mikan...

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...

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Date: April 1st, 2010

So I can't get a passport, that's... really disappointed, I really need one, what to do now?

???: Ah yes, there you are! Perfect, so perfect!

*As then Mahiru got approach by a boy with blue hair*

Excuse me but are you Mahiru Koizumi by any chance?

Uh yeah, I am and who might you be? Are you an ultimate too?

Well of course I am, you may call me Taro Kurosaki, I am the Ultimate Wedding Planner and I've heard quite a bit about you, my dear! In fact the one that captures the moment is what I needed of course.

You have now...? Well it's nice to meet you, well I mean I am the Ultimate Photographer so... (He seems a bit wordy, huh?)

Oh... did I overwhelm you...

Apologies for that, when I heard from Masa that you had arrive - I had to come to find you and speak with you, especially hearing of your photography skills.

And I figure I ask if you can cooperate with me in regards to wedding photos?

Wedding photos? I did remember taking photos for my school's yearbook - I never really took photos of weddings before...

Are you... sure you want me to do that? Shouldn't you ask someone else?

I think so - after all, I can tell you have potential for great things you just have to believe in yourself so how about it?

Well...

???: GYAAAAAH, MY SHIIIRT YOU SPILL ON MY SHIRT YOU OAF!

Wh-What...? What just happen!

It sounds like some yelling we better see! *the duo rush over and finds what looks to be 4 people*

M-My top, you to-totally wrecked my tooop!

Seriously do you have 2 left feet or something, do you watch where your going!

Lo-Look I'm sorry, I was...I mean... I was just walking by and this guy bumped into me!

He-Hey c'mon, don't throw me under the bus dude!

You bumped into me with those dance moves, you should be apologizing!

DOES IT MATTER WHO'S AT FAULT; MY DAMN TOP IS RUIN BECAUSE YOU BUMP INTO ME AND MADE ME SPILL COFFEE!!! DO YOU DAMN REALIZE HOW HARD IT IS TO REMOVE COFFEE?!

Pl-Please stop fiiighting...this is just the first daaaaay!

I think we are missing context here...

Sounds like we are...

[aikolibrary]

Fault of a profecy

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THIS CONTAINS SPOLIERS OF FONTAINE ARCHON QUEST DONT READ IT IF YOU DON COMPLETED THAT PLEASE.

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It was becoming real and you could tell, you shouldn't even be afraid, because you weren't of Fontaine's but there you were scared, scared for him, the man you loved with your heart and soul, he was of Fontaine and that only meant that he was going to die; but the prophecy says that only the archon will remain, right? And you weren't an archon so you would die too right? because at the end of the day that's how things were told and it made sense while Fontaine's people would dissolve, the foreigners would drown then there would be no one left but her, or at least it was the only conclusion you could draw from what you had heard.

And you hated that things had to be like this, you didn't want to die and you didn't want him or his brothers to die either, they were all still a little young! Why would they have to go through something like that? , you wished that at least there was a solution for this, that at least he, his brothers and you were in your nation and then at least they would survive and could live their lives happily, or that as the last option the archon would find a solution even if it were at the last second and that the prophecy would then not happen and everything would be fine; but you know that that was not going to happen, because there were no signs of any of the three solutions, for the moment you could only see from the balcony of your house how the water level began to rise, too deep in your thoughts to notice that some arms were hugging you around your waist, it was him, logically, he took you out of your thoughts when you heard his kind voice whispering in your ear -Dear, we have to go downstairs, I wouldn't want you to die because the building falls due to the water, besides we can't stay up here forever, we can't leave my brothers waiting.- he said in te most calming tone you could ever hear, how he was this calm about his own death?! does he want to die? You turn to look at him while your eyes became teary, were these really one of the last times you were going to see him? -But I don't want you to die Lyney! Why? Why can't you stay alive?- You said as we began to sob, hugging and burying your head in his chest, while he raised it again with his finger gently taking your chin making you look into those pretty purple eyes -Shhh, Shhh, dont cry my princess, I now its complicated for you, but the least thing I wanna see when I am going to die is you crying, honey, so can you give a small smile my pretty girl?- he told you while he start to wip your tears slowly and with delicacy trying to comfort you, maybe he was the same scared as you but maybe he was trying to stay calm for you so whith that in your mind you took a deep breath and give him a small smile like he asked you -Thats so much better love! Now we have to go down allrithg? The sunsent its to pretty to not been seen, so come on, my life, lets go- he said while he took your hand leading you downstairs to his death, soon you were whit him and his brothers in the floor just watching how the water started to increase while the sun was going down, the ambient was not the best; they were people screamed and crying on all the placed and they have their reasons obviously but at least you were whit him.

-You know something, dear?, you are gonna be the love of my life literally love - he said at the same te that he hold your hand tightly, suddenly and when he felt that the water was starting to get on the flor that you two were, he move to be in front of you, sttil holding yours hands but now taking them to his chest and placing his forehead on yours, making your noses almost collide; seeing you with affection but at the same time with sadness that this would end like this -Can you promise me something my Lady?, you know how to swim rithg?, so when the water is gonne your are won a swim out of here, at least try to please Dolly, I dont want you to die okay?- he told you with a small tone of worry, you could only nod your head while you closed your eyes trying not to cry again, you knew that the end was near so you had to prepare for the same.

It didn't take long like that, he was still holding on to you and you to him but soon you felt him disappear from your hands, how he ceased to exist; You opened your eyes curious to know if he was still there and in fact there was still a part of him, he was crying but he had a smile on his face "I love you, my everything" was what you could vaguely hear from him before he was nothing more than water in your hands, and then, he was gone, you knew that was where you should swim because you had promised him but you were too sad for that, so without being able to do much and with tears in your eyes you let the water take you too.

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Ta-da! There it is my bad attemp to do angst, I dont know but if remember and understand on the correcto the way the prophecy actually lyney in here just become and oceanid while you just died so (っ- ‸ - ς)

Anyways the banner is mine again sorry it is ugly

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[6o0uls]

#02

Beauty, love. all are subjective. observed by outsiders trying to understand that which is far from our sensitivity as humans. That is why we fail.

We fail to love ourselves, we fail to accept and appreciate ourselves as we are, and that is how we lead our present life: alone and helpless.

Being a woman is a constant cruel epiphany. Suffering everywhere, aberration to our reflection and unhealthy comparisons that you can only succumb to. why do we do this to ourselves? We are desperate. In my opinion, an accurate metaphor for female reality today is a butterfly, but in a twisted way.

The butterfly escapes, it is gorgeous each one in its perfect splendor catching the attention of any passerby. Until it can escape no more because some tyrant caught it, and has it on display, flaunting its beauty. until it gets bored, and shakes the jar. shakes and shakes, until it kills it. the butterfly explodes and leaves a beautiful bloody mess.

Like every woman after the person she swore to love gets bored and tortures her to her emotional death, until she doesn't know herself anymore.

And it's ironic at the same time, because it's not the lover's fault, it's yours, mine, all of us. we judge our butterfly until she couldn't take it anymore, and only taking into account her empty beauty.

[knifvd]

ok i eep . plot with me or i'll cry :3

[lamponellatempesta]

Mayblade 2023 Day 1: The Past

Heyo people Mayblade it's finally here and this year I wanna try to join and do many prompts! I'll use the prompts to finally share and let my OC's from my Next Bey Generation AU known to the world! Hope will enjoy you all! (Also thanks to @gingericywolf for being my revision reader and correct all my works for this month, because my English sucks, really thank you buddy♥️)

Now enjoy the little story of today!

In the silent house the only thing you could hear was the rustle of photo album pages turning  and three kids' voices, commenting on the various shots contained in it. You could hear the oldest, telling the little ones the story behind the various memories contained in the album; a radiant smile while describing the picture of his parents' wedding; the long black hair tied in the usual tail waving in the wind, his shy smile that day was shining, the beautiful red suit with meticulous details that made it perfect. "If you had longer hair, you’d be even more like Papa Rei, little brother!" says the oldest, ruffling the hair of the mumbling brother, who however hints at a smile before answering "Just that I’m not as good as him, Aiko, dear sister, and fortunately!" "Alex! Come on!". While the two older ones engaged in a small spat with jokes and sarcasm, the youngest of the three was lost looking at the details of the other person in the photo, of the white dress, of the make-up that did nothing but illuminate the bright smile as she squeezed her beloved’s hands and looked him in the eyes; one could see tears of happiness ready to explode. You could feel the happiness coming out of that shot, and the little girl wanted so much to have a love similar to that of her parents and smiled even more exclaiming, interrupting the argument of the other two, "I am instead just like Dad JD!!! Look at this!" And while the other two were looking at her, Juliet tried to smile like her father in the photo and the other two couldn’t help but smile back, "You’re dad JD, but with the personality of Papa Rei eheh." Juliet stuck her tongue out at him and then they all laughed together. 

Alex heard the sound of more laughter coming from outside and, raising his head to check, he saw his parents. Rei was splashing JD with the water pipe that he had probably taken with the intent to water the garden and instead ended up probably getting revenge for a prank made by JD. "Look at those two, sisters, they look like two children eheh," said Alex to get the sisters' attention "Awww, our parents love each other so much!! Did they do that when we were little Aiko?" Juliet asked. "They are just two idiots, they have never changed, Juliet, on the contrary, they get worse and worse" Aiko replied with a loud laugh and then yelling at the two adults "YOU TWO ARE OLD, YOU WILL GET RHEUMATISM IF YOU KEEP SOAKING YOURSELVES LIKE THAT!"

The girl’s words got to Rei’s ears, who turned to look at her with a mockingly offended look and a defiant smile "Why don’t you come here and stop me then! I’m innocent! It’s your dad who’s guilty!" JD made one of his usual dramatic faces and then said, "I’m not guilty of anything!! It was an innocent prank, yes yes." 

Alex raised an eyebrow "Sure dad, the devil is definitely more innocent than you." Rei turned to stare at JD, who had a shocked look. "Alex!! Oh come on!! Do not tell me that you are all on the side of pa..." He couldn’t finish the sentence that he heard Rei’s scream as he was being hit by Aiko with a new jet from a water gun, with an evil smile on his face he cheered. "AHHHHH GOOD JOB DARLING AHAHAH!"

But soon JD and Aiko were also drenched, by Alex and Juliet who had reached the fray. "Now we’re even and it’s war!" He shouted a combative and happy Rei and soon everything was just a great chaos of water, laughter and war of water guns.

The album left open on the sofa, was moved by a gust of wind that turned the page, stopping on a family portrait from years ago, when the three teenagers were just children, hugging their parents, who smiled radiantly holding them close to them, and a goat jumped at their feet, with an text next to it, "The Kon’s family", two hearts around and more phrases "Time may pass, but our family remains a force, you are everything." written by JD and "I thank life for allowing me to be happy, you make me happy, you are gold. Now and forever" written by Rei. And it was true, time had passed, that picture was past, but they were still there, in the present with the same energy and joy. The past is already in the albums, now it’s time to capture the present. And the Kon family will still have plenty to tell.

[trulyaiko]

hello! can I ask for a 97 with kazuha and aether? please and thank you!! ^^

summary ♡ looks like someone's in a dirty mood..

warnings ♡ 18+ content, swearing, hints of sex, swearing, hints of praise kink in kazuha's part, pet names, hints of raiden shogun act II

gender of reader ♡ gender neutral (no pronouns mentioned)

selected au ♡ canon

word count ♡ 0.5k

prompt ♡ “you know I’m holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter, don’t push your luck.”

❛ [ kazuha ] ❜

in inazuma, where the electro archon was finally at peace, were you and kazuha.

you were cooking fish (freshly caught from a friend of yours) for your husband kazuha. it was hot in inazuma today so you were wearing just your sando bra and shorts. while cooking, you felt arms slither around your waist. "zuha," a nickname you gave kazuha. "what do you need?" you spoke as you used one of your hands to pat his head gently.

"why are you wearing that?" kazuha pointed out your outfit. "it's hot in inazuma, zuha." you replied to his question, grabbing a plate to get out the fish from the pan.

kazuha whispered submissively in your ear: "you look hot in that outfit, though, you would be even hotter if you didn't have any clothes on."

your face flushed all shades of red due to kazuha. the fuck did he just say? and the tone? might as well pass out.

you were speechless at what kazuha said, so he teased you a bit more.

“you know i’m holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter, don’t push your luck.” kazuha whispered in your ear.

that pushed your thoughts to the back of your head. you looked at him surprisingly.

he was never like this. he never would tease you like this.

your face was red. like really really red. it was embarrassing, for you that is. kazuha's having way too much fun teasing you.

"don't worry y/n, i'll make sure to praise you for being the good girl you are~" kazuha whispered, slowly removing your bra as you removed his shirt.

❛ [ aether ] ❜

in mondstadt, you were cooking your specialty, invigorating kitty meal, for you and your husband, aether - to share for dinner.

while cooking, you heard footsteps coming from upstairs. knowing who it is, you decided to do a small prank on him! let's see what is his reaction to you ignoring everything he says..

"y/n~!" aether said in a happy voice, as if he just saw something that excited him.

you ignored him.

"y/nnnnn, i know you can hear me." aether said looking at you with happy wide eyes.

you just focused on cooking. this was all falling to plan..

"y/n?" aether said, his eyes slowly becoming smaller again. aether was confused that's for sure, i mean- he does deserve this. he literally didn't give you anything when he went to liyue for his expedition!

"y/n." he spoke in a serious tone, desperate for attention.

you kept ignoring him.

aether's eyes became sly, slowly removing the pan with some extra food you were cooking to go well with the invigorating kitty meal.

he sighed. forcing your head to look at him directly.

you stared down on the floor.

“you know i’m holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter, don’t push your luck.” you gulped at what he said.

"still not going to look at me? i'll give you five seconds or you know what the fuck is going to happen."

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[akilice]

Of monsters and men: Oc snippet; Aiko Akina

"Nosaru! Nosaru, wake up!" Nosaru felt a hand clutching hers, the contact was burning her. She was cold. Was this how it felt for her friend? Was this how it felt for her mother? Was dying really this painful? She was scared… But… She pushed Yuki out of the way. She managed to save one person. She hoped he wouldn't feel guilty about this. Her body had gone numb. "Nosaru!" Despite her eyelids feeling so heavy, she still managed to open her eyes. "Oh, thank God! Stay with me, okay?" "Aiko…?" "It's me! Just stay put, I brought the medecine I've been working on! It will heal you!" Aiko's desperate voice broke her heart. Her sister's face was wet from tears, and Nosaru had never seen her like this, not even at their mother's funeral.

The hand that used to keep hers steady, was now shaking. "Please work…" Aiko let out a shaky breath as she helped Nosaru drink the potion. "It tastes awful…" Nosaru commented. Despite being fatally wounded, she was still bothered by something so trivial. "That's not very nice. I worked hard on that, you know?" Aiko laughed, but to Nosaru's ears, it sounded more like a sob. "I'm sorry, for always causing you so much trouble." "It's fine! It's fine, so just rest for now, your wounds will heal…" Aiko hugged her, unfazed by the fact that her clothes will become drenched in blood. She failed her so many times. Aiko has always pretended to know what she was doing. She acted like everything was fine, like giving her father all the space he needed would solve things. She acted like her research will magically fix everything. It didn't. Nothing was fixed. Not one thing.

"There you are." The distorted voice of the monster echoed in the hallway. "That worthless demon left you and ran off on her own? That makes things easier for me." Aiko looked up, expecting to see the illusionist, but her eyes widened in horror when she was met by none other than her mother. So that's how it is. "I was wondering how worthless scum like you managed to win against Nosaru." Aiko's eyes darkened as she gently put down her sister. She stood up, feeling her blood boiling. Her heart was racing, not out of fear, but out of rage. "You used that face against her." "She couldn't move at all! Even though she knew it was an illusion, she froze in fear!" To hear his laugh using her mother's voice made her bite her lip. "Now it's your turn to-" She didn't let him finish as she blasted a ray of energy towards him. He scowled and dodged, going back to his deformed form. "What is that?! You would kill your own mother?!" He was blasted again. Aiko's hand pointed towards him as she stood protectively in front of Nosaru. Her eye shone as her vision turned into multiple statistiques of her enemy.

"My mother is dead." She stated. "Your tricks won't work on me." He scowled, and extended his arm towards her, only for her to shoot his shoulder, rendering him immobile. "My powers aren't made for fighting, but I can see every weak point in your body." She explained as she shot him again, making him scream in pain."I can kill anyone in a matter of seconds, because no one understands the flow of a soul better than me." "You're bluffing! If you're anything like your sister you wouldn't-" He got shot through three different points of his body, knees and elbows, and finally his neck. "Am I?" The man struggled as he fell to the floor in pain. The flow of penergy in his body changed course, and began moving in opposite directions. He felt like he might explode. Aiko glared down as he screamed in pain. "Any last words?" "Please…" He begged. "Please don't…" She slammed her foot against his head. "You don't deserve to have any last words, now that I think about it." "All I ever did was for the best of humanity!" He choked and kicked his feet. Not even the dread in his eyes could save him. "You would understand!" "No. Your projects ruined people's lives. Killing and torturing innocents for the sake of 'science' isn't a heroic act." She stepped away and bent down. "Your experiements turned you into this. All because of your stupid inferiority complex." "You're the one siding with a demon! Do you know the true nature of that girl? She was not only a demon, but a hired killer! What makes her better than me?!" "The girl you're speaking of is now doing everything she could to redeem herself. That's why." Aiko turned to walk away. "Whether you see her as a human or a demon, the fact that she is trying to change for the better, should be enough proof for me to put my trust in her."

[mysteriouspuccy]

"love shouldn't be for our keeping"

- jhené aiko (speak, 2020)