#and a little too much t***** s**** but whatever I loved it otherwise

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

Dear Wendy

YA contemporary

two first year students who become friends, bonding over their shared aroace identity and starting a club for aspec students

while unknowingly engaging in a petty war with their anonymous relationship advice instagrams

friendship, navigating potential futures and entering adult life, and exploring QPOC experiences

[rickysvxr]

nsfw a to z - ricky

warning - just smut, ricky x f!reader

MDNI MDNI MDNI MDNI MDNI

a - aftercare

ricky's the sweetest when it comes to aftercare. he would immediately turn into lovelicky :(( he would ask you if you're alright and if he didn't hurt you too much. he would definitely clean you both and make some food. if you prefer sleeping - he would cuddle you to sleep and sing for you.

b - boobs

ricky's a boob guy - you can't tell me otherwise. when he sleeps he's cuddled into your boobs. he really likes squeezing them. while you ride him he likes sucking on your nipples and leave some hickeys.

c - cum

he would cum into your pussy unless you don't want him to. ricky wants you to be comfortable with anything he's doing. also he's really into cumming into your mouth or on your face.

d - daddy kink

he will definitely make you call him daddy. or maybe sir??? he'd be so into roleplay. he'd call you his little kitten or something. call him daddy and he'd immediately get hard.

e - experience

you both weren't really experienced but ricky knew what to do to make you feel the best. he's open to trying new things.

f - fingering

he'd finger you while you're visiting your family.. he's such a bitch and he knows that. he's also into fingering you when you're studying/working. he really needs your attention :((

g - gagging

he knows you can't take his whole dick to your mouth so he won't force you to anything and he would try not to hurt you. if he would - he'd do it unintentionally.

h - hickeys

for him - he likes leaving them on your boobs or tights so places that only him (and you) can see. you like giving him hickeys on his neck (right on his tattoo 🙈).

i - intimacy

when it comes to real sex he'd like to do it in your bedroom so you both have that private place. but he would also fuck you in the backseat of his car.

j - jerk off

he would definitely send you videos of him jerking off. he would tie a little ribbon on his dick :((

k - kinks

overstimulation, praise kink, daddy kink, pet names (idk if it counts), scratching, roleplay.

l - locations

bedroom, his car, couch, floor.

m - making out

ricky likes to make out late at night when he wakes you up just to make out with you :(( you'd be so sleepy but he loves it so much.

n - no's

he definitely wouldn't force you to anything. ricky wouldn't like to make you cry :( but besides that he's open to anything that you want to try.

o - orgasms

ricky would cum A LOT. it doesn't matter how you make him do that - he would cum a lot. he does at least 3 or 4 rounds (it's minimum for him btw).

p - pet names

baby, darling, sweetheart, my kitten, good girl, princess, sweetie, cutie, slut.

q - quickie

he'd be so into quickies. like before his performance? he would really love it. but still he likes to take his time with you.

r - relationship

in the bedroom - he's really wild and hot. he'd be the bitchest bitch to ever bitch. still he would give you whatever you want (he likes teasing a lot tho).

outside the bedroom - he turns into lovelicky. he's the sweetest person on the earth and you want him to know that! you both love when you're babying him. just give this man some attention and he'd be the happiest person in the world.

s - stamina

as i said before - ricky would do 3 or 4 rounds with you and it's his minimum! he would literally fuck you all day if you both could 😭 he still makes sure he's not hurting you or something. he always asks you if you want to go for an another round.

t - toys

vibrator and that's it. he doesn't like when something other than him is making you feel good. and he lets you know that.

u - unfair

he would make you cum every time. he doesn't like leaving you unsatisfied - it just hurts him. he's into teasing but he'd definitely make you cum before he's done.

v - volume

he likes when you moan so loud - it's music to his ears. he would groan and sometimes even moan. but don't expect it from him unless you're on top.

w - i can't think of any, sorry 😭

x - x-ray

he's BIG. and he knows that. (still he fits perfectly into your pussy).

y - i can't think of any!!!

z - zzz...

he won't fall asleep before you. he always makes sure that you're sleeping, then he would go to sleep. (he's so sweet i can't 😭).

[diagonal-queen]

Can I request HCs with Jouno with a very quiet reader whose love language is physical touch? Ignore this if you don't want to and take your time (:

Jouno with a quiet and touchy S/O

♡ pairing: Jouno Saigiku x gn!Reader

♡ synopsis: Quiet and touchy you dates calm and (dis)agreeable Jouno Saigiku.

♡ wc: 729

♡ cw: Teensy tiny bit of NSFW but nothing too bad (Jouno gets a BONER!!!??!!!?????!???)

note: I've decided to try switching up the post formatting a little from here on out- just trying to make it a little nicer on the eyes. Please leave feedback if you guys like it or not!! Apologies for errors and I hope you enjoy x

First of all, Jouno doesn't have an issue with you being quiet or being touchy

Even if you don't talk/make much noise he can listen to your heartbeat, the rustling of your hair, your breathing et cetera to tell how you're feeling and if you're nearby

He loves holding your hand and he runs his thumb over your knuckles <3

After a long day of work his favourite thing to do is come home and collapse into your warm, open arms

He says otherwise, but he actually prefers when he gets to lay on top of your chest so he can listen to your heartbeat. Also tits but yk

If you talk to him but not to others very often it makes him feel special. It also makes him feel very protective over you because he knows how much trust you have in him

(Even if you're fully capable of protecting yourself, or you do self-defence or you're just large or whatever. This man will make it his mission to keep you safe you have no choice sry)

Jouno loves to watch movies with you, especially horror movies, for a few reasons. He knows that you like movies since there's no need to talk during them, and he likes the way your heartbeat speeds up and you cling to his side when you get scared (I want to make a 'Don't Breathe' joke but I can't think of one lmao)

He likes talking to you because you're a good listener, and when I say 'talking' I just mean complaining about Tecchou because...duh. But he also really loves when you talk to him a lot because it makes him feel trusted, and he likes learning more about you

For real though he would probably prefer that you did get along with Tecchou, because you being friends with him might mean he'll annoy Jouno less. Maybe.

A lot of the time when you guys hang out you don't really even need to speak to each other. Y'know when you hang out with someone you love and you can just spend time with each other without having to talk and it's not awkward or anything? It's like that with him

He can sense your relaxation and happiness when you're with him and he loves it so much

He really likes to fluster you

I mean really likes to fluster you. He loves to tease you and make you blush, mostly in private, but in public if necessary (maybe another person tries to rizz you up and he sees this and just thinks 'absolutely not')

Like he'll call you all kinds of pet names (mostly stuff like 'darling' or 'my love'), put his arm around your waist, whisper flirtatious things into your ear, stuff like that

He would also never admit this but he especially loves when you do it back to him out of nowhere. When you suddenly gain confidence and take his chin in your fingers, run your thumb over his lip and purr something to him??

Even he can't stop the blood visibly rushing to his cheeks

and his cock lowkey

Y'all massage each other!! Jouno loves them because let's face it he really needs one, and he loves giving them to you because he likes helping you relax, and it also shows him the scope of your trust in him (he really values this)

You guys have a lot of at-home dates, but when you do go out you do cute things like eat at cafes and go for walks. You and he like to pet all the doggos/kittys you see (if you're not allergic obvs!)

He bought you a promise ring. You wear it every day and he couldn't be happier

If your love language is physical touch then his is probably gift giving or quality time. Since he doesn't have that much time to spend with you he tries to make up for it by treating you to things he thinks you would like (he's kind of a sugar daddy)

He especially likes buying you new clothes and seeing your excitement when you try them on and show them to him- he knows you look great, but more importantly he knows you're happy

If you're a soft-spoken or quiet person Jouno is seriously the guy for you. Plus, even the strongest soldiers need hugs :')

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[gunnerfc]

Caitlin Foord NSFW Alphabet (18+, minors DNI!)

A: Aftercare

So attentive!! will repeatedly ask if you’re okay or if you need something afterwards

B: Body Part (their favorite body part of themselves and their partner)

Caitlin’s favorite body part is her hands for obvious reasons but also because she loves holding you tightly and loves seeing small bruise-like marks on your skin (mainly your hips)

Her favorite body part of yours is your neck, Caitlin loves seeing your neck covered in deep marks that clearly show that you aren’t available, plus she finds it funny when you “get upset” the next morning that you have so much to cover up

C: Cum (anything to do with cum)

Will 100% pull you into a kiss after going down on you

D: Dirty Secret 

Is open to a threesome as long as you are too

E: Experience (Are they experienced? Do they know what they are doing?) 

She’s experienced and it shows

F: Favorite Position 

You bent over some surface in your apartment or, you sitting on her face

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous?)

A little giggly if you two have been out drinking with the team but otherwise Caitlin is solely focused on you and your body to make sure you are enjoying it

I: Intimacy (How intimate are they during the moment?)

Caitlin is very intimate, she only wants you to enjoy whatever it is you’re doing and will stop or change something if you aren’t

J: Jack off (Masturbation HC) 

It normally only happens when you two are away since you live together in London but both of you don’t enjoy near as much as when it’s the other person making you cum

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks) 

Marking, Caitlin sees it as a way to keep people from flirting with you and if people still do then she’ll just have to add more wherever she can

L: Location (Favorite place to have sex)

Anywhere in your apartment but hotels during away camps or the showers in the locker room works too

M: Motivation (What turns them on?) 

Hearing you praise her, especially if it’s on the pitch or training pitch/gym

N: No (Something they wouldn't do)

She hates seeing you in pain so anything that could really hurt you is a no-go

O: Oral (Preference on giving or receiving)

Definitely prefers giving but she really enjoys being on the receiving end as well

P: Pace (Fast & Rough? Slow & Sensual?) 

A mixture, it can be fast but sensual most times but if she’s jealous of someone flirting with you, it changes to fast and rough

Q: Quickie (Thoughts on quickies) 

They happen here and there, usually right after a good game in the showers because neither of you can wait till you get home

Even though sex still always happens once you two get home

R: Risk (Are they open to experimenting) 

She is if you are!

S: Stamina (How many rounds) 

Caitlin can go for many rounds, regardless of the length

T: Toys 

Has a strap that gets used every time plus a vibrator she likes to tease and edge you with

U: Unfair (Do they like the tease)

Most definitely, and she has an annoyingly attractive smirk on her face the entire time

V: Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make) 

Caitlin’s not the loudest, her moans are a lot lower than yours

W: Wild Card (Random HC)

You get teased relentlessly by your teammates the next day at practice when they see how covered your neck is and Caitlin is normally sitting and watching with a smug look on her face

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Pretty high, if the two of you could spend all your free time in the bedroom, you would

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Caitlin only falls asleep after you do and after she knows you’re good

[benkeibear]

☰ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭

⧫ Character: Rindou

⧫ Reader: genderneutral | AFAB

⧫ WARNINGS: Dom!reader most Parts, sub!reader for Letter W, mentions of toys

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

ꕤ He’s very sappy after it

ꕤ Needs to be held and to hold you, so expect lots of cuddles after

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

ꕤ his legs! Likes that He can bend himself in various positions

ꕤ on you He likes your chest. He’s addicted to cupping your boobs and sucking on your nipples

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

ꕤ on your chest if you let him

ꕤ prefers not to release inside of you because even if you’re taking the pill or whatever He’s too anxious about a pregnancy

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

ꕤ He would love to share you with Ran just to see you fall apart on his brothers cock and how He can boast about you being all his

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

ꕤ Not really experienced. Had his first time but not much more than that

ꕤ Most women go for his brother because they think Rin is still little Rinnie, Baby of the family and all

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

ꕤ plain old missionary or you on top

ꕤ any position where he can see or touch your boobs really

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

ꕤ a few nervous laughs here and there

ꕤ a bit playful while exploring each others bodies, always smiling

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

ꕤ He keeps it neatly trimmed or shaves it off

ꕤ you don’t see much since it’s cute blonde hairs

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

ꕤ he’s so sappy!!

ꕤ wants you close, hold you, feel you, look at you, wants you to take care of him

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

ꕤ not that much. He used to do it sometimes

ꕤ Now He would much rather have the actual thing because you know exactly what He likes

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

ꕤ MOMMY KINK! And pet play, with him being your precious pet

ꕤ He is very interested in the idea of cuckolding? He’s just too shy to ask

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

ꕤ his brothers bedroom. Why? He doesn’t know either but it’s thrilling

ꕤ everywhere in your apartment so he can live out his kinks without shame

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

ꕤ When you boss him around, tell him what to do and He gets hard so fast it’s embarrassing

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

ꕤ Anything with feet.

ꕤ Poor guy has a footphobia

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

ꕤ giving, giving, giving! He lives for pleasing you, gets off himself just from the way you taste

ꕤ likes to receive aswell but only if your pussy is in his face

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

ꕤ he’s normally rather slow

ꕤ if you teased him enough He can become quite desperate, snapping his hips up into you in a fast pace

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

ꕤ only if it’s about you

ꕤ Slips his hand / face between your legs at every chance He gets

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

ꕤ Ehh, depends. He wouldn’t want people, that aren’t his brother or close friends to catch you

ꕤ otherwise He wants to try out everything from A-Z

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

ꕤ He can go 3-4 rounds but the first is the longest

ꕤ once He came he’s so sensitive, it doesn’t need a lot to get him over the edge again

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

ꕤ He doesn‘t own any toys himself but likes it if you use yours

ꕤ hold your vibrator to his tip or the rim of his puckered hole and he’s a whining mess

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

ꕤ He doesn’t tease you at all, gets off from your orgasms so he rather overstimulates

ꕤ but he’s very into being teased, especially if you use your toys

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

ꕤ at your place he’s very vocal, otherwise He suppresses it

ꕤ soft whines, high pitched moans and your name falling off his tongue like a prayer when He cums

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

ꕤ sometimes after fights or getting teased by his brother He just wants to bed you over and treat you like a cheap whore

ꕤ a whole other side comes out, a very cruel one

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

ꕤ not the biggest or most girthy one with 5,5 inches but he definitely knows how to use them

ꕤ he’s uncut and has a very sensitive tip, always leaking pre-cum when he’s aroused

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

ꕤ not that high

ꕤ maybe wants it 1-2 times a week

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

ꕤ if you made him cum more than twice he’s very sleepy, falling asleep before cleaning up while he’s cuddling you

[noellefan101]

Baby Sitting Is Not Always Easy

Characters: Klee, Qiqi, Sayu

Summary: you were asked to baby sit them, how did it go?

Warnings: fully platonic!!, not romantic, reader is not the traveler, bombs(klee), maybe ooc

Note: i wanted to do smt for the kids, so here i am. if you think of them romantically, get out of here, pls. (Man I hate writer's block, I have litterlly no ideas for anything) updated with: wtf this is so long ago im finally f*cking done, luv you

Klee

You were so kindly asked by Jean and Albedo to babysit Klee for a few days/you don´t know if you regret that or not/since it was a busy time for the nights, and you were their best option that weren´t too busy.

you didn´t do much the first day, other than trying to get Klee to not bomb something. and then getting her to play small games all day instead, so you played hide and seek for at least a few hours. in the middle of a game of hide and seek she got a little distracted with some crystal flies in the area, and started trying to catch some for you. she eventually caught one and showed it to you, and then made you get down to her level so she could put it in your hair.

What she enjoyed the most: she mostly enjoyed it when you let her bomb something, even though it was just a ruin guard(it was away from people, and couldn´t harm anything). and she also loved to make glitter bombs with you, though now there´s glitter all over you both.

"If big brother albedo and all the other nights are busy again, could big sibling y/n come and babysit Klee again" that´s what she asked you on the way home, with her best puppy eyes i might add.

Qiqi

It was really hectic in the pharmacy, so Baizhu kindly asked you to look after Qiqi for a day or two, since they were all busy and also didn't want Qiqi to work too much. Although she wanted to help.

What she enjoyed the most: she really liked when you helped her gather some flowers for Baizhu. she wasn´t asked to do it, but she overheard some of the workers there needing some more flowers for someone's medicine, so she wanted to help out. but of course, she was under your watch, so you helped her get them.

She got distracted a few times, by finces, pretty flowers/veiws, and ofc Yao Yao, speaking of Yao Yao, she joined you both half way since she had also went flower collecting, as she wanted to make a flower crown for granny. and she was helpfull for sure, especially with keeping Qiqi occupied and not getting distracted as often. she had to leave at some point though, so you helped Qiqi say goodbye and get the last few flowers before carrying her back to the pharmacy.

When you got back Qiqi was about half asleep, and was even worse at remembering things, but it was fine, and you would totally do it again.

"if Baizhu is... uhm extra busy again can you... look after Qiqi again?" she asked just after you had gone collecting flowers with her how is a zombie that fucking adorable.

Sayu

you were asked by the Kamisato siblings, and Guuji Yae herself, to babysit Sayu for them. of course you accepted the task (otherwise you wouldn´t be here, duh) and were told to pick her up the next morning. as they were all going to be busy with preparing for a festival that's coming up, as well as with the rest of the shrine.

the first day was rather normal, for her at least. she slept through almost all of it, while you just carried her around, and did some other tasks you also had to do that day.

the second day was the most interesting, in your words. maybe it was the fact that she had to do some training. or maybe it was you cooking for her, cooking whatever she wanted. but she loved the food you cooked for her, and even wanted to try herself. so you taught her how to cook some basic recipes of your own, she was pretty good at it, but was very tired after the first two. so you put her to sleep for a few hours, and then you could continue after if she wanted.

What she enjoyed the most: the thing she enjoyed the most was(ofc)sleeping, on your lap to be specific. she normally sleeps a lot but it just felt better on your lap that day, especially because nobody could come and annoy her about work.

"y/n? can you come and babysit me again? i would love to sleep like this again" she asked while half asleep in your lap.

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[weirdmarioenemies]

Name: Shy Guy (Pastry Chef)

Debut: Mario Kart Tour

I love Shy Guy :]

I love sweets and treats! I love baked goods! I even like to make them sometimes!

So a Shy Guy, wearing a chef hat, creator of pastries? This is a Kin Emergency over here!

This is such a perfect character and appeals to me so much that I’m even willing to look past the fact that he’s French-coded!

Cooking is one thing, baking is another, and pastry-making is an intensely delicate science! But we can clearly see that Shy Guy (Pastry Chef) is a master of the craft! Just churning out treats with reckless abandon! You know they’re good because good food is guaranteed to make a woman close her eyes and smile while putting her hand on her cheek. After every single bite! I can’t tell exactly what every pastry on display is, but those certain ones in the wobbly stack in Shy Guy’s right hand... could they be flans? How I hope so!

Shy Guy (Pastry Chef) takes great care to ensure that no hairs or dandruff or scales or whatever covers a Shy Guy’s scalp will end up in your food. He is wearing three whole articles of clothing on his head! That’s so difficult to do without the hat falling off! However, the big ol’ eye holes of his mask do mean that Eyes could potentially fall in your pristine tarts. But with such a prestigious fellow as this, that would be an honor!

The delight keeps on coming because Shy Guy (Pastry Chef)’s signature kart is the Carrot Cart! I love this so much! You know I love Carrot Aesthetic! A carrot is not what I would have chosen for a pastry chef (I would have chosen a rabbit, so good thing Nabbit shares this signature vehicle) but it can represent carrot cake, and of course that little frosting carrot they always put on top of it! I bet Shy Guy (Pastry Chef) is SO good at drawing a carrot out of frosting. It would look so much like a real carrot that you would bite into it expecting it to crunch and hurt your teeth. In a good way though.

Our patissier pal is not the first Shy Guy chef we have seen in the Mario franchise, though he is the most lovingly crafted! In Mario Party 8, Shy Guy’s Perplex Express has chef Shy Guys in the train’s kitchen, who are simply regular Shy Guys with hats. They stand on crates to reach the counter, which is cute, but also sad, since this train was evidently made for humans and not Shy Guys... hopefully someday the hardworking crew will be able to make the kitchen more accessible! Also the heat vent can suck people onto the roof, and that’s pretty dangerous.

I don’t think there is any chance of Shy Guy (Pastry Chef) being made playable in Mario Kart 8 Deluxe, but I think he should appear as one of the Shy Guys in cars in Coconut Mall. He came because he heard they were doing Donuts!

If you don’t feel worthy of playing as Shy Guy (Pastry Chef), that’s okay! It is important to be yourself. And with the Pastry Chef Mii Racing Suit, You, yes, You, can be his apprentice! This is one of the few racing suits not based on something ubiquitous from the Mario series, and I think that is wonderful, because it means they love Shy Guy (Pastry Chef) that much, or at least they love the concept of Pastry Chefs. I love both! Anyway, the chef hat of this outfit is a rigid helmet and that delights me.

Just as each driver in Tour has favored courses, so do Mii Racing Suits! That’s right, when you wear one of these, you are not yourself! What YOU want does not matter anymore, and you are at the mercy of your fashionable and practical outfit. Would you put on such a racing suit, knowing it would warp your mind, making you drawn hopelessly to the likes of Paris Promenade 2 R/T Version, even if you would not think much of the course otherwise?

Mii Racing Suits are scary! The helmets control your mind and zap your brain if you try to resist! The suits move your limbs for you! Have to go to the bathroom? Too bad! Your suit has other plans, you’re going to Donut Plains 2 and you’re going to like it! Have fun in the Mii Tour coming soon to Mario Kart Tour.

[blog-name-idk]

Mold a Pretty Lie | 08

Pairing: professor!Jin x Fem undergrad!Reader

Genre: College!AU, Unhealthy relationships, toxic relationships, virgin reader, eventual yandere, eventual smut

Summary: They say love is like a garden that requires regular care and attention. Kim Seokjin, your kind and handsome professor, is more than happy to cultivate the vines that bind his heart to yours.

Word Count: 6746

Rating: 18+

AN: TY to my beloved @matchy6812 and @madbutgloriouspond (whom this fic is FOR 💜💜💜) for beta-ing and general awesomeness and support. Also I T ' S H A P P E N I N G ! ! !

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"This is highly inappropriate," you heard Dr. Kim arguing as you tried to wrap your head around what the concierge had just said. "What about the rooms for my colleague and their student?"

"Unfortunately the university already canceled their reservation," the receptionist replied apologetically after clicking through the computer. "It looks like when their rooms were canceled, they accidentally included a third. We can have a cot put into your room, but otherwise we are completely booked for the conference, along with most of the hotels in the area."

Sharing a room? With your beautiful professor? Who you had kissed and still couldn't stop thinking about despite all common sense telling you to stop? What even was your life right now?

Your chest twisted guiltily as you caught the frown on Dr. Kim's face, killing any of your budding excitement. How could you feel that way when you had already put him in an uncomfortable position? And it would probably look strange or suspect for him if word got out that he shared a room with a female student, no matter how necessary the circumstances.

"Professor," you began, feeling your face warm when he turned to look at you. "I'm fine with whatever you decide. If this is the only option then I promise I'll do my best not to bother you."

Dr. Kim stared at you with an indecipherable expression on his face, his normally friendly gaze so intense you began to twist at your shirt. Did he really despise the idea that much?

"Let me make a few calls first," he finally replied, pulling his phone out and walking a short way away, leaving you standing awkwardly with your carry-on. God, you had really fucked up when you had kissed him. Why did you have to be such an idiot? He obviously didn't believe you wouldn't do something, he was just too kind to tell you to your face.

Feeling morose, you moved out of the way so others could check in, and settled yourself on a couch in view of your professor.

"Can I take your bag, miss?"

You started when a bellboy appeared by your side, a smile on his face as he held his hand out questioningly.

"Oh – thank you, but not quite yet," you answered apologetically, smiling back at him. "We're trying to figure out a mix-up with reservations, we were supposed to have separate rooms."

You meant it as an explanation because you didn't want your professor to look like some opportunistic predator, but for some reason the bellboy's smile brightened.

"It happens sometimes," he agreed, giving you a commiserating look that made you feel a little better about the awkward situation. "Is this your first time in the area?"

"Yeah, me and my professor are here for the conference," you replied, relieved he didn't seem to think anything odd about the situation. He didn't look that much older than you, and you wished the other student was here so you would have had someone else your age to talk to. It really sucked that she had won and couldn't even make it. "There were supposed to be a couple others, but they got sick."

"Well, if you get tired of hanging out with a bunch of old brainiacs I wouldn't mind showing you around."

The offer took you by surprise, and you felt a moment of panic. Was he being friendly or was he hitting on you? Why were you even full of yourself enough to believe he was hitting on you?

"Um, that might be nice," you began cautiously, at a complete loss for what to say. He was kind of cute, and maybe it would be better to spend time away to lower the probability of making an idiot out of yourself again. But he was a total stranger whose name you didn't even know. And what would Dr. Kim think if you left the hotel just to hang out with some random guy after the whole Taehyung thing?

"I believe that couple needs help with their luggage."

You looked up to see that your professor had joined you, and was looking at the bellboy with narrowed eyes and something very near a glare.

"Of course, sir," the bellboy nodded politely before turning back to you. "I'll be working here til four if you end up having time."

With a grin that was now definitely flirtatious, he turned to go back to work, leaving you with your frowning professor. You felt yourself wilting at the disapproval emanating from his form, until he turned to you and his face softened.

"Is everything alright?"

What did that mean? The bellboy hadn't really been bothering you, necessarily. Or was he talking about the rooming situation? Was he concerned that you would neglect the conference to go gallivanting with some stranger? Perhaps he really did just think you were a flighty party girl.

No, he knew you took your work and responsibilities seriously. Hadn't he praised you enough, even offered for you to continue working with him despite all of your embarrassing missteps?

"Um, yes, why wouldn't it be?" you asked tentatively, peeking up to see that Dr. Kim's smile had tightened at your words. Was he annoyed that you might spend time with the nameless bellboy? Or were you just projecting something you wished was the case?

"The keynote speech starts early tomorrow, and the student talks are right after," he finally replied. "I wouldn't suggest staying up too late tonight."

So he did think you might go off with the bellboy. And he wasn't bothered by that, but because he thought it might affect your presentation. Great. Just great.

"Thanks, professor," you said with a sigh, hoping you could somehow change however he saw you to a responsible adult. "I didn't particularly want to spend time with a stranger but I didn't want to be rude."

"Always so considerate," he teased, his face relaxing. To your relief, he smiled at you and held out a hand to help you up. "You're allowed to be selfish too, you know."

You took it, despite not needing the aid. His skin was warm against yours, and he tugged a little harder than you expected, bringing you close. His dark eyes gazed down at you and you stared back, completely bewitched.

"Am I?" you asked a little breathlessly before you could stop yourself, drawn to him as if invisible tendrils were binding your heart onwards. His eyes widened in surprise, and you suddenly came to your senses, letting go and turning to adjust the zipper on your carry-on. "Er, so were you able to figure something out?"

You internally cringed at your obvious behavior and terrible subject change, too embarrassed to look back at Dr. Kim. Why did you keep doing this?

"Unfortunately there aren't any other options," was the unexpected reply. "I hate to ask this of you, but…"

He trailed off and you turned back to look at him in surprise. Dr. Kim was still open to the idea? Even after you had just – whatever you had just done? And he was acting as if it was an imposition on you, letting the two of you pretend you weren't constantly embarrassing yourself. He really was too good to you.

~~~~~

The hotel room was at least decently sized and would fit the promised cot easily, though Seokjin wasn't sure how he would be able to sleep knowing you were right there, so near and yet out of his reach. But the sight of the obnoxious bellboy making eyes at you had him hanging up the phone and striding towards you before anyone even picked up.

And despite your assurances to the contrary, over your shoulder he had seen the bellboy glance your way. He didn't trust the boy not to show up to your room unannounced if he managed to find some alternate accommodation, and well – if sharing meant he'd be able to keep a better eye on you then perhaps that was the best option anyway. Besides, it was already late enough that finding a new place would have taken too long for a decent night's rest.

It would be fine. He was an adult, not some hormonal college kid who couldn't keep it in his pants. He had enough self-control not to take advantage of a student. No matter how captivating you happened to be, or how much you consumed his thoughts.

"Professor, I'm done in the bathroom."

Your quiet voice broke through his inner musings and he looked up, only to wish he hadn't. You were wearing an oversized t-shirt that almost hung off your shoulder, revealing a tempting amount of collarbone. Your bare legs taunted him, and Seokjin wondered whether you were wearing shorts under your shirt.

You had also washed your face, looking so soft and sweet he felt his own ears heating up as he drank you in.

"Thanks, [y/n]. I might shower, so feel free to turn off the lights as long as you keep one of them on so I don't embarrass myself by running into anything."

Seokjin swallowed hard, unable to miss the way your eyes had widened when he said the word shower. Your gaze darted to the bathroom, then back to him with an expression that was slightly hazier than before.

He knew you were still attracted to him. It was obvious in the way your breath quickened when he gave into temptation and let himself touch you with seemingly innocuous gestures, in the way your eyes always sought him out first in a room.

He knew he was to blame. Jin was supposed to know better, to be better, but every time you smiled he found it difficult to care.

Now here the two of you were, alone in a hotel room, protected only by the fraying strands of his self control. He couldn't stop himself from wondering what thoughts were swirling behind those pretty eyes of yours. Were you picturing what it might be like for you to join him?

His pants tightened at the thought of you bare and wet with water rolling down your soft skin, and he suppressed a groan as he tore his eyes away from you and gathered his things. Well fuck, now he really needed a long shower.

Seokjin let himself stand under a blast of cool water, willing himself to calm down and stop thinking of you. Unfortunately his traitorous brain had other plans, tormenting him with the hint of collarbone you had shown, your pretty lips, and the way your eyes had darkened at the thought of him in the shower.

"Fuck," he groaned quietly, wrapping his hand around his hard length as he gave in. Had he locked the door? Did it even matter? What if you came in, clothes already off to slip into the shower with him?

You would probably look uncertain, embarrassed by your boldness, and he would kiss the hesitation off your face until you were soft and yielding in his embrace. You would let out that little sigh he couldn't erase from his mind and wrap your arms around his shoulders while the water ran over the two of you, washing away any evidence of his sins.

What other sounds could he coax out of you? Jin let out a little groan as he pumped harder, haunted by the enticing whimpers and moans he pictured leaving your lips while he explored everything your body had to offer.

And you were such a good girl. You might sink to your knees before him, looking up at him with wide eyes for permission before wrapping your pretty, perfect lips around his cock.

You would struggle with his size, eyes watering as you tried to take him deeper despite gagging on his length. But you would persevere, staring up with him with glassy, determined eyes as you swallowed around him.

"Fuck, fuck," he cursed softly through gritted teeth, feeling his balls begin to tighten. He sped up his pace, hips thrusting into his grip as images of you, perfect and pliant, flooded his mind. "Shit, [y/n]."

As soon as your name left his lips and he came hard, groaning as ropes of thick, white cum swirled down the drain. Along with his pride and dignity. He shuddered in pleasure, panting as he let go of his softening member, and closed his eyes as guilt began to set in.

In the clarity of his release, he let the cool water wash over his burning skin as he stood, dumbfounded and unsure of what to do next. How could he go out there and face you after this? Could he even look you in the eye, knowing that this had really been only the tip of the iceberg of the depraved things he wanted to do to you?

There was a knock on the door and he jumped, heart pounding. You wouldn't… would you? His cock gave a traitorous twitch.

"Professor," you called through the closed door. "I'm going to bed. I'll leave the reading light on for you."

"Okay, good night, [y/n]," he called back, surprised by the steadiness of his voice. At least he wouldn't have to face you until tomorrow morning.

When he finally left the bathroom, already wearing his pajamas, you were nestled under the covers of the cot and fast asleep. He gave a fond, exasperated sigh - the two of you had argued long and hard over who would get the bed, and he assumed he had won. He smiled at your sleeping face, your mouth a little open, almost forgetting his earlier shame in the surge of fondness that filled his chest.

"Sneaky," he murmured appreciatively before moving to the large queen-sized bed and pulling back the covers. He paused, then padded quietly back to your sleeping figure and pulled off your covers gently before his breath hitched. Your shirt had ridden up past your hips, exposing your bellybutton and a mouth-watering expanse of bare skin. You were in fact wearing shorts, not that it made much of a difference considering how tiny they were, and Jin swallowed hard as his eyes roved over your defenseless form. You were so beautiful it hurt, and before he could stop himself he was brushing a stray lock of hair out of your face.

A sleepy little grumble made him freeze, but when you made no other motion or noise he relaxed. As gently as he could, he slid his arms beneath you to pick you up, and you instinctively snuggled into his chest, making his heart jolt.

Your body nestled perfectly against his, and he couldn't resist brushing his nose against your hair to take in the scent of your shampoo. Then he forced himself to deposit you onto the queen bed, resisting the urge to crawl in next to you, and tucked the covers firmly around your sleeping figure.

When he finally burrowed into the sheets of the cramped cot, he stared up at the ceiling, mind racing. The pillow smelled like you, and he breathed in, feeling your scent wrap its sweet tendrils around his heart.

He was so fucked.

~~~~~

You awoke to the sound of two alarms ringing, feeling comfortable. Too comfortable.

Your suspicions were confirmed when you sat up and realized you were in the queen bed. Chagrin warred with embarrassment when you realized he must have carried you into bed, and you felt warmth flood your body at the thought of your professor's arms around you.

Part of you wailed that you had slept through it. Another part of you was relieved, because you weren't sure if your heart could have taken it if you were awake.

You looked over to the cot to see Dr. Kim sprawled out on it, mouth hanging open as his feet almost dangled off the edge, and had to suppress a giggle. He looked almost comical in the cramped space, and he seemed to be wearing a matching pajama set with cute llamas dotting the fabric.

It was disarming to see him looking so silly and casual, a far cry from the polished professor you were used to. You had always seen him as perfect and put together, far out of your league and impossible to reach. But like this he looked so young, and for a moment you let yourself dream.

Still, you weren't going to let him get away with it no matter how cute he looked.

Nodding to yourself, you pushed out of bed and marched over to your professor, reaching forward to gently shake his broad shoulder. He grumbled cutely, a furrow appearing in his brow as he tried to turn away from you.

"Professor," you whisper-shouted, shaking him more insistently as you tried not to laugh. To your surprise, his hand snaked to grab your wrist; he pulled, and you toppled on top of him with a surprised squeak. Strong arms wrapped around you and you instinctively melted into his chest, letting his warmth fill your senses.

Then you realized what you were doing, taking advantage of your professor's sleepy state to get what you wanted, and shame flooded you. You pushed against his chest to get up, but his hold only tightened.

"Professor!" you said more loudly, wondering how the hell you were going to explain this. His eyes began to drift open, and when they met yours his lips curved into a drowsy smile. Your heart hammered in your chest at the thought that he was happy to wake up to you.

But then lucidity crept into his gaze, his eyes widened and his arms loosened. Feeling your stomach sink, you scrambled off of him and took several steps backwards, as if that could somehow erase his memory.

"[Y/n]?" he asked, looking confused and still a little sleepy. Your heart plummeted as you wondered if Dr. Kim had thought you were someone else – someone he wanted to wake up to. Of course he probably had someone.

"I'm so sorry!" you stammered, looking at your feet as shame warred with disappointment. "I was trying to wake you up, and you pulled me in your sleep, and I lost my balance, and…"

You realized you were babbling, and shut up as Dr. Kim stared at you with an unreadable expression. Did he believe you? God, he probably thought you were a perv who couldn't keep from throwing herself at him. And after you had promised him not to do anything, too.

"I've been told I get clingy when I sleep," he finally responded with a chuckle, relaxing. Your relief was marred by the bitter taste of jealousy. You envied the lucky person who had that firsthand experience. Then you forced the thought out of your head, knowing it was none of your business, and remembered what you had meant to do in the first place.

"I can't believe you switched us," you complained, crossing your arms and glaring at him as menacingly as you could. His full lips began to twitch into a smirk that made you forget your annoyance, and possibly your name.

"And I can't believe you disobeyed your professor like that," he teased, eyes twinkling as he pushed back his covers and got up. It was a matching set, and it was unbearably cute that your older, beautiful professor was wearing it. The top couple buttons were undone, and you cast about in your head for any reply while you tried not to ogle the toned chest peeking out at you.

"Well at your age you should think more about your back," you shot back before you could stop yourself. His eyebrows shot up at your snark, and he stepped a little closer to you.

"Calling me an old man?" he asked, tone still amused, though something else you couldn't identify gleamed in his eyes. You wanted to step backwards, but something kept you rooted to the spot, as if vines had sprouted up from the ground and locked you into place.

"U-um, I just meant older," you stuttered meekly, your brief flare of defiance fading with each step he took towards you. You stared at your feet as he came closer, until fingers dipped below your chin to tilt your face up to meet his.

"Hmm, so that should mean I know better, shouldn't it?"

Dr. Kim's voice was still husky from sleep, and something in his eyes sent heat rushing through you as you stared at him like a deer in the headlights. The way he said it made you wonder if he was talking about something else, and you gave an involuntary shiver you hoped he didn't notice.

You licked suddenly dry lips as your pulse quickened, but before your mind could get too carried away, he stepped backwards and walked past you to the bathroom.

"I'm going to take a quick shower," he called over his shoulder. "But I shouldn't be long."

You blinked as the door closed behind him, taking the time to let your racing heart settle to a pace akin to normal. Hadn't he just showered last night? He really liked to be clean, apparently.

You tried not to dwell on the fact that he was naked just a few feet away from you, divided by only a wall and a door. It had been hard enough last night, and now you had that dark glint in his eye filling your head, the underlying croon in his voice, and the memory of his arms wrapped around your body.

A part of you knew that he was perhaps a bit touchier than a professor should be. But the idea that your handsome, brilliant, and kind professor paid you special attention made your chest feel warm. Perhaps nothing could ever happen, but you wished you could somehow bottle up the way he made you feel in moments like these. Maybe then you wouldn't so pathetically hope for more.

With a sigh, you went to the closet to pull out the clothes you hung there the night before. You had already decided on what to wear for the three days of the conference. The pathetic, hopeful part of your brain hoped the professional clothing would make you seem more like a woman to Dr. Kim, someone worthy of his attention. You had agonized over what to bring for an embarrassingly long period of time. It was foolish – selfish – of you to want more when that would be nothing but catastrophic for him, when he had already told you it was impossible, but your heart refused to heed your advice.

You doffed your pajamas and pulled on your well-fitting pants, admiring how perky it made your butt look in the mirror. Remembering your underthings were in your suitcase, you hurried over to grab a bra, sliding your arms through the straps and fiddling it as you walked back to the closet. Your fingers fumbled over the hooks as you struggled to clasp them, and then the bathroom door opened and you froze, staring at a wide eyed, shirtless Dr. Kim.

"I-I forgot to bring in my clothes," he stuttered, sounding like something was strangling him. You couldn't stop yourself from ogling at his gloriously toned chest and abs, or the way his towel was slung low around his hips, revealing hip bones that made your mouth water. Was it normal for academics to be so – so fit?

You were so distracted by his naked chest that you didn't notice the way he was similarly captivated. His own eyes roamed the bare skin of your shoulders, your stomach, and the way your bra was hanging teasingly off of your breasts.

Suddenly you came to your senses and whirled around at the same exact time he did.

"Tell me when I can turn around," you heard him say in that same choked tone, and you wondered if he could hear the way your heart was pounding from across the room. Your fingers didn't want to cooperate, but you were finally able to hook your bra and you almost flew into the blouse you had chosen to wear. Despite your clumsiness you were able to button it up relatively quickly, and finally you turned back around, pulse picking back up as you took a moment to appreciate the way Dr. Kim's broad shoulders tapered into a slim waist. Of course his back was also perfect.

"You're good," you said softly, tearing your gaze away to fiddle with the bottom button of your shirt, too embarrassed to look your professor in the eye. You heard him take quick steps toward the closet where his own clothes were hung up and flushed, belatedly wondering if you should have moved out of the way. You shuffled to the side as you felt warmth and the smell of soap wash over you, and his arm brushed your shoulder as he reached to pluck his own clothes off the hanger.

"Sorry about that," he whispered into your ear, his breath hot against your skin. You let out a squeaky noise of response, eyes fixed on your feet as you tried to ignore how close he was standing. Then his body heat vanished and he retreated to the bathroom, door clicking firmly shut behind him.

Feeling lightheaded, you moved to fall face-first onto the bed with a muffled thump. You were not going to survive this conference.

~~~~~

Three days. Seokjin just needed to hold out for three days, and he could go back to sleeping alone without being blessed and cursed by your constant proximity. He took a deep breath before releasing it in a slow exhale as he did his tie in the bathroom mirror, wondering how exactly you would inadvertently tempt him next.

His morning jerk off session had been in vain, and all he could think of was your bare skin and the little noise you had made when he had leaned in close. You had no idea what you were doing to him, a pretty, innocent little lamb walking willingly into his clutches.

It made him want to protect you, cradle you in his arms against anything that might hurt you. It made him want to bend you over the bed and ruin you for anyone who wasn't him.

"I'm ready, Professor," you called as you stepped out of the bathroom, hair and make up done, blouse tucked into your slacks, wearing heels that drew his eyes to the curve of your backside. You still couldn't meet his eyes, which allowed him to drink you in without fear of being caught. Still, this wouldn't do. As endearing as it was, he didn't want you to be embarrassed forever, or for others at the conference to sense something might be amiss.

"[Y/n]."

At his tone, you forced yourself to look up, and he gave you a reassuring smile even as he admired the way your lipstick emphasized the pout of your lips. You looked so lovely, professional and subtly sexy with an outfit that emphasized your figure without announcing it. If it weren't for your doe-eyes and flushed cheeks, you could have passed as one of his colleagues, albeit with a younger face.

"Come here."

Jin sat on the queen sized bed and patted the spot beside him. You obeyed without hesitation despite your apprehension, and he smiled.

"I-I'm really sorry about earlier," you stammered, eyes fixed on your hands, which were in your lap. "I wasn't trying to - I thought you were going to take longer."

"I should have warned you, too," he replied, hesitating just slightly before he gave in and rested his hand on your shoulder. He knew he shouldn't keep doing this, keep entering your personal space or touching you, but he couldn't help himself. You were like a drug he couldn't get enough of. "Let's just pretend nothing happened, and be more careful in the future, okay?"

Your muscles relaxed at his words and you finally turned your head to peek up with him, a tentative smile touching your lips. "Okay," you agreed, looking so sweet he had to restrain himself from doing something that would make his earlier words useless.

"Good girl," he responded, and the way you shivered at his praise made him wonder just what else you liked to be called. He was playing a dangerous game, but you were impossible to resist. "Now let's get some breakfast. I'm starving."

~~~~~

"In short, phyto and zooplankton populations appear to be in a dangerously fast decline in the world's oceans," you explained, flicking your presentation to its final slide. You cast your gaze over the audience to lock eyes with Dr. Kim, who was grinning with undeniable pride on his face. Your chest fluttered, and you continued your presentation with renewed confidence.

"With their position as the basis of the food chain for marine life everywhere, it will likely lead to even more disastrous results than are already being witnessed. Fishing villages have been reporting worse catches year after year, and fishing trawlers are crossing over international lines to reach their quotas, which will have both economic and political ramifications."

Another handsome man was nodding along with your words, cheeks dimpling into an approving smile, and you felt another surge of delight that your work was being so well-received.

"Unless policies are put into place to protect these fragile ecosystems, these shortages will only grow worse. We need to urge stronger guidelines and restrictions on waste disposal and climate change, otherwise the damage we are causing to these ecosystems may be irrevocable."

You clicked your presentation shut, feeling your cheeks heat up at the applause as the lights in the room turned back on.

"Thank you for such an enlightening report," said the mediator, smiling at you and then looking out at the row of seats. "We will now commence the five-minute Q&A, does anyone have any questions?"

A few hands popped into the air, including that of the handsome, dimpled man. Your chest thumped as you nervously prayed that you would be able to answer everything adequately, and you met Dr. Kim's eyes again for reassurance. He made a goofy face as he gave you a thumbs up, and you felt your nerves settle. The mediator gestured towards Dr. Dimples, and he stood as someone passed him a microphone.

"That was a lovely presentation, Miss [L/n]," he began in a pleasant baritone, eyes crinkling into a warm smile. You felt your face flush despite yourself, and distractedly wondered if you had a thing for older men. "The ocean is vast, and often some findings can be exclusive to a specific area. How has this been accounted for in your research?"

"Great question," you began brightly, relaxing as you realized this was something you could answer quite easily. You smiled at the man as you continued. "You are correct, hard numbers did vary amongst different samples, but…"

You were able to answer every other inquiry just as easily, and you felt your confidence build with each response. What you didn't notice was the way Dr. Kim's smile had faded, and the way his jaw clenched every time you smiled at someone who wasn't him.

~~~~~

"Wonderful job, [y/n]," murmured Dr. Kim quietly when you took your seat next to him.

You felt your body heat up at his praise, and you couldn't help but beam at him. Your cheeks hurt from smiling so much, but you couldn't help it, high off adrenaline and triumph and your professor's approval. He gave a quiet chuckle at the way you were practically vibrating next to him, setting a warm hand on your knee to settle you down before the next presentation.

You tried not to read too much into it, especially since his touch vanished as quickly as it arrived, but it was impossible. Instead of paying attention, you spent the entirety of the next talk hyper-aware of his presence beside you, daydreaming about what it might have felt like if he had kept his hand there.

Would it have stayed innocently in place for the entire presentation? Maybe his fingers would have drawn absent-minded patterns against your stockinged skin as he listened to the lecturer, clueless to the effect he was having on you. Or perhaps he would have dragged those digits teasingly up your thigh, to rest just shy of where you wanted him most.

With a start, you realized the lights had flicked back on and everyone around you was applauding. Holy shit, had you just spent an entire twenty minute presentation daydreaming about your professor's hand not even actually touching you? You shifted in your seat uncomfortably to ease the ache between your legs, realizing your underwear had grown uncomfortably damp.

"Are you alright?"

Hearing Dr. Kim's husky voice, breath hot against your ear, was certainly not helping the state of your body. You squirmed again, too embarrassed to meet his eyes, and thus unable to see the way they flashed darker when he saw your thighs clench.

"J-just a little tired," you mumbled, looking anywhere but at your beautiful, concerned professor. You had literally just promised him earlier that you wouldn't be weird, and here you were fantasizing right next to him. You were the worst.

"It does get a little tiring to sit through talk after talk," he whispered conspiratorially, voice laced with humor. "Did you know that once I fell asleep and woke myself up by snoring during a lecture?"

You giggled in spite of yourself, picturing a cute Dr. Kim with his mouth open, a hint of drool at the corner of those plump lips.

"Are you sure you should be telling me that?" you asked with a grin, finally able to look straight at him and immediately regretting it when his smile pierced your heart. "You're a bad influence, professor."

Something in his eyes shifted at your words, and though his smile didn't change you suddenly felt exposed under his gaze as he responded.

"You have no idea."

~~~~~

Objectively, the conference was going incredibly well. You had absolutely killed your presentation, and Seokjin was currently watching from afar with a glass of wine as you mingled with the other conference-goers. While he had been with you initially, introducing you to a few colleagues here and there, he had backed off to let you handle things on your own. It was important for you to network, and having him hovering over you as if you couldn't speak for yourself would do you no favors.

Even if he absolutely hated it.

He took a long sip of the burgundy liquid, letting it slide down his throat as he watched Namjoon fucking Kim, marine biologist and wunderkind, introduce himself. Seokjin tried not to read into the excited way you answered whatever question he had posed, or the way you flushed when the man aimed his deadly dimples in your direction. He had no right to feel this way, no claim to your smiles or laughter or – why the fuck was he touching you?

"Dr. Kim!"

The surprised cry brought him back to reality, and he realized that his hand was wet with a mixture of wine and blood. There was glass stabbing into his palm and yet he could barely feel it over the rage eating at his chest.

"Oops," he said with a forced chuckle as one of the caterers rushed towards him with a cloth napkin. "I guess I don't know my own strength."

His colleague relaxed slightly at his nonchalance, giving an awkward snort as he took a sip of his own glass.

"I swear, you take absent-minded academic to a whole new level," he teased. Anything further was interrupted when you arrived, somehow beating the caterer.

"Professor!" you exclaimed, looking worried and frantic as you grabbed his hand, uncaring of the glass around your feet. Seokjin glanced at where you had come from, and saw Namjoon Kim staring after you looking more than a little disappointed. Another surge of irritation ran through him. Didn't he know you were way too young for him?

"Do you have a first-aid kit?" you asked the employee who had finally arrived, grabbing the napkin from him without asking and holding it gently beneath Jin's bleeding hand. The roaring in his chest faded to a muted buzz at the tender way you were touching him, careful not to dislodge any of the glass piercing his skin.

"Not here," squeaked the employee, staring wide-eyed at the red dripping to the floor and looking a little green around the edges. "Each room has one though."

"Let's go," you ordered, looking Seokjin straight into the eyes with an adorably determined expression. He couldn't help but humor you, and gave a nod to his colleague before letting you tow him out of the conference hall and into an elevator.

"What happened?" you asked softly, still holding his hand face-up, staring wide-eyed at the lacerations on his skin. What had happened? He had just been watching you, when that man had fucking set his hand on your lower back, and –

"Professor!"

He realized that his hand had tried to clench into a fist and he forced himself to relax.

"I'm not sure," he replied, saved from further questioning when the elevator dinged and the doors swished open.

"You should be more careful," you scolded cutely, pulling him down the hall and fumbling with the keycard for your - our, hissed Jin's brain - hotel room. You dragged him into the bathroom, seating him on the covered toilet as you opened drawers until you found what you were looking for. He watched in amused interest as you pulled a first-aid kit from under the sink, utterly endeared by how you were acting like you were in charge.

You frowned when you opened it, ordered him to stay put as you left the bathroom, then returned with some dainty tweezers.

"Are those for your eyebrows?" he asked in amusement, making you scowl at the clearly lacking first-aid kit.

"Yes," you responded primly before kneeling next to him and taking his bleeding hand in a tender grip that made his heart stutter. "Now be quiet and let me concentrate."

Why did you have to be so fucking cute when you tried to be bossy? You began plucking glass from his palm, attention completely absorbed by your task, and he took the opportunity to drink you in without interruption.

You really were too beautiful for your own good, Jin mused with a mixture of admiration and despair. His eyes trailed over the scrunch of your brow, the slopes of your cheeks, and your pursed lips in a soft caress his hands itched to make a reality. He was only torn away from his silent worship when you clucked your teeth and tugged him to the sink to rinse his hand.

"I think I got everything," you said in a fretful voice that made him want to kiss the worry off your face. "How does it feel?"

"Fine," Jin assured you. He felt better than fine, honestly. The pain in his hand was nothing compared to the euphoria of your skin on his own, or the way your attention was on him and him alone.

"Okay, good," you murmured with a smile, smearing his hand with something that made him hiss. Your expression dropped in an instant, though you wasted no time grabbing a roll of bandages. You wrapped the white cloth around his palm in gentle, almost reverent hands, and peeked up at his face when you were done.

"All set," you said quietly, looking at him tentatively, your hands still holding his in a soft, warm grip. Jin swallowed as he gazed back, completely captivated. You were perfect, a lovely blossom just waiting to be plucked by some uncaring hand. But he couldn't.

Shouldn't.

Then you smiled, and he decided that hell was worth it if it meant that look was reserved for him and him alone, if he could keep you from those who wouldn't treasure you the way you deserved. Especially undeserving predators like Namjoon Kim.

"Not quite," he heard himself say, almost as if he were underwater. You cocked your head at him, confused, and he grinned as the dark vines inside of him cut through the final strands of his self-control. "I hear kisses help speed up the healing process."

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[asherloki]

NSFW alphabet with Sherlock

So the NSFW alphabet is also out! I hope you like it!

A-after care:- I believe Sherlock would kiss reader's whole face, and even pinch cheeks and all and ask "you okay?" With a pretty smile.

B-body part:- tough one because Sherlock isn't really into physical appearance, I guess he'll love all body parts of reader equally, with every flaws and perfection.

C-cum:- he likes to cum on pussy, you can't convince me otherwise, either in or if out then pussy or lower tummy of the reader for sure.

D-dirty secret:- ooohhh I think he has weakness for the faces and little sounds reader makes while he fucks hard, the helpless, pleased baby girl under him at his mercy.

E-experience :- I don't think he has much experience, he can be a virgin as well, but he's a fast learner so you know...

F-favourite position:- missionary hands down, he likes it classic, but he doesn't mind reader riding him either. Whatever it is has to be slow sensual and loving.

G-goofy:- oh he's very goody, he'd often make comments that can be funny or sexy, he likes to make reader laugh too. He's serious other times but not with reader atleast not during love making.

H- hair :- he's not well groomed all the time, the man drowns himself in work but maybe once in a blue moon he plans a romantic night for reader and that's when he likes to be well groomed.

I-intimacy :- as I said he's into missionary, he loves the intimacy. It's just reader and he. He can't have sex without love and trust. He's a man who has guards on. He'd only be intimate with reader because he only trusts and loves reader, whom, he knows won't take advantage of his vulnerability.

J-jack off:- I believe he watches porn to let his frustration off sometimes. But he does it rarely, he is into his works more.

K-kink:- I think he has praise kink, he likes to show off and likes to get compliments, also he likes to hear 'daddy' from the reader. So maybe age play. As he is the one to have the control.

L-location :- his bed ofcourse, but he can be very naughty, he'd love to fuck reader at her place, also his chair? Oh and against the bookshelf.

M-motivation :- reader wearing something that'd make her look elegant, nothing revealing, he's very much into respectful appearance and elegance so something beautiful that he'd die to touch her, readers whimpers and maybe a smirk by reader too, anything that he likes about reader.

N-no :- he dislikes BDSM, he hates to hurt the reader, he will never to anything extreme.

O-oral:- he likes to give and receive it both, that's it.

P-pace:- hmmmm, depends on how much time he and the reader has, if it's in the flat where no one will disturb them slow and sensual is his preference.

Q-quickie:- he doesn't gets much time off cases, and when he does he likes to have a slow sensual sex but there are times he would go for a quickie maybe most likely not. He doesn't have sex for the sake of having sex.

R-risk :- he likes risk in life but with reader he just wants a loving time, he may experiment with positions though, he would love to try something new (I have fascination for his handcuffs though).

S-stamina:- oh he will go for many rounds, as I said sometimes he doesn't have time off his cases but when he does he will go for rounds and rounds.

T-toys:- he may surprise reader with toys, and he'll love to try them.

U-unfair:- he's a little prankster boy, it's like after an argument he'll deny reader a good release just to punish her for being rude to him.

V-volume:- he's not loud but when he's close he can be loud.

W-wild card:- I think he'd praise reader after sex alot like "that's my princess" or maybe "you're beautiful".

X-xray:- he's probably big, but not that thinck, but who cares, when the man is this lovely.

Y-yearning:- he's not sexually driven, even in the least, since reader, he considered even having sex, but it's not his priority.

Z-zzz:- nah! This man has work, he'd cuddle reader to sleep then go out and take one of the cases that has been lying there.

[a-local-idiots-shitpost]

Mc starts randomly screaming

Lucifer:

why… why are you just screaming?

he hides it well but he is genuinely concerned because are Humans supposed to do that?

he still hangs you from the ceiling for it though

simply because you annoyed him

and he hoped it would shut you up

if that doesn´t work he´ll just throw you out of the House

not because you woke him up but he doesn´t want you to wake up his brothers

nighttime is the only time where he has any kind of peace and he will be damned if he let´s you destroy it

Mammon:

also doesn´t get why you just started screaming

did he sell something that is precious to you?

okay he is sorry just stop screaming!

he will get so confused when you tell him you just did it for fun

did they get a broken Human or something? why would you do this?

despite him thinking what is wrong with you he will join you

listen Mammon has so many problems and it kinda helps

so there are just days where both of you scream for no reason

Leviathan:

he can understand sometimes you just want to scream

example from him the moment where you spent all your money and you still didn´t get the character you desperately wanted

and man did he scream on that day

you were actually surprised he didn´t summon Lotan and flood the entire house

actually you talked to early there is Lotan

I would recommend leaving the House now and quickly because otherwise this will be really uncomfortable

also don´t let him get a look at your phone

because you got the character he wanted by pure coincidence

he will lose it when he sees it

Satan:

he screams with you

he just saw you do it one day and decided to scream his anger out

but only once a week otherwise he would never stop

I mean he is the Avatar of Wrath so there will always be a lot

he tends to scream a lot about Lucifer too

but you have to be there to stop or to make sure Lucifer doesn´t hear the things he screams about

because if Lucifer would just hear a quarter of the things he screams about he would never be allowed to leave his room (or the ceiling)

Asmodeus:

he doesn´t really see a problem with it

he sometimes even joins in himself

but don´t you even dare to do this when he is sleeping

no matter how much he loves you

he will kill you if you disturb his beauty sleep

he wasn´t even joking the moment you opened your mouth during the night he was already in his Demon form and glaring at you

you just decided the smartest move would be to close your mouth and go to sleep

and it was a smart decision because Mammon sneaked in during the night and got to experience Asmo´s anger about being waken up

Beelzebub:

he just doesn´t care

as long as it doesn´t stop him from eating or hurts you in anyway you can do whatever you want

he does ask you to stop when Belphie is sleeping or at least be a little quieter

he doesn´t scream with you but when his stomach rumbles it does sound like it

and it´s louder than you could ever be

he also doesn´t want you to scream around Lucifer both for your and his sake

because Lucifer needs his sleep and it isn´t good for you to constantly hang from the ceiling because you keep pestering Lucifer

Belphegor:

hates it more than anything

you somehow managed to be so loud that he can´t sleep

but he can´t tell you that because he knows if you know that you´ll use that to constantly wake him up

and now he either has to silently suffer or find a way to shut you up

sadly the only idea he has is to silence you for eternity

which he can´t do because his brothers would kill him (and he would get sad)

he would also lose his favorite pillow forever if he would go through with

guess he has to suffer now until you get bored of screaming

[where-are-the-spooky-gays-2]

I have 3 story ideas I really wanna do so Imma just talk about them here (and if I end up doing one and somehow someone recognizes it on ao3 no you don't <3) (JK I'll probably be elated)

Alien AU — I have this one started already. It is posted. This is also a possible "has this been read here" worry . It's not as romantic and more found family but does include plenty of platonic Virgil/Remus moments (though I do know this blog is otherwise, I felt it was important to mention). Virgil was kidnapped because "human scary lets make it fight other aliens to the death" and he's keeping himself alive because fight or flight. The others are aliens. They're there too. Kidnapped too. Yippee!! They'll eventually all get out and there's going to be a plot twist (not a super big one, just a little funny thing that makes the perspective of Virgil change). Anywho. Aliens <3.

Royalty AU — this is the one with spymaster Virgil and Prince/Knight Remus. This is .. honestly the one that's lacking a plot the most. I'm kinda dying over the fact I can't come up with a plot. Everyone will have their roles and I know for a fact there will be a scene where everyone is like "well shit this is really important. Hey Your Majesty (Thomas, the king), where are you getting all of this information?" and in waltzes dressed-in-rags Virgil with like a wet washcloth over his shoulder fresh outta doing dishes like "me and I got more" and everyone's like ⁉️⁉️⁉️ but thomas is just "yes Virgil what is it". Anyway Virgil starts banging the prince— /j I LOVE ROYALTY SO MUCH RAHHHH

Fae AU — HEY REMEMBER WHAT I SENT AN INFODUMP ABOUT THE FAE AU HEHEHEH I DECIDED!!! So this one will have a beginning of like— Virgil is a human child first. He's like 3 and he finds himself in a fae circle. Janus' fae circle. The fae pops in like "I'm gonna make a deal— oh. A child. Mine now" (plot twist virgils moms bad so it was a good decision). Then Janus raises this human child alongside the fae. It's a little difficult and they have their moments but Virgil is still under the protection of Fuck With Me And Die Janus so he's a little smug bitch. Kinda like a cat. Ever seen a smug cat? That's Virgil. And uh there's this one fae who's about equal his age at the time and that fae is a little unsettling and just reeeaaaaaally likes this human, okay? Nothing weird! Just. Just wants to smooch the human. Just a little crush. Anyway Virgil starts dating Remus and it's like "woah hold on wait I didn't teach you dating customs wait—" :D

Input? I genuinely cannot pick. Also ty for letting me infodump Dukexiety nation love y'all <3

— 👑

D E V O U R I N G this all 3 are S O fucking good!!! First things first

Alien AU: Found Family? D E L I C I O U S. Aliens, A N G S T, Plot twist, and badass Vee doing whatever it takes to survive? *chef's kiss*

Royalty AU: Cool and D E L I C I O U S has underrated roles the Spooky Beloveds and Character!Thomas have L O V E it (Remember to take your time with this one I know exactly what it's like to really wanna work on an AU/Fic but not figuring out a lot of plot to write it'll come to you trust me maybe planning and playing around with different scenarios can help or some thinking about some of the character's backstories)

Fae AU: L O V E L O V E L O V E it it's got smug Cat coded Vee, Jan being a healthier parental figure Vee always needed, Fae!Ree & Jan, Dukexiety of course, and Jan having his son grow up a liiittle too fast for him XD

[dropout-if]

hiiii! If youre still answering for the asks; ❤️🌟 🎵 📸 for everyone? have a nice day/night! 🫶

Hi!! Hope you have a nice day/night too^^

❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?

Jade/Jean- Receiving: Physical touch. Giving: Quality time. Organizing their partner's schedule in their stead, leaving behind little notes (very ooc messages they would never dare to say out loud). Taking their partner out. Anywhere.

Uma- Receiving: Quality time. Giving: Physical touch. Holding hands, hugging, stolen kisses. Drawing their partner and for their partner

Statler- Receiving: Words of affirmation. Giving: Acts of service. Remembering each and every appointment, going out of their way to ease whatever burden their partner has.

Wanda- Receiving: Quality time. Giving: Words of affirmation. The most shameless declarations of love and affection. Late night confessions, sharing secrets with her partner. Impromptu dates.

Kai- Receiving: Physical touch. Giving: Gifts. Very casual and poorly thought tokens of affection, small trinkets: t-shirts, bracelets, etc. Photographs themselves and their s/o together.

Travis- Receiving: Acts of service. Giving: Quality time. Seeing his partner after hours, walking them home, making as much time as possible to text his s/o, taking them to secret and private places.

🌟 GLOWING STAR - what do they think about when they look at the night sky? is there someone they want to star gaze with?

Jade/Jean- thinks about the future, and the path ahead. When that eventually turns into a repetition, J contemplates their past decisions and whether they've made the right choices. The beauty of it would go over their head, so they'd want to watch it with someone who could appreciate it for them. Or just MC.

Uma- loves stargazing and getting lost in the beauty of the night sky. They'd like to value the moment for what it is, and would be very inspired. Uma likes stargazing by themself, but they also like having a friend with them, especially MC and Travis after rekindling their relationship.

Statler- their mind is everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Statler reflects on everything and anything, they tend to overthink so they prefer to avoid quiet moments. They'd love to share the moment with someone who could keep their mind occupied, atm Noir and later on MC.

Wanda- loves nature and stars and sees the night sky as a canvas for adventure and excitement. She may think about new experiences and opportunities. It's a moment Wanda would like to share with Gabi.

Kai- Liv has dragged then once or twice to stargaze. When in idleness, Kai tends to get swallowed by their own mind. They like thinking of the world, of themself and the people around them. It doesn't mix well with Liv, who can't shut up lol. Kai would want to share the moment with someone silently.

Travis- often dislikes idle moments, so Travis would try very hard to make the moment purposeful. He'd contemplate strategies, plans, and ways to overcome challenges. He'd like the moment to be his, or otherwise with someone who could appreciate the quietness.

🎵 MUSIC NOTE - what is their playlist like? their favourite artists? do you associate a particular song with them?

Jade/Jean- they have a few playlists: one for writing (movie ost), one for the gym (basically very 80s and very motivational) and one with their favorite songs. J leans to relaxing music, especially old classics. Their favorites are Frank Sinatra and Elvis Costello.

I mostly associate them with any Taylor Swift breakup song lol (The Story of Us and Back to December mostly).

Uma- has a few playlists with hours and hours of music, though they always end up listening to the same one regardless of the situation. Uma loves alternative and indie music. Their favorites are Garbage and The Cure.

I associate with Billy Idol's Dancing with Myself idk why. Vibes^^

Statler- has many playlists that remind them of people and important moments in their life. They rotate depending on their mood. They're mostly pop and pop rock. Statler loves Taylor Swift and Mitski.

I'll Cover You (Reprise) from Rent often makes me think of them.

Wanda- has a single playlist filled with all kinds of music. It's honestly a big mess. Wanda can't really commit to a favorite artist, she likes almost all kinds of music.

Vivir Así Es Morir de Amor (Nathy Peluso's version) I've been holding back from mentioning songs in Spanish but I can't resist with Wanda.

Kai- doesn't bother with a playlist, they just like tons of songs and listen to that. It's not as messy as Wanda's because Kai tends to be very picky when it comes to basically everything. They love punk, punk rock and grunge. Their favorites include The Clash and The Gits.

I've always associated Doja Cat with Kai fsr (especially Streets).

Travis- prefers saving playlists instead of creating his own. Travis is really into dad rock😭 it's what he mostly listens to. Also has a lofi playlist for work. Travis'favorites are Pink Floyd and The Velvet Underground.

Mitski's Working for The Knife is pretty Travis-coded.

📸 CAMERA - do they enjoy having their picture taken? what's their go-to pose? do they like taking photos? what do they take photos of?

Jade/Jean- isn't the most enthusiastic about having their picture taken, but they'd likely prefer a confident and composed pose (a coy smile and a relaxed posture). J isn't really into taking photos, though they sometimes like photographing Downtown Heights. They also appreciate capturing meaningful moments, like family gatherings or achievements.

Uma- is quite comfortable in front of the camera. Uma is a bit awkward when it comes to posing, they prefer to be photographed painting or tattooing. They enjoy taking photos of nature, their artwork/work, or candid shots of friends.

Statler- is very photogenic and doesn't mind having their picture taken. They would choose a warm and inviting pose, possibly with an arm around a friend or loved one. Statler likes taking photos of friends, their partner, and family to preserve memories.

Wanda- loves being the center of attention in photos. Her go-to pose is something fun, spontaneous, and flirtatious. Wanda enjoys photography and frequently takes selfies and candid shots with friends.

Kai- isn't particularly interested in having their picture taken, but when they do, their pose could be casual and nonchalant. Kai loves loves loves photography no matter the subject. They are especially fond of artsy and experimental pics.

Travis- hates having his picture taken. If he does pose, it's be something composed and serious. Travis enjoys taking photos as a way to document information or for practical purposes rather than for personal enjoyment.

[diagonal-queen]

This another requesting 😭

Maybe with Fyodor,Dazai and Chuuya with s/o who have trust issues and are traumatized because of their best friend's death?

i hope that this isn't indicative of what's happening with you at the moment...if it is i'm so sorry. sending all my hearts to you <3

Reader with trauma and trust issues

♡ pairing: Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Dazai Osamu, Chuuya Nakahara x gn!Reader

♡ synopsis: How do these men react to a reader who has trust issues and trauma from their best friend's death?

♡ cw: Reader has trauma and trust issues, mentions of violence and death.

note: Surprisingly...Fyodor is not toxic in this one. Yay! Apologies for errors and I hope you enjoy x

Fyodor:

He feels for you, knowing that losing someone you care about must be difficult, and as such he'll do what he best thinks will help you open your heart again and get you to trust him

This mostly manifests in him being very protective, but also being very patient and gentle with you

Would actually give you a lot of cuddles if you wanted him to. He likes being your safe place, it makes him feel stronger

Fyodor is more than happy to listen to you when you need something from him and provide whatever it is- he'll treat you like royalty <3 (honestly he'd do that regardless though)

He doesn't really say anything about your friend's death or your trauma and usually just waits for you to bring it up if you want to talk to him about it (he doesn't want to catch you off-guard and cause an attack or anything like that)

If you want space he'll give you space, but he'll also worry a little but about you (he would never tell you that though lol)

He feels that there's not much to be done about it besides move on, so he also sometimes tries to...distract you in a way? He'll try to take your mind off your grief by keeping you busy or spending his free time with you

He'll sometimes talk about life and philosophical stuff with you when you talk to him about your feeling, and that makes you feel a lot better about everything

Dazai:

Right, so he's in the same boat as you are. He knows exactly how you feel and so he's probably the best person you could have chosen to be your S/O in that regard

He actually opens up about Odasaku to you! Just a little bit though, just so you know that he does get it

Dazai really gives you a lot of space if he knows that you have trust issues, because he doesn't wanna make you feel overwhelmed and as if he's rushing things

Might just behave a little too distant at times though, you gotta let him know that giving you space doesn't mean ghosting you totally T-T (he doesn't WANT to ghost you he's just worried that he'd otherwise be too clingy, which he is kinda)

Never takes it personally when you want to take your time progressing your guys' relationship, he's willing to go as slow as you need him to

Lowkey turns up the charisma a little because he wants to make you feel happy sometimes even if it's because of something kinda silly like a smooth pickup line (lol)

He really just hates to see you sad and will oblige you a lot of the time if it means you'll feel better

Dazai loves you so much that he'd even forego attempting suicide (as much as he already does at least) for your sake, making promises to you that he won't leave you or break your heart either

Chuuya:

He also knows what it's like to lose people he loves so he really feels for you and wants to help you feel better

Encourages you to be open about your feelings with him so he can understand better and so you don't bottle them up. He's a really good listener and won't really interrupt you or anything (he'd respect if you didn't want to talk sometimes though)

He also lets you cry on his shoulder whenever you need and when you do he's there to hug and comfort you

Always thanks you for trusting him after you divulge private information or otherwise act vulnerable around him (and is also lowkey pretty flattered about it)

Chuuya will also purposefully separate you from his mafia life to keep you away from violence and otherwise dark stuff because he doesn't want to distress you or traumatise you any more

Every now and then he asks if he's being too overbearing and if you'd like space (he doesn't want to you find him suffocating or anything T-T)

Honestly just handles your grief and supports you super well, and overall does help you heal and move on

Also he will promise to never hurt you and tell you he loves you like every single day until it sticks in your brain

you guys heard Hard To Love by Rosé from Blackpink?? fuckkk that song is literally me

[cocoa-goat]

Distractions (The Khaenri'ahns x GN!reader)

Scenario: You haven’t been yourself lately, and they’ve noticed. So in order to cheer you up, they try to distract you by getting your mind off things. Whether it be a small pastime/errand or a walk to clear your head.

Featuring: Lumine, Aether, Dainsleif, Kaeya, & Albedo. (Plus a bonus character at the end lol)

Warning/s: Might be a tiny bit suggestive in Kaeya’s part, but it doesn’t really imply anything. Mostly just fluff ☁️

Lumine

> Lumine sees herself in you, so needless to say, she definitely has a soft spot that’s reserved for you alone.

> She’ll take you to her favorite places to cheer you up. If you want to talk to her about your problems along the way, you don’t even need to ask.

> If you’re silent, Lumine will simply ask you if you want to talk, but she won’t push you to do it.

> Maybe she’ll take you to a spot that’s good for stargazing, or take you to a place where there’s lots of crystalflies for you to watch flying about.

> If she could at least just witness a peaceful side of you and make you forget about all your hardships, even just for a little bit, she’ll be content.

> It does her heart good to know that you can begin healing yourself whenever you’re around her.

> In conclusion: Lumine best girl 💫

Aether

> Very worried boy

> Aether drops literally everything to tend to your aid. Like please relax, even Paimon’s more composed than you (T^T )

> Hugs for daysss 🫂🫂

> I think that physical touch is one of Aether’s love languages, so he doesn’t hesitate to run to you and give you one big heck of a hug the moment he sees you cry.

> Even if you don’t cry or say anything, he will still know that you’re sad. Either way he’ll just engulf you in his embrace, gently stroking your hair in the process.

> Please don’t refuse! His hugs are the best. Not too tight, not too loose, just right. 💕

> He’ll hold you for as long as you want him to. He’s not planning to let you go until your pain subsides and you’ve let all your discomforts out of your system.

> You don’t even need to say anything tbh, he understands you completely. You’re his other half, after all.

Dainsleif

> “Something’s clearly been bothering you,” Dainsleif is much more straightforward, but it’s not as if he’s forcing you into opening up. It was more of an encouragement since his tone indicated visible concern.

> And although he might not admit it, this little act of his was a small act of love for his you. He loves you too much to see you sad without telling him why.

> Dainsleif is a great listener. And you can’t tell me otherwise (◕‿◕♡)

> He’s basically just your therapist at this point; but he doesn’t really give much insight on his opinions about your problems, and that’s because he chooses to listen rather than to talk.

> He doesn’t presume to know how it feels to be in your shoes, because honestly, he doesn’t. That doesn’t entirely mean he won’t try, though! I feel as if he’s an ‘actions speak louder than words’ type of guy

> He’ll listen to you rant about whatever’s been bothering you, all the while maintaining a look of understanding on his face. However, if it’s a person that made you sad, well goodluck to them because they’re in for an earful. (Or a beating tbh)

Kaeya

> Husband material™

> Depending on the situation, Kaeya might approach you with a little teasing here and there.

> He’ll probably come up to you and just be like: “Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. But I was there with you, wasn’t I? I don’t see the problem.”

> Anyways that’s besides the point 😭

> If Kaeya senses that you actually are upset, he won’t tease you; because like every other decent person, he knows how to read the room before approaching you. It’s just the bare minimum 🤷🏻‍♀️ 

> He’ll gently rub circles around your back as you vent to him. If you’re crying he’ll wipe a few stray tears away from your cheeks, the pain in his eyes mirroring your own. It hurts him to see you cry :((

> If there’s anything he can do to help you, he’d do it in a heartbeat. There’s nothing that he wouldn’t do for you, so he’d do everything in his power to see you smile again.

Albedo

> Albedo is a clever one. He catches on pretty quick, so he’ll know if you’re not feeling yourself in almost an instant.

> He doesn’t say anything because he doesn’t want to pry, but he does ask you if you want to go on a walk with him on the outskirts of Dragonspine. (He’ll also hand you his coat if you’re feeling cold)

> If you refuse, he feels as if he has no choice but to pry into your feelings. And he does, but he’s not forcing you. He’ll pry ever-so-gently for the sake of not overstepping your boundaries.

> If you accept, however, he’s going to use the opportunity to try and distract you. And once you’re feeling better, that’s the moment he asks if you want to talk.

> Either way, Albedo’s always willing to listen to your troubles. He’ll even go out of his way to try and help you get rid of them. That’s just how much he cares for you <3

Bonus - Paimon

> She’d take you to Wanmin Restaurant for some slime tasting. And you can’t refuse

*cue happy Xiangling noises*

Notes: Thanks for reading!! (P.S, as I’m posting this, my teacher is currently grading my test and he’s definitely taking his time with it; which means I’m most likely gonna fail. I still hope you enjoyed though, until next time!)

[farfromdaylight]

Cálei Daedala

@anneapocalypse tagged me to tl;dr and who am i to say no, frankly. not tagging today but take if you like!

B A S I C S

Name: Cálei Daedala

Nicknames: None really, Cálei doesn't shorten well

Age: Roughly 27-28 at start of ARR, around 32-33 by end of EW

Nameday: 25th Sun of the Fourth Astral Moon (July 25)

Race: Seeker of the Sun Miqo'te + Midlander Hyur

Gender: Male

Orientation: Bisexual

Profession: Warrior of Light, adventurer, crafter

P H Y S I C A L     A S P E C T S

Hair: Orange with gold highlights (but mostly just Orange)

Eyes: In game, his left eye is gray and his right eye is red. In fic I usually say he has burgundy eyes.

Skin: Tan.

Tattoos/scars: Blue clan marks by his eyes and Miqo'te facial marks. Various scars over his body from years of combat.

F A M I L Y

Parents: Unnamed Miqo'te Seeker mother and Hyur father. For most of his life Cálei has no idea he's half-Hyur.

Siblings: Biological siblings include a younger sister, On'téani. Adoptive sibling is Melos Orphne, his brother.

Grandparents: Cálei has no knowledge of his extended family, as he comes from an offshoot Seeker clan that tried to strike out on its own and failed miserably.

In-laws and Other: Post-EW Cálei gets married to G'raha Tia. I leave this section blank in case canon ever gives us G'raha's family. Otherwise, Cálei's adoptive family lives in Limsa Lominsa.

Pets: An unnamed amaro hatchling he brought back from the First.

S K I L L S

Abilities: A mage who dabbles in dark magic. Cálei had a roundabout way of finding his preferred disciplines, but by EW he's established himself as a skilled red mage and white mage, both of which he's studied extensively. He also occasionally takes up his greatsword as a dark knight, and post-EW is spending a lot more time practicing with it. His preference is to hang back and focus on spellcasting, but when push comes to shove he's in the front lines taking down whatever he needs to.

Hobbies: Cálei loves to cook and will cook for anyone at the drop of a hat. He will happily spend hours upon hours hammering ingots or sawing lumber as he works on a crafting project. He loves gardening and taking care of plants. He will spar with anyone who even thinks of offering. Idleness sits uncomfortably on him; he'd rather be going out and helping someone than taking his ease.

T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: Cálei is ferociously loyal and will fight to the ends of the world to protect the people he cares about.

Most Negative Trait: Cálei is as stubborn as a mule and does not easily change his ways. This is a good trait when it comes to having to fight unstoppable foes, but not so good when he won't bend on the little things.

L I K E S

Colors: Whatever doesn't clash on him. It's very hard to be orange. Favors blues and greens in particular.

Smells: Fresh cut flowers, bread right out of the oven, pretty much anything sizzling on a stove

Textures: Clean sheets, smooth metal of a blade, familiar clothes, his own tail

Drinks: Water. Occasionally a nice lemonade.

O T H E R    D E T A I L S

Smokes: Nah.

Drinks: Almost never. He drank a lot in the beginning of Heavensward and it reminds him too much of that time.

Drugs: Nope.

Mount Issuance: He has never named his chocobo. (He's bad at names.) I'd love to say that he actually uses the mounts I typically use in game but I have a hard time justifying where he got an Astrope, much less his Centurio tiger...

Been Arrested: Nope.

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I'm a princess (I'm divisive) - pt. 1

Relationship(s): Kimi Räikkönen/Nico Rosberg, Implied Nico Rosberg/Jenson Button, Past Micheal Schumacher/Nico Rosberg

Rating: E

Tags: Girl!Nico, Girl!Kimi, Flashbacks, Eventual Smut, Implied/Referenced Dubious Consent, 2008 season, but vague timing, canon flexible

PRETENTIOUS NONCHALANCE

It wasn’t Nico’s fault, after all. She tried everything before ending up at this point. She described what he wanted in detail to Jenson and credit to him, he tried. When his technique felt a bit off, she gave him homework that included several videos Nico personally loved to watch. At some point, Nico started to feel bad about perhaps setting unreasonable expectations for Jenson and setting him up for failure. Nevertheless, that little selfish voice in Nico’s head telling her that she deserved mind-blowing sex and after all providing her with that might be a skill issue. 

It wasn’t a big deal, Nico thought. They weren’t in a relationship even though they fell into the comfort of convenience that bordered some sort of nonchalant monogamy. Whatever the little pang of guilt he was feeling for looking for a fix for her situation, the rush of selfishness weighed heavier. She deserved to chase what she thought would be good for her and she wasn��t going to be apologetic about it. If Jenson couldn’t be the facilitator, Nico thought she knew someone who could. 

Her well-rehearsed assertiveness faltered once she raised her hand to knock on the nondescript hotel door. She looked left and right in the corridor for the millionth time to make sure that there was no one to witness her little enterprise. Not that she would be particularly embarrassed if anyone found out but the last thing she wanted to deal with was someone’s nose in her business.

Her knock was unanswered for a few moments. She looked around once more and knocked again. When she finally heard shuffling behind the door, she was already biting her nails. Appearing behind the door, Kimi looked the same way she always looked but Nico felt like she was taller. Her white-blonde hair was in a bun and she was wearing a washed-out oversized t-shirt and sports shorts. At 11 p.m., it was an expected attire, in contrast to Nico’s carefully curated ‘comfortable’ fit. She didn’t want to appear as making too much effort but she also felt like she had to put some work into looking effortlessly ethereal. She was also in sports shorts to put up with the sticky weather of Singapore but she decided to throw a linen shirt over his sports bra to look like she was fresh out of a gym session. She indeed had a gym session but then she scrubbed herself raw in the shower to make her skin glow in a natural way and threw a fresh set on. She didn’t think Kimi would care, though. To be fair, Kimi didn’t seem to care about anything. 

That was, reasonably, her biggest concern about her decision. Nico was used to get what she wanted, or at least what she thought she wanted. She never experienced anything that suggested otherwise with any of the grid boys. This wasn’t something she took for granted, but something she learned to weaponise. However, the decision to appear at Kimi’s door in the middle of the night was choosing a gift for someone who seemed to have everything. All answers were wrong until she tried. 

“What are you doing here?”

Nico realised she needed to change her expression which was most likely just wide-eyed terror. Their interactions were easy on track: fight fairly, subtly look out for each other and not more. Their circles only coincided when it was a grid-wide event. Her unannounced visit probably couldn’t be justified by wanting to hang out with her suddenly. 

“I… uhm… I was wondering if we could hang out?”

Nico, as always, would be caught dead asking for something explicitly. 

“At this hour? Not a good time, no?”

Nico was sure if Jenson saw her face now, he would call her a petulant child. That face took her so far to get what she needed so another try wouldn’t hurt. 

“Do you have someone over?”

She got on her tiptoes to pretend to look inside the hotel room and Kimi sighed.

“No.”

She wasn’t a woman of too many words, after all.

“C’mon. I don’t wanna be on my own. Can I come in?”

Kimi looked at her intently for a moment and went back into her room, holding the door open for Nico. The room was relatively small and Kimi’s stuff was crowding everywhere. Standing where he stood a moment ago, Nico smelt her deodorant, spicy and clean. 

Kimi went back to her previous position, Nico assumed, propped up to the bedframe while skipping channels. She didn’t do anything to make Nico feel at ease. There was no invitation to come sit on her bed, no drink offer. Nico took her linen shirt off and rolled her shoulders with a sigh, always checking whether Kimi was watching. She wasn’t going to pick up on any subtle invitation so Nico decided to be a bit more precise with her intentions. 

Nico threw her shirt at Kimi’s face which was probably a not very calculated move. Kimi jolted and moved it to the side, looking at Nico with wide eyes. 

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

Nico couldn’t help but roll her eyes. She knew it was arrogant of her to think that she didn’t have to voice any need or request to get railed but it nevertheless bummed her to realise that this was going to be a more difficult job than just throwing herself into Mark’s arms. She ignored Kimi’s protest and dropped herself on the bed next to her.

“I thought we could have some fun?”

Nico tried to pair her suggestive words with her best doe-eyed stare. Kimi was still looking at her like a cat threw up on her bed. 

“What fun? Aren’t you tired already?”

Nico huffed at her for not getting her intention immediately but she had to give it to her. Kimi had no context of what Nico was trying to achieve. 

“No, I’m not. I’m quite tense, though.”

Honestly, she had no idea whether her generic repertoire of suggestiveness would work. She propped an elbow to get to eye level with Kimi. She almost missed the amused gleam in her eyes and the slightest twitch of her mouth. Nico was in.

“And you thought I could help?”

Nico smirked. Kimi’s face might have been neutral but she seemed to be on the same page, at least on a similar page with Nico. 

“Yes. I heard about the things you did with that media pen girl.”

Kimi raised her eyebrows. She lazily turned her gaze towards the TV to Nico’s frustration.

“And what makes you think that I’d be willing to do that with you?”

That was enough to make Nico’s smirk freeze on her face. She honestly didn’t expect Kimi to throw herself at her but this reaction indicated sloppy calculation on Nico’s side. She was so absorbed by the daydreams of how Kimi could make her feel good. Her very self-conscious self-centric brain was to blame, perhaps. She was used to getting what she wanted and learned to pretend not to be interested in the things that she reasonably couldn’t. She ran her hand through her now short hair, reminiscing of the times when it was long. If she really tried, she could feel how Micheal wrapped it around his hand to pull her head backwards in a crampy storage room. 

“You know…”

His German always got that raspy, unidentifiable accent when his breathing was laboured by the effort he was putting into fucking her.

“You have… have to drop this attitude if you want to survive.”

She could only let out a choked moan, swiftly muffled by his hand. Micheal's cologne would start to give her a headache while her sweat-soaked undershirt clung to her torso. 

“Not… Not everyone will be at your feet to grant your wishes all the time.”

His thrusts would get out of sync when his orgasm neared while Nico tried to manage the brutal intrusion. 

“Your name… Your name can only… only get you so far.” 

Her mind would blank until she felt the sudden wet emptiness and heard the zipper of Micheal’s fireproofs. 

“Whenever you find it hard to believe, remember these times.”

Nico used to hate those encounters and the flash of red on her white kit, like an irresponsible, almost unreasonable bloodthirst by Micheal. She would wipe herself with the sleeve of her undershirt, fighting the tears of frustration. When Micheal fucked off to retirement, she did everything in her power to never feel so passive and humiliated as she did under Micheal’s gaze. 

Most of the time, it translated into being apathetic and stoic against everything thrown at her: rumours, accusations, insults but also praises and celebrations. The rest manifested itself in an excessive tendency to be dismissive of others. Micheal’s ‘advice’ was going to be shredded into pieces in Nico’s mind by living by the exact attitude that he warned her against. Being loud in her demands and sticky in her punishments were enough to keep the rest of the paddock in line and she never had to try to receive anything except professional success. 

She got up to hide her reddened face. Not being able to take rejection was a thing for weaker people. Her arrogant expectations didn’t do harm if they weren’t discovered by others. She could just walk away, her tail between her legs but her head up.

Nico reached for her shirt without looking at Kimi’s face, only to meet resistance. She threw a frustrated look at Kimi who was holding the other end. 

“What are you doing?”

Nico huffed in frustration. She was completely out of the mood she came in the room with and couldn’t wait to leave.

“I think I’m tired now. See you next week.”

She pulled the fabric too hard and heard it rip between their hands. She looked at Kimi furiously and watched her slowly letting go of the ruined fabric. Kimi’s confusion and concern superficially satisfied Nico but it wasn’t sufficient to stop her.

“Wait-”

She was in the hallway, door slammed behind her back before Kimi finished her protest. She first walked fast to reach a corner then started running to her room after being convinced that no one was around to see. Hot tears of humiliation fogged her vision but she didn’t stop until she was safely behind her own door. She threw the torn shirt away and balled herself under the cover. 

“Remember these times, when you reach for too much but end up with too little,”

Nico screamed into her pillow.

“Remember, maybe it’s in your nature to be the victim of your arrogance.”